Zhe Jinchun

Chapter 184 Lanxiu Garden

Taking a deep breath, Qin Su's hand touched his chest unconsciously.

Under the linen jacket, the sandalwood seal that she had worn next to her body for several months slowly rose and fell in the palm of her hand to match her heartbeat.

Qin Su's expression became colder.

Compared with her own life, the Qin family is not that important, is it?This game can be broken if it can be broken, if there is no solution, she can only choose another way.

Although that road is also full of thorns and may even bring more terrible results, as long as she can survive, she will not be afraid of hardships and dangers.

To live well and with dignity is the meaning of her rebirth, and no one or anything can be changed.

Qin Su slowly clenched the seal jacket tightly, as if holding his heart.

From beginning to end, she has only herself.And what she wants to keep is only herself.

Her expression faded, and her eyes gradually became vain.

The moon slanted on the window lattice, filtered through the heavy curtains, and the silver thread embroidered on the sachet flashed from time to time under the pale moonlight. If the stars were dotted, the warm and dreamy breath of agarwood in the sachet was similar to that of Longlou incense. The light aroma is combined and carried together, and it is full of refreshing taste when you breathe in and out.

Qin Su knew that after a while, she would fall into a deep sleep, just like the people in Qingzhi Building, like most of the Qin family members in the entire other courtyard, indulging in this luxurious and depressed life. In the fragrance, breathe sweetly in sleep.

She couldn't help but curled the corners of her lips.

This may seem like the most brilliant irony.

The Qin family's current situation is like being on a cliff, one step forward would be crushed to pieces, but they are confused by the prosperity on the surface, holding the airs of a nobleman, and carrying the demeanor of a nobleman, completely unaware of the abyss beneath their feet.

It's really pitiful, deplorable, and ridiculous.

Qin Su curled the corners of her lips again.

The drowsiness came gradually, like a sweet and tender call, leading her to fall into the void filled with beautiful dreams.

She heard her own sneer.

In this warm and lonely night, this laughter is so indifferent and so inaudible, like a stone thrown into a sinking abyss, it cannot stir up any echo...

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The spring in the north is not as clear and soft as in the south, but with broad water, long sky and sweeping east wind. Compared with the south, it is extraordinarily imposing. Even the falling flowers are swaying all over the sky, murderous and gorgeous, which makes people happy , and startled.

Baima Yunfeng looks at this flower, and the wind pulls the catkins around the world.

If we talk about the prosperity and beauty of the northern land, Dadu, the capital of the Chen Kingdom, is the first to be recommended, and the second is Shangjing, which is thousands of miles away from the capital.

White Horse Temple is located five miles outside of Shangjing City. It winds up from the bottom of Ganquan Peak. The main hall is halfway up the mountain. There are thousands of peach trees in the temple.Every spring, Ganquan Peak is like a large piece of pink cloud flowing down from bottom to top, and it is also like a laborious weaving of heavenly hand, weaving this gorgeous pink cloud brocade.

From this time to the end of March, the peach blossoms are in full bloom, and the grass and trees are beginning to spit out new green. From a distance, the half mountain of Ganquan Peak is full of smoke and green, and the half mountain is full of pearl clouds and pink shadows.

However, with such a beautiful scenery, the Qin family's carriage passed by without stopping for a moment.

"When there are more people, there will be more right and wrong." Mrs. Tai turned her eyes away from the powder cloud in the distance, picked up the teacup and sipped tea, and said slowly.

Zhou Yu answered yes from the side, and said slowly: "That's exactly what I said. Going out is not as convenient as being at home." As she spoke, she motioned to the little girl beside her, wrapped her hands in a soft cloth, and Mrs. Tai beat her leg.

Mrs. Tai sighed slightly: "Yes, the Northland is densely populated with many and many people. Compared with them, our place is in the south. They look at us just like we look at us in Qingzhou. Like the Huo family from Jianning..."

She stopped talking suddenly, and did not continue. After a long time, Fang said slowly: "Fortunately, the children are still young and they keep their filial piety, but they don't go out much."

In this way, it is unnecessary to go outside to see other people's faces, and the decline of their Qin family will not be embarrassingly clear in this sharp contrast.

Zhou Yu understood the unfinished meaning in her speech, but she couldn't answer the words, she just lowered her head slightly, and beat her leg carefully.

There was silence in the carriage, vaguely, I could hear laughter coming from the car behind, that sound was like a girl from the Qin family talking and laughing, and it seemed to be coming from a passing car.

Mrs. Tai looked out the window wistfully.

The pink glow in the mid-mountain of Ganquan Peak is magnificent and freely swaying. It is clearly extremely gorgeous, but it also has an indescribable domineering, reminiscent of the many crown clans in the north, pressing on the heads of those small nobles. It makes people feel their own insignificance for no reason, and then they feel ashamed of themselves.

Mrs. Tai looked away from the window and sighed again.

Qin Yanya and Qin Yanwan, one has already reached the age of Ji, and the other is about to reach the age of Ji, but because of the filial piety period, it is not easy to discuss their marriage. Every time I think of it, Madam Tai always feels sorry.

If Qin Shizhang was still there, with the appearance, temperament and upbringing of the two women, it would be no problem to talk about a good marriage. However, the current Qin family is in an embarrassing situation, and it is very difficult for a while, and I don't know what to find. Only people from a good family can be worthy of these two outstanding girls.

In her private heart, Mrs. Tai is extremely unwilling to have a daughter from the Qin family as a concubine.

Although the Qin family is in decline, it is still a century-old noble family after all. She does not want the glory accumulated by this surname for countless generations to be destroyed in her own hands.

At least while she was alive, she would try to avoid it.

As for those concubines, they can do some considerations for the family.

Mrs. Tai gently put down the teacup, put her hand on her forehead, and pressed a few times.

"Madam is tired, do you want me to press it for you?" Zhou Yu asked softly, but she didn't stop beating Madam Tai's legs.

"Forget it, you can rest for a while." Mrs. Tai said in a harmonious voice, motioning for Zhou Yu to stop, and then closed her eyes tiredly, "I'm fine, just lean on and talk."

Zhou Yu promised softly, and ordered the little servant girl to come forward, and several people worked together to support Mrs. Tai, let her lie flat on the thick cushion, covered with a brocade quilt, and added a few pieces of silver to the small charcoal stove beside her. silk carbon.

Mrs. Tai is afraid of the cold, and the spring in the north is still quite cold. During this journey, the stove in her car has not been turned off.

The carriage swayed, sometimes moving forward, sometimes stopping slightly, walking unhurriedly, there was a slight warmth in the carriage, Mrs. Tai closed her eyes and rested her mind.

After an unknown amount of time, the carriage finally stopped.

Madam Tai slowly opened her eyes.

Zhou Yu had already leaned towards the window, looked out twice, then turned her head and said softly, "Here we are, madam, just get out of the car."

Mrs. Tai hummed, and got up under the service of several people. Zhou Yu got out of the car first and looked around.

Right in front of the carriage, two black lacquered gates suddenly opened. Behind the courtyard gate, flowers bloomed like brocades, vegetation was luxuriant, revealing faint shadows of pavilions and trees, but it was a bustling scene.

This is the mansion purchased by the Qin family in Shangjing. The strong and vigorous "Lanxiu" on the lintel was inscribed by Qin Shizhang himself.

(End of this chapter)