Zhe Jinchun

Chapter 301

When Xue Yunyan heard the words, he didn't say anything more about "Mr. Dongling", but asked directly: "In that case, can you please sir follow me to get the letter?"

Tao Ruohui responded immediately: "It should be so."

Xue Yunyan nodded and said with a light smile, "Thank you sir." After finishing speaking, he tapped on the wall of the car.

After hearing the sound, the guards who were pretending vigorously came, and closed the door and curtains neatly. After a while, Qingyu's car started to move, and soon drove away from the lotus, and disappeared into the busy Hehui Street.

Tao Wenjuan, who was standing behind the door, saw the carriage out of sight through the crack of the door, turned around just now, stood leaning against the door leaf, and wiped her sweat with a cloth towel.

She knew the family emblem on the carriage, it was Linqiu Xue's carriage.

The letter in the letter given by Mr. Dongling specified that she, Tao Wenjuan, would hand it over to Mr. Dalang of the Xue family.

However, after Hu Tian's incident, Tao Ruohui was always wary of the sons of the Ying family, so he took the letter directly and hid it in the study of Tao Wenjuan's uncle.

This is also his love for daughters, and Tao Wenjuan thinks that as long as the letter can be handed over to Xue Dalang, no matter who the letter is, it should not be that important.

After standing by the door for a while, Tao Wenjuan turned around the curtain, went to the east chamber to get two pieces of needlework, sat in the shade under the porch of the main room, and sewed them carefully.

It was almost dusk, the sun was not as strong as before, and occasionally a gust of wind would make people feel a little cool. The roses were blown by the wind and made a "brushing" sound, and the faint fragrance of flowers lingered around the nose. People are in a good mood.

Suddenly, there was a gentle pecking sound from the gate of the courtyard, followed by a very clear voice: "Is Mr. Tao at home?"

The voice was quite familiar. Tao Wenjuan stopped her needlework and listened carefully.

The voice paused for a while, then raised its voice slightly: "My servant is Yang Congshen, and I am here to deliver something at the order of your lord."

Upon hearing Yang Congshen's name, Tao Wenjuan immediately stood up.

This Yang Congshen is Qin Yanzhao's bodyguard, quite knowledgeable, he is often sent by Qin Yanzhao to deliver things to Tao Ruohui, and Tao Wenjuan has also met him a few times, knowing that this is a very good man, not a stranger.

Then she raised her voice and said: "Please wait a moment, this is coming." As she spoke, she packed up the needlework basket, went back to the inner room, took the clothes, and then went to the front to open the door.

When the door opened, I saw Yang Congshen wearing a swallowtail green cloth shirt, a pear green cloth belt around his waist, and a green jade hairpin in his hair. He was standing coldly in front of the steps. Before that step, there is autumn water flowing down.

Tao Wenjuan exchanged greetings with him, and caught a glimpse of a huge bookcase at his feet, which looked quite heavy.

"Your Majesty told me to bring this bookcase here. Is Mr. Tao here?" Yang Congshen said in a respectful and authentic voice, his calm posture contrasted with his scholarly attire, showing his demeanor very well.

Tao Wenjuan then said with a smile: "Unfortunately, the master is out, please come in, Yang Lang." As he said that, he opened the door and turned sideways to avoid it.

Yang Congshen said, "I'm sorry for being rude", then leaned over, picked up the bookcase, and stepped into the courtyard gate.

The bookcase was really heavy. After he lifted the bookcase, his whole body leaned to one side, and when he walked, his body was slightly tilted, but his footsteps were extremely steady.

Tao Wenjuan knew that he had martial arts skills and was much stronger than ordinary scholars, so she didn't think much about it, she turned around and closed the gate of the courtyard, and led the way, led him to the study, and served the fruit and warm tea Come up and ask him to sit down and rest.

She looked at it just now, there was no carriage or ox cart outside the courtyard gate, so it can be seen that Yang Congshen should have walked all the way from the Qin residence.Although the summer heat has subsided for now, it is still a bit hot after all. It must have been quite strenuous for him to walk this way, and it is a courtesy to ask him to sit down for a while. Even if she is a lonely man and a widow, it is just that she is not a woman from a rich family, and the small family does not So much attention.

Yang Congshen seemed to be in the heat of it all. After sitting down, he took a cup of tea and drank tea. Tao Wenjuan sat next to the Prime Minister to accompany him. For a while, both of them were speechless.

After drinking two sips of tea, Yang Congshen said apologetically, "Forgive me, girl, I walked a little too fast and I'm thirsty."

Tao Wenjuan smiled and said: "Yang Lang has worked hard, and he can sit by himself." After a pause, he smiled and asked: "But I don't know what is in this box? It looks very heavy. Could it be a bag?" The book in the box won’t work?”

"It's not all books." Yang Congshen took another sip of tea, a gentle smile appeared on Qingjun's face, and he said in a gentle voice: "Mr. It was bumpy, so I sent it here."

"So that's how it is." Tao Wenjuan said clearly, and thanked him again: "Yang Lang has worked hard."

Yang Congshen waved his hand, and said in a warm voice, "It's not hard work, it's just running errands." He wanted to put the teacup back on the table as he spoke, but when he straightened his hand, his sleeve knocked over the teapot beside him , only heard a crisp sound of "choking", and the celadon teapot fell to the ground, and the tea inside splashed out, soaking the hem of his robe in an instant.

Tao Wenjuan said "ah", she had already stood up, and asked repeatedly: "Is it burnt? Is Yang Lang injured?" Although she was talking, she did not move forward, still observing the etiquette and respect. Yang Congshen stood apart from the case.

Two blushes quickly rose from Yang Cong's Shen Qingjun's face.

He hurriedly got up and took two steps back, and suddenly remembered the teapot on the ground, so he leaned forward to pick up the fragments of the teapot. He didn't want to bend down, and the tea juice went straight from the outer robe to the inner shirt. The hem was already crinkled.

"This... I missed it for a while... I'm really sorry..." He stood there at a loss, his hands clasped, his face flushed even more red.

Tao Wenjuan hurriedly said: "It's good that Yang Lang has nothing to do. Let's put these away. I'll clean them up later." After speaking, he looked at his clothes again, and then continued, "Yang Lang, please wait a moment, I'll take care of it." Get a cloth towel and wipe it off for you." After saying that, he wanted to go outside.

Yang Congshen blushed and shook his hands and said, "Don't bother me so much, I... I'm fine." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to pull the hem of the robe, but the hem of the robe was already soaked through, so how could it be stretched flat? La Bian became more and more out of shape, and the embarrassment on his face became more and more intense.

Tao Wenjuan said softly: "Mr., just wipe it off. It's not troublesome. I'll go to the kitchen to find a cloth towel, and please wait a moment." After she finished speaking, she hurried out of the house and went to the kitchen in the backyard.

What she didn't know was that after she turned around, the expression on Yang Congshen's face suddenly changed.

All the embarrassment, embarrassment, and confusion just now are gone now.

After brushing off his wet clothes, Yang Congshen, or should I say Ouyang Yanran, straightened up calmly, looked around, and immediately focused his gaze on the big bookshelf, and stared at the bookcase. After a chill.

(End of this chapter)