Linglong

Chapter 88

"How could this be? How could this be?" Marquis Heqing stood blankly on the Yonglu Road, his mood was similar to that of Song Changqing, almost desperate.

Is it impossible to promise Sister Qing to this boy from the official family?Regardless of the low status of the official family, he brought his younger sister's body to argue with the Heqinghou Mansion today!If Sister Qing married him... Marquis He Qing shuddered, not daring to think about it any further.

People who ran into embarrassing things were actually quite embarrassing. Marquis Chong Shan had always been gentle, blushing, and turned his head to pretend to appreciate the small flower garden by the roadside.Qiao Siqi also felt embarrassed, but he is a magistrate after all, he has handled many bizarre cases, and his concentration is still good, "I'm afraid the family will have double happiness." He said gently.

He Qinghou was very annoyed when he heard the words, his face turned as red as a shrimp's whiskers.

"Congratulations, double happiness." Chong Shanhou could no longer pretend to be fooled, turned his head, and expressed his congratulations with stiff hair.

He Qinghou forced out a smile, which was uglier than crying.

Song Changqing passed out, Mrs. Tai passed out, Mrs. Su was furious, and even Song Changqin was petrified.But these are useless, the Heqinghou's mansion is still "double happiness", the day the eldest son gets married, the eldest daughter's marriage is also finalized.

Song Yong was very angry, "Sister Qing can't marry a boy surnamed Guan! He will definitely take revenge on her in the future!"

Qiao Sirou said indifferently: "If Sister Qing hadn't insisted on getting ahead, she wouldn't have made it this far. Are you blaming me? Erlang accidentally twisted his foot. I want to see him. You are worried about your Sister Qing Let's go." Turning to go.

Song Yong hurriedly stopped her, "Ma'am, I didn't mean that. How can I blame you? I... I will go to see Erlang with you."

Qiao Sirou held back her breath and told Song Yong about the long conversation between Song Changqing and Jinniang Mimi, "...what's your intention? You'll hurt yourself instead of hurting others!" Song Yong couldn't believe it, "Ma'am, she What is the picture?" Qiao Sirou said coldly: "How do I know? Perhaps her heart is higher than the sky, and she might want to be Princess Zhou."

Song Yong was so ashamed, "Is this something she can think about? The prince accepts the concubine, and it is His Majesty who decides. She is too wishful thinking."

Qiao Sirou snorted, "I'm afraid that good sister-in-law of yours is not idle. Her companion has been to Bao's natal family. Sister Qing usually doesn't get close to me, but she often runs to Mrs. Hou's room. I don't know that sister-in-law Taught Sister Qing something."

Song Yong couldn't help being furious, "Sister-in-law, what is An's heart? Why do you want to spoil Sister Qing?" He got angry, "Just let her adopt Sister Qing together, and how she wants to teach Sister Qing badly in the future Son, it's all up to her!"

Qiao Sirou was noncommittal.

Mrs. Su lacks a son, and Song Changlin wants to adopt her. What she wants to do is crazy.Girls can't inherit the family business, Mrs. Su's adoptive succession to Song Changqing is useless, and she may have to take out her private house to add more dowry for Song Changqing.However, if it is really adopted, Qiao Sirou will not be Song Changqing's mother in name, so of course he is happy and relaxed.Seeing that Song Yong was getting angry, he didn't stop him, and let him argue with He Qinghou and Mrs. Su.

Su Clan was probably guilty, but actually agreed.

Qiao Sirou felt that there was less burden on her shoulders, and her steps became much lighter when she walked.

Linglong has good eyes and ears, and she knows the ins and outs of the matter clearly.She started chatting with Mrs. Qiao, feeling a little sympathetic to Jin Niang who died young, "It's a pity to lose her at such a young age." Mrs. Qiao sighed, "I originally annoyed her, but knowing that she lost her mother, she lacked She was brought up by a human being, but she can’t get annoyed at this fate again.” Linglong nodded, “Yes, you are right.” The dead are the most important, and those things she did before she was alive don’t need to be mentioned.

Qiao Se looked strange, "It's really unexpected that the Song family married the official family."

Linglong smiled, "Actually, Song Changqing can be considered a talent, but his luck is too bad."

Marrying into an official family, poor family status is not the most important thing, what's more terrible is that her stepmother Bao's death is of course inseparable from Jinniang's death, and Song Changqing, the eldest lady, can't get rid of it either.It was related to the death of Guan Shousheng's own sister, but she wanted to marry him as his wife. In the days to come, just thinking about it would be enough for her to drink a pot.For a young girl in bloom, such an experience is indeed quite tragic.But if she didn't have the intention of harming others, how could she do this?It is self-inflicted and deserves no sympathy.

"Daughter, mother discussed your marriage with your father yesterday." Mrs. Qiao said casually, as if talking about ordinary household matters.

Linglong was taken aback, "I'm so young, have you already discussed my marriage? Well, who do you plan to marry me to?"

She was originally half-lying on the beauty's couch comfortably, but after hearing this, she sat up straight with a very disturbed expression.

Qiao patted her tenderly, and said comfortingly, "I didn't plan to marry you to anyone. Daughter, father and mother looked around, and there was no one who was worthy of our precious daughter."

"Scared me." Linglong patted her chest in fear, and leaned on Qiao's body with a smile, the uneasiness just now was gone.

"No one is worthy of you." Qiao looked lovingly, "Ordinary people are not worthy, and so is that King Zhou. Daughter, I mentioned King Zhou casually, and your father was very angry."

Linglong stuck out her tongue, "He's a liar. In the name of Wang Sanlang, he is the Yu family, but his real identity is the third prince. As the person who was deceived, father is not angry."

"It's not because he lied. Daughter, your father doesn't like people from the government, let alone people from the royal family." After hesitating for a while, Qiao asked Linglong softly, "Daughter, did you never find it strange? Your grandmother is There is no family relationship."

Linglong was dumbfounded, "You mean...?" Yes, Mrs. Yu has never been in contact with her natal family. Could it be that her natal family is...?
Qiao said softly: "Your great-grandfather and your grandmother's father were both celebrities in the city, and they were recommended to the capital to face saints together. Your great-grandfather was lazy and had no interest in being an official. He drove back within a few months At home, you still live happily. Your grandmother's father stayed in the court and became an official in Lantai."

"Then what happened afterwards?" Linglong asked pitifully.

Qiao's eyes dimmed, "Emperor Taizu had a strict temperament. In his later years, he became more suspicious and cruel. Many ministers were unjustly killed by him. Have you heard of it? At that time, if an official went out in the morning, he would be safe at night When I go home, I will celebrate with my forehead and hands, 'I lived another day'."

Linglong was very moved when she heard that, "It's so tragic."

Qiao said in a low voice: "Your grandmother's father did not escape the catastrophe in the end. Daughter, your father just lost his grandfather..."

"Father is so pitiful." Linglong choked up.

Qiao stroked her exquisite hair, "With such a past, your father naturally doesn't like people in the royal family, and he is even more impatient to be an official. Daughter, you...you..." Her eyes flickered, hesitating, as if the next words It's hard to say.

Linglong felt sore in her heart.As a doting mother, she will find it difficult to tell people who ask me not to like the royal family in the future, right?After all, she has never asked me anything, she just wants me to be happy.

"Mother, I know." She held Qiao's hand and whispered.

Linglong didn't write to Wang Xiaosan for several days.

After night fell, the entire Yu family was silent.Several black shadows flitted across the roof, and stopped on a house covered with green glazed tiles.

A figure skimmed down to the ground, while the rest waited quietly on the roof.

The man fell to the ground, and the door opened quietly, and he walked in at a leisurely pace.

"Third Young Master." Tang Xiaoming bowed and called in a low voice.

On the table in the outer room, there were two little girls lying on the table, they seemed to be on duty at night, they were manipulated by Tang Xiaoming, and fell asleep.

"Is she asleep? Go and wake her up." Wang Sanlang ordered in a low voice.

Tang Xiaoming was blessed, and tiptoed into the room.

Through the smoky gauze, Linglong was covered with a thin quilt, sleeping deeply.

"Miss San, Miss San." Tang Xiaoming walked over to wake Linglong up.

"What's the matter?" Linglong opened her eyes in a daze, "I don't let people sleep at night, what's the matter?"

"Yes, there is a visitor." Tang Xiaoming said in a low, timid voice.

"Is there a visitor?" Linglong's eyes widened.

"Yes, there is a visitor." Tang Xiaoming answered bravely.

She also thought it was weird to have a visitor at this hour.

Linglong sat up angrily, "I know who this unexpected visitor is!" Besides that bastard Wang Xiaosan, who would do the thing of running to someone else's house in the middle of the night?Rampage, do not know how to respect others!

She lifted the quilt, picked up a nightgown and put it on, tied her belt, put on her flat clogs, and went out of the room.

Flat-bottomed clogs, Linglong has always been worn as slippers.

Two candles were lit outside, and in the shadow of the candles was a young man in white sitting at the table, watching her silently.

He must have traveled a long distance here, and his handsome face is quite dusty.

Linglong went to sit opposite him and looked at him with her chin resting, "I thought you were going to Jinling soon. Wang Xiaosan, His Majesty's birthday is coming soon, why are you here?"

Linglong had just fallen asleep, her little face was flushed and charming.The nightgown on her body is a charming and romantic scarlet pink, which makes her complexion brighter and more attractive, but her big eyes are not as bright as usual, but foggy.At this time, Linglong was more confused than usual, but also cuter than usual.

She was wearing wooden clogs barefoot, a pair of slender snow-white feet were exposed, and her ten toes were pink like pomegranate seeds.

Wang Xiaosan's heart was pounding.

"Go and put on your shoes." He turned his face away and ordered in a deep voice.

Linglong rolled her eyes, jumped off the chair and ran to him, staring at him curiously, "Wang Xiaosan, you are blushing, why are you blushing?"

Wang Xiaosan blushed even more, lowered her eyelids, not daring to look into Linglong's eyes.

"Go and put on your shoes." He repeated with a straight face, a little annoyed.

Linglong couldn't help giggling.

Wang Xiaosan was furious because I didn't wear shoes! ——No, it's not that I don't wear shoes, I wear slippers.

Tang Xiaoming winked, and hurriedly brought a pair of flat satin shoes from the room, and with a smile on his face, "Miss San, can you change this pair of shoes?" Seeing Linglong smiling and nodding, he was relieved, half kneeling on the ground, Take off the clogs for Linglong and put on satin shoes.

Linglong sat upright, cleared her throat, "Your Excellency is visiting late at night, so I don't know what to teach you."

The tone is very polite and formal.

Wang Xiaosan turned around, looked at the tips of his toes, and said in a low voice, "You don't have to worry about the rumors in the city, I..." He suddenly looked up at Linglong, frowned, and said, "Little Bell, go and change into some clothes for meeting guests."

Linglong was furious, and stretched out her little hand to pat the table, "Wang Xiaosan, you are so talkative, you changed your shoes and clothes, is there any more?"

"Little Bell, you..." Wang Xiaosan felt helpless.

Linglong was proud, "You've come to my place, you know? You can do whatever you want, so don't be too picky, just go with the flow and be at peace with the situation!"

She was in great spirits, blissfully babbling nonsense, the corners of Wang Xiaosan's mouth slowly curled up, and peach blossom eyes sparkled.

"Hey, counting the days, you should be arriving in Jinling soon, why did you come back in the middle? You don't have to celebrate His Majesty's birthday anymore?" Linglong asked courteously.

Wang Xiaosan chuckled, "Why don't you use it? This year is my father's 45th birthday. He said it's his whole life, and he ordered me to return to Beijing."

Linglong nodded, "45 years old is a whole birthday, that's right, you should go back." She looked at Wang Xiaosan who was calm and calm in front of her, and became curious, "You've made such a fuss, can't you be in time to celebrate His Majesty's birthday? Hey, yes What are the consequences?"

The corners of Wang Xiaosan's mouth twitched, "The year my father came to the throne was also the year I was born. I heard from my mother that he had a very good temper when I was young, and he didn't get annoyed when I peed on his neck." , now..." He chuckled twice, which was meaningful.

Linglong felt very sympathetic, "It's strange if one person doesn't become autocratic after being the emperor for more than ten years."

"How is it now?" She asked with a smile.

"I wrote back, asking if it's okay if I don't go back to Beijing to celebrate my birthday? He wrote the reply in his own handwriting, just three words, 'try it'." Wang Xiaosan said lightly.

Linglong gasped.

The people on the roof had been paying attention to the surrounding movements, and when they saw the faint light of a lantern in the east, they immediately became alert.

A tall figure landed on the ground, knocked cautiously on the door, and replied in a low voice, "Third Young Master, there are two people from the east, who look like Uncle Yu and his servants..."

Linglong laughed unkindly, "Wang Xiaosan, it's not that I'm not hospitable, there's nothing I can do about it." She blinked at Wang Xiaosan with an innocent expression on her face.

Wang Xiaosan was angry and funny at the same time, "I came here to tell you two things. First, you don't have to worry about rumors in the city. I have my own way to deal with those talkative villains; second, my cousin doesn't need to Whoever I hide from, who dares to make her unhappy, I can't spare him."

"Wang Xiaosan, you are always so domineering and unreasonable." Linglong tut-tsk.

There were two more "duk tuk" sounds outside the door.

It seems that the person walking this way with a lantern is already very close.

Wang Xiaosan gazed at Linglong tenderly for a moment, stood up, and walked out at a leisurely pace, "Little Bell, goodbye."

Linglong froze for a moment, stood up and chased after her, "Hey, you should be arriving at Jinling soon after all the calculations, right? Did you come back like this just to tell me those two words?"

Wang Xiaosan smiled slightly, "Who made a special trip to come back just to tell you a few words? I have other things to do, just drop by."

"Hey—" Linglong was angry.

Wang Xiaosan looked back at her with a smile, and went to the room in a hurry.

"Wang Xiaosan, you scoundrel." Linglong looked at the place where his figure disappeared, angrily.

"Miss San, go to sleep, go to sleep." Tang Xiaoming pulled her anxiously.

Linglong was dissatisfied, "I was woken up after a good sleep, and now I don't feel sleepy at all, and you are urging me to sleep again." Tang Xiaoming smiled all over his face, "Hurry up, sister-in-law, grandpa is personally leading the servants to patrol the night It's almost here." Pulling Linglong towards the bed, Linglong kicked off her shoes and got on the bed.

The candles in the room were extinguished and it was pitch black.

(End of this chapter)