Mei Gongqing

Therefore, Chen Rong led the four chestnuts and quietly returned to the courtyard in the curious eyes of Chen Wei and others.

As soon as she arrived in the courtyard, she called Sang, pointing at the four chestnuts, and said in a clear voice: "Well, the world is uncertain. Can you leave me alone for many years without assets? The four chestnuts, you give them to Ping Yu, let her handle it. ”

Speaking of which, she blinked at the monk.

Sang immediately understood, his hands arched and answered loudly: "Yes. ”

He turned to the servants who had just returned, “Everybody, get over here and reload the food. It's getting late. We have to get them out of here. ”

“Yes.”

As soon as Chestnut moved out of the carriage, the four carriages belonging to the Li family turned back.

They just left, and Chen Wei and Chen Xi curiously went behind Chen Yong and asked, “Yong, what are you doing? ”

Chen Yong just smiled. "Nothing. ”

“How can it be nothing?” Chen Xi was very dissatisfied. She glanced at Chen Rong and drank: “Ah Rong, you are getting more and more irregular. ”

Chen Rong smiled. She turned around and blessed the two women. “Sisters, there really is nothing. ”

Chen Xi choked and glanced at her. Faced with her full face of unhappiness, Chen Long's face was hung with a shallow smile. There was no explanation.

After everyone retreated, the night fog came and the lights were bright in Nanyang City.

Chen Rong sat in the courtyard, playing a seven-string violin on his own, and Sang stood behind him and listened to the gorgeous sound of the violin.

After a while, the music stopped, and Sang approached, asking: "The old slave hears leisure from the girl's music.” He's been listening to Chen Rong play the piano every day for months, and he can actually hear three of them. His face was worried, and he paused, and he said, "Girl, how could Madame agree to give it back to you? ”

Chen Yong frowned and said: “Only the Li family was there. I frightened her and she gave me the food. ”

Sang was shocked and said in unison: “How can a woman scare her if she is still the elder of a woman? What if she hates her heart and gets hurt all the time?” Chen Yong's right index finger touched the string, and after a string of crisp music, he said: “If I don't go for the chestnut, will they let me go? Will you be nice to me? Will you hurt me? ”

Shaking her head, she sighed: "No. ”

Chen Zheng nodded, "If so, why should I take these things into account? ”

Shannon silenced and muttered: “The old slave is still disturbed. ”

Chen Yong did not answer.

As the night grew deeper and deeper, in the subtle courtyard next door, it was already a laughter array.

Looking at the lit courtyard, listening to the giggling voice, he looked at Chen Yong and sighed a long time. “How good would it be if a woman were with her father and brother? ”

Answering him was the rushing sound of the piano.

This evening, the main yard lights were bright and hidden, but had nothing to do with Chen Yong.

The next day, another big day.

It's been a while now, but the weather is still burning, and people are a little worried. If it's another warm winter, I'm afraid next year's harvest will be worse.

Early in the morning, Chen Rong wore a green ice dude that had just arrived yesterday and was dressed with a yellow trim. Chen Yong's five officials are gorgeous, her skin is plump, and wearing this clothing reduces the overall appearance of flourish, adding a calm and elegant atmosphere, which she likes the most.

After dressing up fresh and wearing a veil cap, Chen Rong boarded a carriage and was ready to go out to see Ping and others.

As the carriage drove into Nanyang City, Chen Rong found that there were 35% of people in the street who were stealing whispers. One face was worried.

Shanxi overstepped and whispered to Chen Rong in the carriage: “Girl, something is going on. ”

As soon as his voice dropped, he heard a young man's long sigh in the carriage in front of him, “Luoyang is trapped, it's difficult to build back, what can you do? ”

His sigh dropped and a low cry came.

Listening to the whimpering, the eyes of sympathy were raised.

Sang stopped the carriage and asked a middle-aged fat man dressed as a servant of the extended family: "Brother Tai, what happened? ”

This man is obviously a manager. He glanced at Chen Rong's carriage, his eyes flashed with disgrace. However, he replied Sang Yun, “Today we get the sound of the sound, those families who left Nanyang City and went back to Jiankang, met the beard, all killed! ”

Sang was shocked, and he said in a hurry: "All killed? Is it true that Hu has been ambushed on the road? ”

Fatty nodded, "That's what they say.” He sighed a long time, "my lord sold the field shop, thinking of going back to Jiankang. Now hear the news, hey, hey...” He shook his head and walked away impeccably.

Sang also sighed briefly for a while. Suddenly he remembered something. He turned to Chen Cheng and whispered: “Woman, are you expecting this?” Otherwise, why would she ask him to buy the fields in a month?

In the carriage, there was a faint voice from Chen, “I'm not a cactus. How can I expect anything like God? Just a coincidence. ”

Think about it. Nod your head.

The carriage headed towards South Street.

As Sang walked, pointing to the shop by the road, he said: "Girl, this family is yours too. It was originally selling food and the warehouse was empty when it was bought and closed long ago. And this house, which was originally a restaurant, was also closed. By the way, girl, yesterday when the four cars of chestnuts were handed over to Ping. Ping said that she left three cars for the girls, and the one left should be able to open three stores, which would be no problem to sustain the livelihoods of the five of them. ”

This Chen Cheng was not interested, she nodded at random.

At that point, there was a hustle and bustle ahead.

Chen Yong looked curiously through the curtain seam.

Appearing in her field of view, is a convoy of six carriages, painted gold and generous and luxurious in the front.

Outside this convoy, there are a dozen carriages surrounded. Those around them laughed with great respect as they spoke to the painted golden carriage.

Chen Rong just glanced at him and said urgently: “Back off, back off. ”

“Yes.”

Sang-chun hurried the carriage toward the street.

Chen Rong looked to the left and right and called out: “There's an alley there. Go back there. ”

“Yes.”

Fortunately, the technical furnace for driving the carriage was pure green. He swayed with a long whip and moved it a few cleverly, retreating the carriage into a dark alley.

Once in the alley, Chen Rong was relieved.

She quietly lifted the curtains and looked out.

From her point of view, you can see the golden carriage lifting a corner, the fat Nanyang Wang is proud of his head and saying something. By his side are the great martyrs of Weinono. Chen Yong looked and Chen Ji Heran was among them.

Suddenly, Chen Yong's face changed, and the dark thought: No, the big family could not leave Nanyang City, so they had to do their best to please the Nanyang King.

Sang extended his neck and looked at the scene, curious to say: "Weird, how come these people didn't come to see the King's Palace in Nanyang, but what was all the fuss in the street? ”

Chen Yongzhu said, bluntly: “That's because, as everyone knows, Nanyang Wang likes to tell everyone in this way, he is the biggest in Nanyang City! ”

And when she said this, she whispered, "It looks like they won't be gone for a moment and a half. Let's go back. ”

“Yes.”

When the carriage returns, Chen Jung pulls down the curtains.

She sat in the carriage, strangling her hands and thinking.

As the carriage drove out of South Street, Chen Yong heard a repressed cry in the carriage next to him, "Why? I've already given it to Liu Lang. Why should I attend the Nanyang Wang Palace banquet? ”

The young woman's voice had just fallen, and a middle-aged woman whispered: “What can I do about it? The master sent away the handbooks of Sima Qian, who had been in the house for many years, but the staff said that the king did not like this mess. Neither can Master Lang. ”

The young woman screamed, “It doesn't matter if you can't go back to Jiancang for a while. Isn't it General Wan who protects us? Why would you want to please that old bastard? ”

The middle-aged woman's voice was bitter, “The girl didn't know anything about it, so in convenience, King Nanyang sent orders to all the big families, saying that Humanity was going south. For the safety of Nanyang City, he had to send some family members outside the city. ”

As soon as the young woman stopped crying, she shouted, "Stay out of town? ”

And the middle-aged woman said, "Yes, or else why would Master Lang do that? Now it's not just Master Lang, all the big families send their beautiful daughter to ask King Nanyang to change his mind. ”

The farther the conversation goes, the farther the horse racket buckles.

At this point, the sound of fashion comes from the outside, "Girl?” Very disturbing in the voice.

In the carriage, Chen Rong's hands were constantly hanging. Not long later, she suddenly asked: "Hey, stop for a second and ask General Wan which province he is now in. ”

"- [sic]" Yes. ”

Shortly afterwards, Jean jumped onto the carriage and said: "Girl, he is in the capital. ”

“Go to the Mansion of Huan. ”

“Yes.”

In order to avoid King Nanyang's convoy, it took nearly an hour for the carriage to reach outside a side door of the Mansion.

As soon as the carriage stopped, Sang walked towards the doorman.

Chen looked in the carriage and lifted a corner of the curtain. Her eyes were still clear, but her eyes were blind.

After a while, Jean came and drove the carriage through the side door into the Mansion.

As soon as he entered the Palace of Huan, he began to hear a lot of music. Unlike the usual chanting sound, it contains an unusual kite sound.

When Chen Yongzheng's ears listened, suddenly, he shouted loudly. Just as the sound stopped, it was a powerful drum.

Outside the carriage, Shannon said: "Girl, the doorman said, General Van is playing drums on the campus. He also said that those who were now coming to General Wan by the extended family were denied access. Except for the young lady. ”

Chen Yong-eun shouted.

Shortly afterwards, the carriage drove out of the square.

Not even close, Chen Zheng smelled the fat powder. When she was choking, Sang's voice came from the outside, “Why are there so many girls? ”

Chen Rong quickly lifted the curtain.

This, too, is a shock. She only sees the area around the square, a pink and dairy green, and all of them are young girls, not to mention fifty or sixty.

At this moment, these young girls are staring right into the middle of the square.

Chen Rong looked at them.

At one glance, she quickly retracted her gaze.

Standing in the middle of the square, it was Min, at this moment, he was barefoot, his long black hair tied with a red ribbon and his thin lips tightened into a line.

It has to be said that the soldier has been in perfect shape for many years, his slightly sweaty muscle, white and slightly brown in the sun. That wide shoulder, thin waist, long legs, like a flock of cranes, suddenly compare the surrounding samurai teenagers with powder on them. That's the extraordinary Kushiro, too.

At this time, he, with a differential leg, was beating the drum again and again. Next to him, Huanjiulong sat down with a kite in front, tapped with his left hand and pulled with his right hand in a row.

The two work together perfectly, the kite sounds softly, the drums are hidden, the kite sounds smooth and the drums are heavy. It sounds like it went back hundreds of years. Zhuge Liang sat like this in the open, empty city playing the piano, beneath him is Simaan's thousands of army horses.

The kite sounds loud, empty, without sorrow and joy, as if it were an outsider, standing on the cloud, looking down at the dust of history. The drums were painful and powerful, as if the General for the rest of the Hundred Wars, stood in front of a tired white bone, crying for the heavens!

This suddenly, painfully, together, has an ultimate aesthetic.

It's a music that Chen Yong has never heard, a music that goes beyond her cognition.

She sinks into the music technique, she can also be said to be a knowledgeable person, but at this moment, the only thing that floats in her heart is shock! She suddenly discovered that her gorgeous, sophisticated music was too small and too shallow in this great sad and hidden music.

Not only is Chen Jung superficial, as Min punched, his firm muscles danced in the sun, an extreme, masculine beauty, this beauty is comparable to the beauty of Yingkang fighting iron in the past, playing Guangling dispersion during the sentence.

Therefore, every time the drum kite announces a paragraph, the women scream at the same time. The beautiful eyes are glued to the body of Lin, on the face of the handsome. Yet Min never lifted his head, and did not seem to notice the eyes of all the women who admired him.

No one noticed Chen Cheng coming.

Chen Rong lifted the curtain and listened to this wonderful side ear. It took a coincidence of opportunity. It took a blessing for the mind to play the music. For a long time, she closed her eyes and tightened them.

I don't know how long later, the kite sounds stopped suddenly. As Min looked up and smiled, his hands threw the hammer far away. He shouted: "Painful, painful! ”

He was proud that the laughter of the dry cloud had not stopped, and the ladies had screamed and rushed to him and Jiulong.

In the blink of an eye, the two were drowned in a dusty, pink and green scent.

At this time, Chen Shung retracted his gaze and lowered his voice: “Go back.” Sang-hee nodded and drove back: in this situation, General Wan had no time to receive the little girl, not worth mentioning.

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