There are dense ink marks on it, which is an urgent report from the border, but at the end there is a vermilion cinnabar imperial approval!
The moment she finished reading, a boundless absurdity overwhelmed her.
Jiang Xuening couldn't believe the words he saw at the end. The tears in his eyes were mixed with hatred and unwillingness.
Wei Liang came down from the upstairs, not knowing the identity of the person who came, let alone the relationship between Jiang Xuening and the person just now, but the sound of "Sir" was a bit unusual.
Has he ever seen a girl cry
At this moment, I was simply helpless.
Jiang Xuening's fingers holding the page of paper slowly tightened, and only said to Wei Liang, "Go back."
If he heard this just now, he would be overjoyed immediately.
After all, it meant he could sneak away.
However, at this moment, Wei Liang agreed, but he didn't dare to run even if he wanted to, worried that something might happen to her.
Jiang Xuening stood there for a while, put away the letter, and then called the person who brought him when he came out. He left a message to You Fangyin, who had not finished the discussion in Qingyuan, and returned to Xiebaiju first.
You Fangyin knew that she planned to see Lu Xian today.
As soon as the Qingyuan discussion was over, he came to Guanlan Teahouse, but he didn't see anyone. After getting the words, he hurried back to the Xiebaiju, but he screened Jiang Xuening back to the left and right, and sat alone in the water pavilion, staring at the fishing rod on the railing in a daze.
Intuition told her that something seemed to have happened that she did not know.
She hesitated for a moment and stepped forward.
His voice had softened, as if he was afraid of disturbing her, so he only asked: "The girl guessed right, although Lu Xian has not been in Jinling these days, but when the government issued the Yanyin, he immediately appeared in Qingyuan. After the discussion was over, the others went out. Didn't you see him?"
Jiang Xuening looked back at her and said slowly, "No need to see you."
You Fangyin was stunned.
Jiang Xuening asked, "How about the Yan Yin thing?"
You Fang said: "I had already prepared a large amount of silver taels, but when we were discussing matters in the Qingyuan, the officials of the two Huai Huai Patrol Salt Road said that since we came from Shu, we should not be involved in the Jiangnan salt affairs, and even the opportunity to bid is lost. No. Strange to say, although Lu Xian went, he only joined in the fun, and did not bid a lot of salt for a high price. "
Jiang Xuening was not surprised.
The words from Xie Wei Guanlan downstairs echoed in her mind repeatedly. After overlapping one after another, she was like a shredded cocoon, but slowly weaved an almost crazy speculation in her heart!
-At this moment, the situation in the imperial court in Beijing is on the brink, and the dispute between Buddhism and Buddhism has intensified. Xie Wei came to Jiangnan, and he said that he would go to the border in three days...
If it was someone else, Jiang Xuening would not dare to think about it.
After all, what a horrible guess!
But unfortunately, the person who said this was Xie Wei.
A wooden box with a lock was placed on the table next to it.
The page also fell on the edge of the box.
Jiang Xuening turned his head, opened the lock, and slowly pushed the wooden box away. There was neither a pearl nor a treasure in it, but a handful of old loess.
You Fangyin suddenly realized something.
Jiang Xuening gave her a relieved smile and said, "Also, Lao Fangyin should clear up the money and property we can use in advance. I'm afraid that it will be too late to plan."
You Fangyin was silent for a long time and said, "Yes."
Jiang Xuening took the box, collected the page, and returned to his room.
She originally made an appointment with Lu Xian but did not go to see him, and Lu Xian did not send anyone to ask.
In the afternoon of the third time, You Fangyin had counted all the complicated accounts overnight, and Jiang Xuening took the carriage to go out, and went to the annex where Lu Xian lived, which had been inquired a few days ago.
The place is quiet in the middle of the hustle and bustle, in an alley by the Qinhuai River.
The carriage had just arrived at the alley. She lifted the curtain and saw a charcoal seller sitting at the alley, looking like one of the group of people she saw downstairs that day.
The other party's breath is restrained and his eyes are bright.
Although he saw her at a glance, he didn't react, so he buried his head and continued to sell.
Jiang Xuening knew that he was right.
She got off the carriage and walked into the alley.
It rained in autumn last night, the weather turned cooler, and the fragrance of osmanthus wafted faintly from the courtyard wall by the alley, but it was very quiet. There was a quiet courtyard at the end, and the door was guarded. When Jiang Xuening stopped, he encountered an unexpected old friend here.
It was a quiet and indifferent woman.
She was wearing a light blue pleated skirt, with no extras, only two crescent white jade ear lobes hanging on her earlobes, and a jade belt around her waist.
At this moment, holding a volume of poetry in his hand, he is standing under the steps.
In the past two years, Jiang Xuening has seen each other.
In the past years, she almost became the young lady of the scholar who was reading with Yang Zhizhai, Fan Yilan.
When she went to Shuzhong from the capital, Fan Yilan happened to be there, and she was a nodding acquaintance. Her temperament is also indifferent. Although she is a woman, she has a bit of a high-ranking style. Jiang Xuening has a good impression of her.
During that time in the middle of Shu, the two traveled together in the mountains and waters.
Later, when Fan Yilan left Shuzhong, they cut off contact.
Unexpectedly, now I have met here.
She walked over and heard Fan Yilan say to the person at the door: "Student Fan Yilan, I was taught by Mr. Xie in the past, one day's grace, I heard that Mr. is in Jinling, and I came here to meet you."
The man at the door seemed to recognize her, and only said, "You have come three times."
Fan Yilan seemed a little embarrassed: "Please pass the message."
The man at the door said, "Then wait a moment, I'll take a look."
Fan Yilan said thank you, without any impatience, just watched the man go, and stood there waiting.
Her appearance is not very eye-catching, but she has a sense of tranquility and indifference, but it is enviable.
Jiang Xuening got closer, only to see that she was holding a collection of poems.
Yes.
At that time, Fan Yilan Zhuo had a talent for poetry, and he was reading with Yang Zhizhai in the election. Who would have thought that Xie Wei's words "there are no good poems in the palace" would easily dismiss her, but it seemed to wake her up and fulfill her current commander-in-chief The name of a talented girl who is praised by everyone.
Fan Yilan was a little nervous at first. When Jiang Xuening was far away, she was talking to the person at the door without noticing it.
She didn't realize it until someone approached.
Surprised, he fixed his eyes and laughed suddenly: "Miss Jiang, why are you here?"
Jiang Xuening avoided talking about his intentions, glanced at the ceremony for a moment, but said, "Miss Fan?"
Fan Yilan didn't think much, but said, "I went to Jinling the day before yesterday, and I saw Mr. Xie on the road, and he said it was a mistake. I found out it was true after inquiring. In recent years, I have visited the gentleman with several writings, firstly to thank the gentleman for his kindness, and secondly to ask the gentleman for some guidance. But the first two times, they said that the gentleman was resting and did not dare to disturb him, so I will come again today."
Jiang Xuening didn't answer.
Fan Yilan still felt puzzled when he mentioned it: "It's strange, I came in the afternoon the day before yesterday. After Mr. Wen had a rest, he chose to come in the morning yesterday, and he also said that Mr. was resting..."
The day before yesterday to yesterday.
Jiang Xuening seemed to have knocked over the bottle of five flavors in his heart, and he didn't know why he replied to Fan Yilan's words. He only smiled slowly and said, "Maybe this is the first time I came to Jinling, and I was tired all the way."
New to Jinling
Fan Yilan gave her a slightly surprised look.
At this moment, she suddenly realized that Jiang Xuening only asked her what she was doing, but did not say what she was doing.
She wanted to find out.
At this time, a sword book in a dark green outfit came out. He was going to go out to do business, so he came to send Fan Yilan away, and stepped out of the door and said, "Miss Fan, sir is still resting, please another day. Come again."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Jiang Xuening standing beside Fan Yilan.
Fan Yilan was disappointed.
A bit of regret flashed in her eyes, and she just bowed and said, "Since that's the case, I'll come to see you another day."
Jian Shu's eyes fell on Jiang Xuening: "Miss Ning..."
Jiang Xuening had just heard what he said to Fan Yilan, and said, "Then I will come back tomorrow."
Sword Book doesn't mean that.
After all, he had seen his husband look like two years ago, and knew how special Jiang Xuening was.
He was busy at the moment: "No, please wait a moment."
Jiang Xuening was startled.
Fan Yilan also looked at her.
Jian Shu didn't have time to explain anything, so he turned back and went back to the annex, and came out very quickly, his pace seemed to be a little hurried, when he came to the door again, he was a little out of breath, only said: "Mr. Fang has already got up, please come in. "
Fan Yilan: "..."
This was not said to her, she could easily judge.
Jiang Xuening was also silent for a moment, then walked past Fan Yilan, went up the steps, and went into the annex.
Jian Shu bowed towards Fan Yilan, then returned to the annex, walking ahead to guide Jiang Xuening.
Only Fan Yilan was left on the spot.
Standing outside the door of the annex, she was thoughtful, and a little bit of astringency surfaced in her heart, but she smiled again after a while. The volume of well-written poems that she brought, like a light cloud, was thrown away casually by her, but she was relieved.
Xie Wei was awakened by Jianshu.
The twilight outside the window was dark, but it was warmer than the north, and there was moist moisture floating in the void. Just sitting up, in a trance for a moment, I knew that it was not the climate of the capital.
There is a cinnamon stick in the plum bottle.
It seemed like I had slept for a long time.
The porridge in the small kitchen has been boiled and changed.
After listening to Jianshu's words, he put on his clothes and got up.
Daoqin immediately brought the prepared hot porridge, put it on the table, and placed a few dishes of small dishes, and did not dare to put anything meaty. It was because Xie Wei had not eaten anything decent on the way to Jinling. One was afraid that he would not be able to eat greasy food, and the other was that he was afraid of hurting his stomach. Only the clear porridge and side dishes were more secure.
He was also tired of talking and sat down to drink porridge.
After a while, Jian Shu brought Jiang Xuening to him, Xie Wei had pale cheeks, drank half a bowl of porridge, and said, "Come in."
The expression on his face and the tone of voice he spoke were the same as when she was her husband in the capital.
As if the confrontation in the Wall Reading Hall had never happened.
Jiang Xuening walked in, bowed in a proper manner, and said, "I have seen Mr.
He didn't respond at all, holding a white porcelain spoon in one hand, stirring the porridge bowl in front of him, watching the little white air floating up, but he didn't ask her how she was thinking, but instead asked: "Have you eaten rice? ?"