Yue Yuanyuan wore a bright red shirt today, her sleeves flowed like water when playing the piano, she no longer looked like a little maid, but rather like a shy young lady at home. Jiang Lingfei smiled and said, "Pair it with a pearl flower hairpin, and you can go out and get married."
"What, I don't want to marry." Yue Yuanyuan held down the strings, "Aunt Liu sent it in the morning, she is so snobbish, when the third young master was not at home, she didn't treat me badly, but I have never given such a good clothes before, and it is not because I want to curry favor with the future head."
"Looking at the style of the clothes, she might have misunderstood what is going on between you and me." Jiang Lingfei put down his glass and reminded, "Be careful that you won't get married in the future."
Yue Yuanyuan didn't care, so let's just misunderstand, anyway, I don't want to marry for a while, and I'm still waiting for the third young master to become the head of the family in the future, and promote myself to be the big housekeeper of Jiangfu!
That's right, our girl Yuanyuan is so ambitious. Before reaching the pinnacle of her life, all love and love have to stand aside. Jiang Sanshao, she actually doesn't really want to marry.
"There are too many people like Aunt Liu in the family." Yue Yuanyuan continued, "Now everyone knows that His Royal Highness Prince Xiao is on good terms with the third young master, and with the fifth master, but not with the eldest young master. Okay, so, many people who were standing on the other side of the Honghu Tower have begun to waver."
The Honghu Tower is the courtyard where Jiang Lingxu lives. It is full of guests on weekdays. It has indeed been depressed recently. On the contrary, Yanyuesha, which has not seen a single person for thousands of years, has gradually become bustling and noisy, and people are constantly seeing people off. All kinds of treasures came here, said to be for the third young master and Miss Yuanyuan to enjoy and enjoy, but they couldn't stop them, they polluted the peace and tranquility in vain.
Jiang Lingfei half closed his eyes, and continued to think about things. The cool wind in early autumn blows down the remaining flowers on the ground, the shadows of the trees are swaying, and the "rustle" is accompanied by the faint sound of the piano, the dark fragrance floats, and the dark sound also floats, making people drowsy more and more. Uninvited guests are coming to disturb you.
The courtyard door was pushed open with a "squeak", the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, Yue Yuanyuan got up and saluted: "Young master."
Jiang Lingfei also opened his eyes, yawned and sat up: "Why is big brother here?"
"I just went to visit my uncle. It's still early, so I came to see you." Jiang Lingxu signaled the rest of the people to retreat, and did not mince words. Go back to Jiang's house?"
Jiang Lingfei nodded: "I guess it will be here in two days." His eyes were sleepy, and the clothes were still stained with residual wine. He had a wandering image of wandering around the fireworks all year round, which really had nothing to do with the word "head" .
Jiang Lingxu looked at this younger brother, his throat rolled, and he really wanted to ask, why
Why did he come back, why did he suddenly have a close relationship with Fifth Uncle, why did King Xiao get involved, what happened to the old piano in Yaleju, and what did Yun Yifeng take away from it... There are too many questions. In the past few months, all kinds of things have come one after another, each of which is so unreasonable, and each of which has caught the young and the young of the Jiang family at a loss and caught them off guard. The head of the sect, which was bound to be won, suddenly became like the moon in the water and the sand in the wind, becoming an ethereal and unreachable existence.
Jiang Lingxu was completely panicked.
Although in the eyes of the servants, the young master is still handling family affairs in an orderly manner every day as usual, but only he knows what it will mean once Jiang Lingfei, Jiang Nanzhen and Ji Yanran join forces.
Jiang Lingfei said: "Uncle Wu is very capable, and it's not the first day that eldest brother knows about it. To be honest, even I don't know when he became friends with the prince."
While talking, he poured another glass of wine with his own hands, and said casually: "Actually, what's the good of being the head of the sect? It's a lot of work, and you have to be plotted against. If my uncle wasn't the head of the sect, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to survive now." , Die or not, does the eldest brother say so?"
Holding the wine glass, Jiang Lingxu's fingers trembled slightly. For more than ten years, he had painstakingly planned every step of the way. He was about to achieve his goal, but...how could he be willing, but he had to be willing.
Jiang Lingfei shook his head secretly, and drank the pear flower in his hand in one gulp. It was sweet and refreshing, and it was the best wine.
It's a pity that I can't drink this good wine with my friends. Instead, I have to look at the bitter and bitter face of my elder brother, which is really disappointing.
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The Danfeng City in autumn is indeed full of mountains and golden red maple forests. When the sun shines, it is very beautiful and magnificent.
Literati and scholars went out for an outing in the city together, sang to their heart's content in the flowing water, and the long poems danced wildly like snowflakes. Yun Yifeng watched it for fun, so he also went in and drank a few glasses of other people's wine, and ate half of a free roast chicken, before he wiped his mouth with satisfaction, and said goodbye with fists in his hands, goodbye.
Ji Yanran asked: "Didn't you write two sour poems?"
"If I write a poem, I must be the first to write it to the prince. How can I let others take advantage of it first." After Yun Yifeng finished speaking, he handed the chicken leg to Mei Zhusong, "Try it, senior, the cook of the barbecue said himself It comes from the Qianlun Grassland, so it’s a taste of home.”
Mei Zhusong laughed and said, "After the great victory in the Northwest, Daliang signed a peace covenant with all the ministries, and they visited each other frequently. Many of my clan members went to Daliang to study and do business. This is all due to the prince."
Yun Yifeng wiped his hands clean, and reluctantly glanced at the mountain again.
Wealth is stable, culture is prosperous, and all ethnic groups are harmonious and harmonious, and they are intoxicated in the beauty of the golden autumn.
This should be the most praised in the history books, Qingping and prosperity.
It's just that in the peaceful and prosperous age, there are also troubles in the peaceful and prosperous age.
For example, if you were born in a troubled world and couldn't even get enough to eat, no one would have the heart to fight for the goddamn leader.
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In the palace, Li Jing was reviewing the memorial. There is another table under it. Li Jun is holding a thick book in his hands. He feels drowsy and drowsy after reading it. He originally thought that when he returned to the royal city this time, because he had made some small contributions in the northwest, he would definitely be able to live the life of a prince who walks birds, raises flowers, and spends money and money. Northwest's performance didn't seem so stupid, and he had a bit of a sense of the overall situation, so Li Jing ordered him to be familiar with military tactics and great country etiquette, and to learn how to be a qualified royal family member, so that he can prepare for the future. What's needed - anyway, now that the Yang family is down, I'm not afraid of other troubles happening again.
Li Jun was heartbroken and mustered up her courage seven or eight times, but she didn't dare to tell Brother Huang that he really only wanted to open a tailor shop, or a flower, bird, fish and insect shop, or something else in the future.
Eunuch Desheng sent a letter and said in a low voice, "Flying Eagle hastened to send it."
"Flying Eagle" is not a person, but an imperial court agency responsible for listening to news from all walks of life. It can be regarded as the "Storm Gate" that only obeys the emperor's orders. Li Jing picked up the wax and found a thin piece of paper with only a few lines written on it, but he frowned and said nothing for a long time. The atmosphere was too depressing, so depressing that Li Jun didn't dare to yawn any more, and only thought tremblingly, what's going on here
After a long time, Li Jing wrote a secret decree.
"Eight hundred miles, hurry up, use the fastest speed, and hand it over to King Xiao!"
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There are exotic flowers and plants planted everywhere in Jiangjia Villa, Yun Yifeng wandered around, but he still likes Yanyuesha the most.
Jiang Lingfei said: "If you like it, you can stay for a few more days. The grapes on the shelf are also ripe. Pick some, and I will teach you how to make wine. There is also smoked red meat from Chuzhou, which is sliced and roasted carefully over charcoal fire. It is best paired with sweet wine."
"It's just in this smoky moon veil that there is still some fun in the world." Yun Yifeng poured the wine, "Just now Miss Yuanyuan took me to Yaleju, and met many people along the way, either trembling or glaring, otherwise Even if you look like a thief, you will have a layer of hair on your back."
Jiang Lingfei smiled and said: "When Uncle Wu takes over as the head, let's go back to Wangcheng. Although Yanyuesha is good, but out of Yanyuesha, other places are really boring. Why don't we go back and accompany our godmother."
The two were talking, and Mei Zhusong came in from outside the hospital carrying a medicine box. He had been seeing Jiang Nandou for the past few days, and he had spent a lot of energy.
"Senior, please sit down." Yun Yifeng moved the bamboo chair for him, and then asked, "How is Sect Master Jiang?"
"The recovery is not bad." Mei Zhusong said, "I stimulated his acupoints with silver needles, and he already has some sensations."
Jiang Lingfei was overjoyed: "Really?"
Mei Zhusong nodded: "However, going crazy during the practice has hurt your vitality. Even if you can wake up in the future, I'm afraid it will be the root cause of the disease. You need to take good care of it. It is absolutely unsuitable for you to be the head of the school."
"As long as uncle can wake up, he doesn't have to be the head of the sect." Jiang Lingfei said, "If it doesn't work, I will buy him a house in Wangcheng so that he can spend his old age in peace."
As for who will be handing over the affairs of the Jiang family in the future, the succession ceremony for Jiang Nanzhen's head will be scheduled in ten days' time. His arrogance was so high that he was at the height of his power, and even his disciples were also high-spirited, walking sideways like a crab, and the first to bear the brunt was Jiang Lingxu's people-not to mention being ridiculed, but still unable to reply, as much as possible, as much as possible. As for Jiangling Temple, because he didn't show his sharpness before, he was pinched before his ambition was on the rise, and Li Qinghai wrote another letter, ordering not to cause trouble, so everyone only regarded him as the refined and refined fourth young master, but I didn't suffer much.
The servants with a bad mouth were making jokes in secret, talking about the Honghu Tower, bah, the young master is not even as good as a fallen capon now.
At dusk, Jiangnan Zhen was doing exercises with his eyes closed, there was no wind around, but the lights on the table were shaking slightly.
A person quietly appeared in the room.
Jiang Nanzhen opened his eyes, looked at the other party coldly, and asked, "What are those accounts?"
There is no such thing as a "qin fanatic" at all. The so-called "qin fanatic" is just a story that he thought of the old piano in Yale Juzhong in a hurry, and made up a story to perfuse Ji Yanran. The only thing that really existed was the masked man in black in front of him from the beginning to the end.