Aoyama

At the end of the year, everyone is reunited at home and enjoys family relationships to the fullest, but the Yuhua Pavilion by the river has become the most deserted place in the imperial city of Lin'an.

The young ladies are nestled in the conservatory, their hair untied and their make-up unpainted, all of them very presumptuous.Even if a benefactor comes, it must be a homeless and down-and-out master, who has flesh and blood, is very tolerant of appearance, and never makes trouble.

Only during this period of time, Ze Fei can relax and take good care of this dream castle surrounded by mountains and rivers.The pavilion is full of humidity, and all the moldy wood and boards must be replaced. In addition, the gatehouse damaged by the drunken guest must also be repaired uniformly.

He also asked for a lot of high-quality clothing materials from Sanhe Cloth Workshop, such as Yaochi silk from the southern country, Asian satin from the East China Sea, silk from the southern mountains of Xiling, and snowy brocade from the Northland, all of which were distributed to the young masters in each chamber.

We all know that Ze Fei is a powerful manager, and has people from all over the world, but he can't see him. No matter where he goes, he can't do without the crutch by his side.

Whenever she was free, Ze Fei still went to the wooden house to carve the qin, leaning on a cane.The clever young lady often took the opportunity to accompany her to say a few words, so that she became familiar with it: "Guan Si has been carving this Qin for a long time, right?"

Ze Fei smiled and carved three points into the wood.It is often said that there is a time when wood is born, and there is a day when sound is perfect, but this qin has been carved for ten years.

Ten years ago, that gentle and clean servant boy ran into the conservatory when he was drunk.Ze Fei took off all her clothes, but heard a sentence: "I only want your Guqin."

Ze Fei smiled, pinched the servant's face, and said evilly: "My qin is unparalleled in the world, unless you exchange it with 'green water and clear heart'."

Afterwards, the little servant changed his identity and became Minister of the Ministry of Officials.Master Shangshu is thin and thin, but he forcibly carried an ancient silver piano, and told him that this is 'green water and clear heart'.

How can the famous piano that has been in the East Palace for hundreds of years use inferior red luan paint?Ze Fei glanced at it: "Fake." Shang Shu refused to accept: "I found it from Xiling Road, how could it be fake?"

Ze Fei got annoyed, broke the string of the qin, threw it on the face of the person, and angrily reprimanded: "I don't know the goods, but I'm arty, that's all, as long as you are a master, you will be rewarded for everything."

Ye Guansi came to the rescue, but he saw that Mr. Zefei was not forgiving, and scolded Mr. Shangshu until his face was flushed, and he couldn't even say a word.

Some people are not born to be young ladies, but their fault lies in their fault. Ever since they changed their careers and became a supervisor, Ze Fei really liked this Lord Shangshu who endured humiliation.

From then on, when the Yuhua Pavilion changed, Master Fang and Master Peng did not come, and the Minister of the Ministry of Officials became the Minister of the Ministry of Households.Shangshu didn't urge him to ask for the guqin, he just took friends with him and asked him to accompany him to drink.

Because he was happy in his heart, he often said a few more words, asking for more benefits, until he annoyed the Young Master Qingyan who grew up with him.

Ze Fei laughed it off.He didn't realize how capable Young Master Qingyan was, but he just slept with the current emperor and let the emperor give birth to a son for him.

Thinking about it this way, it's fair.Ze Fei came back to her senses, still holding the carving knife in her hand, but the wood was scratched with ugly marks.

"Ling, go and get the box of cinnamon ointment from my room." Today I walked a lot, my legs hurt so much, and I sat for a long time, and I couldn't stand up.

"Ling, hurry up, I have to go to Boss Chen's place soon..." There was no movement, but he stretched his crutches and couldn't stand up.

Annoyed, he overturned the ten-year-old Gu Yinqin and wanted to scold him later.But in Qinjin's courtyard, the plum petals were like flocculents, and under the tree stood the gentle and clean Master Shangshu.Hubu Shangshu, Lin Yun.

This time, Lu Shui has a clear heart and a century-old piano, which is genuine.Zefei put away her wantonness, and said with a smile: "Officer Lin, in this twelfth lunar month, I have a heart for you." Obviously her legs were in severe pain, and she insisted on struggling to get up.

Lin Yun held Ze Fei's frighteningly trembling body, and said in a cold tone, "Sit down, don't use that mundane face to me." Ze Fei: "It's not a coincidence for the official to come, Xiaosheng just destroyed the piano, don't you deserve it?" Thank you for your precious kindness."

Lin Yun sighed, lifted the body of the piano and put it away, sat down and said: "Mr. Lin puts the great cause first, and the young master has a higher heart than the sky. You are right, but there is no fate in this life."

Ling handed the cinnamon ointment, and Ze Fei curled her lips: "You all go down." Unexpectedly, she didn't hesitate, in front of Lin Shangshu, she rolled up her trouser legs, rubbed the ointment and medicine on the creases of her legs, massaged and kneaded.

Seeing it, Lin Yun didn't change his face: "Ze Fei, I want you to be my master." Ze Fei smiled: "The words of the official sound, tsk tsk, sour." Lin Yun: "You won't understand even if you say it. .”

Zefei closed the osmanthus ointment and sighed: "I don't understand, Mr. Han understands." Lin Yun shook the feather fan lightly, as if there was a strong wind.

Since he came here alone, he was not afraid of being heard and passed on, and said calmly: "Master Han, although he came from Liuxing, he is the most respected person in Lin's life."

Zefei smiled sarcastically.

However, Lin Yun talked naturally, as if the person sitting opposite was not the manager of Yuhua Pavilion, but a bosom friend from the high mountains and flowing waters: "You know, Master Han checks and balances the princes on behalf of His Majesty, deters the powerful officials, and selects talents to ensure the smoothness of the court's policies. Promote it, the merit lies in the country."

The heavy meaning made Lin Yun hold his hands tightly.In front of Ze Fei, he has always looked like he can't provoke thorns - showing his ambition to ride the wind and waves, covering it with the pain of sick trees and sinking boats

Just, non-toxic, no husband.

That day, Chang Ming and others waited for a long time on the bank of the river, and finally saw a boat with a black awning coming back from the Jinjiang River.The lonely passenger on the bow, facing the wind and snow, is boundless, looking up to the sky and screaming.

"Chang Ming's advanced stage was just given to Yuhua Xiaoguan by adults?" In the tea house, Chang Ming greeted him with a wry smile, and the people sitting around were all close to the party and friends.

Lin Yun brushed his fan to clear the snow: "He's the manager, don't just talk about it, and be careful that Mr. Han will break your leg." Chang Ming laughed, waved his sleeves and waved tea.

After several people sat down, Liaoyou said: "My lord Han privately saw the Nine Emperors, and Mr. Jing'an has reported it to the emperor, and it is correct."

Chang Ming was purely curious, and asked one more question: "What's your majesty's reaction?" Liaoyou gave a blank look: "What else can I react, I was bitten by my dog." Chang Ming: "Be careful of your legs." Lin Yun didn't laugh.

A month ago, this group of people invited a stonemason from Wucheng to carve a piece of jade, and placed it under a thousand-year-old pine beside the Nuan River in the northern suburbs, inviting celebrities from all over the world to appreciate it.One stone, two discussions, startled a pool of gulls.

Lin Shangshu naturally also understands that marriage is a fake show, just think about it, and establishing a reserve is imperative, and sooner or later it cannot be avoided.So, taking this opportunity, he planted a few thorny vines between the emperor and the shadow department.

Chang Ming smiled: "Twenty-five, the last small court before New Year's Day, we will see for ourselves." In Lin Yun's eyes, a trace of pain flashed, like flowing clouds crossing the moon.

In the Jinjiang River, there are endless fireworks, and the warmth and coldness are unclear, and there are countless human stories flowing.After the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, the wind gradually tightened, and every family had scriptures that were hard to recite.

For several consecutive nights, Mr. Han sat in the Shadow Pavilion until dawn, and never returned to the mansion.For the first time in his life, he was afraid.

Before the case, the shadows of the candles were messy, Su Mu packed up the documents, and asked by the way: "What are you thinking, sir?" Han Shui fiddled with the wick, but said nothing.

"Marriage is nonsense, and the uncle, the uncle, and the old family will not agree." Su Mu has always been good at observing people's hearts, "My lord forced the establishment of the East Palace, not for selfishness, but for the country. Sooner or later, the emperor will understand of."

Han Shui looked at the half-circle moon in the sky, and asked calmly, "Hasn't the Ministry of War prepared the book yet?" Su Mu pretended to be confused, "Although Jing Lan is in the Ministry of War, she has been unsatisfactory for the past two years."

Han Shui: "There are still three days before the small court, he..." Su Mu smiled: "It's not that my lord doesn't know that the Ministry of War, the Military Mansion, and the Yuetian Camp have been working together for many years, and they only recognize the Qi family."

Half joking, half serious, but the arrow is on the string, so I have to say it.Han Shui sighed, put out the candle and went home.

He never told Qi Lin that in fact, on that rainy night three years ago, he promised to restore the family's foundation, but it was just a play.

Cut soldiers, return to farming, raise people...

Everything is going well, he doesn't want Yunmeng to cause any disturbance because of Qi Lin.What he thought was nothing more than to win the East Palace, stabilize the court situation, and then start well and end well, and live a sweet life.

Changle Street and Ningguo Street are only three squares away, and after a cup of tea, I am in awe, and I have arrived.When it came to the mansion, the lanterns were lit and the charcoal fire was roasting, and everything remained as before.

In the main courtyard, Xi Wu, Qiu Ban and other young masters, hugging their fur coats, knelt under the plum blossom tree, burning some paper.Han Shui glanced: "What's the matter?" Everyone panicked: "Your Excellency is back..." But they squeezed forward one by one, for fear of not showing their faces.

Qiu Ban replied: "Your Excellency didn't return all night, and the young masters were very concerned, so they went to the temple to ask the eldest son of the emperor for a peace talisman." Han Shui smiled: "Very considerate, I don't know who came up with the idea?"

A young man in blue stood up very proudly, and all the young men looked at him with jealousy.Without further ado, Han Shui asked Ari to beat the man thirty sticks and drive him out of the house.

Qiu Ban was so frightened that he didn't dare to vomit.Han Shui looked over one by one and asked, "Are you still talking nonsense?" Qiu Ban pleaded guilty on his knees: "I'm wrong, my lord."

Han Shui didn't care about it, and asked again: "Why don't you see Qi Lin?" Qiu Ban and Xi Wu looked at each other, and blushed again: "General Qi, he is doing it for your lord..." The two thought for a long time, and squeezed out a word .

"Warm the bed."

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