083 double falling into the water

"I don't care!" Cheng Xueyao curled her lips and said, "Even if you are the prime minister, you are just a slave of the emperor. If I marry..."

She suddenly stopped her voice and looked at Cheng Xueyan, who was in a daze: "Why hasn't my sister been talking? Are you also worried about marriage?

Before Cheng Xueyan could recover, she said, "From beginning to end, the people who propose marriage to her sister will step on the threshold. My sister doesn't know. Although we don't say it, we are really envious..."

The wine came up a little, which made her dizzy. She didn't know whether it was a compliment or a derogatory, but she only saw Cheng Xueman turn her eyes and drank another cup.

The boat is slow, and there are songs floating in from the outside. It is Miao Tong and Qi Tong singing "Lotus in the Snow". They were in a good mood, but the song lost its sadness.

It's already night, and lotus flowers are standing quietly in the mist of light yarn, with a dark fragrance.

I don't know if I'm drunk or fragrant, but I feel that my soul is floating. I walk into the lotus bush and sleep drunk in the tender yellow silk stamens...

In a trance, it was Bitong's shaking face.

She opened her eyes with difficulty, but saw Bitong sewing a dress under the lamp. Seeing her wake up, she hurriedly served a cup of lotus root juice.

Although the lotus root juice is sweet, her mouth can't taste anything.

"How long have I been sleeping?"

Bitong looked at the copper leak in the corner of the room: "It's less than an hour."

She sat up with effort and only felt dizzy.

"The girl drank a lot today. Let's sleep a little longer and wake up tomorrow morning." Bitong hurriedly waited for her to lie down again.

"Why don't you sleep?"

She saw that Bitong picked up her clothes again.

"I want to make this dress quickly, and the girl will feel better when she puts it on..." She said for a moment, but did not panic, but looked at the girl worriedly.

"Did I... say something nonsense?" Cheng Xueyan was afraid after drinking for herself again.

When she first drank pear blossom white and wine, she only felt sweet, smooth and delicious, and it was not intoxicating. She drank nearly a bottle at ease, but she didn't think it was very strong. She only remembered that Miaotong and Qitong sang outside the boat, and then she floated into the lotus bushes...

Walking into the lotus bush...

"The girl fell into the water..." Bi Tong bit her lip and bit her lips: "At that time, I sat in the bow with Miao Tong. Miao Tong said that the girl came out. I looked back and saw that the girl fell into the water... The second girl and the third girl were scared. At that time, we were the only ones on the lake, and it was late at night, and no one came after shouting for a long time. Later, we heard a 'puff' sound. We just thought that someone had fallen into the water in the chaos, and we didn't want to be Mr. Kuang..."

Cheng Xueyan's heart trembles...

"Mr. Kuang rescued the girl. At that time, the girl was out of breath." Bitong's eyes turned red again: "Then Mr. Besides..."

Bitong couldn't go on and just bowed her head in a hurry.

Cheng Xueyan has a black line in her brain. Shouldn't he use advanced mouth-to-mouth artificial respiration?

"After the girl came back, she kept shouting for Mr. Ling to propose marriage..."

propose marriage? Let Ling Su come to Chengfu to propose marriage? That's a good idea. Why didn't you think of it? No, that's what I think, but...

"Mr. Kuang..."

"Mr. Kuang rescued the girl and left. The second girl and the third girl were relieved when they found that the girl had nothing to do. Qian told Wan not let the master and his wife know about this..."

This is natural, otherwise no one can escape the penalty.

"What's more, sir..." Bitong peeked at her and stopped talking.

"What's wrong with him?"

"He is... quite good." Bitong lowered her head and continued to sew clothes.

Why doesn't she understand Bitong's meaning? Just...

"First put the clothes and get the paper and pen..."

"Does the girl want to change her clothes?"

"No, I'm going to write a letter," she looked at Bitong calmly: "Let Ling Su propose marriage..."

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The letter was sent out the next day.

Before, Bitong advised her to wait a little longer. She also knew that it was not appropriate to take the initiative, but now the situation in the house... The women don't stay here and there. I don't know who will become whose "enmity". It's nothing, but they will eat her alive. Besides, Ling Su has no news for a long time, and maybe he is also thinking about what to do. Maybe he is guessing her mind like he did. If he hears any bad rumors again, it will be bad. There are many dreams at night, but it will change later. It's better to remind him. She consciously said it euphemistically and did not lose her identity as a woman. Now the only regret is that this wonderful plan was put forward by herself. Why didn't he think of it...

Now that the letter has been sent out, the thoughtlessness that has been hanging for many days has been stopped, waiting for the final news.

Seeing that the master was in good spirits, Bitong took out the clothes made overnight for her to try on.

From the outer skirt to the bra, it is made of plain brocade. The color is not only snow-white, but also plain and textureless. It is really plain to the end, and the style is extremely simple, but it is better than being soft and smooth. Wearing it on the body. Even if there is no wind, the skirt swing is also slowly, like a fairy.

Bitong looked at the girl with approval: "It's said that if you want to be pretty, you should be filial. The girl's body is like wearing the cloud on her body, but it's beautiful. Madam is afraid to see it..."

Cheng Xueyan changed her dress slowly and picked two beads in her makeup.

This is the jewelry sent by the gold shopkeeper this month. She has not been in the mood recently. She only randomly drew two of the gadgets she bought in her previous life. One is a light pink pearl the size of a mung bean surrounded by an oval, which is made of patterned jade into five petals. The stamens are made of ink blue broken crystals, one is like a flower buds full of pearls and jade, and the gold shopkeeper's most satisfied is that these two beads are abandoned. In the past, the hairpin handle was fixed on a small button with a snap with two spirals on the back. Neither of these two things can be made of gold and silver, because they are too soft. They can only be replaced with copper, and then plated with gold or silver for decoration. He made a lot of money for this. When he was happy, he calculated ten taels of silver for Cheng Xueyan and asked her to design more jewelry with small profits and quick-selling in the future.

I chose a satin box with golden silk sea beast grape patterns and packed two things. Things are not worth much, but it feels different when put in such a seemingly valuable box. Then let Bitong fold the clothes.

"Take it with you. Let's go to Mr. Dai's place."

Bitong followed with her clothes full of questions.

Daizhen also lives in Chengfu, in the courtyard in the northwest, the famous Chenlou. Originally, it was called Guizhenlou, but because the word "true" violated Du Mizhen's sound, he changed his name to avoid it.

The northwest is the most remote corner of Chengfu, which is rarely visited. There is also a reason why Dai Zhen lives there. She is from Dujin and has no relatives with Chengfu. On the recommendation of Wang Qian's imperial history, she was appointed as Mr. Painting by the late emperor. She should have lived in the imperial historian's mansion, but she was moved by Wang to "the people of Guanju Hall" naturally have to live in Guanju Hall, which is convenient for teaching girls. Cheng Shangshu, doesn't your house even have a place for a female scholar?" He was sent to Chengfu for this long list of high-sounding reasons, and then he couldn't ask any more questions.

Someone said that Dai Zhen was a concubine raised by Wang Qian when he was in Dujin as a Zhizhou. After becoming a royal historian, he took her into the imperial capital and elected her as a female scholar, but he didn't want to give her any name. In fact, he just abandoned her. Naturally, it will be looked down on, and in addition, it is forced to be stuffed, which is even more disdainful. I don't know whether she is thinking or deliberately pretending to be deaf and dumb, or just to save a few money, and she has lived in this remote morning building. There is no one to serve her on weekdays. Except for the name of a female scholar and the monthly salary, she is not much better than a second-class girl. She is 25 years old, but she is not in a hurry to get married. In fact, some people with good conditions came to propose marriage. She was driven away angrily. After a long time, no one cares about her anymore. If it hadn't been for her teaching for an hour in Guanju Hall every two days, if it hadn't been for the meeting of Furongtang, and if it hadn't been for the occasional reunion banquet in Chengfu, almost no one would have thought of her.

However, there was a time when Bitong said that Dai Zhen was like this because there was a person in his heart.

She asked which one it was, but her beloved brother suddenly popped out of her mind.

Bitong blushed for a long time, but only said, "It's not what the girl thinks..."

"Do you know which one I'm thinking about? Is that the one in your heart?

Bitong was anxious: "The girl took pleasure with the maidservant again. How dare the maidservant think of the master..."

Master...Cheng Zhunhuai?!

She immediately petrified. However, when you think about it, although his father is over age, he is still handsome and elegant. Although she is an elderly person in this era, it is the time of charm in modern times. This generation is really quite eye-catching. No wonder Du Yingzi has tried her best to squeeze her, but I don't know if her father knows it or not. What if she knows it, what will happen?

All the way, she only thought about these boundless things, but felt that Bitong stopped. Looking up, the three dark words of Wangchen Building were set on the gray-black door plaque, which was covered with a layer of gray.

The same is true on the wall of the door. Although a piece of brick and tile is newly replaced, it is incompatible with the surrounding gray.

There is a crazy grass in the courtyard, and the unknown flowers are pitifully trying to get out of it, but they are still buried. A relatively straight path leading to the three main rooms and a house was covered with grass. When the wind blew, the real body barely appeared.

Does anyone live in this place?

Cheng Xueyan was a little suspicious that Bitong led the wrong way, but the three words of Wangchen Building were really there.

Bitong did not explain, but pulled a shabby red cloth on the edge of the wooden door.

I only heard a few dumb bells, swinging over this desolate courtyard, which smells like an ancient temple in a barren mountain.

After a while, the dark wooden door in the main room creaked,

Although the afternoon sun was warm, Cheng Xueyan's back still climbed a layer of goose bumps.

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