Chapter 175: Rain comes

In Gu Zhai, a lamp was burning quietly, casting three figures on the window paper.
"She can check what she likes..." Gu Shiba Niang said lightly, touching the scroll, "I can't ask who she wants to deal with, but if it threatens me, I won't let her take advantage..."
"She will never take any advantage, don't worry, Miss." Lingyuan said.
Although standing indoors, he still didn't take off his cloak, obviously he didn't intend to stay longer.
Gu Shiba Niang shook her head at him and smiled relievedly at him, "This is not a matter of life or death at will, I can handle it, you don't have to worry about..."
Lingyuan nodded, his eyes swept across Gu Bainiang's face with a little nostalgia.
"Brother, drink a bowl of tea soup..." Lingbao happily brought the warm and delicious soup tea over.
Lingyuan smiled at his sister, took it and drank it in one breath.
"I'm leaving." Lingyuan took a deep look at the two again.
The indoor chrysanthemum lamp is warm, and the smile is really soft. He could have all this day by day, but it was all because of a wrong thought.
"Brother..." Ling Bao reluctantly grabbed his sleeve.
Lingyuan stroked her head, his eyes were also reluctant, but he turned away without hesitation.
"I will send you off." Gu Shiba Niang stood up and followed.
Lingyuan hesitated slightly, so I'm afraid that the chances are getting less and less, so let him be greedy again.
The two went side by side, and Lingbao led the way with a lantern. The night was dark and the moon and stars were scarce, covering the earth with a bright veil.
"You sent those people when our family went to Nanzhang?" Gu Shiba Niang asked.
"Yes..." Lingyuan replied in a low voice, "Miss, don't blame Lingbao, it's my own opinion..."
"Why can I blame you, thank you, just tell me in advance next time." Gu Shiba Niang turned to look at him and smiled.
The relationship between Zhu's family and Gu Hai is like this, and Lingyuan's scruples are exactly what Gu Bainiang thought.
In the past, he relied on Gu Shiba Niang, but now he relies on a traitor, but he has never relied on himself.
Lingyuan looked down slightly and gave an acclaim.
"Recently... very busy?" Gu Shiba Niang looked at him again and asked.
Because of his identity, it was so awkward to ask about this originally ordinary care.
Lingyuan gave a good grace, and then said, "I'm studying..."
It seems embarrassing to say this sentence.
"Reading?" Gu Shiba Niang was very interested and smiled at him, "That's great, what are you reading?"
Lingyuan was even more embarrassed, pursing his lips, but did not answer.
"Hey, are you embarrassed to tell me?" Gu Shiba Niang looked at him with a smile, and reached out and patted his arm.
"It's nothing...It's the Book of Songs..." Lingyuan whispered.
"The Book of Songs? That's very good. I remember my father said. Actually, what the poem expresses is people, human nature, what people want, and what people do. I also like the Book of Songs." Gu Shiba Niang looked up. The night sky, with a hint of remembrance, said, "Three hundred poems, in a word, say, thinking is innocent."
The conversation was short, and I arrived at the door in a blink of an eye, and the two homes that had been waiting here were busy opening the door.
"Take care." Gu Shiba Niang looked at him and said solemnly.
Lingyuan understood what she meant, lowered his eyes slightly, arched his hands, and turned and walked into the darkness.
The night was deep, and the bustling capital finally fell asleep.
Fuyuan Gongfu, where Mrs. Shen San lived, but the lights were still on. She leaned on the soft pillow, squinting her eyes slightly, talking slowly, and a servant woman sitting by the table was writing.
With the last word falling, the servant woman got up and shook the letter paper, and carefully took it to Mrs. Shen San and asked her to have a look.
Mrs. Shen San then glanced casually.
"Madam, you said that you want the lady of the uncle's house to discuss marriage with Da Yousheng. This, Da Yousheng is a merchant, I am afraid that the old lady is not happy?" the servant woman asked carefully.
Mrs. Shen San just threw the letter paper to her, "You don't understand this. What is happy or unhappy in this life? It depends on the conditions given by the other party. I think my condition, my sister-in-law should be very satisfied... .."
The servant woman remembered the vaguely mentioned in the letter asking the old lady and uncle for a fate, and couldn't help wiping her sweat.
As the daughter-in-law of the Fuyuan family, although the relationship is a little farther, she can at least talk to Fuyuan, and her son is very likely to be the next Fuyuan in the future. It is not difficult to ask for a fate, but it is not. What a sentence.
Just for a lowly maid who once beaten her face, and so much money, this Mrs. Shen San is really a bit devilish.
"In case, that great living son and that mean servant are better than Jin Jian..." the servant woman reminded her dutifully.
Mrs. Shen laughed, "Love is stronger than Jin Jian?"
She seemed to hear what a funny joke, tears of laughter were about to fall.
"People go to higher places, and water flows to lower places. This is the norm. How can you think that people choose better and say that they are ruthless?" Mrs. Shen san laughed and put on a kind and kind microphone. Mi smiled and said to the servant woman.
This kind of laughter made the servant woman shiver, and she hurriedly bowed her body and laughed again and again, "Little dull, how do you know this, just listen to the words of the opera..."
Mrs. Shen San snorted without speaking.
"However, what you said is correct. It's not that the cheap maid is a great pharmacist. Those pharmacists all compliment her, so it is very likely that Da Yousheng is more affectionate to her than Jin Jian. What about this merchant? They don’t lack money, but they lack power. Don’t look at their dazzling clothes, their predecessors and descendants look like people, but the tree without roots, the higher it grows, the easier it will fall. So they need a pole, even if it’s small. Small struts are also extremely rare for them. However, we have a clear distinction between scholars, agriculture, and industry in the Great Zhou Dynasty. It is very difficult for these generations of merchants to marry a real family lady. Those family girls, even the poor at home, can’t open the pot. I will never give up my identity and marry," Mrs. Shen San said with a smile, fiddled with her fingernails, "Although Master Qiji is only a man, he is not a scholar raised only by generations of poverty. For one thing, our Zhao family can be regarded as a wealthy family. , Secondly, it’s not that there is still the Shen family on my side. How many people are waiting eagerly for this good thing. It's their turn to live a good life, but I really should thank that cheap maid."
The servant woman nodded hurriedly and said yes, folded the letters and sealed them, and suddenly paused, thinking of an important matter.
"If..." she muttered, looking up.
Mrs. Shen's brows were slightly frowned, and her face was already a little impatient. After so many years, she finally got her wish, and she got her wish. Then those who have made her unlucky should pay the price.
The little beast finally had his leg crippled, and the old guy became a waste of life and only eating and sleeping, and through the little beast's sickness, his son finally got a chance in front of the Fuyuan father and left a good one. I have the impression that as long as her son becomes the heir of Duke Fuyuan, in the future, her mother will be able to raise her eyebrows in front of the uncles of the Zhao family, let them bow their heads in front of them, and then they will be able to lift off the pressure on them during their lifetime. After his death, he still pressed his own Zhao.
Shen Anlin is disabled, has become waste, and will soon die...
"Don't want to join the old guy in your life. When your son dies, I will thwart your mother and your son. In this life, I will overwhelm you. In the next life, you will never want to turn over again!" Mrs. Shen San He clenched his hands, and a smile appeared on his face that seemed like joy, hate, and sadness.
What the servant woman wanted to say was frightened by her smile and swallowed again. She picked up the letter and bowed and exited, closing the door and letting out a sigh of relief.
"What if the cheap maid and the great survivor do not have a relationship between men and women?" She still said her question lowly, "Isn't it a waste of chasing the whirlwind in the ground? Or, still Is there anyone else who is affectionate to her? Can't they all stop the way, right? Besides, there are not so many daughters to marry..."
She shook her head. However, with the current mentality of Mrs. Shen, I was afraid that she would kill one hundred by mistake and would not let one go. Anyway, Mrs. Shen didn't have any losses, so she should just play around with nothing else. The maid prayed that God would bless Mrs. Shen to vent her anger as soon as possible and let her go. This little girl, too, did something to provoke her. A child is a child. I don’t know how to advance and retreat. I don’t want to marry the Shen family. Days are just asking for trouble.
The night finally swallowed the light in Mrs. Shen's house. After a brief period of pitch black, the East began to turn white. A fast horse galloped up, and immediately people shouted the emergency and broke the duty room of the official office. At the same time, Chenguang kicked off the day.
Two days later, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival. This was the first time since rebirth that Gu Shiba Niang celebrated the festival by herself. Although Lingbao was in front of her, she was still a little sad.
They were sent to give the Mid-Autumn Festival gift to Cao and Gu Hai and asked them when they left for the journey. The people who returned were not seen, and there was no news.
After setting up a table of good wine and food, Gu Shiba Niang gave all the people to enjoy. She only sat down briefly, then wrapped her cloak and sat in the garden to admire the moon. While blowing the xun to relieve her sorrow, she suddenly listened to people. I came to report that Peng Yizhen's family is here, and she hurriedly dressed up and came out to meet. The original lonely living room was already filled with laughter, and it was really lively.
Not only Peng Yizhen's family came, but also Xin Chaoyang.
"Knowing that Mrs. Master is not at home, I am afraid that the lady will cry by herself..." Peng Yizhen laughed.
"Look at your broken mouth, how do you talk to the young lady..." Peng Yizhen's wife glared at him, holding the nanny in her arms and groaned.
Peng Yizhen had another son, he was proud of his life, but his fame was still few.
"There are more people in my family. Although I don’t need to eat now, in the future, half of my children will eat and kill Laozi, and everything will be expensive in the capital. I think there will be no improvement in the next half a year, so I will return to my hometown, which is my own house. It's a little bit thin, and the rent can be saved..." Peng Yizhen once disclosed this idea to Gu Shiba Niang privately.
Everything has changed. Shen Anlin's leg is not damaged, and naturally he has no chance to make Peng Yizheng famous. It is he who vowed to tell Peng Yizhen to come to Beijing to become a genius doctor, but it is precisely that he has changed this fate.
This time I’m afraid it’s the last time they have been sitting together for a meal. Gu Shiba Niang feels a little bit sour. Peng Yi said to her that although at the beginning of the acquaintance, everyone had their own ideas and thoughts, but they went all the way. Up to now, it is better to be relatives than relatives.
"Really crying?" Xin Chaoyang asked in a low voice.
"Do you think I will?" Gu Shiba Niang glanced at him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. She was very surprised at his arrival, "Why didn't you return to Jiankang?"
Xin Chaoyang touched his nose, but did not speak.
"En?" Gu Shiba Niang looked at him a little puzzled, and then smiled, "You can't make enough money. Doesn't the eldest master seem like someone who doesn't know the truth?"
"I think you won't believe it if I say it, so I just don't say it." Xin Chaoyang smiled and turned his head to look at her.
Under the bright lotus leaf lamp, his eyes gleamed like stars.
Gu Shiba Niang almost blurted out and asked, and then suddenly met his eyes, the words stopped abruptly.
The jokes and laughter of Peng Yizhen's family all around, as well as the blowing and singing of the maids brought by Xin Chaoyang seemed to disappear.
"Come on, come on, let's have a drink together. We are strangers in a foreign land, and we are all fallen from the world..." Peng Yizhen said, holding up his wine glass.
It caused everyone to laugh. They picked up the glass and drank it. When the glass was put down, Gu Shiba Niang and Xin Chaoyang looked at each other, and then they all laughed.
"I believe it." She held up the wine glass again, raised it to the sun, and said suddenly.
Xin Chaoyang raised his eyes to look at her, his smile spreading out of his eyes. He raised his wine glass and gently touched Gu Shiba Niang's wine glass. In the cheerful piano and flute music beside him, the crisp sound was clear. In the hearts of the two.
Early in the morning, when Gu Shiba-niang woke up, she still had some residual headaches. She drank two more glasses of wine last night. She rubbed her forehead and got up. Just after washing, she heard anxious footsteps outside the door.
"Miss..." Lingbao pushed open the door fiercely, his face pale, "Sickness! The prefecture to which Nanzhang belongs has got sickness!"
Gu Shiba Niang's complexion suddenly turned pale.
"Where did the news come from?" she asked, shaking her hands.
"Government, the news from the government was sent by my brother. My brother has already gone to Nanzhang. He said he would bring his wife and young master back anyway...Miss...Miss..." Lingbao said hurriedly, watching this Gu Shi Ba Niang unexpectedly stood unsteadily, so she rushed over and helped her sit down on the chair.
After a busy session, Gu Shiba Niang stepped down~EbookFREE.me~ and said she wanted to be quiet.
Lingbao asked her to be relieved again and again, "Madam, Master Ji Ren Tianxiang, and the imperial court order officer, it must be fine..."
No, they won't be lucky people... Gu Shiba Niang stroked her head and waved her hand to signal Lingbao to also withdraw. Her mind was buzzing and she needed to be quiet.
At last there was no sound in the room, and Gu Shiba Niang only heard her own deep exhale.
Piggy... Piggy... is the word she is most afraid of hearing, isn't it all over? Haven't everything changed? How come there will be scabies? Why is there a devil like boils next to my brother?
She was shaking so badly that she shook off the corner of the table with a book on it, and the book fell on the floor, and a small strip of paper floated out.
Gu Shiba-niang recognized that this was the lottery Lingbao had asked her in Taohuaguan.
Her hand trembled slightly, and finally slowly stretched out and picked it up, trembling, exhausted all the strength of her body, and slowly opened the note.
"If you don't move, if you don't move, you will become empty. Come, come, and pass your eyes like a dream."