Chapter 125: Hairpins of the year

In the capital, not far away, the sun is warm in autumn.
Daylight came in from the sloping open window, Zhao Yanran wore a moon-white gown today, with a jasper-colored mattress skirt inside, her temples were lifted high, and her slender and beautiful neck was plated in the sun A layer of velvet. Zhao Yanran was sitting under the window sill and leaning on the mahogany table, embroidering stretch stitches in his hands.
She flicked her fingertips, and the two colorful butterflies on the embroidered cloth came to life.
Fang Ling came in from the outside and took the hairpin and turned the corner of the gilt-copper incense burner in the corner. Only then came to Zhao Yanran, screened back the extra maid maid, and pulled out a picture scroll from the sleeve.
"Madam, I asked for everything, and Aunt Lu finally gave it."
Zhao Yanran took the picture slowly and unfolded slowly. When she saw the woman in the painting, her pupils shrank.
Like, really like...
In the painting, the beautiful woman is looking at the water, and she seems to be playing by the lake. Her eyebrows are crescent moon, water shears double pupils, reflecting the surplus water waves, shining brilliantly. She wore a lotus-colored dark brocade skirt, layered like clouds and mist, which made her more sober and bright. Instead, two carmine red birthmarks at the end of her eyes became the finishing touch, adding a few fascinating beauty. It seemed that the whole person was alive and alive, and the bright and beautiful people were smiling at the person holding the scroll.
Zhao Yanran couldn't help but squeezed the picture, Fang Ling quickly said: "The lady is more at ease, don't take it. This is the aunt Lu from the prince's study, the lady finished reading, we need to pay back go back."
Zhao Yanran let go of her fingertips, smiling unclearly: "I know."
Fang Ling looked away, tilted her head and looked at it for a while: "Don't you lady, this Meng girl is really similar to you."
Zhao Yanran sneered: "I am more like her than me."
Fang Ling noticed the cold feeling in Zhao Yanran's mouth and felt that it was a little different from the warm and virtuous Zhao Yanran in ordinary days. She shrank her neck and stopped talking.
Zhao Yanran's fingertips slowly stroked Meng's eyes in the painting: "Her eyes are really interesting, even if they are in the painting, it seems like a conversation."
"Isn't it? I heard those aunts in the kitchen below. The reason why Ms. Meng was honored by the Lord is actually because she is really not simple. It can take thousands of miles to take the first level, and even take things from a distance! Those aunts are gods. But slave-servants are unbelievers. How can there be such wonders in the world?"
"Oh?" Zhao Yanran seemed to be intrigued: "There is still this, so where is she?"
Fang Ai glanced at her complexion, and said with a heart: "How does slave-in-law know. Madam, we should return the painting, Aunt Lu is waiting there."
Zhao Yanran slowly closed the picture scroll: "We keep this picture scroll, and later the prince asked me how I could fool it."
"Madam!" Fang Ling shouted anxiously: "Aunt Lu, this is the love of the prince. If we take it now, Aunt Lu will not be able to feed us when we donate it. You still have to send the slave girl back." "
"It is because the love is even more unrequitable," Zhao Yanran gave her a soft eye, but when she came out, it made people cold: "Aunt Lu is just a slave-servant. If she talks indiscriminately, let her go again. Don’t say it."
Fang Ling shuddered, not knowing what to say.
Zhao Yanran asked her to put the scrolls away and looked at the beautiful autumn scenery outside the garden: "I haven't seen San Niang for a long time. Go and invite her to come. She will like my newly pressed Guizi honey. "
In the Prince's Mansion not far from the Prince Regent's Mansion, a prince who was obediently dressed in a red-bottom group of pythons was losing his temper in the study.
"Damn Sheng Jiayan! To give Prince Ben such a tricky thing, I didn't treat me as a brother to respect and love! It's abominable!" He ruthlessly shattered Sheng Jiayan's receipt to him on the ground, angry. Drank a cup of tea.
There was a problem with Lushou County's harvest this year. Officials had a backlog of food, and the people there hungry and began to swarm to the surrounding counties. Some are hungry, and there will still be robbing of good houses. Officials in Lushou County were deaf, and impeachment sent by the imperial court was ignored by them. Even the officials dispatched were either killed or returned to Beijing.
It was the prince who was responsible for this matter. The unfavorable news of the prince's work was brought to Sheng Jiayan's ears. The tone in the fold was very similar to that of their old father and emperor, and he almost made the prince kneel to read every sentence in the fold.
Sheng Jiayan advocated that the prince himself go to Lushou County, and the compromise was: "Anyway, you are attracting cats and dogs all the time, and the opportunity to travel is here, I hope you can grasp it."
The crown prince didn't want to go, the remote people in Lushou County were fierce and the officials were all strong, so he Sheng Jiayan: "Will you not go?"
He also wrote reasons why he could not go in two chapters. For example, the queen was not well recently. Her princess may be about to become pregnant. She really can’t walk away and wait for excuses.
Who knows that Sheng Jiayan read the words directly back to them
"Not allowed."
The prince clapped the table indignantly, and wailed constantly: "My prince is really suffocating! This kind of thing actually requires the prince to go by himself, the people underneath do what to eat! Usually they raise them white."
The doorman stood quietly aside. Hearing this, he took the initiative to pick up the zigzag and patted the dust. He bowed down and put it on the prince’s desk case: "Your Highness Prince is so bad because you are a prince. The responsibility is greater. This matter is also easy to handle. You only need to send a cron to represent yourself. The officials sent in the past do not have your token. Those in Lushou County are the same as the officials. Of course, it is not taken seriously in front of you. But if you can take the Donggong token to your cronies this time, all the soldiers in Lushou County will have to listen to your orders. . In this way, there must be some people who are afraid to open warehouses and release grain first."
After hearing this, the prince applauded fiercely: "Sir, what a scheming! This group of Diaomin should have killed a hundred! I will find someone to replace me!" Suddenly he thought of something, and he doubted: "The regent knows Won't scold me?"
After all, the regent's temper was terrifying. Although he was the eldest prince, he remembered Sheng Jiayan's angry face.
The doorman tried to stretch the face of a good minister, suppressing the laughter that he wanted to puff out: "How come, you can be a without knowing it."
The prince nodded hesitantly: "It's the only way. Since this is the case, let's go to the full authority! You go to pick a suitable official and send it to Lushou County, and then you follow, and supervise him by the way. So as not to do anything with my token."
The doorman made a compilation with both hands forward and bowed his head in reverence: "It must live up to what your Highness expected."
The crown prince sat down on the Prince's chair with satisfaction. It turned out that this kind of thing could be solved very well! Thinking of the feeling that he felt no more in his heart, he lifted his robe and went out.
"Where are you going?" asked the doorman behind him.
"The crown prince recently got a Jingba less than a month old. Listen cute, I have to check it out!" The prince went out happily, leaving the guest with a smile on his face that was unpredictable.
It's not wrong to attract cats and dogs.
...
In the city of Yangzhou, it is drizzling.
Meng Haoqi snuggled in the room, stripping the special kumquat. Mrs. Lin stood behind her and held her temples for her.
"I always wanted a daughter," Mrs. Lin smiled and gathered her long hair: "Jing Xing is too naughty to be as intimate as her daughter."
"You and Lin dispensers are in their prime, and you can ask for another one."
Mrs. Lin’s movements were very gentle:
No, I had trouble giving birth when I was in Jingxing. I almost closed in a breath. Later I adjusted for more than a year, and my body was better, but I can’t give birth to Langzhong anymore.

Meng Wanqi saw the face of Mrs. Lin behind her in the mirror with regret, she rubbed her face against the rough hand of Mrs. Lin: "You are so good, you must be very happy to be your daughter. Jing Xing is also good, wait for him to grow up It’s the same to ask you for a gentle and kind daughter-in-law."
Mrs. Lin listened to the mention of her son, but couldn't help laughing.
"I don't know how long to wait, but sometimes I think about it this time, and I'm also very hopeful," Mrs. Lin took out a white hosta from her sleeve and reclined in the hair room of Mengqi: "I was my father I saved a Meng brother in the past, and he left a hosta as a token. I couldn’t find it, but I concealed it from you. I didn’t know about you at that time. Has asked about the hosta, I am afraid that this hosta is a trouble, lest it may cause disaster."
"Princess Sheng knew at a glance that he was not an ordinary river and lake person. You and your party have been with us to protect our family for so long. I don't think it will be for that expensive salary alone. I have observed it for a long time. Only the hairpin of unknown origin can attract a lot of attention from others. The person saved was Meng, and you are also named Meng. I have the right to make a coincidence and give you the hairpin."
Meng Haoqi looked at the jade hairpin in the hair on the mirror, and her tentacles gave birth to warmth.
"I will soon be separated, and I will see you again when I don't know when and when." Mrs. Lin touched Meng Eqin's hairs lovingly: "I hope you and Master Sheng will eventually become dependents. Such a daily drift will be a woman for you It was really hard work. I settled down early and my heart was settled down. I will give him a son when I look back. Are you afraid of running around?"
Meng Haoqi almost fell from the chair: "I have no relationship with the father... the son."
Why did you mention becoming a biological son!
Mrs. Lin smiled a few times: "I haven't seen anyone in my life? Is there anything between you, I can tell at a glance. You don't know how old you are, I want to persuade you not to miss your relationship."