Legend of Concubine’s Daughter Minglan Chapter 92: Under the crabapple tree, crickets, see, mountains and rocks

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The man has deep facial features, his pupils are as deep as night, and he stands there quietly, the shadow cast by a few begonia leaves obliquely covers his face, a little blurry, black and dark gold silk The robes are decorated with straight lines, and the corners are faintly damaged.

Minglan's upper body is in a tendency to turn back, but her two legs are firmly there. Finally, she lowers her body and smiles bitterly: "Please, Uncle Erbiao, how is it with Uncle Erbiao?"

Gu Tingye walked slowly with his hands on his back, his eyes were dark and unfathomable, he squinted at Ming Lan, not knowing what he was thinking, the air was quiet and uncomfortable, Ming Lan lowered his head, only feeling the beads on the sideburns The petals are trembling slightly.

After a while, Gu Tingye said briefly: "My father has passed away for a year."

Minglan is quick to respond, and said smoothly: "Uncle Erbiao mourns and changes."

Gu Tingye resisted the twitching of the corners of his mouth, hesitated, and then said: "Ms. Yu's family...How good is it to marry?"

Ming Lan raised her head suddenly, and saw that he looked kind and slightly apologized. Ming Lan was confused. Gu Tingye saw Ming Lan's face confused and the corner of her mouth picked up, and then said: "I always respect Yu Ge, and out... …That kind of thing is not what I want."

Ming Lan vaguely understands. Gu Tingye might have waited for herself here specially. The old man Yu Ge clearly said that when she is old, her two granddaughters are planted in Gu’s family, and one is married to Yunnan. One died in less than half a year. Although Master Yu was greedy, the'culprit' in front of him may be somewhat apologetic.

Ming Lan thought about it and said: "Yunnan Luyuan, I have only received three letters from Sister Yu in the past year. She married very well, her in-laws are kind, and her husband-in-law is kind, although the folk customs of Yunnan have not been established. , But the sky is high and the water is long, the scenery is beautiful, sister Yu has a very good life."

She also said in her letter to Yanran that Gu Tingye ran away from home on the front foot, and his wife on the back foot became ill. He hurried back again, only to catch up with the funeral. Just after the funeral, his father also went. The rhythm of the accident was very tight. After that, there was little news of Gu Tingye in the capital.

Sometimes there is a voice saying that he is'degenerate', mixing with some of the lower ranks in the arena, eating, drinking and gambling, and becoming more indulgent. It seems that he has made some famous achievements; however, this kind of "achievement" is in the eyes of officials, officials and power. It's not on the table.

Gu Tingye seemed to breathe a sigh of relief when she heard the words, and slightly straightened up her tall and well-proportioned body, and said gently: "If she has any difficulties, please let me know; if she is not talented, please help me."

Ming Lan tried her best to hold back her stare and responded indiscriminately, but there was a slight surprise in her eyes when she looked at Gu Tingye, and then looked at the sun above it, did she come out from the west?

Gu Tingye's demeanor was generous, seemingly not caring about Minglan's suspicious expression, and smiled: "Your name is Minglan, and it is said that you are related to the Qi family." Minglan nodded vigorously, no matter what she thought. The expression is very sincere.

Gu Tingye said modestly: "The first two review that some people were offended, please don't be offended, Man... are all Gu who knows people and is unknown."

Minglan couldn't help but look up at the sun again. What happened? She had met Gu Tingye twice before, once he came to Xingshi to inquire, once he was watching a joke, and finally it was Minglan running away; Minglan clearly remembered his sharp and sharp hostility, sneered every sentence, every word When he was injured, Ming Lan wanted to give him a mouth without saying a few words.

But now... Minglan peeked at his handsome profile, the thick jet-black sideburns were a bit of wind and frost, and the fairness of Lord Houmen was stained to hazel by the dust of the rivers and lakes, and the vicissitudes of the eyebrows, like this The new year is uncomfortable; but seeing his expression stretched out, his words sincere, and his manner upright, he seems to have suddenly become a'gentle gentleman'.

Gu Tingye was silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "If you have any difficulties, you can also tell me, maybe you can help one or two."

A lady **** raised in a deep boudoir, with a father and a brother, and a small family, what can be the trouble? However, I heard that he was playing outside. Will Minglan derail her husband in the future and ask him to find someone to pounce on the sack and beat him up? Yiningyuan Hou Mansion is now in a precarious manner, he still dares to pull like this, very good, and has a personality! Minglan laughed a few times, but did not answer.

About seeing Minglan’s thoughts, Gu Tingye smiled slightly, and said lightly: "Liang Han is a man of righteousness, but he is a little self-respectful. The family of Qi Mansion is complicated, but the princess protects his shortcomings. Qi Heng is gentle and kind, it’s not bad to have them guard."

Ming Lan took a deep breath, her eyes widened, and she stammered: "You--"

Gu Tingye walked to Minglan and looked down at the girl from top to bottom, and said with dignity: "Children's family, it is better to listen to your old lady's words, don't make your own claim."

After finishing talking, the man walked away and brought a bunch of crabapple branches and leaves swaying; Ming Lanton stayed there for a long time, touching the cold sweat on his forehead: Did he run a private detective office on the rivers and lakes?

In such an encounter, Ming Lan can still go to the banquet very calmly. Mo Lan has to pretend to be a lady, take a small mouthful of wine, and talk to the ladies from time to time. Rulan and Wenying take advantage of the fact that no one is paying attention. Spelled out a pot of daughter red, and finally Wang's face was livid as she watched the daughter with red cheeks getting into the carriage, and Mo Lan satirically said: "Her charcoal temperament has been pretending for a long time, and it finally got stuck. , Really when the prodigal son turned around."

Ming Lan rarely agrees with Mo Lan once. As a court worker, she is a faithful doubter of the theory of "the prodigal son". For this reason, she is often criticized by the judges for not being sufficiently conscious and lacking the enthusiasm for punishing the party members who have been able to treat illnesses before and after. Not advanced.

Anyway, there will be no relationship, Ming Lan simply let go.

The days without the old lady around, Minglan’s days are very boring. She used to write two words and took them to present treasures in front of her grandmother, embroidered two petals and leaves, and then went to her mother to show her off. After a long time, she really has no self-control? Need to encourage supervision to continue learning?

So, when she has nothing to do, she often goes to Haishi’s house to coax her little nephew, a little bit of big things, tender lotus-like little arms are tied in the sleeves with a small red rope, it is difficult Shaking like, Brother Quan has a good temper, loves to laugh, doesn't cry, and after a little teasing, he giggles with his toothless mouth, his smiling eyes are out of sight.

Wang Clan recites Amitabha Buddha repeatedly. Finally, his grandson is not like his son’s facial paralysis. Her incense is not burnt, Hai Clan has a son and everything is full. He is happy all day long, and his complexion is ruddy. She was still pretty when she got married.

"Why does he keep spitting bubbles?" Minglan burst the Nth bubble beside the baby's mouth with a jade-like index finger.

Hai's laughed and said: "Children are like this, sometimes they vomit milk."

Ming Lan hugged her soft baby, and suddenly wondered: "Has the big brother hug the whole brother?"

Hai's chuckled softly: "He, after holding the son twice, he held a pen like Zhang Fei; he asked his wife to see it, and after a few smiles, he straightened his face and said, "Hold the grandson. The saint’s instructions."

Ming Lan gently shook the baby, watching the baby inside with a red mouth and a soft face, and fell asleep with closed eyes, Ming Lan was adorable, count it down The baby's long eyelashes.

"Girl, give it to me, my brother is asleep, don't tire you." The rich and white nurse smiled. Minglan knew the endurance of her arm and carefully handed over the child.

There is not much wind in the house, so it is a little boring. Hai’s lying on the soft rattan couch, stretched his hand over Ming Lan and sat beside him, holding a white wan palace fan and gently hitting Ming Lan, laughing. Said: "It's a blessing for our brothers, there are three aunts, one is more caring and meticulous than the other."

The outer bamboo curtain was gently opened, and the sheep came in with the fruit that had been rushed by the well water, and placed it on the small table in front of the soft couch. Minglan saw the iris pattern in the white porcelain small plate with various colors of fruit brightly, the top was poor With a few silver sticks, the fragrance is dripping with water, which is very beautiful.

"Grandma, girl, let's have a taste." Yang Hao tidied up quickly, and then respectfully withdrew.

Minglan watched the sheep go out, turned her head and looked at Haishi hesitated to say: "She... won't go out?"

Hai’s inserted an apple and stuffed it into Minglan’s mouth, all of them laughed at themselves: "In people like us, there is no one beside your elder brother that is not good, and if there’s no one, let others say that Hai’s daughter is jealous; Some time ago, someone was at the banquet and wanted to see your elder brother and concubine. Fortunately, if she was there, your elder brother refused to go."

Ming Lan chewed her cheeks, and said vaguely: "The most annoying group of concubines! It’s not good to give something, the gold and silver jewelry mansion shop, who can’t express the feelings of colleagues, give it a favor Concubine? Really boring! He must not be a good official!"

Hai's chuckled, gave Ming Lan a smile, shook his head and said: "Huh is so nonsense." Seeing that the honey-colored Liuhe Ruyi on Ming Lan was a little wrinkled, he stretched out his hand to smooth it for her, and said: "The girl Yanghao is honest and understands the rules, so please stay."

Minglan swallowed the apple, glanced at the gentle-colored Hai's, and thought: The most important thing is that the beauty of the sheep is mediocre, and people are not very clever. Changbai can’t go once a month. Basically It is not threatening; otherwise, why did she send Ratbeard and Zhuhao the first thing after she walked in?

"Hey, my sister-in-law, please." Hai's remembered something, and took Minglan's little hand. "The sachet you made for Brother Quan last time is very good. What's in it? It smells clean It’s very fragrant, and it’s scented on the body to avoid insects."

Ming Lan recalled, breaking her fingers and said: "Dried osmanthus, osmanthus oil, dried wormwood..." She couldn't recite it, it was the herbal prescription that He Hongwen had prepared, and she wrote a list for her, yes Children are harmless and smell good.

Hai's didn't really want to know the secret recipe, so he said directly: "Make another one for my sister-in-law. Last time my cousin came and saw it. I liked it very much. My sister has time to make three or four."

Ming Lan straightened her neck and said with a stunned look: "Three or four? Think of it as a kind of cabbage, and you can harvest dozens of them in one head! I haven't made what the big sister wants, and the sachet is so small. Things are not difficult to do, but not easy to do well."

Hai's pretending to be angry, pointed his pointed index finger on Minglan’s forehead, and said with a smile: "Bad Nizi, my sister-in-law got good tea and delicious. I didn’t keep a lot of it for you. Ever? You have to help me if you eat my food!"

Ming Lan stared for a long time, and said discouragedly: "Sister-in-law, your debt is paid soon, even more ruthless than the one who paid the stamp."

Hai's fan covered his mouth and chuckled, seeming to be very proud, and continued to ask: "The last flower is a little cricket crawling on Dazhi's back, with a block standing next to it. Little rocks, funny."

Minglan's eyes are weird: "You...like them all?"

Hai's nodded and said: "Yes, it's very fresh, different from the usual, and the color is good."

"What color?" Minglan was confused.

"You silly girl, ‘knowledge’!" Hai’s went to poke Minglan’s head again.

Ming Lan suddenly realized that this was the case. She thought it was Director Li's potential audience all over the ancient and modern.