Chapter 39

Zhou Yinzhi left.

Yan Lin sat in the study for a long time.

Qingfeng asked outside: "Shizi, the other side of the Xiaolou..."

But Yan Lin slowly covered his face with his palm and asked him, "is father back?"

Green Feng a Zheng, return a way: "Hou ye should be in Cheng Qing Tang."

Yan Lin then got up and went straight out of his study. He strode to Chengqing hall along the corridor full of rockeries.

It's raining hard outside.

Even when walking in the corridor, the cold wind also rolls cold rain on people.

Qing Feng was really scared. He saw that people were walking several feet away before he came back. He quickly took an umbrella to catch up with him: "shiziye, umbrella!"

The Chengqing Hall of Yongyi Marquis's house is the permanent residence of today's Yongyi Marquis yanmu, the father of Yanlin.

As soon as Yan Lincai came near, the old housekeeper outside showed a smile: "the son of the world has come. The next man has just brought two jars of good wine. The Marquis has already opened it. He is thinking about who to drink for a while in this rainy weather. You are just in time."

Yan Lin didn't respond and didn't stop.

The old housekeeper was in a daze and looked back at Yan Lin's back. He couldn't help asking Qing Feng, "what's the matter with shiziye today?"

Hou yanmu is now in his 40s. He has some white hair on his head, but it's not obvious.

After all, he was born in the army, led the army and fought in the war. Even at this age, he looked very strong. There was a hard beard on his chin, and between his eyebrows and eyes there was a kind of heroic spirit of martial talents. There was a scar on his forehead.

These are all from the war of that year.

At the moment, as the old housekeeper said, he had just opened a jar of wine.

There are some small dishes with wine on the table.

The wine just opened was poured into the wine cup.

The aroma of wine and dishes diffused in the humid air.

Seeing Yan Lin come in, he laughs. He shakes his chest and says, "don't you mean to go out today? Why did you come here? Just right. Try the wine

Yongyi Hou pointed to the wine on the table.

Yan Lin stood in front of the table and gazed at her father. She pursed her lips tightly as if she was suppressing something. Then she raised her hand and took up the wine and drank it all.

The young man who has reached the crown, the Adam's apple rolling.

All the way from lips and teeth to heart and lung!

"Pa" ground a, wine cup heavy put down.

Marquis Yongyi knows his son very well. He has nothing to say on weekdays. Even he knows how much he likes the girl in Jiang Shilang's house, but he hasn't seen him like this.

So he realized that he had something to do with it.

Yongyi Hou looked him up and down, and laughed: "why, did you have a conflict with that little girl of Xuening?"

But Yan Lin didn't smile. He didn't look away from his father. He only asked, "father, do you know that the emperor is sending the royal guards to investigate the remaining evils of King Pingnan's rebellion against the party?"

“……”

Yongyi Hou's original act of serving wine stopped immediately.

He raised his head, then to Yan Lin that sharp eyes, the young man's edge all from the bottom of the eyes out, unexpectedly let people have no place to hide. However, after carefully considering the meaning of his words, Yongyi Hou suddenly understood something in this moment.

There was no panic.

There was no accident.

He laughed, and then laughed, as if recalling some absurd and absurd past. He could not help shaking his head. When he opened his mouth, he felt a kind of deep hatred and Madness -

"those who should come will always come! Twenty years have passed, and I can't forget them who have done bad things! Ha ha ha... "

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why does Marquis Yongyi have correspondence with the remaining evils of the Pingnan Wang party?

Twenty years ago, when the king of Pingnan united with the Tianjiao rebellion party to fight back to the capital and kill the Imperial Palace, Yongyi Hou was still a loyal minister like Cheng Guogong, and made great contributions to pacify the rebellion.

In the last life, some mysteries have not been solved.

The appointed time has passed for a long time, Yan Lin still does not appear.

Jiang Xuening's heart slowly sank to the bottom.

Originally, if she had not been selected to accompany her in the palace, she would have told Yan Lin a few days ago. However, this group of people got involved and upset all her plans. There were so many people in the palace that she didn't have a chance to speak clearly.

And now, Yan Lin should have known?

Standing in front of the window on the second floor, she gazed at the rain outside.

It's been a long time.

It's going down a lot.

It's getting dark. Lights are on everywhere in the capital. The warm yellow light illuminates the windows of every house and the buildings near and far. But in the splashing rain and the misty rain, the outline is blurred.The wind is biting.

After her, tang'er lian'er was worried about the strong wind. She went up to close the window first. She couldn't help complaining: "Shizi is not here so late. Maybe there's something wrong with him? Girl, why don't we go back first? "

Jiang Xuening only said, "don't close it."

Voice gently, but the line of sight did not turn away, still fell on the bright rain line outside the window.

Lian'er and tang'er look at each other.

I always think it's unusual today.

The girl who never takes the initiative to ask him out asks him out, but the girl who never comes late doesn't come at this time.

But they didn't dare to ask.

Jiang Xuening said don't close the window, and their outstretched hands had to shrink back, trying to persuade her not to stand by the window: "you don't want to sit inside, the maidservants will watch for you, and the young marquis will tell you when he comes. It's so windy by the window that your body is not good at all. If one of you accidentally blows and freezes, you can't afford it. "

Jiang Xuening didn't hear it. He didn't move.

Lotus son Tang son then did not dare to persuade again.

All of a sudden, yajiannei quieted down again, only to hear the noise of rain around, occasionally mixed with the sound of toasting from nearby restaurants.

The sound of the horse's hooves accompanied by the sound of the wheels broke through the rain.

Lianer and Tanger were all shocked.

But looking down from the window, the carriage was not the carriage of marquis Yongyi's house, and it didn't stop at the floor, but stopped at the xichenxuan across the street. Someone got out of the car first. He held up his umbrella respectfully and welcomed the people in the car.

A dark green robe, frowning, seems not to like such a rainy day.

The facial features are correct, but one eye is too deep.

The corners of the lips always seem to smile, but they are not sincere when they look at people. They even have a kind of natural coldness.

Jiang Xuening stood by the window and recognized it almost immediately -

it was Chen Ying!

The well-known cruel official of our Dynasty, today's minister of punishment, is also the one who nearly killed Zhang Zheming in his last life

Why is he here?

Jiang Xuening was stunned.

Chen Ying was immediately welcomed into the xichenxuan after she got off the bus. Soon after, there was a lively voice of greetings in the closed window on the second floor. Even through the rain, people could hear them calling "Mr. Chen".

At this time, the waiter came in to replace Jiang Xuening with hot tea.

She asked: "it's so late, and it's such a rainy day. You have no guests in Xiaolou, but the xichenxuan opposite is lively."

The waiter followed her line of sight to the window, forgot a glance and began to laugh: "Oh, opposite. It's said that it's Mr. Chen's treat from the Ministry of punishment. It's not normal here. The last time Mr. Chen just left, Mr. Xie's hind foot was attacked here. Mr. Chen thought it was unlucky, so he changed to eat in Xichen Pavilion. "

Is that right?

Jiang Xuening's eyes still fell on the opposite window sash.

I could see someone approaching.

Then the window outside was pushed open, and the smell of wine and laughter in the room came out. From Jiang Xuening, it was easy to see the people in the room with flattering faces.

She immediately frowned, knowing that she could see others and others could see her, she would turn around and ask Lian Er Tang Er to close the window.

But as soon as she turned around and wanted to open her mouth, the scene just after the window was opened on the other side of xichenxuan suddenly came back to her mind like a scroll of paintings and settled in one of the quiet corners.

Her heart trembled a little, even her body seemed to be stiff for a moment, so she turned around again with strange hope and looked into the opposite window again!

There is a banquet in xichenxuan. On the table are jade plates and precious shame. Beside the table are all the officials of the imperial court.

As soon as Chen Ying came, she was invited to the top.

After all, he was a high ranking official in this group, and he was also a hall officer of the Ministry of punishment. Everyone held up his wine to persuade him to drink, and then stood up and sat down, which was very lively.

So that quiet corner, it seems out of place.

Covered by the carved window sash, Jiang Xuening can only see a little shadow of him. It is a round collar robe of Tibetan fine cloth, which is often worn by officials. The two sleeves are slightly wide. With the long palms with prominent knuckles, it is gently pressed on the two separate knees.

Sit on a stool with a straight back.

Zhang Zhe looked out at the continuous rain.

Behind the room full of entertainment lively, as if all can't touch his cold quiet, and he has nothing to do with.

even if Jiang Xuening's profile is just so clear, he can't be sure.

There will be no one else.Such a quiet look at the rain posture, after so long, so long, even deeply engraved in her memory, can not erase a trace.

Mr. Zhang, I still like watching the rain

At this moment, Jiang Xuening's eyes were full of hot tears.

All of the last life was instantly turned out.

Under the heavy rain Pavilion, he stood under the steps, reached out and tore off the corner of the official robe that she had deliberately trampled on, and then raised his head to look at her, his eyelashes were covered with raindrops;

in the Qianqing palace in the afternoon, he hung his head down in front of her and lowered his sight. When he did not dare to raise his eyes, his palms slowly clenched tightly;

on the muddy post road, he covered his face When the injured shoulder reaches out to her sprained foot, the slightly rolling Adam's apple and the winding blood on the ground;

What's wrong with her? She has to let herself provoke such a good person?

Most of all, there is a devil hidden in her heart. She wants to dye the white with black, stir up the clear, drag down the people standing high in the holy hall, and struggle in the pain of fireworks in the world

Only in this way can we feel satisfied.

In the last life, Yan Lin retaliated ten times and a hundred times for what she owed Yan Lin; but what she owed Zhang Zhe was that she gave up her life, and she could not repay it.

She is Zhang Zha's magic barrier in her life.

But Zhang Zha is a pure land in her heart covered with dust.

For a few moments, she thought: if not the queen, she would marry this man regardless. From then on, hold up your sleeve to brush away every bit of dirty dust on his clothes, bend over to pick up every piece of debris in front of him, become a good man, and you can enjoy his kindness to yourself with peace of mind.

But she is Queen after all.

A heart covered by worldly things harms itself and him.

Jiang Xuening looked at the opposite side, his vision was blurred, but he didn't know whether it was because of the pouring rain or the surging tears

Someone rushed up from the downstairs of xichenxuan.

Zhang Zhe, who had been sitting under the window for a long time, finally moved.

When the man said something to him, he nodded, got up to say goodbye to others, and walked out of the open door without looking at their faces.

All the way down the stairs.

The waiter of xichenxuan handed him the umbrella in front of the door. He took it, opened the dark blue oil paper umbrella and started to fight.

When the edge of the umbrella is raised, the deep outline of the face is also exposed under the umbrella, from the cool jaw, to the tight thin lips, to the straight bridge of the nose, and the calm narrow eyes, slightly frowning eyebrows

As if sensing something, his eyes Rose.

So it just hit me.

Separated by the curtain of rain and the long street, she was upstairs by the window, and he was downstairs in front of the steps.

Jiang Xuening eyeground, a drop of rolling tears, without warning to fall.

A drop of cold rain on the tip of the umbrella fell gently on the back of Zhang Zhe's hand.

He felt as if he had been branded.

That beautiful girl, washed away a body of lead, did not have that faint paranoia, so clean and gentle, standing behind his favorite heavy rain, with a pair of the same rainy eyes looking at him.

At this moment, the fingers holding the umbrella tightly.

But after all, he didn't walk past, and didn't show any difference, just after a long time of staring, he lowered his eyes, walked down the steps, let the open umbrella cover all his secrets, and gradually walked away in her sight.

Jiang Xuening then thought: it's good that nothing has happened yet.

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