Chapter 188

The top is full of ink, which is an urgent report from the border, but at the end there is a red red red Royal censor!

At the end of reading, a boundless absurdity drowned her.

Jiang Xuening couldn't believe the words he saw at the end. The tears in his eyes mixed with hate and unwillingness, suddenly fell down, stained with those dried up ink.

Wei Liang came down from the upstairs. He didn't know the identity of the comer, and he didn't know what relationship Jiang Xuening had with the man just now. But when he heard "Sir", it was quite unusual.

Did he ever see a girl crying?

I was at a loss for a moment.

Jiang Xuening clenched the fingers of the page, but slowly tightened them. He said to Wei Liang, "go back."

If he had just heard this, he would have been very happy.

After all, it means he can sneak away.

However, at the moment, Wei Liang agreed, but he didn't dare to run even if he wanted to. He was worried that something might happen to her.

Jiang Xuening stood for a while, collected the letter, and then called the person he had brought out. He left a message for you Fangyin, who had not finished the discussion in the Qing garden, and went back to xiebaiju first.

You Fangyin knew that she was going to see LV Xian today.

As soon as the discussion in Qingyuan was over, he came to Guanlan teahouse, but no one was seen. After getting the words, he hurried back to xiebaiju, but he held Jiang Xuening back. He sat alone in the waterside pavilion, staring at the fishing rod on the railing in a daze.

Intuition tells her that something seems to have happened that she doesn't know.

She hesitated for a moment and stepped forward.

Her voice had been lightened, as if she was afraid of disturbing her, so she only asked, "girl, you guessed it well. Although LV Xian is not in Jinling these days, he immediately appears in Qingyuan as soon as the day when the government dispatches Yanyin comes. Just after the meeting, others went out. Have you not seen him? "

Jiang Xuening looked back at her and said slowly, "I don't need to see you."

You Fangyin is stunned.

But Jiang Xuening asked, "what about Yanyin?"

You Fang said: "originally, a large amount of silver has been prepared. However, during the discussion in the Qing garden, the officials of Lianghuai Salt Road said that since we are from Sichuan, we should not get involved in the salt business in the south of the Yangtze River. We didn't even get a chance to bid. Strange to say, although LV Xian went there, he just joined in the fun and didn't compete for much salt. "

Jiang Xuening was not surprised.

Xie Wei Guanlan's words from downstairs echoed in her mind repeatedly. After overlapping, she slowly weaved a crazy speculation in her heart!

At this moment, the situation of the imperial court in Beijing is on the verge of storm, and the dispute between heaven and Buddhism is becoming more and more fierce. When Xie Wei came to Jiangnan, he said that he would go to the border in three days

If Jiang Xuening didn't dare to think about changing people.

After all, what a terrible guess!

But it was Xie Wei who said it.

A wooden box with a lock was put on the table beside.

The page also fell on the side of the box.

Jiang Xuening turned his head, opened the lock, and slowly pushed the wooden box away. There were no pearls or treasures in it, just a wad of old loess.

You Fangyin suddenly realized something.

Jiang Xuening, however, gave her a relieved smile and said, "I'm afraid it's too late for Lao Fangyin to settle the money and property we can use in advance."

You Fangyin was silent for a long time and said, "yes."

Jiang Xuening took the box, collected the paper and went back to his room.

She originally made an appointment with LV Xian, but she didn't go to see her. LV Xian didn't send any more people to ask.

In the afternoon of the third time, you Fangyin counted all the complicated accounts in the night. Jiang Xuening took the carriage to go out and went to the other house where LV Xian lived.

Its land is quiet in the middle of trouble, in an alley on the Qinhuai River.

When the carriage arrived at the entrance of the lane, she lifted the curtain and saw a charcoal seller sitting at the entrance of the lane, looking like one of the people she saw downstairs that day.

Each other's breath is introverted and his eyes are pure.

Although I saw her at a glance, I didn't react. I buried my head and continued to sell.

Jiang Xuening knew he was right.

She got out of the carriage and went into the lane.

Last night, after an autumn rain, the weather turned cool. The fragrance of Osmanthus came from the courtyard wall beside the lane, but it was very quiet. There is a quiet courtyard at the end. The door is guarded. When Jiang Xuening stops, he meets an unexpected friend here.

It was a quiet woman.

Wearing a light blue pleated skirt, with no superfluous ornaments, only two crescent white jade earrings hanging on the earlobe, and a jade belt around the waist, it has a kind of pine and cypress style.

At the moment, a collection of poems is standing under the steps.

In the past two years, Jiang Xuening has met each other.

In the past, she almost became the miss of Shangshu family, fan Yilan.When she went to Shuzhong from the capital, fan Yilan also happened to be there. She was a nodding friend. Although she is a woman, she is a bit of a scholar. Jiang Xuening has a good opinion of her.

During their time in Shu, they once traveled together.

Later, fan Yilan left Sichuan, and they broke up contact.

I didn't expect to meet you here.

She went over and listened to fan Yilan's humanitarianism at the door: "student fan Yilan, who had been taught by Mr. Xie in the past, was very kind. I heard that Mr. Xie was in Jinling, so I came to see him."

She seemed to recognize the man at the door three times

Fan Yilan seems a little embarrassed: "please pass on."

The man at the door said, "just a moment. I'll go and have a look."

Fan Yilan said, "thank you. There's no impatience. I just watched the man go and I stood there waiting.".

Her appearance is not very eye-catching, but a sense of aloofness, but enviable.

Jiang Xuening came close to see that what she was holding was a collection of poems.

Yes.

At that time, fan Yilan was very talented in poetry. She was originally running for the yangzhizhai accompaniment reading. Who would have thought that Xie Wei's sentence "there are no good poems in the Imperial Palace" would easily dethrone her, but it seems to wake her up and complete her reputation as a talented woman, which is now praised by scholars.

Fan Yilan was a little nervous. When Jiang Xuening was far away, she talked to the people at the gate, but she didn't notice.

She didn't find out until someone came near.

Surprised, he fixed his eyes and immediately laughed: "Miss Jiang Er, how can you come?"

Jiang Xuening avoided talking about his intention, but said, "Miss Fan, what is it?"

Fan Yilan didn't think much about it, but said: "when I went to Jinling the day before yesterday, I saw Mr. Xie in the way. I also said that I was wrong. I only knew it was true after inquiring. I have been instructed by my husband, and I dare not forget it. So I picked up some of my works in recent years and called on Mr. Wang. First, I would like to thank you for your kindness. Second, I would like to ask you for some advice. But when I came back, I said that my husband was resting and didn't dare to disturb him, so I came back again today. "

Jiang Xuening didn't answer.

Fan Yilan also felt puzzled: "strange to say, I came in the afternoon the day before yesterday. After hearing that Mr. Wang had a rest, he chose the morning yesterday and said that Mr. Wang was resting..."

From the day before yesterday to yesterday.

Jiang Xuening's heart seems to have overturned the Schisandra bottle, but he doesn't know what he's feeling. Fan Yilan's words only slowly smile and say: "maybe it's the first time I came to Jinling. I'm tired all the way."

New to Jinling?

Fan Yilan looked at her in surprise.

At the moment, she suddenly realized that Jiang Xuening only asked her what she was doing, but did not say what she was doing.

She wanted to know.

At this time, the sword book in dark green came out of it. It was meant to go out for business. By the way, it sent fan Yilan to go. It came out and said, "Miss Fan, sir, you are still resting. Please come back another day."

As soon as the voice fell, he saw Jiang Xuening standing beside fan Yilan.

Fan Yilan was disappointed.

She glanced at the bottom of her eyes and felt a little sorry. She just bowed and said, "in that case, I'll come back to see you another day."

Jian Shu's eyes fell on Jiang Xuening: "Miss Ning er..."

Jiang Xuening had just heard what he said to fan Yilan and said, "I'll come back tomorrow."

Sword book doesn't mean that.

After all, he had seen his husband two years ago and knew how special Jiang Xuening was.

"No, please wait a moment," he said

Jiang Xuening was stunned.

Fan Yilan also looked at her.

Jianshu didn't have time to explain anything, so he went back to the other hall and came out quickly. He seemed to be in a hurry. When he came to the door again, he gasped a little. He just said, "Mr. Fang has got up. Please come in."

Fan Yilan

This was not said to her, she could easily judge.

Jiang Xuening was also silent for a moment, then walked past fan Yilan and went up the steps to the other hall.

Jianshu leans to fan Yilan, then returns to the other hall and leads Jiang Xuening.

Only fan Yilan was left.

Standing outside the door of the other hall, she felt thoughtful, but a moment later she laughed. The volume of poetry she brought with her, like a light cloud, was easily thrown away by her, but it was a relief.

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Xie Wei was awakened by Jianshu.

It's Dusk outside the window, but it's warmer than the North ground. There's moist air floating in the void. Just sit up and feel a trance for a moment, then you know it's not the climate of the capital.

There is a osmanthus in the plum vase.

It seems that I have been sleeping for a long time.

The porridge in the small kitchen has been changed, changed.

After hearing what Jianshu said, he got up in his clothes.Dao Qin immediately brought up the prepared hot porridge, put it on the table, put a few dishes, and did not dare to put any meat. On the way to Jinling, Xie Wei didn't eat anything decent. On the one hand, he was afraid that he couldn't eat the greasy food, on the other hand, he was afraid that he would hurt his stomach. This is the only dish that is safe.

Tired of talking, he sat down to have porridge.

After a while, the sword book brought Jiang Xuening to the village. Xie Wei's face was pale. He drank half a bowl of porridge without raising his eyelids. He said, "come in."

Both the facial expression and the tone of speech are exactly the same as when she was her husband in Beijing.

It seems that the confrontation in the wall reading hall never happened.

Jiang Xuening came in, bowed himself to his teacher and said, "yes, sir."

He did not respond to this. He held the white porcelain spoon in one hand, stirred the bowl in front of him, and looked at the floating white air. Instead of asking her how she was thinking, he asked, "have you eaten?"