V1.Chapter 53

Qin Yunuan smiled: "general Leng said it was cousin. I heard that cousin Su had some friendship with general Leng earlier. Cousin also said that he would like to invite general Leng to the first floor of the capital to order a pot of good tea and a plate of tea and rice fruits to share the past."

Leng Changxi's eyes slowly extended into the distance. "He really said that?"

"Of course," Qin yunuan said with a smile, "my cousin's business in the future depends on the care of general Leng."

"You care about your cousin and think about him very much." Leng Changxi's tone seems to be mixed with five taste bottles, and there are sour and sweet ones. "It's just a pity that good tea is OK, even if it's tea and rice, I never like sweet ones."

The smart people talk until they point out. Qin yunuan stops. They just stand on the corridor quietly and watch the full moon in the distance, which looks like the purest spring water in Jiangnan. There is a little wind. The wind is mixed with the smell of green grass from the other side of the pond. The voice of the people in the outer hall is also lively.

It's time to go back to the banquet. Leng Changxi deliberately let Qin yunuan take a step ahead. After half a column of incense, he turned around and left. The wound that didn't feel painful just now is faint and powerful. It's really not acceptable for ordinary people to scrape bones and cure poison.

When Qin yunuan enters the table, the guests are already full of half familiar faces, all of which have been seen during the Huachao festival or blessing praying. Fang Ziying naturally attends with his father. The table is placed into a huge "concave" character, and in the middle is the platform for performing song and dance. Fang Ziying is just sitting across from Qin yunuan.

As soon as Qin yunuan sat down, Fang Ziying on the opposite side beamed happily towards this side. Qin yunuan also smiled happily. There was still half a time for the banquet to begin. Qin Zhi sat at the first seat and kept exchanging greetings with his colleagues. Dou Qinge, who was supposed to go to Guoan Temple, was wearing an emerald double Mandarin dress, wearing a gold hairpin and swaying gracefully, Greet the guests together with Qin Zhi, especially for Sima Rui, who can be arranged on the side of Qin Yun's make-up, smiling and holding the family routine, it seems that Qin Linfeng, the main character of today's banquet sitting in the next head, has completely forgotten.

Qin Linfeng seems to be a little anxious. His eyes are always glancing at Qin Yunzhuang and Sima Rui. The more Dou Qinge talks about these two people, the more Qin Linfeng's subtle actions become. He keeps banging on the corner of the table or holding the wine cup. He is also insincere in the face of the guests' greetings.

This is an interesting phenomenon. Qin yunuan sat quietly on the table, but her eyes never left the three people who love acting. The more upset Qin Linfeng was, the more brilliant her smile became.

"By the way," dou Qinge seemed to notice the existence of Qin yunuan at this time, "what about Baochuan? Why didn't you come? Today is the father's birthday. It's not good to be late. "

Qin yunuan made a proper pause, and her beautiful face matched with a gentle smile: "don't worry, mother, wait a moment, but Baochuan thought for a long time, and wanted to surprise her father."

Qin yunuan said, it seems that you can hear Qin Linfeng's scorn. In Qin Linfeng's heart, Qin yunuan's lie is no worse. He didn't speak or even fall into the trap. He wanted to see how the ordinary girl born by xiuniang would come back.

"Is it?" Dou Qing'e's voice slightly raised a few tones. It seems that she inadvertently used the tea cup cover to dial the end of the tea. "After all, several family banquets and reunion Baochuan have not been present. This It's not going to be a serious illness. "

Qin yunuan looked at Dou Qinge, who was defiant in her eyes, and looked at Qin Zhi, who was silent though she didn't speak. She smiled and said, "the yard in front of and behind the house in Baochuan was really affected by the cold, but now she moved to Fuxi yard. The house is not leaking. Eating is better. Now she doesn't know how strong she is."

A sharp toothed girl, dou Qing'e's eyes narrowed slightly, which, together with her, turned over her past account again.

Aunt Chang also took over the words at that time: "three girls are really right. My Lord, I have seen Baochuan twice in this period of time. I'm really born more and more cute."

Qin Zhi didn't refute and didn't have much joy. He just said "well" plainly. The memory of this commoner is very thin. Since his mother-in-law died suddenly six years ago, the mother-in-law of Zhao family calculated a divination that it's all because the commoner's birth killed He Lian. It seems that he paid little attention to this humble commoner, except that he knew that this commoner was catching the week At that time, he grasped a jade plate. In other aspects, his understanding of this commoner was basically zero.

With the firecrackers firing, the banquet began, and the lights around it dimmed, leaving only the broad platform in the center of the banquet. A gust of fragrance came from women. Eight dancers came from each side of the banquet. On April day, they were wearing gauze skirts as thin as cicadas' wings, revealing their waists that they could not hold, and covered with clouds of colorful silk. The musicians played the flute, and the concubines and singers played Zheng, singing a small song in the south of the Yangtze River, in the flying clouds and flowing water, the light yarn curls around, as if with the music flowing in the hearts of the people.

In the middle of the flying colorful yarn, Leng Changxi did not know when he had been seated. His position was second only to Qin Zhi, shangguanyuan and simarui Qiping. He raised his hand and played with the wine bottle. His eyes were indescribable and lazy. Until he scanned Qin yunuan not far away, his eyes turned from wandering to stagnant, and then he quietly turned away with a smile.Qin yunuan didn't know it. She felt that Leng Changxi could not talk about cold or hot eyes. She could only try to keep it as if nothing happened. Tonight, she had more important things to do.

The singing and dancing has been going on to the end, just when the dancers are ready to leave, then, at the end of the banquet, there is a sonorous and powerful voice of children reading aloud. Although it is immature, every word and sentence seems to have exhausted all the piety and sincerity.

"Baochuan wishes his father a longer life than Songling, such as rising in the sun, a long and shining star, and a great hope for Qiying."

The words are loud and the sentences are smooth.

Qin Linfeng's face was almost white in an instant, and his face was full of disbelief. He asked the cheap woman named listen to the lotus to put down the intestines that can make people wear intestines and stomach rotten to wear intestines. Why, why did the little rabbit appear at the banquet like an innocent person? Was he cheated by the lotus? No, no way! That wench at that time was full of thinking about how to be an aunt, what's more, it was not good for her to move her hands and feet.

Brush, Qin Linfeng is almost a kind of anger to eat people staring at Qin yunuan, it's her! It must be her! I heard from my mother earlier that now this girl is not the same as before. She has changed into a different person, but I didn't expect that she has become so smart.

At the end of the banquet, Qin Baochuan was dressed in a white lined gown with bamboo color. He wore two finger wide belts around his waist. He looked energetic and radiant. Along the way, the guests opened their eyes. They had never heard of such a handsome young master in Taiwei's mansion before.

"Father, this is a birthday gift from Baochuan." Qin Baochuan went to Qin Zhi and bowed his knees. When Qin Zhi was still a little surprised, tonger behind Qin Baochuan handed over the scroll in his hand.

Qin yunuan took over the words at the right time: "this is a painting of Chinese ink that Baochuan has spent a lot of effort to draw. I hope my father will accept it."

It turns out that it's just a painting, but it's better to have a heart at the young age of the commoner. Qin Zhi smiles hard and waves to ask Butler Xie to put away the scroll temporarily.

"Don't father look?" Qin yunuan said with a smile.

"Hum, how can a six-year-old painting of a commoner come out at will to show his ugliness?" Qin Yunzhuang sneered in his heart, but his tone was so soft that he wanted to dribble out of the water. "My father put it away for the sake of my second brother's face. In front of so many famous paintings sent by human rights experts, my second brother, why do you need to do more than that and let people compete with you?"

Qin Baochuan's face was slightly stiff and he seemed to be scared. He looked at Qin yunuan for help, but saw that his elder sister only gave a positive look. Qin Baochuan, who was encouraged, choked up and continued to bow his hand and said: "please see the scroll, and Baochuan promised that this ink painting must be original and satisfactory to his father."

Qin Zhi seems to be a little uncomfortable with Qin Baochuan's sudden enthusiasm: "OK, this gift, I've got it."

Before Qin yunuan spoke, the next leisurely voice said: "I'd like to see how unique this ink painting is."

Qin Zhi looked at Leng Changxi, who was saying something, and a smile piled up on his face: "since general Leng appreciates his face, come and open the scroll."

At one command, the two young men immediately came forward, one holding the scroll, the other slowly unfolding the scroll.

When the three meter long scroll is unfolded and the mountains and cottages on the screen are fully displayed, Qin yunuan seems to be able to feel Qin's deeply inhaled voice and murmur a question: "this is it?"

Qin Baochuan, like a small adult, is very sophisticated and familiar with the tunnel: "I heard earlier that my elder sister talked about the story of my father's study. I also heard that the nannies in the mansion said that my father had been away from home for more than 20 years and asked for official positions. What I miss most is the thatched cottage built at the foot of Zhongnan mountain when I was studying hard in the cold window. I have no time to go back to my hometown because of the busy government affairs. Father, Baochuan will The moulu you remember is different from the moulu in my father's mind, but I hope my father can take this piece of Baochuan's mind. "

The three meter long scroll, with mountains and water on the top, lifelike rocks and a waterfall flowing down from the mountains and rocks, reminds Qin Zhi of the spring in front of Xiaoxuan's window at that time. On the scroll, the pine, cypress and bamboo forest are green. A small but unique cottage is located on the hillside. On the top of the cottage, there are two cranes spinning, as if it means the opening in the cottage, Those who read loudly are bound to go to high school.

It's unbelievable that such a painter, such a composition, actually came from a six-year-old.