A concubine enters the mansion? Reborn, three matchmakers and six engagements to marry the Prime Min

Mr. Yan was picking up the chess pieces one by one. Hearing this, he said casually: "Well, if you didn't come, I would have forgotten that he is the first seven today."

Su Qingyu blurted out: "You are also full cousins..."

She stopped what she said later, suddenly realizing that she had gone too far. This was not what she should say.

Mr. Yan was stunned for a moment, then looked at Su Qingyu and said softly: "The little girl knows a lot."

There was a faint smile on his lips, and his eyes looking at Su Qingyu were somewhat probing, but it was not obvious.

Su Qingyu looked up and saw the smile on his lips.

Just at this moment, the young novice monk knocked on the door and came in, "Miss Su, the reception hall is ready."

Su Qingyu turned to look at Mr. Yan and asked, "Aren't you going to burn incense for him?"

The corner of Yan Sanye's mouth twitched twice, he stood up and shook his robe, "Of course I want to go. This is the first time I have seen such a scene."

Su Qingyu thought to herself, "Hasn't this person had his head burned?"

In the Jieyin Hall, there is a golden Buddha statue in the middle of the hall, with candlelight shining on both sides. One hundred and eight monks sat on both sides, with a long table in the middle and a futon with a golden lotus pattern in front of the long table.

Pearl and Jade also came over with sacrifices and scriptures. Su Qingyu took the sacrifices, asked Master Ci'en, and placed them on the table.

The scriptures were offered at the feet of the Buddha statue.

Mr. Yan reached out to take down the scriptures he had just offered, and stood there and started to read them.

Su Qingyu frowned, feeling that the person in front of her was a little rude. He was offering salvation to the Bodhisattva. Why was he so casual?

I heard Mr. Yan saying while looking at it: "The pen is powerful, but the stamina is a bit lacking, and the last stroke lacks a little flavor."

Su Qingyu curled her lips and said, "Both Buddha and Mr. Shen will not blame me. This kind of thing is done with sincerity."

After thinking for a while, he said, "Thank you, Master Yan, for your advice."

It's not that she doesn't know the problem he mentioned, it's just that writing is very demanding and can't be mastered overnight.

Seeing that he put the scriptures up again, Su Qingyu continued to sort out the tributes with confidence.

Chestnut cake, peach kernel cake, southern date cake, pine nut cake, tung seed cake.

Five of each item were placed on plates, arranged neatly, and even the corners of the snacks were neatly aligned.

Seeing that there were still snacks in the food box, Mr. Yan asked, "What's in this?"

Pearl replied: "Our lady is afraid that some of them will be broken, so she brought two extra of each kind."

Suddenly, Mr. Yan's Adam's apple twitched twice. He bent down and picked up a piece of chestnut cake and took a bite.

It had a refreshing aroma and only a little sugar was added to the taste. It was his favorite taste. After eating a piece of chestnut cake, he took another deep look at Su Qingyu.

Su Qingyu didn't look at him, but knelt down in a polite manner, kowtowed and offered incense.

After getting up, she looked at Mr. Yan, "Don't you burn incense?"

Mr. Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, stepped forward, burned a stick of incense, and bowed, but it looked perfunctory no matter how he looked at it.

While the ritual was being performed, heavy snow began to fall outside, with strong winds howling. Just after noon, the sky had already become dark and depressing.

The monk still wanted to continue reciting sutras for Mr. Shen to achieve salvation, but Su Qingyu had nothing to do and planned to go back to rest.

But it's snowing heavily outside, making the journey difficult.

Su Qingyu was standing in a dilemma at the door of the main hall when she heard Mr. Yan say: "I have people prepare a vegetarian meal in the Zen room next to it. If Miss Su doesn't mind, let's come together."

Su Qingyu didn't show any pretense, nodded and said: "Then I'll bother Mr. Yan."

"I'm just sorry, I'm doing something here and disturbing your meal."

At this time, Master Yan San had already walked towards the meditation room next to him. Hearing this, he murmured, "It would be good if I could listen to it, so as not to waste this scripture."

Four vegetarian dishes and two bowls of soy milk were placed in the Zen room, and Pearl and Jade were invited to the Zen room on the other side to eat.

Su Qingyu and Yan Sanye sat opposite each other. She took the soy milk and drank it in small sips. After two sips, her body felt much warmer.

The sky was darkening outside, and only the sound of falling snow could be heard. The candlelight reflected on the girl's cold face, with a delicate and beautiful look between her eyebrows.

"The snow will stop in a while. I'll send someone to take you back." Seeing Su Qingyu looking outside from time to time, he comforted her.

Su Qingyu was not in a hurry to go back, but Su Yihui followed her up the mountain. She always felt that there was some conspiracy behind it, and she felt a little restless.

Seeing Master Yan say this, Su Qingyu calmed down her thoughts and focused on eating.

Not long after, someone came in and whispered, "Third Master, the carriage and horses are ready. We can set off early tomorrow morning."

After the man left, Su Qingyu asked casually: "Third Master, are you going back to your hometown?"

The Yan family's ancestral home is Jinling. If he came to attend the funeral, he should go back.

I heard Mr. Yan say: "I will go to the northwest and return to Beijing in two or three months."

He thought for a while and then said: "I will definitely return to Beijing before he burns for a hundred days."

A hundred days later, it will be the day when Su Qingyu will marry into the Shen family.

The chopsticks in Su Qingyu's hand suddenly fell to the table and hit the edge of the celadon bowl, making a clanking sound.

Two months after the previous life, there was an earthquake in the northwest provinces of Gansu and Shaanxi, an avalanche occurred in the Tianshan Mountains, and people in the entire northwest were in dire straits.

Gu Ruoyun was in charge of the Su family's property at the time and made a lot of money by relying on the country's hard-earned wealth. He also stabbed the Lin family in the back, causing the Lin family to suffer severe injuries.

Su Qingyu still feels frightened when she thinks of the tragic situation in the capital and even the entire northern Zhili at that time.

"During the first month, don't stay in Gansu and Shaanxi provinces." Su Qingyu said in a low voice.

She couldn't do nothing to save him. Regardless of whether the person in front of her believed it or not, she had to remind him. Even if he died in the northwest, she still tried her best.

On second thought, the third master of the Yan family was still alive in his previous life, so everything should be fine.

However, Mr. Yan frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

He went to the northwest this time to investigate a major matter. He was not expected to return to Beijing until the end of January, which happened to be the two provinces of Shaanxi and Gansu.

Su Qingyu took a deep breath and thought about countermeasures. She couldn't say that she would be reborn. Not to mention people she didn't know very well, she wouldn't say it even to her closest relatives.

My heart was anxious, but my face was calm.

Master Yan kept staring at Su Qingyu, and she pondered for a moment before saying, "When I was young, I once dreamed of a book that said that in the first month of the eighteenth year of Xuande, the sky collapsed and the earth sank in Shaanxi and Gansu provinces, causing countless casualties."

"It's better to believe that this kind of thing exists than to believe that it doesn't exist. What do you think?"

Su Qingyu looked calm, as if she just said it casually.

But Mr. Yan clearly saw the complicated emotions in her eyes before, fear, hatred, calculation...

From that day when this little girl broke into the study to today's meeting, he found that he could not see through her more and more.

That's all, I can only wait until I come back from the northwest to investigate in detail.

The wind and snow outside suddenly stopped, and Pearl suddenly walked in, whispering next to Su Qingyu: "Miss, I just went back to check. The eldest young master is here, and he is with the third lady at this time."