Raised an ugly man [Transmigration Book]

Ah Qing didn't respond to Feng Ziyin, but turned back to the room indifferently.

This day was the day when the steward paid wages. Ah Qing and Wang Yang finished their work and lined up in the small courtyard to ask the steward to collect the money.

Ah Qing has been absent-minded for the past few days, even Wang Yang can see that he seems to have distracting thoughts, and asked with concern: "Brother Qing, what's the matter with you recently, you are out of your mind."

Ever since Yin asked him to go back that day, he felt like a stone in his heart, depressed and heavy. Although he knew that Wang Yang's concern was good intentions, he shook his head.

Wang Yang saw that he was unwilling to talk, so Zhiqu changed the subject and said, "By the way, Brother Qing, do you know the girl who buys bean curds in the shop opposite Tianxiang Lane?"

Ah Qing thought for a while, then said truthfully, "I don't know."

Wang Yang said: "Let me tell you, the girl who sells bean curds is really beautiful."

Ah Qing didn't show much interest, but said lightly, "Really?"

There was a look of admiration in Wang Yang's eyes, and he said: "Really, you will know it at the first sight, that girl is like a fairy descending to earth."

Seeing that there was something in his words, Ah Qing said, "You seem to be interested in her?"

Wang Yang was caught by what he said, embarrassing black and red appeared on his dark face, he paused for a while, and simply admitted: "Well, that's natural, such a beautiful girl, who doesn't like it?"

Seeing that he was also at the age of marriage, Ah Qing said: "If you are interested, then seize the opportunity."

Seeing that Ah Qing, who was always serious, said such words, Wang Yang couldn't help but said: "Thank you, brother Qing, but I am a poor boy who works as a servant for other people's family, and that girl probably looks down on me."

Seeing him wryly smiling, Ah Qing encouraged him with a look of no confidence, "If you don't try, how will you know the result?"

After finishing speaking, he realized that the words were familiar, thinking that he hadn't bought the broken jade that day, what the lord said to himself, thinking about the things that were pressing in his heart recently, and the smirk on the little lang-jun's face, he had mixed feelings.

But Wang Yang didn't know the complexity of what he was thinking. Seeing him comforting himself, he said with pride: "Brother Qing is right, for the sake of the girl I love, if you don't try it, you won't know the result. Anyway, I have a thick face."

While talking, it was the turn of the two of them to receive their wages.

Wang Yang took his salary with a nod and bowed his head, and the manager nodded slightly, seeing Ah Qing take a step forward.

The steward heard that the last time a few servants went to make things difficult for Ah Qing, they were taught a lesson by him, and even the purse was taken away.

Everyone likes soft things rather than hard things, and the manager will not deliberately kick a hard board. The usual arrogance is a little restrained at this time.

But for the past, it was impossible for the steward to humbly apologize to Ah Qing.

He had a somewhat unnatural expression on his face, and now he hung the wages that were not counted to Ah Qing on a pendant and gave him to him at this moment, almost hoping that the previous unhappiness would be the same as letting go of the past.

Ah Qing took the wages, found the extra money, and didn't say a word, took the copper inscription and went down.

Just as he was about to leave, he saw Zhuquan rushing over, somewhat out of breath, blushing, and said, "Lang Jun, Brother Ah Qing, please come over."

Ah Qing thought that Mr. Xiao Lang had suffered another sudden illness, so she said goodbye to Wang Yang and followed Zhuquan.

Knocking on the door, there was no sign of Mr. Xiao Lang on the bed, but the books on the shelf were empty.After entering the room, he found that there were books scattered on the ground like a hill, and Mr. Xiao Lang sat on the ground with his knees bent, flipping through the books one by one.

Looking up, it was Ah Qing who came, and Yi Ziqian said, "Ah Qing, help me to classify these books. I asked Zhuquan to clean the bookshelves and wipe the books, but she didn't know how to classify the books. One person can't show so much, so I let you come over."

Ah Qing listened to Mr. Xiaolang's orders, and didn't say much, and started to do things quickly, picked up a book, looked at the title and said: "Put poems and prose on four shelves, and miscellaneous essays on three shelves. Can you?"

Yi Ziqian said, "Yes."

When sorting out the books, the two didn't talk too much. Yi Ziqian passed the books to him, and Ah Qing sorted them out, and the atmosphere was pleasant.

After a while, the mountain-like books on the ground filled the bookshelves.

Yi Ziqian got up, made a pot of tea for Ah Qing, and said, "Thank you for your hard work, how about this tea?"

Ah Qing took it, took a sip, the tea was rich in fragrance, and said: "It smells like orchids."

Yi Ziqian listened to his praise, and said: "This is tea from my father. It is produced in the capital of Yunnan. It is called Chiyan. It tastes full of fragrance."

Knowing that Yi's father didn't care about him, Ah Qing asked suspiciously, "Why did Master Yi suddenly send you tea?"

Yi Ziqian felt an indescribable disgust in his heart when he thought of Yi Yun drugging himself to make Lin Yin have an affair with him.

I don't know what Yi Yun's mind is thinking, but drugging her husband and younger brother is simply creepy.

Slowly said: "Didn't I mention it to my father last time, the cook may have confused the octatron, which causes heat rash, with fennel. I didn't expect that when the servants screened the seasoning, they actually found the octatron. Father therefore I just brought some good tea, and it was originally a play for Yi Yun, so I made a mistake."

Ah Qing said: "It's a rare and elegant tea."

Yi Ziqian also poured himself a cup and said, "This pot of Chiyan tea is not the ultimate. It needs to be paired with running water from the mountains to bring out its rich flavor."

Ah Qing is also considered a half-tea lover, looking at the green leaves at the bottom of the tea, she said, "The running water in the mountains is not a perfect match, there is another one that is better."

Yi Ziqian came interested and said, "What is that?"

Ah Qing said: "It was early morning in spring, picking dewdrops from the petals of flowers."

Yi Ziqian has not heard of this kind of tea yet, although he felt the novelty, he said: "There is dew in the morning sun, but the dew is fleeting, and it takes a lot of manpower to gather a drop of dew into half a glass of water. Only nobles can afford to drink."

Ah Qing restrained her smile, remained silent for a while, and said, "I also read the method from the book. It is best to make tea with this kind of morning dew."

Yi Ziqian thought about it: "In addition to dew, it's not bad to mix it with snow water."

Ah Qing nodded and said, "Sweeping snow and frying fragrant tea, it's fun."

Yi Ziqian showed a smile and said, "When the auspicious snow comes next year, I will make tea with Han Ying, and hold tea to watch the snow."

Thinking of that scene, Ah Qing felt peaceful in her heart, and said with a light smile, "A peaceful and comfortable life is exactly the life you want."

Yi Ziqian said with a smile, "Ah Qing still understands me." Then he said, "I see that you have lost your mind recently, is it because of that old friend's visit?"

Ah Qing didn't expect Mr. Xiao Lang to have such a keen intuition, he hesitated for a moment, and said: "No, it's just that I feel out of strength recently."

Yi Ziqian thought that he was too tired recently and didn't have a good rest, so he said concernedly: "Then let me talk to the manager and ask him to give you a day off."

Ah Qing shook her head and said, "Thank you, sir, for your concern, I'm fine, there's no need."

Seeing his persistence, Yi Ziqian said, "If you need to rest, please tell me, don't break your body."

Seeing the sincere concern on his face, Ah Qing's heart warmed slightly, and the distracting thoughts in her mind also went away, so she nodded slightly.

Only then did Yi Ziqian feel relieved, and said, "Then you go back first."

Ah Qing resigned.

The most expensive and best inn in Minzhou is called Xiyue Building. The interior of the pavilion is paved with white jade, and the light gauze decorated with lavender gauze and embroidered with honeysuckle flowers.

On the window railing on the third floor, Ying Shao was wearing a red dress, leaning on the railing, looking down at the busy traffic on the street, and the music and music.

A young man suddenly appeared in the room, it was Jiang Lian, who knelt down and lowered his head and said, "Young Master, the Dark Fragrance Valley still refuses to let go."

Ying Shao chuckled playfully, and said, "Don't worry, they should be panicking."

Jiang Lian seemed to be in a happy mood when he heard his light tone, and asked for instructions: "Then my subordinates will wait and see what happens."

Ying Shao said, "How about the decent side?"

Jiang Lian said: "We are already preparing, we only owe Dongfeng."

Ying Shao pursed his lips, and said in a slightly haughty tone: "It's up to me to decide whether or not the wind blows." Then he immediately returned to normal and said: "Let them wait, and send people to darken Xianggu first." Observe and monitor nearby, and when the injury of the owner of the Dark Fragrance Valley occurs, I will see how long Lu Lang can endure it."

Jiang Lian got his order, nodded slightly, and gradually disappeared into the darkness.

Ying Shao pondered for a moment, then said to the unoccupied room: "Xing Yi, go and follow Jiang Lian, he is still a little irritable about some things."

Somewhere in the room, there was a slight sound, and with a gust of cool wind passing by, the sound disappeared completely.

Looking down at the noise in the street, Ying Shao looked at him from above, but his eyes were full of contempt and disdain, as if all living beings were trampled under his feet like ants.

Autumn is coming, and Yi Ziqian is holding a pot of Clivia, carefully trimming its leaves under the autumn sunshine.

Ah Qing happened to pass by Yi Ziqian's Guanting, and saw Mr. Xiao Lang from a distance, dressed in white with double breasts, putting a pot of flowers on the flower stand, and concentrating on pruning.

Wang Yang finally plucked up the courage to express his heart to the girl selling bean curd, but out of shame, he dared not speak to her.So I asked Ah Qing to give the token of love I bought to the girl.

Ah Qing didn't expect this tall and strong man to show such a shy side when facing his sweetheart, so he agreed.

The autumn is warm and warm, sprinkled with warm yellow light and shadows, outlining the figure of Xiao Langjun, the phoenix tree next to him is yellow, flying flowers and falling leaves for thousands of years, only the flowers and plants in Xiao Langjun's courtyard are still green.

As if feeling someone's attention, Yi Ziqian raised his eyes and saw Ah Qing standing outside the courtyard, put down the scissors, and asked, "Ah Qing, where are you going?"

Ah Qing said: "Wang Mafu asked me to give a token of love to the girl who sells bean curd."

Yi Ziqian is in better health and is bored. Hearing about this incident, he also wants to join in the fun. Maybe he can witness the process of a couple getting married. , why not take me with you."

Of course Ah Qing was willing, and the two left the house together.

The people living in Tianxiang Alley are ordinary people, and the smoke from the kitchen is slowly adding a little more human touch. A small shop is overcrowded.And in the shop, a girl in floral cloth was holding a porcelain bowl with bean curds and placed it in front of the guest's table.