[Quick Transmigration] Blame me for the abuse

If you hear about Jianghu, ten words and nine lies.

Wen Nineteen took his confidante with her.

The girl Chun Jian in a peony round neck gauze shirt pursed her mouth slightly, showing some reproach. If it was normal, she couldn't help complaining about his wantonness, but in the end she just bent her eyebrows and handed the reins to the two of them.

"Young master, don't forget the time when you play."

Originally supposed to be a well-known beauty, Jiang Yuan tilted his head, guessing that Wen Nineteen in front of him should be smiling as usual, but Jiang Yuan couldn't see it, how is it compared to Chunshui Lihua, which stunned the unparalleled beauty for a moment , then lowered his eyes, slightly blessing himself.

Until it was far away, Jiang Yuan remembered her appearance at that moment, but when he heard that Shijiu was riding a horse far ahead, Jiang Yuan didn't know what was going on in his mind.

Originally, the chivalrous man was handsome, the beauty in the Red Mansion, so many operas and poems were sung, but there was no silver saddle to shine on the white horse, rustling like a shooting star.

Wen Nineteen entered Qing'an City, and let the horse go casually. Jiang Yuan and him had nothing to say all the way, and they couldn't stay full of troubles, so he gave up his reserve and asked first.

"I always thought that a free and easy person like Brother Wen would definitely not go back on what he said."

Wen Nineteen had no intention of covering up the Suizhou incident that day.

A well-known man in Jianghu, Jiang Yuan didn't know how many parties he had entrusted to find him, an abandoned son of the Demon Cult. There is no reason to explain anything to him.

Jiang Yuan couldn't say whether he was annoyed because he didn't even cover up, but Wen Nineteen, a person with insight into the world, didn't guess Jiang Yuan's question like this, but because he understood Jiang Yuan's mind, and for Jiang Yuan This frankness to him made her feel more comfortable.

"Although Wen is just an ordinary dude, since he is free and easy, when he repents, he will naturally be free and easy."

Jiang Yuan was stunned for a moment by his remarks, and then suddenly softened the cold face that had been standing all the way, Wen Nineteen is such a smart person, he didn't wait for Jiang Yuanfu to feel that he was so easy to forgive, and then said :

"Finally, this matter is over, no matter how brother Jiang instigated, Wen accepted it safely, without any complaints."

Jiang Yuan lowered his eyes because of Wen Nineteen's words, holding on to the last trace of resentment and unwilling to answer him.

After years of not seeing each other, the streets of Qing'an quietly lined up in the glare of the sun with an estranged look. He remembered that in the town at the beginning, he used his miscellaneous memories to calculate a few hexagrams and get a few coins. I dare not be extravagant, I just go to an old man's tea shed every day to drink a bowl of pear soup that has been cooled down, and I can relieve my fatigue after a day, but I can't ignore the sour taste, and I am soft. Bitten out of the pear flesh, but such a gentle and harmless sweet and sour, people can't find a reason to complain.Today Jiang Yuan is standing at the corner of this rosy light, the bluestone reflects the lights that are gradually lighting up all over the city, but for some reason, he thinks of what he felt at that time, so that he can restrain the so-called feeling of being close to his hometown.

Wen Nineteen didn't seem to notice anything this time, he smiled nicely, and there was no haze on his ordinary face.

Everyone has melancholy, and those who hide it well are always likable.

Wen Nineteen is such a person.

Jiang Yuan had no choice but to let go of doubts and entanglements in his heart. Even if he refused to admit it, Wen Nineteen had luck from nowhere. When he met someone like Jiang Yuan, he couldn't hold back his grudge and indifference towards him.

With just one glance, Wen Nineteen's eyes met Jiang Yuan's.

Qing'an is really beautiful, very beautiful.

"The lady of the Zhuang family has such a family background, such a beautiful appearance and talent, but she has received a cold reception here at Zhao Chu. Even if there are really distinguished guests, how can she let the delicate daughter drink alone and enjoy the scenery. Naturally, Mrs. Zhuang does not want her daughter to be treated. This kind of grievance, just a letter, the only daughter of the farmer left Suizhou with a group of servants and came to Qing'an."

The old man in the teahouse leaned on his beard and looked at the amazement of everyone under the table, quite proud of it.

Jiang Yuan drank tea alone in the corner, bored, but also a little curious about the story.

Before he left Zhao's residence, he heard that Miss Zhuang would come to Zhao's residence in a few days, but Zhao Chu looked quite embarrassed, but because of the dealer's reason, he couldn't refuse, which made the dealer lose face. I am still curious, Miss Zhuang Jia, but I am very dissatisfied with Zhao Chu.

"Miss Zhuang Jia, Zhuang Ruyi, lives deep in the boudoir, dignified and indifferent, why didn't she go back to her Yugu sect, and came here to Qing'an?"

"That's what you don't know."

The old man had a round body and couldn't stand it for a while, so he took a bowl of rice wine and sat down on the bench, shook his beard, and continued:

"The Zhuang mansion and Mr. Cheng from East Fifth Lane in Qing'an City are relatives of his cousin and nephew. I'm afraid that Mrs. Zhuang's family came out here to relax because she was afraid of her daughter's displeasure. In our Qing'an City, Jiangnan in the Central Plains, who can surpass him? , don’t you think so?”

"That's true."

"The old man said it well."

There was a burst of laughter from below, most of the people drinking tea and listening to books in this teahouse are from Qing'an locals, so after hearing such praise, they are naturally honored, even if the Zhuang family's lady Zhuang Ruyi is not enough for ordinary people in this life The rich and powerful family in the world.

Jiang Yuan also became amused, Wen Nineteen is not here, if he is, he should make fun of him, Wen Nineteen is very popular with women, Zhuang Ruyi's reputation is also famous except for the two swords in one hand.Just as this side was about to stand up, pay the silver and leave, a small man over there nimbly squeezed in from the crowd, stood on tiptoe to look at the small teahouse, and then went straight to Jiang Yuan.

The little man looked very clever, but when he got close, Jiang Yuan realized that he was just a bit bent.

"This boy."

Jiang Yuan tore off the cloth towel covering the lower half of his face, and the little man's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said:

"This son is so...he looks like a celestial being, so he must be the Mr. Jiang Yuan Jiang that Mr. Wen said."

Jiang Yuan looked around, and there were many people looking this way, curious, so he nodded slightly.

"It's ridiculous, it's Jiang Yuan."

"Little Zhao Qijiu, Mr. Wen met a good friend, and he won't be able to come back tonight. Let me take a message to you, Young Master. Can I ask Young Master Jiang if he would like to meet at Guide Manor in Dongsan Lane?" Zhao Qi Jiu handed over a fan, and Jiang Yuan recognized that it was the one Wen Nineteen always loved to keep with him. Expensive, usually cherished.

So Jiang Yuan put away his doubts a little bit.

"Then please lead the way."

青安

Dongsan Lane Guide Villa

The married master started his family by shipping, and grew up in the south of the Yangtze River since he was a child. Even if he bought his property in Qing'an, the house of this farmer is naturally a pure Jiangnan style, with gray and white, greenery, small bridges and flowing water, and vermilion corridors. Don't be elegant.

After stepping through the circular arch, he just turned into the small pavilion on the pool and was led by the steward to the courtyard. Wen Shijiu over there gave Jiang Yuan a signal from a distance.

"Brother Jiang Yuan."

Jiang Yuan's gaze was only on him, but the woman beside him caught his attention.

The woman is not the usual delicate and small oval face, but a round face, with angular almond eyes, lightly painted in black, and the eyebrows may have been carefully trimmed, lest it reduce the beauty with coldness and beauty. color appearance.Miss Zhuangjia, Zhuang Ruyi, is wearing an apricot-white printed floral dress, with a string of rutile beads on her forearm like a section of lotus root, making her skin white as snow and skin as ice as jade.

Because Zhuang Ruyi felt a little uneasy, Jiang Yuan restrained his smile, and knew that such a beloved woman would inevitably feel uncomfortable when she saw strangers, so she smiled first, and said.

"Ms. Zhuang of the Yu Gu school, in Xiajiang, Brother Wen is really lucky. I have heard about the color of Miss Zhuang a long time ago, and now I can see it. It is really worthy of the name. Thank you Brother Wen for the introduction."

That Wen Nineteen originally had a good smile, but he paused when he tapped the palm of his hand with the fan, but he felt something was wrong, so he only showed an inexplicable smile at that person, making his eyebrows and eyes like water, it was good Some scenery, but Jiang Yuan deliberately avoided it.

Wen Nineteen originally had an ordinary appearance, with only a pair of dainty and eye-catching eyes, but seeing Miss Zhuang's tenderness towards him, I'm afraid it was due to the unique elegance of this person.

Jiang Yuan took his seat, and Wen Nineteen handed over a cup of tea and said.

"Both of them are extremely talented and beautiful. It is an honor for Wen to drink with the two of them."

I'm afraid this is the only person who doesn't make people feel slippery when he speaks such exquisite and clever words. Jiang Yuan saw his charming appearance, Zhuang Ruyi could only shake his head slightly and smiled lightly.

"It's ridiculous."

"I originally thought of a good place to go. There is a teahouse by the ferry in the east. Every ninth day, there will be literati and scholars with a friend or two, drinking tea and enjoying the piano. The vegetarian restaurant there is also famous. Would you like to have a visit?" try."

"My little girl is really curious about the vegetarian restaurant there. Originally in Suizhou, the vegetarian restaurant in Foguang Temple is also famous. I must try it."

Jiang Yuan was naturally curious, so he replied together, "Jiang is also willing to go with me."

"excellent."

Wen Nineteen closed the paper fan with a swipe, with a smile in his eyes: "How about today?"