peach smile

proud.

Being held by Shen Quji, Wei Changan picked at her palm, teasingly said, "You know all about these things, young master?"

Shen Quji's feet softened, and he said softly: "My little aunt, please stop teasing me, this is going to see Master Wei, please be serious."

Wei Changan used the other hand to straighten the corner of Shen Quji's clothes, his eyebrows and eyes were curved into crescent moons, and the pear dimples on his lips were faintly visible. She patted Shen Quji's shoulder and motioned for Shen Quji to lower his head and listen to her whisper...

Wei Jingting, who was standing in a hidden place on the second floor, saw the above scene from a distance—these two people looked like a loving young couple, and they even matched so well in stature and appearance.

Wei Jingting turned around and sat back on the teahouse, his dark brown eyes were always dull and unwavering——Shen Quji, the current head of the Shen family in Hezhou, his mother is Shen Lian who once saved the life of the eldest princess, and his father is an imperial merchant Chu Zhongding, the second son of the Chu family, with his identities, once he stepped into this treacherous imperial capital, he couldn't escape the fate of becoming a pawn.

Thinking of this, Wei Jingting's hands clenched into fists involuntarily, brat, since you dare to bring peach blossoms to the capital, don't let me find out that you can't protect her forever, or you'll just wait...

"General, Second Master Chu and Missy have arrived." The guard knocked on the door to report, interrupting Wei Jingting's chaotic thoughts.

Wei Jingting raised his hand to straighten his sleeves, and after confirming that he would not be disrespectful, he said in a deep voice, "Come in."

How many years has Wei Changan not seen his third brother Wei Jingting?The third brother left home at the age of 20, and it has been six years in a flash.

After entering the door, Shen Quji bowed his hands respectfully to Wei Jingting. Wei Changan's eyes first lingered on Wei Jingting's face for a while, then lowered his eyebrows and bowed his knees to give Wei Jingting a blessing.

Wei Jingting tried his best to soften the aura around him, but still pointed to the lower seat flatly: "Come, sit."

The two sat down as promised, Wei Jingting brought the boiled spring water from the side, brewed two cups of tea and handed them to his sister and Shen Quji.

Since he was young, he was clumsy with words, and he was not able to make his sister happy like the other brothers. Naturally, his relationship with Taohua was not as close as those few people, but his love for his sister was not lacking at all. .

"Yesterday, a man from Hezhou named Shen Li found the Shaoqing of Dali Temple." Wei Jingting cut to the chase, looking at Shen Quji with burning eyes: "He came to complain for his son, saying that his son was arrested by Hezhou. The powerful made a false accusation, accused him of murder and was imprisoned."

Shen Quji, who was sitting upright, stretched out his hand and pushed the dim sum in front of Wei Chang'an, raised his head, his eyes were clear, and returned to Wei Jingting to be frank.

She nodded slightly, and cupped hands with Wei Jingting in a polite and thoughtful manner: "Third Brother Rong, the matter is like this..."

……

In just half a cup of tea, Shen Quji explained the whole story and some vague details in a concise and comprehensive manner.

Wei Jingting didn't expect that a person who had been in the business field for a long time could speak so directly to the point, so crisply.

"You always speak so directly and clearly, do you hit the point?" Wei Jingting asked suddenly.

Shen Quji cupped his hands: "In front of General Zhongwu, the grassroots dare not think otherwise."

"You can talk." A smile flashed across Wei Jingting's serious face very quickly, he put down his teacup, and looked at his sister as softly as possible: "Your husband is not an ordinary person, Taohua, this can't solve all problems. .”

Beside the tea table, Wei Jingting shook his clenched fist at his sister.

Wei Changan's face blushed subconsciously, but after she realized it, she couldn't help blinking her big eyes for a moment—is Third Brother just kidding her?

"Mine doesn't work, but that doesn't mean third brother yours doesn't work," Wei Changan smiled and rolled his eyes. Time is really a powerful thing, and it changed her third brother who rarely talks and smiles: "The two little brothers of the Chu family Master went to the government office early in the morning to be on duty, third brother, why don't you go?"

"I don't hold a court post, I only do errands in the army. I have been on rotation for the past few days, and I will go back to the Gyeonggi camp in two days." Wei Jingting sipped his fragrant tea and glanced at Shen Quji without a trace, hoping I was thinking too much.

……

After the morning market in Xicheng was over, Wei Changan and Shen Quji came down from the second floor of Yiwei Teahouse together.

In early autumn, the sky was clear and the sky was clear. As soon as we walked to the door of the tea house, before we walked out of the tea house, the smells of all kinds of food on the street mixed together and wafted in, which greatly aroused Wei Changan’s gluttonous stomach. insect.

Wei Changan, who was walking ahead, looked back at the bruises under the corners of Shen Qujiu's eyes, hesitating whether to take her out to eat together.

In the end, when she didn't pay attention, she bumped into a shoulder with a person who hurried through the door—to be precise, it was Wei Changan's shoulder, which bumped into the upper arm of the other person.

Shen Quji, who missed the last step, stretched out his hand to pull Wei Changan to his side, and the other party's reaction was also quick, and he took a step aside very quickly, preventing Wei Changan from crashing into his arms.

People dressed as followers immediately came up to protect the person who was hit by Wei Changan.

Wei Changan subconsciously apologized to the other party. A leading follower took a step forward, holding the handle of the knife at his waist tightly with his right hand, and shouted sharply: "Bold! Who dares to charge Jing..."

"Liu Sheng, step back," the young man who was bumped covered his upper arm and called his men back in a warm voice. The young man nodded lightly towards Shen Quji, his voice was hoarse and slightly nasal: "I ran into your lady, I'm sorry."

Shen Quji pulled Wei Chang'an behind him, and nodded back: "Young people in the mountains, you act recklessly, and if you offend your Excellency, please be magnanimous. I would like to apologize on behalf of my wife."

It was just a small touch that neither side noticed, and a few words of apology to each other.

"People in the capital always carry knives when they go out?" After walking out of the tea house, Wei Chang'an looked back at the plaque on the tea house.

The four characters of "Yiwei Tea House" are full of flamboyance and forcefulness.

Shen Quji held Wei Changan tightly, reached out his hand and nodded between her brows, and said softly: "That person is not an ordinary person, as long as he didn't hurt you."

Another "not an ordinary person", Wei Changan raised his eyebrows, recalling the appearance of that person just now - wearing a red Xuan robe, a white jade belt around his waist, a knife on his left, a stinky face on his right, and there seems to be a faint scar on his left forehead ...

Officials?

"That's the Marquis of Jingling at that time." Shen Quji lowered his head slightly, and whispered in Wei Chang'an's ear in a deep voice: "Your third brother's wife and younger brother, the eldest son of Prince Qingxu, his surname is Sima, his name is Yuxuan, and his surname is Yuxuan. At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty."

Wei Changan casually looked at the small commodities sold on the side of the road as if strolling in the courtyard, and said casually: "The third brother was waiting for him just now? ——Boss, how much is this?"

"Madam, you have good eyesight. This is a high-quality peach wood comb. It only costs one or two yuan!" The small peddler took a look at Wei Changan's clothes and listened to Wei Changan's northern accent, then weighed and quoted a price.

Wei Changan pouted, put down his comb and continued walking forward: "So we can still have a relationship with that handsome young man—is he the young minister of Dali Temple that the third brother mentioned?"

As for Sima Xuan's black face, how handsome is he?

Shen Quji folded his arms and looked at Wei Changan, expressing that he couldn't figure out her peculiar aesthetics: "When we came out, the third brother said that we had to wait for that person, I guess it was that one, but he was not the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, but the right servant of the Ministry of Punishment. ——Peach Blossom, the capital is a mixed bag, don't misidentify my relatives..."

"Cut..." Wei Changan turned around and made a face at her.

Blind Tea House, in the room where Wei Jingting was, relatives who had been warned not to be misidentified were talking to Wei Jingting with a serious expression at the moment.

"Then according to what you say, the Feng family is indeed involved?" Wei Jingting stroked the edge of the teacup with his index finger, thoughtfully.

Sima Xuan nodded, with a thin layer of sweat covering his forehead: "This game of chess is not as good as the game five years ago that stirred up the world, but it also involved many treacherous winds and rains. It is best not to play chess in Hezhou." Get involved."

Wei Jingting, who was setting up the chessboard, shook his head with a smile, and let out a long sigh of relief: "Pursue death first, not necessarily death, and rebirth after death—Yuanchu, anyway, you can't go home now, let's play a game?"

"Okay."

The author has something to say: Uh, the label of this article is "Zhai Dou". As for the story of Sima Xuan, the author still has the manuscript "Rong Xuan" in his stomach, but some parts have to be mentioned. Shen Quji had to recognize his own mother.