Xie Fu walked off the court and handed the handkerchief to everyone to share the fragrance.
Smell this, sniff that, even though I can't get up close to Mrs. Lan Ning, it's still satisfying.
Xie Fu handed the seventh sister's cloth to Xia'er.
Xia'er was very happy and hugged Buren into her arms, "Thank you, Master."
Xie Fu said with a smile: "Sister Xia'er, you must be satisfied."
Xia Er nodded.
Although the lantern riddles were over, everyone was still interested and enthusiastic, and they all came forward to chat with Xie Fu.
"Yangzhou Talented Man, our Bichun Lantern Club has a base in Xumen. Are you interested in participating?"
"Yangzhou Talented Man, my home is nearby. Why don't you come to my home right now to talk by candlelight."
…
There were many people making noises, so Xie Fu had to deal with them one by one politely.
It wasn't until there were fewer people around Xie Fu that a middle-aged Confucian scholar came over.
"Sir, have you ever heard of Wen Ting?"
Xie Fu responded: "I've never heard of it."
The middle-aged Confucian scholar smiled and said, "I'm Xie Jing. I live in Yuchanzhai on the Taohua River. If the young master thinks of Xie someday, he can come and sit under his house."
The middle-aged Confucian scholar finished speaking and left. Xie Fu was confused.
It was late at night and there were few people on the road, but the brothel was still brightly lit.
Xie Fu and Xia'er were also on their way back home.
"Thank you, Master, you really shine tonight."
"I want to rectify the name of Yangzhou's talented people. How can I be timid and let them look down upon me? If there is anything arrogant about me, they won't recognize me."
"Thank you, Mr. Master, but you have a little bit of that tonight..."
"How can I be out of place when I get to know the literati in Suzhou?"
"What kind of literary style? I think it's vulgar and obscene."
Xia'er didn't know how many dirty words and obscene words she heard tonight.
Xie Fu said with a smile: "What man is not a little romantic? Sister Xia'er, you still don't understand. When you get married, I wish your husband would talk to me more on the pillow. If my husband doesn't say anything, I will hate him for being a lump in my heart." .”
Xia'er immediately spat: "Bah."
Xie Fu smiled, "I knew you didn't believe it."
Xia Er smiled, "But I know Mr. Xie is a very stable person."
"How to say?"
“Very safe, trustworthy, and never disappoints.”
"Thank you, Sister Xia'er, for the compliment."
"You're so polite, everyone says it's to blame for being so polite."
Suddenly it started to rain lightly, and the two started jogging.
The lights on the Seven Bridges have gone down, but my socks are stained with mud.
But Zhu Ming stayed in a dark place, waiting for the call from Miao's mother to return to Yingyuan.
This was already the nineteenth night that he had been waiting. Maybe Miao's mother had forgotten about it, but it was another night in vain.
Seeing that the third watch had passed, Zhu Ming had no choice but to return. When he was about to reach the side door of Tantai Mansion, he heard the conversation between Xie Fu and Xia Er.
"Mr. Xie, do you really want to see Mrs. Lan Ning?"
"Of course, I've wanted to see her for a long time."
"Huh, at first I said that there are two pretty young ladies, Sister Xia'er and Sister Xiaoqiu, in this house, and they go to a brothel. Men are the same."
…
Zhu Ming was originally listless, but when he heard the four words Madam Lan Ning, his heart suddenly became excited, Madam Lan Ning.
Secretly listening to the conversation between the two, he quickly figured out what was going on.
Xie Fu won the jackpot in today's lantern riddle and got the opportunity to meet Mrs. Lan Ning.
Fu Xie had in his hand a handkerchief embroidered by Mrs. Lan Ning herself. This handkerchief was a token of his meeting with Mrs. Lan Ning.
For Zhu Ming, this is something he has longed for.
Mrs. Lanning!
Xia'er returned to the inner house and saw that the light in the attic was still on.
Warm yellow light shines through the window lattice, casting a layer of warm color in front of the quiet pavilion.
The lady is not asleep yet?
Xia'er wanted to go up to the attic, but suddenly stopped and quietly went back to her room.
After so many years, she has understood the young lady. When the young lady is worried, she does not like to be disturbed.
In the attic, Tantai Heqing was sitting at the table in a white dress, holding her cheek in one hand, her eyes melancholy. Her beautiful face was reflected in the light, and the shadows on the ground were clear and charming.
If we say that the daughter is shocked, it would be better to say that she is alone under the lamp.
When you find out that you are about to lose, all your pride is gone. Tantai Heqing has realized that she has fallen in love with him, and gave him her daughter's first love.
In fact, she already liked the man a little bit when she was bitten by the poisonous snake. Otherwise, if a man hugged her and touched her, she would never let him live.
Recalling that she had despised him and despised him, Tantai Heqing felt that she was so confused.
Maybe she has been proud and independent for too long, maybe she is too resistant and wary of men.
She didn't believe that someone would be so kind to her and love her so much.
At this moment, when I think of the words "protect her, cherish her, cherish her, love her" again, it feels like my heart has been drained.
Tantai Heqing took a deep breath and forced himself to laugh.
Isn’t this what a person has been doing for so many years?
He Qing, how can you become weak because of a man.
You still need to go on alone, this is your life, and your life is not important to anyone.
There is a red wedding dress on the table.
It was a wedding dress embroidered by her mother herself. The bright red color was full of festive and happy meanings, and it was also the mother's most ardent blessing for her daughter.
Tantai Heqing couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke the delicate phoenix pattern with her long white fingers, feeling the uneven texture.
Caressing and caressing, for some reason, the sadness that I had just suppressed came over me. My eyes turned red, and a few tears fell gently on the wedding dress from the corner of my eyes. Mom...
I don't need anyone's pity or compassion. The sadder Tantai Heqing becomes, the stronger she becomes.
She picked up the needle and thread again and embroidered the unfinished purse.
I plan to hide this new love and the red wedding dress together.
Under the lamp, the figure with nimble hands is gentle and gentle.
The night got deeper and everything was silent.
Feeling sleepy, Tantai He dozed slightly, rubbed his eyes specially, and continued with his hands.
My fingers suddenly felt a tingling pain, but they were pricked by needles, and I felt much more energetic...
The next day, Xia Er came to the attic early and found that the lady was sleeping on the table, and the lights on the table had been burned out.
Xia'er was frightened and distressed, and walked closer.
It was already autumn and it was early morning. I was afraid that the young lady would catch a cold, so I took a cloak and gently put it on the young lady.
Suddenly, a flash of bright red on the table caught Xia'er's eyes.
Miss, you finally want to get married!
Xia'er knew about this wedding dress. Madam personally embroidered it for her when she was fifteen years old.
Since the accident between the madam and the master, the young lady put on the white mourning clothes and also kept the red wedding dress in a box and locked it.
Miss, if you want to get married, it's never too late. You are so beautiful, even if you are thirty or forty years old, all the men will be eager for you.
Xia'er was thinking, and then he caught a glimpse of the lady holding a purse in her hand and needle and thread in the other hand.
Oh, it turns out that the lady was still up so late last night, so she was embroidering a purse.
