Xiao Qinghuan

Xie Liuyi inevitably reminded Jiang Xiaohan of the past, so much so that he didn't hear Yan Qing calling out to him several times.

"Jiang Xiaohan."

Jiang Xiaohan suddenly came back to his senses, only to realize that they had unknowingly walked back to the main road back to the post station.

Yan Qing looked at him, unconsciously showing deep worry in his eyes, he couldn't help asking softly: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing." Jiang Xiaohan raised his hand and pressed the back of his hand to his forehead, and let out a breath of foul air: "I think of some old things."

Seeing that he had regained his senses, Yan Qing calmed down and comforted him, "No matter what, it's over."

"It's just a sudden thought." Jiang Xiaohan calmed down, and then calmly changed the subject: "Speaking of which, Granny Wen's state is indeed very similar to that of a widowed mother-in-law, but I always feel that something is wrong, but I find it all at once. No idea."

"Clothes." Yan Qing said, "Her clothes are too clean."

Jiang Xiaohan frowned when he heard the words. Yan Qing was right. Although the old clothes on Granny Wen's body had been washed and turned white, and had been patched a lot, the inside and outside of the clothes were very clean, and there were no unnoticeable spots like the neckline. stains.

Granny Wen's husband and son have passed away long ago, and her own eyes have old diseases, so it is impossible to clean them up so cleanly.

"But just now I have seen the traces in the courtyard. Granny Wen is indeed living alone. The news I received earlier also said that Granny Wen has no more intimate contacts with other people except for selling some odds and ends." Jiang Xiaohan frowned. Lip: "That means there are only two possibilities. One, Granny Wen's performance today is just a show. She is not isolated from the outside world..."

"Secondly, someone has been watching Granny Wen in the dark." Yan Qing continued for him: "It's just that Granny Wen doesn't know about it."

"No matter which one of the two, it is not what an old lady who was kicked out from Wenfu should have." Jiang Xiaohan couldn't help laughing: "The water in Pingjiang Mansion is really unfathomable. Even an old lady It’s all so elusive.”

"It should be the latter. When I went into the house to get the tung oil jar, I saw a few pieces of clothing piled up beside the bed in a mess. The soap horns on the cuffs and hem of the clothes hadn't been washed. Maybe she made it herself. But the bamboo at the foot of the bed The clothes in the basket are neatly folded, and they look very clean." Yan Qing said flatly, "It seems that someone might not be able to let her go, but they can't treat her well with a big fanfare, so I can only hide in the In the dark, secretly waiting for an opportunity to do what she has already done."

"Wen Zui." Jiang Xiaohan's eyes darkened.

"Depending on the situation, it's not too far away." Yan Qing said, "I just don't know why."

"I originally thought that Granny Wen was kicked out because she knew something secret about Wen's residence, but now it seems that the problem may be with Granny Wen's husband and son." Jiang Xiaohan paused: "It's getting late today , Tomorrow, you can follow this line and look down."

While speaking, the two of them had already entered the gate of the post house. Jiang Mo had already finished his work and was waiting in the lobby.As soon as they saw the two of them coming in, they greeted them with smiles, quickly took the two oil umbrellas and hung them at the door, their eyes slid past the red line on Jiang Xiaohan's wrist, and they couldn't help showing a teasing smile.

"Young Master has already found the residence you want. There is only one corner away from West Street. There are two entrances and two exits to the yard. There are only two wine shops nearby. I have visited the small ones. The yard is neatly tidied up. It’s quiet even if it’s not on the street.”

Jiang Mo said, and took out a silk-faced document from his pocket: "The house was originally owned by an outsider, but now that the family has fallen and needs to be sold, I bought the small one. The silver is supported by a village-style bank, and the deed It was also Mr. Zhuang's famous post."

Jiang Xiaohan brushed off the drops of water on the hem of his cuffs and praised, "Well done."

Yan Qing: "..."

The two masters and servants looked as if no one was there, Yan Qing didn't know whether to ask who the unfortunate Mr. Zhuang was, or why he wanted to build a new house, he stood there in a dilemma, wishing to leave without listening to the insults.

Fortunately, Jiang Xiaohan quickly discovered his predicament, smiled and waved to Jiang Mo to go down and pack his things.

"Zhuang Yi is the son of the Zhuang family. He grew up with me. This time, he also came to Jiangnan together." Jiang Xiaohan said with a smile: "It's just a few silver coins. To his Zhuang family, it's nothing compared to a penny of a cow, so let's buy it for him." real estate."

Yan Qing nodded slightly, signaling understanding: "Why do I suddenly think of going out to live?"

"There are a lot of people in the post house, so it's inconvenient to live in." Jiang Xiaohan took the lead to go upstairs, and turned his head slightly to talk to Yan Qing: "What's more, the people who come and go in the post house have an official character on their heads first, so they can be checked. What came out. In this world, apart from His Majesty's shadow guards, the place where fish and dragons are mixed has the most news."

Yan Qing naturally understands this truth. For him, wherever he lives is just a place to stay, and there is nothing to be picky about.

Jiang Mo had almost packed Jiang Xiaohan's carry-on luggage, but he didn't dare to tamper with Yan Qing's things, so he waited for the two of them to come back at the inn.Yan Qing came all the way from Kunlun, with only a few clothes and a sword with him, but a cup of tea is already ready.

It was necessary to cross half of Pingjiang City from Yiguandao West Street, Jiang Mo had found a porter in advance, and after packing the luggage of several people, they sent them to the new house.

In the evening, the continuous light rain gradually stopped. Although the sky was still gloomy, it was at least a relief.

The new place to stay is indeed as Jiang Mo said, quiet amidst the chaos.Although the repairs are not gorgeous, they are also very elegant. The towers are looming, the winding paths are secluded, and when the wind blows, there is a faint fragrance of pear blossoms, and I don't know where it came from.

Jiang Mo first went to the inner courtyard to tidy up the courtyard where the two stayed. Jiang Xiaohan took Yan Qing for a stroll in the courtyard in good spirits.As night fell, Jiang Mo asked someone to light the lamps in the courtyard ahead of time, which was not a pleasant feeling.

The former owner of the house seemed to have originality. Jiang Xiaohan stood in front of the yard with the plaque of "Wangjiyuan", turned his head to look at Yan Qing with a smile: "Wangjiyuan, the name is interesting."

Pingjiang Prefecture is rich in Taihu stones, so rockery is often used in gardens to build landscapes.Looking at the garden, there are scattered rockeries. The winding paths up and down in the rockery surround the mountains into a small labyrinth.

Jiang Xiaohan took Yan Qing around for a while, and finally gritted his teeth when he walked back to the original path for the second time: "As expected, the garden is beyond sight, and the exit is only in a place that is beyond reach."

Seeing that he was discouraged, Yan Qing walked to his side silently, reached out to hold Jiang Xiaohan's wrist, and led him into the fork on the right.

With a thought in Jiang Xiaohan's mind, his eyes fell on the hands they were clasping. The red string on Yan Qing's wrist was faintly visible in the cuff, just like the one on his wrist.

Yan Qing's ability to recognize the road is very good, and he led Jiang Xiaohan out of the rockery group after three turns.Yan Qing let go, and turned around to tell Jiang Xiaohan the route just now, but saw that the corners of the other party's eyes and brows were all smiling, and when he saw him looking over, he just shook his fan and smiled more heartily.

Yan Qing glanced at him strangely, she didn't know what to be happy about just walking out of a rockery maze.After much deliberation, there was no answer. I just felt that Jiang Xiaohan was really easy to satisfy.

After looking out of the garden, it is the inner courtyard of the house. Jiang Mo has already tidied up the two small courtyards in the main courtyard.

"On the left is the Xieyu Building, and the other is the Sanweitang." Jiang Mo was waiting at the door, and said with a smile, "It's all packed, the two young masters can choose the one they like to live in."

"Xieyulou, Sanweitang." Jiang Xiaohan smacked the two names, and tapped his palm with a fan with great interest: "It's quite interesting."

"Drizzle and slanting wind make Xiao Han." Jiang Xiaohan heard Yan Qing's faint smile: "It just so happens that it suits you."

In the past few days, Yan Qing has called his name many times, but this time it seems to be different from the past.Jiang Xiaohan hadn't had time to catch the passing feeling and savor it carefully, but Yan Qing had already turned his head and walked to another yard.

There are a few pear trees scattered in the courtyard of Sanweitang. It is the flowering season now. The warm candlelight and the moonlight are blended together, and the fragrance of pear blossoms in the whole house is scattered. Chasing the wind" scene.

"The quiet night is heavy, the light is misty, the coldness melts into the moon...it really suits me." Jiang Xiaohan leaned lazily at the door, opening and closing the folding fan in his hand: "Jiang Mo's errands are done well."

Yan Qing turned his head, only to see Jiang Xiaohan's figure was half covered by the moonlight, and the cool moonlight cast a layer of cold light on him, as if he was a banished immortal from the nine heavens, who would leave on the clouds at any time.Yan Qing took a step towards him subconsciously, only to find that the other person's eyebrows and eyes were still delicate and gentle, and she was standing there smiling and looking at him, focused and soft.

Yan Qing breathed a sigh of relief, only to realize that her heart was beating like a drum, and her breathing rhythm was quietly chaotic.He calmly calmed down his breathing, and walked towards Jiang Xiaohan.

"What the Taoist said just now is good." Jiang Xiaohan didn't move, still looking lazy, he rubbed the handle of the fan, and said softly in the moonlight: "The drizzle and the slanting wind make Xiaohan. When I was born, It happened to be an early summer with continuous drizzle, so my father named me after that."

Jiang Xiaohan talked too much about personal matters today, Yan Qing wanted to tell him something about herself, but found that her life in the first 20 years was extremely barren.

He opened his mouth, searching for something to say: "When I was a child..."

"Shh-"

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xiaohan raised his index finger and shook his head gently at him.

"I told the Taoist priest about my affairs because I trust the Taoist priest and want to tell you." Jiang Xiaohan said, "It's not because I want to exchange something. Does the Taoist priest understand?"

Yan Qing was cut off by him, and could only nod in a daze.

"So if the Taoist priest wants to tell me something interesting, I will naturally listen." Jiang Xiaohan said in a soft voice: "But if you don't know what to say for a while, you don't have to force it, okay?"

I don't know if it's Yan Qing's illusion, but he seems to be extraordinarily gentle today.

"In that case..." Yan Qing paused, as if a little embarrassed: "You can call me by my name."

Jiang Xiaohan was taken aback, then rolled his eyes: "Then respect is worse than obedience."

He said and stood up straight from the door: "It's getting late, take a rest earlier."

Jiang Xiaohan said, turned around and left, just after walking a few steps, he seemed to remember something, stopped and turned his head and smiled at Yan Qing.

"Ah Qing, have a good dream tonight."