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Chapter 66

Fortunately, Uncle Ji Chang made proper arrangements in advance, and he even used some linoleum and tarpaulins prepared by the Ministry of War for the army to pave the road. The people from Bo's house and the second room of Gu's family arrived at Zhuangzi before dark, but everyone was exhausted. .

Cheng Jia is still young, and he has a name in the Ministry of War, so he can come and go freely. When he got off the carriage at this time, he saw that his adoptive father was restless all the way. When he got here, he also looked at the wilderness frequently. He didn't know what he meant, so he consciously arranged the houses, prepared water and other matters, commanded them in an orderly manner, and got the future The blue eyes of her parents-in-law and her sweetheart, Ning Niang, praised her.

Gu Runing quietly approached Cheng Jia, hooked his fingers while no one was paying attention, and asked softly: "You are tired. Let me ask you something, uncle, is he interested in women?"

Cheng Jia had witnessed Cheng Shicheng go from actively cooperating with the doctor's treatment to giving up in despair. He thought his adoptive father was pitiful, suffering from such a hidden disease that no man could bear, so he wholeheartedly regarded him as his own father and determined to be filial to his knees. However, this year, the adoptive father's behavior was very unusual, and he frequently showed his favor to Dow, which made Cheng Jia a little more uncertain and vaguely guessed.

He and Ning Niang have always whispered casually, hesitated for a few moments whether to discuss the private affairs of the foster father, or responded generally by default: "You also found the clues, right?"

Gu Runing opened his eyes wide and let out an "ah", then he stretched out his hand to catch the rainwater dripping from the eaves, giggled, and said, "That wild girl Mo Qiqi really fell in love with my uncle? It's a good thing to think about it carefully." , In this way, my cousin Xi can get rid of the burden, although I have never understood why he regards Mo Qiqi as his own responsibility."

Cheng Jia had never heard of the name "Mo Qiqi", and corrected her in a very low voice, saying that his adoptive father might have other thoughts about Tao Yuanwailang's eldest daughter.

Gu Runing quickly reacted, "No, no, that's my sister-in-law Xi. If the uncle asks for it, in the future... Ah... Could I still call her mother-in-law?" Scared by his own guess, Gu Runing covered his lips.

"It's not known yet." Cheng Jia put down four simple words. But at the bottom of his heart, he has a good understanding of the adoptive father's right target and clever methods. He believes that as long as the foster father wants to, any woman will be easily captured, including Tao Jushi, who looks soft on the outside but strong on the inside.

**

Tao Cheng really didn't go to his beloved study today, instead he lay down on the bed disconsolately, Tao Xinhe personally brought lunch and sent it to his father's room.

"What's the matter, Dad, are you sad that you can't go out today?" Tao Xinhe intentionally teased Tao Cheng, putting the dinner plate on the table, while teasing in a crisp and sweet voice.

After receiving the cloth towel from Qingfang, Tao Xinhe gently wiped her temples and face, wiping away the rain from the short distance, and found that she didn't wait for Tao Cheng's response, so she turned to look at her father.

Tao Cheng stared out the window blankly, as if counting raindrops, muttering softly "one, two, three, four, five", and after a while he sighed a few times, and repeated the count.

Tao Xin Heman walked two steps closer to Tao Cheng and asked him what he was looking at.

Tao Cheng seemed to be surprised that the eldest daughter was coming at this moment, he broke his smile and called "He Niang", saying that he thought of He Niang's own mother.

Tao Cheng remembered that when he saw the corpse of his aunt who was running away, it was a rainy day, and the rain was pouring on his head and face, and he couldn't open his eyes. However, the woman's bleak outline was still carved into his heart through his eyes, which greatly affected him. life and marriage.

He didn't love that poor aunt, so he was cold to his second daughter. Of course, he treats all his children with care, so maybe his indifference is not so conspicuous. The children have different personalities when they grow up, and Tao Xinhe's disposition is probably the one most like him.

A few days ago, when he was in court, he heard that Gu Ningxi had been entrusted with the task of sorting out ancient books. If he did well, he would probably be famous in history. It's just a different convention, instead of Gu Ningxi taking the lead and leading the lower-level officials of the Ministry of Rites to do it, but he alone led the order to do it in his own mansion.

All the ministers had guessed, maybe someone from the Ministry of Rites could not see that this matter was accomplished, and had tripped Gu Ningxi, but they would not be punished for a while.

Tao Cheng thought the same way, and naturally remembered that the eldest daughter had been Gu's wife for more than three years, and Gu Ningxi's popularity had improved a lot. No, as soon as He Niang reconciles and leaves, it's like using a demon mirror. Gu Ningxi's true colors are revealed, and she will be easily blamed in the Ministry of Rites.

Tao Cheng knew to some extent that the knot in the heart of the young couple was also because of other women.

It's just that unlike him who always misses the corpse, Gu Ningxi puts the real big girl in her heart, breaking the big taboo of the eldest daughter, how can He Niang bear this. She and her mother are completely different women.

Tao Xinhe followed her father's words and thought of her mother. During her lifetime, she kept saying three obediences and four virtues, but sent other women to her husband's bed, causing half her life to be depressed. It was a mess that couldn't be cut. She secretly warned herself not to do this, and said in harmony : "Mother's Mingshou will be next month, and there will be a while."

Tao Cheng handed Tao Xinhe a letter beside the couch, and changed the subject, "Rong Niang has a letter. After she gave birth to her eldest son, she just found out that she was pregnant again. This is good news. He Niang, look at it and take care of it." You know more about these natal gifts than I do, so send them to Rong Niang. Oh... Also, do you want to tell her about your reconciliation?"

Tao Xinhe smiled, and said: "Since she got married and went to Mianzhou with her brother-in-law, I haven't seen her again. She is still a little girl in my impression, but I have a good news. I will take care of it. Hmm... I still have to Announce good news to my brother-in-law's family in Beijing. Naturally, my brother-in-law should say it. I want to go back and write a letter to Rong Niang. She grew up with Mu Xian and has a deep relationship. Tell her she knows."

Tao Cheng nodded: "He Niang can figure it out. However, the second son-in-law has been transferred from Mianzhou, and now he has been promoted by half a grade. In Quezhou, you should send things according to the money on this letter. Don't make a mistake."

True state? Somewhat familiar, Tao Xinhe murmured a few times, and suddenly changed his face.

She remembered that when they were husband and wife, when Gu Ningxi told her about Mo Qi, a Juren who missed the Jinshi examination, he mentioned that their brother and sister were from Quezhou.

Sometimes, Tao Xinhe is really tired of her good memory.

Biting her lip, Tao Xinhe tried her best to remain calm, put away the letter from her second younger sister Rongniang, and persuaded her father to eat.

She sat beside her and talked about the recent family affairs in Fuchu. In fact, it was her decision, but my father is always the head of the family in name, so I still have to tell him.

Tao Cheng was tired from hearing this, so he waved his hand to signal to the eldest daughter that there is no need to talk anymore, as long as she makes a decision.

Tao Xinhe hesitated for a while, and finally bowed his head and said: "Father, in March and April, the weather is not too warm and it is suitable for moving. I want to live in another courtyard. I will try my best to find someone closer to Tao's residence, and I will visit you often." ...and Qiangniang, okay?"

Tao Cheng didn't realize it, and Tao Xinhe didn't mention the Hong family, but he always supported the eldest daughter, so he sighed and said, "That's fine."

After thinking about it seriously, Tao Cheng felt that he didn't know anything, so he had to add: "When the time comes, let Mu Xian take a few days off from the academy, and come back to help you run errands, find dentists, and look at the houses."

Tao Xinhe smiled lightly, but didn't answer.

**

Mo Qiqi felt that the life in Xin Gu Mansion was not what she imagined.

So boring and stuffy!

Since the tenth day of February, when she returned home with Gu Ningxi with her thick skin, she basically hadn't seen him.

So close to the world, Gu Ningxi was able to stay in the study room, which surprised Mo Qiqi.

Liu Guang, Zhuiyun and others explained to her that there is a clean room attached to the study, and the meals are regularly placed on the stone steps outside the door. Gu Ningxi is busy with business, so there are occasional situations like this, but it used to be three to five days at most, and the wife can go around without hindrance. Go in and out to take care of the master and son.

Mo Qiqi still felt that Brother Xi was too weird, wouldn't he be afraid that he would not see the sun for a long time and get sick due to lack of earth energy? At least in their hometown, no one would lock themselves in a room for more than two days, except for lunatics, who were also locked up, unlike Brother Xi who locked himself up by himself.

The detailed memories of being locked up in Gu Ning's backyard in her previous life came back bit by bit. Mo Qiqi tried her best not to think about it, telling herself that one life belongs to one life. It still made her feel like she was wearing noble clothes by mistake, such as the old clothes given to her by the mistress Cao in her previous life when she was in a good mood, which was very awkward and not suitable for her in every way.

It was a rare visitor on February 14th, Mo Qiqi was going crazy with joy, he really wanted to have a few more conversations with Mrs. Gu and Miss Runing's mother and daughter. But no one wanted to talk to her, they came and went in a hurry, and the housekeeper seemed to politely tell her that she didn't need to see her off, Mo Qiqi was extremely disappointed.

On February 15th and 16th, it rained for two consecutive days, and there were more trivial affairs in the mansion. He dared to leave the mansion, for fear of being taken away by the people of Jichangbo Mansion again. He was extremely bored, so he had to slam on the door of the study room again and shouted: "Brother Xi, come out and have a rest."

For more than five days in a row, Gu Ningxi finally figured out this imperial mission. The next step is to step by step, compare the records word by word, and comment on the comments. It is a grind, and it is relatively less exhausting.

He couldn't help stretching, and smiled until his eyes narrowed at the various papers covering the table and the floor. It was all painstaking efforts, and it was all the content he knew well.

Withdrawing from the intense and focused official duties, he only had free time in his mind at this time, and the lady immediately occupied his consciousness.

How is she these days? Have you seen your letter? Didn't you secretly blame him for the sudden disappearance of the news? There is also the arrangement for Qiniang, if the lady does it, it must be thoughtful and appropriate, what will she do?

Mo Qiqi's soft cry came from next to her ear, Gu Ningxi felt quite a headache, and stretched out her hand to cover her forehead.

Why is Du Kang the only solution to worries? He inexplicably wanted to drink some wine, and when he was smoky, he didn't have to think about how to take care of Qiniang for the time being, the responsibility like a hot potato-Qiniang.

Xiangyang Restaurant! Gu Ningxi suddenly remembered that he still had an elegant house there, and the money for the private room was paid until the end of March.

Really, how could he have forgotten this matter during the holidays? If he remembered at that time, he would directly live in another wine shop and let Qiniang live in the mansion, so that he could protect weak women and avoid suspicion of men and women, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?

If the lady knew that he was so confused, would she laugh at him coquettishly again, once she was immersed in something, she would forget the others, just like a tendon.

With a bright mood, Gu Ningxi leaned over, slowly picked up the scattered papers, put the books that were going to be returned to the Archives Pavilion of the Ministry of Rites, and opened the door, facing the only woman in the world who could see clearly, and now gradually felt that it was not fresh. face, sighed and said, "Qiniang, what's wrong?"

When the rain stopped in the evening, Gu Ningxi ordered a group of servants headed by the housekeeper to take good care of Ms. Mo, and ignored Mo Qiqi's pleadings and scolding. She only carried books, paintings, and a large box of materials, and drove towards the sun. Going to the wine shop, he gave up his mansion to outsiders.

The butler and the others were extremely puzzled, so they could only listen to the order. Seeing the carriage disappear at the corner of the street, they politely invited "Miss Mo" back home to rest.

Mo Qiqi was angry and hated, what does Brother Xi mean by avoiding her like a snake? She stomped her feet angrily, if it wasn't too dangerous outside, any Ji Changbo or Gu Ningran could hurt her, so she didn't want to, like being locked up, hiding in the dreary Gu mansion!

The next day, February 17th, the sun was shining brightly, and it became sultry after the rain. Gu Ningxi walked in a car, and walked slowly from Xiangyang Restaurant to the Ministry of Rites. It was only a short distance, and she handed over the returned ancient books, and felt lighter on her shoulders.

He turned his head to go back to the private room of the restaurant, and when he continued to fight for the great cause of reorganizing ancient books, he overheard someone whispering: "Really? Uiro, a pottery member of the Ministry of Industry, asked for a ten-day leave all of a sudden, and wanted to take his female relatives out of Beijing for fun? The Ministry of Industry Shang Shu is too easy to talk, right?"

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