One hundred and thirty-five blood-stained mandarin ducks
In the Penglai Building by the Qinhuai River, in a fragrant boudoir, Su Weier was threading the handkerchief in her hand one stitch at a time.
The vivid and vivid pattern of mandarin ducks playing in the water jumps out, and the vivid appearance is like a real mandarin duck turned upside down. The embroidery work is astonishing.
From time to time, Su Weier looked out the window at the pairs of mandarin ducks playing in the water, and then embroidered a few stitches. No wonder the skills were so behind her, it turned out to be a real reference.
When Su Weier lowered her head, a black shadow came across the water, causing a few ripples in the water. The figure was so agile, and silently, the black shadow jumped towards Su Weier's window, approaching the person who was standing there.
The embroidered Su Weier was so frightened that she lost her mind.
Su Weier subconsciously leaned back and looked at the man in black tremblingly: "Who are you? Why are you in my boudoir?"
The appearance of the man in black is unknown, but his voice is strong and strange. It seems that the voice was deliberately changed to make it difficult to tell the authenticity: "It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that I have something I want to give to Miss Ling."
Look, I'm sure Miss Ling will be interested."
Su Weier's heart was filled with huge waves. She avoided her eyes and spoke vaguely, not daring to look directly at the man in black: "I don't understand what your Excellency said. The little girl Su Weier, the maid of Penglai House, is not named Ling. Your Excellency made a mistake.
Your Excellency, you'd better leave quickly, it's not convenient to have guests in a woman's boudoir."
The man in black was minding his own business and sat on a chair nearby, looking at the restless Su Weier jokingly: "Su Weier, formerly known as Ling Weier, is the orphan of the former Suzhou governor Ling Daoming, and his brother Ling Yang was in the 13th year of Xuande's reign.
Miss Ling, who was sent to the frontier in 2001 and was assigned to the Jiaofang Department, no, I should call you Miss Su now!"
Su Weier leaned back weakly on the chair. It has been eight years. It has been eight years. With the efforts of her uncle Song Yu and her third uncle Liu Zhi'an, she thought that no one knew her identity. She didn't expect that someone would know her identity today.
Come to the door and tell the story of your life experience.
Su Weier looked at the man in black with red eyes: "A gentleman will knock on the door of the master's house for no reason. Since you know my life experience clearly, you must have a plan when you come to meet me this time.
Talking secretly, what do you want to do?"
The man in black stood up and wandered outside the window: "Miss Su, don't be alarmed. I came here with no ill intentions. I just wanted to give Miss Su something to look at." After saying that, he took out an invitation from his sleeve casually.
It was thrown on the table.
Su Weier picked up the invitation and opened it doubtfully, and the names of Liu Mingzhi and Qi Yun came directly into her eyes.
It was a bolt from the blue. Although I had long given up hope that I could sleep and fly with Brother Zhi, when the day came, I realized that it was not that I didn't care but that I didn't dare to care: "On the sixth day of June, three days?"
Su Weier put down the invitation and looked at the man in black pretending to be unharmed: "What do you mean by this? Why did the eldest son of Yuan Liu's wife tell the little girl about her great joy? One is a son of a rich family, and the other is a prostitute who has nothing to do with her husband.
Little lady, I don’t understand what you mean by sending the invitation to me?”
The man in black chuckled: "Miss Su, don't hold back the pain in your heart. Just cry if you want. There is nothing shameful. You and Mr. Liu have been engaged since childhood, and you have been in love since childhood. Now your husband
Are you really not sad at all about marrying another woman?"
Su Weier looked at the man in black with a cold expression: "This seems to have nothing to do with you, what else don't you know? These things have passed for so many years. Mr. Liu and I were just young and ignorant, and now we have grown up.
When you grow up, you realize how ridiculous your childhood emotions were. When Mr. Liu gets married, he just goes to get married. What does he have to do with the little girl?"
The man in black clapped his hands and said, "Okay, okay, you are such a loving little girl. I'm looking down on you. They say women are jealous, but I don't think so. Women who are jealous are also affectionate. In comparison, women are jealous."
The Liu family brother that you have always been thinking about is different. On the day of his wedding to Miss Qi family, he actually had a romantic relationship with another woman. He is so affectionate, but you are so affectionate. It is sad, lamentable, pity, and pitiful. "
"Don't sow discord here. What does he have to do with the other girl Wu Shan? It's the second lady of the Qi family you should tell, not me."
"No, no, no, as the saying goes, love to the extreme is hate. You are more useful than Miss Qi. Think about the childhood sweethearts when you were young. Look at today, one of you is well-dressed and well-fed, and the other is in a brothel. Miss Su, a certain family
If I can remove your identity as a brothel, can you use it for me?"
"Oh? I didn't expect that you still have such ability?" Su Weier didn't believe it. Even after several years of operation by Song Yu and Liu Zhi'an, they couldn't get the Jiaofang Division to remove him from the roster. What this man in black said to Su Weier
Of course I don't believe it.
"Hahaha, if you are in other places, you would naturally not dare to talk nonsense, but in this place in Jiangnan, a certain family still has some say. If a certain family says it is okay, then it is okay. It depends on whether Miss Su is intentional or not?"
"For your use? What does the little girl need to do?"
"A certain family needs money and needs Miss Su to coordinate it."
"Silver? You won't hesitate to offend the Palace Secretary for the sake of money? Your Excellency must think highly of me, Su Weier."
"Yes, it's just for the money, but you, Miss Su, are a person, so don't belittle yourself too much."
Su Weier was stunned and then her eyes flashed brightly: "You are coveting the Liu family's property, and you want to rely on my relationship with Mr. Liu to mediate and achieve ulterior purposes!"
"smart people!"
"Go away, put away your dirty thoughts, I don't welcome people with such arrogant ambitions like you here."
The man in black sighed and took out a piccolo and put it on the table: "A certain family is leaving. When Miss Su figured it out, just play the song "Jinling Moon" and someone will contact you!"
"roll!"
The man in black picked up the invitation on the table and floated away. Except for some ripples on the river, it proved that this man had really appeared.
Su Weier looked at the beautiful scenery outside the window and continued to embroider the mandarin ducks. At some point, her green-white fingers were covered with needle holes, and a pair of blood-stained mandarin ducks appeared spontaneously. It was so gorgeous and touching, but the woman didn't know it.
The blood dyes the Luopa red, and the mandarin ducks are born in blood.
The weaver girl in the boudoir is embroidering, for whom is her love born?
Children's words on the banks of Suzhou Lake, bamboo horses and shadows on Qingmei Lake;
No one can catch the spring breeze in eight years, and the scenery is different every year.
"Master, you are finally back. I have been waiting for you for a long time."
"roll!"
"Ah? Yes!"
"Master, are you tired? Ying'er will give you a pat on the back."
Liu Mingzhi stared at the room with red silk and red candles in a daze. The red was festive, the red was dazzling, and the red was extremely ironic.
"Ying'er, please step back first, the young master is tired!"
"Ying'er makes the bed for the young master."
"kindness!"
After making the bed, Ying'er was about to undress the young master, but found that the jade pendant around the young master's waist was missing. She immediately became anxious: "Master, where is your jade pendant?"
"Hmm? What kind of jade pendant?"
"The jade pendant with your birth date is your token, young master. Don't lose it!"
"Maybe it was lost somewhere, it's okay!"
"No, the jade pendant is your token, which represents the identity of the young master. With the token, you can collect two hundred thousand taels of silver from various banks in the Liu family. Don't be careless. I will report it to the master."
"No need, Ying'er, please step back first. If anything happens, I will call you."
Ying'er pouted: "Oh, then Ying'er quits!"
Deng Deng
"Ying'er, didn't I tell you? Don't disturb me."
"Zhi'er, it's mom. Liu Song said you went back to your home. Why didn't you go see your parents? What are you doing silently in your room?"
"Mom? Come in."
Mrs. Liu couldn't hide the joy on her face. Her son had finally gotten married and finally understood one of his wishes. But when she saw her son's pale face, Mrs. Liu was startled: "Zhi'er, what's wrong with you? Why does your face look so abnormal?"
,Are you okay?"
Liu Mingzhi stood up and was about to salute, but he rolled his eyes and fainted.
"Zhi'er, don't scare me, what's wrong with you? Someone call the doctor quickly."
An old man with a goatee put Liu Mingzhi's hand under the thin quilt: "Master Liu, Mrs. Liu, Mr. Ling is so anxious that he has become ill."
Liu Zhi'an frowned: "Speak humanly!"
The doctor was stunned. A black line appeared on his forehead: "In other words, it means that Young Master Ling has something on his mind."
{It is too much to say that my book is not good, but I can change it, follow everyone’s opinions, and involve my family.}