Chi Xin wanted to say more, "This is also for the young mistress to have an explanation in front of the elders."
Fang Chu waved his hand and said: "You don't have to say it anymore.
From now on, the young mistress will be in charge of this house.
From a small perspective, she is the eldest mistress of the Fang family, and she will be there wherever the master is.
I still made a mistake with my servant's principles.
Servant.
There are state laws and family rules.
It is natural for the young mistress to punish the Fan Lin family.
From a general point of view, the young mistress is the Weaver Girl of the royal family.
She always speaks her word in the Jinxiu Hall.
At home, she cannot even punish a servant who makes a mistake.
If the order is changed overnight, , how to convince the public in the future?”
The young mistress said that if you get married on August 18th, it will be August 18th, and even he has to endure it.
No matter how shameless the Fan Lin family is, they still have to swallow this breath.
Chixin felt awe-struck and hurriedly replied respectfully: "Yes."
She looked at Fang Chu, and her heart sank to the bottom of her heart.
In the young master's heart, couldn't servants like them even be as good as the young mistress?
What about the old lady and the old lady?
When Fang Chu saw that the maid still didn't leave after finishing speaking, he asked in a deep voice: "Is there anything else?"
Chixin blushed and said, "It's okay."
He said it was okay, but moved forward and poured a cup of tea for Fang Chu.
She did it very naturally, just like she had poured tea and water for him every time before.
As she moved, a faint fragrance floated quietly.
Fang Chu glanced at the maid and found that her face was very red.
He thought that the tone of his words just now was a bit harsh, but he would not say sorry to the maid, so he lowered his head to look at the account books on the table.
Although Chi Xin lowered her eyes, she could still feel his gaze and her heart was beating fast.
She said softly: "Young master, please go back if you are busy for a while.
When I first came here, I heard the young mistress asking someone to order the kitchen.
There are two dishes waiting for the young master to stir-fry again when he returns."
Fang Chu said without raising his head: "Okay.
I'll be back in a minute."
Chixin couldn't help but feel sad when she saw him lowering his head to look at the account and no longer looking at her.
It seems that we can't talk about her matter at the moment.
She walked slowly to the door and looked back, but he still didn't look up.
She had no choice but to walk out, her nose was a little sore and her eyes were a little hot.
Two days later.
Fang Chu forced Qingya to take a boat to Qingyuan.
Qingya leaned in his arms and said, "I haven't finished my work yet."
Fang Chu said: "We'll only go for two days.
We can leave for Beijing in early September, there's still time."
Qingya followed him with a smile.
The autumn weather is crisp and clear, so it’s not a bad idea to go out for two days.
Go to Qingyuan.
It was in the evening, and the garden was still decorated with lights and colorful decorations, maintaining the same festive decorations as when Fang first got married, and even added some extra arrangements and activities at Yuan'er's command.
Fang Chu ordered his mother in charge to take Qingya to the island in the middle of the lake.
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Let’s go to Yanyu Pavilion to rest first.
He said: "I'll go to the mountain and check out the bamboo workshop.
You wait for me to have dinner."
Qingya nodded hurriedly, not caring about him anymore, and just looked at the surrounding scenery.
She didn't rest until she got to the island, and ordered Lian Xin to take her around to enjoy the sights.
Suddenly I saw the covered bridge connecting the island in the middle of the lake and Zhushan, and I was immediately attracted.
The flying bridge is faintly separated by wild smoke, and fishing boats are on the west bank of Shiji.
The peach blossoms follow the flowing water all day long.
Where is the hole beside the clear stream?
She really likes this place Lian Xin saw her like this.
Xiao Xin suggested: "Since Young Madam likes that bridge, why not have people pack food and eat on the bridge.
There is a room on the bridge specially for the master to enjoy the scenery.
The eldest young master is on the mountain opposite, and you can meet Young Madam when you come down. , and there’s no need to go back to Yanyu Pavilion.”
When Qingya heard that it was indeed appropriate, he nodded and let her arrange it.
Lian Xin turned around, exchanged a knowing smile with her mother in charge, and left.
The thin waist noticed something strange about her.
Frowning slightly, he was on guard.
After a while, Lian Xin came back with two maids, both carrying food boxes.
A group of maids walked towards the covered bridge with Qingya in their arms.
At that time, the sky was completely dark, and the steward mother was holding a lantern to light the way.
As soon as Qingya walked onto the bridge, suddenly the surroundings lit up.
She was stunned and looked around I saw that the waterside verandah surrounding the island in the center of the lake was all lit up with red lanterns, surrounding the Yanyu Pavilion.
The red lights are flashing and beautiful; there are many awning boats floating on the Xiaojing River, and red lanterns with happy characters are hung on them.
Little bits of light are scattered on the river, like stars in the sky; the covered bridge is decorated into a real On the Magpie Bridge, under the illumination of various colored lights, pigeons fly up and down; looking across the covered bridge, the bamboo forest on the opposite side of the Zhushan also reveals dots of red light, like a fairyland.
While he was wondering, under the misty light, a person came from the other side of the covered bridge.
Carrying the starlight on his back, he seemed to have just crossed the endless blue sky, came to her, and met her on the Milky Way Magpie Bridge.
Qinghuan burst into tears and stepped forward to greet him.
He opened his arms to greet her and embraced her.
"Do you like it?"
he asked softly.
Qingya didn't make a sound, just nodded.
The black eyes reflected the scattered tears.
He could always express his love completely and accurately, hitting her heart like Cupid's golden arrow.
Facing this love, she was irresistible.
Compared with that luxurious and solemn wedding, she preferred his arrangement tonight, which was romantic and charming, with no guests from all parties, only themselves.
Fang Chu let go of her, held her hand, and came to the center of the bridge.
There are tables and chairs there, and Lian Xin and others have already laid out the meals.
The two took their seats, and everyone retreated to both ends of the covered bridge, leaving them alone.
Fang Chu raised his wine glass and said to Qing Ya, "Come, have a drink with me."
Qingya raised her glass and touched it with him, then raised her head and drank it all.
As the wine entered her intestines, she felt her eyes were a little intoxicated.
She thought to herself, this is "if the wine is not drunk, everyone will get drunk."
She picked up the jug and helped him pour wine.
After pouring wine, she served him food.
Fang Chu smiled and said, "She is really a good wife."
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Qingya also pursed her lips and smiled.
On the water under the bridge, someone played the bamboo flute.
The sound of the flute is melodious, a very simple waterside tune.
Qingya listened quietly and looked up the river to the right of the covered bridge.
There are fishing fires on the water, and I don’t know which boat the whistle is coming from.
The quiet night and the gently flowing river are all listening She couldn't help singing softly: "The boatman lights his lantern, and the bamboo rafts on the river are reflected red.
The flute player plays his dream, and everything is separated from him by the sound of it."
Fang Chu looked at her with fascination and took a drink by himself.
At the end of the bridge, someone blew the flute again.
The sound of flutes and flutes filtered people's hearts, but Qingya felt that under the cover of tranquility, her heart was full and full of happiness.
This happiness is imprinted in my heart, profound and timeless When he was almost half full, Fang Chu put down his chopsticks and said to her: "Come on, let's play a song too.
We can't let them focus on the beauty in front of them."
After saying that, he stood up and went to pull Qing Yu.
Under the railing on the right, a piano case has been set up, and his Jiuxiao ring pendant is placed there.
The two of them sat down and played "Altair" casually without deliberately thinking about it, as if they were the same person, playing with the same interest.
There was no sadness, only the joy of meeting each other.
The sound of flutes and flutes stopped, leaving space for them.
This is heaven on earth This is the Magpie Bridge Club in the world
The last ray of piano sound dissipated in the sky, and the surrounding fields were silent.
Fang Chu stared at Qing Ya with piercing eyes, a glance that penetrated thousands of years.
Qingya also stared at him quietly, condensing the time in front of her into eternity.
To be continued. s: At a time like this, we can't help but bless them.
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