A dream of deep spring

Due to Doctor Wang's doctor's order, Duan Tingzhen was persuaded by everyone to rest at home for a few days, but after all, he couldn't afford to rest, so he went to work as usual after less than three days of rest. Apart from being praised for his diligence, there was no other benefit.

Then again, after the stele was erected, the common people all praised Meng Chifeng and his soldiers for their achievements, and his reputation was raised extremely high for a while.Therefore, the relationship between Meng Chifeng and Duan Tingzhen has gradually improved. Regardless of what Duan Tingzhen thinks, Meng Chifeng does treat him with a bit of confidence.

The specific manifestation is that Meng Chifeng can't forget him when there is an isolated calligraphy and painting by a famous artist from the former dynasty.

God is sorry to see, that person has a personality that has caused headaches when he read books since he was a child. Half of the calluses on the palms of his hands were made by his husband.

In short, there have been rumors among the people that King Jin is a good southerly wind, and he is becoming more and more convinced.

When Duan Tingzhen saw the butler, Uncle Quan, rushing over, he couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

"Just received the letter, Miss Six's boat will arrive in three days, why didn't you tell the old slave?" Uncle Quan said, "You have always been the only master in the house, and the rest of the courtyard is empty and messy. Personality, deserted, it would be impolite for a girl to live here."

Duan Tingzhen suddenly felt guilty.

The sixth girl that Uncle Quan talked about was the daughter of his uncle's family, his very close cousin, named Zhirou.Early last year, Chun Zhirou's husband died, and her mother-in-law was unkind, so her father decided to take her back.I wrote to him last month, asking if it would be convenient for him to ask my cousin to come to the capital for a while to relax, but he agreed, but forgot about it.

"Let Rourou live in Chuntangxuan first." Duan Tingzhen said after thinking about it.

Chuntangxuan is the second largest courtyard, and it stands to reason that this should be the residence of the mistress.His wife, He Shi, disappeared before he moved to this house. Duan Tingzhen had no intention of marrying a wife, so the courtyard has been empty.On the contrary, Uncle Quan had always had hope in him, so he often ordered people to clean up the Chuntang Pavilion. Now that the cousin lived there, it was reasonable.

Uncle Quan had no choice but to agree, and before leaving, he answered: "The lord has brought over something again, and this old slave asked Si Mo to put it in the study."

"Yeah." Duan Tingzhen nodded.

Today, Xiu Mu didn't have to deal with official business, Duan Tingzhen stayed in the mansion leisurely as usual, and spent the whole day looking for two or three miscellaneous books that he didn't have time to read in the past as usual.He is a bit of a nerd, this is the problem that fell when he wore it for the first time, he wore it like a tree and lived without communicating with people for 400 years, and he has never talked since then.

Walking to the main courtyard, he saw a big box on the table, so he knew it was a gift from Meng Chifeng.

He was too lazy to open the box for a while, so he simply asked the book boy, "Have you seen it? What's inside?"

Shi Mo said: "Look, there are several jars of tea leaves and two books." After saying that, he laughed again: "Three trips a day are in time for dinner."

After Shi Mo opened the box, Duan Tingzhen picked out the book from the study room, his eyes lit up when he saw the tea jar, he put down the book, picked up a jar and read it.

"The little one just thinks that this jar is dusty. Could it be something else?" Shi Mo interjected.

Hearing this, Duan Tingzhen scolded with a smile: "What's so dusty, it's called ingenuity." After he finished speaking, he said: "Find out my inkstone made of Tongquetai tiles as a gift in return."

"Hey." Shi Mo agreed.

After he went out, Duan Tingzhen picked up a small jar and looked at it carefully. He couldn't help laughing, thinking, this man is getting more serious.

Three days later, when Duan Tingzhen got home at night, he heard someone say: "Miss Six has arrived." So he saw Duan Zhirou in the main hall.

The last time he saw his cousin was when she was not married, and now when he met her, he felt that she was very different from before.When Duan Zhirou was in her boudoir, she was a cheerful girl, her clothes had to be brightly colored, and gold and jade were indispensable in her temples, she was always the focus of the crowd, and she stood out even in the circle of noble girls from aristocratic families.

But now she is wearing a moon-white dress, except for a bu yao inlaid with glazed beads on her head, and a white ribbon on her wrist to indicate her status as a widow, she has no accessories at all.

Duan Tingzhen looked at her for a while, then said silently, "Why are you bothering?"

Duan Zhiju said: "My younger sister doesn't feel bitter, she just does what she thinks in her heart, it's all according to my heart, how can it be bitter."

The words swirled around his mouth once and twice, but he didn't say it after all.He didn't know what kind of pain his sister was suffering from, and the high-sounding truth seemed ironic when he said it, so he had to change the topic.

"How is Axi?"

"I haven't seen him for a long time, my mother-in-law doesn't allow it." When talking about his son, Duan Zhirou's expression remained calm.

So Duan Tingzhen had no choice but to say: "If necessary, just talk to your brother."

At this time, Zhirou finally had a slight smile on her lips, she was grateful to her brother for his thoughtfulness, her gloomy mood finally improved a little, and she joked: "Don't talk about me, my sister-in-law passed away a few years ago, do you have any plans? "

Duan Tingzhen coughed, and said: "It's not that a master said that I was destined to be childless, so it makes no difference whether I marry or not."

Duan Zhirou finally laughed out loud.

For some reason, when his sister told him about it, he suddenly thought of Meng Chifeng.

In this way, Duan Zhirou stayed in their residence.Because she has only been a widow for more than a year, it is not easy to go out for a walk.One is that she is afraid of being taboo, and the other is that she moved away from her husband's house just a year after her husband's death.

So Duan Zhirou doesn't often talk to old friends in Beijing. Most of the time when he goes out, he goes outing in the countryside or goes to incense. She also stands out on stage.

This is later.

The next day, Duan Tingzhen took care of his business and planned to watch the little emperor's homework as planned.It just so happened that Meng Chifeng also planned to teach the little emperor how to ride today, so he was late.When he arrived, the little emperor hadn't come back, so he waited for a while, and after a while, the two came back together.

But he said that the little emperor rarely rode a horse and was very excited. He chattered non-stop all the way, and kept pestering Meng Chifeng when he came back: "Uncle Huang, when will Xun'er be able to ride such a big horse?"

"You'll be able to ride when you're as tall as your uncle."

"Then the master won't be able to ride for the rest of his life?"

Duan Tingzhen is almost an inch shorter than Meng Chifeng, but he can't be said to be short, or most people are not as tall as him.

Meng Chifeng looked around, feeling a little guilty for no reason, and the child kept pestering him with questions, and he faltered and faltered, not knowing what he was afraid of.

When the two uncles and nephews entered the hall, Jin Bao rushed up to meet him and said, "Master Duan is here, and he is waiting in the hall."

Of course the little emperor knew what Duan Tingzhen was here for. He came back late not only because he had fun, but also because he deliberately delayed. Seeing that he couldn't escape now, he looked at Meng Chifeng begging for mercy.But Meng Chifeng himself had evil intentions, so there was no way he could help him, so he pretended not to see it, nodded majestically with a straight face, and led the dawdling little emperor in.

The child's eyes were good, and he saw a stack of papers on the small table in the side hall at a glance, and his nervous heart almost jumped out.No matter how you do it, most students are particularly resistant to checking homework.

"Your Majesty did this homework..." After saluting, Duan Tingzhen picked up the top piece of paper, saw the child's frightened expression, and smiled secretly in his heart. Then said: "Not bad."

The kid let out a sigh of relief.

"Okay, go wash up quickly, don't catch a cold if you are sweating all over." Meng Chifeng watched the scene, and made a sound at the right time.The little emperor didn't think too much about "why my uncle didn't let me take a bath just now", which would hinder the family relationship, and happily jumped out, leaving the two adults with their own thoughts together.

Meng Chifeng knew a few days ago that Duan Tingzhen's family was going to live in a female family member, but Uncle Zhong had a relationship with the family, so he didn't find out at all.After holding back the question in my heart for a few days, I said half tentatively and half sourly: "I heard that there is a beautiful woman by my side these few days?" As a result, I regretted it after I finished speaking.

Duan Tingzhen laughed secretly in his heart, but said calmly on his face: "I heard? Where did the prince hear about it?"

When he asked this question, he thought Duan Tingzhen was unhappy, and hurriedly explained: "It happened that someone from your house bought light blue moiré gauze, and said it was for making curtains, so I made a bold guess."

"Guess right." Duan Tingzhen said.

Meng Chifeng had a feeling in his heart, and he had a faint understanding. He knew that what Duan Tingzhen was going to say might be what he wanted, so he couldn't help but his heart beat. To be careful, it was probably more nervous than Duan Cai's little emperor, and then he Waiting desperately for him, the eagerness in his eyes makes people feel warm.

"That's my cousin." Duan Tingzhen continued.

So he almost laughed out loud, and felt for a moment that this turbulent July turned out to be the best time of the year.

Meng Chifeng looked at Duan Tingzhen, saw Duan Tingzhen also looking at him, and suddenly felt a sense of a world away.He cleared his throat, and felt that his throat was a little dry when he spoke, and he said:

"It's the emperor's birthday next month, why don't you and I accompany him?" After thinking about it, he added a sentence to make his embarrassment less embarrassing. "During this time, the emperor misses you very much."

"Naturally, Duan will not forget the emperor's birthday." Duan Tingzhen asked abruptly: "The inkstone that was given to the prince last time, is it okay for the prince to use it?"

"Ah? Oh. Well, of course it's good." Meng Chifeng's eyes drifted wildly. In fact, the inkstone was placed as a decoration in his room. When he brought it back, let alone the ink, it wasn't even wet.Every time I go in and out of the room and see it, I feel really happy in my heart.

Duan Tingzhen didn't expose him, there was a hint of a smile in Feng's eyes.

The summer is warm and breezy, just like before.