Reborn Lady: Unparalleled Daughter of Concubine

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Qin Yunuan smiled lightly: "General Leng said that it was his cousin. I heard earlier that Cousin Su had some friendship with General Leng, and my cousin kept saying that one day I will be free, and I will ask General Leng to go. Order a pot of good tea on the first floor of the capital, and order a plate of tea and rice fruit to relive the past."

Leng Changxi's eyes slowly stretched into the distance; "He really said that?"

"Of course," Qin Yunuan said with a smile, "In the future, my cousin will rely more on General Leng's care for his business."

"You care about your cousin very much, and you are very considerate of him," Leng Changxi's tone seemed to be mixed with five flavors, sour and sweet. "It's just a pity, good tea is fine, but tea and rice fruit is fine. , I have never liked sweets."

The wise people talked, and Qin Yunuan stopped her voice. The two of them just stood quietly on the corridor, watching the full moon washed out by the purest spring water in the south of the Yangtze River, with a slight breeze. The wind was still mixed with the fragrance of grass blowing from the other side of the pond, and the voices of the people in the outer hall were also obviously lively.

It was time to return to the banquet. Leng Changxi deliberately let Qin Yunuan take a step forward. After half a stick of incense, he turned and left. The wound that didn't feel pain before was faintly powerful at this moment. Can bear it.

When Qin Yunuan entered the table, the guests were already seated. They were all semi-familiar faces. They were all seen during the Hua Dynasty or praying for blessings. Fang Ziying naturally followed his father to attend the table. The huge "concave" character was a platform for singing and dancing in the middle. Fang Ziying was sitting far away, just opposite Qin Yu Nuan.

As soon as Qin Yunuan sat down, Fang Ziying on the opposite side winked happily. Qin Yunuan also smiled happily. The banquet was about to start, and Qin Zhi sat down. In the first seat, she kept greeting her colleagues, and Dou Qing'e, who was supposed to set off to Guoan Temple, is now wearing an emerald-colored double-mandarin dress, wearing golden hairpins and swaying, graceful and graceful, and greeting guests with Qin Zhi, especially With the extra enthusiasm for Sima Rui who can be arranged on the side of Qin Yunzhuang, he smiled and pulled the homework, seeming to completely forget Qin Linfeng, the protagonist of today's banquet sitting next to him.

Qin Linfeng looked a little anxious, his eyes always looked at the shy face of Qin Yunzhuang and the handsome Sima Rui. The more Dou Qing'e said how these two people were, the more subtle movements of Qin Linfeng increased. Stopping at the corner of the table, or holding a wine cup, the greetings to the guests were insincere.

This is an interesting phenomenon. Qin Yu Nuan sat quietly on the seat, but her eyes never left the three acting mothers and sons. Seeing Qin Linfeng's anxiety, her smile became brighter.

"Right," Dou Qing'e seemed to notice the existence of Qin Yunuan at this time, "How about Baochuan? Why didn't you come? Today is the birthday of the master, it's not good to be late."

Qin Yunuan paused appropriately, with a gentle smile on her pretty face: "Mother is not anxious, wait a moment, but Baochuan has been thinking about it for a long time and wants to surprise his father."

After Qin Yunuan finished speaking, it seemed that Qin Linfeng's disdainful sneer could be heard. In Qin Linfeng's heart, Qin Yunuan's lie could not be more crude. He didn't say a word or even fell into trouble. He wanted to see how this embroidered concubine would return.

"Really?" Dou Qing'e's voice raised a few tones, seemingly inadvertently using the lid of the tea cup to dial the end of the tea, "After all, Baochuan has not attended several family banquets and reunions, this... , Shouldn't it be a serious illness."

Qin Yunuan looked at Dou Qing'e with provocative eyes, and looked at Qin Zhi, who was silently observing the movement here although he did not speak, smiled and said: "The yard on the backside of Baochuan was indeed infected with the cold. , But now I moved to Fuxi Yard, the house is not leaking, and the food is getting better. I don’t know how strong it is now."

What a girl with a sharp tooth and a sharp mouth, Dou Qing'e narrowed her eyes slightly. With this, she turned over her past account again.

Aunt Chang also took the words by then: "The three girls are really right. Master, my concubine has seen Baochuan twice during this period, and I'm really born more cute and cute."

Qin Zhi didn’t refute and didn’t feel much joy. He just gave a flat "um". The memory of this concubine is already very faint. Since his Lian Niang suddenly died six years ago, the Zhao family’s wife said. It was entirely because of the birth of this concubine. After He Lian died, he seemed to pay very little attention to this inconspicuous concubine. Apart from knowing that the concubine caught a jade version when he caught Zhou, in other respects, his understanding of the concubine Basically zero.

With the salute sounding, the banquet began, the surrounding lights dimmed, leaving only the large platform in the center of the banquet, a burst of feminine fragrance came, and eight dancers from each side of the banquet came in fragments. The sky in April, But wearing a thin veil with wings like a cicada, with an imperfect waist, and a cloud-like colored silk, the musician played the flute, the singer Qingyu played the kite, and sang a little song from the south of the Yangtze River. In the dancing of clouds and flowing water, the light yarn lingers, as if flowing and lingering in the heart with the music.

Just in the midst of the colorful yarn dancing, Leng Changxi did not know when he was already seated. His position was second only to Qin Zhi and Zuo Xiang Shangguan Yuan and Sima Rui level. He raised his hand to play with the wine bottle in his hand, his eyes showed. He was unspeakably lazy, until he glanced at Qin Yu Nuan not far away, his eyes turned from a wandering state to a stagnant state, and he suddenly smiled, then silently looked away.

Qin Yunuan didn't know it at all, she felt Leng Changxi's eyes that were neither cold nor hot. She could only try to keep it as if nothing had happened. Tonight, she had more important things to do.

The singing and dancing had already come to an end, just as the dancers were about to retreat, and then, at the end of the banquet, a sonorous and powerful voice of children reading aloud sounded. Although immature, every word and every sentence seemed to have exhausted everything. Religious and sincere.

"Bao Chuan wishes his father a happy birthday, rising like the sun, and the stars will shine, and the elderly will be respected."

The words are utterly sound, and the sentences are smooth.

And Qin Linfeng’s face turned pale almost instantly, and he was full of disbelief. What he let the **** woman named Tinghe put down was so piercing that she could pierce her intestines. Why? The **** can actually appear at the banquet like a okay person. Was he deceived by Heinhe? No, it's impossible! That girl was full of thoughts about how to be an aunt, not to mention that it would be no good for her to move her hands and feet.

With a quick brush, Qin Linfeng stared at Qin Yunuan with almost cannibalistic anger, it was her! It must be her! Earlier on, I heard my mother say that now this girl is not what she used to be, she looks like a different person, but she didn't expect that she was so shrewd.

At the end of the banquet, Qin Baochuan's crescent-white shirt took advantage of a small bamboo robe, and a two-finger-wide belt tied around his waist. He looked vigorous and radiant. The guests opened their eyes wide as they walked along. , They had never heard of such a decent young master in Taiwei's Mansion.

"Father, this is a birthday gift from Baochuan." Qin Baochuan walked up to Qin Zhi and bowed his knees in a posture. When Qin Zhi was still a little surprised, Tong'er behind Qin Baochuan was already in his hands. Handed the scroll.

Qin Yunuan took the words in due course: "This is an ink painting that Baochuan has spent a lot of time drawing, and I hope my father will accept it."

It turned out to be nothing more than a painting, but it was better at this young age that he still had a heart. Qin Zhi showed a rare smile and waved to ask Steward Xie to temporarily put the scroll away.

"Father won't you take a look?" Qin Yu Nuan tilted his head and smiled.

"Huh, how can a six-year-old concubine's painting be taken out to show his ugliness at will?" Qin Yunzhuang sneered in his heart, but his tone was so soft as to drip water, "Father also put it away for his second brother. For the sake of face, in front of so many pictures of famous names sent by the big brothers, second brother, why bother to do so, so that people can be compared?"

Qin Baochuan's face was slightly stiff and he seemed to be a little frightened. He looked at Qin Yunuan as if for help, but saw his sister only cast a positive look. The encouraged Qin Baochuan suffocated his breath and continued to arch his hands: " I also asked my father to read the scroll. Baochuan promised that this ink painting will be ingenious and satisfy his father."

Qin Zhi seemed a little uncomfortable with Qin Baochuan's sudden enthusiasm: "Okay, this gift, I took it with my heart."

Qin Yunuan hadn't spoken yet, the next leisurely voice said: "I want to see how this ink painting is ingenious."

Qin Zhi looked at Leng Changxi who was speaking with a smile on his face: "Since General Leng is rewarding his face, come, and open the scroll."

With an order, the two small servants immediately greeted him, one holding the scroll, and the other slowly unrolling the rolled up scroll.

When the three-meter-long scroll was spread out and the mountains and cottages on the screen were fully displayed, Qin Yunuan seemed to be able to feel Qin Zhi's deep inhalation, and murmured a question: "This is?"

Like a young adult, Qin Baochuan is very sophisticated and familiar: "I heard my sister tell the story of his father studying earlier, and the grandmothers in the house said that his father had been away for more than 20 years and went out to seek official employment. What I miss most is the thatched cottage that was built under the Zhongnan Mountain when I was studying hard in the cold window. I suffered from busy government affairs and never had time to return to the old place. Father, Baochuan painted the thatched cottage in your memory, although it is similar to the thatched cottage in my father’s heart. But I also hope that my father can take over this piece of mind from Baochuan."

The three-meter-long picture scroll, with mountains and water above it, the mountains and rocks are realistically rugged, and there is a waterfall flying down from the mountains and rocks, which reminds Qin Zhi of the mountain spring in front of Xiaoxuan's window at that time, on the scroll, Pines, cypresses, bamboo forests and green trees, a small but unique thatched cottage is located on the mountainside. On top of the thatched cottage, there are two cranes hovering around, which seems to imply that the scholar who speaks loudly in the thatched cottage must be a high school student.

It's hard to believe that such a painter, such a composition, actually came from the hands of a six-year-old child.