After Chen Weiyu finished writing, she placed the wolf hair on the pen holder and whispered: "Dad, when did you like to peek at the side?"

Chen Qiongnian laughed loudly and waved his hand. The maid stepped back and recited the poem again: "My heart sounds are falling with flowers, Wei Yu, what kind of heart do you have to say to me?"

"My heart is to hope that my brother will return from northern Xinjiang as soon as possible."

Chen Qiongnian's expression darkened. Chen Weiyu knew that it had touched the most sensitive topic in her father's heart and cleverly changed the topic: "Have Mrs. Sang gone?"

Chen Qiongnian nodded: "I have returned to Yongdu. By the way, what did she tell you alone before leaving?"

Chen Weiyu smiled slightly and said, "Actually, it's nothing. It means that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is less than twelve years old, and he seems to have a little strange mind."

Chen Qiongnian frowned. The tiger really dared to say anything. Of course, he knew Jiang Konghou's motives. Many people in the court wanted to seize this opportunity, so he was no exception. His eyes were on his daughter's poem that had just finished writing the ink traces. It would be impossible to say that her daughter had no mind.

"Wei Yu, I seem to have never talked to you about your lifelong affairs? What do you think?"

Chen Weiyu said: "Marriage is a major event, and her parents' orders and matchmakers' words. Weiyu has no idea. She just hopes that she can be content after marriage as carefree as she is now."

When Chen Qiongnian heard the four words "Waitless" and felt like he was stabbed by a steel needle in his heart. If he really wanted to marry into the palace, how could he be carefree? His daughter has always been sensible. Could it be that she told herself in such a tactful way that she did not want to marry the little emperor?

"Wei Yu, I just want you to be happy for my father."

Chen Weiyu smiled and said, "Don't you often say that happiness can only be controlled by yourself?" My father didn't understand her, nor did he know what happiness in her heart was.

It is not easy for people to understand each other. Gu Xiefei found that he did not understand Qin Lang at all, so this meal was not easy.

"Didn't you say you're treating me to a meal? We walked from Dongcheng to Xicheng and went out for five or six miles. Did you walk me to have fun?"

Qin Lang smiled and said, "I want to invite you to have a good meal, but I don't have money, so I will make some money first."

Gu Xiefei looked in the direction he pointed and saw Baofeng Money House. It seemed that Qin Lang did not lie to him.

Qin Lang walked into Baofeng Money House and found the shopkeeper Wang Qingshui. As soon as he mentioned the name of Sang Sanqing, Wang Qingshui smiled and said, "Wait a minute." He said to the back: "Boy, please help me take the things in the second row and third column of the C cabinet."

Not long after, he saw a young man wearing a shabby Confucian shirt limping over with a package. Qin Lang couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this person, because this person was Zhao Changqing he met in Jiaxi Town.

Qin Lang recognized Zhao Changqing, but Zhao Changqing had long since disappeared. After all, Qin Lang was still wearing the White Jade Palace to sew a armor barrier for him, and his appearance was completely different from now.

Zhao Changqing's legs and feet were obviously not very straightforward, and he must have been injured. When he came over, he accidentally tripped under his feet and lost his balance and was about to fall to the ground. Qin Lang's eyes were fast and his feet were fast. He stretched out his left leg and put it on his chest before Zhao Changqing fell.

Zhao Changqing was also shocked. He was stopped by Qin Lang by two feet from the ground, but he still hugged the cloth bag tightly, raised his sleeves, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Wang Qingshui came over and took the cloth bag from his hand, glared at him and said, "What else can you do? You can't do such a small thing well? Let's go, don't interfere with my business."

Zhao Changqing didn't explain, thanked Qin Lang, and limped away from the money house.

Wang Qingshui handed the cloth bag to Qin Lang and explained to him: "This man is here to do odd jobs. I saw that he was pitiful, so I kept him here to try it out and do some miscellaneous work first, but he has caused trouble for me in a few days. He is so stupid."

Qin Lang smiled and didn't say anything, nor did he click on the things in the cloth bag in front of him. He said goodbye and turned around and left.

When I came outside, I saw that Zhao Changqing had not walked far away and was still limping when walking. Facing the sunset, I was dragged out of the old man, and it seemed more and more difficult to walk.

"Zhao Changqing!"

Zhao Changqing paused for a moment. He did not dare to look back, but instead accelerated his pace.

Qin Lang said: "If the world drowns, help them with their own way; if the sister-in-law drowns, help them with their own hands. If the sister-in-law drowns but does not help, it is a jackal. Zhao Changqing, don't you remember me?"

Zhao Changqing's steps paused again, turned around and looked at Qin Lang, his eyes filled with incredible light. Qin Lang looked completely different from the past, and he dared not admit it, but this sentence left a deep impression on him.

"Who are you……"

Qin Lang smiled and said, "Do you remember me, do you remember the White Jade Palace?"

Zhao Changqing touched the back of his head: "Baiyu Palace, I certainly remember White Girl, you...are you...Qin..."

"Qin Lang!"

Zhao Changqing opened her mouth wide in surprise, not like her at all, and her appearance and sound were not similar, except for her similar figure.

Qin Lang said: "Last time you met me, I was disguising myself, and now I am the real person I am."

Gu Xiefei nodded, "I'll testify for him." Suddenly, he felt like an accomplice, but this feeling was very tacit.

Zhao Changqing finally believed that the person in front of him was Qin Lang, and he couldn't help but feel the feeling of meeting an old friend in a foreign land. His eyes turned a little red. He turned around and limped to Qin Lang, and reached out to grab his shoulder: "Brother Qin, it's great to see you."

Qin Lang originally thought that they were not as familiar as this. Considering that Zhao Changqing was in a decadent state, it was normal to be moved when he saw his old friend, and he was about to comfort Zhao Changqing.

Zhao Changqing looked around and seemed to be looking for someone: "Why didn't you see Miss Bai?"

Gu Xiefei looked at Qin Lang, his little eyes were filled with bad luck. He had never seen Miss Bai before, but he could figure out the relationship between the three of them.

Qin Lang was so amused and laughed. He really thought that this nerd was moved when he saw him. It turned out that he was thinking about Baiyu Palace, not himself.

Qin Lang said: "You are my sister-in-law?"

Zhao Changqing nodded, his face became hot, and he greeted his sister-in-law if she was a little unkind when she met.

Qin Lang said: "I'm raising my baby in my hometown."

Zhao Changqing suffered a critical blow in his heart. He suddenly remembered the fact that Baiyu Palace said he was pregnant in the ruined temple. What is the relationship between Qin Lang and Baiyu Palace? Is it really an uncle and sister-in-law? This relationship is too chaotic. It simply subverts the three views, destroys morality, and is a beast in clothes. How can you make your sister-in-law...

A series of thoughts flashed through Zhao Changqing's mind, and finally he regained his rationality. His sister-in-law seemed to have nothing to do with him. He was afraid that he would take preconceptions and decided that Bai Yu Palace was Qin Lang's sister-in-law.

Qin Lang said: "Brother Zhao, we are about to go for dinner. If you don't have any important things to go together?"

Zhao Changqing glanced at Gu Xiefei, and Gu Xiefei nodded. Zhao Changqing's scholar's noble arrogance wanted to refuse, but the hunger in his stomach drove him to follow the two of them across half a city to Yuelai Inn. In fact, even if he turned back, he would still go there. Qing Gao would eat soil and be down-to-earth. Only by being down-to-earth had the opportunity to drink and eat meat. After reading books for so many years, he always had to understand the principles of living.

The reason I returned to Yuelai Inn was because no restaurant or restaurant in the street opened, and when the emperor passed away, no one dared to eat and drink publicly. At this time, no one dared to get into trouble. Of course, when you close the door and stay at home, you still do whatever you want.

The same is true for inns. As long as you don’t show off or make noise and pay enough money, the boss will definitely make arrangements for you. If you are willing to spend a lot of money, you will not only have wine and meat, but also spiritual support.

Before Sang Sanjun left, he had arranged a separate yard for Qin Lang and the others, and all the fees were recorded in the Sang family's account. Qin Lang found that he was destined to be a rich second generation, and maybe this was fate.

Seeing that Zhao Changqing was limping and pitiful, Gu Xiefei offered to help him see. Zhao Changqing pulled out his trouser legs and saw that it was covered with scars. In fact, he was also on his body. Gu Xiefei called Zhao Changqing to the room to help him treat the wound. Qin Lang found a clean dress to change into Zhao Changqing.

Zhao Changqing is now poor and has a weak ambition, and is embarrassed to say something to refuse. The kind-hearted person silently remembers that when he is prosperous, he will definitely repay you with a spring of retribution, repay you with good fortune, repay Qin Lang, and even repay Qin Lang's sister-in-law.

The wine and food were arranged, the three of them sat down, and after a few glasses of wine, Qin Lang asked him how he came to Chiyang.

Zhao Changqing sighed and said with a sad and angry look on his face: "This matter is a long story."

It turned out that after he and Qin Lang broke up in Jiaxi Town, they wanted to go to Yongdu to study, but not long after they left, they encountered robbers and finally saved their lives. They were separated from Shutong Ming'er, and their luggage was wrapped around Shutong, so they had to sell their words along the way and slept in the wind and came to Chiyang.

I thought about setting up a writing stall in the city, but it was not that easy for a foreigner to set up a stall here. Before he could earn a lot of money, he was smashed by a local local snake and beaten up.

The owner of the money shop, Wang Qingshui, saw that he was pitiful, so he asked him to help him do some tricks. However, Zhao Changqing is a scholar who lacks the ability to observe words and expressions and is clumsy in doing things. He has already been leaked after two days. He has just been sent to Wang Qingshui. If he hadn't met Qin Lang, Zhao Changqing would have been desperate. Recently, the city has imposed a curfew, and there would be no chance to sleep on the streets.

In fact, when Qin Lang saw him at first, he guessed his current helpless situation. He also knew that Zhao Changqing loved face and offered to let Zhao Changqing live here, just to be his company for them. Anyway, the Sang family was burdened with the money and money, so Qin Lang was happy to do good deeds. Not to mention anything else, just the performance of Zhao Changqing standing up at the critical moment of life and death that day in the dilapidated temple outside Jiaxi Town that day was worthy of his friendship.

Of course, the most sincere gentleman Zhao Changqing may be the Baiyu Palace, as long as this guy is not afraid of being hit, just worry about it.

Because Qin Lang didn't drink, Gu Xiefei was also more happy with a drinker. He talked to Zhao Changqing about his origin in Qingshan Academy and said curiously: "Do you know Mr. Wang Yingzhi of Qingshan Academy?"
Chapter completed!