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The old man wiped away his tears: "I recently returned to Chang'an from a study tour, and now I have settled in Wanguo Temple. I said that our family is rich, and I want to come and ask for tens of thousands of taels of incense money to donate to Wanguo Temple to repair the temple."
Nan Baoyi is talking.
Fifth brother is really good at making money.
Second Auntie¡¯s mouth is as sharp as a knife.
Although the fifth brother was rebellious and disobedient, she couldn't bear to be cruel in the end, so she took one hundred thousand taels of silver with snowflake patterns and gave it to him on the condition that he would have dinner in Nanfu.
At the banquet, Nan Baoyi secretly visited his brother.
He allowed his second aunt to serve him some meat, but she didn't touch it and only ate the vegetarian dishes quietly.
He didn't take the initiative to speak. If the second aunt asked him anything, he would answer if he wanted to. If he didn't want to answer, he would just pretend not to hear.
After finishing the meal, the second aunt¡¯s eyes turned red several times.
When the dinner was almost over, the maid served a dish of shark fin soup.
The second aunt pressed the corner of her eyes with a handkerchief, then brought the shark's fin soup to the fifth brother in a flattering manner. She said in a rare gentle voice: "It's stewed with ham and chicken soup, with fresh bamboo shoots and rock sugar added to simmer it. It was your favorite when you were young. Do you remember eating this dish?"
Nan Chengyi turned a blind eye and clasped his palms together: "The poor monk eats vegetarian food."
Second Aunt¡¯s hand was frozen in mid-air.
Her eyes became even redder, and tears rolled into the soup bowl uncontrollably: "Yi'er"
Nan Chengyi suddenly stood up.
He knelt down solemnly and kowtowed three times to the old lady, Nan Mu, Jiang and others.
His voice was clear and mellow: "In the past few years of my study tour, I have also missed your elders very much. I have experienced many things and seen too much of the world. I only feel that the world is chaotic and filthy. I will not be able to support you for the rest of my life. My child has sinned deeply. Please forgive me. The elders are tolerant. From now on, there will be no Nanjia Chengyi in the world, only the monk of Wanguo Temple, Xuandu."
You can hear a needle drop in the flower hall.
Jiang's eyes were full of panic: "Yi'er"
Nan Chengyi stood up, twirled his Buddhist beads, and stepped into the wind and snow outside the hall.
Jiang took two steps after him, but could only watch him walk away.
She covered her face and cried, falling to the ground collapsed.
Nan Baoyi bit her lip.
She wanted to get up and chase Nan Chengyi, but the second aunt couldn't bear the pain of losing her son and fainted from excessive grief.
She had no choice but to hold on to her second aunt.
The hall was in chaos again.
She looked outside the house. The dark night had no end in sight. The lanterns flickering under the eaves dimly illuminated the falling snow flying in the sky, outlining the nameless sadness.
The next day.
When Nan Baoyi was washing up, he heard He Ye mention that the second aunt got up early this morning and went to the Wanguo Temple on the outskirts of Chang'an, saying that she wanted to bring the fifth brother back to her home.
She sat down in front of the dressing table and whispered: "I'm afraid it's not that easy."
The more dandy and dissolute a person is, the more terrifying they are when they take it seriously.
She understands.
He Ye picked out a pair of tourmaline earrings and put them on for her: "After all, they are flesh and blood. The second lady can't bear to let go of the young master. She will give it a try no matter what."
The tourmaline earrings are shiny and delicate, making the girl¡¯s skin white and delicate.
Nan Baoyi blinked at the mirror.
She also has a mission today. She has to go into the palace to see the Emperor Xiao Qingyang.
If you want to get the ancestral files, you must first coax the princess to get married.
Fortunately, she has helped many people, and she is very good at being a matchmaker.
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Yiyang Palace.
Nan Baoyi walked through the palace garden, and there was white snow everywhere. The palace ladies in pink skirts gathered in the verandah, and there were also many noble ladies from aristocratic families, who were laughing and admiring the girl in the middle of the snow.
The sky and the earth are white.
The girl was dressed in red and had her long hair pulled into a neat high bun. She was like a blazing fire, practicing martial arts in the snow. Her figure was so agile that it was almost impossible to catch her.
The red dress is cool.
The girl looked back, her red phoenix eyes were exactly the same as Queen Shen's cold and domineering. In the direction of her punch, the branches were shaking wildly, and the snow was flying. The snowflakes fluttered towards her face and condensed on her eyebrows, which made the girl's eyes like sharp knives and her face cold. Gorgeous.
With just one glance, Nan Baoyi concluded that this girl was the Emperor Xiao Qingyang.
Xiao Qingyang stood in the snow, slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and calmly stopped.
She took the handkerchief presented by the palace maid, and while wiping her sweat, she looked coldly at Xiang Nan Baoyi.??
This girl looks younger than her. She wears a young orioles-yellow collared coat, paired with a crimson red sandalwood skirt. She wears a beaded hairpin on her bun, and holds up a red paper umbrella delicately. Her little face is as white and tender as snow. It can also be regarded as delicate and beautiful.
She threw the veil to the palace maid and walked to Nan Baoyi on her cowhide boots.
? Stretch out your index finger and lift Nan Baoyi's chin.
The little girl has clean and clear eyebrows. After all, she is his cousin. She is as good-looking as him, and her eyes are clear and firm. She looks like a person on the right path, but she is a bit fragile.
Xiao Daoyan has good vision.
She raised her chin: "Are you Xiao Daoyan's little princess?"
You can¡¯t tell good or evil from your tone of voice.
Nan Baoyi is talking.
How should she answer this kind of question?
?????????????????? This Emperor Ji seems to be accustomed to doing things her own way, and she seems to have her own ideas.
" Trying to persuade her to marry the eldest son of the Wei family seems simple, but in fact it is as difficult as going to heaven.
She had no choice but to avoid answering and saluted: "Greetings to Your Highness."
The noble ladies from the aristocratic families on the veranda gathered around, presumably all of them were Xiao Qingyang¡¯s playmates.
They looked at Nan Baoyi, and the woman in charge said disdainfully: "Future sister-in-law, don't talk to her. She is a merchant's girl. She comes from a rich family and a poor family. She is not worthy of playing with us. Things from a poor family are so dirty. It¡¯s so bad that we can¡¯t even touch it!¡±
Nan Baoyi looked at the woman in surprise.
The face is raw.
But she affectionately called Xiao Qingyang "future sister-in-law."
She should be the daughter of the Wei family.
She is wearing her hair in a bridal bun again, thinking that it is Wei Chuchu who is newly married to Shen Yichao.
Nan Baoyi couldn't help but look at Wei Chuchu a few more times.
Although her appearance is beautiful, she can't match Boss Han's charming personality.
His tone is the same as that of Shen Yichao, which is condescending and has a good sense of superiority. It can be regarded as a very good couple.
She felt worthless for Boss Han.
She was neither humble nor arrogant: "Since Mrs. Shen doesn't like things from a poor family, why don't you take off your Shu brocade coat first? This dress was made by my Nanjia cloth store. It is exactly what you call 'something from a poor family'. You You shouldn't touch it. If you wear it, wouldn't it be detrimental to your style, Mrs. Shen?"
"you¡¡"
Wei Chuchu was choked.
She gritted her teeth and suddenly sneered: "I know that you are the close friend of the woman in my brother's yard. My husband has told me everything about you."
Nan Baoyi has a cold face.
Shen Yichao
What a good husband!
Wei Chuchu was even more proud: "Women from poor families like you are obsessed with trying to marry a nobleman and become a phoenix by flying on a tree branch. It's a pity, it's a pity that Han Yanliang couldn't get her husband to accept her as his concubine even if she had to pay for her innocence. To tell you the truth, the day after I came here, I ordered someone to give Han Yanliang fifty-five lashes. She screamed miserably at that time, and I¡ª"
"boom!"
Nan Baoyi suddenly threw her to the ground.
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