Greetings, Ninth Uncle

But Cheng Yuanjing was just unhappy, and his heart was inexplicably restless. He restrained his sudden temper and looked up at the vast rain curtain outside the window. Cheng Yuanjing suddenly realized that Cheng Yujin's screen was embroidered, and she would have no reason to run to him every day in the future.

If it wasn't for Cheng Yujin's sudden whim to make Cheng Yujin embroider characters, the two of them would not have had a jiāo set. Cheng Yuanjing was uncomfortable from the beginning, but gradually became accustomed to it. As if everything had always been like this, he was reading a book on the desk, and as soon as he looked up, he could see Cheng Yujin sitting on the collapsed, carefully comparing the handwriting.

After hearing the family rule that the Lin family does not accept concubines, Cheng Yujin really took a look at Lin Qingyuan, and she also changed from "this person is in good condition and can be used as an alternative" to seriously thinking about marrying Lin Qingyuan.

Cheng Yujin grew up seeing the inner court fighting, she knew too well the difference between a concubine and a concubine. No matter how smart and capable a woman is, once her husband is out and about and leads people one by one to the house, this woman will be ruined in this life.

Just like her mother, Princess Qingfu. King Ning is powerful enough, and Qingfu's family management skills are strong enough, but what's the use? It's still a backyard qi that has been haunted all day long without giving birth to children.

And Lin Qingyuan was alone in the capital, with no elders around him to supervise, so he still kept himself clean and did not appoint a concubine. This heart is more powerful than having a wealth of money.

Cheng Yujin looked at the person in front of her seriously, as if it was the first time she saw Lin Qingyuan. She really felt that marrying him would be a good thing.

As soon as Cheng Yuanjing lowered his head, he saw Cheng Yujin's gaze towards Lin Qingyuan, and the inexplicable irritability in his heart came again. Cheng Yuanjing suddenly said, "Cheng Yujin."

Cheng Yujin raised her head and looked at him with clear eyes: "Ninth uncle?"

Cheng Yuanjing saw his own reflection in the pupil, and found that he had no reason to let her go. The female family members and the outer court did not have a jiāo set. If Cheng Laohou hadn't heard Cheng Yujin's divorce, he would not have interfered in her upbringing.

"There is a travel journal on the bookshelf. You mentioned it last time. Take advantage of the quiet today, go back and read the book."

Cheng Yujin understood, Cheng Yuanjing thought she was distracting her by sitting here to disturb him and his friends talking. Cheng Yujin gave Cheng Yujin a sneaking glance, and saluted Cheng Yuanjing lightly: "Uncle Xie, my niece is retiring. Lin Bianxiu sits slowly, I'll go first."

Lin Qingyuan was a little surprised: "Let's go now? It's raining outside, be careful to get wet."

Cheng Yujin looked at Lin Qingyuan and smiled, her eyes were like crescent moons when she smiled, and chūn blossomed: "Lin Zhuangyuan, the rain has stopped outside."

Lin Qingyuan looked out and found that the rain had stopped at some point. He smiled: "I didn't pay attention, but you are a woman, you still have to pay attention to the cold."

After Cheng Yujin left, Lin Qingyuan casually sighed with Cheng Yuanjing: "Your eldest niece is smart and beautiful, and she is very comfortable to get along with. I don't know who will be able to marry her in the future."

After Lin Qingyuan finished speaking, he turned around and was taken aback: "Why are you looking at me like this?"

Cheng Yuanjing had long since lost Tan Xing, and it didn't take long for him to send Lin Qingyuan out. After everyone left, the room returned to silence. Cheng Yuanjing looked at the sitting collapsed in the study, the two sets of pen and ink on the table, and the travel notes on the bookshelf, and suddenly realized that the layout of his room had changed a lot, and Cheng Yujin's shadow could be seen almost everywhere in the space.

Cheng Yujin heard that the screen had been mounted, and went to Cheng Yuanjing's house to see it. When she saw the finished product, she gave a sincere compliment: "Excellent, it looks much better than just embroidered."

People rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles. The ancient teaching is honest and don’t deceive me. Even a screen is completely different when it is framed.

Cheng Yuanjing asked people to put away the things and asked, "I heard that Lord Hou is not in good health these days, how is he?"

"It's still the same. I was caught by the wind two days ago, and I can't stop coughing recently."

When it comes to Lord Cheng's illness, both of them feel heavy. Two days ago, when the imperial doctor came to see a doctor, he suggested that the Cheng family should prepare the shroud earlier. Everyone in the Hou Mansion was tacitly aware that Old Master Cheng probably wouldn't live long.

"How can you get wind?" Cheng Yuanjing sat on the chair and asked.

Cheng Yujin followed to the other side and sat down naturally: "It's not because the weather is getting warmer, my grandfather was greedy for the cold, so he left the window wide open. As a result, the climate changed greatly in Xiazhi, and he caught a cold."

Cheng Yuanjing frowned, Cheng Yujin immediately said, "It's not that we didn't persuade him, but Uncle Ninth also knows the character of grandfather. Unless you say this, it's useless for us to say anything."

Cheng Yuanjing sighed: "I know, I will visit him these days."

During this period of time, Cheng Yuanjing was very busy. Cheng Yujin, a boudoir girl who did not contact the outer courtyard, knew that Cheng Yuanjing was very busy, so she almost left after going home. Cheng Yujin was curious and asked, "Ninth uncle, what are you busy with these days?"

"I'm checking Yu Hengsi's dossier records in previous years."

Cheng Yujin's intuition was wrong when he heard this: "Isn't the file going to be kept on file for storage? You can check it whenever you want. Why is Ninth Uncle in such a hurry?"

Cheng Yuanjing glanced at her admiringly, and his reaction ability was good.

"I will be transferred next month. Once transferred, Yu Hengsi's dossier cannot be viewed at will, so I have to read it now."

Cheng Yujin's eyes widened: "Transfer? Why transfer? Ninth uncle should not travel on business when he does things."