The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor - Chapter 293

[Chapter 297 Yan Qingqing is like a meeting]

When Yan Qingqing met, she recited Huajian, and I knew it.

As soon as the menstrual period is over, Mi Huaisi, I don’t have any new ideas for presenting the pipe flute.

The book is short and long, and Lin Ying is endless.

– The meaning of this letter from Yuezhi is: Yan, seeing the letter is like meeting each other. After I read the letter, I already know what you mean.

The xiao given to you now is nothing new, just because you like it.

I am by your side now, so there is no need to hide the knife in the flute for self-defense.

Although the letter is short, the long thoughts in it are far from being finished.

Yu is here now, and there is no hidden sword in the management.

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It doesn’t just refer to this matter, but Xiao Song’s complaints and promises that as long as I am here, you will be at ease.

Ran Yan picked up the flute again, but felt a different feeling in her heart. She was a little disappointed just now, but suddenly became cherished.

She put the Xiao to her lips and tried the sound, and played “Guan Shanyue” directly.

Xiao Song, who had just left the Zheng residence, suddenly stopped and stood outside the doorman listening to the music that was not very clear. A smile gradually bloomed on his lips. When the music was finished, he laughed softly.

The doorman of Zheng Mansion wiped his sweat, seeing that he didn’t seem to have much evil spirit at the moment, he asked timidly, “Xiao Shilang, are you alright?”

If you have nothing to do, let’s go, you are so respectful at the gate, should we close the door or not!

Xiao Song gave him a bright smile, walked down the steps briskly, took the reins in the hands of the servant, neatly turned over, waved the whip, and trotted.

The concierge was stunned, this.

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Is this still a ghost in Chang’an?

The concierge didn’t pay attention to the sound of the flute just now, only to see Xiao Song suddenly laughing. He couldn’t help but shivered, looked around, and muttered, “Could it be that there is something unclean…”

Inside the house, Ran Yan finished the song.

Rubbing Xiao’s body, a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

“Niang Yan.” A female voice called from outside.

Wan Lu immediately hit the curtain and went out, “Sister Pingyou, why are you looking for my wife?”

Pingyou was the maid next to Mrs. Li, Ran Yan put away the flute and heard Pingyou say.

“The old lady’s name is a slave and a maid to invite Yan Niangyou to talk.”

Although the old lady is the old lady of the Zheng family, the woman of the Tang Dynasty did not follow her husband’s surname. Her real surname was Li.

Last time, Mrs. Li invited Ran Yanyou to talk, but she didn’t say much. Mrs. Li simply asked about Ran Yan’s mother, and then politely explained a few words.

The Zheng family agreed to move Ran Yan here, but it was only for profit.

Yu Ranyan didn’t have a direct relationship, so she moved in for a month, and it was the first time that Mrs. Li took the initiative to talk to her.

“Sister Pingyou, please come in and wait a moment, I’ll do my wife’s makeup.” Wan Lu was delighted, but she kept her voice steady.

“Thank you.” Ping You replied politely.

He followed the evening green into the tea room next door.

After entertaining Pingyou, Wan Lu hurried back to help Ran Yan arrange her hair and clothes, and clean her face.

It was refreshing and refreshing, so I went to Pingyangtang where the old lady lived with Pingyou.

Pingyang Hall was still the name that the eldest Princess Pingyang gave to the old lady’s residence.

Over the past few decades, Mrs. Li has changed many residences.

But the name has never been abandoned.

This is a memory of her past glory.

Different from the feats of ordinary women.

In the courtyard of Pingyangtang there is a wisteria tree with strong branches.

The branches are intertwined, and the branches actually cover most of the yard. At this time, it is only the beginning of January, and the flowering period has not yet arrived. Only the bare black-brown trunk and branches can be seen, but there is a sense of simplicity and atmosphere.

On the door plaque of the main hall, the two “Pingyang” are vigorous and strong, with good shape and bones, but they are from Yu Shinan’s handwriting.

“The old lady is in the hall, the lady is going in.” Pingyou called the judge at the door, but turned to talk to Wan Lu, “Sister, will you go make tea with me?”

Mrs. Li’s yard will never be served by Wan Lu,

It was just to let her go, and Wan Lu also understood, so she glanced at Ran Yan.

Ran Yan nodded and said, “Your tea skills are very poor. Study hard with Miss Pingyou.”

“Yes.” Wan Lu’s small face collapsed, thinking to herself, you are really not afraid to expose your shortcomings.

Pingyou covered his mouth and chuckled, “Sister come with me.”

Ran Yan entered the room, and the maid at the door immediately entered the inner room to report.

Ran Yan didn’t wait too long, and the maid led her in.

There were not only the old lady in the house, but also five middle-aged women in Chinese clothes, and maids standing in a circle around them.

Ran Yan recognized that the woman sitting closest to the old lady was Zheng Renxue’s wife, Mrs. Du.

The rest, Ran Yan did not know.

“Niang Yan, sit down.” The old lady leaned on the back of Hu’s bed and raised her hand to signal the vacant seat beside her.

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Ran Yan is generally called Yan Niang in the com mansion.

Ran Yan thanked and sat down, and Du Shi then introduced the identities of the other four ladies one by one.

Ran Yan got up again and greeted each other one by one, feeling really annoyed, why didn’t she introduce her when she entered the room, she had to wait for her to sit down before saying it!

These are the wives of the Zheng family, the wives of several brothers who are close to Zheng Rentai.

At the same time as the ceremony, several ladies also took advantage of the situation to look at Ran Yan. One of them, Mrs. Lu, who was a little rounder, giggled, “Among the sisters in this family, Princess Xi and Mrs. Zhuo had a good life, Mrs. Zhuo. My daughter is so outstanding.”

She didn’t know if she meant it or not. Princess Xi was also the hidden prince Li Jiancheng, the biological mother of Wenxi County Lord, so she could naturally avoid mentioning such an embarrassing identity hands-free as much as possible.

Ran Yan felt that ordinary people would not dare to play tricks in front of Mrs. Li, and Lu Shi was sure that his brain was short of strings, and which pot was not hot to mention.

There was silence in the room for a moment, and Mrs. Du immediately changed the topic and said, “Speaking of which, my sister-in-law is incompetent, and Mother Zhuo is married far away, and she can’t take care of her, so she has been subservient to Mother Yan for so many years.”

Mrs. Li has been squinting her eyes halfway, fiddling with the small-leaf rosewood beads in her hand, and she seems to be asleep, without any intention to interrupt.

Ran Yan is not a talkative person either, the ladies were in high spirits and chatted for a while before entering the topic, “I heard that the maids around Yan Niang are not enough, so I will pick a few from my room and use them in the past. .”

Before she moved into the Zheng Mansion, Xing Niang had told her not to accept anyone from the mansion.

Ran Yan has always kept it in mind, so she pretended to be confused and said, “Madam’s kindness is accepted by A-Yan. I still have a few servants in my uncle’s house. If it’s tight, ask my uncle to send someone to deliver it.”

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[End of this Chapter]