Chapter 908: do not know
Chapter 908 I don't know
Tomorrow, his parents will be leaving Beijing. Liu Juntang will return to the mansion after taking leave today. His father asked him to come to the Daguan Bookstore in Nanshi to pick up his mother. Liu Juntang entered the bookstore and saw Jiang San girl standing next to his mother, he subconsciously retracted his leg again. The servant who followed behind Liu Juntang almost bumped his head on the back of the young master and asked in a low voice, "Master?"
What is he doing? Liu Juntang took a deep breath of the fragrance of ink, brushed off his robe subconsciously, and then stepped into the bookstore, walking uncoordinated towards his mother and Miss Jiang San. Liu Juntang, who has always considered himself smart, walked up to his mother and couldn't think of how to tell Jiang San girl so that she could understand that he didn't know she was here, and he didn't come to meet her on purpose.
He had to say truthfully, "Second sister also read books? My father asked me to pick up my mother home."
Mrs. Liu raised her sleeves to hide her face, not wanting to admit that the tall, silly man standing in front of her was her son. How would you ask a girl to answer this question?
Jiang Muyan, who was holding two books, nodded and returned a blessing, "Yes."
What is ? Liu Juntang reacted for a while, not knowing how to respond.
Jiang Liu, who was hiding behind the bookshelf, looked at Liu Juntang's stupid appearance from the left, and looked at his sister who lowered his head to the right. He was thinking about whether to go up to resolve their embarrassment, and Liu Xi jumped out.
Liu Xi, who was wearing a white dress, came out of the bookshelf with two books in his arms, pretending to be surprised for a moment, graceful and happy, and said in surprise, "Young Master Liu."
Liu Juntang, whose head was full of Jiang San girls, didn't hear Liu Xi at all, his phoenix eyes fell on Jiang Muyan's hand holding the book... No, it was the book he was holding, and he immediately retrieved his tongue, "Sanmei Do you also like Zhong Canjun's "Poetry Review"? He advocated 'the writing has been exhausted and the meaning is more than enough', which is highly respected by later generations. Has the third sister read the poems written by Zhong Canjun?"
Liu Juntang finally had nowhere to put his hands and feet, but Liu Xi, who was ignored by him, couldn't hold it anymore.
"Little girl has little talent and has never read Zhong Canjun's poems." After Jiang Muyan replied, she turned her eyes to Liu Xi who was standing beside him, and signaled that someone next to Liu Juntang was greeting him.
Before Liu Juntang could speak, Mrs. Liu asked, "Juntang, who is this girl?"
girl? Liu Juntang turned to look at Liu Xi and shook his head, "I don't know."
Jiang Muyan…
Ginger stay…
Mrs. Liu showed an expression of "as expected", and Liu Xi was not annoyed, and said to the mother and son of the Liu family with a little happiness, and said generously, "Mrs. Liu. Mrs. Liu is busy with other affairs, and it makes sense not to remember the little girl. The little girl Liu Xi, my father Yulin Wei Zhaowu school captain. On the eighth night of the first month of this year, the little girl and her family got separated while watching the lanterns in the West City. Fortunately, Liu Gongzi showed the way and found her family. The little girl never had the opportunity to thank Liu Gongzi. I don't want to meet here today."
Hearing that she is Liu Xi, the disgust in Liu Juntang's eyes could not be concealed, "The girl must have misremembered, and I have never given anyone directions."
Jiang Liu secretly gave Liu Juntang a thumbs up, Jiang Muyan took a step back and stood behind Mrs. Liu to read the books on the shelf.
Mrs. Liu heard that this girl was Liu Xi. Although her smile was kind and her tone was very gentle, her words were not polite, "The lights are dim at night, and it is understandable for Miss Liu to recognize the wrong person. However, the girl does not recognize the way. I don’t recognize people, so I might as well bring a few more people when I go out in the future, so as not to get lost and find my way home again, making my parents worry and remember.”
Poof!
I don't know who laughed, causing all the scholars watching the excitement to bury their faces in the books, indicating that it was not him who was laughing just now.
Jiang Liu glanced at Shi Liwen, the owner of the bookstore who couldn't help laughing, then turned his eyes back to Mrs. Liu, and secretly said that this is worthy of being the head mistress of the Liu family in Xinzhou, and this eloquence is quite unusual.
Liu Xi's conduct is not ordinary. Although she was ridiculed by Madam Liu, her face was still dignified and decent, "Thank you Madam for reminding me, the little girl wrote it down."
After saying that, Liu Xi bowed and resigned, and after retreating to the bookshelf, she raised her eyes to look at Liu Juntang, only to find that his eyes were fixed on the bookshelf, staring at the bookshelf in front of Jiang Muyan!
Liu Xi clenched the book in his hand tightly, forcing himself to calm down, but turned his eyes to the bookshelf.
Liu Xi left, Jiang Liucai walked out of the bookshelf and went up to greet Liu Juntang, "Brother Jun, why did the yamen leave so early today?"
Liu Juntang hurriedly said, "I took a half-day leave and came back to help my parents pack their luggage. Is the sixth sister thirsty, and I ask my son to buy you an ice drink?"
When Liu Juntang said this, his eyes involuntarily turned to Jiang Muyan again.
Scholar Liu Sheng stepped forward and asked with a smile, "What do girls three and six want to drink? Mung bean paste, crushed ice cherry juice or sour plum juice?"
Jiang Liu's tongue was full of excitement, and he immediately said, "I want crushed ice cherry juice, auntie, sister, what do you want to drink?"
Mrs. Liu said, "I'm used to drinking sour plum juice in the south, and I also try Kang An's crushed ice cherry juice."
Jiang Muyan said, "I want a bowl too. I can't take this much by myself. Let Jiang Bai go with you, he is right outside the door."
"Okay!" Liu Sheng responded cheerfully and ran out to find Jiang Bai.
Before Liu Juntang could get close to Jiang Muyan, Jiang Muyan asked, "What other books does Auntie want to choose?"
Mrs. Liu said with a smile, "Just these few books. Let me see which books the owner of this bookstore recommends to me."
At the counter, Mrs. Liu bought several books such as "Kang'an Poetry Examination" recommended by Shi Liwen, and the four walked out of the bookstore. Liu Sheng and Jiang Bai came over with a few bowls of crushed ice.
Jiang Liu took the crushed ice, and before Liu Juntang could speak, Jiang Muyan said, "Auntie, brother Jun, my sister and I have gone to the powder shop. Tomorrow morning, we will go outside Yanping Gate to see off uncle and aunt."
Mrs. Liu responded and saw their sisters get into the carriage before getting into her own carriage. Seeing that her son was about to pick up the car curtain and look out, Mrs. Liu said in disgust, "Put it down, let in the heat!"
Liu Juntang turned his head and asked stupidly, "Mother see..."
"Mother didn't see anything except your stupidity."
Not long after they left, Liu Xi also published a book shop and got into the car to go back to the house. The little maid Jiaolan behind her got into the carriage with two crumpled books in her hands. He shifted his body and sat down against the door.
Mrs. Sheng advised, "The Liu family's mother and son's thoughts are all on Jiang Muyan, so why bother with the girl..."
"Shut up." Liu Xi snorted gloomily, "It's not your turn to teach this girl to do things!"
Mrs. Sheng frowned and said nothing.
Liu Xi closed his eyes and leaned on the carriage, carefully recalling the smell of the incense that Jiang Muyan used. It smells like Yuelinxiang, but it seems to have a little more jasmine smell than Yuelinxiang. Where can I buy this incense?
When he returned to the mansion, Liu Xi instructed Jiao Lan, "Find a girl with a raw face and go to Dongshi Xuexia evening to buy a box of Yuelinxiang and come back."
(end of this chapter)