He is a disciple of Changsun Sheng and has a deep imprint on his body.

So no matter what happened to Yan Qing, Changsun Sheng could help him unconditionally.

And Fang Yanqian and Pei Shiju cannot do this...

There are countless giants in Luoyang City.

Although Yan Qing had some relationships, it was difficult to have a great effect. Li Ji was in Guzang, and he was indeed a person who would help him unconditionally, but the distance was too far. Li Ji was not there, and Dou Wei and Dou Fengjie, who had contact with Zheng Yanqing, were in Chang'an and the other went to Shuzhong, but they could not give him much help. Although Dou Xian was in Luoyang, he had never met before, so Zheng Yanqing was not willing to disturb him rashly... As for the Zheng family, there were probably even less helps that could be given to him now.

After thinking about this, Yan Qing found that there seemed to be not many cards in his hand.

When Changsun Sheng was alive, he grabbed a lot of good cards in his hand. But now, there are really not many cards available.

So, what will he face next?

Zheng Yanqing thought carefully and felt that if he continued to stay in Luoyang, he might be in danger.

God knows when Yang Guang got crazy? Will he ask him to accompany him to Jiangdu?

Or, go to Chang'an?

Zheng Yanqing had this idea and was immediately extinguished.

The situation in Chang'an may not be better than Luoyang...

The struggle between the Guanlong nobles was also very fierce. When he went to Chang'an at this time, he would end up in pieces that could not be broken.

Therefore, Zheng Yanqing doesn’t want to go there, Chang'an, Luoyang and Jiangdu.

In addition, he had to try to send Duoduo to Shuzhong, which made him feel very embarrassed. Without enough excuses, how could he go to Shuzhong?

Well, in fact, Shuzhong is a safe place to go.

Zheng Yanqing began to think about what excuse to use to escort Duoduo to Shuzhong?

Just write a letter to Dou Fengjie... If Dou Fengjie invites him, wouldn't he have an excuse?

Zheng Yanqing felt that this was the only way he could think of now. But Duoduo’s affairs were over, and Pei Shuying’s affairs were also happening. He vaguely felt that Pei Shuying seemed to have noticed the strange emotions between the two of them.

Like mother and son, not mother and son, not lover, but also like lover.

I guess she was just worried about this matter.

After all, there is a layer of ethics involved. Especially after Yan Qing killed Li Dewu, Pei Shuying became even more panicked.

She wanted to become a monk, not because she blamed Yan Qing for killing Li Dewu, nor because of the rumors in the market.

More, I'm afraid I don't know how to face Zheng Yanqing. After all, Yan Qing's age can be her son in this era. Pei Shuying doesn't know what to do, nor does she know how to face it, so...

This is probably the reason!

Zheng Yanqing was also confused and didn't know what to do.

He had the state of mind of a forty-year-old, but he was the body of an eleven-year-old child.

He likes mature women like Pei Shuying, but it also involves a very taboo topic.

Sitting blankly by the fire pit, Zheng Yanqing's mind was empty. Suddenly, he stood up, walked to the desk to light a candle, then spread a piece of white paper, ground the ink, lifted the pen, but calmed it down again. If he did this, there were only two possible consequences: one was that Pei Shuying gave up the idea of ​​becoming a monk; the other was that Pei Shuying would never pay attention to him.

Yan Qing put the brush on the pen holder again.

I rub my face with both hands, hoping to calm myself down in this way.

I lifted the pen and put it down again; I put the pen and lifted it up again... I repeated this many times, and before I knew it, the third update had passed.

Forget it, let's fight.

Zheng Yanqing made up his mind, picked up his pen, and wrote a five-character quatrain on the paper.

You have not been born yet, but I have been born as old. You hate me for being born too late, but I hate you for being born too early.

I have not been born, but I have been born. I wish I could not be born at the same time, and I will be happy with you every day.

After writing, Yan Qing took a deep breath, blew the ink marks dry, then put the letter into an envelope, dripped with hot paint, and stamped it.

Even if you die, you must understand. Hiding like this is actually a torture for him or Pei Shuying.

After dawn, Zheng Yanqing was about to rush to Pili Hall.

He asked Chen Guang to send the letter to Pei Mansion, and then hurriedly left with Xiong Dahai.

Another private taboo.

However, the atmosphere seemed to have become a little different from yesterday. Changsun Hengan and his son actually knelt side by side with Mrs. Gao.

Although Mrs. Gao didn't say anything, the unhappiness on her face was beyond words.

It can be seen that Changsun Heng'an was a little restless. Changsun Shunde and Changsun Xingcao, one ignored him and the other did not dare to ask.

Zheng Yanqing wanted to say a few words, but this was someone else's family matter.

Changsun Shunde didn't speak, Mrs. Gao didn't speak, and Zheng Yanqing didn't feel easy to interrupt.

When I got home, it was already Xu.

Chen Guang handed a letter to Zheng Yanqing, saying that it was written by Pei Shuying.

After Yan Qing took a shower, he finished his meal and opened Pei Shuying's reply in the study alone.

It is also a five-character poem with beautiful handwriting but quite powerful writing.

I have not been born, but I am old. I am far away from you, and I am far away from you.

I have not been born, but I have grown old. I have turned into butterflies to look for flowers and live in fragrant grass every night.

Yanqing, I already know your thoughts, and I am the same. But the distance between us is too far, so I will stop this idea and look for their own lives.

Pei Shuying's answer made Zheng Yanqing sit in front of the desk and speechless for a long time.

Is your aunt rejecting me?

Yan Qing couldn't sleep well for another night...

The next day, before he left the house, he wrote another letter.

I want to know you, and my life will never fade away.

There are no tombs in the mountains and rivers are exhausted.

Winter thunder trembles, summer rain and snow,

If heaven and earth are united, you dare to be separated from you.

Aunt, no matter what you think, my intention remains unchanged.

Yan Qing used the "Shangxie" from the Han Yuefu to express his mood. Only this poem can express it.

As for what Pei Shuying would think, Zheng Yanqing no longer considered it.

In the past, Yang Guo and Xiao Longnu were not afraid of people's words or ethics in the Southern Song Dynasty.

And what are he afraid of these days?

Before leaving the house, he asked Chen Guang to send the letter to Pei Mansion again.

Duoduo and Xiaonian were both quite curious about this, but they didn't dare to ask.

That night, Chen Guang came back.

Zheng Yanqing pulled him and asked, "Where is my aunt's reply?"

Chen Guang shook his head, "The eldest lady did not reply to the book."

"What did you say?"

"No... I didn't see the eldest lady at all. Oh, her maid said something to me."

"What's the matter?"

"Madam, let you go back."

"ah?"

"I just didn't reply to the book or the verbal message, so I asked me to leave... Young Master, what else are you doing? If there is anything, can't I tell the eldest lady? Today the little maid looked at me, and it seemed a little unfavorable."

Zheng Yanqing said oh and went back to the study.

What does Pei Shuying mean if she doesn’t reply to the book?

Yan Qing thought about it all night but couldn't figure it out.

So the next day, he asked Chen Guang to go to Pei Mansion to deliver a letter.

He married a family in Qutang, and missed his concubine every day.

If I had known that the trend would be trusted, I would marry the trendsetter.

On this day, Pei Shuying still did not reply.

But the maid passed on a sentence: Don’t write any more poems if you don’t know what’s up.

When Zheng Yanqing heard this, he felt immediately energetic.

I am not afraid of not knowing what is said, but I am afraid that you have no explanation. As long as you have a statement, I will always have a way to let you know what is said.
To be continued...