When the cold wind in the north roars, people want to hide in a house with a brazier to keep warm, especially the southerners, who want to hide in bed and not come out.

But once there is no wind and the sun is high, as long as you have free time, everyone wants to bathe in this sunshine that brings a few rare warmth to the north.

Qian Yuan had quite some free time at this time... Well, this should be an illusion.

More than a month ago, Qian Yuan first entered the capital and met the saint, and then beat Xu Jie's eldest son Xu Fan. A few days later, he had a fierce fight with Yan Shifan... At least in the eyes of those who are interested, Qian Yuan was quite busy during the previous period.

However, it was December. Although the undercurrents in the court were surging, there was no urgent matter. The northern grassland tribes would not choose to invade at this time. The Japanese pirates in the south were quiet and there was a rare leisure in the court.

Qian Yuan was lying lazily on the recliner in the yard, a book that was opened covered his face to block the dazzling sunlight due to direct light, and his whole body was warm.

On the left side of the lounge chair is a tall tea table, and a thirteen or fourteen-year-old maid is holding a pot of tea.

On the right is a small table with four plates of dried fruits on it. Another maid took a small hammer and smashed it hard, carefully peeling out the pecan kernels and putting them on a small plate.

"Young Master." Zhang San looked at the door without closing, walked straight in and knocked on the door panel, "Young Master?"

The two maids turned their heads to look at each other, with the same figure, as if they were carved from the template, and they frowned slightly, as if they were angry and happy.

Although he had seen each other once or twice, Zhang San could not help but be dazzled. This pair of beloved twin sisters was specially sent by Tang Ruji. The daughter of the criminals was invaded by the Jiaofangsi and was well-versed in literature and literature, and was called adding fragrance to Qian Yuanhongxiu.

The maid who was peeling pecans was her sister. She walked away a few steps and whispered: "Young Master is still having lunch break."

She was also a family of officials when she was young, and she had never seen such a unruly slave. Her master was still resting and broke in.

Zhang San's face changed slightly. He thought about it in his mind and walked out, but with a slight sound, Qian Yuan's book covering his face fell to the ground.

"Uh..." Qian Yuan straightened up and stretched his waist, took the teacup and took a sip, turned his head and looked in surprise, "I peeled so much... Alas, Zhang San, let's eat together."

The two maids frowned at the same time as if they were telepathic. They were really unruly. To put it bluntly, they were not up or down, neither big nor small.

Zhang San relaxed, walked over and grabbed the pecan kernels and stuffed them into his mouth, he hesitated and said, "It tastes good."

"Oh, I don't know what I know!" Qian Yuan kicked the foot, "It's really unprotectable to grab half of it!"

"Young Master, please let me eat it." Zhang San wiped his mouth and took out two letters from his arms, "One is the second master's letter, and the other is Mr. Wang."

"Mr. Wang?"

"Is the one who often goes to the food garden to eat and drink."

"Oh, Wang Yin?" Qian Yuan took the letter and opened it and looked, "Hehe, is this threatening me?"

“What?”

"That guy Xu Wei is coming to settle the score with me." Qian Yuan curled his lips, "I just said stubbornly, like a dead duck."

"Tsk tsk, young master, it's really hard to say." Zhang San laughed and said, "That's just that he's lucky, otherwise Mr. Xu would be scolded to death by you, Master..."

Qian Yuan glared, opened the second letter in his hand, glanced at him a few times and said, "Mother, sister-in-law, and younger sister are also coming to Beijing!"

"Do you think about the day, it will be here in a few days!"

"How are you doing there?"

"It's still early." Zhang San coughed, "I'm afraid it was a big deal before the New Year, so I can only get a few houses."

More than a month ago, the Wang family in Taicang began to re-delivery the arrears. Qian Yuan, who had the money in hand, handed over the matter to Sun Yan. Although Sun Yan himself had to prepare for the exam, there were some people in the mansion and the demolition was progressing smoothly.

But after all, it is already winter. First, there is insufficient manpower, and secondly, it is rare to get water and make fire in this season. Not only does the water condense into ice, the money for charcoal fire alone has increased by 60% to 70% in this month.

Qian Yuan thought for a while and said, "First get the main hall and the backyard, then fence other places with walls, and then start construction after spring. New houses and new years, you can't celebrate the New Year here."

"Okay, let Yang Wen go to Sun's Mansion."

When Cao Cao was said to him, Cao Cao arrived, Yang Wen walked in with the post, which made the twin maids on the side frown again.

"Sun Wenhe? Don't go." Qian Yuan threw the post back, "I will apologize in my personal letter later."

Sun Wenhe is Sun Sheng's second son and Sun Ying, Sun Jing's second brother. After leaving the filial piety period, he went to the Imperial College for preparation for the next year's examination. He was very good at talking to Qian Yuan.

Sun Sheng has four sons in total, the third and four sons are still young, the eldest son, the grandson Qian Yuan has the most contacts with Qian Yuan, and is loyal and sincere, and the second son, the grandson Qian Yuan has the best relationship. Today, Imperial College rests and sends a post immediately to gather.

But Qian Yuan didn't want to do so. The Sun family in Yuyao was very special in the court. Sun Sheng's father Sun Sui died tragically under the sword of King Ning. The names of the three filial sons were spread all over the world. Even Yan Song and Xu Jie never tried to pull them into his own camp.

It was already a pity to ask Sun Yan to help the garden, and he had too much contact with the Sun Mansion... Qian Yuan knew very well that although he had been honestly and rarely went out this month, he was still in the whirlpool and really didn't want to pull the Sun family in.

When Qian Yuan visited Sun Sheng for the first time, he had never been to Sun's mansion again, nor had he ever thought of submitting a post to visit the left minister of the Ministry of Personnel.

Qian Yuan was sure that Sun Ying would not have informed Sun Sheng when he sent this post. Otherwise, if he had this intention, the eldest son and grandson should have come forward.

People should be self-aware and stop at the right time. Qian Yuan was forced by Wang Min to go to Yuyao to worship, and the Sun family was very courteous. Later, Qian Yuan caused so many troubles in the southeast and formed so many connections. There is no doubt that almost everyone can see the shadow of the Sun family that appeared behind Qian Yuan.

Qian Yuan did not realize that he rarely had exchanges in interpersonal communication. Perhaps he did not want to do this to the Sun family.

After lying back, Qian Yuan lazily prepared to sleep for a while. Without Lu Shusheng's stick during this period, he became a night owl again.

But Yang Wen hasn't left yet, "Young Master, there is still a post."

"who?"

"Ahem, that's over there."

Qian Yuan opened his eyes speechlessly, and it was endless like a candy!

Since losing a big loss on the first day, Yan Shifan has studied hard and studied hard, and has pulled a bunch of people to fight every day, even his father has ignored it... It is said that Yan Song was scolded by Emperor Jiajing because of his Qing Ci a few days ago.

Yan Shifan almost passed the post every five or six days to invite Qian Yuan to gesture again, but Qian Yuan really didn't want to go... It was not until Zhao Wenhua came to the door in person and said that if you don't go, Yan Donglou was going to come, and Qian Yuan had no choice but to go three or two times.

To be honest, mahjong is too powerful. These times I have been playing mahjong completely. I didn’t mention anything else, but I also have to believe it!

So, every time he went to mahjong, Qian Yuan could only find something else to do and meet other people.

It doesn’t matter whether others believe it or not, at least Qian Yuan should show an attitude.
Chapter completed!