Since then, Jiang Cheng has often sat in the lower Yamen and later the moon Pavilion, sometimes with his colleagues, sometimes by himself.

Today, he came again. It was the same Yajian. He ordered Pinglu.

When Pinglu came in, she couldn't help laughing: "how come adults are always alone recently?"

Jiang Cheng is somewhat restrained, "they are all busy, I am more idle."

"What does the Lord want to hear today?"

Jiang Cheng's hands tightened under the table. "Girls just choose what they are good at. I like them all."

Pinglu takes a look at him and realizes something. She doesn't speak. She sits down, tries the audition, and then starts to play.

This time the tune is different from the past, quite touching.

Listening, Jiang Cheng feels more and more filled with emotion. His eyes gradually change when he looks at Pinglu. All the feelings he thinks are hidden come out from the corner of his eyes.

Ping Lu accidentally raised her head and fell in love with the infinite tenderness.

She put down the flute, got up and came over, "my Lord."

She sat down opposite Jiang Cheng, raised her slender hand, picked up the white porcelain wine pot, poured a glass of wine, and then handed it to Jiang Cheng, "does it seem that you have something on your mind?"

Jiang Cheng swallowed his saliva and said, "I have something on my mind. I don't know if I should say it."

Pinglu held her cheek in one hand and said with a smile, "if you want to speak, Pinglu will listen. If you don't want to speak, Pinglu just doesn't know."

Jiang Cheng drank it all, and the wine emboldened him. His face was slightly red, but his eyes were firm.

"Actually, I've been happy with the girl for a long time."

Maybe it's really been held for a long time. As soon as he opened his head, he couldn't stop. He reached out and held the hand on Pinglu's desk. His eyes were burning. "Pinglu, will you come with me? I will marry you

Pinglu smiles and says, "don't make fun of me, my Lord. Pinglu has a cheap life. How can you like it?"

Then he would draw back his hand.

Jiang Cheng saw this and held it more tightly. "Why isn't it worth it? In my eyes, you are no different from other good women. I'll treat you well. I'll carry a big sedan chair and marry a fair wife. I won't let people despise you! "

It's impossible for such a young and handsome person to say this without heart.

Pinglu looked at him seriously, "is it really not drunken nonsense?"

Jiang Cheng swore to heaven: "every sentence I said today comes from the bottom of my heart. If one of them deceives you, it will be thunderstruck by heaven!"

Ping Lu was so surprised that she got up and covered his mouth. She frowned and said, "my Lord, how can you say such unlucky words?"

They were so close that Jiang Cheng looked at her crazily, "do you believe me?"

Pinglu let go, a little shy, "I believe... But my Lord, I have a lot of money to redeem myself. I'm afraid you're going to ruin your family. It's not worth it."

"First of all, I've saved a lot of money myself."

Jiang Cheng is so excited that she can't help herself. It seems that Pinglu is not merciless to herself!

Pinglu pursed her lips, saying: "although I'm not Huakui, and I'm the last of the thirty-six immortals, I need five hundred taels of silver to redeem myself."

Five hundred Liang is not a small sum for a newly appointed Si Cheng.

He only has more than 100 Liang in his hand now.

Jiang Cheng holds Ping Lu in both hands and his eyes are firm. "Ping Lu, I don't have so much money now, but you can rest assured that I will try my best to save money. Are you willing to wait for me?"

Pinglu saw that he didn't shrink back and was slightly moved. "I have some savings over the years, about 300 Liang. I'm willing to wait. We can always get enough together."