After the Chinese New Year, it is a time to run around and visit relatives. An Yu had no relatives, so the only friends he could count were Yu Chen, Wan Qiqin, and Xie Weixing.
From Jin Ronger's mouth, I learned that Yu Chen was furious about driving An Yu away and sent several people to the meditation hall, but he could do nothing to the initiators because they were all elders of Yujiabao. He wanted to take An Yu into Yujiabao, but he was blocked by the elders and was unable to move forward. After An Yu heard about this, he just laughed it off. She didn't blame Yu Chen, nor did she blame the elders in Yujia Fort, she just thought it was ridiculous.
I don’t know what those people’s expressions will be like when my identity as a woman is revealed...
"Master—"
Anwei ran in hurriedly and shouted: "The prince is here!"
An Yu, who was hiding in the Nuan Pavilion, raised his head and quickly put down the book in his hand.
"Why are you panicking? It's here as soon as it's here. If you're so panicked, aren't you making people laugh?! Xiao Yuan, go make a pot of tea!"
"yes."
Xie Weixing left the next day after celebrating the New Year. She didn't know where he went. She felt a sense of loss in her heart, but she concealed it. Fortunately, Jin Ronger did not go back to Yujiabao and stayed there. At least let her have company. But why did Wan Qiqin come to see him at this time? Is it because of what happened in the arena? But it’s only the fifth day of the Lunar New Year!
An Yu put on her cloak and pushed the door open to go out. Although he is unwilling to go out, the person who comes here is still a prince who is above all others in Zhongyou, and he must have the proper etiquette.
"The common people have met the prince. Happy New Year to the prince!"
From a distance, I saw a figure dressed in brocade and white robes walking leisurely through the snow. Behind him were two guards with swords in their eyes. All three of them were traveling in casual clothes.
"Xiao An, you don't need to be polite." Wan Qiqin helped An Yu up and said calmly, "One year has passed and you have grown one year older. Not bad, not bad!"
He took out a jade pendant from his body and handed it into her hand. An Yu quickly declined: "Your Majesty, what are you..."
"Haha, I came out in a hurry and didn't bring anything with me, so I'll give you this piece of Hetian jade as a make do!"
"This gift is too heavy..."
"You are Welcome."
Seeing that Wan Qiqin's tone was unquestionable, An Yu had no choice but to take Wan Qiqin into his arms, thank him and invite Wan Qiqin into the house.
There are still some differences between the New Year customs in Zhongyou and modern times. The emphasis here is on a red color. As soon as the Chinese New Year comes, everything in the home must be pasted in red. If there are more pastings, it means the word "福". Paper cuttings are pasted on doors, doors, tables, chairs, etc., and windows. If the women in the family don’t know how to cut paper, they must “please” them instead of buying them. In modern times, only when you get married, you will post red posters everywhere. On New Year's Eve, Zhongyou does not have to stay up late, but they must gather in the ancestral hall to pray for blessings.
The food usually consists of venison. Fortunately, there are many mountains and wild animals on this side of Zhongyou. However, venison is often mixed with some Chinese medicine and eaten directly. Eating it this way is not only good for the body, but also tastes good. Poor families just look forward to eating venison for the New Year meal, and hope that their family will be better off next year.
When Wan Qiqin arrived, An Yu had just finished breakfast. He saw that not only were there not red stickers everywhere in the house, but the food he ate was also "shabby". An Yu was tired of eating meat these days, so he asked An Yue to prepare vegetarian dishes. No wonder he, a prince, felt shabby when he saw it.
"If you have any difficulties, just tell me directly."
An Yu was a little confused for a moment, but he didn't expect that it was his food that made him feel that his life was "sad". He just thought he was talking about things in the ring, so after sorting out his thoughts, he cleared his throat and said, "Okay. I was about to tell the prince about this!" So he turned around and asked Xiao Yuan to take out the arena plan he had written and presented it to Wan Qiqin.
"This is… "
"Your Majesty has done me such a great favor, so I have to do more things for you, right? This is the plan for the ring competition that I have designed in the past few days. You can take a look at it first. If there is something wrong, I will make some changes. .”
Only then did Wan Qiqin realize that she had misunderstood her meaning, but her attention was attracted by the plan in her hand. Without saying anything, she lowered her head and watched her take her plan seriously.
The front page said "Recruitment Plan" in large characters. After opening it, what came into view were Juanxiu's small characters. They were not written with a brush, but they were very comfortable to read. Moreover, the processes designed by An Yu made Wan Qiqin ignore those words. The plan was so detailed that he could admire the tea that these admiring people would drink and... the clothes they would wear.
In order to get his share of the dividends from Prosperity Cloth Shop, An Yu naturally spared no effort to promote Prosperity Clothing Shop's clothes! And this time the arena competition is just an opportunity! Let those who win wear the clothes they designed. Isn't that the best publicity opportunity? By then, won’t money be flowing into your pockets one after another
The more Wan Qiqin saw the back, the more his heart surged. He didn't have much hope in this arena, but with An Yu's arrangement, he seemed to be able to see that his house was full of talents!
"Okay, not bad!" Wan Qiqin exclaimed in his heart, but showed no signs of it on the surface. He closed the plan book in his hand and said to An Yu calmly, "When are you going to start this arena competition?"
"Now that the weather is getting warmer, why don't we set the time in mid-March, so that those soldiers who are traveling from far away can have a buffer of time. And we also just use this time to prepare the topic for the arena and spread the news Let it out."
"Well, your arrangement is very reasonable. I will send people to spread the news. As for the title of the arena..."
"Your Majesty, since we don't want to recruit people with well-developed limbs and simple minds, we will set up some more questions. In addition to martial arts, we also divide it into three aspects: poetry, military, and strategy. Poetry is poetry, poetry, and military is a test. , is the art of war, and planning is a test of one's cleverness. I wonder what your Majesty wants?"
Wan Qiqin squinted his eyes and nodded slightly: "Okay, just do as you say!"
An Yu was overjoyed and quickly stood up and said with cupped hands: "Yes! I will definitely host this arena match!"
The two discussed some more details in the arena, and An Yu took notes. She didn't know how to use a brush, and writing with a brush was too slow, so she used a slender piece of carbon, wrapped it in paper, and twisted it into a pen that looked like a pencil.
"What is that in your hand? Why are you writing with it?"
"This is called a charcoal pen. It made the prince laugh. My calligraphy with calligraphy was too shameful, so I used this charcoal pen instead. The plan that the prince just read was also written with this kind of charcoal pen."
Wan Qiqin took the pen and wrote lightly. Although he was not used to it, it was indeed much lighter and faster. I opened the plan book again, and sure enough, the words inside were very elegant. If I had used the smallest brush to write, I'm afraid it wouldn't be so beautiful and neat.
"You mean, you wrote these with that kind of charcoal pen?"
An Yu nodded. Wan Qiqin didn't quite believe it, but he couldn't help but not believe it. Because the few words he wrote were all light black. Just now An Yu said that her calligraphy skills were not visible to others, but that was compared to the people here who mainly used calligraphy. In modern times, she also studied calligraphy. Even though she did not have her own style, she could still be described as upright and delicate. More than enough.
"It's really magical!" Wan Qiqin looked at the charcoal pen in his hand and sighed.
"Make the prince laugh."
"Is this the only one you have?"
"There are a few more here."
"Since you still have it there, why not give this one to me!"
They have already used "my king", and there is nothing she can do if she refuses to agree. Anyway, this kind of carbon pen is very convenient to make. You can have as many as you want. What's more, he just gave himself a piece of beautiful Hetian jade. That piece of beautiful jade cannot be bought with money! So he nodded in agreement quite grandly, and Wan Qiqin was not polite.
The two exchanged a few more polite words, and Wan Qiqin left with his two guards. After seeing them off, An Yu breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing how tired she was, Xiao Yuan on the side couldn't help but asked curiously: "Master, the prince is so kind to you, why do you still look like you are facing a formidable enemy?"
"This makes people have to bow their heads under the eaves. After all, I don't have much friendship with him, but he gave us such a big yard for no reason, and took advantage of others. What he ordered, I Naturally, I have to do my best. Fortunately, he didn't make things difficult for me, otherwise..." An Yu waved his hand and said no more.
Xiao Yuan seemed to understand, rolled his eyes, walked forward with a smile, and whispered: "Miss, what if it is the house given by Mr. Xie?"
An Yu was stunned. Xie Weixing gave him a house
"Stop thinking nonsense, there are no ifs in the world!"
But having said that, An Yu still couldn't help but wonder where he had been these past few days...
The words were divided into two sides. That day, after An Yu left the palace, Xie Weixing ducked into the palace.
"I wonder why Mr. Si Ji from Fengnong Villa comes to visit our Prince Qin Mansion?"
Xie Weixing was not surprised when he saw through his identity, and just smiled softly: "I heard that the prince has recently been troubled by the embezzlement case of Xizhou disaster relief funds, so he came here to give a big gift."
He clapped his hands together, and a man in black clothes came in immediately outside the door, holding a stack of paper materials in his hands.
Wan Qiqin frowned and said calmly: "What does Mr. Si Ji want?"
There is no free lunch in the world. Fengnong Villa has the largest intelligence network. For them, the corruption case in Xizhou is an extremely small matter. He took the initiative to send evidence and a list, and what he wanted was nothing more than something in his hands!
To put it bluntly, this is a deal.