"Yeah, since you want to play, play bigger. You go and buy thousands of masks. No matter who comes or what status that day, you will be given a mask to wear when you enter the door, and then set up various games in the park. , use those accessories below fifty taels of silver as prizes." Ling Qingyu said with a smile, in this case, why not just have a masquerade party, no one will know who, and there will be no identity dispute.
"If that's the case, we can use the form of Guanpu for those accessories between one hundred taels and five hundred taels." Han Bian smiled and continued.
"Yes, since it's already vulgar, let's be vulgar to the end, set aside a place in Meilin, and provide all kinds of food, such as roast lamb." When Ling Qingyu said this, the originally serious people laughed unconsciously . Merlin's roasted lamb, as the head of the family, you hate eating too much, don't you? !
In this way, all the preparations made earlier would be in vain, and it would be difficult to hire people as the new year was approaching. After eating Laba porridge, Han Jian and Zheng Xi took people out to work again.
If those accessories are adjusted in this way, then the three sets of jewelry for town hall must be selected properly.
Back in the Nuan Pavilion, Ling Qingyu placed a set of jewelry on the table, and the room was immediately full of jewels and jewels.
Each set here is a high-quality product, each with its own characteristics. Thinking of the people on the list and Han Bian's brief introduction, Ling Qingyu picked out three sets.
One set is made of diamonds and cat's-eye star gemstones, the most eye-catching of which is the necklace, with hundreds of crystal clear diamonds shining against the middle cat's-eye and star-light gemstones. The second set is a set of gold inlaid red sapphire heads, a total of 23 pieces. The flowers made of gold are lifelike, and the dozens of red sapphires inlaid on them are full of particles and have a very beautiful luster. The third set is the exclusive item of the Ling Family Silver Building, a set of jadeite jewelry, a jadeite necklace of ice-colored imperial green, jadeite bracelet of the same color, earrings, pair of hairpins, and a pair of emerald green transparent jadeite dragons and phoenixes engraved with dragons and phoenixes. bracelet.
Any one of these sets is worth tens of thousands of gold. There is no woman who would not like it. There are so many nobles here, and there will always be someone who is willing to be taken advantage of. Let's see who bids the highest in the end.
After counting the other jewelry and keeping some of his favorites, Ling Qingyu asked Bai Wei to put all the things into the box.
The curtain was lifted and a gust of wind came in. Ling Qingyu raised his head and opened it, and then said happily, "It's snowing."
I don't know when it started outside, there has been a heavy snowfall, and the night sky is brighter.
"It's cold outside." Seeing her getting up and running outside, Yang Zhao grabbed Ling Qingyu, put a cloak on her, took her hand and walked outside the house together, standing on the porch and watching the snowflakes all over the sky.
Ling Qingyu stretched out his hand, and the snowflakes melted in the palm of his hand, leaving only a trace of coolness. Then he looked at the increasingly dense snowflakes, and said: "With such heavy snow, tomorrow will be covered in silver."
Yang Zhao shook her hand, stood beside her and quietly looked at her side face. Ling Qingyu touched her face embarrassedly and asked, "Why? Isn't it much uglier?"
Yang Zhao smiled, shook his head, just shook her hand, then hugged her horizontally, and said, "It's cold outside, let's go back."
The brazier in the bedroom was burning hot, warm as spring, thick and soft bedding was spread on the sandalwood Babu bed, red gauze curtains were hooked on both sides, and a faint fragrance was burning in the golden incense burner.
Putting Ling Qingyu on the bed, Yang Zhao kissed her deeply.
The room is warm in spring, and the red gauze waves are turning.
Yan San stood quietly in a dark corner of the courtyard, watching the lights in the room go out.
The sky was full of snow all night, and on the second day, Bianliang seemed to be a city of ice and snow.
"Zhao?" Ling Qingyu called out in a daze after opening his eyes that were still a little dazed.
Yang Zhao paused his dressing hands, sat on the head of the bed, and said, "I'm going to meet He Li. When I arrive in Beijing tomorrow, I will go to the palace first. Wait for me to come back, and we will go to Washi to play."
"Yeah." Looking up and looking outside, Ling Qingyu said: "It's snowing heavily, you should wear more." In such a wind and snow, he ran back and forth just to meet himself one day sooner.
"Okay, you can sleep more." Yang Zhao said as he closed the quilt for her. Her body was getting weaker, which made him feel a burst of pain in his heart.
Ling Qingyu answered in a daze, closed his eyes and continued to sleep, Yang Zhao got dressed, put on his cloak and hood, and walked out of the room.
The snow on the path in the yard outside had gathered to one side to build a fat snowman, and Ying Thirteen was sticking a carrot into the snowman's nose.
Yang Zhao didn't stop, he walked out of the yard quickly, got on his horse and galloped away.
In the post station, which is more than a hundred miles away from Bianliang, the lobby is full of people who are stranded here because of the heavy snow.
A little maid carefully walked into the room on the second floor with a basin of hot water, and said, "Miss, it's snowing heavily outside, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave today."
"Really? Where are General Yang and the others?" Zhang Lian asked, leaning against the head of the bed.
"I haven't seen General Yang, but General He seems to be leading someone to tidy up the horses." The servant girl put the water on the basin stand and said.
Zhang Lian got up and washed under the service of the maid. Originally, she was very dissatisfied with her father asking her to be a concubine for an official woman, but when she saw that young and handsome general in the camp that day, she was immediately moved. Such a beloved man was exactly what she dreamed of, and He doesn't have a regular wife, and with her means, she will definitely be able to control him, so it won't be difficult to help him become a regular wife. However, although she had a good idea, General Yang came out to meet them once when they arrived. After that, no matter how her father invited her, she never came to the door. Naturally, she couldn't see him again. Zhang Jie had nothing to do with General Yang returning to Beijing to renew his post this time, but thinking that there would always be a chance to mention this matter along the way, he insisted on bringing his family back to Beijing together. It's just that along the way, although they followed this team of soldiers, General Yang rarely showed up. Even if there was something on the way, General He would come forward to communicate.
"Master Zhang." He Li hurried into the station in military uniform, and said to Zhang Jie: "The general will go to the temple tomorrow, but now the road is blocked by heavy snow, you can wait here for two days, let's go first."
"This..." Zhang Jie opened his mouth. You can't wait for us to go together. The words turned around and swallowed back. Yang Zhao's time to return to Beijing Miansheng is limited, because it has been two days late to take them. It makes no sense to ask them to wait any longer. He thought that there would be no lucrative water when he arrived at Heishuiguan, but he didn't expect that Yang Zhao would make the Daixian market so impressive that there would be an endless stream of merchants (of course he didn't know, they were all from the Ling family) and the transaction volume was also very large. Seeing that he, the superintendent, was allotted 10,000 taels of silver, Yang Zhao's luxuries would probably be more generous, and his desire to let his daughter marry him was naturally stronger. But Yang Zhao, even though he was traveling together all the way, insisted on not giving him the chance to be alone, and he had nowhere to mention it.
He Li didn't wait for him to say any more, after bowing his hands, he turned around and left the station, taking his guards and riding away.
"General, that Miss Zhang's looks good too, or you can marry her." After galloping for a while, a schoolboy beside him said with a smile. The purpose of Mr. Zhang is too obvious, and Miss Zhang also hangs around in front of General Yang if she has nothing to do, Sima Zhao's heart!
"If you want, I can help you to ask." He Li whipped him and said with a smile. That kind of woman can't even compare with the fingers of the head of the house.
"I don't dare to ask for her high-sightedness. I'd rather be a daughter-in-law from my hometown." The little school said with a smile. General Yang didn't even look at her, but the young lady talked to them as if I would be your mistress in the future, with her eyes growing to the top of her head.
He Li smiled, added a whip, and galloped towards Bianliang facing the snow that started to fall again. They were going to meet Yang Zhao on the road, and then Yang Zhao changed into his official uniform and went into the city together.
It was almost noon when Ling Qingyu got up. After lunch, seeing snowflakes falling outside again, she put on her clothes and sat on the soft couch by the window, watching Ying Shisan and Ying Shi pile up one by one in the yard. snowman.
"Yan San, I want to visit the Plum Garden." Ling Qingyu breathed out towards the window and said.
"Okay." Yan San said.
"Really?" Ling Qingyu turned around in surprise.
"Yeah." Yan San smiled lightly, if you say no, you must sit here with a sad face all afternoon, then you might as well go out for a walk, moreover, it's warmer when it snows.
Ling Qingyu jumped up and hurried to get dressed.
The black ink satin robe with fringed fox fur in black was covered with a mink fur cloak, and Yan San stuffed a heater in her hand.
The Xiao family's plum garden has a large area, with more than a thousand plum trees planted. The plum blossoms in different shapes, red or white, are even more proud under the snowflakes.
There are bursts of plum fragrance, elegant and striking. Ling Qingyu avoided those busy servants of the Ling family, and slowly walked into the depths of the Merlin while walking.
Han Bian was leading people to set up a pot-throwing place in the middle of Mei Lin, when he saw her coming, he rushed up to greet her and said, "Why is the head of the house here?"
"It's so beautiful, I want to take a look first." Ling Qingyu smiled. There are so many people on that day, I'm afraid I won't be able to see such an elegant scenery.
"The warm pavilion over there has been finished, you can go there for a rest." Han Bian smiled and shook his head, pointing forward.
A pavilion was built where the plum grove faced the lake, surrounded by curtains on all sides, braziers were placed at the four corners, and there were soft couches, tables and chairs in the middle, and a Zhangqin case.
When Ling Qingyu walked into the Nuan Pavilion, someone was sitting by the piano case and adjusting the strings of the piano. When he saw someone coming in, he unconsciously looked up.
Ling Qingyu didn't expect that there was someone inside, and she was taken aback. Looking back, she didn't go to the wrong place, did she
The man smiled slightly, stood up, and said, "Miss is also a friend of Mr. Han? Next Cheng Jia."
"Mr. Cheng, please sit down," Ling Qingyu smiled, then walked to the soft couch and sat down, saying, "Little girl Ling Qingyu."
Cheng Jia frowned slightly, still smiling warmly like a spring breeze. After Ling Qingyu took his seat, he also knelt down in front of the piano case and continued to tune.
He tuned with overtones, and the sound was intermittent, but it was very pleasant to hear. Ling Qingyu unconsciously looked at him twice. The man was young, in his twenties, and although his facial features were ordinary, he naturally had a kind of elegance and elegance, which made people want to get close to him.
Yan San covered her knees with a soft fox fur quilt, and then prepared to boil water to make tea.
Cheng Jia endured and endured, and finally when Yan San was about to pour the water directly into the tea bowl, he said, "Let me do it."