In order to prepare for the garden party, Ling Qingyu didn't go out the next day, and stayed at home honestly to recuperate, while looking at the books that had accumulated for many days.
Yang Zhao and He Li took their soldiers to the Ministry of War early in the morning, and after they were reinstated, they invited some colleagues to go to a restaurant to drink and bond. When people eat wine, it really surprises people.
It's just that he is no longer the young general under the Yang family, but a young general who is really independent. Now that he is so knowledgeable, his colleagues are also happy to go together, and then privately received He Li secretly handed over The red envelope made me even more happy, this General Yang finally got the hang of it!
After a feast of wine and food, everyone was happy, and Yang Zhao and He Li went to visit some old relationships non-stop. The civil and military forces of the Great Zhou each had their own systems, and the generals included Yang Zhao, who led the troops in essence, and Jing'anhou, Weiyuanhou, and Ningyuanhou. Such vain positions, and some honored old generals.
Yang Zhao held the gift of the younger generation except Jing'anhou's mansion, he didn't go, all others sent invitations, if he was not there, he would leave the gift, if there were many people, he would be invited in, Yang Zhao didn't talk too much, it was polite Just a few words and leave.
After such a circle, the old generals all nodded. After all, this Yang Zhao has become more stable after things. a care.
It's just that everyone also knew about Yang Zhao's request for a gift, and they could all understand the emperor's intention of not wanting Yang Zhao to find a wife with a background, and no one would be so stupid as to mention marriage.
After knowing that Yang Zhao walked around but didn't come to him, Jing'an Hou returned to the backyard and scolded his wife.
Ling Qingyu looked at the reconciliation of the account books at home, and then calculated the room for expansion in the future, and took a nap. After getting up in the afternoon, he leaned on the soft couch in the Nuan Pavilion to read.
"The head of the house, there is Miss Su asking to see you outside." Xie Sanlang walked in and said. Because he is young, he has no part to go out to play, so he can only guard the house.
"Miss Su? Su Wanyun? Please come in." Ling Qingyu hurriedly said, ready to get up.
"It's not an outsider, so you can just lie down, aren't you tired from reading the account book in the morning?" Yan San blocked her, and put a soft back behind her, and said.
When Su Wanyun walked into the Nuan Pavilion, what she saw was Ling Qingyu leaning on the soft couch with a pale face and covered with a soft quilt, and asked unconsciously, "Sister, what's wrong?"
"Sit down quickly, it's just a little cold." Ling Qingyu said with a smile.
Yan San put the new tea on the table, then closed the door and stood outside.
Su Wanyun looked at Yan Sanli's pine-like figure standing in the courtyard, and said, "Where's the other one?"
Seeing Yu'er looking at her expectantly, Ling Qingyu smiled and said, "Oh, I'm sorry, Yan Qi has something to do, so I didn't follow."
Su Wanyun smiled at her maidservant: "Give up." Seeing Ling Qingyu's questioning expression, she said to her again: "My maidservant's aunt wants to betroth her to my cousin's servant, but she doesn't want to. The guard never forgot."
Ling Qingyu smiled and didn't answer. If she didn't know what Yan Qi wanted, she might have asked Yan Qi about it, but now that she knew it, if Yan Qi found someone to marry by herself in the future, she would have nothing to say. , but it's too hurtful for her to say it.
Seeing that she didn't answer, Su Wanyun knew that this matter must be useless, sighed inwardly, changed the subject and said, "When did my sister come, and didn't tell me, I only found out after hearing about it from my elder cousin yesterday."
"How did your eldest cousin know that I came to Bianjing?" Ling Qingyu wondered.
"It is said that when I went out to drink with Mr. Zhao and the others, I saw Dong Yanei trying to snatch your slave, Mr. Fan and Mr. Zhao saved you." Su Wanyun covered her mouth and smiled. At that time, Su Wen's eyebrows were full of joy, but the focus was naturally on how beautiful the young man was, how Fan Zheng made Dong Yanei miserable, how Zhao Yinfeng beat Dong Yanei, only she heard a sentence in there, that businesswoman surnamed Ling, Then I went to the Ling family's silver building in Panlou in private, met Han Bian who happened to be there to get the goods, and then found the place.
"The head of the house." Su Mu called out, and when Ling Qingyu called in, he lifted the curtain and came in, and placed a plate of five-color dried fruits and five-color snacks on the table.
Su Wanyun's eyes are wide open, this young man is indeed beautiful, no wonder that Dong Yanei knew Fan Zheng and the others were there, but wanted to use force to rob him. It's just that Dong Yanei is famous for abusing those servants, if he is really snatched back, he might become a broken corpse within a month.
Thinking of this, after the young man withdrew, Su Wanyun said: "Sister, you really need to be more careful about that Dong Ya Nei, that man is famous for abusing beautiful boys, and many of his servants have already died, just because he was House slaves, and Dong Xiang and the queen have never been pursued."
"Well, I won't stay in Bianjing for long, and I'll leave after the Chinese New Year. I'll try to avoid him." Ling Qingyu nodded, and then asked, "How are you? Have you been appointed at home? "
Su Wanyun's face suddenly collapsed, and she said: "Hey, not yet, no, tomorrow I will be dragged to Xiao's plum garden to see, why do I feel that I am like a commodity on that stall, which is given to people over and over again?" look over?"
Ling Qingyu burst out laughing, she understood this feeling very well, thinking back then, didn't her family treat her like cabbage in the market to go on a blind date
Su Wanyun gave her a sideways look, and said, "What's so funny?"
"Tomorrow, the plum garden of the Xiao family, I happen to be going too, how about I help you see each other?" Ling Qingyu smiled.
"You also have a post?" Su Wanyun wondered, the Xiao family's plum appreciation party is not something ordinary people can go to.
"That's not true, but tomorrow's plum appreciation party, our Ling family is the support party." Ling Qingyu said.
"Ah?" Su Wanyun opened her mouth and called out in surprise.
"We originally did a pre-publicity for the opening of the silver building, but Mrs. Xiao just raised the grade." Ling Qingyu said after taking a sip of tea.
Su Wanyun has stayed here in Bianjing for a year, and she is no longer the innocent girl she used to be. She also knows something about the backyard, and said, "I'm afraid Mrs. Xiao is trying to harm you? As far as I know, go to There are quite a few people."
"Don't be afraid, Mrs. Xiao is not afraid, I am very afraid!" Ling Qingyu raised her head and said, not to mention that everyone will wear masks tomorrow, who knows who.
"Come, come, let me tell you." Ling Qingyu asked Su Wanyun to come closer, and then talked about tomorrow's arrangement. Su Wanyun's eyes widened as he said it, and finally sighed: "Sister, can I praise you?"
"Praise Brother Han, it's all because of him." Ling Qingyu covered her mouth and smiled.
"Hey." Su Wanyun sighed, picked up the teacup to drink tea, and kept silent.
Ling Qingyu was taken aback for a moment, and then took a closer look at her. It turned out that the innocent little girl had a lot of worry on her face. Thinking that the past year was not going well, she said, "I'll help you take a look tomorrow too. Jiaerlang has a good character."
"En." Su Wanyun nodded, and then told Ling Qingyu about some noble girls she knew and their taboos.
"The eldest lady of the Wang family has already been betrothed to the second prince, but the decision has not yet been made. Speaking of this, it is said that Zhao Yinfeng, who saved you, is very infatuated with Wang Huilan and has been waiting for her. She is already twenty-one years old. Unmarried, it's a pity, Wang Huilan really doesn't know how to cherish it. The daughter of the Dong family, Dong Yuanxiang, is very domineering. She is the queen's niece, and her eyes grow to the sky. A few days ago, I heard that Mr. Zhao and the second miss of the Wang family were engaged, and they smashed everything in the house. Cheng Yuqin, the young lady of the Cheng family, is a nice person, and she is very kind. Her brother Cheng Jia is the youngest champion in our Great Zhou, but she is being watched by all the ladies in the capital." Blah, blah, blah...
Ling Qingyu's head was dizzy when he heard it, and his mind was full of this lady and that lady, a mess.
Yan San frowned slightly outside, Ling Qingyu's body needs rest, and thinking about things is the most painstaking, so Han Bian and Zheng Xi will not come to her with business during this time, but this little girl is really very happy. annoying.
Winking at Xie Sanlang, Xie Sanlang looked left and right, saw that Yan San's face was turning cold, he hurriedly opened the door curtain, and said to Ling Qingyu: "The head of the house needs to drink medicine."
Only then did Su Wanyun stop, suddenly remembering that Ling Qingyu was still seriously ill, and hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, sister, I forgot."
"You are doing it for my own good. With so many noble girls, it will be troublesome to offend any of them tomorrow." Ling Qingyu laughed.
"Forget it, don't worry about it. I'll come early tomorrow to be with you. If there's anything wrong, I'll just remind you. It's getting late, so I'll take my leave first." Su Wanyun got up and said.
Ling Qingyu got up and sent her to the gate of the courtyard. After she left, he smiled helplessly at Yan San and said, "She is kind."
"Yeah." Yan San replied, if he hadn't been kind, he would have gone in to drive people away.
Seeing that her face was a little pale, Yan San picked her up, swept her back to the bedroom, and said, "You will take a nap, and I will call you after dinner."
"En." Ling Qingyu responded, lay down on the bed, pulled Yan San's clothes and said, "Come with me."
"I'm here." Yan San held her hand and sat on the head of the bed, feeling a little pain in her heart. She had never been like this before, she seemed so energetic that she couldn't finish it, but now she used her brain a little or walked away. , will be exhausted.
It snowed again that night, although it was not very heavy, it also dyed the plum garden with a layer of beauty, and the plum blossoms reflected in the snow were extraordinarily charming.
The garden party started in the afternoon. After lunch, Ling Qingyu went to the plum garden first, and sat down in the innermost warm pavilion by the lake. This warm pavilion is hidden behind a few big plum trees by the lake, but has a good view. You can see all other places, especially the Wendoutai and the projection platform opposite the small lake.
Orange lanterns were hung outside the warm pavilions to indicate that there were people inside. This was Cheng Jia’s suggestion. There were enough warm pavilions in Meilin. Hanging a lantern to show your identity would also prevent hostile or dissimilar people from entering a warm pavilion.
The orange lanterns outside Ling Qingyu's warm pavilion belonged to the lowest level, and it was estimated that no noble girls would come in, so she took off her cloak and leaned on the soft couch.
Yan San added another brazier, touched her hand to see if it was warm enough, and said, "Like that prize?"
"What?" Ling Qingyu was stunned for a moment, then remembered the prizes on the projection platform that he saw. It was a string of silver ornaments and a string of jasmine flowers. It was very delicate and lovely. He nodded and said: "Well, that's beautiful."
"What's so beautiful?" Han Bian opened the curtain and asked.
"The prize on the projection platform, remember to make another one for me..." Ling Qingyu smiled, but she was dumbfounded when she saw Cheng Jia walking in from behind Han Bian.
Cheng Jia clenched his fists and coughed slightly on his lips, as if he didn't see Ling Qingyu, who was half leaning on the soft couch with one hand propped up on the backrest and his chin, and the other on his leg half on the soft couch, went straight to the front of the piano, Kneel and sit down.
Ling Qingyu put his legs away, put down his hands, and sat down properly, casting a sad look at Han Bian.
Han Bian smiled helplessly, and said: "Mr. Han has something else to do, so I won't accompany the head of the house." He turned around and fled.
"I'm going to get some food." Yan San put the fur coat on her lap, said something, and then lifted the curtain and came out.
"Master Ling can do as he pleases." Cheng Jia said without raising his head after adjusting a few tones.
"Yes?" Ling Qingyu's eyes lit up and he asked.
"Yes." A smile appeared on the corner of Cheng Jia's mouth. This woman, sitting so casually just now, was full of freehand brushwork, but now she is like a stiff slate. It seems that she is usually not used to these rigid rules. It's enviable.
"That's good," Ling Qingyu immediately leaned back, and then said to the outside: "Sum Thirteen, don't let outsiders in."
"Yes." The outside answered.
"Am I an outsider?" Cheng Jia asked with a smile.
"Can I drive you away?" Ling Qingyu asked back.
Cheng Jia smiled but did not answer, flicked her fingers, and a string of musical notes floated out, long and far away, accompanied by the fragrance of plum blossoms and white snow, a faint clear rhyme slowly flowing, making people unconsciously calm down, Then indulge in it.