After getting into the carriage, Alan whispered, "Girl, did I cause you trouble?"
Ling Qingyu smiled at her rarely serious expression, patted her hand comfortingly, and then said to Yang Zhao: "Zhao, didn't we already expect it? There is no need to get angry. Don't pay attention to what those people say, we Just live your life."
Although I have already thought that I will hear a lot of gossip when I come to Bianjing. After all, I will join the Ling family as his identity. No matter how well prepared he was, Yang Zhao still felt heartbroken when he heard it with his own ears just now. The anger burning in his chest made him have the urge to kill.
Ling Qingyu shook her head. I am afraid that these words today are not the most unpleasant, but generally, the joking words of women in the backyard will not reach the ears of men. She is fully prepared, and the big deal will happen As long as you can't hear me, what's wrong with being good in bed? What's wrong with too many men? jealous? Jealous of you to learn too! It's just that today they heard it by such an unfortunate coincidence, luckily Yan San wasn't here...
"Okay, we don't go to any banquets these days, let's just have fun by ourselves, so, let's go back and change our clothes and eat at Donghua Building?" Holding Yang Zhao's slightly trembling hand, Ling Qingyu asked with a smile.
Yang Zhao took a deep breath and tried to relax the muscles on his face, but he still couldn't give her a smile back. He could only lower his head, lowered his eyelids to cover the blood-colored pupils, and trembled. Responded: "Okay."
Han Bian had already booked a room in Donghua Building. After returning home, Ling Qingyu and Alan washed up. Alan honestly changed back to cotton clothes that looked ordinary but were warm and comfortable, and sat in a carriage with Ling Qingyu. Go to Donghua Building.
Seeing that Yan Qi and He Li's faces were very bad, Han Bian asked about the situation in a low voice, and then said in a low voice: "It's better to listen to the master about this kind of thing, it's fine if you don't hear it, Lord Qi, don't think about it at night. To kill people, to be honest, this kind of talk is being spread in the entire aristocratic circle of Bianjing, can you kill it?" Now it is more or less watching Yang Zhao's position restrained there, to put it bluntly, the two It was really ugly years ago. At the beginning Yan San could hardly bear it, Han Bian sighed in his heart, the open-minded people in charge would not take it to heart, but they were the ones who felt uncomfortable hearing it. This Bianjing, it’s better not to stay for a long time good.
Donghua Building was still as bustling and bustling as it was two years ago, which made Alan dumbfounded, and was dragged upstairs by Ling Qingyu.
It was very lively outside, seeing Alan eager to try, Ling Qingyu asked Xie Sanlang to accompany her to go out to have a look around, then took off his cloak and sat down.
"Yan Qi, Jiu, Sum, don't stand there, sit down and eat." Waving to the three who were about to stand outside the door, Ling Qingyu patted the chair beside him and said with a smile.
The dishes were ordered by Han Bian early in the morning. As soon as people came, all kinds of fruits and butterflies came in like water, and some singers came in and asked if they wanted to order songs.
Han Bian pushed those singers away, made a cup of tea for Ling Qingyu, and said, "The mining of Baiyin has started, and half of the silver that came out was given to Wudang Gong. He didn't get involved in other things. Ten dollars."
Ling Qingyu took a sip of tea, picked up a small snack, and asked, "Have you connected to the business route from the Xiao family?"
A strange smile appeared on Han Bian's face, he shook his head, and said, "It's almost connected, that young master of the Xiao family is really a powerful character."
It was rare to see such an expression on Han Bian's face, Ling Qingyu became interested and asked, "Why, what did that little guy do?"
"The Xiao family's property in the south of the Yangtze River was taken away by the Murong family, and most of the remaining property is actually controlled by some big shopkeepers. Although Xiao Se is the orthodox heir of the Xiao family, those big shopkeepers have to swallow it from their mouths. It’s still difficult to spit it out.” When Han Bian said this, with a funny smile, he said: “After Xiao Se went back, he went to visit those big shopkeepers one by one. I don’t know what to say, but I know that those big shopkeepers all have a daughter, and they are all about the same age as Xiao Se, and then Xiao Se persuaded those big shopkeepers."
Ling Qingyu's eyes widened, the unswallowed pastry got stuck in his throat, and Yan Qi slapped the pastry violently on the back after an earth-shattering cough, then asked with a blushing face : "Beauty trick?" Can it still be like this
"Why are you so excited?" Yan Qi asked with a frown as she gave her the tea bowl.
"No, Yan Qi, think about it, that little brat is worth two to five to eighty thousand, and he actually went to play a beauty trick? Haha," Ling Qingyu laughed a few times after drinking saliva, and asked Han Bian, "How many big boys are there?" Shopkeeper?"
"There are only a dozen of them. I heard that many of them have already entered Xiao's house, and they are said to be maidservants for the young master first." Han Bian laughed without knowing it.
"Just being a maid? I thought she just married into the backyard." Ling Qingyu shook his head, then smiled unconsciously: "A dozen or so, how old is that brat? Twelve years old? He's not yet an adult, and he doesn't have any human affairs. Understand? No, you have to write to him, don’t get kidney deficiency at a young age. Pfft! More than a dozen!”
All the men in the room looked at her speechlessly, are you worried? You are just gloating!
When the hot dishes were served, Alan also came back with a look of amazement, directly squeezed Han Bian away, sat next to Ling Qingyu and told Ling Qingyu that there were jugglers down there, and those whores were as beautiful as angels, and said Call people to come in and sing.
The two were talking happily when they heard a knock on the door. After three light knocks, the door was pulled open without waiting for the people inside to respond. Cheng Jia stood at the door with a smile on his face and asked, " Head of the family, can I invite one more?"
Yan Qi and Ying Jiu pushed the sword back, Yang Zhao and He Li also slowly sat back to their seats, Ling Qingyu was stunned for a moment, and then said: "We are almost finished eating."
"It's okay, I don't dislike it." Cheng Jia walked into the door unceremoniously, then found an empty seat and sat down, and said to the waiter, "Give me another set of bowls and chopsticks."
The man wiped off his sweat, and wanted to ask Mr. Cheng, you have already used your spare bowls and chopsticks in the room over there. Are you sure you want to use our Donghua Building? Seeing Cheng Jia's expression, he still didn't say anything. , backed out.
"Congratulations to the head of the family and General Yang for their happy marriage." Cheng Jia smiled at Yang Zhao, Cheng Jia poured a cup of tea himself, raised it up, and said, "Jia replaces wine with tea, congratulations to both of you."
"Thank you very much!" Ling Qingyu hurriedly picked up the tea bowl, stood up with Yang Zhao, and accepted his gift.
Putting down the tea bowl, Cheng Jia looked Ling Qingyu up and down with a smile, and when he looked at Yang Zhao's face getting darker and about to turn his back on him, he said with a smile: "The head of the family has an unwritten rule in Dazhou. My son is going to settle in Bianjing as a hostage, I wonder if the two of you have any countermeasures?"
Yang Zhao's complexion suddenly sank, and other people's complexions were also not good-looking, but Ling Qingyu smiled and said, "I really don't know about this." In fact, what she had thought in her heart was that since ancient times, the imperial court wanted to control the military generals at the border , usually with family members as hostages, but she didn't want to think about this issue until this point.
"General Yang doesn't know?" Cheng Jia was a little surprised, looked at Yang Zhao and asked, seeing Yang Zhao shaking his head slowly, he suddenly said: "Yes, this is a rule for generals above the third rank." Yang Zhao had just been promoted to the third rank not long ago , the marriage has not yet been decided, and no one told him that it is really possible, but he himself did not understand this matter at all. Could it be that Cheng Jia's face darkened slightly, and asked in a low voice: "General Yang, do you want to know?" Shall we go?"
Seeing Yang Zhao and the others' expression suddenly changed, Cheng Jia nodded, and said to Ling Qingyu who had been looking at him with a smile: "If you want to make the general's wife and children hostage, at least the court will give you a residence. As far as I know , In the past six months, the Political Affairs Hall has no spare money to rectify these trivial matters. After the third year of junior high, General Yang will have nothing to do, and Bianjing is expensive, so he can return early."
"Thank you!" Yang Zhao bowed his hands sincerely.
Cheng Jia said with a smile: "General Yang is too far-fetched, the head of the family, what activities are you doing these days? Jia has nothing to do recently, can we invite you together?"
"It seems that the noble ladies here in Bianjing look down on me?" Ling Qingyu smiled with one hand on his chin, and held Yang Zhao's cold palm under the table with the other.
"Does the head of the family care about those ignorant women?" Cheng Jia smiled and said, "Bianjing has many interesting places these days, so why would the head of the family be willing to go to those red tape places?"
"Haha, as expected, Mr. Cheng knows what I mean." Ling Qingyu laughed twice, and said: "We have our own place of freedom, and those women in the backyard only have such a little entertainment. If you don't let this, why don't you Let people live? Alan, this son is Bianjing Tong, he knows all the fun, you are definitely looking for him!"
"So, let Jia leave first. The day after tomorrow is the opening day of Xiangguo Temple. How about Jiasi passing by?" Cheng Jia stood up and glanced at Alan who had been turning his eyes between him and Ling Qingyu since he came in. He smiled at Ling Qingyu.
"Okay!" Alan replied instead of Ling Qingyu.
Cheng Jia smiled lightly, and after saluting, she backed out, closed the door casually, and stood quietly for a while to slow down her heart that had been beating violently since seeing Xie Sanlang in the corridor, and then put on the mask With a smile like that, he walked towards his previous box.
Yang Zhao made up his mind to abandon his official position and go, that's fine, this place is not suitable for her, if she stays in Bianjing, she will be suffocated to death sooner or later. It's just that after this trip, I don't know if we can see each other again in the future.
After getting into the carriage, Alan whispered, "Girl, did I cause you trouble?"
Ling Qingyu smiled at her rare and serious expression, patted her hand comfortingly, and said to Yang Zhao, "Zhao, didn't we already expect it? There is no need to get angry. Don't pay attention to what those people say, let's Just live your life."
Although I have already thought that I will hear a lot of gossip when I come to Bianjing. After all, I will join the Ling family as his identity. No matter how well prepared he was, Yang Zhao still felt heartbroken when he heard it with his own ears just now. The anger burning in his chest made him have the urge to kill.
Ling Qingyu shook her head. I am afraid that these words today are not the most unpleasant, but generally, the joking words of women in the backyard will not reach the ears of men. She is fully prepared, and the big deal will happen As long as you can't hear me, what's wrong with being good in bed? What's wrong with too many men? jealous? Jealous of you to learn too! It's just that today they heard it by such an unfortunate coincidence, luckily Yan San wasn't here...
"Okay, we don't go to any banquets these days, let's just have fun by ourselves, so, let's go back and change our clothes and eat at Donghua Building?" Holding Yang Zhao's slightly trembling hand, Ling Qingyu asked with a smile.
Yang Zhao took a deep breath and tried to relax the muscles on his face, but he still couldn't give her a smile back. He could only lower his head, lowered his eyelids to cover the blood-colored pupils, and trembled. Responded: "Okay."
Han Bian had already booked a room in Donghua Building. After returning home, Ling Qingyu and Alan washed up. Alan honestly changed back to cotton clothes that looked ordinary but were warm and comfortable, and sat in a carriage with Ling Qingyu. Go to Donghua Building.
Seeing that Yan Qi and He Li's faces were very bad, Han Bian asked about the situation in a low voice, and then said in a low voice: "It's better to listen to the master about this kind of thing, it's fine if you don't hear it, Lord Qi, don't think about it at night. To kill people, to be honest, this kind of talk is being spread in the entire aristocratic circle of Bianjing, can you kill it?" Now it is more or less watching Yang Zhao's position restrained there, to put it bluntly, the two It was really ugly years ago. At the beginning Yan San could hardly bear it, Han Bian sighed in his heart, the open-minded people in charge would not take it to heart, but they were the ones who felt uncomfortable hearing it. This Bianjing, it’s better not to stay for a long time good.
Donghua Building was still as bustling and bustling as it was two years ago, which made Alan dumbfounded, and was dragged upstairs by Ling Qingyu.
It was very lively outside, seeing Alan eager to try, Ling Qingyu asked Xie Sanlang to accompany her to go out to have a look around, then took off his cloak and sat down.
"Yan Qi, Jiu, Sum, don't stand there, sit down and eat." Waving to the three who were about to stand outside the door, Ling Qingyu patted the chair beside him and said with a smile.
The dishes were ordered by Han Bian early in the morning. As soon as people came, all kinds of fruits and butterflies came in like water, and some singers came in and asked if they wanted to order songs.
Han Bian pushed those singers away, made a cup of tea for Ling Qingyu, and said, "The mining of Baiyin has started, and half of the silver that came out was given to Wudang Gong. He didn't get involved in other things. Ten dollars."
Ling Qingyu took a sip of tea, picked up a small snack, and asked, "Have you connected to the business route from the Xiao family?"
A strange smile appeared on Han Bian's face, he shook his head, and said, "It's almost connected, that young master of the Xiao family is really a powerful character."
It was rare to see such an expression on Han Bian's face, Ling Qingyu became interested and asked, "Why, what did that little guy do?"
"The Xiao family's property in the south of the Yangtze River was taken away by the Murong family, and most of the remaining property is actually controlled by some big shopkeepers. Although Xiao Se is the orthodox heir of the Xiao family, those big shopkeepers have to swallow it from their mouths. It’s still difficult to spit it out.” When Han Bian said this, with a funny smile, he said: “After Xiao Se went back, he went to visit those big shopkeepers one by one. I don’t know what to say, but I know that those big shopkeepers all have a daughter, and they are all about the same age as Xiao Se, and then Xiao Se persuaded those big shopkeepers."
Ling Qingyu's eyes widened, the unswallowed pastry got stuck in his throat, and Yan Qi slapped the pastry violently on the back after an earth-shattering cough, then asked with a blushing face : "Beauty trick?" Can it still be like this
"Why are you so excited?" Yan Qi asked with a frown as she gave her the tea bowl.
"No, Yan Qi, think about it, that little brat is worth two to five to eighty thousand, and he actually went to play a beauty trick? Haha," Ling Qingyu laughed a few times after drinking saliva, and asked Han Bian, "How many big boys are there?" Shopkeeper?"
"There are only a dozen of them. I heard that many of them have already entered Xiao's house, and they are said to be maidservants for the young master first." Han Bian laughed without knowing it.
"Just being a maid? I thought she just married into the backyard." Ling Qingyu shook his head, then smiled unconsciously: "A dozen or so, how old is that brat? Twelve years old? He's not yet an adult, and he doesn't have any human affairs. Understand? No, you have to write to him, don’t get kidney deficiency at a young age. Pfft! More than a dozen!”
All the men in the room looked at her speechlessly, are you worried? You are just gloating!
When the hot dishes were served, Alan also came back with a look of amazement, directly squeezed Han Bian away, sat next to Ling Qingyu and told Ling Qingyu that there were jugglers down there, and those whores were as beautiful as angels, and said Call people to come in and sing.
The two were talking happily when they heard a knock on the door. After three light knocks, the door was pulled open without waiting for the people inside to respond. Cheng Jia stood at the door with a smile on his face and asked, " Head of the family, can I invite one more?"
Yan Qi and Ying Jiu pushed the sword back, Yang Zhao and He Li also slowly sat back to their seats, Ling Qingyu was stunned for a moment, and then said: "We are almost finished eating."
"It's okay, I don't dislike it." Cheng Jia walked into the door unceremoniously, then found an empty seat and sat down, and said to the waiter, "Give me another set of bowls and chopsticks."
The man wiped off his sweat, and wanted to ask Mr. Cheng, you have already used your spare bowls and chopsticks in the room over there. Are you sure you want to use our Donghua Building? Seeing Cheng Jia's expression, he still didn't say anything. , backed out.
"Congratulations to the head of the family and General Yang for their happy marriage." Cheng Jia smiled at Yang Zhao, Cheng Jia poured a cup of tea himself, raised it up, and said, "Jia replaces wine with tea, congratulations to both of you."
"Thank you very much!" Ling Qingyu hurriedly picked up the tea bowl, stood up with Yang Zhao, and accepted his gift.
Putting down the tea bowl, Cheng Jia looked Ling Qingyu up and down with a smile, and when he looked at Yang Zhao's face getting darker and about to turn his back on him, he said with a smile: "The head of the family has an unwritten rule in Dazhou. My son is going to settle in Bianjing as a hostage, I wonder if the two of you have any countermeasures?"
Yang Zhao's complexion suddenly sank, and other people's complexions were also not good-looking, but Ling Qingyu smiled and said, "I really don't know about this." In fact, what she had thought in her heart was that since ancient times, the imperial court wanted to control the military generals at the border , usually with family members as hostages, but she didn't want to think about this issue until this point.
"General Yang doesn't know?" Cheng Jia was a little surprised, looked at Yang Zhao and asked, seeing Yang Zhao shaking his head slowly, he suddenly said: "Yes, this is a rule for generals above the third rank." Yang Zhao had just been promoted to the third rank not long ago , the marriage has not yet been decided, and no one told him that it is really possible, but he himself did not understand this matter at all. Could it be that Cheng Jia's face darkened slightly, and asked in a low voice: "General Yang, do you want to know?" Shall we go?"
Seeing Yang Zhao and the others' expression suddenly changed, Cheng Jia nodded, and said to Ling Qingyu who had been looking at him with a smile: "If you want to make the general's wife and children hostage, at least the court will give you a residence. As far as I know , In the past six months, the Political Affairs Hall has no spare money to rectify these trivial matters. After the third year of junior high, General Yang will have nothing to do, and Bianjing is expensive, so he can return early."
"Thank you!" Yang Zhao bowed his hands sincerely.
Cheng Jia said with a smile: "General Yang is too far-fetched, the head of the family, what activities are you doing these days? Jia has nothing to do recently, can we invite you together?"
"It seems that the noble ladies here in Bianjing look down on me?" Ling Qingyu smiled with one hand on his chin, and held Yang Zhao's cold palm under the table with the other.
"Does the head of the family care about those ignorant women?" Cheng Jia smiled and said, "Bianjing has many interesting places these days, so why would the head of the family be willing to go to those red tape places?"
"Haha, as expected, Mr. Cheng knows what I mean." Ling Qingyu laughed twice, and said: "We have our own place of freedom, and those women in the backyard only have such a little entertainment. If you don't let this, why don't you Let people live? Alan, this son is Bianjing Tong, he knows all the fun, you are definitely looking for him!"
"So, let Jia leave first. The day after tomorrow is the opening day of Xiangguo Temple. How about Jiasi passing by?" Cheng Jia stood up and glanced at Alan who had been turning his eyes between him and Ling Qingyu since he came in. He smiled at Ling Qingyu.
"Okay!" Alan replied instead of Ling Qingyu.
Cheng Jia smiled lightly, and after saluting, she backed out, closed the door casually, and stood quietly for a while to slow down her heart that had been beating violently since seeing Xie Sanlang in the corridor, and then put on the mask With a smile like that, he walked towards his previous box.
Yang Zhao made up his mind to abandon his official position and go, that's fine, this place is not suitable for her, if she stays in Bianjing, she will be suffocated to death sooner or later. It's just that after this trip, I don't know if we can see each other again in the future.