Hearing Ye Shishi's request to follow Lu Xiao to Dangxiang, Ling Qingyu was a little surprised, and unconsciously asked Yan Qi: "After all, he is still young, would it be too dangerous to go there?"
"Eleven's martial arts is now above mine." Yan Qi smiled and said, "As for his age, don't worry, he is no longer what he used to be." Ye Shiyi had been doted on by Ling Qingyu before, and then He was born as a son of everyone, although he is the best in martial arts, he doesn't know much about human affairs and accidents, thinking about things is very simple, but since Yan San's death, he seems to be a different person, he used to be such a kid who likes to laugh and make trouble There is no longer a smile on his face, he is taciturn, and he doesn't even hesitate to kill. He could be said to be a gorgeous scabbard studded with jewels, but now he is really a sharp blade that has been quenched and sharpened.
"Alright." Ling Qingyu nodded, stopped mentioning the matter, and asked instead: "Cheng Jia said that there will be a literary fair on August 16, what do you think?"
"Let's start making preparations. When Han Bian comes back in a few days, he will bring some more people back. There should be enough people."
The literary conference convened by Cheng Jia and Wang Xuanzhi completely deteriorated after a few days of fermentation.
First, the second prince expressed concern, then the eldest prince expressed concern, and then the fourth prince expressed his intention to study, followed by the gazes of the ladies in the harem.
The princes are okay, but some other nobles directly ask for invitations from their close friends, not only the Qingliu and some poor scholars, but also officials, dignitaries and nobles, although I don’t know who will participate What does Wen Hui mean, but when the Wang family sent a few to the Zhao and Gao families, the door couldn't be closed.
And when the second prince's concubine said that she wanted to watch the scene in person, another door couldn't be blocked.
It slapped on the table, and Ling Qingyu said angrily: "Wang Xuanzhi, you have a grudge against me, don't you!"
Wang Xuanzhi's complexion was not very good either. The Wenhui was jointly initiated in the name of him and Cheng Jia, so the invitations signed by him were also valid, but he really didn't expect that his elder brother and sister would send the invitations signed by him directly. For those people, until now, what was supposed to be a good gathering of humble scholars has turned into a hodgepodge!
Cheng Jia rubbed his brows, feeling that the little energy he had just regained would be completely exhausted again. Now it is not something in the scholar circle at all, but if he does not recognize it now, it will be even more troublesome, or he can take advantage of it. Doing something else for such a rare messy gathering
"If the female relatives also come, where are you going to put it, Prince?" Yan Qi asked coolly. If there are all male guests, no matter how chaotic or crowded it is, it is Cheng Jia's business. He only needs to take care of safety, and Han Bian takes care of the reception, so even if the guards are used as entertainment, it is enough. But the female relatives also come, and all the noble ladies and wives come, how can the dozens of maids in the mansion be enough
"I don't care, I'm a **** and I can't participate in these social activities, hum!" Ling Qingyu asked Yan Qi to move to sit on the soft side, and brought tea to drink. joke! This must be Wang Huilan's idea, revenge!
Several people looked at her speechless for a while, but they knew that what she said was at least a little bit right. Her current identity is a ****, no matter whether she came out to entertain or not, she couldn't please her.
"I'm sorry..." Wang Xuanzhi bowed his head.
"How many invitations for female guests, Xuanzhi, have you sent out?" Cheng Jia asked in a deep voice. After Wang Huilan said that she would come to participate and sent some invitations on behalf of Wang Xuanzhi, Cheng Yuqin asked Fan Zheng to pass on a message, saying that they would also come, otherwise Ling Qingyu would be too pitiful.
"The Yanyan Courtyard, the Gufeng Courtyard, and the Green Clothes Courtyard are sorted out to entertain female guests. That side is close to the lake, and there are some screens between the two. We don't care about eating, we only care about tea. Ladies and wives can come, as long as they come. You can bring two maids with you, and if you are a high-ranking wife, you can not exceed four, and the sons can bring a servant. In this way, those who obey the rules can enter the door, and those who don’t obey the rules, no matter who you are, you can’t come in !" After Yan Qi finished speaking, she looked at Han Bian and asked, "So, are those maids enough?"
Han Bian flipped through the list that Wang Xuanzhi brought, frowned tightly, shook his head and said, "If you follow the invitations sent by Wang Gongzi's sister, there may be more than 70 female guests here, who are worse than our maids." many."
"Let them take care of themselves, why don't they bring maids? Then find a place to set up a table, put tea on the table, pour it if you want to drink it, and get it yourself if you want to eat it. What's the matter? !” Standing up while talking, Ling Qingyu waved his hands to several people, and said: “Let’s make this matter clear, we only provide rented places, and as for the entertainment, whoever posts the post will be in charge of the entertainment!” out of the house.
Wang Xuanzhi smiled wryly, and saluted: "I'm sorry everyone."
"Just as the head of the family said, let's help ourselves. Those women who lead the way, let those people from the outer courtyard come in. It's not too bad. I don't know if Brother Cheng has any reliable people to borrow." Use it?" Han Bian asked.
"My family has it." As soon as Wang Xuanzhi said it, Cheng Jia and Han Bian stared back at the same time, your family! Whoever dares to use someone from the Wang family might be an assassin!
"There are not many maids in Cheng's mansion, let me tell Fan Zheng, use people from Fan's mansion." Cheng Jia frowned and said.
Cheng Jia and Wang Xuanzhi came to the door in person, and it was such a matter that they asked for help. Fan Zheng was stunned for a long time, and then went to the backyard to find his wife to discuss. There are more than 20 people in my own yard, and those little maids inside are naturally useless, and there are only more than ten people who need to be used, which is definitely not enough. When I was worrying, Fan Ye's wife, Mrs. Yang, came to the door and listened. Regarding this matter, he patted his legs and said that she could borrow someone from her. After Fan Ye was promoted to Fujian Road as a transshipment envoy, Mrs. Yang was left in Beijing by the old lady, but after all, Fan Ye's official position was there. The yard given was big enough, and Mrs. Yang had enough private houses, so she told the old lady that the quota for the mansion in the yard would be borne by the mansion, and all the expenses of the people she added would be borne by herself, even the small kitchen. They all built one by themselves, but there are enough people in her yard.
Together, the two sides can gather about fifty people, so Fan Zheng ran back to the front yard with a smile and told Cheng Jia and Wang Xuanzhi, and promised to send them over the next day, which made the two look a little better Some.
On the second day, Yang personally led the team to send the people to Dingguo Duke's Mansion, and after handing them over to Cheng Jia and Han Bian, they walked through the corner gate to Ling Qingyu's side.
Yang and Ling Qingyu are old acquaintances. Fan Ye and Yang receive tribute from the Ling family every year, and Fan Ye has helped Ling Qingyu many times. Although they haven't seen each other for several years, they are not restrained.
It's just that when we met last time, Ling Qingyu was still a businessman, and he was very respectful to Yang Shi. When we met again this time, Ling Qingyu was the first-rank Duke's wife. Although his attitude was still respectful, Yang Shi did not dare to accept her gift. The room is also very polite.
I remembered that when I proposed Ling Qingyu to be Yang Zhao's concubine, Fan Ye said that she was short-sighted. Later, when he learned that Yang Zhao was married, Fan Ye also told her that General Yang was indeed a deeply affectionate person. Now look at Ling Qingyu Dressed in filial piety with a white flower on her head, Yang felt very emotional. She was going to be a widow at a young age, without even a son. According to what Fan Ye said, such a helpless woman was still treated as an adult by the court. The pledge is in Beijing. If she knew the result, she would rather that Ling Qingyu married an ordinary merchant, at least she would not suffer these hardships.
"Why didn't Madam go with your lord?" Seeing Yang's sympathetic face, Ling Qingyu asked with a slight cough.
"Hey, it's not the old lady at home. Besides, my son also wants to go to the imperial school." Yang sighed, but didn't say anything deeply. Speaking of it, it was not because she was not good enough to please the old lady, and she didn't like it. So I should not let her follow her, and I even sent two of my maids to Fan Ye as roommates, saying that I would lift my aunt after giving birth, thinking that she cared? She doesn't care, now she has hundreds of thousands of taels of silver bills in her hand, and bought a lot of shops in Beijing, not to mention the son's wedding expenses, the dowry of the two daughters has been prepared. Are you rushing to get angry with your husband? I happen to be alone and relaxed.
Although he said the words of grievance, there was no trace of displeasure on his face, and his brows were stretched so that he looked very happy. This is a man who will live! Ling Qingyu smiled and said: "I heard that your young lady is very proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Madam is blessed!"
"That's it, my girl, let me tell you..." When talking about her child, Yang's eyebrows and eyes burst into laughter, and she said all kinds of anecdotes, which made Ling Qingyu laugh along with her.
After talking about the children at home, she started talking about some gossip in the capital. Ling Qingyu hadn't shown her face in the capital for three months. Yang thought she must know nothing, so she picked out some of the hottest news to say , Seeing her bewildered face again, Fang remembered that she should not be familiar with these intricate relationship circles in Beijing, so he started from Fan's family and talked about those circles in Beijing connected by marriage.
"Although the Fu family doesn't have any outstanding figures in this generation, the old man of the Fu family is a grand master, and he is still living a very tough life. He is second to none among the nobles. I heard that some time ago, the Fu family intended to get along with the The Cheng family got married, but then it was nothing, and then I heard that Cheng Jia actually came to live with you!"
"Wait, ma'am! You don't live here anymore, you rent it! You also know that although the imperial court rewarded me with this mansion, my husband has passed away and my salary is gone. It is very difficult to raise such a large yard." It costs money, since Cheng Jia is willing to pay, I am naturally willing to rent it to him, as you can see, our fence is high enough, but not high enough? Then I will strengthen it!"
Yang couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing: "You are still like that, why do you put so much emphasis on money?" Actually rent out the mansion given by Yuci? Emperor Xiwen didn't know how angry he would be when he found out.
"Hey, ma'am, to tell you the truth, what else can we depend on besides money?"
"That's right," Yang patted Ling Qingyu's hand lightly, and said, "If I want to be more open, I have to live my life. If I have money, I can let myself live more comfortably." It's too fierce, she wants to raise a servant.
After chatting for an hour, Mrs. Yang thanked Ling Qingyu for the meal, and left before dinner. Before leaving, she agreed that on August 16th, she would bring her two daughters over and show her there.
The people Mrs. Yang brought over were very capable, and they were also very proficient in the etiquette and methods of entertaining guests from rich families, so Han Bian simply handed over all the women in his house to the woman in charge to take them with him, and then arranged The matter was also handed over to the women in charge. It is true that he is a big man who knows how to entertain female guests. After explaining, he gave each of them a silver coin of fifty taels. The mother-in-law patted her chest and assured that even if it was the empress from the palace, there would be no mistakes.
Mrs. Yang mentioned that she would bring her daughter here, but this reminded Ling Qingyu of one thing. Cheng Yuqin and the newly married Su Wanyun would both come, and she might bring her sisters and nieces with her, so she hurriedly searched for her daughter. Gifts, after searching for a while, Yan Qi said coolly, are you willing to give these things? So he withdrew his hand and asked Han Bian to bring some ornaments that could be given away from the silver building that had just opened in the capital.
She only said what she wanted to give away, but didn't say the quantity. It happened that a large amount of goods came from Jiangnan in the silver building, and the shopkeeper simply sent her a box. Looking at the hundreds of delicate, bright and lovely ornaments, Ling Qingyu Said she was depressed.
When the preparations are almost ready, the Mid-Autumn Festival is here.
During festive seasons, I miss my relatives, standing in the yard, looking at the moon in the sky, the heat has gradually dissipated, and the cool wind comes with the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, and my heart is full of thoughts, although there are human voices beside me Noisy, and Xie Sanlang's voice yelling to eat moon cakes.
Ling Qingyu felt lonely for no reason...
A pair of arms came from behind, and the warm chest was pressed against the back of the heart, a soft kiss fell on the ear, and at the same time, Yan Qi's low and slightly hoarse voice: "Qing Yu, I am here."
For the sudden increase in security pressure tomorrow, Yan Qi, Ying Shisan and Ying Jiu have been busy all the time, and their complexions turned pale again after finally recuperating. Alan followed Lu Xiao, Ye Shiyi and the others to Dai County Visiting Shi Fang and the ghost doctor, Ling Qingyu could only order to make some medicinal food left by Alan to support him.
"Yeah." Ling Qingyu turned his head, and his lips touched Yan Qi's lips, then kissed them lightly, and then said: "It's good to have a rest today."
"After tomorrow is busy, you can rest well, don't worry." Yan Qi smiled in a good mood. The Wang family's move was very insidious, but they didn't expect that it was Cheng Jia and Wang Xuanzhi who posted the post. If something went wrong, Ling Qingyu could push it away, but it was Cheng Jia and Wang Xuanzhi who were ashamed. No, it should be said It was the Wang family who sent the post. What's more, by doing this, they completely offended Cheng Jia to death, so that even if Cheng Jia favored the Dong family in the future, no one would doubt it.
"What were you thinking just now?" Yan Qi asked in a low voice, rubbing Ling Qingyu's neck.
"I'm thinking, if one day I can go back, I really want to see my mother," Ling Qingyu sighed, and also thought, it would be great if those two could be here.
"If you want to go back, take Yan Qi with you." Yan Qi rubbed her hands again and said with a smile.
Can't go back, time can't turn back, people can only go forward, no matter how painful or bitter, they can only go forward.
Ling Qingyu smiled faintly, touched Yan Qi's hand, and said in a low voice, "How about staying with me tonight?"
"it is good!"
Cheng Jia's footsteps paused at the door, watching the eyes of the two people under the shadow of the tree darken slightly, then restrained his emotions, took another step, and said: "Qing Yu, I just received a letter from the King of the South Court of Liao Kingdom. At the beginning of September, the king of Nanyuan will go to Bianjing together with his concubine, and he will discuss with Zhou about a matter of eternal peace, and the envoys sent earlier will arrive in a few days."
"What?" Ling Qingyu was startled, and then took a few steps forward and asked, "What do you mean?"
"This is a letter sent by He Ligang. The battle between Xiao Sui and Yeluye was considered a small victory. Yelu also retreated to the north of Zhongjing, but the army is not less than Xiao Sui's. Xiao Sui wants to fight Yeluye wholeheartedly. , you have to close the back door tightly." Yan Qi also followed a few steps, and handed the letter in her hand to Ling Qingyu while talking.
Ling Qingyu opened the letter, and Su Mu had already held the arm-like candle beside her. After reading the letter quickly, Ling Qingyu sneered, looked at Cheng Jia and asked, "Is it the Zhao family's lead?"
"The letter was sent through the Youzhou camp. Zhao Yinfeng was stationed in the Youzhou camp. However, it was not necessarily the thread led by Zhao Yinfeng. He was different from Zhao Mingliang. They have fought many times, big and small, and basically they all won." Approaching Ling Qingyu, Cheng Jia took the letter from her hand, read it and said: "This letter may only be sent by Zhao Yinfeng, After all, Zhao Yinfeng can't block this kind of thing privately, as long as he looks at the direction of the wind in the court, he can probably guess who is in collusion with Xiao Sui."
Ling Qingyu snorted coldly.
Cheng Jia raised his head, returned the letter to Yan Qi, put his arms around Ling Qingyu's shoulder inadvertently, and said with a smile: "Leaving aside those traitors, this situation is beneficial to us. Even if there is civil strife in the court, he will not be able to separate himself."
"You want to propose to accept the peace talks?" Ling Qingyu squinted at him.
"Hehe, I don't need to suggest it, I just need to second it at the end." Cheng Jia laughed twice, took Ling Qingyu to sit at the stone table already filled with food, and said with a smile.
"Master Cheng, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, don't you need to go back to accompany your father?" Yan Qi asked coolly. Make trouble, right
Cheng Jia didn't even raise his head, but put some food on the plate in front of Ling Qingyu, and said, "I've finished accompanying, here comes this urgent letter, my father has been summoned to the palace, I'm afraid I won't be able to return for a while."
"What does your father think about this?" Ling Qingyu took Yan Qi's hand and told him to sit next to him, and then called the others to sit down.
"Father," Cheng Jia sighed slightly, and said, "I guess it will be seconded in the end."
"Forget it, today is the holiday, so let's liven up the excitement. Come, Sum, sing the song I taught you." Ling Qingyu laughed.
When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky for wine. I don’t know the palace in the sky. What year is it today? I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid that Qionglou Yuyu will be too cold in the heights. Dancing clear shadow, like in the world! Turn to Zhuge, low Qi household, according to sleepless. There shouldn't be any hatred, what's the matter of long-term goodbye? People have sorrows and joys, and the moon has cloudy and sunny waxes and wanes. This matter has never been complete in ancient times. Nung, moon and new moon.
The singing voice is clear and melodious, with a sense of etherealness, and the artistic conception of this song should only be in the sky.
"It's a good sentence, I hope that people will live together for a long time! I respect you!" Cheng Jia raised his wine glass and smiled after Sum's lingering sound.
"I didn't write this word, I don't dare to take credit for it." After clinking glasses with Cheng Jia and taking a sip, Ling Qingyu stood up, facing the others, his eyes shining like stars, and said: "Today's Mid-Autumn Festival, This is the day of reunion, I have always regarded you as family members, it was the same in the past, it is the same today, and it will be the same in the future, if there is a day of reunion, I will cherish the day, come and drink this cup."
The yard was silent for a moment, Xie Sanlang laughed first, then stood up, and then Ying Jiuying Shisan also stood up, Su Mu was standing on the side, took the wine glass handed over by Xie Sanlang and walked forward, Yan Qi smiled lightly and shook his head, beckoning to Ye Po, who was guarding on the roof, while standing beside Ling Qingyu.
Ye Po was stunned for a moment, then flew down, when he walked to the table, Xie Sanlang smiled and said: "Qi Ye, can Ye Po drink at this age?"
Ye Po glared at him, and directly snatched the wine glass from his hand without politeness.
Cheng Jia shook his head, chuckled and said, "This doesn't exclude Jia." Standing up, the wine glass lightly touched Ling Qingyu's glass, and then he drank it all in one gulp.
After many years, no one knows how many people present here will be left, but at this moment today, if they can gain a family, this life will not be in vain.
The strongest love in the world is love, and the longest love is family.