Zhuang Zheng saw that she hadn't spoken for a long time and knew that she was still worried. He thought about it and said, "If you have time, you can go to Foguang Temple more often. My father has always believed in Buddhism and goes there often."
"Why should I feel bad about it? What I should feel bad about is whether you are okay or not..."
"Hey... Miss Hua, you are so cruel, you actually let me blow the northwest wind here... You have to say that I have no merit but hard work, at least you can open a private room for me to keep warm in it... "
Thinking of this, she finally felt relieved, smiled, and said, "I understand, thank you Brother Zhuang for your guidance."
Needless to say, Rong'an Hall had already acquiesced from the moment Hua Xu handed Hua Zhuo over to Wei's hands. Although Mr. Zhuang had an ambiguous attitude, he did not object. Zhuang Zheng was reminding her that hugging With Master Kuyue’s Buddha-like thighs and myself, there is almost no possibility of this marriage changing.
"Chief Lieutenant Chen, please go to Ranxiang Residence and settle down in a private room. Baxiu, go to Aunt Ming and tell her that you may not be able to return to the city before the end of the day."
Hua Zhuo glanced out of the corner of his eye, and his face turned dark again. What kind of rosewood? It was obviously ordinary pine wood with a layer of purple paint on it. Also, was that bearskin? Whether rabbit skin is good or not, it is still the most common gray rabbit skin. The most important thing is that there are several traces of sparks on the gray rabbit skin.
Does Master Kuyue really have such a big influence on Mr. Zhuang? Thinking about how Hua Yiren came out smoothly as soon as she sent Master Kuyue's name sticker to Rongchang Hall, Hua Zhuo suddenly realized that it seemed that she still didn't fully realize the value of Master Kuyue. No wonder Zhuang Zheng wanted to take her there at that time. Seeing Master Kuyue, he acted solemnly and cautiously. That old monk was clearly the God of Poseidon.
Hua Zhuo glanced out of the corner of his eye, and his face turned dark again. What kind of rosewood? It was obviously ordinary pine wood with a layer of purple paint on it. Also, was that bearskin? Whether rabbit skin is good or not, it is still the most common gray rabbit skin. The most important thing is that there are several traces of sparks on the gray rabbit skin.
"It's windy on the mountain. It's impossible to go up any further. Sister Shi, let's break the plum blossoms and go down the mountain."
Hua Zhuo gave a few more instructions, just as the servant who had been sent to Ranxiang Residence to find a clean cloth bag came back. She carefully put the cassock in the cloth bag and wrapped it, making sure that no trace of it was exposed, and then she said angrily Looking at Wei Haoran, he said: "You are not allowed to go anywhere until your cassock is mended. Just wait here. Come two people and watch him. If he runs away, you are the only one I will ask."
Needless to say, Rong'an Hall had already acquiesced from the moment Hua Xu handed Hua Zhuo over to Wei's hands. Although Mr. Zhuang had an ambiguous attitude, he did not object. Zhuang Zheng was reminding her that hugging With Master Kuyue’s Buddha-like thighs and myself, there is almost no possibility of this marriage changing.
Zhuang Zheng was polite and courteous, but Hua Zhuo was speechless, so he had to give up, gather up his cloak, and leave the pavilion.
She didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she quickly stepped forward to take off the cassock, folded it carefully, turned to Chen Ning and said, "Have someone go to Ranxiang Residence and ask if there is a clean cloth bag."
Zhuang Zheng saw that she hadn't spoken for a long time and knew that she was still worried. He thought about it and said, "If you have time, you can go to Foguang Temple more often. My father has always believed in Buddhism and goes there often."
"Brother Wei Shi, you are too... bold."
Thinking of this, she finally felt relieved, smiled, and said, "I understand, thank you Brother Zhuang for your guidance."
Hua Zhuo was too lazy to pay attention to Wei Haoran, otherwise she would be pissed to death by this bastard. She lowered her head and looked at the three holes carefully. After studying them for a while, she said, "I can mend these holes, but there is no suitable needle and thread here."
"Wei Haoran, you are in trouble." She was furious.
She didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she quickly stepped forward to take off the cassock, folded it carefully, turned to Chen Ning and said, "Have someone go to Ranxiang Residence and ask if there is a clean cloth bag."
"It's snowy on the road. It's better to go slower. It doesn't matter if you're a little late." Hua Zhuo warned quickly.
"It's windy on the mountain. It's impossible to go up any further. Sister Shi, let's break the plum blossoms and go down the mountain."
Zhuang Zheng looked at her with a slight smile on his lips, then turned around and ran towards Ranxiang Residence.
Zhuang Zheng stared at her smile, which was as clean and pure as the snow on the plum blossoms, reflecting the crystal light in the sunlight, and couldn't help but feel a little crazy.
Thinking of this, she finally felt relieved, smiled, and said, "I understand, thank you Brother Zhuang for your guidance."
"Shimei, pay attention!"
"Miss... look, there is a hole burned here by the sparks." Baxiu screamed with sharp eyes.
"Uncle, uncle...this plum blossom blooms the best. Please break it off and give it to my young lady."
"Hey... Miss Hua, you are so cruel, you actually let me blow the northwest wind here... You have to say that I have no merit but hard work, at least you can open a private room for me to keep warm in it... "
"you… "
Wei Haoran rolled his eyes and said nonchalantly: "It's just a cassock. It's already broken. What does it matter if there are a few more holes? It's just the name on it, broken cassock."
What made him frown was not Wei Haoran's virtue, but a wooden sign erected next to the Taishi's chair, which read: I own this mountain, and I occupy this road. If you want to live your life from now on, there is no way! What makes people vomit blood is that the wooden sign is also covered with a cassock. It is red and has a ten thousand character pattern embroidered with gold thread. As long as you are in Beijing, everyone knows that this cassock represents the "mantle" of the Foguang Temple. The word "clothing" in it.
Some people were puzzled by the custom and walked around the pavilion. They found a red plum that was the most beautiful and started to chirp.
Wei Haoran rolled his eyes and said nonchalantly: "It's just a cassock. It's already broken. What does it matter if there are a few more holes? It's just the name on it, broken cassock."
"I'll hold it for the young lady. These plum blossoms are so good. I'll put them in a white porcelain vase when I get home. They'll look best."
After breaking off the plum blossoms, Zhuang Zheng carefully protected the flowers on the branches and brought them to Hua Zhuo.
Thinking of this, she finally felt relieved, smiled, and said, "I understand, thank you Brother Zhuang for your guidance."
Zhuang Zheng, with his sharp eyesight and quick hands, grabbed her waist. Just as he stood firm, he heard a vague sarcasm coming from behind the Xishan Monument next to him: "Men and women do not kiss each other..."
Zhuang Zheng stared at her smile, which was as clean and pure as the snow on the plum blossoms, reflecting the crystal light in the sunlight, and couldn't help but feel a little crazy.
Going all the way down the mountain was naturally easier than going up the mountain, but until we reached the foot of the Western Mountain, we didn’t meet anyone. This made Hua Zhuo a little strange. Although the mountain road was difficult to walk after the snow fell, there were always people who were in good spirits and were not afraid. The visitor who went up the mountain to visit Mei couldn't help but look left and right for a moment. Suddenly, he stepped on a piece of talc and fell backwards.
As soon as we sat down, Ming came and asked, "What happened? How did Master Kuyue's cassock get torn?"
Zhuang Zheng coughed quickly, turned around to hide the moment of confusion, and looked in the direction Baxiu pointed. Sure enough, it is a good plum blossom with a strong posture. It branches into two branches. On each branch there are several new red plum blossoms clustered together, just like flowers blooming side by side. The red plums are also covered with white snow, like The jade fingers brush the beauty, and the famous flowers fill the country with each other.
Going all the way down the mountain was naturally easier than going up the mountain, but until we reached the foot of the Western Mountain, we didn’t meet anyone. This made Hua Zhuo a little strange. Although the mountain road was difficult to walk after the snow fell, there were always people who were in good spirits and were not afraid. The visitor who went up the mountain to visit Mei couldn't help but look left and right for a moment. Suddenly, he stepped on a piece of talc and fell backwards.
Wei Haoran stuffed the wine glass into his arms, holding the wine pot in one hand and the roast rabbit in the other. He followed Hua Zhuo shamelessly, not forgetting to instruct the two servants who were looking at him, "You guys lift the Taishi chair." Hold...be careful, this is rosewood, and it is covered with bear skin. If it gets damaged a little bit, you won't be able to afford the compensation if I sell it..."
The so-called scoundrels probably have such a shameless face...
"you… "
"It's windy on the mountain. It's impossible to go up any further. Sister Shi, let's break the plum blossoms and go down the mountain."
"Shimei, pay attention!"
"Seeing how anxious you are, the worst case scenario is that we'll have to make a new one. The old one won't go away, and the new one won't come in. You really think it's the one that has been passed down from Foguang Temple for hundreds of years, and you don't even look at the material it's made of. It's clearly this It’s something that was made just a few years ago, but it’s not gold clothing or silk. It can’t be passed down for hundreds of years without deterioration, so that’s a big deal.” Wei Haoran took a sip of wine, feeling pleased with himself.
Zhuang Zheng saw that she hadn't spoken for a long time and knew that she was still worried. He thought about it and said, "If you have time, you can go to Foguang Temple more often. My father has always believed in Buddhism and goes there often."
After breaking off the plum blossoms, Zhuang Zheng carefully protected the flowers on the branches and brought them to Hua Zhuo.
Hua Zhuo was really annoyed with him. When he arrived at Ranxiang Residence, he opened an extra private room and asked Chen Ning to kick him in. He also ordered people to guard the door to prevent him from coming out.
"Seeing how anxious you are, the worst case scenario is that we'll have to make a new one. The old one won't go away, and the new one won't come in. You really think it's the one that has been passed down from Foguang Temple for hundreds of years, and you don't even look at the material it's made of. It's clearly this It’s something that was made just a few years ago, but it’s not gold clothing or silk. It can’t be passed down for hundreds of years without deterioration, so that’s a big deal.” Wei Haoran took a sip of wine, feeling pleased with himself.
After breaking off the plum blossoms, Zhuang Zheng carefully protected the flowers on the branches and brought them to Hua Zhuo.
They all knew in their hearts that this cassock could not be taken back for processing. They could only repair it here as soon as possible and let Wei Haoran take it back.
Zhuang Zheng, with his sharp eyesight and quick hands, grabbed her waist. Just as he stood firm, he heard a vague sarcasm coming from behind the Xishan Monument next to him: "Men and women do not kiss each other..."
"Miss... look, there is a hole burned here by the sparks." Baxiu screamed with sharp eyes.
Wei Haoran stuffed the wine glass into his arms, holding the wine pot in one hand and the roast rabbit in the other. He followed Hua Zhuo shamelessly, not forgetting to instruct the two servants who were looking at him, "You guys lift the Taishi chair." Hold...be careful, this is rosewood, and it is covered with bear skin. If it gets damaged a little bit, you won't be able to afford the compensation if I sell it..."
Hua Zhuo blushed and wanted to answer but was too embarrassed to do so. Plum is the matchmaker, this young man really doesn’t understand or pretends not to understand.
She didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she quickly stepped forward to take off the cassock, folded it carefully, turned to Chen Ning and said, "Have someone go to Ranxiang Residence and ask if there is a clean cloth bag."
This cassock was woven with six different red threads mixed together. She carefully pulled out each of the six different red threads by half an inch from the tear, then took off the sachet and put the red thread inside and handed it to Zhuang Zheng said: "The Tianyi Shop in Beijing has the most complete range of silk threads. You can go directly there and buy these six kinds of red threads. In addition, buy a foot of gold thread and a complete set of needles."
Going all the way down the mountain was naturally easier than going up the mountain, but until we reached the foot of the Western Mountain, we didn’t meet anyone. This made Hua Zhuo a little strange. Although the mountain road was difficult to walk after the snow fell, there were always people who were in good spirits and were not afraid. The visitor who went up the mountain to visit Mei couldn't help but look left and right for a moment. Suddenly, he stepped on a piece of talc and fell backwards.
"Third cousin, why are you still here?"
This cassock was woven with six different red threads mixed together. She carefully pulled out each of the six different red threads by half an inch from the tear, then took off the sachet and put the red thread inside and handed it to Zhuang Zheng said: "The Tianyi Shop in Beijing has the most complete range of silk threads. You can go directly there and buy these six kinds of red threads. In addition, buy a foot of gold thread and a complete set of needles."
Zhuang Zheng carefully put away the sachet, nodded slightly, and said: "Don't worry, I will be back within half an hour."
"Uncle, uncle...this plum blossom blooms the best. Please break it off and give it to my young lady."
Neither Hua Zhuoqi nor scolding. Indeed, the cassock in her hand cannot be the one passed down when Foguang Temple was first built hundreds of years ago. The material is obviously very new, but Wei Haoran cannot compare it with the cassock. Gold clothes, jade silk, gold clothes, jade silk, gold clothes and jade silk are what the dead wear when they are buried.
"I'll hold it for the young lady. These plum blossoms are so good. I'll put them in a white porcelain vase when I get home. They'll look best."
Chen Ning nodded slightly and called a servant to give some instructions.
Zhuang Zheng was polite and courteous, but Hua Zhuo was speechless, so he had to give up, gather up his cloak, and leave the pavilion.
Hua Zhuo quickly turned over his cassock and saw that his face suddenly turned dark. There was not one hole, but three.
As soon as we sat down, Ming came and asked, "What happened? How did Master Kuyue's cassock get torn?"
Baxiu took the plum blossom regardless, and Hua Zhuo couldn't help but stare at her again. Is this girl really coquettish or pretending to be coquettish? She just encouraged Zhuang Zheng to break the plum blossoms, but she actually made her own decision.
After breaking off the plum blossoms, Zhuang Zheng carefully protected the flowers on the branches and brought them to Hua Zhuo.
The so-called scoundrels probably have such a shameless face...
Who is this person? Hua Zhuo was so angry at Wei Haoran that he almost didn't know what to say.
She didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she quickly stepped forward to take off the cassock, folded it carefully, turned to Chen Ning and said, "Have someone go to Ranxiang Residence and ask if there is a clean cloth bag."
This cassock was woven with six different red threads mixed together. She carefully pulled out each of the six different red threads by half an inch from the tear, then took off the sachet and put the red thread inside and handed it to Zhuang Zheng said: "The Tianyi Shop in Beijing has the most complete range of silk threads. You can go directly there and buy these six kinds of red threads. In addition, buy a foot of gold thread and a complete set of needles."
Zhuang Zheng was polite and courteous, but Hua Zhuo was speechless, so he had to give up, gather up his cloak, and leave the pavilion.
"Shimei, please."
Zhuang Zheng coughed quickly, turned around to hide the moment of confusion, and looked in the direction Baxiu pointed. Sure enough, it is a good plum blossom with a strong posture. It branches into two branches. On each branch there are several new red plum blossoms clustered together, just like flowers blooming side by side. The red plums are also covered with white snow, like The jade fingers brush the beauty, and the famous flowers fill the country with each other.
Zhuang Zheng stared at her smile, which was as clean and pure as the snow on the plum blossoms, reflecting the crystal light in the sunlight, and couldn't help but feel a little crazy.
"It's snowy on the road. It's better to go slower. It doesn't matter if you're a little late." Hua Zhuo warned quickly.
"Shimei, please."
Needless to say, Rong'an Hall had already acquiesced from the moment Hua Xu handed Hua Zhuo over to Wei's hands. Although Mr. Zhuang had an ambiguous attitude, he did not object. Zhuang Zheng was reminding her that hugging With Master Kuyue’s Buddha-like thighs and myself, there is almost no possibility of this marriage changing.
Zhuang Zheng was polite and courteous, but Hua Zhuo was speechless, so he had to give up, gather up his cloak, and leave the pavilion.
"Hey... Miss Hua, you are so cruel, you actually let me blow the northwest wind here... You have to say that I have no merit but hard work, at least you can open a private room for me to keep warm in it... "
Zhuang Zheng carefully put away the sachet, nodded slightly, and said: "Don't worry, I will be back within half an hour."
"Those who know me, Miss Hua also..."
Going all the way down the mountain was naturally easier than going up the mountain, but until we reached the foot of the Western Mountain, we didn’t meet anyone. This made Hua Zhuo a little strange. Although the mountain road was difficult to walk after the snow fell, there were always people who were in good spirits and were not afraid. The visitor who went up the mountain to visit Mei couldn't help but look left and right for a moment. Suddenly, he stepped on a piece of talc and fell backwards.
After breaking off the plum blossoms, Zhuang Zheng carefully protected the flowers on the branches and brought them to Hua Zhuo.
Baxiu took the plum blossom regardless, and Hua Zhuo couldn't help but stare at her again. Is this girl really coquettish or pretending to be coquettish? She just encouraged Zhuang Zheng to break the plum blossoms, but she actually made her own decision.
"you… "
"It's windy on the mountain. It's impossible to go up any further. Sister Shi, let's break the plum blossoms and go down the mountain."
Zhuang Zheng stared at her smile, which was as clean and pure as the snow on the plum blossoms, reflecting the crystal light in the sunlight, and couldn't help but feel a little crazy.
"Those who know me, Miss Hua also..."
Zhuang Zheng looked at her with a slight smile on his lips, then turned around and ran towards Ranxiang Residence.
What made him frown was not Wei Haoran's virtue, but a wooden sign erected next to the Taishi's chair, which read: I own this mountain, and I occupy this road. If you want to live your life from now on, there is no way! What makes people vomit blood is that the wooden sign is also covered with a cassock. It is red and has a ten thousand character pattern embroidered with gold thread. As long as you are in Beijing, everyone knows that this cassock represents the "mantle" of the Foguang Temple. The word "clothing" in it.
"Shimei, pay attention!"
Zhuang Zheng coughed quickly, turned around to hide the moment of confusion, and looked in the direction Baxiu pointed. Sure enough, it is a good plum blossom with a strong posture. It branches into two branches. On each branch there are several new red plum blossoms clustered together, just like flowers blooming side by side. The red plums are also covered with white snow, like The jade fingers brush the beauty, and the famous flowers fill the country with each other.
Some people were puzzled by the custom and walked around the pavilion. They found a red plum that was the most beautiful and started to chirp.
Zhuang Zheng, with his sharp eyesight and quick hands, grabbed her waist. Just as he stood firm, he heard a vague sarcasm coming from behind the Xishan Monument next to him: "Men and women do not kiss each other..."
Hua Zhuo was really annoyed with him. When he arrived at Ranxiang Residence, he opened an extra private room and asked Chen Ning to kick him in. He also ordered people to guard the door to prevent him from coming out.
Hua Zhuo gave a few more instructions, just as the servant who had been sent to Ranxiang Residence to find a clean cloth bag came back. She carefully put the cassock in the cloth bag and wrapped it, making sure that no trace of it was exposed, and then she said angrily Looking at Wei Haoran, he said: "You are not allowed to go anywhere until your cassock is mended. Just wait here. Come two people and watch him. If he runs away, you are the only one I will ask."
"It's windy on the mountain. It's impossible to go up any further. Sister Shi, let's break the plum blossoms and go down the mountain."
After breaking off the plum blossoms, Zhuang Zheng carefully protected the flowers on the branches and brought them to Hua Zhuo.
Hua Zhuo was too lazy to pay attention to Wei Haoran, otherwise she would be pissed to death by this bastard. She lowered her head and looked at the three holes carefully. After studying them for a while, she said, "I can mend these holes, but there is no suitable needle and thread here."
Hua Zhuo was shocked, and quickly took two steps to the side, and at the same time pulled down the gauze on the curtain hat.
"you… "
Zhuang Zheng stared at her smile, which was as clean and pure as the snow on the plum blossoms, reflecting the crystal light in the sunlight, and couldn't help but feel a little crazy.
Zhuang Zheng carefully put away the sachet, nodded slightly, and said: "Don't worry, I will be back within half an hour."
"Shimei, please."
"Chief Lieutenant Chen, please go to Ranxiang Residence and settle down in a private room. Baxiu, go to Aunt Ming and tell her that you may not be able to return to the city before the end of the day."
"Wei Haoran, you are in trouble." She was furious.
Hua Zhuo was shocked, and quickly took two steps to the side, and at the same time pulled down the gauze on the curtain hat.
“…”
"Third cousin, why are you still here?"
Zhuang Zheng, with his sharp eyesight and quick hands, grabbed her waist. Just as he stood firm, he heard a vague sarcasm coming from behind the Xishan Monument next to him: "Men and women do not kiss each other..."
"It's snowy on the road. It's better to go slower. It doesn't matter if you're a little late." Hua Zhuo warned quickly.
Zhuang Zheng coughed quickly, turned around to hide the moment of confusion, and looked in the direction Baxiu pointed. Sure enough, it is a good plum blossom with a strong posture. It branches into two branches. On each branch there are several new red plum blossoms clustered together, just like flowers blooming side by side. The red plums are also covered with white snow, like The jade fingers brush the beauty, and the famous flowers fill the country with each other.
"That's all, if you really feel sorry for it, patch it up and you can still wear it for a few more years." Wei Haoran tore off another piece of rabbit meat, bit it in his mouth and said vaguely.
Hua Zhuo blushed and wanted to answer but was too embarrassed to do so. Plum is the matchmaker, this young man really doesn’t understand or pretends not to understand.
Hua Zhuo blushed and wanted to answer but was too embarrassed to do so. Plum is the matchmaker, this young man really doesn’t understand or pretends not to understand.
Zhuang Zheng looked at her with a slight smile on his lips, then turned around and ran towards Ranxiang Residence.
Zhuang Zheng turned around the Xishan Monument in a few steps. What he saw made him frown. He saw that Wei Haoran had moved a Taishi chair from somewhere. It was also covered with a thick layer of fur, and a fire was lit next to it. While roasting a hare, Wei Haoran slumped in his chair, without any posture, holding a wine pot in one hand and a wine glass in the other, with a piece of rabbit meat stuffed in his mouth.
Hua Zhuo glanced out of the corner of his eye, and his face turned dark again. What kind of rosewood? It was obviously ordinary pine wood with a layer of purple paint on it. Also, was that bearskin? Whether rabbit skin is good or not, it is still the most common gray rabbit skin. The most important thing is that there are several traces of sparks on the gray rabbit skin.
After breaking off the plum blossoms, Zhuang Zheng carefully protected the flowers on the branches and brought them to Hua Zhuo.
"Seeing how anxious you are, the worst case scenario is that we'll have to make a new one. The old one won't go away, and the new one won't come in. You really think it's the one that has been passed down from Foguang Temple for hundreds of years, and you don't even look at the material it's made of. It's clearly this It’s something that was made just a few years ago, but it’s not gold clothing or silk. It can’t be passed down for hundreds of years without deterioration, so that’s a big deal.” Wei Haoran took a sip of wine, feeling pleased with himself.
Zhuang Zheng stared at her smile, which was as clean and pure as the snow on the plum blossoms, reflecting the crystal light in the sunlight, and couldn't help but feel a little crazy.
Hua Zhuo gave a few more instructions, just as the servant who had been sent to Ranxiang Residence to find a clean cloth bag came back. She carefully put the cassock in the cloth bag and wrapped it, making sure that no trace of it was exposed, and then she said angrily Looking at Wei Haoran, he said: "You are not allowed to go anywhere until your cassock is mended. Just wait here. Come two people and watch him. If he runs away, you are the only one I will ask."
Hua Zhuo was too lazy to pay attention to Wei Haoran, otherwise she would be pissed to death by this bastard. She lowered her head and looked at the three holes carefully. After studying them for a while, she said, "I can mend these holes, but there is no suitable needle and thread here."
"you… "
"Wei Haoran, you are in trouble." She was furious.
What made him frown was not Wei Haoran's virtue, but a wooden sign erected next to the Taishi's chair, which read: I own this mountain, and I occupy this road. If you want to live your life from now on, there is no way! What makes people vomit blood is that the wooden sign is also covered with a cassock. It is red and has a ten thousand character pattern embroidered with gold thread. As long as you are in Beijing, everyone knows that this cassock represents the "mantle" of the Foguang Temple. The word "clothing" in it.
Hua Zhuo gave a few more instructions, just as the servant who had been sent to Ranxiang Residence to find a clean cloth bag came back. She carefully put the cassock in the cloth bag and wrapped it, making sure that no trace of it was exposed, and then she said angrily Looking at Wei Haoran, he said: "You are not allowed to go anywhere until your cassock is mended. Just wait here. Come two people and watch him. If he runs away, you are the only one I will ask."
Going all the way down the mountain was naturally easier than going up the mountain, but until we reached the foot of the Western Mountain, we didn’t meet anyone. This made Hua Zhuo a little strange. Although the mountain road was difficult to walk after the snow fell, there were always people who were in good spirits and were not afraid. The visitor who went up the mountain to visit Mei couldn't help but look left and right for a moment. Suddenly, he stepped on a piece of talc and fell backwards.
Who is this person? Hua Zhuo was so angry at Wei Haoran that he almost didn't know what to say.
Wei Haoran stuffed the wine glass into his arms, holding the wine pot in one hand and the roast rabbit in the other. He followed Hua Zhuo shamelessly, not forgetting to instruct the two servants who were looking at him, "You guys lift the Taishi chair." Hold...be careful, this is rosewood, and it is covered with bear skin. If it gets damaged a little bit, you won't be able to afford the compensation if I sell it..."
After breaking off the plum blossoms, Zhuang Zheng carefully protected the flowers on the branches and brought them to Hua Zhuo.
Some people were puzzled by the custom and walked around the pavilion. They found a red plum that was the most beautiful and started to chirp.
Hua Zhuo was too lazy to pay attention to Wei Haoran, otherwise she would be pissed to death by this bastard. She lowered her head and looked at the three holes carefully. After studying them for a while, she said, "I can mend these holes, but there is no suitable needle and thread here."
"Brother Wei Shi, you are too... bold."
Hua Zhuo turned around the Xishan Monument and was stunned when he saw this situation. Then he was dumbfounded. Wei Haoran not only stole Master Kuyue's tea and spring water, but also stole his cassock. No wonder she didn't meet even a single person all the way down the mountain. It turned out that Wei Haoran used this cassock to block them all back. If Master Kuyue knew about it, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood.
As soon as we sat down, Ming came and asked, "What happened? How did Master Kuyue's cassock get torn?"
"I'll hold it for the young lady. These plum blossoms are so good. I'll put them in a white porcelain vase when I get home. They'll look best."
"you… "
The so-called scoundrels probably have such a shameless face...
"Brother Wei Shi, you are too... bold."
Zhuang Zheng stared at her smile, which was as clean and pure as the snow on the plum blossoms, reflecting the crystal light in the sunlight, and couldn't help but feel a little crazy.
Hua Zhuo was really annoyed with him. When he arrived at Ranxiang Residence, he opened an extra private room and asked Chen Ning to kick him in. He also ordered people to guard the door to prevent him from coming out.
Hua Zhuo was too lazy to pay attention to Wei Haoran, otherwise she would be pissed to death by this bastard. She lowered her head and looked at the three holes carefully. After studying them for a while, she said, "I can mend these holes, but there is no suitable needle and thread here."
"You two had a tryst on the mountain, and it prevented you from disaster. Shouldn't you feel sorry for it?" Wei Haoran said confidently.
Zhuang Zheng carefully put away the sachet, nodded slightly, and said: "Don't worry, I will be back within half an hour."
"Shimei, pay attention!"
Baxiu shrank her head and stuck out her tongue. She really didn't want to lie, but Ming was able to trick her into telling the truth with just a few words. However, Hua Zhuo didn't blame her. He had no intention of hiding it from Ming. The cassock could not be repaired in one or two hours. Although the closing time of the city gate would not be missed, Rongchang Hall still had to rely on Ming came to block those who doubted.
Hua Zhuo turned around the Xishan Monument and was stunned when he saw this situation. Then he was dumbfounded. Wei Haoran not only stole Master Kuyue's tea and spring water, but also stole his cassock. No wonder she didn't meet even a single person all the way down the mountain. It turned out that Wei Haoran used this cassock to block them all back. If Master Kuyue knew about it, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood.
She didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she quickly stepped forward to take off the cassock, folded it carefully, turned to Chen Ning and said, "Have someone go to Ranxiang Residence and ask if there is a clean cloth bag."
Zhuang Zheng said: "My horse is fostered at Ranxiangju. What kind of needle and thread I need, I will go back to the city to buy it immediately."
The so-called scoundrels probably have such a shameless face...
This cassock was woven with six different red threads mixed together. She carefully pulled out each of the six different red threads by half an inch from the tear, then took off the sachet and put the red thread inside and handed it to Zhuang Zheng said: "The Tianyi Shop in Beijing has the most complete range of silk threads. You can go directly there and buy these six kinds of red threads. In addition, buy a foot of gold thread and a complete set of needles."
Chen Ning nodded slightly and called a servant to give some instructions.
Hua Zhuo blushed and wanted to answer but was too embarrassed to do so. Plum is the matchmaker, this young man really doesn’t understand or pretends not to understand.
Zhuang Zheng turned around the Xishan Monument in a few steps. What he saw made him frown. He saw that Wei Haoran had moved a Taishi chair from somewhere. It was also covered with a thick layer of fur, and a fire was lit next to it. While roasting a hare, Wei Haoran slumped in his chair, without any posture, holding a wine pot in one hand and a wine glass in the other, with a piece of rabbit meat stuffed in his mouth.
Baxiu shrank her head and stuck out her tongue. She really didn't want to lie, but Ming was able to trick her into telling the truth with just a few words. However, Hua Zhuo didn't blame her. He had no intention of hiding it from Ming. The cassock could not be repaired in one or two hours. Although the closing time of the city gate would not be missed, Rongchang Hall still had to rely on Ming came to block those who doubted.
Does Master Kuyue really have such a big influence on Mr. Zhuang? Thinking about how Hua Yiren came out smoothly as soon as she sent Master Kuyue's name sticker to Rongchang Hall, Hua Zhuo suddenly realized that it seemed that she still didn't fully realize the value of Master Kuyue. No wonder Zhuang Zheng wanted to take her there at that time. Seeing Master Kuyue, he acted solemnly and cautiously. That old monk was clearly the God of Poseidon.
"Third cousin, why are you still here?"
Zhuang Zheng turned around the Xishan Monument in a few steps. What he saw made him frown. He saw that Wei Haoran had moved a Taishi chair from somewhere. It was also covered with a thick layer of fur, and a fire was lit next to it. While roasting a hare, Wei Haoran slumped in his chair, without any posture, holding a wine pot in one hand and a wine glass in the other, with a piece of rabbit meat stuffed in his mouth.
Baxiu took the plum blossom regardless, and Hua Zhuo couldn't help but stare at her again. Is this girl really coquettish or pretending to be coquettish? She just encouraged Zhuang Zheng to break the plum blossoms, but she actually made her own decision.
"Miss... look, there is a hole burned here by the sparks." Baxiu screamed with sharp eyes.
Zhuang Zheng stared at her smile, which was as clean and pure as the snow on the plum blossoms, reflecting the crystal light in the sunlight, and couldn't help but feel a little crazy.
Hua Zhuo was really annoyed with him. When he arrived at Ranxiang Residence, he opened an extra private room and asked Chen Ning to kick him in. He also ordered people to guard the door to prevent him from coming out.
Hua Zhuo quickly turned over his cassock and saw that his face suddenly turned dark. There was not one hole, but three.
Zhuang Zheng turned around the Xishan Monument in a few steps. What he saw made him frown. He saw that Wei Haoran had moved a Taishi chair from somewhere. It was also covered with a thick layer of fur, and a fire was lit next to it. While roasting a hare, Wei Haoran slumped in his chair, without any posture, holding a wine pot in one hand and a wine glass in the other, with a piece of rabbit meat stuffed in his mouth.
"Third cousin, why are you still here?"
"Seeing how anxious you are, the worst case scenario is that we'll have to make a new one. The old one won't go away, and the new one won't come in. You really think it's the one that has been passed down from Foguang Temple for hundreds of years, and you don't even look at the material it's made of. It's clearly this It’s something that was made just a few years ago, but it’s not gold clothing or silk. It can’t be passed down for hundreds of years without deterioration, so that’s a big deal.” Wei Haoran took a sip of wine, feeling pleased with himself.
Baxiu shrank her head and stuck out her tongue. She really didn't want to lie, but Ming was able to trick her into telling the truth with just a few words. However, Hua Zhuo didn't blame her. He had no intention of hiding it from Ming. The cassock could not be repaired in one or two hours. Although the closing time of the city gate would not be missed, Rongchang Hall still had to rely on Ming came to block those who doubted.
Thinking of this, she finally felt relieved, smiled, and said, "I understand, thank you Brother Zhuang for your guidance."
"Wei Haoran, you are in trouble." She was furious.
"I'll hold it for the young lady. These plum blossoms are so good. I'll put them in a white porcelain vase when I get home. They'll look best."
As soon as we sat down, Ming came and asked, "What happened? How did Master Kuyue's cassock get torn?"
Wei Haoran rolled his eyes and said nonchalantly: "It's just a cassock. It's already broken. What does it matter if there are a few more holes? It's just the name on it, broken cassock."
Thinking of this, she finally felt relieved, smiled, and said, "I understand, thank you Brother Zhuang for your guidance."
Hua Zhuo was shocked, and quickly took two steps to the side, and at the same time pulled down the gauze on the curtain hat.
Does Master Kuyue really have such a big influence on Mr. Zhuang? Thinking about how Hua Yiren came out smoothly as soon as she sent Master Kuyue's name sticker to Rongchang Hall, Hua Zhuo suddenly realized that it seemed that she still didn't fully realize the value of Master Kuyue. No wonder Zhuang Zheng wanted to take her there at that time. Seeing Master Kuyue, he acted solemnly and cautiously. That old monk was clearly the God of Poseidon.
Zhuang Zheng, with his sharp eyesight and quick hands, grabbed her waist. Just as he stood firm, he heard a vague sarcasm coming from behind the Xishan Monument next to him: "Men and women do not kiss each other..."
"You two had a tryst on the mountain, and it prevented you from disaster. Shouldn't you feel sorry for it?" Wei Haoran said confidently.
"I'll hold it for the young lady. These plum blossoms are so good. I'll put them in a white porcelain vase when I get home. They'll look best."
"This is a mantle. No matter how arrogant you are, you can't do this." Zhuang Zheng also made this cousin's face sink. No matter how virtuous and respected Master Kuyue is, he is afraid that he will be saddled with someone who cannot care for him because of this. People outside the country don't value fame and wealth, but they value money and wealth as much as life.
Hua Zhuo was really annoyed with him. When he arrived at Ranxiang Residence, he opened an extra private room and asked Chen Ning to kick him in. He also ordered people to guard the door to prevent him from coming out.
Who is this person? Hua Zhuo was so angry at Wei Haoran that he almost didn't know what to say.
Wei Haoran stuffed the wine glass into his arms, holding the wine pot in one hand and the roast rabbit in the other. He followed Hua Zhuo shamelessly, not forgetting to instruct the two servants who were looking at him, "You guys lift the Taishi chair." Hold...be careful, this is rosewood, and it is covered with bear skin. If it gets damaged a little bit, you won't be able to afford the compensation if I sell it..."
Hua Zhuo blushed and wanted to answer but was too embarrassed to do so. Plum is the matchmaker, this young man really doesn’t understand or pretends not to understand.
Wei Haoran stuffed the wine glass into his arms, holding the wine pot in one hand and the roast rabbit in the other. He followed Hua Zhuo shamelessly, not forgetting to instruct the two servants who were looking at him, "You guys lift the Taishi chair." Hold...be careful, this is rosewood, and it is covered with bear skin. If it gets damaged a little bit, you won't be able to afford the compensation if I sell it..."
Hua Zhuo turned around the Xishan Monument and was stunned when he saw this situation. Then he was dumbfounded. Wei Haoran not only stole Master Kuyue's tea and spring water, but also stole his cassock. No wonder she didn't meet even a single person all the way down the mountain. It turned out that Wei Haoran used this cassock to block them all back. If Master Kuyue knew about it, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood.
"Shimei, pay attention!"
"Seeing how anxious you are, the worst case scenario is that we'll have to make a new one. The old one won't go away, and the new one won't come in. You really think it's the one that has been passed down from Foguang Temple for hundreds of years, and you don't even look at the material it's made of. It's clearly this It’s something that was made just a few years ago, but it’s not gold clothing or silk. It can’t be passed down for hundreds of years without deterioration, so that’s a big deal.” Wei Haoran took a sip of wine, feeling pleased with himself.
Baxiu took the plum blossom regardless, and Hua Zhuo couldn't help but stare at her again. Is this girl really coquettish or pretending to be coquettish? She just encouraged Zhuang Zheng to break the plum blossoms, but she actually made her own decision.
This cassock was woven with six different red threads mixed together. She carefully pulled out each of the six different red threads by half an inch from the tear, then took off the sachet and put the red thread inside and handed it to Zhuang Zheng said: "The Tianyi Shop in Beijing has the most complete range of silk threads. You can go directly there and buy these six kinds of red threads. In addition, buy a foot of gold thread and a complete set of needles."
"Hey... Miss Hua, you are so cruel, you actually let me blow the northwest wind here... You have to say that I have no merit but hard work, at least you can open a private room for me to keep warm in it... "
Hua Zhuo was too lazy to pay attention to Wei Haoran, otherwise she would be pissed to death by this bastard. She lowered her head and looked at the three holes carefully. After studying them for a while, she said, "I can mend these holes, but there is no suitable needle and thread here."
Zhuang Zheng said: "My horse is fostered at Ranxiangju. What kind of needle and thread I need, I will go back to the city to buy it immediately."
Zhuang Zheng said: "My horse is fostered at Ranxiangju. What kind of needle and thread I need, I will go back to the city to buy it immediately."
Hua Zhuo was too lazy to pay attention to Wei Haoran, otherwise she would be pissed to death by this bastard. She lowered her head and looked at the three holes carefully. After studying them for a while, she said, "I can mend these holes, but there is no suitable needle and thread here."
"you… "
Chen Ning nodded slightly and called a servant to give some instructions.
Needless to say, Rong'an Hall had already acquiesced from the moment Hua Xu handed Hua Zhuo over to Wei's hands. Although Mr. Zhuang had an ambiguous attitude, he did not object. Zhuang Zheng was reminding her that hugging With Master Kuyue’s Buddha-like thighs and myself, there is almost no possibility of this marriage changing.
Neither Hua Zhuoqi nor scolding. Indeed, the cassock in her hand cannot be the one passed down when Foguang Temple was first built hundreds of years ago. The material is obviously very new, but Wei Haoran cannot compare it with the cassock. Gold clothes, jade silk, gold clothes, jade silk, gold clothes and jade silk are what the dead wear when they are buried.
Hua Zhuo gave a few more instructions, just as the servant who had been sent to Ranxiang Residence to find a clean cloth bag came back. She carefully put the cassock in the cloth bag and wrapped it, making sure that no trace of it was exposed, and then she said angrily Looking at Wei Haoran, he said: "You are not allowed to go anywhere until your cassock is mended. Just wait here. Come two people and watch him. If he runs away, you are the only one I will ask."
"Chief Lieutenant Chen, please go to Ranxiang Residence and settle down in a private room. Baxiu, go to Aunt Ming and tell her that you may not be able to return to the city before the end of the day."
Some people were puzzled by the custom and walked around the pavilion. They found a red plum that was the most beautiful and started to chirp.
Hua Zhuo was really annoyed with him. When he arrived at Ranxiang Residence, he opened an extra private room and asked Chen Ning to kick him in. He also ordered people to guard the door to prevent him from coming out.
"That's all, if you really feel sorry for it, patch it up and you can still wear it for a few more years." Wei Haoran tore off another piece of rabbit meat, bit it in his mouth and said vaguely.
After breaking off the plum blossoms, Zhuang Zheng carefully protected the flowers on the branches and brought them to Hua Zhuo.
"Brother Wei Shi, you are too... bold."
"Why should I feel bad about it? What I should feel bad about is whether you are okay or not..."
Zhuang Zheng carefully put away the sachet, nodded slightly, and said: "Don't worry, I will be back within half an hour."
"It's windy on the mountain. It's impossible to go up any further. Sister Shi, let's break the plum blossoms and go down the mountain."
"I'll hold it for the young lady. These plum blossoms are so good. I'll put them in a white porcelain vase when I get home. They'll look best."
Going all the way down the mountain was naturally easier than going up the mountain, but until we reached the foot of the Western Mountain, we didn’t meet anyone. This made Hua Zhuo a little strange. Although the mountain road was difficult to walk after the snow fell, there were always people who were in good spirits and were not afraid. The visitor who went up the mountain to visit Mei couldn't help but look left and right for a moment. Suddenly, he stepped on a piece of talc and fell backwards.
Who is this person? Hua Zhuo was so angry at Wei Haoran that he almost didn't know what to say.
Hua Zhuo gave a few more instructions, just as the servant who had been sent to Ranxiang Residence to find a clean cloth bag came back. She carefully put the cassock in the cloth bag and wrapped it, making sure that no trace of it was exposed, and then she said angrily Looking at Wei Haoran, he said: "You are not allowed to go anywhere until your cassock is mended. Just wait here. Come two people and watch him. If he runs away, you are the only one I will ask."
Hua Zhuo turned around the Xishan Monument and was stunned when he saw this situation. Then he was dumbfounded. Wei Haoran not only stole Master Kuyue's tea and spring water, but also stole his cassock. No wonder she didn't meet even a single person all the way down the mountain. It turned out that Wei Haoran used this cassock to block them all back. If Master Kuyue knew about it, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood.
"You two had a tryst on the mountain, and it prevented you from disaster. Shouldn't you feel sorry for it?" Wei Haoran said confidently.
"That's all, if you really feel sorry for it, patch it up and you can still wear it for a few more years." Wei Haoran tore off another piece of rabbit meat, bit it in his mouth and said vaguely.
As soon as we sat down, Ming came and asked, "What happened? How did Master Kuyue's cassock get torn?"
Hua Zhuo gave a few more instructions, just as the servant who had been sent to Ranxiang Residence to find a clean cloth bag came back. She carefully put the cassock in the cloth bag and wrapped it, making sure that no trace of it was exposed, and then she said angrily Looking at Wei Haoran, he said: "You are not allowed to go anywhere until your cassock is mended. Just wait here. Come two people and watch him. If he runs away, you are the only one I will ask."
"Why should I feel bad about it? What I should feel bad about is whether you are okay or not..."
“…”
"Seeing how anxious you are, the worst case scenario is that we'll have to make a new one. The old one won't go away, and the new one won't come in. You really think it's the one that has been passed down from Foguang Temple for hundreds of years, and you don't even look at the material it's made of. It's clearly this It’s something that was made just a few years ago, but it’s not gold clothing or silk. It can’t be passed down for hundreds of years without deterioration, so that’s a big deal.” Wei Haoran took a sip of wine, feeling pleased with himself.
Hua Zhuo turned around the Xishan Monument and was stunned when he saw this situation. Then he was dumbfounded. Wei Haoran not only stole Master Kuyue's tea and spring water, but also stole his cassock. No wonder she didn't meet even a single person all the way down the mountain. It turned out that Wei Haoran used this cassock to block them all back. If Master Kuyue knew about it, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood.
Hua Zhuo was too lazy to pay attention to Wei Haoran, otherwise she would be pissed to death by this bastard. She lowered her head and looked at the three holes carefully. After studying them for a while, she said, "I can mend these holes, but there is no suitable needle and thread here."
Zhuang Zheng was polite and courteous, but Hua Zhuo was speechless, so he had to give up, gather up his cloak, and leave the pavilion.
As soon as we sat down, Ming came and asked, "What happened? How did Master Kuyue's cassock get torn?"
Zhuang Zheng said: "My horse is fostered at Ranxiangju. What kind of needle and thread I need, I will go back to the city to buy it immediately."
Baxiu shrank her head and stuck out her tongue. She really didn't want to lie, but Ming was able to trick her into telling the truth with just a few words. However, Hua Zhuo didn't blame her. He had no intention of hiding it from Ming. The cassock could not be repaired in one or two hours. Although the closing time of the city gate would not be missed, Rongchang Hall still had to rely on Ming came to block those who doubted.
Hua Zhuo was too lazy to pay attention to Wei Haoran, otherwise she would be pissed to death by this bastard. She lowered her head and looked at the three holes carefully. After studying them for a while, she said, "I can mend these holes, but there is no suitable needle and thread here."
Zhuang Zheng stared at her smile, which was as clean and pure as the snow on the plum blossoms, reflecting the crystal light in the sunlight, and couldn't help but feel a little crazy.
Hua Zhuo was really annoyed with him. When he arrived at Ranxiang Residence, he opened an extra private room and asked Chen Ning to kick him in. He also ordered people to guard the door to prevent him from coming out.
"It's windy on the mountain. It's impossible to go up any further. Sister Shi, let's break the plum blossoms and go down the mountain."
Hua Zhuo blushed and wanted to answer but was too embarrassed to do so. Plum is the matchmaker, this young man really doesn’t understand or pretends not to understand.
"Chief Lieutenant Chen, please go to Ranxiang Residence and settle down in a private room. Baxiu, go to Aunt Ming and tell her that you may not be able to return to the city before the end of the day."
Zhuang Zheng said: "My horse is fostered at Ranxiangju. What kind of needle and thread I need, I will go back to the city to buy it immediately."
Zhuang Zheng stared at her smile, which was as clean and pure as the snow on the plum blossoms, reflecting the crystal light in the sunlight, and couldn't help but feel a little crazy.
Zhuang Zheng was polite and courteous, but Hua Zhuo was speechless, so he had to give up, gather up his cloak, and leave the pavilion.
They all knew in their hearts that this cassock could not be taken back for processing. They could only repair it here as soon as possible and let Wei Haoran take it back.
"I'll hold it for the young lady. These plum blossoms are so good. I'll put them in a white porcelain vase when I get home. They'll look best."
Zhuang Zheng carefully put away the sachet, nodded slightly, and said: "Don't worry, I will be back within half an hour."
This cassock was woven with six different red threads mixed together. She carefully pulled out each of the six different red threads by half an inch from the tear, then took off the sachet and put the red thread inside and handed it to Zhuang Zheng said: "The Tianyi Shop in Beijing has the most complete range of silk threads. You can go directly there and buy these six kinds of red threads. In addition, buy a foot of gold thread and a complete set of needles."
"Shimei, pay attention!"
Wei Haoran rolled his eyes and said nonchalantly: "It's just a cassock. It's already broken. What does it matter if there are a few more holes? It's just the name on it, broken cassock."
Hua Zhuo turned around the Xishan Monument and was stunned when he saw this situation. Then he was dumbfounded. Wei Haoran not only stole Master Kuyue's tea and spring water, but also stole his cassock. No wonder she didn't meet even a single person all the way down the mountain. It turned out that Wei Haoran used this cassock to block them all back. If Master Kuyue knew about it, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood.
Zhuang Zheng carefully put away the sachet, nodded slightly, and said: "Don't worry, I will be back within half an hour."
"Those who know me, Miss Hua also..."
Baxiu shrank her head and stuck out her tongue. She really didn't want to lie, but Ming was able to trick her into telling the truth with just a few words. However, Hua Zhuo didn't blame her. He had no intention of hiding it from Ming. The cassock could not be repaired in one or two hours. Although the closing time of the city gate would not be missed, Rongchang Hall still had to rely on Ming came to block those who doubted.
Who is this person? Hua Zhuo was so angry at Wei Haoran that he almost didn't know what to say.
"It's snowy on the road. It's better to go slower. It doesn't matter if you're a little late." Hua Zhuo warned quickly.
"Wei Haoran, you are also a dignified young master from an aristocratic family, and you are even more valued by Master Kuyue. Can you have some grace and don't act like a rogue..."
Who is this person? Hua Zhuo was so angry at Wei Haoran that he almost didn't know what to say.
Zhuang Zheng was polite and courteous, but Hua Zhuo was speechless, so he had to give up, gather up his cloak, and leave the pavilion.
The so-called scoundrels probably have such a shameless face...
“…”
After breaking off the plum blossoms, Zhuang Zheng carefully protected the flowers on the branches and brought them to Hua Zhuo.
After breaking off the plum blossoms, Zhuang Zheng carefully protected the flowers on the branches and brought them to Hua Zhuo.
"you… "
Zhuang Zheng looked at her with a slight smile on his lips, then turned around and ran towards Ranxiang Residence.
Zhuang Zheng was polite and courteous, but Hua Zhuo was speechless, so he had to give up, gather up his cloak, and leave the pavilion.
Hua Zhuo glanced out of the corner of his eye, and his face turned dark again. What kind of rosewood? It was obviously ordinary pine wood with a layer of purple paint on it. Also, was that bearskin? Whether rabbit skin is good or not, it is still the most common gray rabbit skin. The most important thing is that there are several traces of sparks on the gray rabbit skin.
"You two had a tryst on the mountain, and it prevented you from disaster. Shouldn't you feel sorry for it?" Wei Haoran said confidently.
Zhuang Zheng said: "My horse is fostered at Ranxiangju. What kind of needle and thread I need, I will go back to the city to buy it immediately."
"I'll hold it for the young lady. These plum blossoms are so good. I'll put them in a white porcelain vase when I get home. They'll look best."
"Chief Lieutenant Chen, please go to Ranxiang Residence and settle down in a private room. Baxiu, go to Aunt Ming and tell her that you may not be able to return to the city before the end of the day."
Hua Zhuo quickly turned over his cassock and saw that his face suddenly turned dark. There was not one hole, but three.
Zhuang Zheng carefully put away the sachet, nodded slightly, and said: "Don't worry, I will be back within half an hour."
"Why should I feel bad about it? What I should feel bad about is whether you are okay or not..."
Hua Zhuo gave a few more instructions, just as the servant who had been sent to Ranxiang Residence to find a clean cloth bag came back. She carefully put the cassock in the cloth bag and wrapped it, making sure that no trace of it was exposed, and then she said angrily Looking at Wei Haoran, he said: "You are not allowed to go anywhere until your cassock is mended. Just wait here. Come two people and watch him. If he runs away, you are the only one I will ask."
Zhuang Zheng looked at her with a slight smile on his lips, then turned around and ran towards Ranxiang Residence.
"Seeing how anxious you are, the worst case scenario is that we'll have to make a new one. The old one won't go away, and the new one won't come in. You really think it's the one that has been passed down from Foguang Temple for hundreds of years, and you don't even look at the material it's made of. It's clearly this It’s something that was made just a few years ago, but it’s not gold clothing or silk. It can’t be passed down for hundreds of years without deterioration, so that’s a big deal.” Wei Haoran took a sip of wine, feeling pleased with himself.
Hua Zhuo quickly turned over his cassock and saw that his face suddenly turned dark. There was not one hole, but three.
"It's snowy on the road. It's better to go slower. It doesn't matter if you're a little late." Hua Zhuo warned quickly.
What made him frown was not Wei Haoran's virtue, but a wooden sign erected next to the Taishi's chair, which read: I own this mountain, and I occupy this road. If you want to live your life from now on, there is no way! What makes people vomit blood is that the wooden sign is also covered with a cassock. It is red and has a ten thousand character pattern embroidered with gold thread. As long as you are in Beijing, everyone knows that this cassock represents the "mantle" of the Foguang Temple. The word "clothing" in it.
Only then did I realize that it was right to take a few more people with you when going out. Otherwise, no one would be watching Wei Haoran. When he finished mending his cassock, this bastard didn't know where he had gone. Do you want her to send the cassock back in person? What will you tell Master Kuyue then? Anyway, she didn't have the face to say it.
Zhuang Zheng looked at her with a slight smile on his lips, then turned around and ran towards Ranxiang Residence.
As soon as we sat down, Ming came and asked, "What happened? How did Master Kuyue's cassock get torn?"
"I'll hold it for the young lady. These plum blossoms are so good. I'll put them in a white porcelain vase when I get home. They'll look best."
They all knew in their hearts that this cassock could not be taken back for processing. They could only repair it here as soon as possible and let Wei Haoran take it back.
Zhuang Zheng looked at her with a slight smile on his lips, then turned around and ran towards Ranxiang Residence.
The so-called scoundrels probably have such a shameless face...
"Hey... Miss Hua, you are so cruel, you actually let me blow the northwest wind here... You have to say that I have no merit but hard work, at least you can open a private room for me to keep warm in it... "
"Miss... look, there is a hole burned here by the sparks." Baxiu screamed with sharp eyes.
“…”
"Uncle, uncle...this plum blossom blooms the best. Please break it off and give it to my young lady."
Zhuang Zheng looked at her with a slight smile on his lips, then turned around and ran towards Ranxiang Residence.
Wei Haoran stuffed the wine glass into his arms, holding the wine pot in one hand and the roast rabbit in the other. He followed Hua Zhuo shamelessly, not forgetting to instruct the two servants who were looking at him, "You guys lift the Taishi chair." Hold...be careful, this is rosewood, and it is covered with bear skin. If it gets damaged a little bit, you won't be able to afford the compensation if I sell it..."
After breaking off the plum blossoms, Zhuang Zheng carefully protected the flowers on the branches and brought them to Hua Zhuo.
This cassock was woven with six different red threads mixed together. She carefully pulled out each of the six different red threads by half an inch from the tear, then took off the sachet and put the red thread inside and handed it to Zhuang Zheng said: "The Tianyi Shop in Beijing has the most complete range of silk threads. You can go directly there and buy these six kinds of red threads. In addition, buy a foot of gold thread and a complete set of needles."
Hua Zhuo glanced out of the corner of his eye, and his face turned dark again. What kind of rosewood? It was obviously ordinary pine wood with a layer of purple paint on it. Also, was that bearskin? Whether rabbit skin is good or not, it is still the most common gray rabbit skin. The most important thing is that there are several traces of sparks on the gray rabbit skin.
"Miss... look, there is a hole burned here by the sparks." Baxiu screamed with sharp eyes.
Does Master Kuyue really have such a big influence on Mr. Zhuang? Thinking about how Hua Yiren came out smoothly as soon as she sent Master Kuyue's name sticker to Rongchang Hall, Hua Zhuo suddenly realized that it seemed that she still didn't fully realize the value of Master Kuyue. No wonder Zhuang Zheng wanted to take her there at that time. Seeing Master Kuyue, he acted solemnly and cautiously. That old monk was clearly the God of Poseidon.
"It's windy on the mountain. It's impossible to go up any further. Sister Shi, let's break the plum blossoms and go down the mountain."
"Wei Haoran, you are also a dignified young master from an aristocratic family, and you are even more valued by Master Kuyue. Can you have some grace and don't act like a rogue..."
This cassock was woven with six different red threads mixed together. She carefully pulled out each of the six different red threads by half an inch from the tear, then took off the sachet and put the red thread inside and handed it to Zhuang Zheng said: "The Tianyi Shop in Beijing has the most complete range of silk threads. You can go directly there and buy these six kinds of red threads. In addition, buy a foot of gold thread and a complete set of needles."
"You two had a tryst on the mountain, and it prevented you from disaster. Shouldn't you feel sorry for it?" Wei Haoran said confidently.
Wei Haoran rolled his eyes and said nonchalantly: "It's just a cassock. It's already broken. What does it matter if there are a few more holes? It's just the name on it, broken cassock."
Does Master Kuyue really have such a big influence on Mr. Zhuang? Thinking about how Hua Yiren came out smoothly as soon as she sent Master Kuyue's name sticker to Rongchang Hall, Hua Zhuo suddenly realized that it seemed that she still didn't fully realize the value of Master Kuyue. No wonder Zhuang Zheng wanted to take her there at that time. Seeing Master Kuyue, he acted solemnly and cautiously. That old monk was clearly the God of Poseidon.
"You two had a tryst on the mountain, and it prevented you from disaster. Shouldn't you feel sorry for it?" Wei Haoran said confidently.
"Those who know me, Miss Hua also..."
Chen Ning nodded slightly and called a servant to give some instructions.
This cassock was woven with six different red threads mixed together. She carefully pulled out each of the six different red threads by half an inch from the tear, then took off the sachet and put the red thread inside and handed it to Zhuang Zheng said: "The Tianyi Shop in Beijing has the most complete range of silk threads. You can go directly there and buy these six kinds of red threads. In addition, buy a foot of gold thread and a complete set of needles."
"I'll hold it for the young lady. These plum blossoms are so good. I'll put them in a white porcelain vase when I get home. They'll look best."
Thinking of this, she finally felt relieved, smiled, and said, "I understand, thank you Brother Zhuang for your guidance."
The so-called scoundrels probably have such a shameless face...
Zhuang Zheng looked at her with a slight smile on his lips, then turned around and ran towards Ranxiang Residence.
They all knew in their hearts that this cassock could not be taken back for processing. They could only repair it here as soon as possible and let Wei Haoran take it back.
"This is a mantle. No matter how arrogant you are, you can't do this." Zhuang Zheng also made this cousin's face sink. No matter how virtuous and respected Master Kuyue is, he is afraid that he will be saddled with someone who cannot care for him because of this. People outside the country don't value fame and wealth, but they value money and wealth as much as life.
Baxiu took the plum blossom regardless, and Hua Zhuo couldn't help but stare at her again. Is this girl really coquettish or pretending to be coquettish? She just encouraged Zhuang Zheng to break the plum blossoms, but she actually made her own decision.
Hua Zhuo was too lazy to pay attention to Wei Haoran, otherwise she would be pissed to death by this bastard. She lowered her head and looked at the three holes carefully. After studying them for a while, she said, "I can mend these holes, but there is no suitable needle and thread here."
Hua Zhuo was really annoyed with him. When he arrived at Ranxiang Residence, he opened an extra private room and asked Chen Ning to kick him in. He also ordered people to guard the door to prevent him from coming out.
Thinking of this, she finally felt relieved, smiled, and said, "I understand, thank you Brother Zhuang for your guidance."
"Shimei, pay attention!"
Baxiu took the plum blossom regardless, and Hua Zhuo couldn't help but stare at her again. Is this girl really coquettish or pretending to be coquettish? She just encouraged Zhuang Zheng to break the plum blossoms, but she actually made her own decision.
"Shimei, pay attention!"
"Seeing how anxious you are, the worst case scenario is that we'll have to make a new one. The old one won't go away, and the new one won't come in. You really think it's the one that has been passed down from Foguang Temple for hundreds of years, and you don't even look at the material it's made of. It's clearly this It’s something that was made just a few years ago, but it’s not gold clothing or silk. It can’t be passed down for hundreds of years without deterioration, so that’s a big deal.” Wei Haoran took a sip of wine, feeling pleased with himself.
As soon as we sat down, Ming came and asked, "What happened? How did Master Kuyue's cassock get torn?"
"Uncle, uncle...this plum blossom blooms the best. Please break it off and give it to my young lady."
"This is a mantle. No matter how arrogant you are, you can't do this." Zhuang Zheng also made this cousin's face sink. No matter how virtuous and respected Master Kuyue is, he is afraid that he will be saddled with someone who cannot care for him because of this. People outside the country don't value fame and wealth, but they value money and wealth as much as life.
Baxiu took the plum blossom regardless, and Hua Zhuo couldn't help but stare at her again. Is this girl really coquettish or pretending to be coquettish? She just encouraged Zhuang Zheng to break the plum blossoms, but she actually made her own decision.
"Wei Haoran, you are also a dignified young master from an aristocratic family, and you are even more valued by Master Kuyue. Can you have some grace and don't act like a rogue..."
She didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she quickly stepped forward to take off the cassock, folded it carefully, turned to Chen Ning and said, "Have someone go to Ranxiang Residence and ask if there is a clean cloth bag."
"Brother Wei Shi, you are too... bold."
Baxiu shrank her head and stuck out her tongue. She really didn't want to lie, but Ming was able to trick her into telling the truth with just a few words. However, Hua Zhuo didn't blame her. He had no intention of hiding it from Ming. The cassock could not be repaired in one or two hours. Although the closing time of the city gate would not be missed, Rongchang Hall still had to rely on Ming came to block those who doubted.
"Third cousin, why are you still here?"
Hua Zhuo blushed and wanted to answer but was too embarrassed to do so. Plum is the matchmaker, this young man really doesn’t understand or pretends not to understand.
Chen Ning nodded slightly and called a servant to give some instructions.
Zhuang Zheng carefully put away the sachet, nodded slightly, and said: "Don't worry, I will be back within half an hour."
Hua Zhuo was really annoyed with him. When he arrived at Ranxiang Residence, he opened an extra private room and asked Chen Ning to kick him in. He also ordered people to guard the door to prevent him from coming out.