Yun Yanhui was just sitting back when she heard Zheng Ling say, "It's a pity, there is food but no wine, otherwise the moon will be brighter."
Yun Yan replied: "You are not from Kaifeng Mansion, you are not subject to the ban, I will ask someone to give you a jar."
Zheng Ling's eyes lit up, and then he said regretfully, "It's just that I drink alone, what's the point of drinking alone? Speaking of which, I rarely see Brother Yan drinking wine. It would be a little interesting if I could pour you a drink."
Yun Yan returned with a weird smile, "It's okay, you can drink with Xiaochu. If you win, I'll accompany you to drink. I don't have to take turns tonight, just the party."
Zheng Ling: "Oh? Really?"
"..." Zhao Yunchu covered his face, a little desperate.
Zheng Ling, Zheng Ling, why don't you think about it? If you don't have to take turns at night, it doesn't mean you can drink. Is it possible to manage the party and drink? Brother Yan said this, obviously because he couldn't get drunk with you!
Finally, the wine came, but Zhao Yunchu refused to drink with him, knowing that Zheng Ling's drinking capacity was stronger than his.
Yun Yan returned to drink with Zheng Ling by herself, and whispered to Zhao Yunchu before drinking, "I'll give you a trick that won't get you drunk."
Zhao Yunchu: "..."
Zheng Ling was so drunk, Zhao Yunchu said bitterly, "You won't ask me to carry him later."
"Who aren't you?" Yun Yan replied with a smile. Zheng Ling's alcohol intake was stronger than Zhao Yunchu's, but it was also limited. He was only blushing a little now.
After the party, Yun Yan supported Zheng Ling back, told Zhao Yunchu to carry him, and then walked out, preparing to send Zheng Ling back first.
At this time, the moon was in the middle of the sky, and it was getting late, Yun Yan opened the back door, but was stunned.
Because the streets outside are still full of onlookers, there are still many people who set up stalls here to sell snacks and so on. If you don’t mention this scene, you really think it’s a night market!
Yun Yanhui didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Where there are people, there is business.
Kaifeng Mansion was supposed to evacuate the crowd after the party, but who knew that everyone was reluctant to leave. No, just work overtime to take off the lights. However, the masses regretted that Yu Mingyue was gone, but they refused to leave.
- Originally, I went to the night market to watch the lights on the Mid-Autumn Festival, but now that the lights are over, the night market has already formed around me, why do you want to leave
The officials of the Kaifeng government were also speechless, so they had to send more staff to maintain order at the temporary night market at the entrance.
It was only a few hours. Who would have thought that there would be a night market in front of the front and rear gates of Kaifeng Mansion, which was not inferior to that of Wazi in Beijing, and it was very lively.
Yun Yanhui and Zhao Yunchu took Zheng Ling through the crowded night market to Zheng's house.
As he was far away from the vicinity of Fengfu, the surroundings became quiet, and there was a sense of quietness in the middle of the night. The cold moon hangs coldly in the night sky, and the cool breeze in the night after the white dew blows the chrysanthemums planted by the roadside, bringing the faint fragrance of flowers.
Zhao Yunchu was unwilling to carry Zheng Ling on his back. Originally, it should have been easy with his strength, but now his steps are heavy. Suddenly a gust of wind blew, Zhao Yunchu heard the "Yeah" reply from Yunyan next to him, and hurriedly asked what was wrong.
Yun Yanhui stopped and rubbed her fingers on her eyes, "It seems like sand has entered..."
"Don't rub it, I'll help you blow it!" Zhao Yunchu hurriedly held Yun Yanhui's face.
Yun Yan replied, "Ah, thank you..." Just after she finished speaking, she felt something was wrong, "Damn it. Xiaoling!"
Zheng Ling sat on the ground and shouted "Ouch", Zhao Yunchu held Yun Yanhui's face with both hands, didn't he lose Zheng Ling!
Yun Yan opened one eye, Zhao Yunchu held his face, and he couldn't move, only that eye looked at Zheng Ling.
After Zhao Yunchu had finished blowing it to him, he let go, Yun Yan returned and squatted down, "Are you alright?"
Zheng Ling was lying on the ground with his limbs wide open at this time, not knowing whether he was awake or drunk, and muttered, "I don't want to go home..."
Looking back, Yun Yan felt distressed and said, "Your family is so unenlightened, I won't talk about my mother, what's wrong with painting, painting is very good, we are all great artists, how many people Specially send children to school."
Zhao Yunchu said blankly, "Is there any?"
Yun Yan ignored it, looked at Zheng Ling and said, "Xiao Ling, no matter what you do, my uncle will support you. If you want to pursue your dreams, I can support you!"
Zheng Ling seemed to have listened in, and said tearfully, "Brother Yan, only you say that..."
Zhao Yunchu also said tearfully: "Brother Yan, I also have a dream..."
"..." Yun Yanhui looked at him angrily, the atmosphere was ruined by him, "Forget it, pick him up and take him home."
Yun Yanhui and Zhao Yunchu climbed over the wall and entered Zheng's house again. They went outside Zheng Ling's room in the dark. They opened the window and were about to raise people to let people in. Suddenly, the candle was brightly lit inside. Halfway up, he looked at Yun Yan back coldly.
Yun Yan let go of her hand in return, and Zheng Ling leaned against him, standing weakly under her feet.
Zheng Xun said sternly: "Niezi, you still know how to come back?!"
Zheng Ling was startled and almost fell to the ground. Jiu was also woken up, holding Yun Yanhui's hand and standing up straight, looking up at his father, summoning up his courage and saying, "Yes, I want to tell you, if you Force me, I won't come back!"
Zheng Xun said with a dark face: "What did you say?"
Zheng Ling stammered: "I, I just want to enter the art academy. I don't want to stay in Honglu Temple. If you force me again, I will leave. Our family has this tradition!"
Zheng Xun was almost out of anger. How strict is their family style, it is already amazing to have a Zheng Ping. How dare Zheng Ling say that this is a tradition
Zheng Xun wanted to use the soles of his shoes to slap people on the spot, but he never taught his sons to outsiders, so he said to Yun Yanhui and Zhao Yunchu: "Please come back, two people, I will ask someone to take you out of the door."
Yun Yanhui and Zhao Yunchu were both a little embarrassed, especially Zheng Xun's emphasis on the last four words.
As the traditional son that Zheng Ling mentioned, Yun Yan thought back and said to Zheng Xun, "Fighting won't solve any problems, Lord Lang, how can you know that the Zheng family will not be able to make a name for himself in history after a hundred and a thousand years?"
Zheng Xun was in a daze, Yun Yan smiled and added again: "Or because of my mother."
Before Zheng Xun could react, Yun Yanhui had already dragged Zhao Yunchu away.
Zheng Xun: "..."
Damn, the mouth is too poisonous, what is Fang Neng? Does this mean that it is now completely impossible to leave a trace in history
.
The next day, Yun Yanhui rolled up and woke up, touched a body, opened his eyes, and remembered after thinking for a long time. After sending Zheng Ling back last night, it was too late. Zhao Yunchu went back, and Zhao Yunchu slept here all night.
Zhao Yunchu was sleeping right now, holding a corner of the quilt in his arms.
Yun Yanhui sat up a little stunned, and Zhao Yunchu was woken up by the movement. This fellow sat up suddenly, shouting, "The court is going to be late!"
Yun Yan yawned back, "I won't go to court today, the Mid-Autumn Festival is off."
Zhao Yunchu Fang woke up and rubbed his head, "Brother Yan, you drank alcohol last night, are you feeling well today?"
Presumably at this time, Zheng Ling should have a headache because of the hangover.
"Drink some wine before going to bed to sleep better." Yun Yan replied, about to get up, because Zhao Yunchu was sleeping on the outside, so he had to climb over Zhao Yunchu's body.
After stepping over, Yun Yan went back to get out of bed and put on her shoes, by the way, without turning her head, she said, "You have a morning tree. If you dare to get in my quilt again, don't even think about going out alive."
"..." Zhao Yunchu's face flushed red.
Yun Yan went home at the back door of Kaifeng Mansion. The whole family saw the movement last night. They knew that Yun Yanhui was busy with the party before, but they didn't know that he had made it so big.
When Yun Yan came back, Zheng Ping just bought the meat, and said with a sigh, "Now in the streets and alleys, everyone is talking about Kaifeng Yueming and Benyuewu last night. Kaifeng Mansion is incredible this time."
"That's great." Yun Yan thought back to himself, and now his things can be sold at a high price.
Although the female family members of the family were not able to attend the banquet last night, the dishes for the reunion banquet at home were all prepared by Yun Yanhui from the back kitchen alone. Zheng Ping liked crab stuffed orange very much. Therefore, Zheng Ping also praised: "Last night's dishes were good and the performance was wonderful, Bao Shaoyin must be very satisfied, right?"
"It's not just satisfaction, Shao Yin is happy, haha, it's just that the door was blocked last night, which made people a little distressed." The temporary night market that went to the door last night at least dissipated in the middle of the night.
Yun Yan replied firmly: "You look at it, the good ones are still in the back."
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Yun Yanhui had breakfast with his family and Zhao Yunchu, told Zhao Yunchu to go home, and went to Kaifeng Mansion by himself. Zhao Yunchu had a fake, but they did not have it in Kaifeng Mansion.
As a result, when they arrived at Kaifeng Mansion, they saw that the back door was crowded, but this time it was not a commoner. When looking at clothes, they were all businessmen.
The back door was open, and people were allowed to enter to sue the official, but these people obviously did not come to sue the official, but to seek business cooperation, so the back door was temporarily closed to prevent them from breaking in without authorization.
Yun Yan knocked on the door and went in, and Bao Zheng looked for him. Upon seeing it, Gongsun Ce was also there, discussing what to do with the merchants outside.
These people, all want to beg for the lights last night.
Two things exploded last night, the moon lantern and the dance to the moon. Now Shui Niang is much more popular than the Kaifeng mansion. Her name has spread all over Bianjing with the dance of the moon, and her worth is dwindling. Up, the itinerary is instantly arranged to three months later.
On this side, since this place is a government office, it is relatively deserted. Originally, the Chinese people's copycat skills are the strongest. Although everyone didn't see it up close last night, as long as you know this idea, you can easily plagiarize it.
However, the problem is that this thing was introduced by Kaifeng House, which is in charge of the capital. Who knows if such a lamp was the idea of an official? Or would they mind
If Kaifeng Mansion is unhappy with other people's plagiarism, and finds fault, these people will not be able to continue their business. Therefore, they will come to Kaifeng Mansion to ask for a lamp and see what the regulations of Kaifeng Mansion are.
Gongsun Ce said, "Naturally, the one with the highest price will get it."
Yun Yanhui also agreed, "Shao Yin, this is our activity fund. With money, we can create a better life for everyone, buy better equipment, organize better activities, and earn more money. money…”
Bao Zheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You guys, I didn't say no, it's a lamp made by the two of you with everyone in the house. It's a matter of course."
Yun Yan returned to the overjoyed, and hurriedly said: "Mr. Gongsun, let's go, then let's kill people."
When Bao Zheng heard this, he almost panicked, "Kill people?"
"It's full of black words." Gongsun Ce said lightly, and knocked him on the head.
"Mr. Gongsun, my head is precious, so I can't knock it casually." Yun Yan rubbed her head back, wanting to say something slang, which has become a common language in later generations.
Together with Gongsun Ce, Yun Yanhui brought in the merchants outside for a detailed discussion.
Who knows that these business people are extremely shrewd and don't want to auction, because they don't plan to get it alone, but plan to raise funds to buy the copyright of this lamp, even if they pay the protection fee together.
Not only that, but they also want to lower prices.
"After all, this is a bright moon lantern. After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the effect will not be so good, and it should not be the case, and there are only a few who can afford to buy and use it..."
The representatives they sent talked eloquently.
Gongsun Ce shook his head and said, "How can it be a minority, even if it is only sold to the wealthy businessmen of the princes in Bianjing, it is enough to make a profit, and you can still change the style in terms of styles."
With his back to Kaifeng Mansion, Yun Yanhui was naturally unafraid, he smiled and shook his finger and made a knife, "Yes, although the Mid-Autumn Festival is over, if you guys scale down this lamp and make it into various sizes, the smallest such as With all kinds of lanterns with such a big head, there are many people who can afford them. People in Bianjing are talking about the Kaifeng Mingyue last night, and people in Bianjing are all your guests. You can always afford a small moon, right?"
Everyone was speechless, unable to refute, and couldn't help thinking whether he had prepared this move long ago.
Yun Yan returned with a sly smile, "Now, let's talk about how much you are willing to pay."
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During the Mid-Autumn Festival, Kaifeng Mansion’s lantern and bright moon stunned the capital. Within three days after the Mid-Autumn Festival, various merchants launched the original large version, lantern version, courtyard decoration version, wall-mounted version, exquisite palm version and other sizes of bright moon lanterns. Its name is Kaifeng Lamp, which is both a commemoration and a natural advertisement.
The price of these small ones is quite close to the people, and the people of Bianjing naturally flocked to buy Kaifeng lamps.
For a while, the moon is not full, but the full moon hangs in everyone's house in Bianjing!