Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

In order to prepare for the garden party, Ling Qingyu did not go out the next day and stayed at home to recuperate while looking at the account books that had been accumulated for many days.

Yang Zhao and He Li went to the Ministry of War with their soldiers early in the morning. After renewing their posts, they invited some colleagues to a restaurant to have a drink and bond with each other. He used to disdain to do such things, but now he put down his dignity and said that he wanted to invite them. When people eat wine, it is really surprising.

But now he is no longer the young general who served under the Yang family, but a young general who is really responsible for his role. Now that he is so knowledgeable, his colleagues happily go together, and then privately receive the message secretly handed over by He Li. The red envelope made me even more happy, General Yang finally got the idea!

Everyone enjoyed the wine and dinner, and Yang Zhao and He Li went to visit some of their old relationships without stopping. The civil and military affairs of the Great Zhou Dynasty each had their own systems. There were generals like Yang Zhao who actually led troops, and there were also Jingan Hou Weiyuan Hou Ningyuan Hou. There are many meritorious positions, and there are some retired generals.

With the courtesy of a descendant, Yang Zhao did not go except to the Jing'an Marquis Mansion, but sent greeting cards to everyone else. If no one was around, he would leave the gifts. If there were more people around, he would be invited in. Yang Zhao did not talk much and was polite. Just say a few words and give the gift and leave.

After such a circle, the old generals all nodded. This Yang Zhao, after all, has become more stable after things happened. Most of them are filling their posts, and they are willing to be friends with military leaders like him. This way, if their own children want to develop in the army in the future, they can also A response.

It's just that everyone knows about Yang Zhao's request for a favor from the palace, and they all understand the emperor's intention of not wanting Yang Zhao to find a wife with a background. No one is stupid enough to bring up the matter of marriage.

After Marquis Jing'an found out that Yang Zhao had walked around but not come to him, he returned to the backyard and scolded his wife.

Ling Qingyu checked the account books at home, then calculated the areas that could be expanded later, and took another nap. After getting up in the afternoon, he leaned on the soft couch in Nuan Pavilion and read a book.

Master, there is Miss Su outside asking for an audience. Xie Sanlang walked in and said. Because he is young, he has no role to play and can only stay at home.

Miss Su? Su Wanyun? Come in quickly. Ling Qingyu said hurriedly, getting ready to get up.

I'm not an outsider, just lie down. Are you tired of reading the account books this morning? Yan San blocked her and put a soft support behind her, saying.

When Su Wanyun walked into Nuan Pavilion, she saw Ling Qingyu, who was leaning on the soft couch with a pale face and covered with a soft quilt. She unconsciously asked: Sister, what's wrong?

Sit down quickly, I'm just suffering from a little bit of wind and cold. Ling Qingyu said with a smile.

Yan San put the new tea on the table, then closed the door and stood outside.

Su Wanyun looked at Yan San's pine-like figure standing in the yard and said, Where is the other one?

Seeing Yu'er looking at him expectantly, Ling Qingyu smiled and said, Oh, I'm sorry, Yan Qi had something to do and didn't come with me.

Su Wanyun smiled at her maid and said: Give up. Seeing Ling Qingyu's questioning look, she said to her again: As my maid, my aunt wants to betroth her to my cousin's boy, but she is unwilling. To you I’ve never forgotten that guard.”

Ling Qingyu smiled and didn't answer. If she didn't know Yan Qi's thoughts, she might have asked Yan Qi. But now that she knows, if Yan Qi finds someone to marry in the future, she will naturally have nothing to do with it. , but it would be too heartbreaking for her to say it.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Su Wanyun knew that this matter was definitely not going to work. She sighed in her heart and changed the subject: Sister didn't tell me when she came. I only found out yesterday when my eldest cousin mentioned it.

How did your eldest cousin know that I came to Bianjing? Ling Qingyu asked curiously.

It was said that when I went out to have a drink with Mr. Zhao and the others, I saw Dong Yanei trying to snatch your slave, but Mr. Fan and Mr. Zhao saved you. Su Wanyun covered her mouth and smiled. At that time, Su Wen was talking about how beautiful the boy was, how Fan Zheng made Dong Yanei suffer, and how Zhao Yinfeng beat Dong Yanei. The only thing she heard in that episode was that the businesswoman surnamed Ling, Then he privately went to find the Ling family's silver shop in Panlou, and met Han Xie who happened to be picking up goods there, and then found the place.

Master. Sum called from outside. Hearing Ling Qingyu's call to come in, he opened the curtain and placed a plate of five-color dried fruits and five-color snacks on the table.

Su Wanyun's eyes widened. This young man was indeed beautiful. No wonder Dong Yanei knew that Fan Zheng and the others were there and still used force to rob him. It's just that Dong Yanei is famous for abusing those boys. If he were really snatched away, he would probably become a broken corpse in less than a month.

Thinking of this, after the young man withdrew, Su Wanyun said: Sister, you really have to be careful about that Dong Yanei. He is famous for abusing beautiful young people. Many of his servants have died, just because he is House slaves, and it was only because of Prime Minister Dong and the Queen that no one was ever held accountable.

Well, I won't stay in Bianjing for long. I will leave after the New Year. I will try to avoid him. Ling Qingyu nodded, and then asked: How are you? Has your family appointed someone for you?

Su Wanyun's face suddenly fell, and she said: Hey, not yet. No, tomorrow I will be taken to Xiao's Plum Garden to see Xiang Xiang. Why do I feel like a commodity on that stall, being sold to others over and over again? Look over?

Ling Qingyu burst into laughter. She understood this feeling very well. Did she think that back then, her family had treated her like cabbage in the market and went on a blind date?

Su Wanyun glanced at her and said, What's so funny?

Tomorrow is the Xiao family's plum garden. I happen to be going there too. How about I help you look at each other? Ling Qingyu said with a smile.

You also have a post? Su Wanyun asked curiously. The Xiao family's plum appreciation party is not something ordinary people can go to.

That's not true, but our Ling family will be the supporter of tomorrow's plum appreciation party. Ling Qingyu said.

Ah? Su Wanyun opened her mouth and shouted in surprise.

We originally did some pre-publicity for the opening of the Silver Building, but Mrs. Xiao just raised the bar. Ling Qingyu took a sip of tea and said.

Su Wanyun has been staying in Bianjing for a year, and she is no longer the innocent little girl she used to be. She also knows some things about the backyard, and said: I'm afraid Mrs. Xiao wants to harm you, right? As far as I know, go There are quite a few people there.”

I'm not afraid, even Mrs. Xiao is not afraid. I'm even more afraid! Ling Qingyu raised his head and said, not to mention that everyone will wear masks tomorrow, who knows who.

Come on, come on, let me reveal it to you. Ling Qingyu asked Su Wanyun to come closer, and then told her about tomorrow's arrangements. Su Wanyun's eyes opened wider and wider as she spoke, and finally sighed: Sister, can I praise you?

Go and praise Brother Han, it's all his fault. Ling Qingyu covered her mouth and smiled.

Hey. Su Wanyun sighed, picked up the tea cup and drank tea without making any sound.

Ling Qingyu was stunned for a moment, and then took a closer look at her. It turned out that the innocent little girl also had a lot of sadness on her face. She thought she had not been very happy this year, so she said: I will help you take a look tomorrow. Look, Jia Erlang’s conduct is good.”

Yes. Su Wanyun nodded, and then told Ling Qingyu about some noble ladies she knew and their taboos.

The eldest lady of the Wang family has been betrothed to the second prince, but it has not yet been decided. Speaking of which, it is said that Zhao Yinfeng, who saved you, is very infatuated with Wang Huilan and has been waiting for her. He is now twenty-one years old. It's a pity that Wang Huilan didn't get married. She really doesn't know how to cherish her. Dong Yuanxiang, the daughter of the Dong family, is very domineering. She is the niece of the queen, and her eyes are so long that they reach the sky. I heard that she likes Mr. Zhao, the Duke of Zhenguo, and she has always wanted to marry him. According to the Queen's marriage, I heard that the eldest son Zhao was engaged to the second lady of the Wang family a few days ago, and all the things in the house were destroyed. Miss Cheng Yuqin of the Cheng family is a good person, and she is very kind. Her brother Cheng Jia is the youngest number one scholar in our Zhou Dynasty, but he is being stared at by all the ladies in the capital. Bala, bala, bala...

Ling Qingyu's head felt dizzy after hearing this, and his mind was filled with thoughts of this young lady and that young lady, it was a mess.

Yan San frowned slightly outside. Ling Qingyu's body needed to rest, and thinking about things was the most troublesome, so Han Jue and Zheng Xi would not come to her with official matters during this period, but this little girl is really Annoying.

After winking at Xie Sanlang, Xie Sanlang looked around and saw that Yan San's face began to turn cold. He quickly opened the door curtain and said to Ling Qingyu, Master, you need to take medicine.

Su Wanyun stopped then, and suddenly remembered that Ling Qingyu was still seriously ill, and said hurriedly: I'm sorry, sister, I forgot about it.

You are doing it for my own good. There are so many noble ladies, and it will be troublesome to offend any of them tomorrow. Ling Qingyu said with a smile.

Forget it, don't worry about it. I'll come early tomorrow to be with you. If anything goes wrong, I'll just remind you. It's getting late, so I'll take my leave first. Su Wanyun stood up and said.

Ling Qingyu stood up and walked her to the courtyard gate. After she left, he smiled helplessly at Yan San and said, She means well.

Yes. Yan San responded. If he hadn't been kind, he would have gone in and chased the people away.

Seeing that her face was a little pale, Yan San picked her up, swept her back to the bedroom, and said, Take a nap. I'll call you after dinner.

Yes. Ling Qingyu responded, lying on the bed, and pulled the corner of Yan San's clothes and said, Stay with me.

I'm here. Yan San held her hand and sat on the bedside, her heart aching slightly. She had never been like this before. She was so energetic that she couldn't even do anything, but now she could just use her brain or take a walk. , you will be exhausted.

It snowed again that night. Although it was not very heavy, it also dyed the plum garden with a beautiful color. The plum blossoms were particularly delicate against the snow.

The garden party started in the afternoon. After lunch, Ling Qingyu went to the Plum Garden first and sat down in the innermost nurturing pavilion by the lake. The location of this nurturing pavilion was hidden behind a few large plum trees by the lake, but the view was good. You can see all other places, especially the Bundou Platform and the Projection Platform opposite the small lake.

An orange lantern was hung outside the Nuan Pavilion to indicate that there was someone inside. This was Cheng Jia's suggestion. There were enough Nuan Pavilions in the Merlin. Hanging a lantern to show one's identity could also prevent hostile or very different people from entering the same Nuan Pavilion.

Ling Qingyu, the orange lantern outside the Nuan Pavilion, was of the lowest rank. It was estimated that no noble ladies would come in, so he took off his cloak and leaned on the soft couch.

Yan San added another brazier, touched her hand to see if it was warm enough, and said, Do you like that prize?

What? Ling Qingyu was stunned for a moment, then he remembered the prize he saw on the projection platform, which was a string of silver jewelry and a headdress made of small clusters of jasmine flowers. It was very delicate and cute, and nodded: Well, that one is beautiful.

What's so beautiful? Han Ye opened the curtain and came in, asking.

Remember to make one more prize for me on the projection platform... Ling Qingyu smiled, but became speechless when he saw Cheng Jia walking in from behind Han Xie.

Cheng Jia clenched his fist to his lips and coughed slightly, as if he didn't see Ling Qingyu, who was leaning on the soft couch with one hand supporting the backrest and supporting his chin, and the other hand on his leg that was half propped on the soft couch, and walked straight to Qin'an. Kneel down and sit down.

Ling Qingyu retracted his legs, put down his hands, sat down properly, and glanced at Han Xing with a sad look.

Han Zong smiled helplessly and said, Han still has something to do, so I won't accompany the boss anymore. He turned around and ran away.

I'm going to get some food. Yan San put Qiu Yi on her lap, said something, and then opened the curtain and went out.

Headmaster Ling can do whatever you want. After adjusting a few notes, Cheng Jia said without raising his head.

Okay? Ling Qingyu's eyes suddenly lit up and he asked.

Okay. A smile appeared at the corner of Cheng Jia's mouth. This woman, who was sitting so casually just now, was full of freehand expressions. Now, she is like a stiff stone slab. I guess she has never been used to these rigid rules. It's really... It's enviable.

That's good, Ling Qingyu immediately leaned back and said to the outside: Sumu Thirteen, don't let outsiders in.

Yes. There was a voice from outside.

Am I an outsider? Cheng Jia asked with a smile.

Can I drive you away? Ling Qingyu asked back.

Cheng Jia smiled but did not answer. He flicked his fingers, and a string of notes floated out. Long and far away, accompanied by the fragrance of plum blossoms and white snow, a faint rhyme spread slowly, making people calm down unconsciously. Then get addicted to it.