The old lady is reborn

Many people saw Old Madam Song Ying standing at the door of the single room at the end of the second floor, welcoming the two world-famous people.

Although this single room is on the second floor, it is the largest single room on the entire third floor.

This single room has its own staircase and naturally has its own corridor.

After the two elders and grandmother went in, Rong Yunmiao did not close the door of the single room. After she went in, two flying eagles appeared silently and stood at the stairs not far away, which was equivalent to sealing that section of the corridor and the single room behind it.

Lin Yindi said to Han Qinghua: "It turns out that it's not because of your family. That makes sense. Otherwise, why would you still be sitting here?

But at this moment, I really envy your wife, I also want to be in that single room."

Han Qinghua thought to himself: Do you think I don’t want to?

Yan Hui exclaimed: "In the past, the imperial tutor's family was truly full of great scholars."

Yue Heng couldn't help but ponder the bow and arrow: "It would be great if I could have a bow made by Mr. Gongshu."

Jing Zhong was envious: "In fact, the single room on the second floor is very large, one more person for me won't be too much..."

After hearing this, He Shao couldn't help but laugh and patted him on the head.

Although everyone was still eating and chatting, it was obvious that many people's minds and eyes were involuntarily drifting towards the corridor on the second floor.

When these two great men came out again, the upstairs and downstairs were instantly filled with people.

Rong Yunmiao supported Song Ying, and Song Ying reached out and held one of Rong Yunmiao's hands as an encouragement.

In this world, women are not allowed to show their faces in public, and most of the noble lady housekeepers are busy with the affairs of the rear house. Today, she is under the spotlight of everyone, and although she is young, her granddaughter feels a little uncomfortable.

The carriage that came to pick people up at the gate had arrived, and several people left in the carriages. Seeing this, Lin Yindi couldn't help but said to Han Qinghua: "Brother Han, can I come to your house in the future? See..."

Han Qinghua watched Rong Yunmiao go away, and for some reason he felt uncomfortable, as if he would never be able to catch up with her even if he tried his best.

He said unhappily, "Brother Lin, why are you visiting me? Don't you see a big Huai'an here?"

Lin Yindi and everyone else thought about it and realized, yes, how could they have forgotten about this? Huai'an was eating the eight-treasure duck when he suddenly felt everyone's eyes were looking at him.

Huai'an could only say: "One is my mother, and the other is his wife, but I know nothing about them, just like him."

Han Qinghua felt better.

He went home and went straight to Rong Yunmiao: "Such a big thing, why didn't I hear you talk about it?"

"You didn't even tell me that you gave the hundred-year-old ginseng away as a gift."

Han Qinghua felt relieved after hearing this and said with a smile: "So you are angry about this. You pretend to be generous in front of your parents. What do you want? I will give it to you."

Rong Yunmiao seemed to be thinking: "There is a dock in your private property. Although it is not big, it can accommodate a few medium-sized cargo ships. Why does it seem to be abandoned?"

Han Qinghua said: "My family doesn't do freight shipping, and these waterways were previously controlled by someone.

Whenever boatmen want to dock at our pier, there will be large ships blocking the way. Eventually, the boatmen cannot afford the hassle and have to go to other piers.

After a long time, it will become desolate. "

Rong Yunmiao said, "I have a calligraphy and painting studio on East-West Street. I'd like to exchange this shop for your dock. Is that okay?"

Han Qinghua said, "I prefer the calligraphy and painting studio, not to mention the shop on East-West Street, but since you want it, I'm not willing to change it."

Rong Yunmiao was unhappy: "Why is this?"

"I'll give it to you. I'll give you this pier. Don't think about the hundred-year-old ginseng anymore, okay?"

Rong Yunmiao said, "Okay. But," she took out a list, "many of the things on it are no worse than 100-year-old ginseng. I have to go through them one by one."

"Where did you get this order?" Han Qinghua asked this question while going over the brothers he had met today one by one in his mind.

Was he planning to exchange it for a bow from Gongshu Yin or a calligraphy from Zhan Yaozhi?

“The ones that fell out when you were changing clothes a few days ago should be all there now, judging by the marks made on them.

I'll also write a list, but the items are different, so I'll trouble you to prepare them for me." Rong Yunmiao said with a smile, picking up the pen and starting to write.

Finally, Rong Yunmiao carved out a printing bureau from Han Qinghua's private property. Han Qinghua brought the Miao medicine and the clothes that Luoxue had sent him today. Rong Yunmiao didn't hesitate and accepted them all.

Han Qinghua wanted to say that the medicine was actually given to me, but after thinking about it, she decided not to. So she put down the pen she was using to draw up the list.

.........

The little prince was visibly getting better, and Princess Rui shed so many tears in secret. Now that she saw her son was better, she couldn't help but want to burn incense and fulfill her wish.

However, I heard that the eminent monk who came to pray for his son was in seclusion, and now there is only one young monk left in the temple, and no outsiders are allowed.

Princess Rui had no choice but to change a temple to fulfill her wish, thinking that the Bodhisattvas and Buddhas in heaven should be able to enjoy offerings from anywhere?

Luoxue, the new high priest of Miaojiang, received the title bestowed by His Majesty. After everything here was settled, Luoxue's parents left Beijing with their two children.

When Luoxue left this time, she received gifts from Rong Yunmiao, which she had asked someone to send: wood carvings, clay sculptures, paper-cuts, scrolls in the shape of Luoxue, bookmarks from the Central Plains, kites, incense, and many other small items.

Luoxue was so happy that she thanked him repeatedly. Han Qinghua was a little flustered when he saw her. This time Luoxue was traveling with her family and clansmen, and they all sent her off at Wulipo outside the city.

Han Qinghua rushed home, only to see Rong Yunmiao's sister-in-law Yan Danqi coming out of the house. The two greeted each other, and Han Qinghua hurried to the backyard.

Seeing that Rong Yunmiao looked normal, he could only ask, "Why is your sister-in-law here?"

Rong Yunmiao said: "She is the first ship owner of my wharf. The Yan family plans to do some business in the north, transporting goods from the south to the north, and it will be more convenient to have their own wharf.

The berths I have now will be used by my eldest sister-in-law’s family. I plan to buy several small docks nearby, and they are cheap now.”

Before Han Qinghua could speak, Rong Yunmiao continued, "My mother discovered a sweet-scented osmanthus tree in our backyard yesterday. She was not happy about it and asked me to find someone to chop it down.

They say the fragrance of osmanthus flowers gives people a headache. When the maids in the mansion made osmanthus honey, I thought it was good.

A servant in the mansion thought it was a pity to cut down the tree, so he asked someone to transplant it to his house, and I agreed.

Unexpectedly, something was dug out from under the tree. My mother and I almost thought that someone was practicing witchcraft in our house. Later, my mother asked me to deal with it.

I felt that this box of stuff was no longer suitable for our home, so I disposed of it myself. Of course, I also added some other things. ”

.........

Yao Siyuan has not thought much about the play recently. Life is full of confusion.

Ever since he met Jia Liqiang, who was squatting there eating steamed buns, and met him, who was squatting there eating meat patties, his and Gong Yuanliang's trip to Kyoto became much smoother.

Jia Liqiang told them about many different ways to visit scenic spots and historical sites; the inexpensive and delicious shops that locals go to; the Xiaolong Gorge in Taoyuan Valley in the suburbs of Beijing is really beautiful, but if you don’t know the way, you can find a local porter who can serve as a guide instead of carrying things. You can have fun there for three days...

When Lu Yiyi arrived in Beijing with the caravan, Yao Siyuan and Gong Yuanliang were drinking in a tavern recommended by Jia Liqiang. The tavern, located in such a deep alley, looked small and old, but the wine was really good.

He said there was no need to go to those big restaurants and waste money, and it was true, today was another drunken day.