Feudal scholar-bureaucrats reborn: marrying a husband and marrying a virtuous

When Zhao Shiyue led the three of Jiang Shiyun into the door, Brother Lin Xiu'an was lying on the stone table in the yard, their faces were filled with sorrow, seeing a guest coming in, they quickly returned to normal, and after politely saying hello, Zhao Shiyue said curiously : "Where's your little uncle, didn't he get up early?"

Lin Xiu'an took a sneak look at the future little uncle, and said slightly teasingly: "When the little uncle woke up in the morning, didn't he decide to wear the crescent white dress after a thousand choices? He said he looked the best in that dress. But Later I heard from Ermu that today I was going to play in the Zhuangzi at the foot of Xiangshan Mountain, and I felt that the clothes were not suitable, so I went to change into navy blue clothes."

Zhao Shiyue was puzzled, "It takes so long to change into navy blue clothes?"

Lin Xiuhao sighed like a little adult, and said helplessly: "Little uncle changed into the navy blue clothes, but felt that the navy blue clothes were not bright enough, and made people's complexions dark, so he went back to the room and planned to change back to the original crescent-white ones. .Hey..., my little uncle is not so particular about it, isn't it the same which one you wear?"

Zhao Shiyue smiled meaningfully, and said: "It's not like usual today. I can only wear official uniforms, and I don't need to be embarrassed about which clothes to wear."

Jiang Shiyun thought that he also got up early in the morning today, no matter what clothes he was wearing, he felt inappropriate, and then let Jinse and the others rummaged through the box for a long time, feeling inexplicably embarrassed and moved.

Everyone was waiting in the yard. After a while, when Jiang Shiwu got impatient and was about to get up to find Lin Fangxu, Lin Fangxu finally came wearing his moon-white clothes and holding a folding fan in his hand.

It's a pity, except for Jiang Shiyun, all the people present were only thinking about the beautiful scenery at the foot of Xiangshan Mountain, and Lin Fangxu, who delayed their time, even if he put on the moon-white clothes, no matter how good-looking he is, he still doesn't have it now. people appreciate.

Xiangshan is very close to the capital, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, beautiful scenery, and many hot springs. Many royal family and nobles have manors and other courtyards there.

Marquis Wu’an’s Mansion also has a hot spring village at the foot of Xiangshan Mountain. In winter, when the outside is covered with silver, lying in the warm soup pond, watching the red plum blossoms blooming by the window and the tall and straight pines in the courtyard is the most enjoyable thing. .

In midsummer, although it is not very comfortable to soak in hot springs, the manor hidden in the dense forest is cooler than other places, and it is not bad to come here to escape the heat.

The vegetation in Zhuangzi is lush, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. The most dazzling scenery is the hundred-acre lotus pond. The pink lotus is blooming delicately, and occasionally you can see a few early-maturing lotus pods.

For the convenience of the owner, if he wants to go to the lotus pond to pick lotus pods or go fishing on a whim, the chief steward who manages Zhuangzi has already ordered people to prepare boats in advance, and even found a few healthy women and husbands who can row and swim.

After Jiang Shiwu and his eldest nephew Jiang Chengzu jumped onto one of the black-covered boats, Lin Xiuhao also stood on the other boat and said loudly: "Little uncle, come quickly, let's go fishing! I also saw a few people over there Lotus pod, you can pick tender lotus seeds and eat them!"

Lin Fangxu looked at the enthusiastic second nephew, touched his nose, and winked at his elder nephew. After receiving the signal from the younger uncle, Lin Xiu'an looked up at the sky speechlessly, walked over reluctantly, climbed onto the boat, and Looking at his younger brother, he said, "Little uncle doesn't want to go fishing, so I'll go with you!"

Lin Xiuhao glanced at his little uncle and saw that he was standing side by side with Jiang Shaolang, who was also wearing moon-white clothes, on the bank, and said regretfully, "I'll just say it out for fun, it's not suitable for wearing light-colored clothes, it's too easy to get dirty, look... , I can’t do anything now, I can only watch.”

Lin Xiu'an looked at his younger brother's chubby face with baby fat, and sighed in his heart, "It's good to be young and ignorant, you don't need to know so much." The 12-year-old brother said in a tone that he thought he was extremely vicissitudes of life: "Yes, no matter how beautiful the little uncle is now, he can only look at it."

Naturally, Lin Fangxu didn't just watch. After seeing the two awning boats rowing far away, he walked up to Jiang Shiyun and said, "When I was young, my second cousin and I used to go fishing on the awning boat of my grandpa's house. I rowed very well. well, do you want to try

try? "

When Jiang Shiyun was left with only the two of them, he became nervous and looked forward to it, although he didn't know what he was looking forward to?At this time, after hearing Lin Fangxu finished speaking, he nodded shyly and followed Lin Fangxu onto the boat.

Lin Fangxu politely invited the husband who was rowing the boat, took the oar himself, pushed the penny on the big rock on the bank, and the boat quickly left the shore.

Fu Lang, who was invited to go down, looked at Zhuangyuan Lang standing at the bow, shaking the wooden pulp quickly, and his own young man was sitting opposite him, with his hands on his knees, smiling and looking up at him lightly, without paying attention at all. It turned out that Zhuang Yuanlang was rowing in the opposite direction to the second young master and the others, and the boat quickly rowed deep into the lotus leaves.

What can I do?Although they are engaged, they are not married after all. What if something happens...?The honest-looking farmer's husband was full of worry and worry at this moment, after thinking about it, he decided to speak to the chief steward.

The chief manager was also very helpless after hearing this, you tell me, what else can I do, I can still disobey the master, but fortunately my young man is very skilled in martial arts, and he also knows how to measure, so he should not do anything out of the ordinary.

However, Shaolang, who knew how to measure himself, was resting his head on Lin Fangxu's arm, lying on the bow of the boat with him, watching the sunlight fall from the lotus leaves and flowers.

The top of the head is emerald green, dotted with pink or white lotus flowers in the middle, which is very beautiful. Occasionally, fish swim by under the body, splashing water, and ripples appear on the water surface.

In this small world, the indescribable sweetness of the flowers, the indescribable tenderness of the breeze, even the water vapor from the tip of the nose is as intoxicating as the aroma of wine.

Lin Fangxu brushed his lips lightly against the hair of the man in his arms, thinking to himself, "I haven't seen you in three months, but it seems like years have passed. You don't even know how much I miss you!" ’ The words went around in my mind for several times, and I finally felt that it was too frivolous, so I just asked in a low voice: "How is your performance in the Beijing camp?"

Jiang Shiyun was a little disappointed, always felt that he shouldn't say this at this time, but he didn't know what to say, so he just replied: "It's okay, I have a hundred households now, but there are hundreds of people in charge. They are all new recruits this time, and their overall strength is low among the recruits, so they need to train hard, otherwise it will be embarrassing if they come last in the next martial arts competition."

Lin Fangxu trimmed his hair and said with a smile, "I guess Xiaoyun has already figured out how to train, doesn't he?"

Jiang Shiyun proudly said: "That's...! I thought about it the second day I was appointed as Baihu. My younger brothers are not as strong as those guys, but they are more agile. I just happened to be in one of my grandfather's study rooms I saw a three-person formation in this ancient book, which is most suitable for us, but if we practice hard for a few months, it might surprise those people with their nostrils up."

Lin Fangxu turned his head to meet him face to face, seeing him in high spirits, smiling slyly and cutely, there seemed to be stars flashing in his eyes, bright but not dazzling, he just wanted to be taken into the bottom of his heart and hidden from others to see.

Some of the lotus flowers above the head have all bloomed, and some have only opened two or three petals, swaying gently in the breeze, with a charming posture, but Lin Fangxu feels that the lotus in the pond is not as beautiful as the one in front of him.

It was a budding flower bud, pink and tender in color, so plump that it seemed about to burst. Lin Fangxu couldn't help getting closer, and gently sniffed the unwrapped fragrance. There seemed to be a faint fragrance in the light fragrance Nothing is sweet, there must be honey hidden in it.

Lin Fangxu was tempted by the honey that might exist, he couldn't help but put the full flower bud in his mouth, sucked it gently, tossing and turning over and over again.

But to no avail, the greedy honey seemed to be well hidden, so I had to nibble lightly first, then slowly poke out the tip of my tongue, seeing that the flower bud didn't dodge, I took the opportunity to attack in one fell swoop, the tongue wrapped around the soft The delicate stamens are sucking desperately.

Finally tasted it...!What kind of taste is that, Lin Fangxu feels that he has been cheated, it is not honey, honey is not intoxicating, but he is already drunk at this time, wishing to give everything he has, his life, his whole body My heart is buried under this bud, watching it grow and blooming.

When the two were lingering in the lotus pond, in another larger and more magnificent manor not far away, the third prince Zhu Xianwen, who had just been crowned king last month, was standing

Look up from the highest attic in Zhuangzi.

The attic is facing the Huangzhuang of Zhu Xuan, the eldest brother of the emperor. At this time, in the gazebo of the Huangzhuang garden, there is a little brother holding a scroll. The distance is too far, and the little brother cannot be seen clearly. Looking at his son's appearance, it can only be seen that he is slightly thin and has a figure like a bamboo.

Lady Wu, the owner of the Nishang Pavilion, has been waiting there quietly since she entered the house, not daring to say anything. Zhu Xianwen's confidantes all know that the third prince will come to the foot of the Fragrant Mountain every once in a while, and just stay so far away. Looking at the little brother of the Xu family.

It's a pity that Luohua has intentions, and Liushui has no feelings, but what is certain is that the emperor's brother-in-law, Mr. Xu, will definitely not let his brother's only bloodline marry into the royal family, or marry a prince who is in trouble.

Perhaps the sun was too high, and the little brother who had come to Xiangshan to recuperate was persuaded to enter the house by the waiters. Zhu Xianwen looked back regretfully, and asked lightly: "Ms. Wu ran so far away. Come, but what's the matter?"

At this moment, Lady Wu stepped forward and replied: "I told His Highness before that I intend to cooperate with a lady who draws clothes, and this time it is also for the sake of that lady."

Zhu Xianwen thought for a while, and asked with interest, "Is it the second sister-in-law of Lin Xiaozhuangyuan's family who was divorced?"

Mrs. Wu respectfully said: "Yes, that lady came to Nishang Pavilion yesterday to propose a business method to my family, and my family thought it was very good, so I came here to listen to your highness."

Zhu Xianwen was fine at this time, and he had nothing to do, so he ordered someone to show Miss Wu a seat and serve tea before letting her speak slowly.

Lady Wu slowly explained Ai Xiaoya's plan on how to build a top luxury brand in the Great Wei Dynasty.

Zhu Xianwen thought for a moment after listening, then smiled and said: "Heh..., this woman has a big heart. Is she planning to use the Nishang Pavilion to gain fame for herself? Even if my king's property does not have her publicity methods, there is no Don't her novel styles also make the female relatives in the capital flock to her, my king's name is worthy of the brand effect she said."

Seeing that His Highness seemed to disagree, Mrs. Wu wanted to explain to Ai Xiaoya again, but was interrupted by Zhu Xianwen: "However, his idea of ​​brand chain monopoly is very novel, but now is not the time. Think about it when the tip of the knife goes up and down."

Thinking about his father's actions these days, Zhu Xianwen felt that a storm was coming, no... maybe it was not an illusion, thinking that the people in Shushe were very beautiful recently, Zhu Xianwen then ordered: "The first thing about the brand If you don’t do it, you can try advanced customization, but don’t mention the idea of ​​catwalks, who will go to the catwalk? Slave women or actors? The clothes worn by these people, do you think you have a self-identity? Will the nobleman wear it?"

You don’t need His Highness to tell you about things like catwalks. Lady Wu naturally knows that it won’t work, but at this moment, she can only listen. Zhu Xianwen took a sip of tea, and then said: “Let that woman design a few sets of ladies in the boudoir first.” The clothes I’m wearing, Dong Ge’s old mansion will hold a flower viewing party in a few days, I will order someone to send it to those cousins, and I will promote it for you.”

After hearing this, Mrs. Wu thanked her gratefully, but seeing her master's expression changed, she said sternly: "It's fine if you want to make the business bigger, and the money I promised you will not change, but if it's because of your ambition If you expose the spies I put in the Nishang Pavilion, then no matter how much money you earn, you probably won't have a chance to spend it!"

Miss Wu thought of the group of ordinary-looking boys and girls who were proficient in tailoring and embroidery in the Nishang Pavilion, and felt a little scared. After hearing what His Highness said, she knelt down and expressed her position. She would never dare to ruin His Highness's important affairs. In fact, she didn't know what was going on with His Highness.

In Brother Huang's Zhuangzi, there is a yard that is warm in winter and cool in summer, which can be regarded as the best place to live. Xu Muxuan is sitting in the study of this yard at this moment, holding the scroll in his hand in a daze.

His father died of a natural disaster when he was working in another place. His mother was pregnant with him at the time, and she was overwhelmed with worries, so she let go after giving birth to herself.When he was born, he was picked up by his uncle and raised in the Huanggeer's house. There was only one cousin in his uncle's family, but the whole family loved him very much.

He and Zhu Xianwen have known each other since childhood, and he knew that Zhu Xianwen

Xianwen likes himself, and he also likes him. Xu Muxuan has always known what he wants, but he also clearly knows that they are destined to each other, because of the identity of the uncle, and because of his identity.

He knew that Zhu Xianwen would often come to Fragrant Hills, so he stood on the attic and looked at himself, so he would go to the gazebo in the yard to read every day, hoping that he could see himself.

Xu Muxuan put down the book in his hand, and laughed at himself. He is really a despicable and selfish person. It is obviously impossible, but he is unwilling to let go!

Impossible?In fact, it is still possible, but thinking about the big Bomu who treats him as his own, the cousin who was sent to Zhenbei Hou to fight against Mengnu cavalry, how could he make them difficult for his own petty thinking? , trapped them in the vortex.

Zhu Xianwen didn't know how his sweetheart was complaining about himself. After Mrs. Wu left, he stood in the attic again, staring at the roof in a daze, waiting for the man to show mercy and come out of the room again, so that he could take a look.

When Mrs. Wu walked out of Zhuangzi, she was blown into cold sweat by the hot wind in midsummer. Working under the nobleman, she was afraid that she would be doomed if she was not careful. It is better not to make up her own mind. Since His Highness said that you can do advanced customization, let Ai The lady has painted a few new sets, let's put the rest away first.

And her chief designer, Ai Xiaoya, was arguing with Lin Fangming at this time. Naturally, the reason was that Lin Fangming knew about it. While Lin Fangming felt that Ai Xiaoya was bold and thoughtful, she also felt that she often did life-or-death things.

At this moment, he looked at the angry person sitting across from him, and said with a headache: "Why can't you tell me about such a big matter? Hasn't the matter in Wuyi County taught you a lesson?"

Ai Xiaoya has traveled to the present, and she also knows that the rules of the world she lives in are different from before, and many things are not what she takes for granted, but the recent smooth cooperation with Nishangge has rekindled her hope. Hearing Jin's persuasion, he only replied: "What's the big deal, I just gave Mrs. Wu my own suggestion, it's not up to her to decide what to do."

Seeing that he was still frowning, Ai Xiaoya laughed at herself: "That is the prince's property, you can covet anything from me, besides, I am a person who has been divorced, even if there is something wrong, I can't implicate other people!"

After all, Lin Fangming's political sense is not sensitive enough, he only knows that this is definitely not good, but he can't say what's wrong, and he doesn't know what to say when he hears Ai Xiaoya talk about reconciliation.

Just when Lin Fangming didn't know what to do, and even planned to ask Lin Fangxu for help, Mrs. Wu brought the news, only saying that she would try to customize it first, and talk about the rest later.Lin Fangming breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he doesn't go to any brand or walk in any show, everything else is fine. To put it bluntly, customization is just drawing clothes styles.

Ai Xiaoya was a little disappointed, this was the best opportunity she thought, but unfortunately it still didn't work, but because Mrs. Wu didn't say anything, she still actively designed clothes after all, thinking that after the customization had a certain reputation, then It is not impossible to go big.