I opened a bookstore in ancient times

With Xu Ze's tone and eyes, Su Yao suddenly felt guilty.

At the beginning, I was worried that if I told Xu Ze that he would definitely follow, I deliberately told a lie to hide it.

Unexpectedly, I still met...

Su Yao was talking, when he saw that Fu Ling was about to open his mouth, he quickly interrupted: "I... happened to finish the book yesterday, and I'm free today. It just so happened that... Mr. Fu was also free, so let's take a look together."

Su Yao glanced at Fu Ling's eyes, then smiled kindly.

Just meet when you meet, just don't talk.

There are people coming and going around here, it would be shameful if it was like children arguing like last time.

Xu Ze obviously didn't believe it, but Su Yao started talking again: "Is Mr. Xu here to write a letter?"

Xu Ze had no choice but to swallow: "My filial piety period has passed, and the autumn of August is coming soon. I must participate. Last time I told Boss Su that I wanted to stop writing here. Today, I want to come out and save some money. month's daily expenses."

Su Yao was slightly worried, and he smiled again: "The share from last time has been delivered, so Boss Su doesn't need to worry about it. I'm well off now, and I just want to earn a little more."

As Xu Ze said, he fell silent for a while, and then glanced at Fu Ling: "I also thank Mr. Fu for the embroidery."

If "Yun Xian Meng Yi" is not famous, no matter how good his paintings are, it will be difficult to get a large profit in a short period of time.

He is young and has a well-behaved nature, so I still have to thank Fu Ling for this matter.

Fu Ling only smiled slightly, but didn't speak.

Xu Ze bit his lip secretly.

Su Yao said with a gentle smile: "It's a pity that you don't draw any more. Several script masters have come to look for you, and they have also come up with embroidery books."

Xu Ze was silent, lowering his eyes again, as if hesitating: "I want to become an official after all. The way of Danqing is used to make a living, and it is a temporary move..."

Since Xu Ze made up his mind to join Qiu Wei, every time he thinks about this, he feels very uncomfortable.

The master who went back to Qingshi Academy told him that Qiu Wei would definitely win, and he was happy for a moment in the night wind, and his mood was heavy in an instant.

After the autumn, it will be the spring of the capital in February next year.

Then he's leaving.

Once you leave the old capital, you won't see Su Yao anymore.

Xu Ze felt a little inexplicably sad. He knew that becoming an official through the imperial examination was something he had always wanted to do, but he was about to do it, but he was not so happy.

Especially, when he saw Su Yao and Fu Ling walking in pairs eating candy men, he became more and more sour.

And not reconciled.

His mood was fluctuating, just when an old farmer came and cupped his hands: "Sir, my wife's leg has been healed, I want to write a happy letter to my son."

Xu Ze hurriedly asked someone to sit down, and Su Yao left immediately: "Mr. Xu is busy, so I'll go first."

Xu Ze could only nod his head, and saw the two walking away side by side.

The light and shadow in the forest fell all over the ground, Xu Ze looked away lightly, and picked up his pen neatly: "Please tell me, old man."

Just now there was no verbal dispute, Su Yao walked a few steps, feeling much more at ease.

The closer to noon, the hotter the sun.Although it was cool in the forest, Su Yao was sweating a little as he walked all the way.

He raised his sleeve to wipe it off, and Fu Ling pulled him to sit down on the green stone beside the road: "Would you like to rest for a while?"

The place is shady and cool, a mountain spring flows not far away, Su Yaofang sat down, Uncle Wu pointed at it, and said with a smile: "Boss Su, look, there is the lotus pond over there."

Su Yuan looked from a distance, and saw that the lotus pond was quite big, and a small waterfall on the mountain fell into it, forming a clear Wangqing pond.

People and shadows come and go by the pool, and the wind and lotus pavilions in the pool are scorching out of the water.

It really is a good view.

Su Yao wiped his sweat and joked, "It's good to just watch it here."

Fu Ling unfolded his folding fan, lowered his eyebrows and smiled, "If you're tired, we won't go."

The cool wind hit Su Yao's face one after another, and Su Yao couldn't help but look away from Fu Ling's deep eyes, and said softly, "I'm just kidding."

He smiled again: "I finally came out, and I haven't gone anywhere yet. It's fine for me to sit, and I can't let Mr. Fu accompany me."

Fu Ling just fanned him: "Then let's go after a while."

There were also quite a few pedestrians on the road, Su Yao's broken hair on his forehead was blown by the wind of the fan, thinking of Fu Ling's smiling eyes, his heart moved slightly: "Mr. Fu doesn't need the fan anymore, I am not very hot."

Fu Ling raised his eyebrows slightly: "It's me who is hot."

Su Yao paused and became more and more cramped.

As people came and went, Fu Ling fanned Su Yao as he sat carelessly beside the road, attracting many chuckling glances.

Su Yao's face was slightly hot.

Fu Xiang remained calm.

To be precise, Fu Xiang enjoyed it quite a bit.

Although the horoscope has not been finished yet, the cabbage has not been eaten, and the encounter with two rivals in love one after another does not delay Fu Xiang's mysterious confidence.

The forest is noisy, and sitting like this makes the atmosphere even more uncomfortable.

Su Yao was silent, just thinking of finding something to say, raised her eyes, and saw Fu Ling's fan pendant.

It was the black jade pendant that was returned to Fu's house last time.

This jade is as thick as ink, but even and transparent, carved into the shape of auspicious clouds, glowing with luster under the bright and clear sunlight, it is extraordinarily elegant and delicate.

Fu Ling followed Su Yao's gaze and only stopped.

Su Yao smiled: "Mr. Fu's pendant is very beautiful."

Fu Ling raised his eyebrows: "Does it look good? I carved it."

Su Yao was slightly surprised, and raised her eyes again: "Mr. Fu can do this."

Uncle Wu cast a worried look at the side, but Fu Ling was silent for a while, then raised the corners of his lips: "I learned it secretly. I wanted to be a master carpenter since I was a child. Or a master jade craftsman, or a stonemason."

Fu Gezi looked like the kind of person who could learn everything at once.

Su Yao couldn't help pursing her lips.

Fu Ling held the fan pendant in his hand again, and smiled slightly: "Actually, it's not very well done, just look here, it's broken."

Su Yao leaned over and saw that Xiangyun was indeed missing a corner.He just smiled: "It's not very conspicuous, but it's still very beautiful."

Fu Ling's tone was casual: "I was carving this piece of jade at the time, when Mr. Fu suddenly entered the door, the jade fell and there was a piece missing. It shouldn't look like this, it should be more beautiful."

Lord Fu?

Fu Ling paused: "It's my father." Then he explained: "It was granted by the first emperor, not hereditary."

Su Yao nodded.

Then he suddenly remembered that although he had known Fu Gezi for a long time, he actually didn't know much about him.

In the old capital, Mrs. Fu seems to be very low-key and peaceful, and doesn't often appear in the chats in teahouses and tiles.

Fu Ling never mentioned family affairs.

With Su Yao's personality, he wouldn't bother to ask if others didn't mention it.

After all, in the era when Su Yao was born, the sense of distance was the key point of interpersonal communication, and politeness and alienation were the norm in interpersonal relationships.

But at this time Fu Ling took the initiative to mention it, and Su Yao suddenly developed a strong interest in listening.

He couldn't help being curious, but at the same time felt a little regretful: "Why did you just fall?"

Fu Ling turned his head to look at his clear eyes, and only smiled with the corners of his lips: "Because he doesn't like me doing these things."

Su Yao was startled, but Fu Ling looked normal: "I said I wanted to be a craftsman, but he refused, so we had a fight."

Although Fu Ling's tone was calm, Su Yao had an intuition that it should not be so dull.

Not so bland.

Uncle Wu wiped his sweat aside, now thinking about what happened that year, Uncle Wu still has lingering fears.

The eldest son has always been outstanding, his knowledge, temperament and appearance are all top-notch in Beijing.

But such a good, worry-free, and promising person, suddenly at the age of 11, told the old master that he didn't want to be an official and wanted to be a craftsman in the future.

The old Hou Ye was furious for a while.

For a noble family like the Fu family, unless they are extremely incompetent descendants, the only way to go is to be an official and a butcher.

The family brought up their children with rich clothes, fine food, poems, books, etiquette and music, for the glory of the family and for the glory of the lintel, not for the eldest son and grandson to be workers in agriculture, industry and commerce in the future.

But the eldest son has always had big ideas.

Uncle Wu didn't quite remember what it was like that winter.

In short, except for him and Cheng An, everyone around the eldest son has been changed.

In the end, the eldest son compromised.He only told the old master that this piece of black jade was made of good material, and he wanted to repair it and keep it.

The boy who taught him how to scouring jade materials to be an engraver had been sold long ago, and the wife persuaded him for a long time before Old Hou nodded his head.

After Fu Ling finished carving this piece of jade, he and Song Jin only took a look at it, and never took it out again.

No one dared to mention this turmoil until Fu Ling went from studying with the crown prince to being left minister, and then to the death of Lord Hou and his wife.That day when he suddenly found out and hung up, Uncle Wu was nervous for a while.

Su Yao was subconsciously worried: "Did you have a fight?"

"He is my father. I shouldn't have quarreled with him, so I was beaten up."

Fu Ling's tone was still calm, and he even had a little smile on his face, "I was bedridden, so he changed the people around me. He thought it was those people who spoiled me. But the one who taught me how to carve really did. It's the boy next to me. I can't refute it, and I can't resist."

Su Yao was silent for a while, he just felt that Fu Gezi should not be as calm as his tone.

He didn't know how to comfort him for a while, so he could only follow along: "Then... what happened to that boy later?"

Fu Ling really smiled: "I found him later when I was older, and found that he was working as a jade craftsman in an official workshop in Suzhou. He is famous in all towns and villages. He is young and rich, and his wife and children are hot on the kang. Moisturizing."

He sighed again: "It's just that I was beaten in vain, it's a pity that I still miss him for so many years."

Seeing that he looked better, Su Yao felt relieved.

Children from aristocratic families do have stricter discipline.The clan is very vigilant about things like playing with things and losing one's mind.

In fact, instead of being a butcher for an official, it would be nice to be a wealthy squire.

But this kind of not thinking about making progress, probably will not be allowed by the clan.

After all, raising you at home is not to keep you to grow old.

In particular, the admission rate of the ancient imperial examinations was extremely low, and the literate children in the family could not wait to throw them away to take the imperial examinations.

Those like Su Yao who gave up the imperial examinations are different.

However, Mr. Fu does not seem to have entered the official examination.

Also moved out of the house.

Is there something wrong in the middle?

Su Yao couldn't help being curious, but she didn't know how to open her mouth to ask.

While hesitating, a person suddenly ran in front of him, sweating profusely and panting: "Su... Boss Su, it really is Boss Su, I just looked like you..."

This person seems familiar.

Su Yao paused: "Ah, it's Doctor Ma from Ji Ren Tang."

Doctor Ma breathed a sigh of relief, and he didn't care about etiquette: "Do you have Boss Su's medicine bag? There is a sudden illness in the back. You can use the flavored medicine in your medicine bag directly."

At that time, when Su Yao came back from the old Beijing, several doctors from Ji Ren Tang came to see him because of his serious illness, and the medicine sachets were dispensed together.

Su Yao hurriedly took it out and looked back.

Sure enough, several people surrounded him not far away, and there seemed to be eager noises.

Dr. Ma ran quickly and only shouted: "It's saved, it's saved! I said it was Boss Su, why didn't Brother Bai believe me? Why didn't he say it was impossible! How could it be impossible! Thanks to him On the sixth day of June, people go out for a stroll..."

Su Yao panicked immediately, and saw that the crowd made way for Doctor Ma, and a young doctor in the middle supported a drowsy old woman, it was Bai Min.

Hearing what Doctor Ma said, Bai Min suddenly looked up.

Just happened to see Su Yao, and Fu Ling who was slowly waving a folding fan beside him.