I opened a bookstore in ancient times

Mr. Gao Ting's proofs can't be exhausted for a while, and Master Xiao Fu can't come to Jiujing, but Qixi Festival is coming soon.

Fu Ling plans to confess his confession and propose marriage again on Qixi Festival, and comes to Song Jin desperately.

Master Song sipped his tea: "You'd better tell your little beauty about Prime Minister Zuo first, otherwise, no matter how I suggest something, it will be scratching my head."

Fu Xiang was worried: "It's just that I don't know how to say it. When others hear about my family background, they can't wait to pounce on me immediately, but Su Yao will probably avoid me."

"He likes the peaceful days, not people like us."

"You can do it, no need to add 'we'."

Mrs. Song looked disgusted, "When I mention it, I get angry. It rained too much a few days ago, and Fu Xiang's brain got flooded? How big is the marriage, and you just lie on the bed in the middle of the night and talk about it?"

Master Song hated iron but steel: "I don't pick the day, I don't pick the time, I don't even pick a token of love, do I? When you touch your lips, you want to take the beauty away. You are so beautiful. Let me tell you , even if your beauty hears it, she won't answer it to you on the spot."

Mr. Song broke him off: "Your teacher and I have known each other since we were born. When we talked about getting married, I chose her birthday specially. I set a hairpin in Yunhui Pavilion half a year earlier, and three months earlier. I bought a pair of beautiful bastards, and settled for the best position in Lanxing Building a month earlier. And the next day I invited my father to come to propose marriage."

As he said that, he glanced at him: "Fu Xiang, what did you do?"

Fu Xiang was ashamed, and felt a rare guilty conscience: "He finally got tempted. I was impulsive, so I wanted to tell him quickly."

Song Jin was heartbroken.

Fu Xiang pondered for a while, then worried: "But I don't want to wait for half a year or three months."

"I didn't make you wait for half a year, I mean, you have to show your attitude."

Song Jin showed [-]% patience to Cai Ge, "Your little beauty has a good temper, and she doesn't seem to be a person who cares about these things. But he doesn't care, so you have to show your heart. At least let people feel that you are seriously."

He also explained the wrong case: "You were lying on the couch earlier because you were in a mood and atmosphere, but people will inevitably feel that you were on a whim. Last time when you performed a play in front of Ah Yan, you talked about marriage. If you mention it casually like this, what do you make him think?"

Although Master Song thought too much, it was not unreasonable.

Fu Xiang felt a little regretful, frowned and considered for a while, and said: "My identity is a solid fact, the more I cover it up, the worse it is. And I have planned to stay away from the court in the future, and there is no reason to hide it."

"How about, when my second brother comes, I will explain to him directly. My identity and family background, together with the little emperor's grandson, will all be revealed together."

"Just meeting in the old house of the Fu family, with my second brother by my side, I can tell that I'm serious, I'm not lying, and it's not a joke."

Fu Ling said this sincerely, so Song Jin smiled and said, "Success. In the past few days, remember to lay the groundwork first. Although people are already tempted, don't be intimidated when you bring them home and talk about their life experience and marriage. Folks, Qibo, I'll also make more publicity, don't come to my door to propose marriage at that time, it's too sudden."

Fu Xiang nodded happily.

He has a plan here, and so does Su Yao.

But Qi Bo stopped him, saying that Fu Ling hadn't been found out yet, and asked Su Yao to wait for another two days.

Qi Bo only smiled: "Even if we don't talk about the engagement for the time being, it doesn't prevent the young master from spending Qixi with him. Marriage can't be muddled, young master, don't be in a hurry."

This made Su Yao feel embarrassed, and said softly, "I'm not in a hurry."

My son's face is getting thinner and thinner.

Looking at Su Yao's downcast eyes, Qi Bo sighed happily.

It is a good thing that the cabbage will always be taken away by the pig when it grows up, so don't be sad.

But first you have to figure out whether the pig is a good pig or not.

Zibo went to trust someone again.

So in a blink of an eye, Qixi Festival arrived.

On the days of love, the whole old Beijing is dressed up early.

At night, it is decorated with brocade embroidery and brightly lit.

The evening wind is leisurely and cool, blowing the flutes and zithers all over the place.

There are people in pairs everywhere, and Su Yao and Fu Ling go out together, which is a tacit consent to the relationship between the two.

Fu Ling was happy as expected, and when he went out, he quietly took something with him.

If you talk about marriage in the old house, it is not too grand to give this.

Didn't Master teach me to lay the groundwork?

Today is just right, send this piece out and lay the groundwork.

The two turned into Ronghefang all the way.

There is a habit of setting off river lanterns on the Qixi Festival in old Beijing. Ronghefang is close to Qiongjiang River, and there is a famous lantern shop in old Beijing, which can be called a holy place for dog slaughter on Qixi Festival every year.

Single people who mistakenly enter Ronghefang will receive a double blow to their eyes and soul on the night of Qixi Festival.

After all, in order to coincide with this festival, the flowers on the night market in Ronghe Square are only sold in pairs.

As soon as Su Yao turned the intersection, he was blocked by a little flower seller.

The colored rope on the little girl's braid dangled: "Are you two buying flowers? I just picked roses today."

In the rattan basket in the little girl's hand are neatly arranged a row of blooming roses, ranging from pure white to bright red, beautiful and charming.

It really is a flower like a jade jewel.

The little girl looked at the two of them and carefully picked out two scarlets: "I sold them all the way, and the two young masters are the best born, so they should be paired with scarlets."

She was very clever, and directly divided the flowers into one share, and handed the slightly smaller one to Su Yao: "Master, this is for you. Your husband is tall, so let the big one be cheaper for him."

The tips of Su Yao's ears were reddish, and she only held it lightly.

Fu Gezi was in a particularly good mood, and gave double the money with a wave of his hand.

"The two sons are loving and loving, and grow old together!"

The little girl quickly took it, bounced away, and trotted all the way over: "Young master, look at you, you are going to Linjianglou for dinner. You came late, and the old shop in Linjianglou is crowded at this time." Yes, across this street, there is a new store, exactly the same, with fewer people."

She pointed in the direction casually, and smiled again: "After dinner, it's better to go to arrange the lanterns early, and if you go late, the beautiful style will be gone."

With a casual gesture, she stopped someone from selling flowers.

Fu Ling only smiled and asked, "Where does Boss Su want to go?"

Along the way, the two of them heard all kinds of auspicious words that lasted forever, but the title did not change.

Holding the rose in one hand, Su Yao was also a little embarrassed, thought for a while, and said, "It's better to go to a new store. An old brand will never smash its own signboard, and there are few people and it is quiet."

"Row."

The two turned around, and they were farther away from the bustling crowd.

The crowd was sparser, and the lanterns were swaying, making it easy for a pair of beautiful shadows to be cast on the ground.

Su Yao is indeed shorter than Fu Ling.

Not even a shadow as long as him.

The melodious sound of silk and bamboo wafted in his ears, Su Yao lowered his head slightly, looking at a pair of shadows standing side by side.

Kind of a good match.

The lantern above their heads swayed, and the two paced slowly.

Su Yao's heart jumped slightly, and the reaction on his face was that the tips of his ears were red.

He was lowering his head slightly when he saw Fu Ling's shadow, slightly closer to him.

Before he could react, he noticed that Fu Ling's sleeve was gently brushing against the back of his hand.

Then, hold it gently.

Su Yao's heart thumped suddenly.

The little rabbit froze for a moment, then began to jump around.

The two hugged each other, but Su Yao's heart was moved because of holding hands.

Fu Ling pulls very casually, but firmly.

The palms are warm and the fingers are slender.

Fu Ling's hands were also bigger than his.

Su Yao's face became hot, and he dared not raise his head even more.

The two of them were eye-catching, and they aroused countless snickers along the way.

Fu Gezi's heart skipped a beat, but he was much calmer than Su Yao.

Beauty in hand, head held high.

Su Yao's hands are so soft, and the fingertips are not cold anymore.

When Kaichun fell ill, her fingers were icy cold.

Pei Yi is really useful, I will give Pei Yi a big red envelope later.

Fu Gezi took the beauty's little hand and happily walked all the way to the new storefront of Linjiang Tower.

There are quite a lot of people in this new store.

When Fu Ling and Su Yao arrived, there was actually a queue in front of the store, and there were five pairs of customers in front of them.

It is logarithmic.

There is no place for singles in Ronghefang tonight.

A young man with a long face came over and bowed respectfully first: "You two are polite. Forgive me, there are many people today, so I have to wait for a while for ordinary seats."

He looked at Fu Ling's clothes, and said with a smile: "There are still private rooms, would you like to go? Although there are only two of you, it is more spacious."

Linjiang Tower faces this kind of problem every year.

There are many people on Qixi Festival, but they are usually one-on-one. Large private rooms are expensive and uneconomical, so no one goes there.

But Fu Gezi, a wealthy and careless master, naturally wouldn't care.

He was about to nod his head in agreement, but he paused and looked at Su Yao: "Is Boss Su willing to go?"

Fu Gezi is getting married soon.

Although I still don't know the money, I still know the face of my sweetheart.

Su Yao has always disliked him spending money indiscriminately, but today he was silent for a while, but only smiled: "Don't wait."

It's okay to be extravagant once in a while.

It was a happy day, and it couldn't dampen Fu Ling's interest.

Fu Gezi was very happy, squeezed Su Yao's hand, and nodded to the boy.

The little servant smiled secretly, and when he saw the two people holding hands tightly while leading the way, he joked again: "Young master, you must hold on to your husband. These days, it is rare to spend money and know how to ask your husband."

Su Yao made him speak so hotly that Fu Gezi looked proud.

The two held hands all the way to the top floor, and the young man pushed open the door of a box: "This is it."

This box is really big.

The floor is covered with exquisite velvet blankets, the walls are covered with large paintings and calligraphy, landscape screens, silver hooks and precious curtains, and when the windows are opened, you can see the Qiongjiang River with thousands of acres of blue waves in the distance.

When the night wind blows, it brings moist water vapor from the river, which is refreshing.

Fu Gezi was very satisfied.

Seeing his happy face, Su Yao also smiled, and said to the boy, "Take the menu."

The young man sold such a large box, naturally he was proud, and the guests were satisfied, so he became more courteous, and first came up to pour a pot of tea: "My lord, wait a moment, try this tea first, the new Biluochun tastes right. .”

He smiled and pushed open the door of the box, but he was caught off guard for a moment and almost bumped into a passing guest.

The servant took a step back and apologized repeatedly, but the guest stopped and did not leave.

Su Yao took a look and said with a quick smile, "Brother Xie? Long time no see."

Xie Lang stood where he was, and when he saw the two people sitting opposite each other in the box, his expression was gloomy for a moment.

He was slightly lost in thought, when Su Yao was about to come forward to say hello, when he saw the handsome young man in brocade clothes beside Xie Lang tugging at his sleeve, with a curious expression on his face: "Ah Lang, is that your friend?"