I opened a bookstore in ancient times

There was a rush of people on the bridge, so Su Yao and Fu Ling didn't join in the excitement, they turned back and walked all the way to the Lantern Square.

As the night darkened, Ronghefang was lit with splendid lanterns.

Su Yao looked back, and saw that the lanterns on the stone bridge were all lit up, and the brilliance flowed, reflecting the light of stars in the swaying river water, and in the distance, they complemented each other with the silver glow of the Milky Way.

This is the unique human fireworks in the prosperous and prosperous age.

Peaceful and peaceful, the country is safe and peaceful.

Su Yao was happy and satisfied, turned around, saw the tall figure beside him, and took a step closer quietly.

Slightly silent, took Fu Ling's hand.

Fu Ge paused, and held back tightly.

The big pigeon was beaming.

The whole street is beaming.

The figures in pairs kept going back and forth, Su Yao held Fu Ling's hand, and walked briskly towards the Lantern Square with his heart skipping a beat.

The darker the night, the more conspicuous the Lantern Square will be.

This time is when there are many people, and the store is full of all kinds of exquisite lanterns, from shelves to small cases, it can be called a dazzling array.

The store is quite big, but it is so busy that there is not even a boy to welcome customers, so the business is really booming.

For the time being, there was no one to greet him, so Su Yao looked up at the shelf.

Even if it is a river lantern, the most classic style is the lotus flower, with different sizes and colors, and this one alone can hang a whole shelf.

The yellow is bright and moist, the bright red is upright and festive, the lavender is elegant, and the green is elegant.

Su Yao was hesitating, and turned to ask Fu Ling's opinion, but he saw Fu Ling holding a pair of goldfish lanterns.

There are also quite a few animal-style lanterns, but not many people buy them.

There is no other reason, it's too much like a child's play house.

But it seems that Fu Gezi likes it very much.

These two big red goldfish have chubby bodies, round eyes, and small finned tails. They are so cute and cute.

The big pigeon held a pair: "Shall we buy this?"

Su Yao looked around at the guests holding lotus lanterns, and whispered, "Can Mr. Fu take it out?"

"I like."

Fu Gezi looked satisfied, and then looked at Su Yao, "Does Boss Su like it?"

The colorful lanterns reflected Fu Ling's deep eyes.

His eyes were already like cold stars, but now he added a tinge of pure joy, and even his sharp facial features softened a lot.

Su Yao's heart moved, and he just nodded: "Okay."

He replied that it's okay, and went out one by one, only to feel cramped.

The two of them were born to be eye-catching, and it became even more eye-catching when each of them held a large fat fish.

When passing by the fragrant drink shop, the fish in Su Yao's arms was touched by a little doll carved in pink and jade: "Brother's fish is so round!"

Su Yao's face flushed, and the young lady who was holding the baby hurriedly took a small step back.

Her husband stepped forward, cupped his hands, and smiled: "I'm ignorant, I'm sorry for disturbing the two young masters."

As he spoke, he rubbed Xiaotuanzi again: "Salt to brother."

The little doll cupped her hands in a dignified way, smiling happily: "Little brother and big brother will be together for a long time!"

Fu Ling raised the corners of his lips, and Su Yao's face became hotter and hotter.

There were ambiguous and teasing glances in all directions, Su Yao felt cramped, and pulled Fu Ling all the way to the shore where there were few people.

The night was dark and shimmering, and there was the rustling of grass and trees behind me.

Fu Ling stopped and smiled: "Why did Boss Su choose such a place with few people?"

Su Yao didn't want to put the river lanterns on later. In a piece of small and exquisite lotus lanterns, there appeared their two fat fish with eyes.

Su Yao has a thin skin: "It's all because of Mr. Fu's selection of good fish."

Fu Ling laughed, pulled Su Yao to sit down on the bluestone on the bank, and took his own fish, pasted Su Yao's fish, pretending to be wronged: "Look, people despise you."

Su Yao's ears became more and more red. After a moment of silence, he lowered his eyes again: "I don't dislike it."

Fu Ling hugged Yu Tie again, and said with a smile, "Did you hear that? He likes you."

His voice was low and deep, and Su Yao blushed again.

Su Yao hugged the fish for a while, then looked down and saw that the two fish were still stuck together, so she quickly hugged them away: "Shall we go and put the light on?"

"Wait a minute."

Fu Ling pulled out a red thread from his bosom in a conjuring manner, and tied the two fishes.

Su Yao was startled, and then heard Fu Ling explain: "The water will be flushed away in a while."

Su Yao couldn't help laughing: "But I heard that there is a saying in the old Beijing that if the lanterns put on today are not scattered by the water of the Qiongjiang River, it is..."

He paused, and said softly, "It's the love that turns white."

Fu Xiang tied the red thread as a matter of course: "Isn't it going to be broken?"

Su Yao looked at the two fish fins tied together by a red thread, feeling helpless for a moment.

That's right, it didn't say that they couldn't be tied together by hand.

The river flows slowly, and the summer night is quiet, every bit of it seems to be pulled slowly and long by the river.

Su Yao was holding the fish and was about to put it into the water, but Fu Ling stopped him again: "What did Boss Su write just now?"

There is a small note at the bottom of the lantern, which is reserved for guests to write on.

Su Yao raised his head and smiled, "It won't work if you say it."

"It won't work if you don't talk."

Fu Ling turned his head, "Will Boss Su write the same as me?"

Fu Ling took out the note first, and Su Yao glanced at him, then took out the note with a smile: "Then let's see it together?"

Su Yao counted down to three, and the two unfolded at the same time——

Hold your hand and grow old together.

Su Yao's heart instantly boiled hot.

This is the pastry that was drawn that day by the lotus pond in Daci'an Temple.

Fu Ling pursed his lips and smiled, pulled Su Yao, and put the goldfish lantern into the Qiongjiang River.

The sky is full of stars, and two fish are holding a red line, drifting farther and farther with the water waves.

With a round head and a round brain, it is festive at first glance.

The lights of thousands of homes in the distance, the noise of thousands of households coming from the river, Su Yao's heart was full of joy, and he felt that Fu Ling was gently holding his hand again.

Su Yao raised his eyes, and met Fu Ling's serious and deep eyes: "A Yao."

Su Yao's heart trembled, and joy burst out of the sky.

"I have something to say to you, I think, today is Qixi Festival, you promised to go out with me, you probably understand what I want to say."

Fu Ling's voice was unhurried, but he was quite nervous inside.

Sure enough, even if it was to pave the way for going to the old house in the next few days, such words would still make me nervous.

After all, Fu Ling was really moved.

Su Yao was equally nervous.

Fu Ling held his hand, and Su Yao's hand trembled slightly due to excitement and nervousness.

The two were silent for a while, but Fu Ling suddenly hugged Su Yao into his arms, and then laughed softly: "Let's put it this way, looking at you, I'm nervous."

Fu Ling's warm breath enveloped Su Yao, and Su Yao pressed against his chest, her heart beating like a drum.

The sound of the heartbeat is exceptionally clear, the chirping of the cicadas, the caressing of the grass and trees, the shaking of the river, and the noise of the crowd far away in the summer night are all exceptionally clear.

Equally clear, there was Fu Ling's deep voice beside his ears: "Ayao, you are my sweetheart. I like you, and I want to marry you."

The night breeze was blowing, and Su Yao's mind went blank, only this sentence was left over and over again.

Sweetheart.

Su Yao's heart was full of excitement, and before he responded, he felt that Fu Ling hugged him tighter: "You don't need to answer in a hurry, the master said I was too hasty and casual. I didn't, I was serious, I I want to marry you, not just talking casually."

He paused, rubbed Su Yao's cheek again, and said in a low voice: "But the master is right. Marriage is a major event, and we can't be so hasty. After a few days, when my second brother comes back, I want to take you to the old house of the Fu family. And my family background, I will tell you completely. Would you like to go with me?"

...Family background, and, do you want to go to the Fu family?

Su Yao was nervous for a moment, but a little bit of joy surfaced in her heart.

Are you going to see your family?

Fu Gezi is serious.

marry.

Su Yao was so happy that she couldn't help reaching out to hug him and sticking to his arms, then she heard Fu Ling's deep voice again: "I hope I can hear your answer then, okay?"

Su Yao cheered and responded in a low voice, not noticing a trace of tension in Fu Ling's words.

Fu Ling was quite nervous.

After all, I have to say something about the left side.

But no matter what the court situation is, he will not go back, and he will say it sooner or later.It's all up to this point, and nothing will happen if you hide it.

Now that he has decided to say it, Fu Xiang is not a procrastinator.

Fu Ling breathed out, helped Su Yao up, took out another big purse, and said with a smile: "If you accept this, you have promised me to go to Fu's house, and you can't go back on your word."

Just as Su Yao was curious, he saw Fu Ling emptying the purse and holding a handful of small wooden blocks of various shapes in his hand.

Fu Ling put it together neatly, while raising his head and smiling: "The rabbit in the Baibao Pavilion in Yanqingfang, I have to draw up the drawings, but I can't make it, so I can only change it. Take a look, do you still like it?"

Fu Ling put it together in twos and twos, and in his hands were two more bunnies sticking together.

It is still one big and one small, with a round head with long ears and big eyes, but a round tail with a bead attached to it.

Fu Ling tugged the big rabbit's tail, the big rabbit shook its head, and rubbed against the little rabbit's head.

Su Yao glanced at it, and couldn't help but smile.

"I think this is much more fun than being able to run."

Fu Ling pulled the little rabbit's tail again, and the little rabbit hugged the radish and rubbed the big rabbit's head with a shy expression.

Su Yao took another look, his face flushed suddenly, and he hid himself: "No more playing."

Fu Ling moved closer, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Then do you accept it?"

In front of Su Yao's eyes was the image of a little rabbit rubbing against a big rabbit just now. As an answer, he lowered his eyes, put his toes on Fu Ling's cheek, and kissed him lightly.

After the kiss, I blushed and turned around all of a sudden.

The night breeze was cool, but Su Yao's face was hot, and then a big warm pigeon wrapped around his waist from behind, put his head on his shoulder, and said with a low laugh, "Why did you just kiss me? Didn't you say that you take advantage of me casually? Why did you hide before I hid..."

Su Yao was very embarrassed, smiled and pushed him away, and hurried away.

Fu Ling caught up again and grabbed Su Yao's hand.

The stars are everywhere, reflecting the prosperity of the world of mortals and the joys of the world.

This Qixi Festival was very successful, at least when Su Yao mentioned it to Qi Bo the next day, he was still very happy.

Qi Bo pulled the rabbit's tail, and seeing his cabbage's happy face, he frowned for a moment: "I asked the young master, and the old steward said that he couldn't find such a person."

Su Yao froze for a moment: "Isn't it hard to find?"

"The Fu family is flourishing, but he has never heard of the children from the old capital. There is one named 'Fu Ling'."

Qi Bo frowned, "He's going to investigate again. I mean, should you wait a little longer, my lord?"

He also said earnestly: "He is willing to take the initiative to tell the young master that this is his intention, but we have to be careful whether what he says is true."

Su Yao was silent for a while, and could only laugh and said: "If you can't find out by then, you can go to Fu's house with me. When it comes to marriage... Qi Bo, you must always be present."

"Alright."

Qi Bo also agreed, "Let's listen to what he said, and then verify it along the way. Maybe it will be easier than it is now."

Su Yao smiled, and started playing with the pair of little rabbits again.

Qi Bo glanced at Su Yao's happy face, and once again felt clearly: the cabbage is really going to be carried away by the pig.

...Sure enough, I really want to beat the pig.

Qi Bo sighed with happiness and emotion, and then heard Su Yao say: "Do you know which company in Jiujing makes good jade?"

Qi Bo understood: "Master, do you want to give it to Mr. Fu?"

"Ah."

Su Yao lowered her eyes and smiled, "I haven't given him anything yet, so I think the jade should complement him."

Qi Bo thought for a while: "There is a good one next to Kang's cloth shop, called Ruifu Pavilion, young master, go and have a look?"

He smiled again: "Left and right, our store now has a lot of income, so you can choose freely, my lord."

Su Yao responded.

As Qi Bo said, although Mr. Hetai didn't write a word for another month, the income of Su's bookstore is still stable.

and rich.

Due to the high demand, the embroidered version of "Yun Xian Meng Yi" was printed again, and it was on a small shelf a while ago, and it was sold out in half a day.

The rest of Mr. Huaben has a bookstore belt and is becoming more and more famous. In addition, Su Yao and several bookstores of the Chamber of Commerce have signed several gentlemen together, and now they don't have to worry about making money.

The owner of the bookstore and Mr. Hetai, who dragged the manuscript, are currently in a passionate relationship, and a certain pigeon is lucky not to be reminded of the manuscript.

Not only was he not urged to write, but he was about to receive a token of love from Boss Su.

After the Qixi Festival, Fu Ge was full of ambitions, and when he saw Song Jin, he couldn't hold back his complacent expression.

Song Jin glanced at him, and added fuel to Fu Xiang's anger: "Good news, Mr. Fu will be here soon. There are about two or three days left."

Fu Xiang just smiled: "Mr. Gao Ting, which high school is the proof?"

"Two families, the Wu family owned by His Majesty, and the He family owned by the Queen Mother."

Song Jin was puzzled, "Didn't you intervene?"

"It's about the imperial examinations of the country. The selection of scholars through the imperial examinations is the pillar of the country. Whoever dares to do such a thing, just accept it. I don't want to care about it."

Fu Ling frowned slightly, "How did Gao Ting see it?"

Song Jin smiled: "The children from the Wu family and the He family have the same handwriting as the student from Qingshi Academy. This was originally to cover up the matter of taking the exam, but unexpectedly, it aroused Gao Ting's suspicion. Imitation, how can it be so similar?"

"Jingzhong pulled out the handwriting of the three people overnight, which is almost the same as the examination paper of that year. Your second brother came to cooperate with me to interrogate someone."

Fu Ling pondered for a while: "These two families are not serious, no wonder the emperor and the queen mother are willing to use it to make a show."

"If you think so today, the Empress Dowager may not." Song Jin raised her eyebrows, "The Empress Dowager has no energy to take care of these things at all."

Fu Ling sipped his tea: "On the way back to Beijing, do you want to do something?"

"Back to Beijing, it will be difficult to do anything."

Song Jin smiled, and whispered a few words to Fu Ling.

Fu Ling raised his eyebrows upside down, quite surprised: "I thought, according to the queen mother's temperament, she would definitely be poisoned. Use the way of the other, and return the body of the other."

"Maybe the poison is poisoned on the arrow." Song Jin paused, "I told you that I wanted to..."

"I see."

Fu Ling's expression was as usual, "I will take good care of Pei Yi, no matter whether it is shot by an arrow or poisoned, it is impossible for Pei Yi to go to save people."

Song Jin glanced at him, and Fu Ling said calmly: "Master, don't worry, Pei Yi can't leave the old capital alive. If necessary, I will do it."

Song Jin nodded: "I just want to say one more thing. I'm afraid your heart will soften."

Fu Ling hid the sadness in his eyes, and only smiled slightly: "I'm used to this kind of thing, so I can't talk about being soft-hearted."

Just don't want to do it in the future.

Fu Ling was silent for a moment, followed Pei Yi to think of Bai Min, but then recalled Xie Lang's words on Qixi: "Recently, there have been a lot of rumors about the little emperor's grandson in the court?"

Song Jin also couldn't help but paused: "It's a little too much. Probably the Queen Mother laid the groundwork in advance. However, the Yongwang's sacrifice day is approaching, and there are discussions every year, and the Queen Mother is not very eye-catching."

Fu Ling nodded, but was still worried: "Then Ah Yan..."

"His identity is only known by Hua Niang and the Queen Mother. Hua Niang has already tried it, and her identity is confirmed. The Queen Mother's people and our people are escorting her to Beijing. It was also discussed earlier. When the Queen Mother succeeds and the court is more stable, then Take Ah Yan over."

Song Jin smiled, "There have been too many children in various places these years, and there are a lot of children who are more like him. You are still here, so you won't be the first to attack Ah Yan today. It will startle the snake."

"But I'm here, and Ah Yan is more careful. Although I can take care of it nearby, I dare not say that it is safe."

Fu Ling frowned, "There were not many rumors before, and we have many children from all over the world. Even if we notice him today, we may not be able to act. In this situation, we still have to be more careful."

"I'll call some more people to follow him."

Song Jin smiled, but fell silent again, "Does Fu Quite really not want to come back?"

After all, he couldn't help it, and when he asked this question, Fu Ling only smiled lightly.

Song Jin also understood.

It was not like he didn't know the inside story of the fuss in Fu's house during the New Year's Day.

People on the left and right have their own aspirations... Anyway, Master Xiao Fu is willing.

Song Jinwu sighed with a smile, "Forget it. I've been here for many years now, and I see your second brother's face every time I go to court. I think I'm really bored. If I have another one that looks exactly the same, I'm afraid I'll be so angry."

Mrs. Fu Hou had a difficult childbirth, and Pei Yi rescued her, and finally gave birth to a pair of twins.

Fu Ling raised the corners of his lips: "It seems that I still have to thank Mr. Fu?"

For several days after Qixi Festival, the weather was light rain.

Mr. Xiao Fu came to Jiujing with another minister handling the case, quietly, without causing any disturbance.

Except for the sects related to the high-ranking sect involved, only people like Mrs. Kang who are well-informed have heard of it.

Su Yao came to choose the style of jade wares again, but when she left the Ruifu Pavilion, she was stopped by Mrs. Kang and pulled her to look at the clothes.

This summer, a batch of new materials, as well as new styles and patterns, were really brought in from the middle of Beijing. When Mrs. Kang saw a beauty, she became very enthusiastic and wanted to show Su Yao every piece.

"I said earlier that you can come and see the new look. I'm waiting anxiously, why didn't you come?"

Mrs. Kang pretended to complain, "Master Xie won't bring you here anymore, just take care of my business."

"Master Xie is probably busy."

Su Yao was pulling up a piece of smooth silk, and laughed in a low voice, "I'm afraid Mr. Xie will bring someone else to take care of your business."

Su Yao's words were reserved, but Mrs. Kang is such a smart person, she was stunned for a moment, and she understood instantly.

The competition in my store a few days ago has a result.

Mrs. Kang secretly looked at Su Yao, and couldn't help but click her tongue twice: If the Fu family of Xidu succeeded, my old lady's vision is still accurate.

She took advantage of the situation and smiled: "Then you and Mr. Fu come here often. We have a lot of material here. Last time I made clothes, are you still used to them?"

"Ms. Kang's fabrics are excellent."

Su Yao praised, and then read again, "It's just that I gave too much, so let's forget it next time, so that you don't make money."

Mrs. Kang then remembered that she specially altered Xueqing's piece and gave it to Su Yao.

It seems that the tulle beauty has finally fallen into the hands of the surname Fu.

Mr. Fu is blessed.

I don't even like it.

Of course, Mrs. Kang didn't dare to look at it either.

She had already guessed who this Mr. Fu was, a master who could not be offended, even if she showed it to her, she would not dare to look at it.

It was raining slightly today, there were few people on the street, and there were no other customers in Mrs. Kang's shop, so Mrs. Kang brought many exquisite clothes and patterns, and showed them to Su Yao as if chatting.

If it looks good, wedding clothes can be made at my house too.

Instead of making wedding dresses, it’s fine to use my family’s patterns for the towels, drapes, curtains, and tablecloths.

If the marriage of Xidu Fu's family is a little bit involved, it will definitely help the future business.

Mrs. Kang was chatting with Su Yao, and when she raised her eyes, she saw a familiar face across the street.

Mrs. Kang couldn't help covering her lips and said with a smile: "Cao Cao Cao Cao is here, Boss Su, look, isn't that your Mr. Fu?"

Why...'My family' Mr. Fu?

But Fu Gezi did go out early today, such a coincidence, can we still meet on the street?

What happens unexpectedly is the most romantic.

Su Yao's heart moved slightly, and when he looked up, he saw two tall figures standing in front of the lotus seed stall across the street, holding ink paper umbrellas, picking lotus seeds.

Song Jin is also there.

... The lotus seeds are slightly bitter. Fu Gezi even refuses to eat the candied lotus seeds made by Su Yao. How could he buy lotus seeds?

Su Yao frowned slightly, and then looked carefully, but felt that Fu Gezi's expression was strange.

"...It's not him." Su Yao hesitated a little.

"Ah?" Mrs. Kang was taken aback, "Isn't this Mr. Fu?"

Isn't this the face of Mr. Fu?

Mrs. Kang has been in business for a long time, and she can remember seven or eight points even if she meets her once. What's more, Mr. Fu is so outstanding, how can he remember bad things?

But Su Yao said that...it wouldn't be for nothing.

Mrs. Kang was stunned for a moment, understood instantly, and couldn't help laughing first: "Hey, let me tell you! Boss Su is the best, anyway, I can't tell the difference. If I want to get close to Boss Su, I can tell the twins at a glance!"

Hearing these words, Su Yao was stunned: "What twins?"

Mrs. Kang was surprised for a moment: "I heard before that Mrs. Fu Hou's first child in Beijing is a pair of twins, isn't it?"

He looked at Rare again: "I really haven't seen twins, so they really look exactly the same. I don't know if the adults in the court can't tell them apart! I heard that Songfu Yin is Fu Xiang's wife. I think I've been used to seeing them since I was young. , it is clear..."

As she spoke, she slapped her thigh again: "I should have thought of it earlier, Fu Xiang has already resigned from office and lived in the old capital for a long time, and the one who can accompany Governor Song at this time must be the little Fu who just came to our old capital My lord! Hey, why didn’t I think of it just now! The lotus seeds in our old capital are big and round, and it was designated by Governor Song to bring Master Xiao Fu to try something new..."

Mrs. Kang laughed while talking, and Su Yao was stunned when she heard what she said.

Governor of the Song Dynasty, Master Xiao Fu, Mrs. Fu Hou, twin sons...

And most importantly——

Su Yao grabbed Mrs. Kang: "Just now you said... Fu Xiang?"