The Beloved in the Palm

Chapter 119 Goodbye Madam

Ning Que sat in the living room and listened calmly to the other party telling him about the recent major events in Beijing.

Sitting opposite him was Xu Jiawei, the second master of the Xu family.

After a long while, Xu Jiawei sighed: "Since you are back in the capital, you should move around more."

Ning Que shook his head and said, "Given the current situation of the Xu family, it would not be appropriate for me to spend more time with my former classmates."

Xu Jiawei frowned, unable to agree. He had no choice but to stand up and say: "If the Xu family loses power, you will inevitably be affected in the officialdom. Now the people who rely on the Xu family are feeling uneasy, and only you can reassure them. But you hesitate to move forward..."

Ning Que advised: "It is even more important to keep calm at this time."

"That's all, I can't convince you. Brother will definitely invite you to the mansion for a talk one day." Xu Jiawei shook his head.

He is about twenty years older than Ning Que.

But Ning was indeed a student of his father's when he was old, and Mr. Xu was very fond of him, so his status was changed to his equal.

Xu Jiawei disliked Ning Que very much.

First, this person is so talented that he outshone Mr. Xu's three sons when he was young; second, this person is obviously younger than them, but he is always on an equal footing with them.

Look, he can't even order Ning Que at this moment!

In turn, I have to be preached by Ning Que!

Xu Jiawei said coldly: "You should be in the house tomorrow, right? It's not easy to see you now."

Without waiting for Ning Que's answer, a boy came to the door and whispered: "Master, Mr. Lin drove to the door and wants to invite you to the outskirts of the city for tea."

Xu Jiawei frowned and asked, "Which Mr. Lin?"

The boy replied: "Master Lin Bolin."

Xu Jiawei frowned even more tightly: "I seem to have heard that... he is a businessman? I am not scolding you as a brother, but associating with such people will really damage your reputation."

"Not a businessman." Ning Que replied, with a little light flashing across his eyes. He said: "Lin Bo's ancestor also came from a scholarly family. He himself was elected as a candidate during the Shunyuan period and was a county magistrate. He later resigned. He left the official position and switched to running the ancestral business. He once held the Penglai Poetry Festival in Dengzhou and gained some fame. "

"So what if you get the exam? Without an official status, it's nothing. Not to mention that there are big and small officials." Xu Jiawei was very dissatisfied, "You just like to associate with such humble people. Don't abandon those individuals. Those who are truly virtuous do not care.”

Ning Que didn't want to say any more: "I will send my brother out of the house."

Xu Jiawei had a sullen face and could only watch helplessly as Ning Que boarded Mr. Lin's carriage.

He tossed his sleeves and turned around, his expression getting even more ugly: "In the final analysis, it was only supported by my Xu family. Now it is getting stronger, and in turn, it no longer needs a benefactor!"

The boy walking beside him trembled when he heard the sound, but did not dare to respond.

Now Xiang Ning did get on the carriage, but for a moment he still didn't know what to say.

In fact, he secretly sent people to the vicinity of Lin's house to see if he could still meet the wife of that day. But he didn't actually have an idea of ​​what to do after the encounter.

After all, it was just a surprise, so what should I do?

That’s all.

Ning Que finally said nothing.

Until we reached Zhuangzi.

Ning Que asked aloud: "What's so special about this place?"

Mr. Lin smiled and said: "The environment is elegant."

Ning Que thought, what is the difference between saying this and not saying it?

There are so many elegant places.

Mr. Lin was sweating silently at this moment. He didn't expect that Ning Que would come as soon as he was invited! He was ready to come in personally and make extravagant promises to deceive Mr. Ning.

As a result, I haven’t even waited to beg him yet.

Ning Que got on the carriage.

Now when he asked what was so special about Zhuangzi, it made Master Lin feel ashamed and it was hard to coax him.

Mr. Lin thought to himself, he has never been there even once, so he doesn’t know anything about it!

At this time, the two got off the carriage.

The people guarding the door immediately came over to greet Xue Qingyin. They were completely different from when Xue Qingyin first came back to Zhuangzi.

The servant is wearing light blue clothes. Although it is an intermediate color, it is pleasing to the eye. Another sign hung on his waist with a symbol drawn on it.

The symbol looks like a word, but it is not a word.

But the design is clever and looks very beautiful.

Look at the sign hanging above the servant's head.

The four characters written in the pen are "dragon and snake" - "one peck and one drink".

"Other Zhuangzi mostly state the owner's surname, such as Liujiazhuangzi and Lijiazhuangzi. This plaque is interesting." Mr. Lin sighed.

"Well, one peck and one drink comes from "Zhuangzi: The Master of Health Preservation". It refers to people's food and drink, but also refers to a carefree life." Ning Que paused for a moment and asked: "In addition to drinking tea, Zhuangzi can also eat ?”

Mr. Lin nodded: "It should be."

"This calligraphy looks familiar...is it Liu Xiuyuan's calligraphy?" Mr. Lin immediately discovered the difference.

The servant had already walked up to them and said with a smile: "This gentleman has good eyesight, and he is exactly the name of Mr. Liu Xiuyuan."

The servant looked proud and said: "If you go in, you can still see Mr. Liu's calligraphy hanging on the wall. If you go further in, you can also see Mr. Ping Nanzi and Cen Yuan painting..."

It does sound elegant.

Ning Quexin said.

However, he is not actually a person obsessed with pursuing elegance, so he only has a light expression on his face.

After the servant finished talking about the calligraphy and painting, he asked, "Do you two have any reservations?"

Mr. Lin was stunned: "Reservation?"

The servant nodded: "That's right. If you want to have a meal and tea at our manor, you must send someone to reserve a seat three days in advance. If there is a vacancy, the manor will write an invitation letter and send it to the manor. Then you can enter the manor with the invitation. Now the manor has not officially opened yet. If you have a sign given by our master, you can also enter the manor in advance with the sign."

Mr. Lin was shocked: "It's more troublesome than Furong Garden."

The servant shook his head: "Where? Only princes and nobles can enter Furong Garden. Here, any noble family can come as a guest."

Ning Que said: "If we wait until the opening day, I believe that anyone with some status in the capital will rush to come."

Mr. Lin nodded: "Yes! Although it sounds troublesome, it suits their appetite."

If you can have this meal casually, then it doesn't matter where you go to eat?

It is because of the threshold that you can distinguish between high and low.

Naturally, some people will compete to be the high and noble guests.

Ning Que shook his head helplessly: "I'm afraid it's not to my taste."

He didn't like these exaggerated and complicated things, nor did he like to compete with others for false reputation.

Master Lin was anxious: "Don't leave, Mr. Ning. To be honest, the owner of this place has some friendship with me. Let's go in first."

Master Lin hurriedly looked at the servant: "Is your master here? Go and inform him that Lin Bo and his friends are here to visit. The two painters in the manor were introduced by me."

The servant was surprised and said: "What a coincidence, the master just arrived and is drinking tea inside. I will go and inform him now."

Xue Qingyin was sitting with Liu Xiuyuan at this moment, commenting on whether the food in front of them was delicious.

The two painters were painting diligently on the side.

After hearing the report from the subordinates, Xue Qingyin was also surprised.

"Master Lin is here? And brought friends?"

She quickly guessed that Master Lin probably wanted to come to support her.

But her manor wanted to cut the leeks of dignitaries.

If Master Lin brought ordinary merchants, it would be bad. Because it would not be conducive to raising the threshold in the future, as the saying goes, "building a high standard".

Xue Qingyin stood up and said, "I will go to meet him in person."

The servant was puzzled: "The master's status is so high? Why bother to meet him in person?"

Xue Qingyin waved her hand: "It's a gentleman's friendship, why bother about status?"

Liu Xiuyuan nodded on the side after hearing this.

The two painters also agreed secretly, thinking that although Zhuangzi had a bit of a smell of money, this concubine of King Xuan was a refined person. For some reason, it was said outside that she was a first-class rude person.

Ning Que had lost much interest in Zhuangzi, but since the person had already arrived, he could only wait patiently.

If I had known this, I would have played chess at home...

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Just as this thought passed.

Then I heard footsteps approaching.

The young woman walked slowly, holding a fan in her hand, and her figure was graceful.

When she got closer, she saw that her face was gorgeous and dazzling.

Ning Que paused.

Isn't this the daughter of... that lady that day?

"Why is Mr. Lin here?" Xue Qingyin looked at Ning Que, "Who is this?"

She thought she looked familiar.

Mr. Lin smiled and said, "This..."

"Ning Que, just call him Mr. Ning." Ning Que spoke first.

It's not that Ning Que thinks too highly of himself, but his status is indeed not low. He has a good family background, is a governor, has a great reputation among literati, and is a student of Xu Qin.

Once he becomes a Beijing official, his former fellow townsmen and classmates will quickly become his faction.

After thinking about it, it is better not to reveal his identity directly, so that it is easier to make friends.

Xue Qingyin really didn't know who Ning Que was or what his status was. She only felt vaguely familiar, nodded, and invited them in.

"If I had known that Mr. Lin was coming, I would have given you a sign." Xue Qingyin said.

Master Lin asked with a smile: "What kind of brand is it?"

Xue Qingyin pointed to the one hanging on the servant's waist: "Here, this is it."

Master Lin couldn't help but ask again out of curiosity: "When I was young, I traveled all over the world. I think I have a lot of knowledge, but I really can't recognize what the symbol on it means. Could it be Persian characters?"

Xue Qingyin shook her head: "It's money."

Master Lin was stunned: "What?"

Xue Qingyin pointed and said: "This is what money means."

If a modern person came, he would definitely recognize it at a glance. It's a "￥".

Master Lin smiled helplessly: "So, so that's what it means... It seems that my knowledge is really not enough."

Speaking of this, Master Lin was a little worried.

He is actually a vulgar and elegant person.

But I'm afraid that Mr. Ning doesn't like these things that directly express the desire to make money.

Master Lin turned around to look at Ning Que, but heard Ning Que say: "Is this designed by the girl?"

Xue Qingyin thought to herself, what girl.

Doesn't he recognize my identity?

Xue Qingyin looked at Mr. Lin and thought it was Mr. Lin who deliberately concealed it, so she refused to correct Ning Que and nodded shamelessly.

She had to figure out how to make that symbol look better!

"It's really a wonderful idea." Ning Que said.

Mr. Lin: "...?"

Xue Qingyin led the way.

They walked through the cloister.

Xue Qingyin suddenly stopped and said: "I always feel that there is still some landscape design missing here. Last time I went back to Mr. Lin's house, the garden was very well designed. My mother-in-law liked it very much..."

Before Xue Qingyin could finish her words, Mr. Lin said quickly: "This is easy. If I had known that your father-in-law would like it, I would have sent the craftsmen who originally designed the landscape..."

Ning Que hesitated for a moment and then interjected: "If a Taishan stone is placed here, and Ping Nanzi is asked to paint on the Taishan stone, it can be used as a stone screen, and it will be extremely elegant."

The ancients could not help admiring the flowers and the moon, and they also liked to admire the stones.

This Taishan stone is the most precious stone.

Xue Qingyin said: "Mr. Ning's great advice, I want to write it down."

Ning Que then said as if there was no trace: "It's just that the Taishan stone is hard to find..."

Xue Qingyin didn't understand much about this, so she asked, "Is it difficult to find it?"

Then leave it to He Songning to deal with the headache.

Ning Que nodded, as if asking and answering his own questions: "But I have one in my house."

Mr. Lin slowly figured out that something was wrong.

Something's wrong!

Ning Gong is very uncomfortable today!

Xue Qingyin also said: "How dare you ask Mr. Ning to give up your love?"

Ning Que said: "It's not about giving away love. I'm stupid and don't appreciate this thing well. I might as well give it to someone in need."

Xue Qingyin was stunned now.

She thought she was going to sell it to her.

After working on it for a long time, it turned out to be delivered directly?

Then she wouldn't dare accept it!

She is now King Xuan's concubine, and she is afraid that she might be used to bribe King Xuan.

Xue Qingyin smiled lightly and said, "Then I will order someone to bring the money to your mansion to pick it up?"

Ning Que said: "No need to bother, I will just send someone to Zhuangzi."

Mr. Lin was a little scared when he heard this.

What's going on? Is this?

At this time, Mrs. Xue suddenly came from another direction with someone.

She walked in a hurry, her beautiful eyes stood upright, and her face was filled with anger. But beautiful people in this world should be beautiful even when they are angry.

She said: "Qingyin, something happened earlier."

Although it was a trivial matter, Mrs.

Xue Qingyin asked her doubtfully: "Isn't it great to catch him?"

Xue Jia Zhuangzi had already had a feud with Liu Jia Zhuangzi a long time ago.

Liu family, Liu family, Xue Qingyin didn't know Liu Yuerong before. Only now do I naturally think of her.

Is it the property of Liu Yuerong's family? Such a coincidence?

Mrs. Xue waved her hand.

Then two strong servants came over with a man with a deer head and rat eyes.

Half of the man's face was swollen, and his eyes were fierce: "Let me tell you, our family is not someone you can afford to offend! My master is Princess Wei!"

When Mrs. Xue heard this, she looked particularly ugly.

She whispered: "I am quick, I grabbed the stick and beat him. This matter..."

Mrs. Xue was afraid that it would turn into a dispute between Prince Xuan's Palace and Prince Wei's Palace.

Xue Qingyin pouted.

Oh Liu Yuerong’s people.

Speaking of which, Liu Yuerong wanted to push her into the river last time, but in the end she was pushed to Xue Qinghe. That matter hasn't been settled yet.

Xue Qingyin asked: "Where is the stick?"

The servant on the side quickly handed it over.

Xue Qingyin took it and said to Mrs. Xue: "If I'm not angry enough, just hit me again."

Mrs. Xue hesitated.

Then she chose to believe her daughter. She grabbed the stick again, hit the man hard, and said coldly: "This man just dared to call me a wicked woman!"

After saying that, Mrs. Xue whipped the stick again. The movement was so swift that the man immediately wailed and lay down on the ground.

Mr. Lin was stunned.

Ning Que also looked shocked.

What a good life... so heroic!

Even when you are angry, you feel it is a coquettish thing.

Ning Que has never seen such a fiery woman.

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