Chapter 68: The whole room is full of glory

In the living room of the Qingchunyuan banquet in the Wangfu, the lights shine softly, gold and silver utensils shine brightly, the rectangular giant dining table is covered with yellow satin tablecloths, and the orchids in the gold vase are blooming beautifully, rich and elegant.

The banquet living room is extremely spacious and has a stage. Nowadays, silk and bamboo are flying. The martial artists, Qingyi and Huadan, who are like lanterns on the stage, appear on the stage. They sing "The Peach Banquet", a very lively martial arts drama.

Qingchunyuan is a place where important guests of the royal palace or princesses come to watch operas when they are intrigued. It seems that there is only one table in the hall like a small theater. The entire opera troupe runs at high speed and sings very hard, but it is more energetic than the millions of viewers in the audience.

In fact, it is as leisurely as a ox cart. It seems that a section of railway from Beijing to Tianjin has been more than a year and has not been completed yet. Now we are going to build a railway from Weihai to Qingzhou?

This is different from the Southern Dynasty raising foreign capital to build railways. I think it is important to have reached a secret agreement with the British, just like the Germans built railways in Shandong, but in fact, the minerals along the way were handed over and given to others for free to mine.

The hardliners in the northern country are now huge. Although they are not so obvious, they may have given many benefits to the British under the huge pressure from the Southern Dynasties.

The snipe and clam fight, and it would be strange if the fisherman took the opportunity to get involved. He didn't get any big gains in the Southern Dynasty, so he focused on the northern country.

Ye Zhao was tasting the tea, but he couldn't tell what he was thinking about.

After a while, Ye Zhao said to Ruisi: "If you have nothing to do, just go and build a railway, have some snacks."

"Zhe! I'm going to leave!" Rui Si knelt down, kowtowed respectfully for a few times before he got up and stepped back.

Ye Zhao sat in the flower hall, savoring tea, and thinking silently.

When he returned to Qingchunyuan, the banquet had already ended, and Rong'er's two children also left. Rong'er was strolling waiting for him, which made Ye Zhao feel funny.

Having a little *** wife is waiting and caring, but she has a unique warm and interesting feeling.

When we were hosting friends at the school, Rong'er did not wear the gorgeous outfit of the concubine, so as not to scare people or lose her intention of getting close to her. But she would not be too casual. Rong'er wore a red silk Manchu cheongsam, which was dignified and beautiful, with a small style.

"Mr., let's roast some meat?" Seeing that her husband came back, Rong'er suggested enthusiastically. In fact, she accompanied the guests, even if she wanted to keep her stomach, it would not be too obvious, so as not to be unable to eat it. Now she wants to eat barbecue, so she is worried that her husband was not full just now.

Ye Zhao smiled and said, "I won't eat anymore. I wasn't hungry just now. Xiangyu, Chunyue and the others are eating well, right?"

"Yes." In fact, Rong'er made two "children" friends, and was a little worried that her husband would laugh at her. But now when she heard that her husband was concerned about her two "children", it was naturally because she was her friend. Rong'er thoughtfully and walked over and grabbed her husband's hand.

Ye Zhao picked her up and smiled and said, "Let's go with my husband to the study." Rong'er lit her head.

The study is ancient and ancient. On the desk, the white jade Ding Kiln beast face brush is very eye-catching. The little maid pours clear water, and the blue meaning is presented, which is very wonderful.

There are also little maids who help grind ink and warm pens, clear flower bamboo pen holder, beautiful textured Jingpo Duan inkstone, yellow stone dragon and tiger beast paperweight, study treasures, all of which are extraordinary. When combined, they are even more elegant and rich and majestic, and the purity reveals the style of the royal family. These antiques are very particular when choosing, and they are all organized by Rong'er.

Speaking of this study, Ye Zhao felt it wasted that Ye Zhao was using it. He was just a rough water-storing pen in his hand, and he was not as elegant as his ancestors.

If it is used for Rong'er, it will definitely complement each other.

"Rong'er, please help me write." Ye Zhao sat next to the desk, picked up Rong'er and put it on his lap. He was honest and polite. Who told his wife to write beautifully?

"Oh." Rong'er naturally obediently and gracefully twisted the brush.

Ye Zhao thought about it and said, "I'll just say the general meaning. The words and words are arranged in a row, and you can do it. It is still the same rule for foreigners, and you must have a sense of dignity."

Rong'er pointed a little again. In fact, Ye Zhao has asked her to do this a lot in the past two years, and Rong'er is very familiar with it.

There is no way. Although it may be easier to understand the plain language of Europa, the original manuscripts of these notes must be archived. After thousands of years, future generations will always make them feel that the Chinese elegance is. If the documents during this period cannot be all in vernacular, it would be unconventional.

Thinking about it, Ye Zhao said: "This is a note to the European countries, telling them that the Beijing government is not a legal government in China. We will not recognize any treaties signed by the Beijing government with other countries in private. If there is a dispute in the future, don't blame me for not saying it."

Of course, we have to give Western countries a vaccination. Don’t think that China’s affairs are so easy to interfere. If you lose your wife and your army in the future, you will have something to say first.

Rong'er tilted her little head, bit her little lips and thought for a while, then she wrote. The extremely elegant little calligraphy made Ye Zhao feel ashamed. Why is this little *** so painful?

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*** It’s really you just finished singing and I’m on the stage. Why do you cut leeks and faint from one batch after another? Where is our sickle?

Please ask for a new one! Brothers, please look through your pockets and see if there is still a new one.
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