When Lu Zhiyun returned home, the last ray of sunlight disappeared and the whole world was shrouded in darkness.
Noisy sounds came from inside, including a few men talking and laughing. The men's voices were so loud that they could be heard from a distance.
"Are there any guests at home?" Lu Zhiyun asked the housekeeper.
The butler said with a smile: "Several of the master's colleagues came to congratulate him."
"Congratulations?" Lu Zhiyun didn't know why.
"The master has a happy event, and the lady will know it when she comes in." The housekeeper pretended to be secretive.
Lu Zhiyun first went to find Mu Siyu. The servant said that she was entertaining guests and that several ladies had arrived.
Just when she asked about Mu Siyu's whereabouts, Mu Siyu also knew that she was back and asked Ziyuan to come and take her to meet the guests.
"Zhiyun, come here quickly." Mrs. Tan waved with a smile, "Sit here..."
Lu Zhiyun greeted them with a smile, first saluted the ladies, and then sat at the seat indicated by Mrs. Tan.
"I haven't seen you for a few days. Is this little girl getting paler?" Mrs. Tan asked.
"It's nothing," Mu Siyu said, "Maybe it's because the snow has melted and the weather is a little colder than the past few days. It's because I'm freezing."
"Nonsense, how did you become a mother?" Mrs. Tan said, "I look even whiter."
Lu Zhiyun kept smiling, sometimes charmingly, sometimes elegantly, and sometimes showing an innocent smile.
Until the end of the banquet, when Mu Siyu saw off the ladies and Lu Yi saw off his colleagues, Lu Zhiyun didn't even know what had happened.
Throughout the banquet, Mrs. Tan was more enthusiastic than before. Mrs. Jia and Jia Linglong did not change much, but they both had joy in their eyes. Something good should have happened.
"Brother..." Lu Zhiyun tugged at the corner of Lu Shaoyu's clothes, "What's going on?"
Lu Shaoyu lowered his voice and said: "Dad has been promoted to Shaoqing."
"How many grades?"
"From the fourth grade."
When Lu Yi was promoted, his colleagues came to congratulate him, which also meant establishing good relations in advance.
Lu Xuan is also here.
"Brother, I'm going back first." Lu Xuan said to Lu Yi, "I don't know anything about such a big happy event. You asked me to come over for dinner. I thought it was a family gathering. Tomorrow, my brother will make up for the gifts. My brother is now
This is the young minister of Dali Temple. This is a great joy and must be made up for."
"Don't worry, I won't be polite to you." Lu Yi said, "Be careful on the road."
"Dad..." Lu Zhiyun came over with a smile, "You are so awesome!"
Lu Yi touched Lu Zhiyun's hair: "Dad will continue to work hard. One day, no one will dare to bully our little Yun'er anymore."
The guests had left, and now it was private time for everyone in the Lu family. Lu Yi and Mu Siyu gathered several people at home, and they had a few drinks. After drinking too much, they went back to their rooms to rest.
The next day, Si Bao Pavilion. Lu Zhiyun and two new assistants learned new skills from Pavilion Master Xu.
After Pavilion Master Xu left, Xu Muwei hugged Lu Zhiyun's arm. She didn't mind at all that Lu Zhiyun was a few years younger than her, and looked at her sadly like a downtrodden wretch.
"Did you understand what the Pavilion Master just said?"
Lu Zhiyun looked matter-of-fact and nodded: "I understand."
"Ah, why can't I understand?" Xu Muwei looked at her companion next to her, Wu Chunlan, another lucky person chosen by Lu Zhiyun, "Do you understand?"
Wu Chunlan nodded with red cheeks: "I understand, but I don't understand it very well, just half-understand it."
"Zhiyun, Sister Yang Zheng's uncle is here." A maid walked in and said to Lu Zhiyun.
Lu Zhiyun gave her a piece of silver: "Well done. But do you know what he is here for?"
"I vaguely heard something. Sister Yang Zheng's uncle told the steward that Sister Yang Zheng would never come here again and that she was going back to get married."
"Thank you."
Xu Muwei said: "It seems that Yang Zheng is really leaving this time."
"Logically speaking, I shouldn't be involved in other people's housework." Lu Zhiyun said, "However, Yang Zheng's eyes were bright when she talked about embroidery, and she also talked about many expectations for the future. If she is forced to marry at this time, then
Her life is completely different."
"We can't stop it either!"
"Who said that?" Lu Zhiyun approached Xu Muwei and said a few words to her.
Xu Muwei looked at her distressedly: "If others find out about this matter, the higher-ups will blame it..."
"I will be responsible." Lu Zhiyun said.
Manager Meng has many things to deal with today, among which the lady from Wu'an Hou Mansion is the most difficult to deal with. Perhaps because the lady was originally a princess, she is particularly picky. Every time she makes clothes and accessories for her, she can choose
There were more than ten or twenty dissatisfactions. Therefore, as long as it was the lady's clothes and shoes, they would be very energetic, and sometimes even ask Pavilion Master Xu to take charge of it himself.
During such a busy time, a middle-aged man covered in dirt suddenly appeared and blocked her way. He also told her a lot of things that he didn't have, which made her feel even worse.
"Are you done?" Manager Meng said impatiently, "Get out of the way when you're done."
"Steward, what needs to be explained has been explained. Since you have no objection, I will go and pack my niece's things." Uncle Yang Zheng said.
"Is this the place you should come?" Manager Meng sneered, "Even those powerful officials and wives know that no one else is allowed to enter such a secret place except people from Sibao Pavilion. Yang Zheng doesn't want to do it anymore.
, then don’t waste our time, everything she has here, except personal things, can’t be taken away.”
"My niece has embroidered so much..." Uncle Yang Zheng was unwilling to give in and wanted to defend himself.
In fact, if the Yang family is so poor, what kind of things can Yang Zheng put in Sibao Pavilion? Uncle Yang Zheng's idea from the beginning was for Yang Zheng to leave the embroidery here.
"Yangzheng can't leave." Lu Zhiyun and Xu Muwei walked out of it.
Uncle Yang Zheng laughed dryly: "The steward has agreed."
"The steward agreed, but we didn't." Lu Zhiyun said, "What do you think this is? This is one hundred taels of silver that Yang Zheng borrowed from his master, Pavilion Master Xu. The time written on it is two months, only three days are missing.
It's just two months. If you pay back the money, you can take Yang Zheng away. If you don't pay back, Yang Zheng can't go with you."
"One hundred taels?" Uncle Yang Zheng was so surprised that his voice became sharp. "Impossible! That stinky girl doesn't have the courage. What did she borrow a hundred taels of silver for?"
"During that rush, her mother was sick, and she had to find a doctor for her mother and take care of her younger siblings. One person was divided into three parts. Later, she couldn't hold on any longer, so she asked the master to borrow one.
One hundred taels of silver. Uncle, this is where the signatures and paintings are signed. If you don't believe it, you can take a look."
