In the carriage, Fan Yan talked about having a royal palace.
Lu Zhiyun said: "Congratulations."
"Xiao Yun'er, when the palace is renovated, I will host a banquet. You must come then!" Fan Yan looked at Lu Zhiyun, his eyes full of smiles.
Lu Zhiyun looked at Lu Shaoyu.
"What do you think he's doing? I'm not inviting anyone else, I'm just inviting a few of you, Mr. Lu and Mrs. Lu. Is it possible that you still don't show respect?" Fan Yan said.
"This is inappropriate." Lu Shaoyu said calmly, "If the imperial concubine knew about it, she would definitely be unhappy."
"Why would she be unhappy if I invited a few people I like?" Fan Yan disagreed. "In the worst case, I'll invite a few more people to Nuanju later. I'll invite whoever she wants me to invite."
The carriage arrived at Lu's house. Fan Yan also wanted to get off the car and go to Lu's house to have something to eat, but Lu Shaoyu declined him politely. Fan Yan was not happy, but he also knew that this was not Hubei City, and his identity would indeed bring trouble to the Lu family.
Necessary troubles can only be left in despair.
On the second day, when Lu Zhiyun arrived at Sibao Pavilion, she noticed that everyone looked strange.
Yang Zheng poked her arm and lowered her voice and said, "Who were the two gentlemen who came yesterday?"
"One is my brother, and the other is my brother's classmate." Lu Zhiyun said, "He is a bit of a joker, don't take him seriously."
"The one who looks a lot like you is your brother, right?" Yang Zheng was surprised, "How do you two siblings look so good? Why are you both so good-looking?"
"Hmm... maybe it's because my parents are good-looking?" Lu Zhiyun said jokingly.
"I've never met your father, but your mother is really gentle and beautiful." Yang Zheng's eyes were full of envy.
"Gentle..." Lu Zhiyun couldn't help but laugh thinking about Mu Siyu's fiery temper.
"Some people are so delicate and delicate. They can't do this or that. Why don't they just stay in their boudoir and be a wealthy lady? Why come out and fight with us?" Hua Rong came over.
Lu Zhiyun said lightly: "Maybe it's because...she likes it."
"You..." Hua Rong glared at Lu Zhiyun.
"Some people are not as skilled as others. They don't want to practice their skills and only know how to stab people in the back. Even if such people are given a hundred years, they will be like this in this life."
"Lu Zhiyun..."
"Sister Huarong, is something wrong? Oh, I didn't say anything about you. Although sister Huarong, you are only five or six years older than me and you can't even sew well, but I won't laugh at you, really..."
"Seeing you so energetic early in the morning makes me feel twenty years younger." A kind-hearted old woman walked in.
This person is none other than the Pavilion Master of Sibao Pavilion, the highest decision-maker here.
The pavilion master looked at Lu Zhiyun and said, "I've heard a long time ago that we have a very smart little girl coming here. It could be you!"
"Master, she is Fan Yu's apprentice." Manager Song said.
"No wonder." Mrs. Xu nodded.
After Mrs. Xu left, Yang Zheng patted her chest and said nervously: "I have been here at Si Bao Pavilion for so long, and this is the first time I have been so close to the Pavilion Master. Zhiyun, you have been noticed by the Pavilion Master. I heard
The master's craftsmanship is extremely exquisite, even the female officials in the palace are her apprentices, if she..."
"Some people should not have sweet dreams. Is it so easy to be Pavilion Master Xu's apprentice?"
"Can't you just think about it?" Yang Zheng muttered.
"Let's do something!" Lu Zhiyun smiled at Yang Zheng, "We'll talk about the future later. No matter how much we say now, it's just empty talk."
Hua Rong went out once, and when she came back her eyes were red. Even though she tried her best to hide it, she was still easily discovered.
In the following days, Hua Rong was always sent out, but the results that day were definitely not very good.
It wasn't until a few days later that Hua Rong returned to Sibao Pavilion angrily. After that, he stayed with Pavilion Master Xu and never went out again.
"I heard...Senior Sister Hua has been made things difficult for her."
"Who is it?"
"I don't know about that."
Lu Zhiyun looked at the sky outside.
"The snow has stopped."
Yang Zheng rubbed her hands: "Even if the snow stops, it's still so cold!"
"Didn't you use the bottle of hand balm I gave you? Why are your hands still so swollen?"
Yang Zheng said embarrassedly: "I gave it to my mother. My mother also has to wash clothes for the whole family, so... I'm sorry, Zhiyun, for transferring the things you gave me without your permission."
Others, don't be angry."
"Why should I be angry? I have given you something, and you are free to give it to whomever you want. Besides, you are not giving it to others casually, but you are giving it to your mother as a filial piety. I think you are very good." Lu Zhiyun stood up, "
There’s not much work to do today, I’ll go back first and see you the day after tomorrow.”
It's a holiday again.
Racecourse. Lu Zhiyun spread her hands and let the rouge horse lick the palm of her hand.
This rouge horse really eats sweets. She brought several candies and it ate them happily, wagging its tail happily.
She stroked the horse's mane, looked at it and said, "Do you have a master?"
Not far away, several figures walked past.
"Hey..." Xia Qingzhou pulled his friend's arm, "Your horse was stared at by a little girl."
Xie Chengjin looked up.
It's her again.
Shuse really likes her.
"That little girl is so handsome." Xia Qingzhou said, "Wait here for a moment..."
After saying that, Xia Qingzhou ran towards Lu Zhiyun.
Xie Chengjin frowned, but still followed.
Lu Zhiyun heard the footsteps and looked up.
When he saw Xia Qingzhou, alertness flashed in his eyes.
"Do you like this horse?" Xia Qingzhou looked at Lu Zhiyun with a smile, "It's too small to ride. This racecourse is mine. If you like other horses, you can try it."
"Yours?" Lu Zhiyun then looked at Xia Qingzhou.
Xia Qingzhou raised his lips and smiled: "Yes, from my family."
"Then this horse is also..."
"This horse is not..." Xia Qingzhou felt someone coming behind him, looked back, pointed at the person and said, "This horse belongs to him, I just help him raise it for a while."
Lu Zhiyun already liked this horse, so she came here during the holiday to have a look. Unexpectedly, she met the horse's owner.
I have met the owner of this horse, the same person who gave him riding clothes last time.
"I think this horse is very cute, so I gave it a few candies. It's really rude to feed it without the owner's permission."
"It doesn't matter, I don't have time to take care of it anyway." After saying that, Xie Chengjin looked at Xia Qingzhou, "Why don't you leave?"
"Let's go, let's go right away." Xia Qingzhou followed Xie Chengjin and left.
Lu Zhiyun looked at Xie Chengjin's back and said to Yan Zhima: "Your master looks fierce, but he is actually quite easy to talk to."
Not long after, Xie Chengjin put on his riding clothes, sat on his horse, drew his bow and shot arrows.
Lu Zhiyun was about to leave, but when she saw his movements, she couldn't help but look at him for a while.
