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Chapter 39 Song Zhiyue's appointment

"Thank you, sister, I'm thinking about you."

The two of them talked about Liu Yuqing's haircut, and then talked about the Chinese Valentine's Day Poetry Party and the icing on the cake of the Chinese Valentine's Day evening clothes. Yan Xiao listened for a while and then went out.

Hong Gang sat for a while, but couldn't leave even if he wanted to. He could only sit and listen to words that had nothing to do with him. When Liu Yuqing saw the words and walked out, she stood up and sat next to Hong Zhao, looking at Hong Zhao up and down.

Hong Zhao felt uncomfortable with Liu Yuqing's naked eyes and asked: "Miss Yuqing, do you think there is anything wrong with the clothes of the slave family?"

Liu Yuqing shook her head and said, "No, your clothes are very nice and suit you very well. I'm just curious about how you and Brother Lin met?"

Hong Zhao has been in Lelou for three years and has seen a lot of people and sophistication. When Liu Yuqing asked this question, and then thought about the way Liu Yuqing looked at Lin Youwei the last time he came home, he understood what Liu Yuqing said.

The meaning of it, and also understood Liu Yuqing’s thoughts.

Hong Zhao's index finger lifted a strand of hair hanging down from her ear and tangled it with her fingertips. Her almond-shaped eyes were full of emotion. She said: "The Nu family is just a person in the world, it's just that other people are different. You are obsessed with my talent.

, we became familiar with each other during this time, and naturally we had our children."

Listening to Hong Zhao's words, Liu Yuqing was so filled with hatred that she wished she could slap the coquettish woman in front of her to take away the charm of Hong Zhao. But the reality soldiers did not allow Liu Yuqing to do this, so she could only think like this.

, with a light smile on his face.

"Sister, this story between you and Brother Lin is really similar to what is said outside! Sure enough, sister is a person who has seen the world and has such rich experiences."

Hong Zhao put down her hair and looked at her fingers and said: "Of course, women who show their faces to us naturally have seen more than Miss Yuqing who has been in the boudoir for a long time. This is also something that is forced by livelihood.

Miss Yuqing need not be so envious."

Liu Yuqing sat next to Hong Zhao because she wanted to find out the details about Hong Zhao, but she didn't expect to be ridiculed by Hong Zhao. She also felt very sorry on her face. But she didn't give up there. She said: "I want to come to my sister before I come here."

His craftsmanship must be very good!"

"Of course, even the governor said after listening to my pipa that my pipa playing is superb, comparable to Wang Qiang. By the way, Miss Yuqing, you haven't seen the governor yet! It's a pity that Hong Zhao has already retired from music.

After Lou redeems himself, he will no longer have the opportunity to play the pipa in front of others, otherwise he can still introduce someone to Miss Hongzhao."

Liu Yuqing was a little confused by Hong Zhao's words and asked: "Why do you want to introduce the governor to me?"

"Although the governor is also diligent in his official duties, he has a small hobby, which is to love red money. The governor knows all the young talents in Xunyang City. If you tell the governor, I am sure he will be very happy.

Make an excellent marriage for Miss Yuqing. Isn’t the husband introduced by the governor a hundred times better than Youwei?"

Hong Zhao looked at the two elders above and saw that he had not noticed them. Hong Zhao turned closer to Liu Yuqing and covered his face with his hands.

It won't be worse than Youwei, which is much better. In this way, Miss Yuqing won't be thinking about my wife and I's husband-in-law."

Hong Zhao touched his belly and said, "Although Madam is not here at all, I don't want my baby to have another aunt as soon as he is born."

"You? It's just..."

Hong Zhao looked up at Liu Yuqing and asked innocently: "Does Miss Yuqing want to say that I am shameless?"

In this poem, Song Zhiyue, who was sitting in the upper position, saw Hong Zhao and Liu Yuqing chatting happily and asked with a smile: "Hong Zhao, what are you talking about? You are so happy. It makes us two old people happy too."

Happy."

Hong Zhao raised his head and said with a smile: "Miss Yuqing said I can give Youwei a big fat boy."

Song Zhiyue burst out laughing after hearing this, and said, "I really want to borrow Yuqing's good words."

Seeing Hong Zhao say this in front of Song Zhiyue, Liu Yuqing immediately reacted. She stood up and walked lightly to Song Zhiyue. While squeezing Song Zhiyue's shoulders, she said: "Aunt, I'm still thinking about it."

When sister Hongzhao’s child is born, I will recognize her as my godson, and our two families will become even closer."

Ms. Liu, who was sitting next to Song Zhiyue, heard this and scolded her with a straight face: "Nonsense, how can a woman who has not yet left the government say such things?"

Song Zhiyue stopped Liu's words, patted Liu Yuqing's hand and said, "Look at you, why are you so fierce? What Yuqing said is right. If you accept Yuqing as your godmother, you will indeed be closer to her."

Liu Yuqing glanced at Hong Zhao on the seat proudly, which meant that she had won. Hong Zhao glanced at Liu Yuqing and said nothing, lowering her head, but the corners of her mouth raised slightly.

Sun's mother came back an hour after shopping. She carried the vegetable basket to the kitchen and saw Yan Xiao steaming rice again.

After Yan Xiao came out of the main hall, he first went back to pay for his house price. When he saw that Sun's mother had put his luggage on the table, he quickly took out the things inside and put them in the space.

After what happened just now, Yan Xiao felt that this house was not safe. There was no need for him to be frank with the family now. It was better to just put these things in the space as they were used. Really, there are always unruly people.

Want to harm me.

"Young madam, I bought the vegetables, let me do it!" Mother Sun said as she put the vegetables on the case behind her.

"It doesn't matter, today Aunt Liu came to ask my mother to come over and make a wedding dress for Miss Yuqing. I will cook for her myself. Once the haircut is over, she will no longer be able to come to our house to play often." Yan Xiao said while lighting the fire.

.

Mother Sun nodded and said, "Yes, now that the hairpin is over, Miss Yuqing will have to be busy with marriage matters. I think Miss Yuqing is a virtuous and kind woman, and she will definitely be able to find a good husband's family."

"Yes, I think so too." I'm afraid that as soon as I pass my haircut, I'll have to figure out how to marry into the Lin family.

"Mama Sun, help me watch the rice in the pot so it doesn't burn."

"Hey, good!"

Yan Xiao looked at the vegetables Sun's mother bought, and she suddenly had an idea. Xunyang is located in the south, has heavy humidity, and likes spicy food. But just because a place likes spicy food doesn't mean that everyone in that place can eat spicy food.

Yeah, Liu Yuqing, for example, can't eat spicy food.

Yan Xiao showed off her Sichuan cooking skills. Considering that there was a pregnant woman named Hong Zhao, she still cooked two dishes that would help her fetus absorb nutrients. The other dishes were spicier, and Yan Xiao was also

Specially added Sichuan peppercorns.

During the meal, Yan Xiao specially placed two non-spicy dishes in front of Song Zhiyue and Hongzhao. Although Liu Yuqing can't eat spicy dishes, Liu is a person who doesn't like spicy food.

After finishing the meal, all the dishes were on the plate, including Liu Yuqing's rice. But her mouth was also red and swollen from the spicy food. She drank two large cups of tea as soon as she got off the table.

On the second day, Liu Mansion indeed sent a servant to drive a carriage to pick up Song Zhiyue. Song Zhiyue originally wanted Yan Xiao to go with him, but Yan Xiao said that he would take care of Hong Zhao at home. Song Zhiyue thought about it.

I feel that I really need to keep someone in the family. Compared with Lin Youwei and Yan Xiao, Yan Xiao is more reliable.

Song Zhiyue went to Liu's house to make clothes and stayed at Liu's house for three or four days. Yan Xiao planned to take advantage of this time to check out the shops and buy them.

Yan Xiao asked Sun's mother to take care of Hong Zhao at home, and then looked at Lin Youwei, who was holding the book of poems in his study and reading. Yan Xiao ignored him, packed his things and went out.

Yan Xiao went to Moxiang Bookstore first, and before going there, she went into the space and dressed herself up. She put several sets of men's clothes that Qiaoyun gave her last time in the space, which was very convenient to wear.

Although she doesn't have as good makeup skills as Qiaoyun, she can still achieve a 70-80% resemblance.

Yan Xiao looked in the mirror and saw that there was nothing wrong, so he took the few volumes of poetry manuscripts and went to Moxiang Bookstore. Moxiang Bookstore was still a bit far away from where Yan Xiao lived, but fortunately he paid close attention to it last time in the carriage.

After checking the route, he asked other people on the way. When he arrived at Moxiang Bookstore, Yan Xiao looked at the sky and estimated that it was almost ten o'clock.

The shopkeeper's sharp eyes saw Yan Xiao while Yan Xiao was outside the door before he came in. He quickly put down the things in his hands and went out to greet Yan Xiao.

"Oh, Mr. Xiaozhu, you are here. The book you brought last time was very good!"

"Really? How many copies can I buy in one day?" Yan Xiao asked with a smile.

The shopkeeper stretched out his hand and made a six sign to Yan Xiao.

"Sixty copies?"

The shopkeeper let out a sigh and said, "How can sixty copies be considered a good purchase? Do you think that if a store as big as ours can only carry sixty copies, then our boss will have to suffer from the northwest wind."

"How much did it sell for?"

"Six hundred copies!"

"Six hundred copies? That much?"

"This is the first day's volume, because we only sold 600 copies on the first day. As soon as the book came out, it was sold out in two hours."

"Is the purchase so good?"

"That's of course. Now 70% to 80% of the scholars in Xunyang City have a copy of Master Zhuyao's poetry collection."

"That's just right. I came today and brought a few volumes. Is your boss here?"

"Yes, yes, you go sit inside first, and I'll invite our boss to come over."

When the shopkeeper was about to go out, Yan Xiao stopped him and said, "What's your boss's name?"

The shopkeeper looked at Yan Xiao in surprise, as if he didn't believe that Yan Xiao didn't know the name of his boss.

Yan Xiao smiled awkwardly and said, "Your boss should have told me last time, but I forgot."

"Oh, my boss's surname is Cai, and his last name has the character "和"."

"Thank you!"

"Then I'll go invite our boss!"

"please!"

Seeing that Yanxiao, the shopkeeper, had nothing to ask himself, he went out to ask for the owner of Moxiang Bookstore. Yanxiao sat down, took out the poem he had written and put it next to him.

After a while, the owner of Moxiang Bookstore came in. He was delighted when he saw Zhuyao. His eyes were very good and he saw the poem manuscript in Yanxiao's hand at a glance. He said happily: "Oh, Mr. Xiaozhu, you are here."

Now you are good news to all our scholars in Xunyang!"

When Yan Xiao saw Mo Xiang come in, he stood up and said, "You are joking. I am just a porter who is good at poetry. How can I have such great ability?"

Mo Xiang’s boss smiled heartily, “Young Master Xiao Zhu is so humble. You are also good news to my Mo Xiang Bookstore. Because of Master Zhu Yao’s collection of poems, I, Mo Xiang, now have a higher status in the Xunyang Book Store.

But it has skyrocketed, and its position as the No. 1 bookstore has been firmly established."

Yan Xiao handed her poem manuscript to her boss and said, "These are the remaining volumes of poem manuscript."

Mo Xiangdong took the test paper from Yan Xiao's hand and looked through it carefully, frowning.
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