Chapter 17 Shangshu Wants Cooperation

The scent of ink gradually spreads through the room.

Song Lan sat at the table with an annoyed look on her face.

Lu Yunxi stood behind her, raised her chin, and pointed to the red cinnabar on the side, "Little aunt, please press a fingerprint." ”

When Song Lan heard this, she turned her head dissatisfied, her nose fluttered, and she snorted.

She was about to speak, but she saw Si Tingyan's cold eyes, and the words that had just reached her lips were swallowed back intact.

Song Lan reluctantly raised her right hand, lightly stained it twice on the cinnabar table, and then pressed her fingers on the written credentials.

Seeing this, Lu Yunxi didn't give Song Lan a chance to think, and immediately folded the piece of paper, put it in his sleeve, and showed a sweet smile to Song Lan, "Thank you, little aunt." ”

Song Lan hooked the corners of her lips, didn't answer, only stood up, pulled the corners of her clothes, glanced at Si Tingyan with dissatisfaction, and then fell on Lu Yunxi's body, and said in a deep voice, "Can I go?"

Lu Yunxi turned sideways, stretched out a hand, and made a gesture to Song Lan please, "Little aunt, please." ”

Song Lan snorted, tilted her head, and went straight to the courtyard.

I only walked two steps, but I saw seven or eight small houses walking into the courtyard.

Most of those little guys are very familiar.

Song Lan glanced at it, then stood in place, frowned, stared at one of them, and said in a deep voice, "Uncle Song, why are you here?"

Uncle Song walked forward quickly, glanced at the direction of the middle of the house, and then took a step back, put his hands together, and saluted Song Lan, "Miss, the master heard that Miss Lu and Si Gongzi are here, so I came here to take a look." ”

Hearing this, Song Lan nervously turned her head away and glanced at the people in the room.

Her throat moved slightly, revealing a few embarrassed smiles, and she turned her head and stared into Uncle Song's eyes, "This...... I've taken care of everything here. There is no need to alarm my father. Uncle Song, you are still ......"

Before she finished her words, she saw Uncle Song waving his hand, signaling that Song Lan didn't need to say more.

"Miss, the master means that you go back first. The old man and Miss Lu have something to say. ”

"Lu Yunxi?" Hearing this, Song Lan raised the corners of her eyebrows and stared at Uncle Song's eyes in surprise, "What does my father want to talk about with Lu Yunxi?"

Uncle Song looked embarrassed, only smiled awkwardly, and did not answer.

After a while, I saw a man in a regular suit slowly walking in from outside the courtyard.

He pushed aside the little guy in front of him, opened the fan in his hand, stood in front of Uncle Song, looked at Song Lan twice, and said in a low voice, "Lan'er, you go back first." ”

After speaking, no matter how Song Lan answered, the man pushed her away and walked straight forward.

Seeing this, Song Lan chased after him in two steps and blocked the man's way, "Father, do you really want to talk to that little girl Lu Yunxi?"

That man is not an outsider, but he is the secretary of the Ministry of Rites of the Dynasty, Song Lan's father - Song Hu.

Song Hu was the secretary of the Ministry of Rites of the Dynasty, and when the emperor was alive, he was already one of the most important ministers in the court. However, today's saints do not rely on Song Hu very much.

Rao is like this, this Song Hu is also an important minister of the two dynasties in the end, and he is respected in the capital.

When Song Hu heard this, he glanced up and down at Song Lan dissatisfiedly, with a little displeasure in his eyes.

He pushed Song Lan away, didn't answer, and went straight to the house.

Si Tingyan and Lu Yunxi in the house had already heard the movement outside the house.

Seeing Song Hu walk in at this moment, both of them stared at Song Hu with a wary face.

Song Hu walked into the room, glanced at the two of them, the corners of his lips hooked, and showed a slight smile.

His gaze fell on Lu Yunxi, smiled lightly, and said in a low voice, "This is Lu Yunxi, Miss Lu, right?"

The corners of Lu Yunxi's eyes twitched, staring at Song Hu with a somewhat surprised look.

Song Hu looked at Lu Yunxi, raised his hand, and Uncle Song behind him immediately handed a jade-white bottle to Song Hu.

Song Hu put the thing in his hand and looked at it twice, before staring at Lu Yunxi again, "Miss Lu, you developed this thing?"

Lu Yunxi stared at the things in Song Hu's hand.

What he was holding was a bottle of agar-gyokuro!

Seeing this, Lu Yunxi's heart tightened, frowned, and nodded lightly.

The corners of Song Hu's mouth twitched, revealing a smile, and he stepped forward in two steps and handed the bottle to Lu Yunxi, "Miss Lu, let's cooperate." ”

Song Lan on one side was so shocked that her jaw was about to fall.

She stared at Song Hu's side face, the corners of her lips trembled, and she said loudly, "Father, you?"

Song Hu ignored Song Lan and still looked at Lu Yunxi, "This thing is very popular in the capital these days. I also do some small business on weekdays, which is basically rouge gouache and stuff. To tell you the truth, I do more than half of the business in the entire capital, and if you cooperate with me, it will be beneficial and harmless. ”

This time, not only Song Lan, but also Lu Yunxi's heart sank.

With a look of surprise, she slowly turned her head away and stared at Si Tingyan standing beside her.

Seeing the look of surprise in her eyes, Si Tingyan also raised his hand slightly and shrugged his shoulders.

It seems that even Si Tingyan has never encountered such a situation.

Seeing Lu Yunxi's look of surprise, the smile on Song Hu's face became a little more profound.

He took two steps forward and stared at Lu Yunxi's eyes, "Miss Lu, you don't have to doubt my sincerity. ”

Song Hu raised his hand again as he spoke, and Uncle Song immediately handed another red box to Song Hu.

Song Hu opened the box, and there was a hosta in the box.

The hosta is a tribute, and it is worth a thousand taels of silver, to say the least.

Lu Yunxi's eyes were attracted by the hosta.

She raised her hands, put her fingertips on the box, stared at the hosta, the corners of her lips trembled for a few minutes, and then slowly raised her head, looked at Song Hu's eyes, and squeezed out a smile, "What do you mean, adult?"

Song Hu saw that Lu Yunxi's eyes were attracted by the hosta, and his heart moved, the smile on his face became a little heavier, looked at Lu Yunxi's side face, and said in a low voice, "To do business with people, you must always have some sincerity." This thing is a new tribute hairpin this year, and His Majesty only gave three courtiers as a reward, and now I transfer it to you, which can be regarded as the sincerity of my cooperation with you. ”