With the help of the "dowry" accumulated by the eldest princess of Ning'an for many years, coupled with the good net worth accumulated by the Hu family over the past hundred years, A-Yao's canonization ceremony is unprecedentedly grand.

Not to mention the merchants from all walks of life who came from all over the world, even the high-ranking Lord Qincha could not hide his amazement. They only knew that the eldest princess of Ning'an attached great importance to this canonization ceremony and personally prepared some good things, but they didn't expect that she could come up with such a valuable object.

Even if the Son of Heaven is gracious and allows the Hu daughter to use the princess to rely on, the princess is also divided into three, six, nine and so on. Although they are all golden branches and jade leaves, they can be born in the middle palace, and the treatment between the favored concubines and the inconspicuous low-level palace concubines is very different. Who is the gold-inlaid clay embryo, who is the real gold that is not afraid of fire, and those nobles in the capital are even clearer.

But the two Qincha have never seen such a high-level princess, and even the eldest princess of Ning'an, who is a descendant of the Yuan Empress and is highly valued today, has never had such luxury.

Unlike the stunned crowd in the audience, who sounded one after another gasping, Qin Cha was very calm during the whole process, but only he knew that he had taken out all the concentration he had cultivated for many years as an official, so that he was not shocked by this sudden pomp and circumstance.

Not only Qincha, but A-Yao, who was in the focus of everyone's attention, was also a little uneasy. Although she has already done psychological construction, she is a little fluttering when she walks in the face of such a big scene. Thanks to the grand enough crown dress on her body, the heavy weight of her head and face made her unable to make superfluous movements, and the whole person became more and more stable.

The only two who can stabilize the scene are Hu Jiuling and Xiao Hou Ye on the left and right sides of Ah Yao. The former's mind is very simple, his most precious daughter, no matter how grand the canonization ceremony is, it is nothing. The latter also thought so, and in addition to that, he thought more, these good things were all prepared by A-Niang. A piece of precious antique jade, placed in the princess's mansion is also considered to be of the highest quality, taking out these is enough to prove A-Niang's attitude.

With A-Niang's attitude there, it is not a problem for the emperor's uncle and the empress dowager's grandmother in the palace to think about it.

In the past, the little marquis never cared about these people's relationships, so what if those people didn't like him? It's not that I can't help it. But not worrying doesn't mean that he doesn't understand, he was born in a high school, and he has been exposed to all kinds of intricate interpersonal relationships since he was a child, and he is as talented as he is like a mirror in his heart.

He can be willing to scold, that girl definitely can't.

Now that the support of the three closest relatives has given him the biggest reassurance, their attitude is there, who in Beijing dares to say that Ayao is not half a sentence?

Thinking like this, his expression became more and more relaxed, and he withdrew his gaze from Shen Moci's hastily departing back, and when he looked at the middle of the high platform again, the holy decree had already been read. Ah Yao, who was dressed in a crown robe, was served by two maids and stood up, raised her hands to receive the holy decree.

A green jade hand was revealed in the wide sleeves of the wide robe, and the arms were raised to receive the holy decree steadily. Just this kung fu, the sun rose a lot, the bright afternoon sun illuminates the entire Jianhu wharf, the water surface is like a huge reflector, the center of the new Fu'an Jun is like the Nine Heavens Xuannu descending to earth, beautiful and unbelievable.

Lu Jingyuan lost his mind for a moment, and when he woke up and looked down, he saw that many young men on both sides of the stage also showed infatuated looks. And the son of the nearest giant in a high-quality fur coat revealed incomparable enthusiasm in his eyes.

"Humph!" In an instant, his face turned cold, and it seemed that some things could not be delayed any longer.

Secretly made up his mind, and the sound of the gong opening in the silk market over there had already sounded. With such a grand canonization ceremony in front of them, everyone talked about it and had a little more pride in spending a lot of money.

We are not bad at the Hu family, in front of the imperial court, we can't be so petty.

It is because before the opening of the silk market, although there is no traditional fighting for wealth, but the enthusiasm of businessmen from all over the world to spend thousands of dollars is not lower than in the past.

A large transaction of a large amount of money shouted out, and Hu Gui, who was in charge of the general account, pinched the wrist of the brush and was sore, but his mouth was almost grinning behind his ears. has been the housekeeper of Hu Mansion for so many years, and he has never experienced such a good business. Even the best year of the market is far worse than now.

After this season's spring silk, Hu Fu is afraid that he will have to expand the treasury again, and their girl's dowry in the future will have to be a little thicker.

Ah Yao, who was remembered by the loyal servant Hu Gui, was lying in a makeshift wooden house behind the high platform. When she was on the high platform, she was surprised by the sudden promotion, and the whole person was fluttering, but after the ceremony was completed, she realized how heavy this dress was.

No wonder in addition to Qingshuang, Brother Jing specially sent a maid to the stage. Thanks to the support of two people left and right, otherwise with this weight of dozens of catties, she may not be able to move alone.

Not only did he not move his feet, but he also covered his panic. Jianhu Wharf is near the water, which can be regarded as a cool place, but at this moment, her whole person has been fished out of the water.

"Take it off quickly, such expensive clothes, don't wear them lightly in the future."

She studied with Mo Da Confucianism, and this kind of formal crown dress is also worn on those occasions. She, a county gentleman who became a monk halfway, can't wear it many times in her life, so it's a lot easier to think about it.

After a simple bath in addition to her crown clothes, she was finally relieved from exhaustion. Sitting in front of the mirror, Qingshuang helped her comb her hair, and she also had time to comb what happened today.

"Why did you become a county king?"

This is clearly written in the decree, because she contributed to the war in the northwest.

"War in the Northwest? What is the credit? She couldn't help but mumble to herself.

Qingshuang eased her comb slightly, "Girl, the slave maid has already inquired with the guards who came with Lord Qincha, and when they mentioned the girl, they were all convinced. The slave didn't dare to ask directly for fear of leaking her mouth, and under the side knock, she only heard that this matter was related to camouflage clothing. ”

"Camouflage?"

Ah Yao remembered the things that made Shen Moci famous in the capital in her previous life, and when she unintentionally inserted willows that day, she had thought about robbing Shen Moci of this merit when she got the camouflage clothing formula from Su's father.

She has not acted these days, not because she is soft-hearted and sympathizes with Shen Moci, and not because of any ridiculous principles, but because she has no way at all.

In her previous life, Shen Moci directly sent the clothes to the Northwest Military Camp, and then with the unique concealment characteristics of the clothes, the Northwest Army won a complete victory, and she herself became famous all over the world. It's easy to say, but when she did it, she was stumped by the first step - what does the Northwest Army uniform look like?

This is not difficult, there are only a few styles of clothes in Daxia, and you can find out one or two from the mouths of businessmen from the northwest.

But how to send the military uniform when it is ready? Who is she going to give it to?

She had thought about asking Pan Zhizhou about this matter, but as soon as she mentioned it to Mo Daru, she was stopped by him. The master did not hide his secrets, but analyzed the current situation in the northwest with her based on the apprentices he had received over the years.

In a word: the Marquis of Guangping controls the northwest and has a heart of disobedience. Really sending military uniforms over will only strengthen the power of the Marquis of Guangping, which is tantamount to adding blockage to today.

No matter how ignorant she is, she knows where to be loyal.

Originally, Brother Jing was the best candidate, but the two were in a cold war a while ago. The clothes on the left and right haven't started yet, and there is no shadow. After a while, the relationship between the two must have eased somewhat, and it will not be too late to give him things directly.

With a plan in her heart, A-Yao devoted herself to the preparation of Qingcheng Silk Market. She originally thought that she would start this matter after the end of the silk market, but she didn't expect that in the corner she didn't know, the military uniform had been delivered to the northwest and played a role.

Who the hell is it? It's a roundworm in her stomach!

The answer is self-explanatory.

"Brother Jing."

Muttering these three words, Ah Yao had mixed feelings in her heart.

He has been paying silently behind his back, while she enjoys it while fighting with him coldly.

No wonder Fang was by the dock, and Brother Jing was so indifferent to her. Whoever treats a person like this with his heart and lungs, but only treats the other party with a cold face, he can't help but be disheartened.

She owes him so much, and now she has to find her out.

As soon as this thought came out of Ah Yao's heart, it sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. Lifting her skirt, she ran straight out of the wooden room.

"Girl, your hair hasn't been combed yet."

"Fu'an Junjun ......" sounded at the same time as Qingshuang's voice, as well as the voice of a young man at the door.

The young man who came here was none other than the young man who looked at her with fanatical eyes when A-Yao received the holy decree. After completing a deal with the Hu family at the second highest price, he ran directly behind the high platform. As soon as he thought about it, he saw the noble girl he fell in love with at first sight hurriedly ran out.

With God above, did she hear the call of my heart? The blue-eyed man looked intoxicated by Cupid's shot.

"Beautiful Fu'an ......"

Before the words could be spoken, Ah Yao had already passed in front of him like a gust of wind, and the wide robe and wide sleeves did not take away a single cloud.

I didn't know that there was a lost exotic beautiful boy behind him, and he used this time to patrol the Hu family's industry and run all over the half-dock, and Ah Yao finally found the young man in Xuanyi standing by the water.

Beside the boy stood a secret guard, who was listening to him with his hands clenched into fists. As if sensing her footsteps, the two turned their heads at the same time. Seeing that it was her, the guard nervously looked at the water.

Following the dark guard's gaze, Ah Yao saw an inconspicuous boat sailing out of the surface of Jianhu Lake. The black canopy, some old hull, others saw it or thought it was an ordinary fishing boat, but after being reborn, she secretly sent people to follow Shen Moci, and she had seen this boat several times.

Look at the direction of the boat away from the pier and the proximity to the waterway, which is to leave Qingcheng.

As the trial of Wu Youliang's plot against the case became more and more in-depth, more and more people were implicated, and the Shen family, who had been in contact with the same prefect for all these years, was not spared. And A-Yao, who experienced the scene, knew even more clearly that the Shen family would definitely not be able to escape the involvement. The reason why she didn't report it was also because she believed that Brother Jing would definitely not let go of that family.

But what did she see now? Brother Jing actually watched Shen Moci go?

As soon as the thought of doubt arose, she suppressed it. After going through so much, if she can't trust him, then who else can she believe?

After calming down the slight breath after the rapid walk, she stepped forward.