Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Beginning
For the current Ye family, as long as Mo Zhizhou wants to move, it is just a matter of hooking his fingers, but an old fritter in officialdom like Mo Zhizhou, he will definitely not do it lightly before the situation is clear, even if the Ye family is already pushed by everyone on the wall, he still has the attitude of watching the fire from the other side.
According to the news from the capital, Liu Huan, the king of Qin, challenged the prince, this time there were many officials involved, and officials from the Ministry of Households, the Ministry of Industry, and the Ministry of Rites were implicated.
The flower-like concubine was lazy in his arms and couldn't get up, pulling his beard vigorously, holding his neck with a small arm, her cheeks were slightly red, and she said with a slight annoyance: "The slave family is not dependent!" Master, you agreed last night, and today's donation from Yanlailou will be brought to the slave family... Bring the slave house?
Hee-hee... This year's battle is different from previous years, in the past two days, the city is beating gongs and drums and shouting, making the city full of wind and rain, the slave family heard the second sister say that today's Ye family donated and sold charity, there is a lot of excitement..."
Mo Zhizhou enjoyed it very much, and hummed: "It's okay to watch, but you can't mess around with me..."
The concubine put on her red lips and kissed him deeply on the face, and struck while the iron was hot: "Buy another pair of glass jewelry for the slave family, I heard that this time the Ye family has made a lot of money and wants to come up with a lot of good things." ”
casually touched a handful on the concubine's chest, Mo Zhizhou supported his big belly and began to get up: "My little baby, according to you, all according to you, the things that the Ye family took out today, as long as my little baby takes a fancy to it, the master will bring it to you..."
"Hmm... The master is so good to the slave family..."
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The gongs and drums knocked over the sky early in the morning, the whole Ningzhou City was extremely lively, the Yanlai Building was already full of guests, the wealthy businessmen had already booked the places, and the people who had no money and no power could only stretch their necks and sweat profusely in the crowd.
As Qiao Yue, as the new head of the Ye family, she naturally wanted to preside over such a grand event in person.
She is wearing a blue hundred butterfly soft silk drag long skirt today, her hair is erect and concentric, a jasper hairpin is obliquely on her head, decorated with thin silver silk beaded tassels, her face is thinly powdered, and her forehead is decorated with a touch of light green green yarn.
A guqin was placed horizontally in the middle of the high platform, she moved lightly with lotus steps, the beads trembled slightly, the wide skirt lingered behind her, overflowing with extravagance, slightly bowed, looked around, and did not speak, her ten fingers slid gently, the sound of the piano spread leisurely, no need to sing, the whole scene was quiet.
As soon as the song was played, everyone dared to make a sound out of the breath in their chests, and the very wide lobby of the Yanlai Restaurant had long since left no gap, and the heads were moving.
"Mrs. Ye is such a beauty, and with such a wife, Ye Junsheng is really dead without complaints."
In the private room facing Qiao Yue on the second floor, more than a dozen rich sons from Ningzhou were still immersed in Qiao Yue's piano sound, staring at Qiao Yue on the high platform, and their eyes refused to blink.
"Haha..."Yu Luan, who was sitting by the window, laughed first: "Isn't it that Brother Chen has a heart of pity for the jade, and the show arranged by Brother Huang will be staged for a while, Brother Chen can just be a hero to save the beauty, maybe he can hold the beauty, such a beauty, it can't be wasted like this." ”
"Oh!" A horse with a long face, deep eye sockets, and a large piece of gold and silver jewelry shook loudly, Chen Ju licked his tongue, a lewd face, got up and hugged his fists and said: "In this way, the little brother will thank you brothers for your success, no one can rob me for a while, this Mrs. Ye is my Chen Ju." ”
Chen Ju, the son of the Chen family in the west of the city, is a well-known evil ghost in the middle of the sex, and when he meets a beauty like Qiao Yue, where does he have the reason not to be tempted.
After saying that, he didn't rush to sit down, but looked at Huang Hanyun who was sitting by the window: "Brother Huang, it's already three o'clock, and the brothers are all waiting to watch the show arranged by Brother Huang!" I don't know when it will be staged. ”
"Look at you monkey hurry, since Brother Chen has spoken, this little lady of the Ye family must be in Brother Chen's pocket, the brothers will not rob you, she can't run." As he spoke, he picked up the wine glass and drank it all, looking at Qiao Yue on the high platform without twisting his head, with a sinister smile: "This Mrs. Ye family is a singer, you look at her piano skills, even our Oiran Lan Hui'er in Ningzhou City is not as good as just in case." ”
"It's just... Don't say it, I listened to Mrs. Ye's piano once today, and it suddenly made Bi feel that what he had listened to before had become shit, sad~"
"Well, Brother Chen will be blessed in the future, take it home and put it in the backyard, let the beauty play the piano, and drink a few glasses of wine, I really envy others!"
"Haha..."Chen Ju was overjoyed when he heard this, and he couldn't wait for the show they had planned before to be staged now, and immediately let him take Qiao Yue away.
Since I came to see the play, I naturally wanted to let the show start slowly, and it would be destroyed before it started.
Don't look at the many people who came below, in fact, they all came to see the excitement, and when the Ye family took out things for a while, and when people bid for it, no one made a sound, everyone knows these things, and what everyone wants to watch is this good show.
The so-called charity sale, or in a donation word, the owner of the operation casually takes something out to get a head, everyone comes to bid for growth, sell at a high price, to put it bluntly, it is rich people who support each other, the people have a lively look, the main family also has a long face, on the contrary, it is a big joke.
The gongs and drums sounded three times in a row, and everyone's wish to play a few more songs was frustrated, noon had arrived, and now it was officially time to enter the charity sale.
Qiao Yue Shi Ran got up, first bowed slightly to the people present, and said: "This year's donation to repair Zhiyun Temple, we are fortunate to be handled by our Ye family, the people of Ningzhou are blessed by the gods of Zhiyun Temple, the wind and rain are smooth, the family is healthy, God has blessed everyone, we naturally have to worship God, as the so-called come and not be rude, for the statue of Zhiyun Temple to shape the golden body, naturally everyone wants to work together..."
There is nothing new in the opening remarks, they are all similar to previous years, and as soon as Qiao Yue finished speaking, the fat girl walked to the high platform with a box, took the piano away, put the box down, and stepped aside, standing up in order.
There was a sudden silence all around, the box on the high platform was extremely conspicuous, it would not be a valuable thing in previous years, but this year is different, the Ye family said before that they would sell glass here, this thing is a treasure, many people have only heard of it, they have never seen it at all, I heard that money can always buy it, which makes everyone present have the urge to try it.
"In order to show the sincerity of our Ye family, the first charity sale is the house deed of the No. 23 door face of our Ye family South Street, the starting price is 100 yuan, not much to say, please bid, the highest price will get..."
"Liar..."As soon as Qiao Yue's voice fell, Huang Hanyun heard a woman in the room next to them angry: "What about the glass jewelry that I said!" How did it become a deed? ”
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