On the fourth watch of the next day, Quan An had already sent the court clothes, Biyu yawned and opened the door, at first glance Quan An was still a little confused, and then reacted, thinking that the prince still took care of the reputation of her girl, and avoided people when he came and went.

The sound of squirming and dressing woke up Lin Qingmei, she opened her eyes and shouted "Jasper" in a daze, Zhao Ling stepped forward and touched her head, and said softly: "It's still early, Mei'er continue to sleep!" ”

Lin Qingmei shouted "Brother Ling", and her voice was still sleepy: "Brother Ling, is you still coming to play tonight?" ”

Zhao Ling replied and said, "If you are not busy, you will come." ”

He tucked the quilt for her, turned around and left, and Biyu sent it out, smiling treacherously: "Our girl has a dinner party today, and His Highness doesn't need it." ”

Zhao Ling paused, and his tone was suspicious: "Whose dinner?" ”

Biyu pointed to the east with her hand: "Yang Yushi of East Street wants to look at his grandson, and the old lady is going to take the girl there!" ”

Oh, it turned out to be Yang Xuanwu's family. Zhao Ling raised his eyebrows slightly: "Lone was also invited to dinner, wouldn't it be a good way to come back with your girl in the evening?" Even the old lady doesn't have to go this way, Lone will take care of your girl. ”

After saying that, he smiled and left, and Biyu stomped his feet in hatred on the spot: Yang Yushi looked at him as a grandson, how could he invite the prince? I wanted to remind the prince not to come, this is good, stealing chickens is not a loss of rice, what if I meet the prince in Yang's mansion, and my own girl comes forward?

And Zhao Ling, who was outside the back wall, boarded the carriage and was in a happy mood: teasing Xiao Qingmei, choking jasper, and by the way, Lin Yulan was angry, well, Shangshu Mansion is really interesting, you have to come often.

*

After the city gate was opened, a velvet carriage drove into the city in the autumn frost and cold dew, and the early morning cold penetrated into the carriage through the crack in the curtain, and a middle-aged man and a teenager sat inside.

This is Mrs. Lin for Lin Qingmei's Liuxia Village land advocate wealth and his son Zhang Deyu, Zhang's family has 200 acres of land, living on rent, quite nourishing. Zhang Youcai originally wanted to find a daughter-in-law for his son with a comparable family background, but he didn't expect that the jade red sold by the Li family the day before yesterday brought him a great news: the family business that he was looking forward to thinking about before had eyebrows!

He was so happy that his mouth was almost grinning to the root of his ears: Yuhong told him that the seven girls raised by the old lady under her knees, although her brain was not very bright, but her status was there, and the dowry was shabby when she got married. The old lady has always loved her, and is ready to marry off two Zhuangzi and a hill and half an acre of land under her name. There is only one requirement, the person who marries must be honest and can't bully the seven girls.

Zhang Youcai thinks he is very honest, and his son is the same as him, he has been too honest since he was a child, and he is not smart when he sends him to study.

However, when he stood in front of the gate of the majestic Shangshu Mansion with his son, he deeply felt a sense of oppression from his heart of inferiority and disparity.

The knock lock of Shangshufu is made of red copper, which is in their village, but the red gold used for money, and the vermilion lacquer door brush is as smooth as a mirror, and the light can be seen, brighter than the best bronze mirror in their house.

He stepped forward and said, "Uncle Lao reported that Zhang Youcai from Liuxia Village came to pay homage to the old ancestor. ”

The doorman glanced at him with low eyebrows, didn't speak, snorted between his noses, and looked like he didn't care. At this time, Yuhong poked her head out of the corner gate and shouted from afar: "Uncle Zhang! ”

Only then did Zhang Youcai know that the door of the rich and noble family is usually not opened, and it can only be opened when there is a major banquet or a visit by a noble. Thinking about it in my heart, I only feel that this family business is more distant.