Man Zhangzhi frowned, she looked so cold, did she still blame herself for the slap she threw at her.

"In the evening, I set up a banquet in the Snow Building, and asked the scribes in the library to write Luan Feng Genealogy for the Wang and Man families, and you will come with me when the time comes." Man Zhangzhi stopped her from behind.

Luan Fengpu can also be called a marriage book, which was originally written by a celebrity scholar who was originally a family of eunuchs who kissed each other.

If there is no celebrity to write it, it will be written by the official media and the Yamen.

On the day of the wedding, it was read out in public to show the importance and grandeur of the two families.

Luan Fengpu pays attention to the pen like a god, the handwriting is gorgeous, and the rhetoric is beautiful, and the meaning is far-reaching and connotative.

Therefore, Luan Fengpu is a symbol of status, and it is also what those scholars and celebrities pay attention to.

Although the Manchu family is not a scholar, Manzhangzhi was able to invite a scribe who was still a little famous in the library to write this Luanfeng genealogy, also to make up for the loss of face in the Manchu family these days.

It also washed away the humiliation of him being beaten in the yamen.

Luan Fengpu, Wang Yingning's heart was shocked, she clenched her fists, and turned around and responded lightly.

The snowfall building is a restaurant and an inn, and the reason why it is called the snowfall building.

It is the highest restaurant in the city, and when it snows in winter, you can enjoy the snow and cook wine on the top floor, which is a very elegant thing.

Even if it's not winter, other times, this snowfall building is hard to find. If anyone can live here for ten days and a half months, they are even more wealthy.

Of course, Man Zhangzhi is not staying in a hotel today, he spent a lot of money to set up a seat in the snowfall building.

When he arrived at the door of the snowfall building, Man Zhang got off the horse, and Hongyao helped Wang Yingning to get off the carriage.

"What's going on up ahead?" Man Zhangzhi frowned and asked the little guy.

We can't afford to go wrong today.

"Young Master, it seems that the guests staying in the hotel are arguing with the steward of the Snow Falling Building." The little guy went to take a look and came back and said.

In front of the door of the Snow Building, sure enough, a tall figure was a little angry and accused the guys of the Snow Building.

"You Xue Lou dare to drive away guests, but you know that I am a distinguished guest of your lordship!"

The steward was neither humble nor arrogant, and said resolutely:

"This guest can't help it, our small shop is indeed full of distinguished customers. However, our master said that he would not accept it, and asked the guests to find another place. ”

"You!" The tall man was a little helpless:

"The reason why I chose your Snow Building is that your territory is large and well guarded, which can accommodate the goods I brought on this trip, if you are driving passengers, what will I do with my more than a dozen carriages?"

"It's really not good, I'll have twice as much silver, it's okay."

The steward didn't even eat the oil and salt, and resolutely made a gesture to send off the guest.

The tall man was annoyed and helpless.

"It turned out to be a ninth-rate businessman, with a few stinky money, and he wanted to live in this snowfall building for a long time." Man Zhang's face was watching the show, and he lowered his head and explained to Wang Yingning in a whisper:

"You haven't been to this snowfall building before, but you've heard of its name, it's not an ordinary place. I heard that the landlord here is a person who has to pay three respects to the lord of the house. ”

I can't stop this man from being deflated.

Wang Yingning followed behind Man Zhang, and passed by Yang Shu, who was driven out of the snowfall building in frustration.

The man welcomed Man Zhangzhi and them into the snowfall building, and the steward happened to see Wang Yingning walking behind, his face was happy, and he seemed to be about to step forward to salute, but Wang Yingning shook his head and stopped him.

Yang was in a hurry, and didn't notice her too much, and after walking for a while, he reacted, and suddenly turned around, and there was no woman at the door of the snowfall building.

Yang Shui frowned, maybe he was dazzled.

In the Southern Dynasty, how could a married woman go out casually.

It must have been a mistake for him, Yang Shu shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

I've got to find a place to go today.

The goods on the carriages behind him were all extremely valuable spices, and the reason why he chose the heavily guarded Snow Tower was also to avoid being remembered.

It's a pity that the owner of the snowfall building didn't know what to smoke and went crazy, so he drove out his big guest.

"Childe, except for the Snow Tower in this city, other inns are not suitable for us to live in. However, my subordinates heard that there is a large inn at the junction of the two cities, which is appropriate. "The people below have ideas.

"Then hurry up and get to the inn before it gets dark." Yang Shui commanded.

Man Zhangzhi ordered tea twice, and the pen and ink were placed several times, but the scribe hadn't come yet, so he couldn't help but be a little impatient to wait.

Wang Yingning, who was on the other side of the screen, was eating refreshments and listening to the music in a hurry, as if she had returned to the time before she got married.

"I heard that ......" Man Zhangzhi was bored, and stepped over the screen.

Before he finished speaking, what he saw was Wang Yingning leaning slightly in front of the window, squinting slightly, supporting her forehead with one hand, and beating the music with the musician over there with the other hand.

There is an indescribable laid-back and laid-back temperament.

Such a woman makes Man Zhangzhi feel very strange.

The shes he had seen was either a lifeless complexion, or a look of disgust and hatred.

Man Zhangzhi was distracted for a long time before he said:

"I heard that Yingniang is good at making flower notes, this time I asked Luan Wenshi to write Luan Fengpu, if it was written on the flower paper painted by Yingniang, wouldn't it be better?"

Wang Yingning woke up from a half-sleep.

How could I almost fall asleep at this time, it was all because the music played by the musicians in the snowfall building became more and more boring.

Wang Yingning sat upright, and then slowly spoke:

"I'm afraid it won't work, I need red medicine to grind the cinnabar to a very fine level, and then mix it with mountain spring water and well water, and after painting, it needs to be dried in a cool place for three or five days."

Man Zhangzhi frowned and sighed, it was just a small piece of paper, how could it be so troublesome.

He also wanted to take Wang Yingning's flower note and show it off in front of the scribe Luan.

Wang Yingning sneered slightly in her heart, although this flower note is not easy to make, but if she is willing, how can she not take it out.

In her previous life, she not only took out the flower paper she had carefully drawn, but also managed to let Man Zhangzhi and the scribe climb to the top floor.

The three of them were on the top floor, drinking and talking, talking about life's pleasures.

It's not heroic and comfortable.

Scribe Na Luan and Man Zhangzhi formed close friends.

A famous Luan Feng spectrum was also written.

At that time, this matter spread throughout the county, and Man Zhangzhi became the object of everyone's scrambling to get acquainted, and he was unhappy for a while.

"No, forget it. You wrote those useless flower names for the Lu family before, but you didn't have them as a positive use. Man Zhangzhi said with some complaints.

As he spoke, Luan Wenshi was also led in by the guy.

Man Zhangzhi hurriedly got up to greet him.

Because of his talent, Luan Wenshi is very arrogant.

In the face of such an enthusiastic Man Zhangzhi, he only nodded slightly, and then sat down loudly.

Wang Yingning looked at this face with a somewhat vague memory, and couldn't help but fall into the memory of her previous life.

At that time, she bothered to go around, and Man Mingzhen married into the Lu family. Lu Qiao held a family banquet to invite the lord of the mansion, and she inquired about the favor of the lord of the mansion, so that Man Zhang won the favor of the lord in one move. No one in the world looks down on him a few times.

So at that time, Scribe Luan was not only not late, but also full of politeness, and even praised her, a young lady.

It's not like this now, with a cold face, and it's very arrogant. He didn't even look at her.

Human nature is like that.

After drinking and eating, Man Zhangzhi put his pen and ink on the table with a smile on his face.

"Yingniang, hurry up and sharpen the ink for Scribe Luan." Man Zhangzhi gave Wang Yingning a look.

I brought her here today, and I wanted her to open her mouth more during the banquet, and she was close to Luan Wenshi, who was also a scholar.

But who knows, she really only knows how to eat and drink with a stuffy head, like a dumb person.

I didn't show the bearing of the Zishi clan at all.

It's very disappointing.

But in front of this Luan scribe, if there is a little bit of the ease and ease she showed when she listened to the music, there would not be such an embarrassing scene.

"No need, don't dare to bother Madame to polish the ink." Scholar Luan burped.

"I ate a lot of wine and food today, and this is not easy for a while, so I will take a nap and write when I wake up."

He went to take a nap, and Man Zhangzhi was a little big.

The snow building was charged by the hour, and he only made an appointment with the steward for two hours.

I thought that even eating and drinking with Luan Feng Spectrum was enough, and two hours were enough.

Who knew that he ate and drank well, and it was not good to write Luan Feng's score, so he went to sleep first.

Man Zhangzhi had to personally go to mediate with the manager of the Snow Falling Building to see if he could give him some more time.

"You little conscienceless, you didn't know me when you came to the Snow Tower, and you want me to come to see you in person."

A tall man, dressed in a flaming red long-sleeved coat, with his hair fluttering out in the night, and his eyes gathered lazy and shrewd, and flashed in.

"Master Jiang," Wang Yingning pursed her lips slightly, her face flushed slightly, and said with a smile:

"I don't have the face to see Brother Jiang."

At the beginning, she insisted on marrying into Manchuria, and almost cut off relations with all those close to her who objected.

"I see that you are quite thick-skinned, and you refused to come to see me, but instead sent me a letter, asking me to drive away the great god of wealth from the Northern Dynasty." Jiang Che glanced at her, lightly tapped her forehead with his finger and scolded:

"Do you know how much silver that man will give me a day when he lives in my snow building!"

The man's voice is soft, with a kind of androgynous beauty.

Wang Yingning just laughed.

Jiang Che couldn't stand her smiling appearance, and immediately nodded her forehead again:

"Okay, okay, I've lost to you, as long as you're happy, Lao Tzu won't be short of his money."