Chapter Seventy-Three: The Flower Viewing Party (1)
Li Ruiqing was not surprised. He opened Fang Sheng, carefully swept the words on it, and said casually: "This little thing, can't you handle it well?" ”
Xiang Mu hurriedly said: "The process is more troublesome, it won't be too difficult, but there is no need to ...... it originally."
"It's necessary." Li Ruiqing didn't look up, "Do more things, talk less, you don't need me to teach you." ”
He choked up and asked in a low voice, "Master, didn't you mean...... Won't you lose? ”
Isn't the master the most disgusted with others plotting against him? Why did the rules change now?
"Hmph." Li Ruiqing didn't bother to deal with him at all. Suffer? When did he trade at a loss?
Even if it is Zhao Xiangling's matter, he may not suffer a loss. He will always get it back with interest.
Pursing his lips, Li Ruiqing chuckled twice, and his heart was a little hairy when he listened. He always felt that there was nothing good about the master's smile.
Sure enough, Li Ruiqing said: "The newly collected rouge...... Burn, dispose of the contents and distribute them to subordinates who have female dependents in the family. ”
Zhimu raised his head and stared at Li Ruiqing in a daze for a long time. Even if he was a man, he knew how much rouge was worth. The master just casually divides people?
Feeling his blazing gaze, Li Ruiqing couldn't help frowning, raised his head and said, "Could it be that you like rouge?" I don't mind if you leave a box. ”
Obviously, the genus does not belong to the category of people who have female dependents in the family.
"Nope." It is a wood hanging head. Today, the master is full of abnormal pleasure. It was clearly calculated by His Majesty, why was he so happy to be calculated?
It seems that I have to go back and ask the lady of the pavilion master, the young pavilion master is afraid that he has been kicked out by His Majesty.
"No, why don't you get out of here?" Li Ruiqing smiled.
Genki hurriedly walked out of the window. The master seems to be laughing a little too much today, it's so scary!
Closing the window, Li Ruiqing lowered his head and chuckled again. He circled his hands into a fist and hid the smile on his lips before he re-read the letterhead that he had given him.
With a froze smile, he quickly walked to the table, sharpened his ink and dipped his pen, sat down and wrote: "Chalik is coming down, can you know his identity?" Can you know the internal strife? What does Latan Khan think about this? Soldiers and horses are moving? Why don't I know anything with Your Majesty? ”
Putting down the ink pen, Li Ruiqing pondered.
The war between the kingdom and the southern kingdom has existed since the time of the first emperor, and there have been constant disputes over the years, but it has not hurt the vitality.
The first emperor personally led his troops to fight because of the offense of the Hui Kingdom, and the Hui Kingdom retreated to the grassland, so the metal utensils were poor, and there were countless riots in the frontier over the years. Although it is harmless, it also wears out a lot of financial resources and troops in the south.
Latan Khan is the current ruler of the kingdom, and this Charik is his youngest brother.
Now that he has surrendered to the southern kingdom, there must be some turmoil in the kingdom of Huang. Li Ruiqing thought about it in his heart, and felt that the sooner this matter was figured out, the better.
Putting down the pen in his hand, Li Ruiqing knocked on the window three times, and the stone flow outside quietly appeared, and he bowed: "Master." ”
"Send this letter to the left squire of the military department, remember, to see him in person." Li Ruiqing said.
Shiliu nodded, hiding in the night.
Closing the window again, Li Rui removed his robe and spread out his long hair, and just wanted to turn off the lights and fall asleep, but saw that the books on the bed were not collected.
It was the book I used to divide the bed last night. The palace people didn't know why they placed it here, and they didn't put it away without permission.
Walking to the bed, Li Ruiqing bent down to pick up the book, and just wanted to turn around and put it back in the bookcase, he sighed again. He bent over and put the book back.
Raising his hand, the light went out, Li Rui cleared his boots and lay down, closed his eyes and slept in his position last night.
After a long time, suddenly the wind sounded, and then looked at the original position, where is there still Li Ruiqing? He's already rolled inside......
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The cherry blossom viewing feast in the south is not so much about cherry blossom viewing as it is about appreciating people.
At the end of summer and autumn, it is the best time for the hibiscus to bloom, and it is also the grandest banquet for the ladies of the southern country.
The venue of the banquet is always set in the house of the powerful in the capital, and if there is no accident, it is always in the courtyard of the Wang family.
The Wang family has produced four prime ministers in several generations, and now the power of the right minister Wang San in the court is unparalleled, so this year's flower-viewing banquet is still located in the palace.
The old lady of the palace loves the wood hibiscus very much, and there are many varieties of hibiscus flowers in the palace courtyard, the color is pretty, and the price can make people look up.
The ladies of the invited families dressed in gorgeous costumes stood in the middle of the flowers, and they were overwhelmed by the delicate flowers. really deserves to be a sentence that people are better than flowers.
One of them was surrounded by a crowd like the stars holding the moon.
The man was tall, slender, with picturesque eyebrows, more beautiful than water hibiscus, and more delicate than purple peony. Dressed in an embroidered peacock feather crescent-colored dress, thin as cicada wings, but opaque. The blue threads are woven thinly, like the tail feathers of a peacock, and you can see them clearly.
More eye-catching than her clothes is her face.
The white point is greasy, the red point is bright, the eyebrows are not painted but green, and the eyes are not depicted.
Someone asked her with a smile: "Zihan, your dress looks very well embroidered, I don't know which embroiderer it came from, tell us, we can also make one." ”
It turned out that this person was the first talented woman in the capital, Chen Zihan of the Chen family.
She didn't bow her head, just smiled faintly, and didn't answer. However, someone preemptively spoke for her: "Who else could it be, of course, the clothes that Your Majesty gave to the four girls, which year's flower viewing banquet was not the clothes that Your Majesty ordered someone to embroider for the four girls?" ”
So someone was stunned: "It's hard to be such a big deal, I think the blue gem that pressed the skirt is worth a lot." ”
Another humane: "The fourth girl is really a blessing, I heard that Chen Ergongzi asked someone to make the next set of jewelry with a lot of money, just because the fourth girl did not have a suitable head to wear this set of clothes." ”
The Chen family and Chen Beici doted on their sister, which was heard all over the capital. Some people speculate that if Chen Zihan marries, Chen Beici will probably hollow out the Chen Mansion to marry her.
Everyone talked and laughed, but Chen Zihan didn't hear it, and only occasionally responded to it twice. She looked over, as if trying to find someone in the crowd.
Until......
Dressed in black, a huge black butterfly is painted with black gold thread, and the butterfly tail is densely embroidered with red silk and embellished with rubies, so that the whole garment comes alive.
Like a black butterfly covering the comer, but without dominating the crowd, the fox face of the woman in black attracted all attention. The man parted the crowd and walked towards Chen Zihan.
Such clothes are extremely difficult to handle, not only do you have to be tall, but you also have to be slim enough. Otherwise, you can only see the butterfly, not the shape of the clothes. At a glance, Chen Zihan knew who that person was.
She suddenly bent her eyebrows, bent down and said sorry to the crowd, and walked briskly towards the side with her skirt in hand.
Zhao Xiangling was covered with a black fox mask, looked at Sun Wunian, who was unnatural next to him, and smiled: "Hey, you are not too young, do you have a favorite girl, I can give you an idea." ”