Hearing that Ximenqing still wanted to continue to hook up with Pan Jinlian, Wang Po scolded Ximenqing in her heart for wanting to die.

But Ximen Qing didn't want to die, she still wanted to live a few more years, so she still refused: "I really can't help with this, Ximen officials should find someone else." ”

"Godmother, don't be in a hurry to refuse, I know your concerns, that Wu Song is indeed powerful, but don't forget who I am, I am the richest man in Yanggu County! I am making money every day, and I have several martial artists in the house, dozens of followers, and I have made friends from all walks of life, and I am even more like brothers and sisters with the magistrate of this county.

It is no exaggeration to say that in this county, if I want to blow the wind, the wind will come; I will call for rain, and it will fall. That Wu Songmo said that he was a hero who fought tigers, even if he was a dragon crossing the river, he would have to restrain my minions and become sick insects here.

So although the godmother can rest assured, as long as I protect it, even if he is discovered by Na Wu Song, he can't help the godmother for half a point. ”

"This ......" Wang Po shook a little.

Seeing that Wang Po was shaken, Ximenqing hit the railway while it was hot: "And if the godmother really helps me to promote this matter, the benefits promised to the godmother before will not only be counted, but I will also buy a shop for the godmother in the most prosperous section of the county, so that the godmother will stay away from Nawu Song, and there will be no worries!" ”

Hearing this, Wang Po was completely moved, and the temptation of interests overshadowed her jealousy of Wu Song.

"Since the officials of Ximen have talked about this, if I shirk it again, it seems that I don't know what to do...... Ximen official, please go to the opposite side to find a place to sit for a meeting, and I will go and invite the little lady now, and you will come over in the name of eating near noon. ”

"Listen to the godmother."

When Ximenqing walked away, Wang Po took a deep breath and strengthened her courage, and then came to the door of Pan Jinlian's house, and just wanted to knock on the door, it happened that Pan Jinlian was going out to buy a bed and bedding.

Seeing the Wang Po standing at the door, Pan Jinlian was stunned and asked, "Is there anything else with the Wang Po?" ”

"Ah, that's right, I just sent the fabric again, so I'm here to ask if you have time to go over now."

"Yes."

Pan Jinlian decided to help Wang Po tailor first, and then go to buy beds and bedding during the lunch break.

The two came to the teahouse, and the princess wiped the table clean, and then took out a small piece of silk from the back room and put it on the table.

This silk is embroidered with a delicate folded flower pattern, the luster is soft and even, it feels excellent to the touch, and there is not a trace of creases, and it looks like a fine silk.

Pan Jinlian touched it lightly with her hand, and immediately exclaimed: "Wang Po, this, could this be silk from Qizhou?!" ”

Wang Po said with a smile: "Jin Lian really has a vision, and she can see it at a glance." ”

The textile technology of the Song Dynasty was very developed, and many famous varieties of silk appeared.

Among them, the silk fabrics of ten states such as Qizhou, Qingzhou and Dengzhou are the most famous.

How famous is it?

These ten states paid taxes to the imperial court, and none of them paid silver, but directly replaced them with silk fabrics, which went directly into the royal treasury for the use of the royal relatives and nobles.

If the people want to use this kind of silk, at least those wealthy businessmen can afford to use it.

And Wang Po's small piece of silk was sent by Ximenqing to please her, otherwise she would never be able to afford and would not be able to buy this kind of silk.

"I didn't expect you to be so rich that you could buy this kind of finest silk!" Pan Jinlian's tone was envious.

"Haha, how can I afford this kind of thing, this is all given to me by the Ximen official......"

Wang Po took the opportunity to praise Ximen Qing in front of Pan Jinlian.

Pan Jinlian still just smiled and didn't say anything.

She asked what type of clothes the princess was going to cut, and after measuring the size of the princess with a ruler, she spread out the silk and began to do it.

In this process, Pan Jinlian was very attentive, more attentive than ever before.

Because it was the best fabric she had ever encountered, she didn't dare to be careless.

Wang Po watched from the side for a while, and couldn't help but admire again and again.

This is not a deliberate compliment from Wang Po, but a compliment from her heart.

Because she has lived for so many years, she has never met a better tailor than Pan Jinlian's handiwork.

Before you know it, it's noon.

Wang Po knew that it was time to call Ximenqing over, so she walked out of her store and replaced the red handkerchief hanging outside with a green handkerchief - this was the code she had agreed with Ximenqing.

Ximenqing, who was sitting on the opposite side and had been peeking, immediately got up excitedly when he saw this code, and walked quickly to Wang Po Teahouse.

Seeing Ximen Qing coming, Wang Po greeted him loudly to attract Pan Jinlian's attention: "Ouch, Ximen official, why do you have time to come to me today?" ”

Thinking that he hadn't seen Wang Ganniang for a while, he came over to sit down...... Hey, who is this beautiful girl? Ximen Qing pretended not to know Pan Jinlian and asked Wang Po.

Wang Po cooperated with him and said: "Ximen official is really a noble person who forgets things, you only met Jin Lian in front of my teahouse a few days ago, and she also pleaded with you for the little brother who sold pears at that time, you forgot it so quickly?" ”

"Oh! It turned out to be the girl! I said how it looks so familiar. Ximenqing suddenly realized.

Seeing that the two of them talked about themselves, Pan Jinlian had no choice but to stop what she was doing and make a blessing to Ximenqing.

"Ouch, this encounter is fate, it's time for dinner again, why don't you go upstairs to me to deal with it, how about it?" Wang Po suggested at the right time.

"Then bother the godmother." Ximenqing was naturally full of promises.

But Pan Jinlian refused, because she had promised Zeng Hao to stay away from Ximenqing as much as possible.

"Mrs. Wang is polite, I'd better go home and eat, don't disturb you and Ximen Gongzi."

"Hey, girl, please stay!" Ximenqing hurriedly spoke up.

The purpose of his coming here is for Pan Jinlian, if Pan Jinlian is gone, what is the point of him coming here.

"May I ask what else is going on with Childe?" Pan Jinlian stopped, turned around and asked with a calm expression.

"Girl, have you forgotten what you told me last time? You said that if we are still destined to meet next time, you will agree to have a meal with me, could it be that the girl wants to be a person who does not believe in her word? ”

Hearing Ximenqing's words, Pan Jinlian thought about it seriously and found that she had really promised like this.

She struggled with her commitments for a long time, but finally agreed.

"Anyway, if I find out that the situation is not right, I will leave immediately." She comforted herself in her heart.

Ximen Qingqiang endured the excitement in his heart, hurriedly went to buy wine, meat and fruits, and took them to the second floor of Wang Po.

After setting up the wine and food, as soon as the three of them sat down, Wang Po poured a full glass of wine for Pan Jinlian.

Pan Jinlian hurriedly waved her hand and refused: "Wang Po Mo pours wine, I'm not good at drinking!" ”

Ximenqing said loudly: "Girl, don't panic, this is fruit wine, I deliberately bought it for the girl, it's not intoxicating, you can drink it with confidence." ”

Hearing Ximenqing's words, coupled with the fact that Wang Po had been persuading him to drink, Pan Jinlian picked up the wine glass and took a shallow taste.