Chapter 67: Preliminary Determination
"Who, move the plaque to the left, or it won't look symmetrical." Han Yong commanded.
"To the left?" At this time, the subordinate standing on the ladder lowered his head and asked.
"Yes, yes, yes, it's to the left, you move a little bit more that way, and it looks better."
Han Yong has been thinking about the replacement of the plaque since the edict was issued that day, and today the plaque is finally done, and he is happy to direct the hanging of the plaque here.
No matter what, this plaque can be regarded as the façade of their Anguo Mansion, and as the second son of the Anguo Mansion, he naturally has to keep an eye on these things.
As for the sisters and father, there is no need to trouble them for such trivial matters, just let him worry about it alone, Han Yong thought in his heart.
Just when Han Yong was busy with glue, Han Qingya suddenly appeared in front of the gate of Han Mansion, which frightened Han Yong and immediately asked people to stop.
He was really afraid that if this plaque fell and hit his sister Qingya, it would not be good.
He hurriedly walked over and pulled Han Qingya to a safe place before asking, "Sister Qingya, why did you come out?" It's dangerous here, I was really worried about what if something happens to you."
Looking at Han Yong's worried look, Han Qingya did not look at Han Yong, but looked at the plaque that was constantly adjusting its position with the four big characters "Anguo Mansion" written on it.
Han Qingya looked at the brand-new plaque and replied casually, "It's nothing, it's just to come and see you."
Han Yong, who noticed Han Qingya's gaze, immediately followed Han Qingya's gaze and looked forward, but saw the plaque that was about to be hung at the gate.
It turned out that Sister Qingya was looking at this, Han Yong thought in his heart.
"Sister Qingya, do you also think this plaque is very beautiful?"
"Well, that's good." Han Qingya replied casually.
After listening to Han Qingya's answer, Han Yong couldn't help but smile, and then said embarrassedly, "Actually, I picked this plaque, and I think it's pretty good."
Looking at this brand-new plaque, Han Qingya couldn't help but think of the plaque that hung on this door before, so Han Qingya asked, "What about the plaque that hung on the door before?" Did you throw it away?"
Hearing Han Qingya's words, Han Yong immediately reacted, and then returned: "That plaque has been removed, and it is placed over there, I plan to send it to the kitchen later, and then chop wood and burn it, Sister Qingya, do you want this plaque?"
"No, I'm just asking." Han Qingya didn't care about returning.
"Oh." After Han Yong nodded, he continued to command his subordinates to hang up the newly made plaque.
Soon, the new plaque was hung up, and it was really imposing from a distance.
In the next few days, because of Han Zhihao's sudden promotion, many people were sent to the newly promoted Anguo Mansion, the former Cheng'an Hou Mansion, and now the Anguo Mansion, which was really lively.
Many people wanted Han Zhihao to hold a banquet to celebrate his promotion, but Han Zhihao didn't want to hold it, but many people persuaded him to hold it.
Han Zhihao thought that over the years, their family had indeed not held any banquets, so he responded half-pushed.
It is not a simple matter to organize a banquet, but these Han Jiao are not worried at all, because she has some of the most powerful cousin Han Qingya.
Han Qingya has been born and raised in Fengyang for many years, and it is just a small banquet, and it is difficult for her.
Because Han Qingya is worried about the banquet, others are not worried about this banquet at all, but the time of this banquet still needs to be confirmed by Han Zhihao, after all, he is the head of the family.
"This banquet is scheduled for the second day of September! What do you think?" Han Zhihao asked about his daughter Han Jiao and son Han Yong, as well as his niece Han Qingya.
"I think it's good, it's still more than half a month before the second day of September, so there should be enough time to prepare for the banquet?" Han Yong this
kind of said.
But as soon as Han Yong finished speaking, Han Jiao said, "We are not the ones who run the banquet, how can you casually say that it can be done? What if it's too late?"
Then Han Jiao turned to Han Qingya and asked, "Aya, do you think half a month is enough time for you to prepare for the banquet?"
But after Han Jiao finished asking, Han Qingya didn't answer for a long time.
Han Qingya seemed to be stunned in place, not knowing what she was thinking, and her mouth seemed to be still muttering, "Is it the second day of the ninth month?"
But her voice was so small that no one in the room could hear her near-non-existent whisper.
Seeing that Han Qingya hadn't answered her question for a long time, Han Jiao couldn't help but poke her cousin who was stunned.
Feeling as if someone was poking herself, Han Qingya came back to her senses. new
"What are you thinking, why are you so distracted? I can't even bother to answer my sister's question, my sister will be angry!" Han Jiao asked angrily.
Hearing Han Jiao's words, Han Qingya seemed to be a little overwhelmed, but fortunately, at this time, Han Yong seemed to see Sister Qingya's embarrassment, and he said in time:
"Alas, Sister Ah seemed to be asking just now, is half a month enough time to prepare for the banquet." When he said the latter sentence, Han Yong specially accentuated his tone.
Seeing this, Han Qingya immediately reacted: "Half a month is enough, there is no problem."
"Oh, that's enough! That's fine." After Han Jiao heard Han Qingya's answer, she was relieved.
"Since there is enough time, let's set it on the second day of the ninth month, now that the time has been set, you two can't both pile things up to Qingya, if it's okay, go and help Qingya more, I still have something to do in the army, so I'll leave first."
As soon as the words fell, Han Zhihao left the Guogong Mansion and went to the army.
Seeing that her father was gone, Han Jiao originally wanted to ask Han Qingya if she and her younger brother had anything to help her, but Han Qingya said:
"Cousin, I suddenly remembered that there was one more thing I forgot to do, I went to do that thing first, if there are other things, let's talk about it later, I will go first."
After speaking, Han Qingya was about to leave, and Han Jiao couldn't help but ask, "What's the matter?" Otherwise, I'll help you."
What Han Jiao didn't expect was that Han Qingya actually rejected her, this was the first time Han Qingya refused her request since she returned to Fengyang City.
"Cousin, no need, it's just a trivial matter, I can solve it myself."
After saying this, Han Qingya disappeared in front of Han Jiao and Han Yong.
"Ah Yong, don't you think Aya is a little weird today?" Han Jiao hesitated again and again and asked this question.
Hearing his sister's question, Han Yong laughed on the spot, his appearance of not caring at all caused Han Jiao's deep dissatisfaction.
And Han Jiao was unhappy, and she wouldn't make Han Yong happy, so she immediately gave her younger brother a critical blow to the head.
"Ah~" Han Yong cried out in pain.
"Sister, why are you beating people? It's not friendly at all, it's still Sister Qingya, and she never bullies me." After finishing speaking, Han Yong also snorted fiercely at Han Jiao.
Seeing such a younger brother, Han Jiao felt that her fists were hard again.
As soon as Han Yong saw Han Jiao's expression, as a person who had been bullied by his sister for many years, he instantly understood his sister's thoughts, and in order to avoid the upcoming tragedy, he hurriedly admitted defeat and said:
"Okay, I was wrong, Sister Gillian is the best sister in the world for me." After saying this, Han Yong smiled at Han Jiao again.
Hearing such an answer, Han Jiao let go of this naughty younger brother.
However, after Han Yong finished saying that, he continued to reply to Han Jiao's previous question: "Sister, I think you just think too much, Sister Qingya is quite normal today!" What's wrong?"
"But she rejected me today, alas, she hasn't rejected me before, isn't it strange?" Han Jiao was suspicious
Confused, asked.
However, after listening to his sister's answer, Han Yong replied with a smile, "How can there be someone in the world who has never rejected another person? If Sister Qingya doesn't refuse you all the time, then I will feel strange, okay?"
"But ......"
Before Han Jiao's words were finished, she was directly interrupted by Han Yong.
"No, but, maybe Sister Qingya just wants to do something by herself today, you don't have to think about it too much for a day, let's worry more about Jiang Gongzi's affairs." Han Yong replied.
"Jiang Gongzi, is something wrong?" Han Jiao asked suspiciously.
"It's okay, but Jiang Gongzi didn't say that he also lived in our house for two months, right? Now we don't have any news at all, or you should persuade him to go to other countries to find out, after all, it is not a way to spend this time in our house."
After hearing Han Yong's words, Han Jiao had reason to suspect that Han Yong didn't want the Jiang family brothers and sisters to live in their mansion, but she had no evidence.
Seeing Han Jiao's face, Han Yong once again guessed his sister's intentions, so he explained seriously: "Sister, I swear, I never meant this, I am really a very serious suggestion, and I definitely have no selfish intentions."
"Well, I trust you, I'll think about it." Han Jiao replied.
In fact, Han Yong's words today were not accidental, he was actually persuaded by Han Qingya, and like Jiang Wan in the mansion, he heard Jiang Ling's wish to leave, so after comprehensive consideration, he made this suggestion to his sister.
On the other side, after Han Qingya returned to the room, she withdrew all her subordinates, and actually took out a tablet from the secret compartment in the bookshelf in the room.
She took out the tablet and placed it on the table, and then, she looked at the tablet in front of her, and there was no movement for a long time.
The tablet on it reads "The Position of Han Gu, the Lady of Cheng'an......