Not long after coming to this world, the first reward, and then the construction of Fuluzhuang, Rong Zhao went out in a carriage for the first time to go to Fuluzhuang, which is now the "Four Seasons Jinyuan".

I couldn't bear it halfway, so I accidentally found this bamboo forest and this stream. After that, the driver would always stop outside the woods and everyone would rest.

Rong Zhao smiled, walked to the side of the stream, squatted down, washed his face with water, turned around, and paused slightly. She saw a familiar figure standing not far behind her.

Dressed in a brown suit, wearing a shoulder strap, his hair is neatly erected, and his face is clean and tidy. From clothes to shoes, they are all excellent workmanship and materials, even if they are dark, they are still luxurious.

He stood not far away, facing the wind and snow, looking deeply at her.

Rong Zhao nodded and smiled at him, and then continued to walk forward, towards the bamboo forest, preparing to return to the parked carriage. The man followed her not far away, seemingly cautious.

Rong Zhao quickened his pace, and he also quickened his pace. Rong Zhao stopped, and he stopped.

After she took a deep breath, she slowly turned around and turned around, without a trace of a smile on her face, "Your Royal Highness, what are you doing with me?" Pei Huaibei pursed his lips, bowed his head slightly, and said in a soft voice: "I'm sorry."

Rong Zhao was surprised: "Why do you want to apologize?"

Pei Huaibei: "I concealed my identity and lied to you."

Rong Zhao smiled and waved his hand, it didn't matter: "It's not that you lied to me, your identity was sensitive that day, and it was really difficult to communicate with outsiders, you never said your identity, why lie to me?"

Although Snow Night lives and dies together, they are just two strangers who have nothing to do with each other.

Pei Huaibei looked up at her, his hands clenched into fists, a pair of stars in his eyes shattered, and his voice was hoarse: "Ah Zhao, I thought you were willing to see me......"

If you don't want to, you won't come here.

The smile on the corner of Rong Zhao's mouth slowly fell, and he sighed: "Your Royal Highness, don't act like this, a glass of practice wine that day, I thought we would be strangers when we saw each other again."

Pei Huaibei stared at her tightly and didn't say a word. The word strange road is a little hurtful.

Rong Zhao continued: "The Anqing Royal Mansion does not participate in the seizure of the heir, so the king should not involve the Anqing Imperial Mansion in the battle for the heir." Pei Huaibei took a step forward and said in a hurried tone: "I just want to see you, I have nothing else to do."

If he wanted to involve the Anqing Mansion in the struggle for succession, he would not have left the Anqing Mansion like that. I won't see Rong Zhao in this way today.

I saw her just because I wanted to see her, and nothing else.

Rong Zhaowen

Yan, smiled, raised his hand, and made a salute to the king.

Her expression was polite and detached, and her voice was clear: "I and King Jin both have something to ask for, both are walking on the tip of the knife, and now the road under our feet is not in the same direction, and I hope King Jin remembers that the coachman of Anqing Wangfu is nameless, dead, and has nothing to do with King Jin."

Rong Zhao bent down and bowed to the end.

When she raised her head, her eyes looked at Nameless without waves.

When she stopped the carriage and walked towards the creek, she hoped that no one would be encountered.

But when she encountered, it was also expected, she stopped, so that this incident would never happen again, and she and Nameless's true identity would finally meet.

Pei Huaibei kept looking at her.

In fact, they were separated not for a long time, but because there were too many things that happened and their identities changed, it seemed that this period of time was very long. He lowered his eyes slightly, and fine snow particles fell on his eyelashes, moistening his eyes.

Pei Huaibei returned the salute, his voice was very soft, and it seemed that he could disappear into the cold wind in an instant: "Okay, Rong Shizi." Rong Zhao nodded politely, turned around, flipped the hem of his clothes, stepped on the snow on the grass and trees, and walked into the bamboo forest, his back gradually disappeared.

Pei Huaibei straightened up and stood in place, looking at her back all the time, letting the snow fall one by one, and there was only one shadow in the snow, and his body was lonely.

Rong Zhao walked out of the bamboo forest, stopped, took a deep breath, and exhaled a long breath.

In fact, she still relied on him to be nameless.

If it is in the face of Pei Qin, Rong Zhao will never be able to say such a thing, the two princes and grandsons who also know her identity can only be false and wrongful to Pei Qin, but for Pei Huaibei, they can say their true thoughts.

The knife on her body was completely scabbed, and she didn't forget it so easily.

Rong Zhao looked up at the sky, the snow in the capital was very beautiful, but it was too cold. She smiled and walked to the carriage with her back straight and her steps firm.

Zhang Changyan lifted the curtain and frowned: "Why have you been there for so long? I thought something had happened to you!"

Rong Zhao walked over, grabbed the door and jumped into the carriage. Inside, Guo Chuan was already asleep, he was poured too much wine by Rong Zhao today, and the carriage stopped, so he fell asleep against the carriage.

Yung Zhao: "It's okay."

Zhang Changyan glanced at her and felt a little strange, but he didn't say anything. The carriage continued on its way into the city.

Soon, the carriage entered the city.

Zhang Changyan was originally thinking about how to eat Rong Zhao's meal tomorrow, but Rong Zhao, who had been quiet on the side, suddenly asked: "If I lie to you, what are your feelings?"

/ > was a bit sudden.

Zhang Changyan was dazed: "Huh?"

He was stunned for a while, and finally realized that Rong Zhao was asking him, and he glanced at Rong Zhao strangely, "What mood can you have?" Don't you lie to me every day?"

It's either a cheat or a pit, Zhang San is used to it. Yung Zhao: "......"

She was speechless, glanced at Zhang Changyan, and then smiled slightly: "Brother Zhang, if you go back to the house now, something good should happen." Zhang Changyan: "?" He looked strange: "How do you know?"

Yung Zhao: "I counted."

Although he didn't believe it, Zhang Changyan thought about it and said, "Then you can send me to Zhang's Mansion now, and I'll go see if you can count correctly."

After a pause, he added, "Definitely not." His father has something to do today, and he went out early in the morning, so he is not afraid to go home now.

Rong Zhao smiled.

Soon, the carriage arrived at Zhang's mansion, and Zhang Changyan jumped out of the carriage in a hurry. He was very curious, why did Rong Zhao say that something good happened when he returned home? If there were, what would be the good thing?

After a stick of incense.

Zhang San's howl sounded: "Dad, Dad, don't fight! I was wrong!!"

"You can't make a thing, you ran out to drink again, and you were sent back by the carriage of the Anqing Palace? If it weren't for Lao Tzu who happened to come back for something, he wouldn't have been able to catch you, an unsuccessful thing. "

"Dad, I was really wrong!"

"Stop, don't run, I'll kill you!"

"Whew-"

"Rong Zhao! You liar!!"

Rong Zhao's carriage had already left to send Guo Chuan home. Just now on the road, she never saw Prime Minister Zhang's carriage behind the curtain, driving in the direction of Zhang's mansion....

Meanwhile.

"Your Highness, the assassin has been caught."

Pei Huaibei lowered his eyes slightly, his fingers touched the somewhat old food box in front of him, and his voice was calm: "Killed." The man wondered, "Don't you interrogate first?"

Pei Huaibei: "The result of the interrogation must not be the person who really sent the killer, there is no need to interrogate, and the body was thrown in the second prince's courtyard, this

Such an urgent and ruthless method can only be my second uncle. "

"Yes."

The man is gone,

Pei Huaibei continued to rub the lines on the food box, a small word "Rong", and the traces were blurred. His expression was desolate.

Day 2.

The front page of the newspaper on this day was neither "King Jin went to Taibei Temple to offer incense", nor "The body was found in the second prince's courtyard and stunned a few waiters", but - Yunrongfang offered a reward for embroidery.

Someone reads: "Yunrongfang rewards the world's good embroidery girls, embroiderers who can make good-looking clothes can enter Beijing, in order to be fair and just, Yunrongfang will officially hold the "Yunrongfang Treasures Competition", and the selection will be handed over to the world.

"Before December 1, embroidery girls can bring ready-to-wear to Yunrongfang for the primary election, and all embroidery girls who have passed the primary selection will receive five

Two silver bounties to advance to the second round.

"The second round of the competition will be in the capital, selected by the people of the capital to throw flowers (the specific rules will be detailed in the subsequent newspaper), the second round of the competition to select thirty embroidery girls, each of whom won fifty taels of silver, and at the same time can join Yunrongfang.

"The third round of the competition will also be in the capital, and the best ten clothes will be selected, and each embroiderer will be rewarded with two hundred taels of silver.

"Good dress is not only clothes, but also jewelry, so Yunrongfang also offers a reward to be a jewelry craftsman, from the second round to cooperate with the embroidery girl who passed the primary selection, the moon silver is rich, the bonus is not counted, and the craftsman's work will be displayed together with the embroidery girl's clothes.

"From the second round onwards, all materials and fabrics are provided by Yunrongfang.

"Bring beauty to the people of the world, spread your weaving technology and building technology to the world, Yunrongfang and the world's embroiderers and jewelry craftsmen to create heirlooms."

After reading it, there was a long silence.

The ordinary people in the capital quickly started talking about this news-

"Yunrongfang Treasure Competition? What the hell is this?"

"I understand, it seems that the embroidery girl makes the clothes, and then we choose the beautiful ones." "Oh my God, isn't there going to be a lot of excitement going on?" Why next month, I want to see it now. "

"I can see Yunrongfang's new clothes tomorrow, it is written in the newspaper that Pei Shizi and Pei Ergongzi's clothes are ready, and they will go to pick up the clothes at the beginning of tomorrow, and they should also beat the horses."

"Show me another treasure contest? Five taels, fifty taels, two hundred taels, this bounty is too heavy!" Hey, will there be a reward for all the best embroiderers in the world?"

"It's possible, it's still early in December, and it's too late for the embroidery girls in Jiangnan to take the waterway. "

; "If you really can't catch up, then you probably won't be able to participate." "Will the embroidery girl come so far away?" Who knows? We just waited to see the excitement, it sounded like a lot of fun. "

The news in the newspaper about the "Yunrongfang Treasure Competition" once again ignited the entire capital.

The expansion of the newspaper is very fast, as long as you send someone to choose a place, and recruit a group of employees, you can immediately run it, just wait for the template to arrive, immediately print the newspaper, and sell it.

Therefore, this news first ignited the capital, and then gradually ignited the surrounding areas.

A competition, or a competition that embroiderers from all over the world can participate in.

Although everyone knows that it is impossible for embroidery girls all over the world to participate, it is already an unprecedented lively event for the people of Beijing.

The embroidery girls in Beijing occupy a geographical advantage and have become restless. The people who were ready to join in the fun also became agitated.

The group of second-generation people looked at each other, very dazed, and someone spoke:

"This ...... Rong Shizi's move to reward the embroidery girl, will it be too big?

Someone else said, "If this continues, we don't know how long our clothes will have to wait."

Clothes are no longer the point, don't you see the words "Treasure Contest"? It seems to be a lot of fun.

"I'm also looking forward to it, it seems to be fun, which embroidery girl's clothes can we choose to make it look good? How to choose?" The flowers written on it may have to wait for the newspaper or Rong Shizi to explain.

Such a big event, although many people don't have the ability to participate as embroiderers, but they can participate as an audience. So, from the moment the newspaper was sold, everyone was talking about it.

In a short period of time, it was like a fire that made all the places that knew the news boil... … Zhang's family.

Zhang Changzhi looked puzzled: What is this Rong Zhao going to do? How did you make such a big move?

Zhang Changyan sighed: "Rong Zhao is really rich, as long as he enters the second round, he will have five taels per person, and if he enters the third round, he will have fifty taels per person, and there will be two hundred taels in the top ten in the third round...... It's 10,000 taels, right?

Zhang Changxing shook his head and sighed: "It's not all, you see what is written on it, Yunrongfang is responsible for all expenses, and those good cloths, gold and silver for jewelry, and jewelry are all money!"

Zhang Changzhi:

Listening to the two younger brothers saying that it was all money, he was a little speechless.

But soon, as if he had thought of something, he asked his two younger brothers, "By the way, do you still have any money?"

I'm going to invite a few friends to drink, the last time I invested in Fuluzhuang I took all my money away, and embezzled the money in the account, and now the account has no money, so it's not easy to pay the money.

Zhang Changxing and Zhang Changyan looked at him, and at the same time smiled, their voices were gentle-

"No money!" Deserve.

Zhang Changzhi: "......

Many people looked at the newspaper and had a thought at the same time - the capital will be lively in the next few months.

For the dignitaries, after reading it, they frowned slightly, and quickly put this matter behind them.

Now that King Jin is back, the situation between the court and the central government is tense, and the battle for the heir is intensifying, and a small embroidery room wants to hold a competition to recruit a group of embroidery girls together, which is not worth too much attention.

Their eyes were above the court.

On the contrary, in the back house, many women are very concerned.

"We'll see if there's anything new when the time comes."

If there is a good embroiderer, you can make clothes in the house.

The men's clothes made by Rong Shizi before were very good-looking, I don't know how the women's clothes are?" Thanks to Rong Shizi, it's rare to have such a lively look. ”

There are discussions everywhere, all kinds of discussions. Rong Zhao still carried out the plan step by step and was unmoved.

Day 2.

Pei Chengjue and Pei Guanshan came to pick up clothes.

Originally, the two complained that Rong Zhao also made clothes for another person, and they couldn't distinguish the order, but the incident of "Yunrongfang Treasure Competition" made the two of them instantly divert their attention.

- As long as you don't lose to another person, it's not too disappointing.

Pei Chengjue and Pei Guanshan went to the Anqing Mansion one after another, and Rong Zhao received them.

Pei Chengjue was curious: What are you going to do? So what is the treasure contest and what is the purpose?

Rong Zhao smiled brightly: "Naturally, it's to have some fun, I think that Yunrong Fang is short of people anyway, so I just recruit enough at one time, and also hold a lively event, which is almost the New Year, so that the people of the capital are happy."

Pei Chengjue: ......

Pei Guanshan was speechless: "The cost of your event is not small, even if you sell clothes in the future, how long will it take to return to your capital?" The two of them were not this kind of settling accounts before, but now they are seriously calculating whether they will lose money. Rong Zhao smiled but did not speak.

Payback? She never worries because she doesn't like to do loss-making business.

> Pei Chengjue wanted to continue asking, but Rong Zhao was not ready to continue to explain to them, so he only said: "Now is not the time, when the Yunrongfang Treasure Competition starts, you will all know."

She took one in one hand and led it inside, "Let's go, look at your clothes."

Pei Chengjue originally wanted to be unrelenting, but when he saw her pulling her sleeves, he shook his head helplessly, took a step, and followed her obediently, Pei Guanshan was similar, and he had no choice but to follow.

Rong Zhao is short, but Pei Chengjue and Pei Guanshan are more than one meter and eight tall, if the two do not cooperate, Rong Zhao will not be able to pull it. When they entered the room, as soon as they raised their heads, they saw the clothes on the wooden people, and they were immediately stunned.

The two clothes, from style to color, are completely different, but they are indistinguishable. One set of black and one set of white, creating a striking contrast.

Pei Guanshan looked at it for a while, then turned his head to look at Rong Zhao: "You Yunrongfang is really powerful."

Pei Chengjue looked at Rong Zhao and smiled slightly: "Ah Zhao, bother."

Pei Guanshan: "......" Why is this person flamboyant?

Would he like to say something too? Pei Guanshan hesitated for a moment, but still said awkwardly: "Ah Zhao, it's hard work."

Rong Zhao raised his chin, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, Don't say these nonsense, you put on your clothes, go out for me, and show everyone the clothes made by my Yunrong Fang.

The two went in to change their clothes, and when they came out again, even Rong Zhao was amazed. No wonder it's the double heroes of the capital.

Pei Guanshan's facial features are deep and exquisite, with sharp edges and corners, at this time, he is wearing a black dress, with thunder patterns on his clothes, black hair and shoulders, domineering and majestic, his hair is tied up with a black crown, and a pair of black eyes are swept away, which makes people inexplicably frightened, but he can't help but look at him and can't take his eyes off.

- Like a handsome demon king who crawled out of the abyss.

Pei Chengjue looks gentle as jade, but a pair of peach blossom eyes and with a romantic flow, which is unforgettable at first sight, at this time he is wearing a white dress with a border, and the white clothes are embroidered with a faint landscape map, as if the entire mountains and rivers are draped on his body, with a silver hair crown on his head, and a slight side head, which is fascinating.

——Like the immortal monarch who fell into the mortal world above the nine heavens.

It has to be said that height has an advantage.

Although the two of them can't be said to be better looking than Rong Zhao's "immortals" that day, the tall man wearing men's clothes is more imposing, and people can't take their eyes off it.

The corners of Rong Zhao's mouth rose, and he couldn't help nodding: It's good-looking, it's like this.

The two blushed slightly, looking away. But it happened to meet the eyes of the person next to him, and even if his face was blackened.

Pei

Cheng Jue walked towards Rong Zhao step by step, smiling slightly: "Ah Zhao, tell me, Pei Shizi, who is better-looking?" How could Rong Zhao possibly answer this death question?

She grabbed one in one hand and took it out, It's almost time, you don't have to ride a horse today, the two of you go straight to that street together, let's see you in the teahouse.

"You're not with us?"

Rong Zhao shook his head: What am I going to do in your home field? I went to the teahouse from the other way, walked, hurried out. The two were dragged out of the Anqing Palace.

Blessed are the people who have been waiting for a long time.

Rong Zhao was so good-looking that he couldn't get close at the beginning, and the five princes were princes, but now that the famous "Beijing Shuangjie" appeared, the cheers immediately rang out.

Pretty!

The clothes are good-looking, and the people are good-looking. Or the two of them walking together, the ultimate contrast, double the happiness.

There are more people coming today, almost filling both sides of the street, the store and the upstairs, all of them are full of people, and many shops on both sides of the road have even stepped up their renovation in recent days and built a corridor for customers to stand on and watch.

With the foreshadowing of the first two times, this time, it is really crowded.

I don't know when I put on the clothes of Yunrongfang and walked through this street, which is already a grand event that the people of the capital want to watch.

This time, there were more people holding silk flowers, plums, and fruits, and the two walked by, and the sound of the mountain was accompanied by the flowers thrown out, staggered on this street, and the girls were excited to probe, trying to say hello to the "Beijing Shuangjie".

Ordinary people couldn't help but exclaim their handsomeness, which attracted some people to marvel and some envy.

Rong Zhao is riding a horse and walking faster than these two, so he arrived at the teahouse early. As soon as she entered, she was pulled by someone, and the sound of eager questioning drowned out her—

"Rong Shizi, when will it be my turn to make clothes?" Why don't you take our cloth?

"yes, when the hell will you do it for me." "I also want to walk through this street in Yunrongfang's clothes!"

Rong Zhao blinked, spread his hands, helplessly: "Maybe not, Yunrongfang can't make so many clothes, aren't you really willing to wait for three years?"

Three-year ......

Someone asked eagerly: Didn't you recruit an embroidery girl?

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She explained, snapping her fingers.

"We give money!" Someone else was in a hurry.

In fact, I already knew that there were not so many free things, so they were more willing to give money.

However, Yung Zhao replied: "That may have to wait until after the Treasure Contest is over."

She clenched her fists at everyone, looking helpless: "I have a letter to show my words, we will make the cloth that was sent to the Anqing Palace, but we really can't make more people's clothes, and we can't accept it anymore......

Someone didn't send the cloth over for the first time before, and then the Anqing Mansion didn't accept it, and his face was full of chagrin at this time.

Even if the cloth was sent over, it was anxious at this time. Who knows how long it will take? They can't wait to put them on!

Put on the clothes of Yunrongfang and patrol the streets, and the people appreciate and welcome, but if you wear other good-looking clothes, you want to patrol the streets?

Just kidding.

If it weren't for Yunrongfang, there would be no influence, and the newspaper was Rong Zhao and the three princes, and they wouldn't be notified of this matter! That is to put it on.

Moreover, there are few clothes that are as good-looking and innovative as those produced by Yunrongfang.

At this moment, some people even expected Rong Zhao to hurry up and finish the treasure contest and take out the clothes to sell, and they bought them directly......

At this time, Pei Chengjue and Pei Guanshan arrived.

In the exclamation, the two entered the teahouse and ascended to the private room on the second floor, still wearing the clothes they had just patrolled the street. Pei Chengjue let out a sigh: "Ah Zhao, you didn't say that this street is so difficult to walk!"

Yung Zhao: Isn't it beautiful?

Pei Guanshan rarely smiled at the corner of his mouth, his eyes were crooked, and the scenery was beautiful. Rong Zhao smiled and poured them tea and handed it to them.

When Pei Guanshan took it, he suddenly asked: "Me or Pei Chengjue, which one is good-looking?" —He asked the question that Bae Seungjue had asked before. _

Yung Zhao: ......

These two people....