The slave family is not a disaster

Chapter 92

"Anran, it's been a long time. I haven't seen you for almost a month, are you okay?" Xi Gongmo was dressed in a moon-white brocade robe as usual, and sometimes Ye Anran even felt that he was so delicate that he didn't look like a man.

"Well, all is well with His Highness Tuo's blessing, please come in quickly, Your Highness Mo." Ye Anran smiled.

"Okay, if Jin didn't tell me, I really didn't know that you opened a teahouse." Xi Gongmo said with a smile, without any sense of blame in her tone.

But Ye Anran was very disturbed when she heard that, after all, Xi Gongmo once helped her, but now she opened her teahouse, but did not invite this friend, it was really rude, in fact, it was not that she didn't want to invite, it was because she was afraid of causing trouble, She originally opened this teahouse not to make money, but to pass the time, so naturally she didn't want to show too much limelight.

"Where, it's an honor for my teahouse to have His Royal Highness Mo come here, and it's full of splendor." Ye Anran has never been good at polite words, but because of guilt in his heart, he still said these scene words with a smile.

Walking up to the second floor, sitting with Nishinomiya Mo, Nishinomiya Jin, and Miss Zheng Jia, the four of them were sitting in the best position by the window, chatting and laughing happily. Outsiders who don't know the situation may think that these four people are Two pairs of lovers.

Xi Gongjin is next to Miss Zheng's family, and occasionally fills her with tea, as considerate as a lover, while Xi Gongmo and Ye Anran both have exquisite faces, which make people have to think of four words - a match made in heaven .

"Miss Zheng, you're welcome, just come and sit down when you have time, just tell me what kind of tea you like to drink." Ye Anran still likes Miss Zheng's family quite a bit, she is not as ostentatious and contrived as those rich ladies, and she speaks eloquently, indeed. She is a rare woman.

Unexpectedly, Nishinomiya Nishiki, who has always been philandering, finally has a good vision this time...

Hearing this, Zheng Yanru was naturally flattered, nodded slightly with a smile and said: "Thank you for your kindness, Princess Wang, Yanru must come here often, and drinking tea with two princes and one princess is really a blessing from a previous life."

At this time, Xi Gongmo seemed to think of something, and asked softly: "An Ran, the name of this teahouse is so strange, what year is it called Jinxi, could it be based on Su Shi's poem "Shui Tiao Ge Tou, When Will the Moon Come?" "

Ye Anran smiled wisely: "Exactly, I finally mustered up the courage to open a teahouse. Naturally, I couldn't just choose a name casually, so I chose this on a whim. How about it, can you make it through?"

"Well, it's very interesting. Seeing the name of this teahouse makes people want to rush in and drink tea." Said, Xi Gongmo picked up the teacup and tasted it carefully.

At this time, Qiniang came over, leaned into Ye Anran's ear and whispered: "My lord, there is a young man in purple asking to see you."

"Oh? Did you say who it is?" Ye Anran didn't seem to remember that there were other friends in Bianjing besides Xi Gongmo and Xi Gongjin.

"Say it's surnamed Meng." Qiniang's voice was very low, as if it was related to the master's private affairs, so it's inconvenient to say more.

Upon hearing that the surname was Meng, Ye Anran immediately understood the general idea, stood up and said, "Sorry, everyone, please drink tea first, I have something to take care of."

The other three nodded, and Ye Anran followed Qiniang downstairs, and caught a glimpse of Meng Zhaoyang, the son of the Meng family, standing at the door in Yushu Linfeng.

"Master Zhaoyang, why are you here?" Ye Anran was not very familiar with Meng Zhaoyang, so when calling him by his name, he always added the word "Master".

"It's a coincidence that today I went to Ye's Tea House to buy tea and overheard the guy there talking about the opening of the tea house of the daughter of the Ye family today. Sister Yao is an imperial concubine, so she will definitely not come out to open a teahouse, so it can only be you. Sure enough, I really came to the right place, catching up with your teahouse opening, but I came to visit rashly, please bear with me if I am rude What Meng Zhaoyang said was well-founded, and Ye Anran was immediately moved.

She didn't have many friends in Bianjing, so it's a good thing to have friends to celebrate the opening of the teahouse for her.

"Young Master Zhaoyang is worrying too much, please come inside, Qiniang, go and make a pot of good tea for Young Master Meng." Ye Anran turned around and ordered.

"Yes." Qiniang is also a smart person, so she will not ask too many questions, just follow the master's instructions.

Because Xigong Jin and Xigong were lonely on the second floor, Ye Anran could only settle Meng Zhaoyang on the first floor.

"Anran, you don't have to call me Mr. Zhaoyang so politely. It sounds...hehe, it's too natural. If you are afraid of calling me Zhaoyang, you can call me Brother Meng." Even making himself uncomfortable, Meng Zhaoyang suggested.

Ye Anran smiled embarrassedly: "Well, okay, then I will call you Brother Meng from now on."

"There is nothing to give away when the teahouse opens. I will give you this pair of emerald vases. I wish your teahouse a happy opening." Meng Zhaoyang took a big black wooden box from his entourage's birthday gift.

Inside the wooden box are two brightly colored and transparent green jadeite vases. Just by looking at the style, one can tell that the price is expensive.

"No, it's too expensive. Brother Meng gave me sweet-scented osmanthus cake last time. I'm already very grateful. I can't accept such an expensive gift anymore. Please take it back." Seeing this pair of vases, Ye Anran was shocked. They all refused to accept.

Seeing her refusal, Meng Zhaoyang was not in a hurry, but just smiled lightly: "An Ran, you can accept it, our Meng family and your Ye family are also family friends, this gift is nothing, although we have no chance to become husband and wife, but it is not bad to be friends Well, a gift from a friend doesn't care about the value, it just represents a little heart, if you accept it, my friend will be more comfortable."

Seeing that Meng Zhaoyang said these words to the water, Ye Anran bit her lip, in order not to dismiss the face of the Meng family, she had no choice but to accept it reluctantly.

"Then...then I'd rather be respectful than obedient." Ye Anran took the emerald vase, feeling a little uneasy in her heart, she always felt that the son of the Meng family treated her a little too kindly, the last time he gave him an osmanthus cake, this time he gave him a vase , it is really confusing.

At this time, Qiniang came over with tea, put down two cups of Seven Star Grass and said, "Young Master Meng, please use tea."

"Okay, thank you." Meng Zhaoyang behaved like a gentleman, which left a good impression on Ye Anran.

Just when Qiniang turned to leave, Ye Anran suddenly stopped her: "Qiniang."

Qiniang turned her head in response, waiting for the master's next order, Ye Anran paused and said: "Go and wrap up two boxes of cannas that just arrived today, and I will take them to Mr. Meng later."

"Yes." Although Qiniang knew how precious cannas were, two boxes would cost almost 500 taels of silver, but since the master ordered, she had to follow. It seems that this young man surnamed Meng is not ordinary.

Thinking of this, Qiniang quickened her pace to make tea...

Meng Zhaoyang's face changed slightly: "Anran, what are you doing? Don't do this, cannas are so precious, let's save them for guests to drink."

"Brother Meng, don't be polite to me. I know that Uncle Meng also likes to drink tea. Cannas grow very well this year, but most of them were paid tribute to the royal family. It is difficult for the people to buy them. There are some here, so you can give them to me." It's my kindness to bring Uncle Meng back." Of course Ye Anran knew the meaning of reciprocity.

Not to mention that the canna is worth 500 taels, even 5000 taels, she has to give it away, because she knows that the pair of bottles that Meng Zhaoyang gave her just now must be priceless, which is almost nothing.

To be a human being is to have you come and go, otherwise you always accept gifts from others, and you really feel a little uneasy.

Hearing what Ye Anran said, Meng Zhaoyang didn't refuse anymore, so he arched his hands and said with a smile: "Then I will thank you, Anran, on behalf of my father."

"We are friends, why are you being polite?" Ye Anran borrowed Meng Zhaoyang's words and asked back, making both of them laugh.

Afterwards, Meng Zhaoyang and Ye Anran talked and laughed happily. Ye Anran suddenly discovered that Meng Zhaoyang was a well-bred man, and his every frown and smile made people feel as refreshing and gentle as a spring breeze.

Many times she wondered, if Jia Luo hadn't been rescued and the emperor hadn't given her a marriage, would she have married to the Meng family like an ordinary girl and lived a normal and happy life?

No one knows the answer, because if it is impossible, her fate has undergone earth-shaking changes, how can she go back to the past?
Before leaving, Meng Zhaoyang pretended to be mysterious and asked: "An Ran, do you really not remember the story about the jade vase?"

"Ah? Is there any? Does this vase have a story?" Apparently, Ye Anran didn't seem to remember.

Meng Zhaoyang looked at Ye Anran gently and said slowly: "When I was eight years old, I went to Yangzhou Ye Mansion with my father as a guest, and met a six-year-old girl holding an emerald vase. I thought it was interesting at the time, so I wanted to take it for a look. I saw it, but I didn’t want to accidentally break it, the girl kept crying, kept crying, I was a little impatient later and said to her, An Ran, don’t cry, I... can’t pay you a lot of vases in the future?”

After hearing this, Ye Anran also smiled, seemed to remember something, and then said: "I remembered, there is such a thing, when I was a child, I especially liked that bottle, because it was a birthday present from my father , give me one and give my sister one, you broke the vase, I’m sure I’m going to cry very sad, but... I didn’t expect that after many years, you would actually give me a vase, and you would give me two as soon as you gave it. That's all delivered."

"It's fine if you like it." Then Meng Zhaoyang looked at the sky and said, "It's getting late, I should go, next time I pass by Bianjing, I'll come and see you again."

"Well, brother Meng will meet later." Ye Anran smiled and waved his hands.

Meng Zhaoyang went out and got into the carriage. He immediately put away that gentle smile and replaced it with a somewhat sad face. Of course, Ye Anran would not remember that when he smashed her vase, he said: "Grow up!" If you marry me, I will buy you many, many vases."

Maybe for Ye Anran, this memory is just a joke many years ago, it is really not important to her, but for Meng Zhaoyang, it is a dream for many years.

The carriage drove for a long time, but Meng Zhaoyang still reluctantly raised the curtains, looked out of the window, and said with emotion: "An Ran, in this life, is it destined that your lover will not be me? The person who bought many vases for you is not I?"

It's a pity that he can only say these words by himself, Ye Anran can't hear, and won't hear...

After sending Meng Zhaoyang away, Ye Anran went upstairs and saw three people looking at her, so she immediately felt a little awkward: "What's wrong with you? Why are you all looking at me like this?"

"Second sister-in-law, the three of us have reached a consensus that there is one thing missing in your teahouse." Nishinomiya Jin said proudly.

"Lack of something? What's missing?" Ye Anran was a little confused when the three of them looked at it like this.

(End of this chapter)