open sea

Chapter 205
A few months after Zeng Yiben's death, the Xiangshan Office changed its appearance and called it Nanyangwei. Officials from prefectures and counties, civil and military officials from southern Guangdong, and merchants from all over the world, visited the door in person for those with low status, and sent people for visits for those with high status. There are not many people who really have an interest relationship with Nanyang Wei, but it is just an ordinary courteous exchange, and they don't even try to make friends.

Sophistication is an interesting thing. Maybe many people don't know Chen Mu, or maybe they just met him once during the battle of Guangcheng, and there is no friendship that would send someone to celebrate.But things are weird, as long as one person in a circle proposes to visit Nanyangwei, the rest will go with him.

Celebration is not to make friends, but to not hold grudges.

There are many people who express kindness, but not all kindness will be remembered, but most of those who do not express kindness will be remembered and misunderstood as hostility.

People just to avoid hostility.

Being busy with business, sometimes he would ignore the people close to him. Chen Mu didn't expect that the drum belly building would really close.

Because of the many banquets, he only invited the cook from the drum-belly building to handle them, and even Yan Qingyao made a special trip to help several times, and was also happy for him. Just as Chen Mu expected, the girl didn't intend to close the Drum Belly Building at all.

He even wrote a letter two months ago to tell Yan Qing that the business of Gufu Restaurant is booming, and he plans to open a bigger restaurant in Haojing.

How do you say that it is closed when it is closed?

The invitation from Guan Zhang of the Gufu Tower to thank the elders of Guangcheng was sent to Nanyangwei, and Chen Mu was caught off guard.

"Prepare the horse!"

Chen Mu didn't expect the Gufu Building to be closed, and Yan Qingyao didn't expect that she would close the Gufu Building ten months ago.

Maybe no one in this world knows how much power a single sentence can give people better than Yan Qingyao.

I don’t know when it started. In the evening when every table and chair was packed, the second floor of the drum building leaned against the railing to the south. The little shopkeeper always likes to change into a short coat, a wide lace floral horse-face skirt, and look at the invisible river and sea. , I always see the double shadow of the eaves and the overlapping mountains, laughing foolishly.

She thought, someone over there said that they wanted to marry her as the wife of a thousand households.

Is that a promise?

She didn't think it was worth it, it was only worth 14 taels of silver, so Yan Bo bought her back from his mother. How could any high-ranking official be willing to marry her?

It's marriage, it's madam!
Mrs. Qianhu.

But isn't that a promise?
When the man was in Guangcheng, he gave his waist card to himself, and said that he would use this wooden card to open the city gate and live in the barracks when he met the police, saying that he was a family member of Qianhu in Xiangshan.

The little shopkeeper ran more frequently to Yanguifang. She was like a squirrel with a pine cone hidden in her mouth and her cheeks puffed out. She was carrying a little secret that no one else could see. Those sisters were only hearsay, but she was the only one who cherished all the opportunities to know these things.

In fact, everyone knew what the little shopkeeper was thinking, but Su Sanniang had ordered that the girls of Yan Guifang were not allowed to talk nonsense about their benefactor.Even with it, I also take good care of the dream of the little shopkeeper.

Because a person recognizes time and opportunity, others perceive him differently from different angles.

In Yan Qingyao's eyes, Chen Mu, who is easy-going, cheerful and gentle, looks different in Yan Guifang's eyes. He doesn't behave like a woman, although he is greedy for some enjoyment, but he is dedicated to making achievements, respecting his superiors and being humble-that is young and promising. Comparable to Yu Long Qi Hu, a general who kills people like dirt, a whole boat of famous courtesans in Guangzhou, and even cautious of his own virtue because the painting boat is signed in his nickname.

Whenever Yan Qingyao thought that she would lead the topic to Mrs. Qianhu without any trace, there would be harsh laughter from the prostitutes who looked down on her. Su Sanniang could control their talking, but she couldn't control their laughing .

Those people looked at Yan Qingyao with cold and contemptuous eyes from top to bottom, until the little shopkeeper felt uncomfortable all over, and then said lightly, "The master of a high-ranking official should be in a good family, marry a wife and a virtuous person, be gentle and virtuous, at least have Yes." "Their wives also need to have a father who is an important official in the court, so that they can be promoted in the future, and their official career will be prosperous!" and so on.

Every time I hear it, it always makes people downcast.

It's hard to be the wife of a thousand households, you will be beaten to death with a stick full of dirty words in the market, let alone have a matching family background.

But what can defeat the little shopkeeper who has a dream?

She would still wear a beautiful horse-face skirt and some light makeup to sneak onto the boat to inquire about those "secrets" that are insignificant to others but of great significance to her.Like a sweetheart, I hide a small book with me, recording the rules and the dirty words I blurt out every day. Every night, after reconciling accounts by candlelight, I take out the small book to show a disheartened disappointment or a satisfied smile.

But whether it was a promise or not is not important anymore, because the promise can never be fulfilled, and she will never be Mrs. Qianhu.

Because there is no Chen Qianhu in Xiangshan, there are Nanyang Guard Commander Commander Zhang Yin Commander, Zhaoyong General Chen Mu.

A third-rank military officer with a crimson robe, a golden chest and a tiger on his back.

No one gave her a new one for the obsolete seal engraving of Qianhu in Xiangshan. Fortunately, no one came to her to ask for it. Even if Xiangshan became Nanyangwei, they still ate cooked meat from Gufulou.

In Nanyang Wei Ya's banquets where she was invited to bring people to give back the gifts again and again, the little shopkeeper, dressed as a general's mansion in a green suit and a small hat, greeted the guests with a smile, watching others come to be full of ambition, and also to see others To be worn out.

Watch him laugh, watch him dance, watch him vomit by the stream.

He is the majestic and dignified General Zhaoyong in the eyes of others, and also the general banner of Qingyuan in tatters in her heart.

From Guangzhou Mansion to Nanyangwei, over several mountains and over several rivers, the footprints are still clear even when you close your eyes.

Sometimes I comfort myself, anyway, he is not close to women, anyway, she is still young, one day, one day, she will be able to achieve the virtues of Mrs. Qianhu, and it is not bad if she cannot be a concubine who is a commanding envoy. Not so harsh words.

People grow up slowly in the weaving scenery until one day.

Yan Guifang's sister inadvertently told that she was invited to Nanyang Guard to accompany the distinguished guests who came from afar. It turns out that a few words can destroy a strong dream.

"The man from Bozhou is a real nobleman. He doesn't need gold and silver artifacts, and he doesn't need beautiful clothes. He drinks tea from Panlongquan Spring in Zhaoqing. A pot of tea ran away and killed three horses. General Chen couldn't afford to take care of him." , It all depends on the guests' happiness. I heard from the nobleman, I think General Chen is very good, and I want to marry my sister, General Xu, and the dowry will be given to him in Nanyangwei!"

"Hush! Qingyao is also on the boat, keep your voice down! Don't let her know."

Across the wooden wall and screen, what's the use of whispering, if the little shopkeeper with his ears pricked up can hear clearly.

Yan Qingyao pouted and smiled, but came back after being despised by her.

She thought she would turn around and run off the boat, but she didn't, she learned a song from her sisters as usual, and then smiled and waved her hands.

She chuckled, the alarm bells rang loudly in her heart, people were bustling, like Japanese pirates landing on Jiangxin Island;
She waved her hand, just like that day, the whole city of Guangzhou shouted Chen Mu's name and sang about the general's achievements;
The war in my heart tended to subside, but Yan Qingyao was not the one who won a complete victory.

Calmly issued employment money to the cook and servant, and issued invitations to the restaurant to close to reward the elders for hosting a banquet. The waste waist card was put into the hand-embroidered mandarin duck bag for gifting. , to Moonport.

The ink is black and the paper is wet.

　Rotten people don't let people stay or let people go. They make ambiguous promises and are irresponsible, which makes people fly into the flames and feel wishful thinking.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)