A few months after Zeng Yi's death, the Xiangshan Office changed its façade, called Nanyangwei, the officials of the prefecture and county, the civil and military forces of southern Guangdong and businessmen from all over the country, and the low-status people came to the door in person, and the high-status sent people to visit, which had nothing to do with the knot, because there were not many interests related to Nanyangwei, but they were just ordinary courtesies and exchanges, and they didn't even want to make friends.

It's an interesting thing to be sophisticated, maybe many people don't know Chen Mu, maybe it's just that they had a relationship during the Battle of Guangcheng, and they don't have a friendship that will send people to celebrate. But things are strange, but if one person in a circle proposes to visit Nanyangwei, the rest will go with him.

Celebration is not about friendship, but about not holding grudges.

There are many people who express kindness, and kindness may not always be recorded, but those who do not show kindness are more likely to be remembered and misunderstood as hostility.

People just want to avoid hostility.

is busy with affairs, and sometimes he ignores the people close to him, Chen Mu didn't expect that the Gubelly Building would really close.

Because of many banquets, he only invited the cook of the Drum Belly Building to handle it, and even Yan Qingyao made a special trip to help several times, and he was also happy for him, Yan Bo's letter from Yuegang was laughed by Yan Qingyao, and the wayward little girl was just as Chen Mu expected, and she didn't want to close the Drum Belly Building at all.

Even two months ago, he wrote a letter to tell Yan Qing that the business of Gubelly House was becoming more and more prosperous, and he planned to open a bigger restaurant in Haojing.

How can you say that the closure is closed?

The invitation from Guan Zhang to thank Guangcheng's father was sent to Nanyangwei, and Chen Mu was caught off guard.

"Prepare the horses!"

Chen Mu didn't expect the Drum Belly Building to be closed, and Yan Qingyao before the tenth month didn't expect her to close the Drum Belly Building.

Perhaps there is no one in this world who knows better how much power a sentence can give people than Yan Qingyao.

I don't know when it started, every table and chair was cleaned up in dusk, the second floor of the drum belly building was leaning south against the railing, and the little shopkeeper always liked to change into a short coat and a wide floral horse-faced skirt for a short time, looking at the invisible rivers and seas.

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

Is that a promise?

She didn't think it counted, it was only worth fourteen taels of silver, and Uncle Yan bought her back from her mother, where would there be high-ranking officials and dignitaries willing to marry her?

It's a marriage, it's a lady!

Lady Chino.

But isn't that a promise?

That person handed over the waist card to himself when he was a police officer in Guangcheng, saying that when he met the police, he would use this wooden card to open the city gate and live in the barracks, saying that he was the family of a thousand households in Xiangshan.

The little shopkeeper ran more diligently towards Yan Guifang, she was like a squirrel with a pine cone hidden in her mouth and bulging cheeks, carrying a little secret that she thought others could not see, and carefully asked what the manners of the lady of the fifth rank official were, even if those sisters were only hearsay, but she only cherished all the opportunities she could know about these things.

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

Because a person understands time and opportunity, others perceive different things from different perspectives.

Chen Mu, who has an easy-going, cheerful and gentle personality in Yan Qingyao's eyes, is a different appearance in the eyes of Yan Guifang's girl, who is not close to women, although she is greedy for enjoyment, she is dedicated to making meritorious contributions, and she is humble - that is a young and promising general who can compare with Yu Long and Qihu, who kills people like dirt, and the famous prostitutes in Guangcheng are even cautious of their virtues because the painting boat is signed by him.

Whenever Yan Qingyao thought that she would lead the topic to Mrs. Qianhu without leaving a trace, there would be prostitutes who looked down on her and let out a mean laugh, Su Sanniang could control them from talking, but she couldn't stop them from laughing.

Those people looked at Yan Qingyao with cold and disdainful gazes from top to bottom, until they saw that the little shopkeeper was uncomfortable, and then said lightly, "The master of high-ranking officials is right, marrying a wife and marrying virtuous, gentle and virtuous, at least there must be." "Their wives also need to have a father who is an important member of the court, so that they can be promoted in the future and have a prosperous official fortune!" Something like that.

Every time I hear it, it always makes people hang their heads.

It's very difficult to be a lady of a thousand households, and you will be beaten to death with a stick if you are full of swear words in the market, not to mention having a family background that matches it.

But what can defeat the little shopkeeper with a dream?

She would still wear a beautiful horse-faced skirt and light makeup to sneak up on the painting boat to inquire about the 'secrets' that were insignificant to others but of great significance. Hide a small notebook with you like a sweetheart, record the swear words you blurt out every day, and take out a small notebook after reconciling accounts with candles every night, revealing a disheartened disappointment or a satisfied smile.

But then it doesn't matter if it's a promise or not, because the promise can never be fulfilled, and she will never be the lady of a thousand households.

Because there is no Chen Qianhu in Xiangshan, some are the commander of Nanyangwei, the commander of the seal, the general Chen Mu of Zhaoyong.

A three-rank military attache in a scarlet robe, a golden-chested and a fierce tiger.

Invalidated seal carving Xiangshan Qianhu's waist card no one to change her new, fortunately, no one came to her to ask for it, even if Xiangshan became Nanyangwei, the food is still the cooked meat of the drum belly building.

In the banquet where the Nanyang Guards asked her to bring people to give back the congratulatory gifts, the little shopkeeper was also dressed as a doorman of the General's Mansion as usual, and greeted the guests with a smile, seeing that others were complacent and tired.

Watch him laugh, watch him dance, watch him vomit on his stomach by the stream.

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

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

Sometimes he comforts himself, anyway, he is not close to women, anyway, she is still young, one day, one day he can reach the virtue of a thousand family ladies, and it is not bad to be a concubine who cannot be a commander - if the wife and lady are not so mean and strict.

Man grows slowly in the weaving scenery until one day.

Yan Guifang's sister inadvertently said that she was invited to Nanyang Wei to accompany the distinguished guests who came from afar some time ago, and it turned out that a few words could destroy the dream of being strong.

"The one from Banzhou is a real nobleman, non-gold and silver utensils are not used, non-Chinese clothes and decorations are not matched, and the tea is used in Zhaoqing Panlongquan, and a pot of tea kills three horses, General Chen can't afford to take care of it, and it all depends on the happiness of the guests. When the slave family heard from the nobles, they thought that General Chen was very good, and wanted to take his sister General Xu as his wife, and the dowry would be sent to him in Nanyangwei at that time! ”

"Shhhh Qingyao is also on the boat, be quiet! Don't let her know. ”

Through the wooden wall screen, what's the use of whispering, it's not that the little shopkeeper with two ears erected can hear it clearly.

Yan Qingyao pouted and smiled, but she still despised her and came back.

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

She chuckled, and the alarm bell in her heart was loud and loud, like a Japanese coward landing on Jiangxin Island;

She waved her hand, as if on that day, the entire Guangzhou city officials chanted Chen Mu's name and sang about the general's exploits;

The war in his heart tends to subside, but Yan Qingyao is not the one who won a big victory.

Calmly sent out the hired silver to the cook's servant, sent out the invitation card for the restaurant to thank the father for the banquet, and the waste waist card was put into the hand-embroidered mandarin duck brocade bag to hide the bottom of the wooden box, and the letter to Yan Bo was written by candles: Set off in a few days and go to Yuegang.

The ink is black and the paper is wet.