Chapter 1046： Flowers decorate the brocade, and the fire cooks the oil!

Chapter 1046: Flowers decorate the brocade, and fire cooks the oil!

The emperor also listened to the advice and threw down a small piece of melon rind in his hand.

Manager Yi poured the tea quickly and secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't hear the emperor saying what to do with the Chang family's women and children.

Perhaps it’s because he’s getting older. In recent years, he has become softer and softer, and he has become increasingly disdainful of bleeding to death.

Commander Chang betrayed the emperor for a woman, which is absolutely unforgivable. It is understandable that the concubine was angered by the emperor and sent to Huangquan Road.

But Mrs. Chang is too innocent.

A good woman entered the Chang family with a marriage proposal, but her husband's heart was focused on a concubine, and he neglected her and his legitimate son all year round. The mother and son lived as if they were invisible.

She may have guessed the reason for Commander Chang's death this time, so she hurriedly returned to her ancestral homeland to save her family.

Such a smart and strong woman, everyone who hears this wants to help.

I don’t know if the emperor heard Manager Yi’s thoughts. After drinking half a cup of tea, he said, “That’s it, let’s let this matter go. It’s better for the Chang family to live in peace from now on.”

Manager Yi hurriedly said, "Your Majesty is magnanimous and benevolent and has forgiven the Chang family's wife and children. Mrs. Chang is also a sensible woman. She must be grateful and teach her children to study hard and serve Tianwu."

The emperor obviously liked these words very much, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows became much softer.

But as he picked up another list in his hand, his eyes became extremely cold again...

Perhaps it rained the night before, and the sun in Xindu seemed not as strong as before.

It is rare for people who are bored at home to go out and see the excitement outside.

There is a teahouse opposite Baiyunjian, with two floors, a lobby and private rooms. The decoration is very elegant and comfortable. It is also a place where literati like to gather.

One of the important reasons is that you can eat freshly baked snacks here.

After all, they were so close. I smelled the sweet aroma and asked the boy to buy a plate. When I kept it and brought it to me, it was still steaming.

Don’t talk about how literati can be greedy, literati are also human beings. Who doesn’t love soft snacks, fragrant milk tea, and cold juice!

At this time, several middle-aged literati gathered together to chat and comment on the ancient paintings they brought from home. When they were thirsty, they asked the book boy to buy a few cups of jasper melon juice across the street.

As a result, their thirsty throats were filled with smoke, and they waited for the sweaty little book boy to come back.

The owner of the little book boy was very angry and yelled, "Why did you come back? You can't even do such a small thing!"

The scholar was wronged and quickly apologized and explained the whole story.

“Sir, it’s not that I’m lazy, it’s just that there are too many people in the white clouds opposite. The shopkeepers in the shop are all busy! It’s hard for me to squeeze to the front and buy a few glasses of juice.”

Everyone was curious and leaned in front of the window to take a look.

Sure enough, people were coming and going in front of Baiyunjian’s gate, and it was indeed very lively.

Someone asked, "What day is this? Why is business so good in Baiyunjian?"

“I don’t know, it’s not a festival.” Others responded.

In the end, the little book boy ran out to find someone to ask questions, and then explained the confusion to a group of gentlemen.

“I heard that it’s Taifu Cai’s birthday, and there will be a drink to celebrate tomorrow. Today, all the guests are here to order snack boxes and birthday cakes!”

“Oh, it’s Taifu Cai’s birthday? Isn’t it! Look at my brain, I have forgotten such a big event!” A person shouted in surprise, “During the big exam that year, Taifu Cai was my tutor.”

“There’s still me, there’s still me!” Another person also hurriedly responded, “We are both taking the same major exam.”

“Let’s go and order the snack boxes too! We also need to prepare some other gifts!”

“Together, together!”

The few of them hurriedly drank the juice while talking, then took their ancient paintings, paid for the tea, and left in a hurry. Situations like this happen almost everywhere in the city, in teahouses, restaurants, or calligraphy and painting shops.

In the courtyard of the Relief Department, Li Laoer was reading a book and drinking herbal tea.

Zheng He came in to refill the tea and couldn't help but ask, "Uncle, I heard that the business in Baiyunjian and Baiyuan Garden is very good, and there are many shops. Do you want to go and take a look?"

“No need, this has been in business for many years. The shopkeeper is responsible and almost never makes any mistakes.”

Li Laoer put down the book and said with a rare smile, "Let's arrange it. When this month's profit is settled, we will use it to buy food as usual. There will definitely be a shortage of food this year. Only by hoarding more can we have peace of mind."

“Don’t worry, uncle, we have already arranged it.” Zheng He asked, “Just now, the young lady sent someone to ask if you would like to come to congratulate Taifu Cai on his birthday banquet? What birthday gifts do you need to prepare?”

Li Laoer thought for a while and said, "You go back and tell me in person, so that the young lady doesn't have to worry about it, I will make arrangements for myself. In addition, tell Lao Cao again, leave two pots of Clivia, and you can deliver them to Cai's house for me tomorrow. Just say I'm not feeling well and I'll visit you another day."

"Yes, uncle." Zheng He recited it silently in his mind, and then he hurried to work when he realized that he had not missed anything.

On the second day, the Cai family’s birthday banquet was very lively.

Taifu Cai, who is nearly seventy years old, has silver hair, white eyebrows at the temples, and a rosy complexion. He looks energetic and does not look like an old man at all. On the contrary, he has a fairy-like demeanor, which makes people feel respected.

The old man specially changed into a maroon satin robe with longevity patterns. He smiled and accepted the kneeling wishes from his descendants, and then exchanged greetings with everyone.

It was a busy time, and the emperor sent someone to give birthday gifts.

This man is not Manager Yi, let alone Eunuch Feng, but Prince Lu Zonglu.

This was beyond everyone’s expectation and made the Cai family extremely happy.

You must know that Lu Zong is the third princess’s future husband and the emperor’s son-in-law.

The emperor sent him on this trip out of respect for Taifu Cai.

The Cai family and all the guests knelt down to express their gratitude, and then the Cai family invited Lu Zong to sit at the head of the table.

Soon, the wine and food were served, and everyone toasted and congratulated him, making Taifu Cai laugh continuously.

Lu Zong naturally made a toast, but after a while he couldn't bear the noise of the crowd, so he excused himself to change clothes and left his place.

Because there were so many visitors, twenty tables were set up in the entire front yard.

If a shelter had not been built in advance, the visitors might have dried the meat before they were full.

Lu Zong hesitated for a moment and wanted to talk to an acquaintance.

As a result, after walking around for a long time, the guests stopped me to chat, but I didn't see Mr. Li Laoer or Mr. Wen.

Although these two people don't have a deep relationship with the Cai family, such a happy event cannot help but add icing on the cake, visiting the door to congratulate and drink wedding wine.

But neither of them came...

He immediately called for his attendants and gave some careful instructions.

Just as Chang Sui left, two more guests came to greet him.

“Your Majesty, when will I be honored to drink your wedding wine?”

“Yes, the prince’s big day is probably not far away, right?”

Lu Zong smiled gently and responded, "Thank you for your concern, but it depends on the emperor's will. This year's Northern Expedition is the most critical year, and the drought has reduced production, which really makes the emperor worry.

"As a minister, I feel extremely guilty for not being able to share the emperor's worries. I really don't want to cause any more trouble to the emperor. If possible, I would like to get married next year when the flowers are blooming."

Two updates today~~

(End of this chapter)