Dong Gong Mei

Chapter 48 Catch the East Wind of Dahonglu
However, she could not make a rash decision away from the family's position.

Zhao Xiwei was a little uncertain in his heart, but saw that the old lady only smiled at herself, and did not give any hints or explanations.

Perhaps this is a test of whether you can be on your own?
Zhao Xiwei couldn't help but move in his heart.

After thinking over and over again, she decided to take the initiative to chat with Mrs. Qiao to obtain important information.

"I heard that there are many Persian businessmen who come to Honglu Temple recently. They all like the silk produced in Yuhang, and even offer their best spices in exchange." Zhao Xiwei's face was full of curiosity, "It's true. ?"

"Yes." Mrs. Qiao is only 35 or [-] years old. I don't know if she is asking for help or she is really generous. She smiled and explained patiently, "Not only Persian businessmen, but also Loulan, Donghu, Yuezhi and so on, all like it very much. Do fabric business with us. Several adults in Honglu Temple also like to deal with them, and often introduce famous shops in Chang'an for them to do business."

"Ah." Zhao Xiwei exclaimed softly, then turned to look at Mrs. Zhao, and said with a smile, "It's a coincidence, maybe there are those who do business with those Persians, as well as our second lady. ."

Without waiting for everyone's reaction, he looked at Madam Qiao again and said with a smile, "Madam, Zhenlong Pavilion, as the largest silk and satin shop in Chang'an, is the property of the second lady in our house. Madam Qiao, you don't seem to be familiar with it."

Madam Qiao was stunned for a moment, but she quickly reacted and said with a smile: "Our daughters in Qiao's house are all useless decorations, and they are not as smart as your wife in Zhao's house. In taking care of, occasionally I can say a word or two, but it's just some rouge gouache trivia.

This is Zhenlong Pavilion. Last time our master and colleagues mentioned it. I accidentally listened to it and only knew that the person in charge was a lady whose surname was Yuan. She respected her as a girl, Zhuge, and was just looking for a chance to visit, but it was a coincidence that she was the wife of Zhao's house.

Old lady, the feng shui of the Zhao mansion is really good, how come all the smart women are born in your house. "

Zhao Xiwei held the teacup and took a sip gracefully.

Mrs. Qiao is a smart person, and what is even more rare is that she knows how to hide her clumsiness and judge the situation.

She has already pointed a way, it just depends on how Mrs. Qiao and the old lady communicate.

Sure enough, Mrs. Qiao was kind enough to start a routine with the old lady: "...It must be going to visit you at the mansion. If you don't dislike me for being clumsy, I still want to eat the old fairy's lunch."

As he said that, he folded his fingers and calculated, "Not next month, your house is busy with the wedding banquet of the young ladies, and the Chinese New Year is approaching in a blink of an eye, and there is no time left. I think it can only be this month."

Speaking of this, she suddenly remembered something and said with a smile: "Just at the end of the month, a few Persians will come to Chang'an to buy fabrics, and then they will introduce them to Zhenlong Pavilion, so that Mrs. Yuan can see if this transaction is possible. ."

Sisters Zhao Chengyan and Zhao Chengyu were sitting on the side, one with round eyes and one with wide mouth.His expression was as if suddenly struck by thunder, full of shock.

Especially Zhao Chengyan, she knows how powerful it is!

With just a sip of tea, Zhao Xiwei actually helped the second room win a big deal!

She suddenly felt a little chill in her back, and the whole person was like falling into a dark dungeon, full of helplessness and despair.

Yes, Zhao Xiwei has already set her goal outside the house, and even caught up with Da Honglu, and she is just a young lady trapped in the house, how can she fight?
It was the old lady's words that pulled her back to reality from her thoughts: "It's been almost an hour since I've been sitting, so it's time to go out for a walk. Let's go and release them, and I'll go with you."

It turns out that everyone has finished chatting and is ready to release.

Zhao Chengyan had no choice but to stand up, smiling dignifiedly: "Grandma, I'll help you go."

Mrs. Zhao's face was full of love: "Okay, okay, okay, my sister Yan is the best."

The group left the tea house, walked through the bamboo forest, and headed towards the back mountain.

Zhao Xiwei slowly slowed down.

Jinxiu followed.

"Miss, guess what this servant has just heard." Before Zhao Xi could speak, Jinxiu couldn't wait to report, "Young Master Wang and Young Master Pei had a fight in Lefang."

Zhao Xiwei was stagnant in his footsteps, and suddenly remembered the Sichuan character pattern on the eyebrows of Mrs. Pei.

"Listen to the old woman selling turtles at the foot of the mountain, for a piano girl."

Zhao Xi frowned slightly and listened to Jinxiu's voice, "The girl who plays the piano is very beautiful, and the prince drank a few more glasses of wine, and when he saw the girl, he moved his hands and feet. The prince is actually ready to force it in public..."

After all, Jinxiu was just a girl of seventeen or eighteen, and when she talked about these expressions, she was a little embarrassed, so she couldn't help but glance at Zhao Xiwei.

Seeing her face as calm as usual, she calmed down a bit, and continued: "It happened that the son of the Pei family was there at the time, so he stopped him if he couldn't stand it any longer. The son drew the sword from his waist."

Zhao Xiwei was a little stunned.

Unexpectedly, the dignified son of the Pei family would stand up for a humble singer.

You know, the Wang family is the queen mother's family.

Drawing swords against each other in this kind of thing, on the surface it is jealous, but secretly it is hitting the queen mother's face.

Moreover, Young Master Wang actually slapped Young Master Pei, so how could Concubine Pei swallow this breath?

Thinking of the prince's sudden visit to Lianhua Temple today, Zhao Xiwei's face suddenly turned cold.

The group in front had already stepped through the mountain gate and entered the back mountain along the winding bluestone road.

Jinxiu was a little indignant: "Miss, the Buqihou Mansion really does all kinds of evil." She lowered her voice, "After all this trouble, Wang Gongzi not only did not calm down, but intensified, pouring medicine on the piano girl and rewarding several guards. …”

Zhao Xi took a deep breath.

Seeing the powerful trample on weak women, how can one calm down.

But she didn't know what to say.

As a man, Young Master Pei has the force, and she has to submit to the power of the Wang family. As a boudoir girl, she has no ability to change anything.

"We need to cheer up." Zhao Xiwei stood beside Yingchunhua, with a calm and vigilant tone.

"The Pei family and the Wang family are both relatives. If there is a fight against each other, there will be injuries. If there is another trouble in the Buddhist temple, our Zhao family will not be able to watch. Jinxiu, you go and tell the old lady..."

Before the words were finished, a roar suddenly came from the mountains and forests in the distance.

"Ouch—" The voice was miserable and sharp, running through the entire valley, and the birds scattered in shock.

I saw a beast leaping out of the sky.

The wind whistled in his ears, and it jumped out from the mountainside, like thunder and lightning, and rushed towards the women in front.

(End of this chapter)