Xiangsheng prosperous

Chapter 41 Mother's Worries

With dipteroxiang as a spice, Qiu Mo quickly developed the Four Seasons Qingweixiang for Sanfangjiao.As usual, after selling out the incense prescription at one time, she only kept [-]% of the silver taels she had accumulated before, and invested all the rest in the expansion and operation of Pengyun Fragrance Shop.

Chang'an East City in the late summer of 629

With the support of money and Qiu Mo's incense making ability, the reputation of Pengyun Fragrance Shop gradually spread in Chang'an City. In less than a year, it became the hottest new incense shop in Chang'an City.The spring, summer, autumn and winter incense developed by Qiu Mo, the balm and balm favored by ladies, and the incense pills sought after by literati and poets, etc., are extremely popular and demand exceeds supply.

Through the curtain hat, Qiu Mo looked at the scene of people coming and going in front of the branch of Pengyun Xiangpu on the opposite street in Dongshi, the corners of her mouth curved slightly.

Until today, she has the feeling of gaining a firm foothold in this time and space.

"Ma'am, why don't we go and have a look?" Shuang Han asked softly, following Qiu Mo.

"I won't go. There are quite a lot of high-ranking officials and dignitaries coming and going in the East City. It seems that there are not enough places for parking and driving. Remember to tell Uncle He and He Xin later that it seems that the vacant land next to it will also The plate is down." Qiu Mo muttered to herself, and wanted to turn her head and leave.

"Woman, wait, do you think that is from the Wen family?" Shuang Han suddenly grabbed Qiu Mo's arm and motioned her to turn around and look across the street.

Qiu Mo turned her head to look, but saw a few cars with simple decoration but exquisite materials, slowly parked at the door of the incense shop.She frowned and looked carefully for a while, she recognized the driver of one of the cars, he was from the Wen residence.

Qiu Mo stopped in her tracks, wanting to see who would get out of that car, so she and Shuang Han waited in place.

"Miss, someone has come down!" Shuang Han whispered.

A plump woman with a flushed complexion slowly stepped out of the carriage. She was well-dressed and well-groomed, and she was of extraordinary birth.

Qiu Mo didn't recognize this lady, but guessed that it might be an elder in Wen Wei's family.Although the current Tang Dynasty encourages men and women to fall in love freely, the story between Qiu Mo and Wen Weixing is also passed on by word of mouth by literati and refined women in the neighborhood.But Qiu Mo still felt embarrassed, and didn't want to run into the elders of the Wen family alone in such an informal occasion.

"Speaking of what Mr. Wen is thinking, you have known him for almost three years, my lady. Why don't you think about coming to propose marriage..." Shuanghan muttered softly.Everyone can see that Wen Sanlang really likes his wife from the bottom of his heart, but why hasn't he taken any further action until now, it's true that the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuch is in a hurry to die.

Qiu Mo glared at her: "Speak up!"

Shuanghan shrank her neck: "My servant knows my mistake." Forget it, maybe the person who doesn't want to get married is not Wen Sanlang but his wife, don't blame others.

Only then did Qiu Mo look at the situation of the other several carriages, and saw several noble ladies coming down one after another, all of them seemed to be the wives of high-ranking eunuchs, and they knew each other.Qiu Mo didn't stay any longer, and took Shuanghan around the crowd and left.

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In the single room in the Pengyun Fragrance Shop, two dignified ladies are choosing the fragrances brought by the waiter.

"Ms. Li, this is the summer scented pill "San Qing Xiang" you want. When spring and summer or summer and autumn alternate, put a pill in a sachet and wear it with you. Fragrance".

The clerk of Pengyun Fragrance Shop enthusiastically introduced to the lady in front of him a new product launched in the store for summer and autumn: Sanqingxiang.And she is Mrs. Li, the wife of Li Shiji, the governor of Bingzhou.

Mrs. Li gently picked up a fragrant pill with her fingers, put it under her nose and sniffed it lightly.Only a refreshing and quiet fragrance came to the nostrils, which made people feel refreshed.

"It really smells good." Mrs. Li raised her head and said.

"Yes, my shopkeeper said that the beauty of this incense pill is that you can carry it with you. After the fragrance has weakened, you can put it in the incense burner to smoke, and it can also be spread to the whole house. It will help the whole house to remove filth and mosquitoes." The clerk replied. road.

"Well, this is slightly better than Shanchuntang's mosquito repellent incense." Mrs. Li said, turning her head and looking at the other lady behind her.

: "You go down first. The selected incense will be packaged for us and sent to the gates of each mansion. Just ask the steward who came with us for the account. We will sit here for a while until your Qingyuan incense is finished burning." Leave again." Mrs. Li ordered.

"Okay, ma'am, please rest for a while." The guy stepped back respectfully.

After the clerk closed the door of the wing room, the two ladies sat around on the soft couch in the house and chatted.

"Those kinds of incense pills and fragrances I saw in the incense shop today are really written by Mrs. Qiu San?" Mrs. Li asked.

The noble lady she asked about was the lady who got off the carriage of the Wen family just now, the mistress of the Wen family, and the mother of the three Wen brothers: Mrs. Qiao.

Mrs. Qiao picked up the teacup and took a peck, then nodded to Mrs. Li, and said, "According to what my housekeeper said, it is indeed so."

"Interesting." Mrs. Li had long heard that the second and third bedrooms of the Qiu family in Shanchuntang were inseparable and inseparable. Now that this fact was confirmed, she suddenly became a little interested, "Then Qiu Does the third house have Qiu Sanniang acting like this?"

Mrs. Qiao thought for a while and said: "Perhaps they are still hiding it now, and I don't know how long it will last. But even if they know about it and want to stop it, my family's Saburo will not stand idly by the matter of Mrs. Qiu San."

She slowly put down the teacup in her hand, with a sigh of relief on her face: "It's not easy for Mrs. Qiu San, although she didn't come out to manage it, but the Hexiang from Pengyun Fragrance Shop is becoming more and more famous in Chang'an City now." I am afraid that it will be a matter of time before others find out."

Mrs. Li looked at Mrs. Qiao beside her with great interest.Both her husband and her son-in-law were officials in the same dynasty, and they were both civil and military, but they rarely shared the same interests and similar personalities. In addition, Wen Weixing joined General Li Shiji to learn the art of war.Come and go, the husband sings and the wife follows, the wives of the two families naturally get closer and become good friends.This Mrs. Qiao has a gentle temperament and is generous to others, but at the same time she is also a woman with her own opinions.That's why she was able to independently support the entire Wen family and help the family through that difficult time when Wen Gong was captured in Yinshan and Wen Sanlang was injured. This is what Madam Li admired her for.

However, what is Mrs. Qiao's real thinking about this third lady of the Qiu family who has never met but is likely to become the third daughter-in-law?It really made Mrs. Li very curious.

"Sister Qiao, what do you think of Qiu Sanniang being your Saburo's daughter-in-law?" Mrs. Li finally couldn't hold back her curiosity, and asked directly.

After hearing this, Mrs. Qiao smiled and shook her head: "I don't think it's important, what matters is what they think."

Mrs. Li blinked her eyes: "Why?"

"You also know that the eldest of my family is bound to inherit the lintel of Wen's family, and his marriage cannot be decided by himself. And the second child, the Holy One bestowed grace on him, and he also bestowed the Royal Marriage Princess. The third child is the elder brother of me and my husband. My son, I hope in my heart that he can be with the one I love, not like Dalang Erlang, who can't control the marriage." Mrs. Qiao said in a light tone, "It's just, what does my Sanlang think in his heart? Naturally, I can see through it, but what Miss Qiu San thinks in her heart, I can't see clearly."

Mrs. Li came to a sudden: "So that's the reason!" Mrs. Qiu San and Wen Weixing have known each other for nearly three years, and they will soon reach the age of marriage.Qiu Sanniang's ability and independence can be seen only by seeing how she deals with the third wife of the Qiu family, and how she manages the Pengyun Fragrance Shop to flourish like it is today.It's just that Wen's Saburo is not as elegant and refined as the eldest and second son. He is now learning martial arts from his own general, all for the purpose of fighting the enemy in the future.Is a girl of her background and temperament really treating Saburo sincerely, and whether she can be like her and Mrs. Qiao, who love Wen Weixing so much that even if she knows that her husband may die in battle in the future, she can still insist on marrying her? It's still not clear.

"That's not easy, I'll try her for you!" Mrs. Li followed her husband-in-law, a military general, in the North and South for many years.

Mrs. Qiao said a little worriedly: "It will be bad if Mrs. Qiu San finds out."

"Don't worry!" Mrs. Li said with a confident smile, "I'm just observing closely, and I will never set your future third daughter-in-law into trouble, hahahaha."

Mrs. Qiao couldn't help but glared at Mrs. Li reproachfully: "You, don't forget, your son-in-law hasn't married a wife yet, so laugh at me here."

The two wives joked with each other for a while, and after the fragrance in the room had burned out, they each took their leave and went back to their own mansions.

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(End of this chapter)