Madam not allowed to remarry

Chapter 285 The Perfect Couple

Early the next morning, Meng Baiyun got up when the cock crowed.

The side of the bed was naturally empty, and a box was neatly placed.

She opened the box and saw that there were several sheepskin rolls neatly put together. She opened one of them, but she couldn't understand it. They were all strange patterns.

Just curious about Long Aohan's intentions, Su Er knocked on the door and came in, telling Meng Baiyun that Long Aohan said that the gift for the new Minister of the Ministry of War was ready.

Only then did Meng Baiyun realize that it was a gift.

The sheepskin scroll was old at first glance, Meng Baiyun was afraid that it would be damaged by himself, so he carefully rolled it up and put it back, and closed the lid.

It was still early, but she still planned to go to the Wu Mansion as soon as possible to help.

Packed it up properly, and left with two gifts in hand.

Wu Xun also got up early, stood in the yard and watched the big guys busy, and wanted to help, but everyone let him sit down, he looked a little silly, fumbled here and there, always wanting to Find something to do.

Seeing Meng Baiyun, he seemed to have finally found something, so he came up to meet him.

"Baiyun, are you here so early?"

"Yes, Su Er."

Su Er put the two boxes over, and Wu Xun hurriedly took them.

"This is?"

What a fool.

"Gift, you are a new official, can I not come to flatter you, hee hee."

She smiled mischievously, and Wu Xun blushed: "It's fine for you to come, why bother to bring things, and give so much."

"It's just two pieces, one is mine, and the other is Long Aohan's. I think you are in order here. It really is my mother's hand-picked helper. You don't need to bother. Go in, let's go Have a drink or two and wait for people to come at night, I'm afraid you are too busy dealing with it, we may not even have a conversation."

Wu Xun nodded, apparently quite nervous.

Meng Baiyun comforted in a soft voice: "At night, I will let Su'er follow you closely, plus You Qianxing, one of the two of them has met with high officials and dignitaries, and the other is talking about it. You are not good at socializing, and if you have them, you will be happy." Don't be afraid."

Wu Xunzheng was worried that he would not know who would come, and he felt a little relieved when he heard Meng Baiyun's thoughtful arrangement.

Welcomed Meng Baiyun in.

It's only been a day since I moved here, and the house has been tidied up and looked like wood. The whole set of red nanmu furniture in the living room was rewarded by the emperor, which is very elegant.

The wall was covered with calligraphy and paintings of famous people, Meng Baiyun stopped to take a look, Wu Xun blushed a little more: "Yesterday, Qianxing went to buy it, saying it was just for show, the flower table and the potted plants on it, It was also bought by her, and when tidying up the dignitaries' homes, these things must be indispensable to show their taste."

Meng Baiyun wanted to laugh when he saw those "pretend" and "taste" things.

Baili Qianxing was almost one round younger than Wu Xun in age, but considering things, he was really more than a little bit older than Wu Xun.

In an executive's home, these furnishings are indeed essential.

Gu Pan left and right: "Where is Qianxing?"

"out."

"Going to buy you something to show off?"

Wu Xun smiled shyly: "I don't know, she is in control of the family's money now, she can buy whatever she wants, anyway, whatever she buys is for me."

This sentence, Meng Baiyun heard a bit ambiguous, although Wu Xun probably didn't mean it at all.

But Meng Baiyun felt more and more that Baili Qianxing and Wu Xun were a match, they were a match made in heaven.

However, the parties may not have realized this yet.

Anyway, Wu Xun also stayed, and she was not in a hurry to match up this marriage.

So he didn't make fun of Wu Xun, but gave him a chin.

"Gift, don't open it and take a look."

Wu Xun hurriedly put down the two boxes, Meng Baiyun smiled and watched him open his own first, as expected, he saw doubt in Wu Xun's eyes.

"Does it look familiar?"

Wu Xun nodded: "It seems to be the automatic fan I gave you."

"It's not like, it's that, you take it out."

Wu Xun took it out, and Meng Baiyun picked up the iron bead and put it in his palm: "Throw it into any small basket."

Wu Xun complied, and the fan turned on.

He didn't think it was too strange. When he bought it, the boss covered it up. Just throw in the small iron beads, and the small iron pillars will fall into the basket one by one, and the fan will automatically rotate two or three times.

However, after two or three laps, after more than ten laps, after more than 20 laps, he became restless.

"This……"

"This is the real automatic fan. Don't be so surprised to look at me. This is what I created. At that time, it was popular in Chang'an City. Almost every concubine in the palace had one. The folks also became popular, but those people didn't know the essence. At most, you can turn around a few times, and I can’t bear the word “automatic.” You bought it for me at the time, and I wanted to laugh, but I was afraid that your little heart would be hurt, so I held back.”

Wu Xun thought, if she had told him at that time, he would definitely not be hurt, not only would he not be hurt, but he would throw her admiration on the ground.

At that time, he felt very strange when he saw this thing spinning a few times, and he also thought that if this thing could turn endlessly, it would be such a magical handicraft.

Now, the uncanny craftsman is right in front of him.

He couldn't contain his excitement.

When he got excited, he was even more speechless, Meng Baiyun understood him.

Whoever quarrels will always be the one who loses. Because they can't quarrel, their faces are red and their ears are red, and their tongues are thick.

She chuckled: "Don't look at me, there's a fan inside. I used to help women make it, and the fan holders were all round handles made of cattail fans. This time, I specially improved a folding fan for you. Seat, put it on, and cool off before winter comes."

Wu Xun took out his fan, opened it, and saw that he had already eaten a lot: "It's like a dragon swimming freely, flowing clouds and flowing water, this is not like an ordinary fan, and the fan surface is made of top-grade white snow paper, this fan is very valuable."

Meng Baiyun said proudly: "No, I picked the best ones. You can see that the seal on the lower right corner is the work of Yi Anjushi, the most popular calligraphy and painting master in Chang'an City a few years ago."

"It's him. Even in Jinzhou, I've heard of his works. Good words, good poems, good words, it's worth being passed down for a word, it's true."

In fact, it's not that exaggerated. Anything is nothing more than speculation.

But Long Aohan really admired this Layman Yi An, when Meng Baiyun "stolen" his fans, he found that most of them were the works of this Layman Yi An.

This one was placed in the most beautiful and exquisite sandalwood box, and she considered it the most precious, and used it to borrow flowers to present to Buddha.

It seems that Wu Xun also likes it quite a bit, and it's not in vain that she paid such a big "price" last night.

Hiss, brainless, what is she thinking.

Quickly brushing away the beautiful images in her mind, she pushed Long Aohan's box to Wu Xun: "Aohan gave it to you."

Wu Xun opened it and saw that there were several cowhide rolls neatly arranged, which looked a bit old, and the corners were slightly broken.

He took out one of the volumes, which happened to be the volume that Meng Baiyun had opened in the morning.

Meng Baiyun leaned over: "What the hell? I read it this morning, but I didn't understand it."

Wu Xun opened the parchment, and with just one glance, his eyes were filled with great surprise. Even this expression was stronger than seeing Meng Baiyun's gift.

Meng Baiyun realized that Long Aohan's gift was a "heavy gift".

Can't help being curious: "What the hell is it, you just said something."

"Yes, yes!" Wu Xun was so excited that he almost fainted, "It's the holy scroll of Banshu that has been lost for a long time."

"Class book." Searching through the memory, fortunately she has all the memories of Meng Baiyun before, she was also very surprised, "The class book of the master craftsman?"

"Yes, it's him, these, these are all left by him, Bai Yun, please let me go."

He treasured and spread the parchment on the table.

Meng Baiyun knew that he disliked himself for blocking half of the table with his elbow.

If he usually disliked her, she didn't play with him.

But now, she saw a brilliance on his face that she had never seen before, and she was secretly happy in her heart.

He gave way and moved another table for him, allowing him to spread out all the parchments.

Then, for the next half a day, Meng Baiyun didn't hear him say any words other than the three words "great", "master" and "divine man".

He was completely trapped, and even Meng Baiyun couldn't force him out of that world.

It was Qian Xing who bought a large pile of porcelain and asked people to carry it in. He was shocked and said that he was afraid that people would covet or damage his sheepskin scrolls, so he asked them to wait outside and carefully put away all the sheepskin scrolls. Put the china on the table.

It is fine tableware.

When Qian Xing went out in the morning, she went to buy these banquet tableware.

She has worked in an inn, and she is very particular about tableware and tableware placement. She sent Wu Xun back to the room, directing a group of people to place tableware alone. Let's talk a few words.

"Sister, what happened to Second Uncle just now, he seemed to be in a trance, I asked someone to carry something in, and he was shocked, so he insisted on not letting him in, what kind of things did he collect like a thief?"

"His darling."

Baili Qianxing joked: "He's so stupid, I've never seen him so absent-minded, I don't think it's some erotic figure."

"Why, do you want to see it too?"

After all, Qian Xing is a girl, and her face turned red: "I don't want it, what's so good-hey, over there, I said that white dishes should be matched with blue tablecloths, don't use green dishes with blue tablecloths." The tablecloth, isn't it ugly?"

"Qianxing." Meng Baiyun leisurely leaned on the beads with folded arms.

Baili Qianxing caressed the folds of the tablecloth, without raising his head in his busy schedule: "What are you doing?"

"You are really like the mistress of the house."

Baili Qianxing's fingers trembled suddenly, and after that, the noodles turned red to the base of his neck, and he said in a rough voice, "Sister, what are you talking about?"

"You have said that I am nonsense, what are you in a hurry for?"

Qian Xing blushed even more because of her extreme reaction.

She lowered her head and pretended to be unintentional and continued to fiddle with the tablecloth, but the increasingly chaotic wrinkles betrayed her calmness.

Meng Baiyun was slightly taken aback.

Could it be that the girl really fell in love with Wu Xun.

(End of this chapter)