Your majesty, your queen has run away again

Chapter 247

So much so that the flower skirts and pearl skirts that are popular in the market are not the same as the two of Mingyan and Xia Wan'er, and they really echoed Murong Yunxiang's words: Dongshi imitates, but painting a tiger is not an anti-dog!

But no matter what, everyone was very happy to wear it, and the shopkeepers of those clothing stores also made a lot of money, and they were overjoyed!The money earned these days is even much higher than the profit in the past year.

What makes me even more happy is the shopkeepers of jewelry stores of all sizes. In the past, relatively small pearls were often difficult to sell, and there was a backlog of stocks. This is a good time. I bought them all in a few days, and even made up a few more. Secondary goods are still not enough.

The ones with good quality are bought by rich and powerful people, and the ones with poor quality are also bought by those who love vanity and want to have their own but are not so rich. I always use the words of the shopkeeper, that is, this After so many years of business, the latest one is so cool!
There are even many clothing stores and jewelry stores that worship Murong Yunxiang like a God of Wealth!
I thought that it would be great if the third lady would send out one or two dresses like this every once in a while, so they wouldn't have to worry about food and clothing...

There is a courtyard on the hillside of Wuling Mountain in the northern suburb of Licheng. It rises and falls with the trend of the mountain and is hidden in the dense trees. If it is not because the leaves are almost falling in late autumn, it must not be so easy to see the courtyard. of the silhouette.

There are a lot of servants in the yard, sweeping the yard, or tending the flowers and plants. Without exception, these people are young and beautiful women. Miss Rich's dress was no different.

Hanging on the gate of this house are three words that are not vigorous but very chic and elegant: Xiaoyaoju!
This Xiaoyaoju is a mysterious existence in the hearts of people in Licheng. No one knows who the owner of this house is, and no one has been able to enter this courtyard!
I only know that the owner of this house is called Mr. Xiaoyao, but he has never shown his face in front of people, and no one has seen his true face. If the people who live in Xiaoyao don't come out, no one can see what he looks like inside.

Every time the people who come out to buy are all young women wearing veiled caps, some people have followed these women out of curiosity but were more or less taught a lesson on the way.

There were also second-generation ancestors who were not afraid of getting into trouble and tried to break into this Xiaoyaoju. Among them was Zheng Wangzu. People were beaten to the bum and uttered words. This was just a warning, and the next time it would be the end of missing arms and legs.

For this time, Zheng Guogong once wrote to Emperor Hengchang that he would lead people to sweep Xiaoyaoju, and he was scolded by Emperor Hengchang. He also took advantage of this to warn the people in the court not to provoke Xiaoyaoju. This is it.

But the status of this Xiaoyaoju in the hearts of the people in Licheng is even more mysterious. The person who is even protected by His Majesty must have something special.

At this moment, in a luxuriously decorated room, the lingering fragrance lingers, and the melodious sound of the piano, a man in a red brocade robe and a silver mask is lying on a large carved bed, with his eyes closed, his white and slender fingers following the rhythm of the piano sound. Beating the bed rhythmically, he seemed to be enjoying himself.

Let's play, the woman in white bowed slightly and retreated, and then four or five women came in with various fruit snacks.

"My lord, fresh fruit and freshly baked snacks are here!"

Or the fragrance of the fruit and the sweetness of the snacks hit the taste buds of the young man in red. He slightly opened his eyes and sat up lazily: "Let's put it there. Today's grape smells good, and the mung bean cake is also pure. Enjoy it!" !"

"Thank you, Young Master! The slaves have stepped back!"

The few women smiled sweetly, and were very happy in their hearts. Since following the son, they have lived like the ladies of the family, and there is still no reward for them.

This young man has a habit of never being served in front of him when eating, probably because he doesn't want to show his true face.

"Liu'er..."

Unexpectedly, the young man in red robe opened his mouth today, the figure of that woman named Liu Er is really as graceful as a willow.

"Son!"

Liu Er and the others stopped when they heard the words, looked at the young man in red, and waited for him to speak again.

"Well, is this kind of skirt very popular recently? Why are you all dressed like this?"

If I remember correctly, it has been more than half a month, and the people in this yard have been wearing this kind of clothes recently, either flowers or pearls...

This has never happened before!

It turned out to be this matter, Liu'er let out a sigh of relief, thinking that the young master was dissatisfied with something...

"My son, at the birthday banquet of Mrs. Xia's mansion, the third lady of the Murong mansion gave Mrs. Ming a gauze dress studded with pearls, and Miss Xia a flower dress. The wives and ladies from various prefectures were very greedy, so they went to the tailor shop to make the same dress as they remembered..."

"I heard that even the ladies and princesses in the palace like to wear this kind of clothes now. The pearl skirt is very expensive. On the contrary, this flower skirt is very popular among young ladies!"

Before Liu'er finished speaking, another woman in pink competed to speak.

"Oh? The third lady of the Murong Mansion?"

Is this the case?The third lady of Murong Mansion?How come I never heard of it?

One of the women in a white floral dress seemed to be the oldest and most stable woman in the group, so she roughly told Mr. Xiaoyao what she knew about Murong Yunxiang.

In fact, it was nothing more than the few famous events that happened after Murong Yunxiang recovered from his illness, but this Young Master Xiaoyao was still fascinated by what he heard.

In this way, the third lady of Murong Mansion is different from those so-called ladies from all over the world. She is an interesting person. Mr. Xiaoyao's starry eyes are shining through the mask, and his heart is eager to move. I haven't met an interesting person for a long time. I don't know this Murong Is the third lady in the mansion worth going to see for yourself?
"Your dresses were made in Nishang Pavilion?"

In fact, there is no need to ask, the clothes and dresses produced by Nishang Pavilion all have unique logos, how could Mr. Xiaoyao, who is the boss behind him, not know?

"Yes, I heard from the shopkeeper that after Mrs. Xia Guogong's birthday banquet, those who came to Nishang Pavilion to make clothes were designated to make the two styles made by Miss Murong, and no one cares about anything else! But only these two styles Clothes, our Nishang Pavilion has been lined up until next year..."

Few people know that the Nishang Pavilion is a shop under the name of Mr. Xiaoyao. In fact, it is not only the Nishang Pavilion, there are more than a dozen of his shops on the most prosperous area of ​​East Street, including a tailor shop, a silk shop, a jewelry shop and a money shop...

(End of this chapter)