The controversy in the Guangling case continued, and the struggle between King Wei and King Qing continued from April when the grass was flying to May when the sun shone brightly.

The common people don’t care about the power game that you and those noble people compete for. What they want is nothing more than a peaceful and happy little day.

This is the first day of May, and the weather is sunny and it is the time to get to the spring.

There were long queues at Chang'an City Gate early in the morning, with cars and horses and people hustle and bustle.

Qingyue encouraged her wife to go out to relax. As the master and servant laughed, an uninvited guest came.

Under Qingyue's guidance, Yao Xing once again stepped into the backyard of Chengji Grocery Store with full respect.

As soon as we met, we put away our former arrogance and pulled Qingyue with a smile, as intimate as a little sister who had not seen each other for many days.

"Girl Qingyue, she is getting more and more sensual."

Qingyue pushed her hand away without a trace and said politely: "Sister Yao Xing, you are here, you are so lucky."

"Sister, please."

However, in the past half a quarter of an hour, Madam Cheng's east wing was close to her.

As soon as he entered the door, Yao Xing quickly gave a big gift to the main seat: "Miss Cheng, okay."

Cheng Yue put down the idle book in his hand and raised his head with a smile.

"I haven't seen each other for many days, what wind blows the girl Yao Xing beside Mrs. Shangshu."

"What an honor."

"Please sit."

Yao Xing refused for a while, but finally couldn't resist Qingyue's strength. He gently sat down with half of his butt against the edge of the stool.

I think Lan Ke has trained her when she went back, but today is much more cautious and polite than the last time.

"Give tea and snacks to the green moon."

"Yes, madam."

Yao Xing instantly stood up from the stool, "You are polite, madam."

"I dare not worry about my wife."

"Yao Xing is here today, with his wife's instructions, he came to the invitation from the Shangshu Mansion."

"I'm asking my wife to come to the Shangshu Mansion on the 16th of this month to accompany her wife's birthday to the 20th year."

Qingyue took the post from Yao Xing and pressed her back to Hu's bench, presenting it to Cheng Yue, who was in charge.

Cheng Yue recognized at a glance that the handwriting on the post was from Lan Ke himself, and the wife of Shangshu Lao wrote it in person. It seemed that the meaning behind the banquet was extraordinary.

"The wife invites you, and the people should be grateful."

"However, how can a civilian woman sit in the same seat as a village lady?"

Cheng Yue showed a difficult face and shirked responsibility.

"My wife is worried, let alone that day, my wife only invited the lady who is a lady who is good to her on weekdays. From the side, she is my wife's sister Jin Lan. With this relationship, how could they look down on her? She shouldn't belittle herself."

Yao Xing's mouth and tongue are full of flowers, and every stroke is the reason, and she is honored to Lan Ke's current status and words.

"I am worthy of being a celebrity around the wife of Shangshu. This little mouth is really clever."

"Look at my Qingyue, a vulgar girl."

Cheng Yue smiled strongly and praised Yao Xing.

"My wife praised her."

"Miss Qingyue is innocent and agile, and is a lovely person who is popular."

Yao Xing responded generously, spoke appropriately, and had a general eye for walking among all kinds of noble people all year round.

"It's still Sister Yao Xing's heart. Qingyue is so sad when she said that just now."

The little girl muttered and made a grievance, which made Cheng Yue tease again.

"Look, I'm still on my nose."

"I spoiled this temper."

Yao Xing laughed aside, and from the bottom of his heart he was a little envious of Qingyue's experience. He was a slave since childhood, but he still maintained a sincere heart.

The eldest maid next to Mrs. Shangshu is jealous, but the taste cannot be said to others.

It seems prosperous and colorful, but how could it be known that it is not a fire of cooking oil. The future fate is a blessing or a disaster, which is unpredictable.

Yao Xing put away these inappropriate thoughts and stood up to say goodbye.

"Sometimes Yao Xing came out, so he said goodbye to his wife."

"On May 16th, Yao Xing was waiting for his wife's charity at the Shangshu Mansion."

"Mrs. I dare not keep the girl for too long."

"Then I'll ask the girl to take care of her."

"Qingyue delivers it to me."

The two of them gradually drifted away, and Lu Jie came out from behind the hall door with doubts.

"Showing your kindness to the point of being traitor or thief."

"Why did Sister Ayue agree?"

"How can you get a tiger's son if you don't enter the tiger?"

"Everyone has their own plans."

Cheng Yue knocked on his head and smiled mysteriously.

On May 16th, the weather was slightly clear. When Cheng Yue and Qingyue arrived at Shangshu Mansion, it was almost noon.

Although it was just a little prayer, the Shangshu Mansion was decorated with lights and colorful colors, and there were a long queue of soft sedan chairs and carriages in front of the door.

With Ye Qing's current status and the direction of the court, officials who usually want to get involved in the rain and dew of the Qing Palace but have no idea how to start, take this opportunity to explore the tricks.

If the future will be His Highness King Qing, today's Shangshu will be a close minister of the emperor in the future. How many officials in the capital will not see the hunchback?

Qingyue handed over a famous post and immediately greeted a beautiful maid: "Madam, please come with me. Our wife sent Sister Yaoxing to welcome you several times, and finally I hope you will come."

Madam Cheng smiled and nodded, saying, "Miss is the one who is in trouble."

"I am called Lu Liu, please come here." After Lu Liu introduced herself, she took the lead. Although she was more enthusiastic, there was unwillingness and complaints hidden between her eyebrows.

Madam Cheng quietly gave Qingyue a wink, and Qingyue understood it.

"Sister Lu Liu, my name is Qingyue. I am my wife's personal maid. I am the first time I attended such a grand banquet, and my wife and I were a little nervous."

"I would like to ask my sister to give me some advice so that I won't make people laugh." Qingyue handed over a purse, looking naive and pleasing.

"Sister Qingyue, I've thought too much. Your wife is a distinguished guest invited by her wife, so no one dares to underestimate her. Besides, with my current status, who dares to give her a displeasure to her wife? Those wives and ladies are not following my wife's leader." Lu Liu weighed the weight of her purse and showed a satisfied look.

I thought I would return empty-handed today, but I didn't expect to get a great reward. Lu Liu's previous complaints were wiped out, and she was even more enthusiastic about Madam Cheng's main pounce.

Madam Cheng was friendly and low-key all the way, but she had taken all kinds of precautions in her heart. She wanted to see what the couple sold in the gourd?

Passing through the screen wall, a round arch divides the five-enter garden into two, walking forward, pavilions, towers, and small bridges and flowing water come into view. The most eye-catching thing is the rockery made of rocks not far away. The gurgling stream leads to the cave. Hundreds of red carp can be seen playing and swaying on the clear water surface, which is a wild and interesting picture.

Madam Cheng suddenly stopped and caused the two people who were talking in front to turn around, looking ugly.

The sunlight in May has changed from the warmth of spring to the fullest passion. The shaking halo above the head covers the entire ground, and the direct brightness of the light is so bright that it makes people feel a little confused.

Madam Cheng half-squinted her eyes and stared at the oval-shaped stones standing against the mountain on the corner of the rockery. The reflected light projected rows of vigorous and powerful words, which seemed so familiar and so strange.

The iron painting and silver hook of the pen peak is like a tall peak or a vast ocean. Madam Cheng remembered that the man's mind is not that long and generous, and generous. It can tolerate everything and subdue everything.

At this moment, in the place where it should not appear, those distant memories that have disappeared from the long years suddenly roared across time and space, caught people off guard and could not let go.

She stood quietly beside the stone, silent, her eyebrows were deeply locked, her eyes were surrounded by mist, but she couldn't see her emotions clearly, and she clenched her hands into fists and let go, and she repeated this several times.

Qingyue quickly left the green willow, hurriedly walked back to Madam Cheng, and gently called out: "Madam?"

Madam Cheng fell into her own thoughts, turning a blind eye to her like a devil, and hearing nothing.

Qingyue turned her gaze and turned her eyes to the inscription on the stone surface. She saw that the walls were old and smooth. It must have been a few years. Those carved fonts have been stained with the vastness of time after years of wind and rain. The corners of the stream are densely covered with green ringworm.

Qingyue blew a few breaths to the stone surface. Several leaves that were knocked down by the rain last night drifted into the stream with the wind, slowly following the waves like a swaying boat.

The slightly mottled red lacquer characters finally all jumped into their eyes, "I will return to my life, and I will miss you even if I die."

Qingyue finished chanting silently and looked at her master with a look of confusion.

Fortunately, the person in front of him came back from his unusual thoughts in time and said softly: "Let's go, it's not easy to let Mrs. Shangshu wait for us."

Lu Liu smiled and took over the conversation: "Our wife said, you are her best sister. Without you, there would be no today. Today's banquet will definitely not begin before you arrive."

Madam Cheng held Qingyue's hand and walked slowly, smiling but not talking, and a little sarcastic feeling in her eyes, just a flash of sarcasm.

This Lord Shangshu and his wife are really easy to plot. They wanted to make themselves confused from the beginning. The stones, the words on the stone, and the poems all show their intentions: attacking the heart is the best.

What about this? Cheng Yue still has this heart, but it depends on the person.

I want to use her past pain and current regrets to make up for it? Am I too weak and bullied? Or do I think the power they hold can overwhelm everything? Make me scared?

Then I just happened to calculate the new and old accounts with them.

After coming out of the rockery, the master and servant of the Cheng family became silent, which made Lu Liu's compliments that he talked to himself gradually became boring.

The three of them walked through the water pavilion corridor and then walked around a bluestone path. The banquet was arranged by Lan Ke on the Xichi Pavilion around the lake. The light-transmitting walls stood openly above the lake light, ventilated on both sides, and the red curtains were torn in and out in the wind. The maid who was trained quickly was busy entering and exiting from one end of the bridge.

On the other side of the bridge, the beautiful woman stood on the railing, laughing, whispering, and surrounding jade pendants, and the fragrant wind was shining.

Outside the main hall of Xichi Pavilion, Yao Xing saw Madam Cheng and the other two from afar. She smiled and greeted her with a dignified but not without the style of a maid.
Chapter completed!