In this way, Yuan Shan still had to stay in Yuangexing to prepare for the spring exam until winter.
Yang Xingce, the dean of Bailu Academy, invited Yuan Shan to study at Bailu Academy, but Yuan Shan declined, as if Yuan Gexing was a treasured place for Feng Shui. In fact, Yunge Store has received several orders for funerals, and all the guests who came over were crying and moaning, which was really unlucky.
As winter turns to spring, the business of Yuan Ge Xing improves, and there are happy events and funerals.
He Qingjia and Lu Yun were busy making round fans and spent more and more time in Yugexing.
"You are obviously a man of extraordinary talent, but you still want to make vulgar things. He Qingjia, you are not indifferent to fame and fortune, but you are evading the responsibilities God has given you." Yuan Shan sneered.
It's a pity that He Qingjia turned a deaf ear and kept working on his hands.
"Yuan Langjun, my wife likes this kind of ordinary life. You have to be convinced if you don't agree." Lu Yun threw a bundle of bamboo and said angrily.
Later, Yuan Shan stopped provoking He Qingjia, quietly completed the Chunwei exam, became a high school tribute scholar, and moved out of Yugexing after the palace exam was over.
"Qingjia, I thought Yuan Shan was very capable, but in the end he only won the second-class title." Li Chunjian came over happily, carrying a basket of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes.
After saying this, He Qingjia's face turned pale and he couldn't eat the sweet-scented osmanthus cake.
"My wife has been working hard these days and doesn't get enough rest." Lu Yun helped He Qingjia back to the bedroom.
"Ajun, I'm not sure if I'm overthinking it. Yuan Shan's talent cannot stop at spreading, unless he deliberately hides his clumsiness. I can't even guess what purpose he has for doing this." He Qingjia Sighed.
The Flower Festival is followed by the parade of hairpins held by the No. 1, No. 2, and No. 3 winners, which is very lively.
However, the Chang'an people's demand for round fans increased, and He Qingjia couldn't celebrate the Flower Festival. Of course, He Qingjia didn't like to go out no matter what the festival was.
"Qingjia, why are you making a round fan again? Look at your hands. I haven't seen you for a few days, and they have become calloused. You don't care about yourself at all." Li Chunjian wore a sexy peach pink dress, that is, peach pink The robe with bright pine green sleeves and blessing patterns looks as bright as a peach blossom waiting to be picked.
"Qingjia, let's take a day off today and let the maids be busy at home. We should not support idle people." Li Chunjian took out the snow skin cream from her waist and wiped it gently on He Qingjia.
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Yun stepped on Li Chunjian hard, showing no consciousness of being a maid.
"Qingji, Ajun bullied me..." Li Chunjian burst into tears immediately.
"Your Highness Prince Kang, let's go out to celebrate the Flower Festival." He Qingjia said calmly.
"Madam, Your Highness Prince Kang deliberately suffered a misfortune!" Lu Yun stomped her feet angrily.
Every year during the Flower Festival, Luyun coaxed her daughter-in-law to go out to play, but He Qingjia remained unmoved. Why would Li Chunjian speak out and her wife would compromise?
"Ajun, I have to go out and have other things to do." He Qingjia patted Lu Jun on the shoulder.
Three days ago, Yuan Shan suddenly came to the door, brought a gift of thanks, and said a lot of words of thanks. Only one sentence made He Qingjia feel uneasy. Yuan Shan was sent to Shu County in Yizhou as the county magistrate.
Yizhou is a prosperous area in the Bashu area. The terrain is steep and easy to defend but difficult to attack.
He Qingjia suspected that Yuan Shan was going to Yizhou to establish a Hou Yan regime.
"Madam, leave early and come back early." Lu Yun couldn't help but feel sad.
What on earth were those Dayan's surviving ministers thinking? They wanted to drag her wife into trouble even though they were living a peaceful life.
"Qingjia, the Flower Festival includes butterfly fighting, digging wild vegetables, visiting the flower market, making flower cakes, and worshiping the God of Flowers. Which one do you want to play?" Li Chunjian pulled He Qingjia, excited.
"Sacrifice to the God of Flowers." He Qingjia said calmly.
The Flower Temple is located in Da'anfang of the West City, close to Anhua Gate, and it is indeed bustling with people.
"Qingjia, you stand here and wait for me. I will go and see if the Flower Goddess is as good-looking as you." Li Chunjian's eyebrows were curved, as if she was drunk but not drunk.
In fact, Li Chunjian knew the list of people who would play the role of the Twelve Flower Gods in advance.
The Twelve Flower Goddess, usually from Pingkangfang, are chosen through intrigues among the oiran ladies.
What Li Chunjian wants is the velvet flower thrown by the Flower God. I heard that a lot of money was spent on this year's velvet flowers. The chrysanthemums that represent the September flower season are of the Daqiao variety. They are mainly purple-red with yellow and white. They look very much like He Qingjia. The heart made of ice and snow contains a stone honey. .
When the crowd flocked to the Twelve Flower Gods, the Flower Temple became a little deserted. There are many stalls in the Huashen Temple. He Qingjia stopped in front of the stall selling round fans, holding on to a plain silk gauze round fan with a green bamboo handle, his eyes as clear as clear water.
"Yuan is lucky enough to have His Highness worry about it for a few days." Yuan Shanzuo bowed.
He set up a stall selling vegetarian dough fans to earn some traveling expenses, which was reasonable.
"Yuan Shan, do you still remember the Battle of Chang'an? That year, I was ready to burst the embankment and let the Yellow River flood Daxia's 800,000-strong army." He Qingjia whispered.
After hearing this, Yuan Shan's expression changed drastically because he believed that He Qingjia had this ability.
"However, a person stood up and persuaded me not to live in such a miserable state. What I felt at the time was that it was just a dead person, and everyone would die. That person accused me of lacking compassion and being unfit to be the master of the world. I don't Convinced, after the failure of the Chang'an defense battle, I fled to Jinling and regrouped. However, when I encountered the Battle of Jinling, I faced the same problem again." He Qingjia continued.
Yuan Shan is a smart man. He figured it out in less than a cup of tea and was still shocked.
The water of the Yellow River submerged not only Daxia's 800,000 troops, but also more than one million people in the cities near Chang'an. If it were him, he might not have thought of this method from the beginning.
"Yuan Shan, when you first told me that you were going to Yizhou, I was really worried for two or three days. Later, when I thought about that person, it didn't matter anymore." He Qingjia picked up the brush and sketched on the fan in detail.
That person had a sense of alienation in his red and phoenix eyes, his feathery eyebrows were condensed with coldness, he liked the color blue, he wore a black and green dragon turtle around his waist, and he never stopped for anyone.
"He Qingjia, are you talking about Gu Ji, the head of the Gu family in Yizhou? It's already a peaceful and prosperous time, why is he still meddling in other people's business." Yuan Shan said coldly.
"How can he be free while I'm alive?" He Qingjia chuckled, as bright as a rose.
It was the first time that Yuan Shan saw He Qingjia with such rich colors. He was fascinated for a moment, then came to his senses and put away the round fan painted by He Qingjia.
"By the way, don't you know how to draw?" Yuan Shan asked casually.
"After studying for seven or eight days, it seems not difficult." He Qingjia regained his calm expression.
After hearing this, Yuan Shan curled his lips and felt helpless. The more you come into contact with He Qingjia, the more incredible it becomes. Why is there a god-like existence like He Qingjia in this world?
After the Huachao Festival, Luyun Bagua and Yuan Shan went to Laizhou to take up a post.
"Laizhou is good, the people are simple and honest, and they never take part in wars. How did my wife convince Yuan Shan to abandon Yizhou?" Lu Yun said with a smile.
He Qingjia was making round fans and didn't answer the call.
She couldn't say that she had deceived Yuan Shan, and that person would take action. That person didn't even intervene in the Battle of Jinling, so how could he care about a small Yizhou.
