The old eunuch's name is Li Fu. He was once the chief eunuch beside the emperor. He entered the palace at the age of eight and has worked for more than fifty years.
The fat woman's name is Sun Hehua, and she is the nanny of Princess Ningguo. It is said that half of the credit for the princess being so beautiful is due to her.
The leader of the guards is called Lin Tong, a sixth-grade sword-wielding guard. It is said that one can defeat a hundred, but he is not as good as Jiang Yuntian.
Song Che entertained Li Fu with good tea and pried some words out of his mouth - the reason why Princess Zhao Qin came to Suzhou was not only to buy a private house, but also to "relax".
Zhao Qin was born and raised in Luoyang, and has no relationship with Suzhou. Why would he go out of town to relax during the Chinese New Year? No one will believe this.
The prerequisite for relaxing is to encounter troubles.
The children of the emperor's family have noble status and have nothing to worry about, so what else do they have to worry about?
Half an hour later.
Qin Ruo held a plate full of silver and walked into Yunshuifang with a smile: "Uncle, the princess tried on our ready-made clothes and private rooms. She liked it so much that she bought three sets of each. The five hundred taels are used to pay for the goods, and the rest is This is a reward from the princess."
"Thank you?"
"Thank you, thank you. From the time I left the house to when she got in the car, I thanked her ten times!"
Song Che was overjoyed to be able to earn money without opening the business. He picked up two silver ingots and stuffed them into Li Fu's hands. "Thank you for your hard work, Eunuch Li. It's the New Year, so any small gift should be treated as festive money."
Li Fu politely put the silver ingot into his sleeve, "Well, when I return to the capital, I will promote your business with the empresses and concubines in the palace..."
"Thank you, father-in-law."
Song Che and Qin Ruo saw the guests off.
"Uncle, sister Ruo, let's go too."
After the princess drove away, the shop assistants also left the shop one after another.
At this time, night also fell quietly.
Yunshuifang is not in a busy city, and pedestrians are walking in twos and threes on the street, rubbing their hands, sighing, and walking quickly.
Qin Ruo returned to the counter, lit a small candle, and recorded today's harvest in her account.
The serious beauty in the candlelight is like a standout, beautiful and lonely.
"Didn't I arrange that three people must be on duty every night? Where are they?" Song Che asked curiously.
Qin Ruo said: "It's hard for those who are on duty during the Chinese New Year. Anyway, the shop is not busy, so I sent them off."
Song Che was silent for a moment and then asked: "Shopkeeper Qin lives alone, isn't he afraid at night?"
Qin Ruo raised her head, smiled, and said, "Since the middle of the twelfth lunar month, there have been military patrols every night. What's more, there is also a magical dog raised by my uncle in the yard. I'm not afraid."
Qin Ruo was adopted and raised by her father-in-law. She has no father, no mother, no relatives, and she seems to have never even been out of Suzhou City.
"Then... during this month of vacation, if you are alone... you won't feel... uh? Lonely?"
Song Che was as reserved as possible.
Asking a woman if she is lonely is a subtext in itself, but in fact, honest people don't think so much...
Qin Ruo's pen tip paused, a trace of loneliness flashed in her eyes, and after a moment it returned to its original state, shaking her head: "No, I like embroidery. I embroidered a few good pictures, and a month passed quickly..."
Song Che didn't know what to talk about, so he hesitated for a moment, said goodbye, and left Yunshuifang.
As soon as Song Che left, Qin Ruo put down the pen in her hand. All her reserve and indifference disappeared, and her expression revealed deep helplessness. The helplessness caused fatigue and made her unable to do her best.
She pouted, holding back tears, and lay on the counter.
The night is so dark.
Wind, so cold.
Man, so tired.
"The piano shopkeeper."
Song Che suddenly poked his head in from outside the door.
Qin Ruo raised her head and tried to regain her composure, "Ah?"
"Tomorrow, New Year's Eve, come to Shen's house for New Year's Eve dinner." Song Che invited with a smile.
Qin Ruo's eyes were shining, but she shook her head and refused: "How can I, a servant, eat at the same table as the lady, uncle, and boss? I still won't come..."
"It doesn't matter, just an extra pair of chopsticks. That's it. I'm coming."
Song Che didn't give him a chance to refuse, so he took his head back after speaking.
Qin Ruo smiled and covered her mouth with tears.
At this time, Song Che stuck his head back again, which scared her so much that she quickly wiped her tears.
"Today you are more beautiful than ever."
After saying this this time, Song Che really left.
Love welled up in Qin Ruo's hazy tearful eyes.
…
Lunar New Year's eve.
The fluttering fine snow bids farewell to the whole year.
It's freezing outside, but it's warm as spring inside.
The table is full of good wine and food, and the laughter of family members is the most beautiful music in the world.
"Master, madam, I wish you good fortune..."
"Sir, madam, congratulations on getting rich..."
"Uncle, Miss, I wish you good luck..."
"Sister, brother-in-law, I want lucky money!"
The younger generations of the family line up to pay New Year greetings and act like "boys asking for money."
"Yes, yes, yes..."
I want one for the master, one for the uncle, one for the madam, and one for the young lady.
The Shen family values love, and the red envelopes are naturally generous and bulging in their pockets.
The servants and juniors who received the red envelopes gathered together to play Pai Gow around the stove, play mahjong, and watch the New Year's Eve together.
A moment before midnight.
Song Che joined hands with Shen Wenjun and walked in the courtyard without holding an umbrella, letting the fine snow turn white.
This situation deserves poetry:
The journey is difficult and long, but this eve and New Year’s Eve reflect the beautiful scenery.
The hearts are in harmony and we are in the snow together, and we have no regrets in this life and grow old together.
"You haven't given me my gift yet."
Shen Wenjun pouted. He drank a few glasses of wine tonight and his face turned red. He didn't know whether he was drunk or happy.
Song Che smiled and said, "Am I not the best gift?"
She smiled sweetly and leaned into his arms, "We are each other's best gift."
"Whoops!"
A bunch of fireworks soar into the sky, kicking off the New Year.
The splendid fireworks and the fine snow flying in the sky are intertwined and lingering under the cold wind, becoming the most beautiful scenery in life.
"Shashasha..."
Qin Ruo walked into the courtyard in the snow and was about to say hello, but when she saw the two leaning against each other, she turned around and left silently.
"Is there something wrong, Mr. Qin?" Song Che had already caught a glimpse of her and asked with a smile at her.
Qin Ruo hesitated for a moment, then came over and said, "I was thinking that there was no one in the house, and every household was setting off fireworks. If I didn't pay attention... Bah, bah, bah, it's the New Year. You can't say such unlucky words. Anyway, Miss Guye, I’m going back first.”
"No, you came just in time."
Song Che grabbed Qin Ruo's hand, gently pulled her into his arms.
Qin Ruo was shocked and said, "Uncle..." But in a blink of an eye, Shen Wenjun nodded to her with a smile.
"Miss……"
"Although I am younger than you, in terms of seniority, you have to call me sister." Shen Wenjun blinked, only needing to understand without words.
Qin Ruo's eyes flickered and she looked at Song Che.
Song Che laughed, "Don't look at me. I'm a son-in-law. I have to listen to the boss's wife. He asks me to go east, but I don't dare to go west..."
Qin Ruo bit her lip and struggled for a moment. When tears filled her eyes, she hummed and slowly put her head into Song Che's arms.
Song Che's life was not in vain.
…
"If you are waiting for more book friends, you can check out my other completed book "Kanjian", which is a post-apocalyptic version of martial arts gods and demons. The subject matter is very novel.
This book is first released on Zongheng. Usually Zongheng will be more active than Qi Miao every day. Friends who are capable, please go and support me. "
