AWB Chapter 247 Being distracted
Chapter 247 Being distracted
The Zhao royal family, the auxiliary state security family, the Sheng family who had just been promoted to the position of Chief Censor and concurrently the Privy Councilor, and the Cai family who was the acting Vice Minister of the Ministry of Rites.
The flags and emblems of the four schools were gathered in the same row. In just a moment, almost the whole of Tokyo knew about their private school companions. After seeing their classmates off, they turned around and went out for an autumn outing to collect folk songs.
"Haha, young man, you are so comfortable!"
"Childhood sweethearts, innocent friends, and friendships that have been made since childhood. It won't be long before there is good news between these families, right?"
"I heard that the daughters of the Sheng family are still young, and the eldest son, Changbai, is only fifteen years old. It's too early, too early."
The love of fashionable gossip has always been an indelible label for people in Beijing.
"Speaking of which, Master Sheng of the Sheng Mansion was promoted really quickly.
He has only been in Tokyo for a few years, but he has already become a third-rank official. The Sheng Mansion... is different all of a sudden.
I really don’t know what the Yuan family, the people of the Zhongqin Marquis’s family back then, were thinking.”
"Is there any need to think about it? It's easier than destroying your intestines."
Recently, whenever the thriving Sheng Mansion is mentioned, the former Zhongqin Marquis Mansion is brought up for discussion, which is a topic that Tokyo gossips cannot avoid.
……
The autumn outing group has already walked through the suburbs of Beijing and is more than halfway through the journey.
The young ladies were crowded into the extra-large carriage built by the Sheng Mansion.
There were five young ladies and two maids, seven people in total, but the carriage did not feel too crowded or hot.
"This carriage is great, where did you buy it from?
I want to go back and ask my mother to buy one, so that when my grandmother and mother go to the temple to pray together, they will have someone to take care of them."
My grandmother is old and needs the care of a maid.
Nowadays, most of the efficacious temples are not located in Tokyo, which is a long way off for the elderly.
It would be a blessing if the carriage had spacious space where one could even lie down and rest.
An Qingyan’s question was actually what Cai Qingyou wanted to ask.
Rulan held a piece of pancake, drank a sip of tea, swallowed the food in her mouth, and said,
“This is actually made in Sister Molan’s own shop!
The blueprint was also drawn by Sister Molan, it’s amazing.”
Everyone's eyes widened a little.
What's going on? We all went to the same private school and learned all that knowledge, so how come some people can already learn to run a business and open a shop?
Molan added at this time,
“I have drawn three types of spacious carriages.
However, wood and materials are classified into different grades, and the customization methods are also quite diverse. In terms of construction period, the expedited one-month project can be completed, while the normal one will take half a year.”
This shop sounds impressive. An Qingyan recalled it in his mind and said in shock, "Could it be that the Mufang shop that opened in Tokyo two years ago is your shop?"
Molan nodded and smiled without saying anything.
"I've got that." An Qingyan took a deep breath, his eyes filled with shock and deep envy.
She pinched Rulan's cheeks that were puffed up when she chewed, pouted her lips, and said in a rare long tone,
"That's great. I really envy you for having a sister like this."
"Hey, are you envious?"
Rulan chuckled, "My sister Molan is the best!"
Zhao Ceying, who had deliberately ridden his horse closest to the carriage, was quite distracted by the laughter and scolding in the carriage.
Is he afraid that he might be sick?
The pounding heart and the so-called love between men and women that he had only recently begun to understand made Zhao Ceying a little confused.
As the Mid-Autumn Festival approached, he suddenly felt a little reluctant to return to his hometown in Yuzhou.
Or just stay on the farm forever.
Such a dangerous idea gave Zhao Ceying an inexplicable courage.
He knocked on the carriage and asked in a low voice,
"Molan, you are wearing riding clothes, and the road is flat and empty now. The sun is not too hot, and there are no pedestrians. Do you want to go out and ride a horse?"
"Okay."
Molan, who heard the noise in the car, agreed immediately.
"No need to stop, just bring the horse over here."
"Huh? Okay."
Although Zhao Ceying was a little worried, he never thought of refusing to act on his own initiative. He ordered the servant to go to the back to bring the horse over and move away.
Seeing that she was safely driven to the side of the carriage, Molan pushed open the door, lifted the curtain, took the reins, stepped firmly on the pedal, and then with a beautiful and neat flip, she sat steadily on the horse's back.
"Pretty!"
This exclamation was accidentally revealed by Zhao Ceying.
And what followed was Rulan's scream.
"Wow!!!"
“Did you see that?!”
She turned around and called out to her sisters,
"How can our Molan be so domineering!"
Several girls who had been maintaining their noble demeanor inevitably crowded at the window.
"Wow--"
An Qingyu sighed, "Now I suddenly feel a little regretful."
"Why isn't Molan your brother? I want to be closer to your family."
"A closer relationship?" Cai Qingyou was stunned.
Rulan also reacted and made a gesture.
"Shhhhhhh."
At this time, An Qingyu had already covered her mouth, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, sister."
Cai Qingyou naturally understood the situation, and she immediately said seriously,
"Since this concerns Sister Rulan's reputation, I will keep my mouth shut."
"Thank you~"
"I want to thank you on behalf of these two troublesome people."
Seeing the An sisters' fearful and grateful expressions, Cai Qingyou smiled.
"We have become estranged. We have been classmates for many years and have been close friends ever since. Why has it come to this? It is all natural.
But... since I must thank you, this place is mine before we get to the manor today!"
After saying that, Cai Qingyou leaned against the window frame unceremoniously, pulled up the curtains, and stared at Molan riding her horse.
Molan turned her head and met Cai Qingyou's gaze. She suggested,
“How about I teach my sister how to ride a horse in the spring?
It just so happens that there is a piece of land for sale next to our Sheng Mansion. When I return home today, I will ask my daughter to buy it.
We can build a small shooting range and horse ranch, it would be so comfortable."
Cai Qingyou's eyes lit up after hearing this, "Great!"
"Rulan, do you want to come too?"
Rulan would never refuse to join in the fun.
Instead of staying in the house, she would like to go out every day to get some fresh air and do some "free" things.
"Okay, okay, then can we go back home and prepare to choose a foal?"
"Hmm... should?"
"Great!"
Rulan cheered, "I heard that Daddy is already looking for a good horse for Changzhuo, we want one too!
We can’t let all the good things go to that brat! Humph!”
"Makes sense."
horse?
Zhao Ceying, who had been unable to find an opportunity to come closer, moved.
He came forward and asked politely,
"Miss Sheng, I wonder if the horses we raise in Yuzhou are pleasing to your eyes?"
"Does your family still raise horses?" Rulan asked curiously.
"Well, there are some. The military needs them."
"Okay! But wouldn't it be a waste to give it to us?"
“They are all screened through various levels. The war horses must be of the best quality, and the others are not so particular.
Even if they have the same parents, there will be..."
While explaining to Rulan, Zhao Ceying once again got closer to Molan.
He hid his little thoughts very well. Except for Molan, no one could see that he was really interested in something else. They just thought he was chatting about something he was familiar with.
“So profound.
But, it turns out that you are not unlearned! "
"Rulan!"
At this time, Molan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up to defend Zhao Ceying.
"Brother Zhao is only inferior to our two elder brothers, okay?"
Rulan stuck out her tongue.
When Zhao Ceying heard this, he was already overjoyed. This feeling was truly sweeter than honey.