Chapter 79: September 9th

In the 9th year of Jingjia and the 9th day of September, it is advisable to move.
After more than a year, the two Luma Houses were finally fabricated.
Nangong Jean issued a decree: the two horses immediately moved to the new mansion.
The two princesses who received the imperial edicts were in opposite moods. Nangong's daughter-in-law was in charge of the house relocation of Lu Zhongxing, and ordered that the items in the treasury can be freely selected. All the family members, the maids, and the servants were free to choose.
I didn't know how much His Highness Zhuohua loved the horse, and only the servants at the Fuchu knew the secret.
Lu Zhongxing, with a face on his face, was very "spirited".
Except for the personal clothes and the items brought out from Taiwei's Mansion, he insisted not to take the princess house one stitch and one thread.
Nangong's maid has hid in the study since early in the morning, and then she had to accept Lu Zhongxing's farewell.
Nangong's maid put down the scroll in her hand, and Lu Zhongxing knelt down in front of the book case.
"Thanks to His Royal Highness for a few days, the minister's delicate items have been sorted out. He moved to the prefecture's Fuma Mansion. He will come to the government on the first day, the fifteenth, His Highness's birthday, and the festival."
The nun of Nangong glanced at Lu Zhongxing and said lightly: "You and my husband and wife should not be too concerned about these red tapes. This palace will save you from the first day of every month, and please salute you on the fifteenth day."
The first half of the sentence gave Lu Zhongxing a spark of hope, and the second half of the sentence sent him into the abyss.
Nangong's sister-in-law expressed her most unforgiving intentions with seemingly thoughtful words.
Lu Zhongxing lifted his head suddenly, he wanted to ask why the nuns of Nangong were so passionate? But facing those lonely eyes, all the words were on the chest.
Nangong's maid hangs behind a piece of "Jiucheng Palace's Quanquan Ming" with the words "Shepherd".
Lu Zhongxing remembered the words: The owner of the study said he would not sell anything, and since then the shepherd has disappeared ...
He frowned: How could this word appear in Nangong's maid's study?
On the other side, Nangong Jingnu went to the Royal Palace one day before Qi Yanli House.
Before Ya Fei did not enter the palace, the Nangong Jingnv will enter the palace every three or five days to greet them. Since the Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet, the Nangong Jingnv has not entered the palace again.
It happened that Qi Yan was sick, and Nangong Jingnu also had a good excuse.
Nangong let her beloved girl care so much about the horse, and she sent a lot of medicinal herbs.
Hearing that his lover, who hadn't seen him for a few days, entered the palace, Nangong let go of the memorial, and ordered the imperial room to make a table for Nangong Jing's favorite dishes.
Fortunately, there were only father and daughter during the dinner, and I did not see the "disgusting" person. Nangong Jingnu was in a better mood.
During the meal, she held back several times.
Nangong told Nangong Jingnv: The reconstruction of the Ming Palace has been put on the agenda, and he will try his best to recover.
Nangong Jingnv didn't have much thought. She had no love for Weiming Palace, but she just wanted a portrait of her mother-in-law.
But I always feel that something has changed and I haven't mentioned it.
After having dinner, Nangong Jingnv asked Nangong to ask for something before resigning.
Compared with Lu Zhongxing's "desolation", Qi Yan has received unprecedented courtesy.
Nangong let some rewards be placed in the treasury of Luomafu. Nangongjingvu was afraid that Qi Yan would be wronged. She went to the treasury to pick up many items and put half of the net worth on the carriage.
Had it not been for Qiu Ju's persuasion, I would have been afraid that Nangong Jingnv would have emptied her family.
Especially the herbal library, Nangong Jingnv didn't think of herself at all, and she gave all the rare herbs to Qi Yan.
The reward of Nangong Jingnv, Qi Yan's personal belongings, three hundred volumes of rare ancient books, and Lin Lin always added together, and a total of nearly twenty carriages were installed ...
There are still some scattered things. Nangong Jing's daughter ordered the family to put it in a box and carry it with a flat load, and then send it later ...
Qiu Ju watched the carriage stopped half a street secretly: Thanks to His Majesty's intention to close the street in advance, if the people can see it, I don't know how to talk about His Highness ...
This grace is too much ...
Although none of the treasures in the treasury was Qiuju, she kept the keys for many years and watched her hard-working "guardian" thing be taken away almost half, with some distress.
Nangong Jingnv personally sent Qi Yan to the door with a look of perseverance.
Qi Yan looked at the row of carriages parked at the door and was shocked: "His Royal Highness, is this ...?"
Nangong Jingnv replied softly: "This palace is home to 5,000 households and eats every year. Together with the reward from the father and the emperor from time to time, it won't be long before you return. It's you ... In the future, you will be responsible for all expenses in the government. Do n’t forget to bring money when you go out next time.

Qi Yan's mood is a bit complicated, and she has been looking forward to this day for a long time.
But on this day, watching Nangong Jingnv running for herself, watching these ten or two laden carriages, watching her reluctant gaze, and listening to her orders, she was a little bit reluctant.
She knelt down in front of Nangong Jingnv with everyone's gaze, and the latter wanted to lift her up, but Qi Yan worshipped decisively and said, "Chen Feng aims to establish a government. It ’s the birthday of the festival, and I will come to you early in the morning.
Listening to the words of farewell, Nangong Jingnv's nose was sore. She shouldn't press the fluctuations in her heart too much, took Qiu Ju's hand and handed it to Qi Yan's hand.
"this is?"
"This palace sent you, you go to the house and open it again."
"Yes."
"It's getting late, go."
"Yes, Your Royal Highness."
"You get in the car, this palace will watch you go."
Qi Yan's eyes flickered, and she turned silently, took the wooden box, boarded the carriage, opened the curtains, and saw Nangong Jingnv standing in front of the door with red eyes. She was speechless.
Until the figure of Nangong Jingnv was not seen, the curtain was lowered.
The bedroom of the main hall of Luomafu has been arranged, and the maids and family members in the house are also fully equipped. Once the horse-drawn carriages arrive at the house, they begin to unload in an orderly manner, and a special person records each item in detail.
The person in charge is the palace person sent by the inner court, and it is impossible to mistake the count of Qi Yan's net worth: it is indeed the princess's horse, which is the thickest horseman since the founding of the country.
Qi Yan returned to the main hall, opened the wooden box that Nangong Jingnv finally gave her, and a soft white light overflowed.
"this is……"
A bowl-sized night pearl lying quietly in the box, and beside it was a small paper note, on which was a line of juanxiu small letters: the light of this bead was gentle and did not hurt the eyes, and it was carried around at night.
Qi Yan looked at the paper for a long time, and the indifferent expression that had not changed for thousands of years opened a gap.
She tightened the wooden box in her arms, and before her eyes flashed the picture of Nangong Jingfu's writing in front of the case.
Qi Yan has seen Nangong Jingnv's words: Some scribbles.
She has always been lazy, and has never seen her practice calligraphy for more than a year since she got married.
I don't know how many times she wrote this little note repeatedly.
Dozens of family members and the internal servants temporarily transferred by the Division of Internal Affairs worked an entire morning, and then organized the things brought by Qi Yan.
The palace man of the Division of the Inner Court delivered a copy of the inventory of the treasury to Qi Yan, and wrote a copy to bring to the palace for archival.
A group of men kneeled in front of Qi Yan and said, "Small, see Grandma Ye."
Xia He knelt quietly in the queue of the girl-in-law, feeling lost in her heart: I thought that I had the opportunity to take over the position of Sister Chuntao, but Her Highness gave herself to the grandma.
Qi Yan glanced for a week and called: "Xia He."
"A slave is here!"
She handed out a bunch of keys along with the list: "In the future, you will be the lady in charge of Luomafu. Keep the keys and list of the treasury."
Xia Hexi looked at Qi Yan, and couldn't believe it.
"Xiahe?"
"Ah! Yes! The slave, thank you, Mr. Ma, Hong En, will live up to the trust of the master!"
"Come up, there are two women officials in Princess House. I don't dare to keep pace with the princess, so I only set up one. You can look at the roster for a while and select two clever men to help you. OK, give me your name. "
"Yes!"
"Let's go down and tell the kitchen to add more dishes tonight."
...
As soon as Qi Yan walked to the door of the study, a family Ding Fei ran to him: "Master Qi Qi, there is a merchant named Xie who claims to be the old friend of Qi Ma, and congratulate him on his move."
Jia Ding handed over the gift list and worship notes to Qi Yan, and opened the post to see: it really is Xie An: Xie Yuanshan.
"Invite him to the main hall for a while, and I'll come later."
"Yes!"
Qi Yan first went to the dorm room to change a suit, and then wrote a few words in the study room. After the ink was dry, she rolled up and went to the main hall.
Xie An bowed down with a gift: "Congratulations to Master Ma for the move."
Qi Yan laughed: "Brother Yuan Shan came here by coincidence. I wrote a new letter and asked Brother Yuan Shan to give me a pointer or two."
There was a hint of doubt in Xie An's eyes: Qi Yan should know where he came from, which one did he sing?
But still took the scroll with a smile: "Then I will be ugly."
"I want to talk to Brother Toyama about leaving no one to wait and tell the kitchen to prepare dinner."
"Yes!"
Xie An's smile was frozen. There were only eight characters on the scroll: rabbits and dogs cook, birds do their best to hide ...
He quickly rolled up the scroll, Qi Yan sat on the main seat, took a tea sip, and his face was calm.
Xie An came to Qi Yan and lowered his voice: "what's the meaning of Xian Xian?"
Qi Yan chuckled: "Trouble Brother Yuanshan took this word back and gave it to 'Uncle Han'."
Shu Han is the pseudonym of the emperor's third son Nangongwang. Xie An was anxious and asked, "What does Xian Xian mean?"
Qi Yan took another sip of tea, and slowly put down the tea cup: "literally."
"Xian Brother, are you blaming ... 'Uncle Han'?"
"Don't dare, I ask someone who is still a little bit old-fashioned, but He Mingyue shines in the ditch. With that said, please leave Brother Yangshan for dinner. You and I haven't seen you for a few days, just talk about Wenmo and nothing else."
Six months have passed since Qi Yan's last proposal, and Nangong Wang has never looked for her again.
She knew that her own strategy was too vicious and let Nangong look at her suspicion. Today she deliberately neglects Xie An and sends these eight words.
If Enanong's mind was charming, he would be suspicious.
Today, Xie An will have to return without success, and she will not give up until Nangongwang personally submisses and invites.
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