Chapter 98: White calculation

The flower banquet held in Weiyuan Hou House caused a little sensation among the famous people in Shengjing City.
Because these years, Weiyuan Hou Mansion is so quiet...
Fu Tingye is famous every year, but he has already moved out of the Hou Mansion and sealed the king on the north side. The great honor has nothing to do with the Hou Mansion in the past.
How is this going? Why did you suddenly hold a flower feast?
Does it mean Mrs. Fu or Fu Tingye? Thinking about the possibility of the latter, Jingli and other dignitaries have to treat this flower feast with a cautious attitude.
After all... who dare not give Fu Tingye face?
So, on this day, Weiyuan Hou Mansion can be described as a surplus of guests, all kinds of magnificent carriages followed one after another, dazzling people directly.
...
Cheng Wanmiao was sitting in the boudoir and dressing up. She was thinking about today's plan in her heart, and there was a little nervousness in her expression.
There was a burst of exclamation from the maid outside, making her irritable.
"Xiu Zhi, go outside and see what they are making." Cheng Wanmiao said frowningly.
The maid called Suzy went out, but stopped the noise outside for a moment.
The maid went back to the house and said to Cheng Wanmiao: "Mrs. Prime Minister and Mrs. Hushang Shushu are here. Hou's house hasn't hosted such noble guests for many years. Everyone is a bit forgetful. They are talking about how precious the gifts sent by the two ladies. ..."
Cheng Wanmiao listened, trance.
Mr. Zuo Chengli is a noble and noble student. He has a lot of prestige among scholars and scholars. He usually never participates in the entertainment of officials. Whenever he is invited to a banquet, he refuses on the basis of his frailty and even takes Mrs. Cheng Xiang. Also rarely show up.
I can't think of it, but a small flower feast, Mrs. Prime Minister would actually come...
Although Cheng Wanmiao knew the status of Weiyuan Hou House was detached, but since Mrs. Fu's wife lived and died after she lost her son, the house never held banquets, so Cheng Wanmiao had not seen many nobles seriously.
In fact, the identity is too high, even if you see it, probably don't bother to deal with her, and eventually she can only deal with such a low and high door family like the Xu family.
Cheng Wanmiao couldn't help but have a thought.
Today, if this flower banquet is held by Xu Fu, will Mrs. Cheng come?
… Certainly not.
This answer is in the bottom of her heart, but it makes her feel particularly frustrated.
Cheng Wanmiao is very clear. Although the Xu family looks glorious, it is not as good as the monstrous wealth of Hou Mansion. Fu Tingye is more than 10,000 people under one person, which Xu Qingran cannot compare with...
Does she really want to abandon everything in front of her and choose Xu Qingran?
--Snapped!
The pearl hairpin in his hand fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, waking Cheng Wanmiao.
She suddenly recovered, very annoyed!
I secretly scolded myself confused!
What is Fu Tingye? ! It’s just a gang! I don’t know when it will be killed! What's more, no matter how wealthy and wealthy it is, it can be compared to a married couple's harmony and love!
When she thought of sharing the bed with the sturdy and brutal man, she just felt sick!
Xu Qingran is completely different. He is modest and like a jade. He is an elegant and elegant scholar. He knows qin chess, calligraphy and painting. After marriage, he will be able to meet her piano. When the imperial examination is coming, Xu Qingran will win the championship. At that time, she is the first lady, is it not enough? Majesty?
Cheng Wanmiao, Cheng Wanmiao, don’t be fooled by the wealth in front of you!
A girl of sixteen or seventy-seven, who always has some beautiful fantasies about love. A gentle gentleman like Xu Qingran is a good person to her.
A little maid came in from the outside, "...Miss, Miss! Mrs. Xu came with Miss Xu's family and the young master--"
Cheng Wanmiao was very happy, with a smile in her brows, "Where are they?"
"It's already in the lobby, the old lady is entertaining," said the maid, and she took out something strangely from her arms. "This is a gift from Miss Xu..."
It was an exquisite embroidered purse. Cheng Wanmiao opened it and saw that it contained a peacock blue bead flower and a paper note.
There are two lines of small characters on the paper: Hongyan is in the cloud and the water is in the water, it is difficult to send melancholy. (Borrowing Yan Shu's "Qing Ping Le Two Second")
Cheng Wanmiao's cheeks were reddish and her lips were sweet and shy.
She collected the little paper and put the bead flower in front of the mirror.
The girl's complexion in the mirror, Sai Xue, was charming and charming, and she looked charming.
Cheng Wanmiao was satisfied, and said with a lip curl: "Come on, let's go to help the old lady entertain the guests."
...
There was no clear time for the flower banquet. Some people arrived early in the morning, and some arrived at noon.
Fu Tingye is the one who doesn't rush.
He sat by the edge corridor, watching Xi'er shuttlecock in the courtyard, waiting patiently for Hua Qingxue to dress up.
After all, this flower banquet was Hua Qingxue's first appearance. Naturally, her makeup could not be casual. Although Huan'er could comb her hair, she could not cope with such occasions.
Fu Tingye specially sent someone to find a wife who was good at grooming makeup to dress Hua Qingxue.
The sound of the door opening came from behind, and Fu Tingye turned and looked, and suddenly his eyes lit up.
Xi'er of the shuttlecock raised her hand to catch the shuttlecock, and ran happily and shouted, "Wow! Miss you are so beautiful!"
It is indeed beautiful.
The daily style of Hua Qingxue suddenly dressed up seriously, the effect is amazing! Skin is like curdled fat, moth eyebrows, and there are clear waves in the light of the eyes, beautiful and vulgar.
The wife-in-law invited came to experience, grasped Hua Qingxue's weak temperament, dressed up to make her soft and dignified, I saw the pitiful, but it is not too unremarkable.
Fu Tingye stared at her nonchalantly for a while, only to feel that everything was pleasing to her eyes, how she looked and how satisfied she was.
The old lady is very talkative and smiles: "Miss has a good foundation, only a little dress will be beautiful."
With a big wave of Fu Tingye's hand, he was extremely heroic, "Go on and enjoy the reward!"
"Master Xie's reward!" The wife followed the guard cheerfully.
Hua Qingxue stood stiffly at the door, embarrassed, "I think my head is so heavy!"
She looked in the mirror and of course knew the effect was good, but the price was terrible! It took a whole hour to comb the hair!
Equivalent to two hours! so horrible!
In order to fix this so-called heap cloud bun, it is also a painstaking effort, osmanthus head oil is indispensable, and there are various types of pearl hairpin.
Hua Qingxue took two small steps forward stiffly and said uncomfortably: "I dare not shake my head."
It feels like a light shake, it will drop a lot of gold, silver or pearls from the head.
Fu Tingye walked over a few steps and took her hand, "You are all right to shake your head."
Hua Qingxue: "..."
Well, I feel that what he said makes sense.
Huan'er, who was by her side, checked her carefully and reassured her: "Don't be afraid, miss, it's very firm."
Hua Qingxue exhaled gently, trying not to make herself nervous.
"Go take the present, let's go."
Fu Tingye couldn't help feeling distressed when she saw her cautious appearance. She was so beautiful and beautiful, but she was more restrained than usual.
Fu Tingye said to her: "I will come back when I see you, and I won't stay too long."
Hua Qingxue laughed, "I'm okay, but suddenly I'm not used to dressing like this."
After she finished speaking, she squinted and looked up and down Fu Tingye, and said with a smile: "The general is so handsome today!"
Fu Tingye: "Handsome?"
Hua Qingxue covered her lips and chuckled, "It's...very handsome and masculine."
Fu Tingye was satisfied and led her out of the house with a joyful face—
...
The well-known General Fu Da took a young woman to the banquet and immediately became the focus of the crowd.
Everyone knows that Fu Tingye is 28 years old, but has never been married, and now a woman suddenly appears next to her. Does that mean that the good things of the general are approaching?
Everyone looked sideways, guessing Hua Qingxue's identity, and who was so lucky that he climbed the thick thighs of Zhenbei Wang.
They saw Hua Qingxue soft and beautiful, graceful manners, should be a famous lady, but if it is a lady in the capital, why no one knows?
"A lot of people are watching us." Hua Qingxue whispered to Fu Tingye.
She was a little nervous, her spine was always straight, and her head did not dare to be biased. She tried not to squint, but it was noble and extraordinary in the eyes of others.
Fu Tingye replied: "They see you beautiful, so they look more."
"Nonsense." Hua Qingxue glanced at him blushing. After entering the house, she had seen several pretty ladies, all of whom were much prettier.
Fu Tingye was heated by her small, shy eyes, and her bones were a little bit crisp.
"Don't move, the hairpin is loose." he said, raising his hand to touch her bun. "This bead is loose."
Huaqing Xueguo didn't dare to move, and said softly, "Then you help me tighten."
Fu Tingye deliberately pressed twice and touched her small face without leaving a trace when she closed her hand.
Hua Qingxue didn't know that she was being teased, because Fu Tingye was too serious, so she didn't even think about it.
"Did you get it right?" she asked, her head still not afraid to move.
Fu Tingye nodded slightly, "Well, it won't fall again."
People who watched in secret all around inhaled in surprise.
It's so rare that a general who has never been close to a woman's color has taken the initiative to help the woman hold the hairpin. ! Today's flower banquet really didn't come in vain! Can actually see this scene!
Fu Tingye took Hua Qingxue to the antechamber, and the guests behind immediately blasted the pot and asked who was the woman next to the general!
Mrs. Fu is talking with several ladies in the front hall. The maid who came in to say that Fu Tingye was here, Mrs. Fu's smile added a little.
"Go call Wan Miao and meet her cousin."
The maid went away in response.
Mrs. Xu's expression is subtle.
A lady said with a smile: "Wonderful age seems to be sixteen, right? Marrying in the future, I don't know how much you feel distressed."
Mrs. Fu smiled all over, and said, "When I took over, I was just a little man. I was tired of raising her with an old bone. Now I am going to marry someone. I can't bear to marry anyone."
Several ladies smiled knowingly, but Mrs. Xu's smile was a bit stiff.
She thought with suspicion in her heart, could it be... Madam Fu had other plans for Cheng Wanmiao?
If that's the case, wouldn't the son be counting a game in vain? !
Mrs. Xu was distraught in her heart, and it was a little chaotic for a while, and suddenly there was a noise outside.
A maid rushed in panic and shouted, "Not good! Old lady, the lady fell into the water!"
"What?" Mrs. Fu stood up suddenly, her eyes suddenly dizzy!