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298, businesswoman choose a mate

Unfortunately, I rarely eat rice. Since the staple food in the southern land is mainly rice, those rice has been kept for breeding water chestnuts.

Ruicai ordered all the basket of water chestnuts, and then picked another basket of green and red water chestnuts. Xiaoxiao bought a bag of chicken head rice. Seeing the green and cute lotus pods on the boat, he picked more than a dozen branches into bunches and held them in his hand.

The basket and cloth bag were sent to the carriage by the girl, and the two friends took a walk along the lake.

"Are there any man you like at the blind date and flower banquet these days?" Xiaoxiao turned his head and asked.

Ruicai did not blush and said seriously: "I just feel that those people are childish and spoiled by their families. If they leave home for three days, they are afraid that they will be like a clam left with the shell, and a few grains of sand will make their heads bleed."

"No businessmen nowadays have rich experiences at a young age. If they have been tempered, even the sharpest sand can be ground into shining pearls." Xiaoxiao also said seriously.

Ruicai also thinks it makes sense.

"Are you determined to find him from the children of the business?" Xiaoxiao didn't know what to call the future man, and it was too early to say that his husband and fiancé were. As for the ancient "boyfriend", Xiaoxiao couldn't find accurate alternative words for a while. After thinking about it, he used the "him" who "look for him from all over the world".

It is no exaggeration to say that women’s blind dates were repeated in a thousand ways. Naturally, they were cautious and cautious in their lives.

"We are the children of merchants, so we will never be able to break out of the business district in this life." Ruicai said in a plain tone, thinking that these are just things to do: "I never believe in any marriage between officials and businessmen. Those officials only value our money, and they still look down on businessmen in their bones."

"There are still many industries outside of politics and business." Xiaoxiao looked at the green lotus pod in his hand, and his tone felt pale: "For example, painter? musician?"

"Those people are too erratic." Although Ruicai adjusts zithers and learns paintings, he does not think that these things can serve as the whole of life. "It is better to marry a farmer or a craftsman than to float in the sky, at least to be down-to-earth."

Xiaoxiao remembered that Xizi came. She had an appointment when she went shopping today, saying that she had made an appointment with the painters of the Sicun Painting Association to discuss paintings by the Twelve Springs. She also wanted to call Xiaoxiao and Ruicai to come together, and then she would recite poems and enjoy paintings with those literati, and she would like to drink water and drink.

Later, in Ruicai had already made an appointment with his master to go to the team to listen to the piano, and the three of them then came to take action separately.

"Xizi has been very close to those painters recently." Ruicai said unintentionally.

Xiaoxiao didn't know what to answer for a moment.

"I'm just curious, who accompanied Xizi in the Wen family? She can't go to the painting meeting alone, a girl."

"It seems that every time it's a brother." Xiaoxiao didn't think of this layer. In theory, with the delicate and delicate heart of Wen Zhi, how could he not see what Xizi was thinking?

Finally, Ruicai said, "I really don't know what that young master of the hall thinks."

"I heard from Xizi that I have also painted since elementary school, so I probably have a sense of mutual appreciation for those painters." Xiaoxiao remembered that my brother's skillful hands made a mane with vivid mane, and it turns out that he also has an artistic foundation.

Ruicai frowned: "If you have learned painting, you should know that painting is not easy. You have no things in your body and only painting skills. There is no foundation in our dynasty. Even if you sell a lot of paintings, it is just a reluctance to others. If you want to become everyone, it is almost impossible."

Smile for a while and said nothing.

"If the daughter of a small businessman is married to a painter, it would be a good story. However, the Wen family, although not one of the top merchants in Kyoto, can still rank in the top ten. Now the empress dowager writes a plaque himself, and her identity is different from the past. Xizi... This is a wonderful person like the pearl of Kyoto, and some things are probably even more difficult," Ruicai looked at the pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water on the lake, turned around and looked at and smiled: "Like your uncle halfway through the mountain, he was a valley in the past! Speaking of which, he made a living by calligraphy and painting, but he also accepted many students who came here. Most of the students still have identities, and they are always reluctant to see the teacher live in poverty. What's more, there is your uncle from the Hanlin Academy."

Xiaoxiao looked at Ruicai with admiration: "Ha, you know more than I do!"

"Since I learned that your grandfather is the old Mr. Lanxigu, you can guess other guesses!" Ruicai smiled.

"Okay, let's guess here, Xizi may not have these ideas at all!" Xiaoxiao looked at the group of wild ducks swimming naughtyly in the lake, and silly disturbed the mandarin duck's good dream.

"This is better." Ruicai said slowly.

The two girls were talking and returned to the carriage. The next stop was to go to Master Ruicai Guzheng's musical instrument team to listen to the piano.

"You have worshipped several Guzheng masters. Which instrument team are we going to this time?" Xiaoxiao asked.

When talking about his master, Ruicai looked proud: "Of course he was the master I just worshipped a while ago! If it weren't for Master Meng, my zither art wouldn't have improved so quickly."

Master Meng is Meng Liuyue, the most famous Guzheng musician in this dynasty.

Ruicai spent half an hour to learn zither with him, and it was a little expensive. After learning a class, it was equivalent to half a year for others to teach him.

When Xiaoxiao thought of this, she suddenly wanted to refute Ruicai's words: "If you take a musician like Master Meng as an example, it would be considered as having no foundation?" As she said that, she added, "I blame me for being rude."

Ruicai was not annoyed. He thought about it carefully before saying, "After all, 'Last Night Dongfeng' is different from other musical instrument teams. It was awarded by the emperor. If a painter's painting in Sicun Painting Club was also awarded by the emperor, he would naturally be worth a hundred times. Maybe many high-ranking officials and scholars would come to ask for painting!"

"You said just now, the east wind last night?" Xiaoxiao was stunned.

"Yes, it's Gong Basheng's instrument team." Ruicai still couldn't believe that he could actually become the apprentice of a musician in Gong Basheng's instrument team.

"Does Meng Liuyue, Gong Basheng and others belong to the same musical instrument team?" Xiaoxiao considered himself ignorant and used to think that these famous musicians each had their own team.

"They are all fellow brothers." Ruicai also felt that the collection of so many magical musicians in a musical instrument team was a bit dreamy and unreal.

Xiaoxiao looked at the lotus pod in Biqing in his hand. Are you going to see Gong Basheng now?

"Most of them are playing, Zhen Siseng, Gu Qixian, Meng Liuyue, Gong Basheng, just sit alone in the formation." Ruicai's tone was full of honor.

"Who is in the formation today?" Xiaoxiao thought of Xuan Zhen's seven sons for no reason.

"It's probably Gu Qixian, his piano is the best."

"Tingqin's tickets should not be cheap, right?" Xiaoxiao asked. He had heard of "eight sounds and ten taels of gold" before.

"I promised today that I'll invite you to listen to the Qin, and you'll invite me next time." Ruicai smiled mysteriously and quietly leaned into Xiaoxiao's ear: "Feng Heyuan gave it to me."

When did Wei Ziyuan give the garden to the Skinny Horse? Then he gave it to his daughter?

"It was my grandmother who made the decision. I will give it to me now. I will follow my arrangements any way I want." Ruicai couldn't see much excitement in his eyes.

"You have become a rich woman now!" Xiaoxiao was happier than Ruicai, "No matter who lived there! I gave it to you, it's yours!"

Ruicai nodded: "I haven't figured out what to do yet. If you need it, you can lend it to you first."

"Oh, there is another garden for filming!" Xiaoxiao was in a great mood and patted Ruicai's hand, "I won't use yours in vain. I will pay you the rent every time I use it!"

"You're so disgusted."
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