Tang Shiyue returned the gift with a smile: "Is it Mr. Meng? That's a strong statement."
Meng Shoucai didn't even dare to say anything, and Tang Shiyue didn't say much. He glanced at Meng Xianyang and said, "It's just a little quarrel. It's not a serious matter. It doesn't have to be like this."
Upon hearing this, Meng Shoucai thought she was dissatisfied, and his expression suddenly changed, and he bent down lower: "Master Tang, if you want to be beaten, you can beat me, if you want to be scolded, you can scold me, you are welcome. Even if you beat me to death, Meng
I will never say no even half a word."
He pointed to the back again: "Meng has prepared a small gift, and I would like to ask the head of the Tang family to accept it."
Tang Shiyue raised her eyebrows.
It seemed that Meng Yiqiu had told them something. If she let him go so lightly, they would probably not dare to leave.
Tang Shiyue thought for a moment and then said: "That's it. I'm short of iron now. You can help me find 200 kilograms of iron. That's it. There's no need for the ceremony."
After Meng Shoucai was stunned for a moment, he was overjoyed: "Mr. Tang is really happy! Don't worry, Mr. Tang! We will definitely help you handle it!"
"Thank you!" Tang Shiyue said with a cupped hand: "It's cold, please go back. My brother is not at home, so I won't invite you two to come in and serve tea."
Meng Shoucai didn't dare to say anything, and gave in twice more. When he saw that Tang Shiyue was really not ready to accept the gift, he handed over his hand and started to leave. Seeing that Meng Xuanyang was still dumbfounded, he dragged him up with one hand.
, and got on the carriage.
Meng Xanyang's head was numb and he stared at her blankly.
He thought she would ask him questions one by one, repeat what he said back then ten times and a hundred times, and tell him to bow his head... Unexpectedly, she didn't mention it at all.
Meng Xanyang murmured: "Just... let's forget it? Is this enough?"
Meng Shoucai felt distressed when he saw that his nose was so cold that two snot fell from his nose. He still had an angry look on his face: "What else do you want!"
He really hates that iron cannot become steel: "Look at Mr. Tang, a young lady, with such a mind and bearing! She responds with such calmness... Even if she has been in the lake for decades, it is nothing more than this! You still can't do it!"
Dare to offend her? You're really..." He was so stupid that he couldn't bear to say it.
As soon as they left, everyone gathered around them and asked questions.
Tang Shiyue joked with everyone for a while. As he was talking, he heard a string of bells ringing from far away, and a carriage with colorful tassels came speeding by and stopped slowly. Then, a man wearing a white robe with gold sprinkled on it came quickly.
The young master got off the carriage, holding a fan in his hand, his clothes and hair fluttering, and walked slowly through the snow.
It was no exaggeration at all. Tang Shiyue heard the sound of breathing around her.
Although this appearance is pretentious, I have to say that the artistic conception is very beautiful, especially the robe, which is simply sparkling and blinding.
This man's appearance is the kind of handsome man that is most in line with the aesthetics of this era.
She has fair skin, beautiful facial features, noble and elegant, and has a bookish air, which gives her a feeling of "although I have never met Pan Anweijie, but I guess he looks like this".
Although she looks a bit sissy in her eyes, she also understands very well why people in the world do this.
While everyone held their breath, the handsome man walked up to them. Tang Shiyue smiled lightly and held his hands in his hands: "Is it Er Shao Meng?"
This was the first time that Meng Yiqiu had seen such a calm girl after meeting him. He kept his expression calm, returned the gift with his hands, and said with a smile: "Mr. Tang, Meng is taking the liberty."
"You're welcome." Tang Shiyue said, "I saw Meng Xiyang's apology. As for your sincerity, you can come in and talk."
Crisp, calm and concise, not sloppy at all.
Meng Yiqiu looked at him with admiration: "Then I'll bother you."
So the two of them entered the door, and Meng Yiqiu's servant also came in carrying gifts. As soon as the door was closed, there was a bang at the door, and the discussion exploded like a spurt. One person said loudly: "This
It’s not like the gods are coming to take Mrs. Fu back to heaven!”
Tang Shiyue: "..."
Meng Yiqiu: "..."
Both of them felt a little embarrassed.
If this was a compliment, it was actually quite clever. It complimented both of them at once, but this person was serious and his words were full of worry. The people next to him were really frightened by him, and they all agreed and became worried together...
…This is very embarrassing.
Tang Shiyue took him directly into the main room and said, "I haven't had breakfast yet, have you eaten yet?"
Meng Yiqiu could never have imagined that this young lady would have such a style of painting. The wonderful thing was that even when she spoke such homely words, she was only easy-going and not rustic.
He then smiled and said: "Not yet, it seems I'm going to have a meal with Master Tang."
She asked: "Do you like sweet or salty?"
Meng Yiqiu coughed and said, "Isn't it salty?"
She waved to the outside, and Mrs. Ye brought the food, a basket full of deep-fried yellow dough sticks, four-color pickles, a bowl of sweet soy milk for her, and a bowl of salty tofu pudding for him.
So the two of them sat down to eat.
The combination of soy milk and fried dough sticks has occupied the Chinese breakfast table for hundreds of years, and it definitely has its own unique charm. After all, Meng Yiqiu is a relegated immortal, so he was a little uncomfortable at first. Seeing that Tang Shiyue was not shy at all, he gradually became more comfortable with it.
He let go and asked her: "What is this?"
Tang Shiyue said: "This is called fried dough sticks."
So the two people who met for the first time sat opposite each other and ate a simple breakfast. Then they talked to each other. Tang Shiyue made some homemade fruit tea and poured him a bowl: "Okay, let's start talking."
Meng Yiqiu: "..."
I don't know why, but from these few words, he heard the meaning of "You have already missed breakfast, don't you still want to miss lunch?"
In fact, Meng Yiqiu was not as calm as he appeared on the surface at this time.
When he first saw her, he felt that she looked like his aunt. As he sat closer to eat, the more he looked like her. When she finished pouring the tea, she raised her eyes and opened her long eyelashes, revealing her bright black eyes...
…It’s really similar.
Especially those peach blossom eyes with sharp corners and curled ends, they are exactly the same.
There are two people in the Meng family with such eyes. One is the imperial concubine Meng Hui, who is also his cousin, and the other is his biological aunt Meng Min. It is said that when Emperor Ming Yan was still in his residence, he had
It is said that the imperial concubine's "eyes hide her charm", which means that although her eyes are very charming, she hides her charm because of her "clear mind".
He had never seen a third person have that kind of indescribable charm. They were worthy of the Meng family's twin sisters who were admired by all the stars back then.
Of course Meng Yiqiu did not dare to mention the imperial concubine, but he still couldn't help but said: "Miss Tang, your appearance is very similar to that of my aunt at home."
Tang Shiyue raised her eyebrows: "Do you know Sheng Qi?"
Meng Yiqiu was stunned: "I know you."
She asked: "Is your aunt his sister's mother-in-law?"
"Yes." Meng Yiqiu was stunned: "He also said that?"
Tang Shiyue nodded. Meng Yiqiu finally regained some shrewdness from being led around by the nose: "Sheng Qi has been staying with you for a long time?"
She nodded, and Meng Yiqiu coughed: "The young master who was traveling with him..."
Tang Shiyue looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile. The look in her eyes that said nothing could suppress his words: "I'm sorry, I was presumptuous."
She pointed her finger at the table: "What is the purpose of the second young master's visit?"
This feeling of "can you stop talking nonsense and get to the point"!
Meng Yiqiu was speechless: "I, of course I came here for Yuefang."
He coughed twice and finally adjusted back to normal. He opened the fan with a swish and shook it: "Qiantang Mengshi..."
Tang Shiyue said: "I've checked it. No need to talk about this, just tell me how you want to cooperate?"
Meng Yiqiu couldn't help it anymore: "Miss Tang, do you have anything else to do?"
"I'm fine." Tang Shiyue said, "It's just that if we don't talk quickly, someone might come soon... That can't be said. I made a promise in advance that if anyone really comes to see me, I will bother Er Shao Meng."
When you move out, don't blame me for not treating you well."
Meng Yiqiu: "..."
From the time he was born until now, he has never been disliked to this extent!
Before he could mend his wounded beauty, he heard someone knocking on the door. Tang Shiyue said "Sure enough," she stood up and said, "Second Young Master, please go back first! Where do you live? I'll tell you another day."