Her voice was soft and her eyes were charming. She didn't have the dignity of a noble concubine, only the gentleness of a common girl remained. This Nangong Chu also had the depression of an ordinary woman, but it became more real when she saw her.
Xia Shang was surprised when he saw this. Normally, a woman would reveal her true feelings in front of those close to her, but this noble princess showed her tenderness in front of her. Her eyes that were as bright as the stars were not only weak, but also...
The deep resentment seems to want to be confided to others, and one can also see the many unknown stories behind this woman.
There was no one in the hall, and he looked around without saying anything. After a moment of silence, Nangong Chuxin slowly stood up, grabbed the hem of her skirt with one hand, and dragged the chair closer to Xia Shang with one hand.
There was nothing more than a two-foot-square carved sandalwood square table between the two of them. The two cups of tea on it were still warm, and the light heat tore into wisps of smoke lingering around their faces, carrying the fresh and pleasant fragrance of tea.
Xia Shang took a look and saw that the slender arms of the woman beside him were resting on the table, leaning over him, with a small look of resentment flashing in her eyes. She became more and more beautiful and charming in the scent of tea in front of him. Or maybe it was because of Mrs.
When I got off the bed, the evil fire in my body had not yet subsided, and now I was a little excited to see Nangong Chu.
"Master Xia..."
A slightly coquettish murmur almost took away Xia Shang's soul. During the words, a little bit of his fragrant tongue was exposed, and it gently slid across the more fragrant lips, leaving a shallow water stain, which made the red lips
Rouge looks more dewy.
Xia Shang was dumbfounded and couldn't think of why she was like this. He just felt that the so-called famous courtesans were only one in ten million in front of this woman. Her every frown and smile carried a strange temptation. Coupled with her status as a princess, she added
A seductive and conquering flavor.
However, Xia Shang was absent-minded for only a moment. After regaining consciousness, he smiled and asked: "Princess, are you testing Xia's determination?"
Nangong Chuxin smiled, and her weakness disappeared in an instant, leaving only the princess's indifference and calmness, and a little bit of teasing mentality: "Look at how scared Mr. Xia is, do you really think I came here just to talk to Mr. Xia?"
"Why exactly?"
Nangong Chuxin took out an invitation and handed it to Xia Shang: "Five days from now, the prince's 40th birthday party will be held. I hope Mr. Xia can attend."
The invitation was exquisite, so Xia Shangshao looked it over: "Can I trouble the princess to come in person for this matter?"
"The prince also wants to ensure that Mr. Xia can arrive. With Mr. Xia's character, if someone from the palace comes to invite him, I'm afraid Mr. Xia won't even accept the invitation, right?"
"What did the princess say? What is the identity of the prince? How can Xia, a commoner, refuse the prince's invitation? Since the invitation was personally sent by the princess, Xia must attend the appointment on time."
After saying that, Xia Shang stood up and clasped his fists, as if to see off his guests.
Nangong Chu stood up knowingly, smiled faintly, but before leaving, he said quietly: "On the day of the birthday banquet, I will see you in the small pavilion of Meiyuan. It is just the young master and me, and there is no one else."
What does this mean?
Nangong Chuxin left, Xia Shang thought hard but couldn't find an answer.
Before the previous matters were sorted out, suddenly another servant came to report, and another guest came.
When I asked about his origin, he turned out to be a clerk from the Zhu Family Bookstore. He also had an invitation in his hand, and there was also a bicycle frame waiting outside the house. This time he wanted to invite Xia Shang to visit the house.
Xia Shang accepted the invitation and saw that the time was today, so he got on the carriage without any further questions.
"Dream of Red Mansions" has come to an end. Xia Shang has been so busy recently that he has put aside the ending, which has caused complaints from book fans in Yangzhou. The amount of previous crowdfunding has been getting higher and higher. If you want to see the next chapter, there is no way.
It is impossible to accumulate more than a hundred thousand taels of silver.
In fact, the creation of "Dream of Red Mansions" is the main source of income for the Xia family. Zhu Jindou's bookshop is good and very efficient. It is the most important part of the communication channel of "Dream of Red Mansions", so he cannot lose such an important partner.
So no matter what the reason is, Zhu Jindou’s invitation is to go.
After running all the way to Yangzhou City, the carriage did not go to the Zhu Family Bookstore, but directly to the Zhu Family Mansion.
The old Zhu family is a well-known large family in the entire Jiangnan, and its wealth is far beyond that of today's Xia merchants. The Zhu family's mansion is even more magnificent. The plaque in front of the door is made of pure gold, weighing more than a hundred catties.
, it must be guarded day and night by more than a dozen servants, for fear of being stolen.
Even Prince Yong's Mansion cannot compare to the grandeur of the house. One house occupies an entire street, so there is a Zhujia Street in Yangzhou City.
Xia Shang watched and praised all the way. This time he saw the real life of a woman. Just by going to the guest room, Xia Shang met hundreds of servants, and this was just the tip of the iceberg.
Xia Shang was sent all the way to the living room to sit down. The servants said that their master would arrive soon.
Xia Shang ignored it and looked around, surprised in his heart: "That little fat guy is so rich?"
The name on the previous invitation was Zhu Jindou, so today's trip will not be simple.
Because Zhu Jindou is not temperamental enough to create such ostentation, nor is he such a rigorous person. Therefore, this invitation must have been sent by someone else under the guise of Zhu Jindou.
But Xia Shang did not back down, because there was only one person who could post this, and that was Zhu Jindou's father, Zhu Wanyuan, the largest landowner in the world.
Xia Shang didn't know much about this person, but he was also curious about what kind of person could create such a big family business?
As for whether Zhu Wanyuan invited him here? What was Zhu Wanyuan's purpose? Xia Shang didn't care.
But what Xia Shang didn't expect was that the person who came in next was not Zhu Wanyuan, but three well-dressed scholars with oily hair and pink faces. Their clothes were elegant and their manners were free and easy, which was completely different from the dress of Xia Shang's businessmen.
Looking at the seats in the living room, there are exactly four stools in the guest seats.
The three of them entered the hall and didn't speak to each other. They just sat down and closed their eyes, as if waiting for something...
Not long after, a large version of Zhu Jindou walked in. He was two circles fatter than Zhu Jindou. On his chest was a pure gold pig sign that was several times larger than Zhu Jindou's. There was only a thin slit on his face to squeeze his eyes.
, the gold teeth are still stained, and they look a bit rustic.
But when they saw this person, the three people in the room all stood up and saluted, and said one after another: "Master Zhu."
Is this Zhu Wanyuan?
Xia Shang was wondering when he heard someone around him sneer: "Why don't you get up and salute Mr. Zhu when you see him?"
After saying that, he looked disdainful as if he didn't care about a fool like Xia Shang.
Xia Shang didn't say anything, and looked back at him with the same stupid look, which made the other party feel bitter.
The other party was angry and was about to speak, but the visitor had already arrived in the hall and pressed his hands down: "Everyone, please be quiet. I, Zhu Wanyuan, invite you here today to discuss an issue that has not been concluded so far."
"Master Zhu, please speak."
"Who wrote "Dream of Red Mansions"? I believe that people all over Yangzhou and even the whole world are interested in it, but it is still a mystery, so..."
Before Zhu Wanyuan finished speaking, someone in the hall interrupted: "What else can be argued about this matter? Everyone knows that "A Dream of Red Mansions" was written by me, Cao Xueqin!"
"Bah! I am Cao Xueqin, and I wrote "Dream of Red Mansions"."
"You shameless villains, the Cao Xueqin who wrote "Dream of Red Mansions" is clearly me!" (To be continued)