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The first thousand one hundred and ninety-eight chapters

Tomorrow is Lan Chun's birthday. For some reason, she took leave this year and wanted to go to her aunt's house. ⊙

Before leaving, her friend Hua Qing'er put on her beloved beads and agreed to make a snack to send to her tomorrow.

The next morning, Yang Dan hurriedly took a carriage to the John Jewelry Shop in Venice in Xifang City. After choosing for a long time, he caught a rectangular dark green velvet jewelry box. The surface texture of the box was complex and exquisite, and was embedded with a row of diamonds.

When you open the box, it is purple satin inside, with a rich aroma that is different from the light and pleasant things that China emphasizes.

These days, rough perfumes from Europe cannot be sold at all, so they are sprinkled on various products to increase the selling point. However, exquisite items such as jewelry are very popular, and Venetian merchants brought a large number of jewelry craftsmen.

After a hurry back, Yang Dan waited for Li’s mother to come out to buy breakfast, called the person over and handed over a piece of silver, "This is for you, please accept it."

Li's mother stretched out her right hand and pinched the silver, and said with a smile: "Young Master Yang, how is this good?"

"Nothing." Yang Dan took out the gift box again.

"Thank you." Li Ma squatted slightly and said with a smile: "What is the assignment for the young master? I will definitely live up to my mission."

"You handed this thing to your wife. I heard that today is Lan Chun's birthday, so I didn't have time to buy a gift." Yang Dan handed over the gift box. "Last night I saw her carrying pearls and jade. I happened to buy a foreign one a few days ago. As a result, my family didn't like foreign styles, so I naturally couldn't return it. Why not give it to Lan Chun and ask your wife to accept it for tens of millions."

"I understand." Li Ma thanked again, turned around and went home and said to Mrs. Leng: "Young Master Yang next door learned about the lady's birthday, so Baba went to buy the birthday gift, but she said she bought it early, and no one wanted it. Haha! But since it was bought by someone on purpose, we might as well not accept it."

"What birthday gift?" Mrs. Leng took it over and opened it. There was a string of crystal clear pearls inside. She uttered a roar and asked seriously: "Is this what Mr. Yang gave it to you personally?"

Li Mom nodded and said, "Yes, what's wrong?"

"Oh." Mrs. Leng said speechlessly: "How can we receive such a great gift for nothing? Go back quickly.

With the short hand, Li Ma said, "Where can I return what I gave? Wouldn't it be a shame for me to save me? I won't give it."

Mrs. Leng said angrily: "At such an old age, I don't know the importance of speaking. Then guess how much is this bead worth?"

"It's just a string of beads. Can you compare to the girls' jewelry?" Li Ma curled her lips, "It's only a few dozen taels of silver."

"Ten dozens of taels of silver?" Mrs. Leng became speechless. "Ten dozens of taels are far more than a dozen."

"Ah!" Li's mother was stunned and said in surprise: "It's worth so much money? It's a loss for the girl to get back a lot of pearl powder. I will benefit from it with my wife. No matter how rich the Xu family is, they can't waste the money like this!"

"The Xu family's beads are not that valuable. Oh, you don't understand if you say it." Mrs. Leng shook her head, "Pearls are divided into three or six. These are the best ones, and these are more expensive than gold. You said they are just old neighbors for many years. What kind of friendship does the Yang family have? Can you bear the heavy gift? No, please send them back to me quickly."

Li's mother also shook her head and took a piece of broken silver. If she returned it and did a mess of errands, would she still expect to be relied on next round? So she avoided a few steps, "This thing is too expensive. I dare not take it. If it falls on the ground and breaks it, I can't afford to sell it."

At this time, Lan Chun walked out of the bedroom, and Mrs. Leng handed the box to her. "Look, it's so great that it was delivered to her for no reason? Eighty percent of the weasels wish the chicken a happy New Year. They don't have a good intention."

"Don't say that." Lan Chun looked at the beads in the box, and his expression was calm. As one of the most popular four springs, some people sent treasures to her and smiled. Of course, they would not accept any of them from outsiders. Even so, for example, the birthday gifts given by Xu Hao and his wife, Xu Ye brothers and Lianyi over the years have accumulated, and it is estimated that it would be more than enough to buy a Venetian jewelry store.

He pinched the pearls with two fingers. Lan Chun first put them on his wrist and then hung them around his neck. It was not the string of beads that Qing'er wore for her to play with, but the regular pearl necklace. Each pearl was the same size as dozens, mixed with eight black pearls. It was not better than pearls produced in the east. What was rare was from thousands of miles away.

When Mrs. Leng and Ma Li looked at her again and again, they seemed to be unable to let go. Ma Li said, "It seems to be better than Miss Qing'er."

"Of course it's better." Mrs. Leng frowned. She was thinking about her birthday today. She couldn't bear to disappoint her, otherwise she would have to insist on sending her back.

"Apart from this heavy gift, do you have any explanation?" Lan Chun played for a while and put the necklace back into the box.

"No." Li Ma said.

"Okay, I like this string of beads very much and I can't bear to return them." Lan Chun smiled, "Since he dares to give it to me, I dare to accept it, and don't expect to thank you any gifts, just do it."

After saying that, Shi Shiran took the gift box and went back to the room, which made Li Ma and Mrs. Leng look at each other. Li Ma smiled and said, "After all, it's a girl, and an ordinary girl will definitely be called vain."

In fact, she really made a fuss. How could Lan Chun not understand that Yang Dan, a handsome young man from an official family, was just turning around in front of him for nothing? Of course, it is the so-called beautiful lady and gentleman. Lan Chun is extremely realistic in this regard. She grew up in the Xu family where the bells and ducks are in the food of the earth. How could she stand to marry an ordinary family?

Now Yang Dan's family background meets the conditions, looks, age, etc. are all suitable. Xu Ye, who is also the best candidate, has two wives. Xu Yu has shown mercy recently. None of the three sisters of the Chun generation are used as concubines for the young masters, so she can only turn her attention outside.

Everyone's thoughts were different. Yang Dan suddenly appeared and her eyes lit up. Of course, Lan Chun's age was more concerned about the love between the two people. He thought that today Yu'er and the others would come to write poems, but they wanted to see if he had real talents and knowledge. They must not be a big fool with gold and jade.

Outside the city, Xia Gui came to the city to pay homage to Li Yuan’s father and friends. He was not at home, so his eldest son Wang Xun came out to receive him.

Xia Gui realized that Wang Xun was not as intimate as before. He didn't know that it was Qin Yan who told the matter, but he thought that he had left the Xu Mansion.

After sitting for a while, he insisted on pulling Wang Xun to the next Li Mansion to find Li Xian. After meeting, he said, "Li Yuan is now on the road and no one is taking care of him. I ask your mansion to help you."

The Li Xian family, like Li Yuan, are both from Fujian. The family tree is also the same ancestor, and they are all inherited for more than 200 years and are considered to be people of the same surname that cannot be compared.

Li Xian was generous and said, "Brother, he doesn't need to spend a penny, just leave it to me."

"Brother Li really values ​​love and friendship." Xia Gui was waiting for his words and said goodbye with a smile.

After coming out, Wang Xun's face improved a little and said, "If you need anything, it's okay to say it."

Xia Guixin said that his family obviously no longer likes Li Yuan and me. If I want this and that, I will inevitably be looked down upon by his family and be regarded as beggars. Anyway, the Li family has taken over the responsibility, so it is better to ask you father and son to see my connections with me for the rest of the matter, so he smiled and said, "I know, if you need it, I will definitely come to my house."

"Yes." Wang Xun nodded and said, "I'll take the lead in today's poetry club gathering."

"Please." Xia Gui watched him leave with a smile, and thought about it and went to Xu Run's house.

Because he had not come for several months and left Xu's mansion, Xia Gui was a little uneasy. Mrs. Xu didn't say anything, but just asked a few questions lightly. Xia Gui proposed to borrow Mrs. Xu's pearl crown, jade belt, python clothes and jewelry.

Mrs. Xu said, "Yes. Even my things are not rare, don't laugh at me."

"No, no."

Xia Gui was happy and said for a long time. He came out to see Xu Run again, and Xu Run blamed him for Qin Yan's affairs. He was not as kind as before.

Qing'er came here to find Lan Chun and brought the rose cake he made himself, steamed with flour, and spread some raisins and other fruits on it. In short, the cake became an invention of the Ming Dynasty.

At noon, Lan Chun and Qing'er ate birthday noodles, moved out two rattan chairs, and lie under the jujube tree in the yard to chat.

Qing'er said: "The master and the young master both asked me to go to their poetry club. I don't want it. They are all men. Besides, Sister Yingchun's talent is obviously far better than me."

Lan Chun smiled and said, "You don't have to belittle yourself. Your writing and articles are much better than Sister Yingchun. She is better than poetry. If you are not happy, you won't go. When they see you as a woman, they will most likely look down on you. Why bother to humiliate yourself? Just ask them to sit in the well and watch the sky."

"Look at what you said." Qing'er stuck out her tongue, "I have always admired Young Master Yu's talent in calligraphy. His friends must be first-class celebrities."

"A group of pedantic scholars." Lan Chun looked leisurely, "Didn't you notice that the new people who are studying the Four Books and Five Classics are becoming more and more like people from two worlds? Fortunately, the court has not paid much attention to the eight-part articles in recent years, otherwise they would not be able to speak in the same way."

"I don't think so." Qing'er tilted her head, "The master proposed liberal arts and science, but I lacked interest in studying things and learning knowledge. I still like poetry, songs and essays. Those translated foreign poems read strangely and lack artistic conception is too pale."

While chatting, Lan Chun immediately stood up and said, "Let's climb the ladder and see the excitement over there."

The gap in the courtyard wall was repaired by the craftsmen sent by the Yang family. There were hexagonal holes on the top of the wall. The two women immediately worked together to bring a small ladder, leaned against the wall, and climbed up both of them.

I saw the party place in the yard. Xu Yu, who was facing him, could see clearly. A group of literary members sat around. In addition to Wang Xun and Li Xian, there were some people who didn't know each other.

The poetry club has been open for more than an hour, and a man with a beard is pointing fingers and saying, "I haven't learned the master's masterpiece yet. Please give me advice from Brother Yang."

Another middle-aged man said: "Brother Yang's poem was personally guided by Yang's cabinet. He has a family background. No matter how he writes it, it will be better than all of us."

"Don't make fun of it." Yang Dan stood up and smiled, "All the people here are all, what am I?"

Qing'er heard Lan Chun beside her sneer and said, "He knows how to be modest."

"Ah." Qing'er didn't understand and turned her head and asked, "Sister, who is he?"

"You are the young master of Lord Yang Pu." Lan Chun said, and explained again, "I have been a neighbor of my family for many years."

"Oh." Qing'er nodded in a vague way.

Lan Chun avoided the men's sight and said, "There is no first in literature. We have learned to write poetry and write lyrics from our aunt since childhood. Although it is not considered as entering the house, we also know that it is difficult to distinguish between poetry and lyrics. Apart from Yu'er, these people are not as well-educated as Mr. Sheng and others. Wang Xun, Li Xian, Xu Run and Xu Zun are all playboys. The young master of the Yang family is probably the same. He wants to take this opportunity to see how his poems are. I hope I won't disappoint me."
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