The Possession of My Beloved

    However, King Huaiyang found that even if he was half asleep, the sweet scent of his breath still lingered... It was really annoying...

    So the official Cui Jiu spent the rest of his days in Qingzhou, and went out to visit friends all night long.

    On the day of the Poetry and Painting Tea Party, many luxurious carriages suddenly increased on the streets of Qingzhou, and mud curtains were also set up on both sides of the road.

    Miantang went out late, so she stood on the second floor of the inn, leaning on the railing and looking down, watching the carriages passing by.

    To be honest, although she was born in a famous family, she was a family of declining nobles, but she lived up to the false name of her ancestors, and never had a leisurely and prosperous life, wandering between tea parties.

    Now that she is married to a businessman, she can't even keep her official name.

    When my father was young, he experienced the wealth and honor of the Liu family when they were at their peak. .

    But what if he worked so hard all his life? In the end, he ended up being imprisoned and tortured to death.

      My sister, Miantang, is vulgar.

    This made Liu Miantang have a natural dislike for the days of those high-class families. Seeing that the carriages passing by downstairs were intricately carved, gilded and inlaid with treasures, and the young ladies who were looking at them were not envious when their heads were full of emeralds.

    Although the style of her carriage is simple, she is not living the life of ordinary people, but she feels more at ease when she is at her parents' home. The ladies can take part in the poetry and painting tea party leisurely, and she can go to the market to run her own business.

    Because it is a booth, Miantang does not want to dress too beautifully and cause unnecessary limelight.

    So she only wore a blue cloth skirt, wrapped her forehead and hair with blue cloth, and looked like she was able to do things.

    The little servant Mo Ru is very capable. The stall he chose is very lively, and the addition is at a fork in the road. Almost everyone who goes shopping will pass by this place.

    Mian Tang instructed the two wives to put the porcelain of his own shop on the table, and then let the shop assistant Guisheng from Zhenzhou provoked the "Jade Burning Porcelain Workshop" flags.

    Nowadays, she can be regarded as a doorway, and she can't blindly follow the route of high and low, so this time she also entered a batch of zodiac decorations and white porcelain.

    Mr. Chen has been eating pork cooked by Li's mother these days, but he has not seen the store open. Xu is ashamed. They are all different styles from other stores, and they are beautifully drawn and cute.

    For a while, these cute and unique styles attracted a lot of people to see.

    Miantang decided to take a walk around the amount of goods, so he let the guy shout buy one get one free, buy a pavement to get a small zodiac ornament, if you buy a whole set of plates, give the whole set zodiac sign.

    For a while, many adults with children came to buy the floor. One is that the full belly is very big, and it looks like a good fit, so I bought it back for the children to save coins for, and the other is that the little zodiac sign also attracts the children's likes.

    There are even collectors who buy plates for that whole set of little zodiac signs.

    Miantang and her two mother-in-law were busy wrapping the sold sheets and plates in yellow paper, and then wrapping them with straw ropes so that customers could carry them around. They were very busy.

     Until noon, most of the people shopping in the street were looking for a place to eat, and the street was a little deserted.

    Miantang wiped the sweat from her forehead, but she didn't care to eat the braised pork pancakes bought by Li's mother, and counted the money in the money box with great interest. By the way, string the money into strings with a thin string.

    It's a good feeling to watch the cash drawer gradually fill up. The taste of counting money is more fragrant than eating...

    But at this moment, suddenly another customer came to the booth.

    Mian Tang's out-of-the-way vision swept a guest, and hurriedly put the money box and got up to greet him.

    But the smile on her face gradually solidified after seeing the person who came.

    The person who came was not someone else, it was the "concubine" son Tzuyu that Mama Li said. He was still handsome and had a sad look in his eyes. Behind him, there were five or six followers, who looked very unusual.

    Miantang was deeply shocked by the boldness of this young man. Even if she really had something to do with him in the past, as a "concubine", he should be self-conscious, how could he be so embarrassed to look for him in broad daylight?

    At this moment, the young man stared at her and said with a distressed look: "Miantang, you left me just to live like this?"

    Listening to what he meant, he looked down on the businessman very much. Could it be that he felt that he was from a better family than the businessman, so he taunted her?

    Hearing this, Miantang lost her anger and said with a pair of charming eyes: "What's wrong with such a day? You have a house to live in, you have meat to eat, and every penny earned is worth every penny. It's clean, where did you attract the son's eyes?"

    Being so mocked by her, the young master suddenly showed a painful expression and said slowly: "...Indeed, you have always longed for such a day... But, you just follow that man so casually. pass?"

     Crap, your parents died early, and no one taught you the rules of life?"

    At this moment, a long-bearded entourage next to the young master couldn't help it and shouted in a low voice, "Liu Miantang, how dare you talk to your grandfather like that!"

      If you talk like this, it's your master, not mine. If you dare to talk about it, I'll save a toilet bowl of pickled glutinous rice next time and throw it in front of you! Guisheng! Use a broom to sweep the stall. Sweep, what is dirty and smelly on the ground, how will you welcome guests for a while?"

    That's called Guisheng's chores. Seeing that the owner's wife doesn't want to see these people, she waved a broom like a tiger and shouted unceremoniously: "Get up! Get up! Mozhan dirty our owner's booth!"

    The guards behind Mr. Ziyu were obviously very arrogant. Seeing Miantang being so rude, they were so angry that they rushed forward to reason with her.

    But Master Ziyu turned pale, stopped them immediately, and said to Miantang: "Since you don't want to see me, I will naturally not disturb you in the future, but you must know that I You have always been the only one in my heart, it was you who misunderstood me and Yun Niang..."

    Miantang didn't have the heart to listen to what he said at all, and just nervously looked at whether the face of Li's mother was stained with black paint.

    What **** son came to seduce again today, what if these shameless words were taught to her husband by Mama Li?

    Looking at this, Mama Li's expression is really strange, and she keeps wandering around the son of Ziyu, maybe she is choreographing some adultery in her rigid mind!

    Miantang was like a mourning concubine, and said impatiently: "You can go with whoever you like, and I don't care what I do! Don't hurry up, I don't want to see you again in my life!"

    She said these words more decisively than when she left the mountain a year ago, and the lips of the elegant young man were trembling slightly.

    He had pale lips, as if he wanted to say something, and finally turned and left.

    Miantang felt heartache for no reason, looking at Ziyu's back, there seemed to be some sadness in her heart crawling up...

      Xianggong, you ignore me, I really deserve it...

    But there is no room for her thinking.

    Soon after the group of people left, the people on the street suddenly started screaming and jumping up, as if someone was fighting in front of them. It was very chaotic, and from time to time, the stalls were knocked over by people who escaped.

      In the box, so that the donkey cart can be loaded.

    When Miantang finally returned to the inn, there were still people on the first floor of the inn chatting. I heard that a lot of people died on the street just now, and blood splattered all over the floor.

    While listening to her ear for a while, she nimbly checked whether there was any damage to her china.

    When the point was finished, and the money box was firmly in her arms, she let out a long breath: "My darling, the streets of Qingzhou are really messy... By the way, Mama Li, where did Xianggong go to meet friends? Could there be a riot in the street?"

    Mother Li is also paralyzed. Fang Caimiantang urged them to load the goods, and one of the boxes hit her foot. Now it hurts so badly, she can only rub while saying: "The owner is out of the city to visit friends, it should be fine..."

    Miantang breathed a sigh of relief, and asked his friend Guisheng to call Lang Zhongjie, while Li's mother looked at her feet, and thought: the city is so noisy, the city gate will be closed early and curfew, I don't know Where will my husband spend the night tonight.

    She expected it well, that night, Cui Jiu did not come back.

    However, the difference from Miantang's imagination of the guest living in the countryside and living in a poor house for one night is that the King of Huaiyang was on a gorgeous painting boat outside the city at this time, accompanied by his mother and invited. The family members of the princes who came here went on a cruise on the lake.

    When the concubine arrived in Qingzhou with her future daughter-in-law Lian Lilan, she had already missed the start of the tea party. The King of Huaiyang was so filial that he didn't even attend the tea party. He went out of the city to greet his mother, and took some of his mother's handkerchiefs along with him to visit the famous Yingricai Lake in Qingzhou.