Xu Jiang dropped a tea bowl. Yin Yin was startled and hurried forward to ask, "Sister, are you okay?"
"It's okay." Xu Jiang suppressed the panic in her heart and said soothingly, "My hand slipped and I couldn't catch it for a moment."
"Peace every year, peace every year." Yin Yin closed her eyes and bowed, muttering something, then took a broom to sweep up the debris.
"Be careful not to prick your foot."
"OK."
Xu Jiang patted his chest, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and then let out a breath.
I think it was because the weather was too hot and I was so hot that I lost control of my hands.
She also imitated Yin Yin, clasped her hands together and bowed, silently saying in her heart: Peace every year.
The two of them went out with tea, and Song Qiao had already explained to Hu Xu that Mr. Wen was looking for someone to draw the picture.
As Xu Jiang distributed tea, she asked, "How about this, Zhuchun, would you be willing to help Mr. Wen with his worries?"
Hu Xu leaned forward to take the tea and handed it to Song Qiao. "I'm afraid my painting skills are poor and won't be pleasing to Mr. Wen."
Hearing this, Xu Jiang couldn't help but roll her eyes. "Too modest is too arrogant. If your painting skills are considered poor, then the painter in the capital can just give up his brush."
Hu Xu smiled happily, with a look of contentment on his face.
After all, it was different. Xu Jiang was very relieved. She then stood up and took down the Xiangshan White Rib painting on the wall, rolled it up and handed it to Song Qiao. "Madam Song, give this painting to Mr. Wen. I guarantee he will be very happy."
Song Qiao was stunned and looked up at Hu Xu. Seeing Hu Xu nod at her, she suddenly felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.
Seeing her take the painting, Xu Jiang smiled lightly, then sat down and talked to the two of them about some matters related to publishing the book.
The three of them chatted over cups of wine, Yin Yin dozed off in the corner, and Liang Mo couldn't wait any longer and started carving on the slab sent by Hu Xu.
The sounds of idle chatter and the clatter of chisels compose a summer dream.
After noon, Guards Zhu and Xue arrived first, followed by Shopkeeper Wang. As soon as he arrived, the quiet place became lively.
Some were watering the fields, some were laying out straw mats, some were setting up tables. If there was anything missing, the neighbors would go back to their homes to look for it.
There were two banquets, with women sitting inside and men sitting outside. Liang Mo, Hu Xu and the shopkeeper Wang were responsible for entertaining the people outside, while Xu Jiang, Yin Yin and Song Qiao were responsible for entertaining the people inside. The neighbors were also very polite, and regardless of whether they were hosts or guests, they served food and distributed tea, and no one was empty-handed.
Some families even prepared their own food and wine, and let people taste them one by one. If they received a word of praise, their faces would be as bright as flowers.
Xu Jiang and Yin Yin were fed the most and were half full before the meal even started. Song Qiao was no exception. These women gathered together, shouting and laughing, and even the most unsociable person would be coaxed into saying a few words.
Xu Jiang quickly invited everyone to take a seat, and then called Liang Mo and Manager Wang from outside to bring iced fruits, tea, and snacks to the table.
This coolness surprised everyone present and they cherished it very much. For those who stayed at home and did not come, Xu Jiang prepared some for them to send back and enjoy together.
After the food was served and everyone had returned to their seats, Xu Jiang went out with tea and said respectfully, "We are all neighbors. There is no need for polite words. Please eat and drink to your heart's content. Don't be restrained. There will be plenty of food and iced drinks after you finish your drink."
Everyone picked up their bowls and responded, with words of thanks ringing in their ears.
Hu Xu is not arrogant and he gets along with everyone the same way he did before.
With him around, everyone became even more excited, joking and toasting each other without stopping. Among them, the most lively one was Shopkeeper Wang, who brought new wine. Since Hu Xu sat down at the table, the cup in front of him had never been empty.
This situation can be described as a scene where the whole room is shaded like an umbrella, with no one in formal attire, no top scholar to be seen, only the immortal in the wine.
Amidst the laughter, Xu Jiang nodded at Liang Mo and said, "Liang Mo, I'll leave this outside to you."
Liang Mo responded, "Don't worry, boss. I'll take care of it. It'll be fine." Just as he finished speaking, a bowl of wine was stuffed into his hand, and the neighbors began to toast him.
Xu Jiang laughed as she watched, but then felt a little regretful. If Zhaoyue were there, she wondered what the scene would be like.
He must have been drunk by now.
At this time, someone in the room also shouted: "Madam Xu, come quickly."
"Waiting for you."
Xu Jiang turned around and replied with a smile, "Hey, I'm here."
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Lou Yunchun used his sheath to block Wei Yinuo's blade, then took two steps back and drew his sword to confront him.
The sergeant stepped forward and deflected Wei Yinuo's knife, then grabbed his shoulder and shouted, "Captain Wei, you're crazy! Do you know what you're doing?"
Wei Yinuo's soldiers came together and surrounded Lou Yunchun and the sergeant's men.
Lou Yunchun looked around, then raised his voice and asked Wei Yinuo, "Wei Yinuo, is this your personal idea, or is it the idea of the Xinquan Army?"
A dark cloud appeared in Wei Yinuo's eyes. The two subordinates beside him took a step forward, as if wanting to persuade him, but were glanced away by him.
Lou Yunchun looked at the other soldiers, and finally set his sights on a centurion. "You killed an imperial official? What? Are you, the Xinquan Army, really planning a rebellion?"
The centurion looked panicked and secretly cast his eyes at Wei Yinuo.
"Do you understand what treason is?" Lou Yunchun seized on his weakness and said slowly, "Treason is punishable by the death of all nine generations of your clan. Your life is not worth dying for, but the lives of your parents, wives, children, and brothers in your clan are also worthless."
As soon as these words were spoken, all the soldiers and guards of the Xinquan Army were terrified. They were only following orders and could not accept the accusation of treason.
The captain retorted, "Our Xinquan Army's loyalty to the imperial court is evident to all, and we have never considered rebellion. Your Excellency, please be careful with your words."
"Never thought of rebellion?" Lou Yunchun sneered, then shouted angrily: "Then what are you doing now!"
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