Chapter 282 Mr. Pei's Visit
The carriage stopped in front of the Sixth Princess's Mansion, and Pei Xueqiao's attendant Zhi Mo came forward and knocked on the door.
The doorman, Old Fangtou, came out and took a look. He then bowed respectfully and said:
"My son is Pei Xueqiao. He sent me a visiting card yesterday. Please let me know, old man."
As he spoke, Zhi Mo quietly handed over ten taels of silver, holding it with his palm backwards, without showing any sign on his face.
The old man quickly pushed it away and said, "You're too polite. It's just a notification. It's not worth it."
"Hey, I'm inviting you to tea, so please don't refuse."
Saying the right thing to the right person is the most basic quality of a doorman in your residence.
How could Old Fang not understand? He just had no chance to put it into practice.
Who is Pei Xueqiao? He is the prime minister's legitimate son and a top scholar. Now he has been promoted from the Hanlin Academy to the Six Departments. He has a bright future.
I declined two or three times, saying only nice things.
But the other party insisted, so he could only accept it reluctantly, and then asked his nephew to quickly pass the message to the backyard and run there!
Soon, the message was received and the door was opened to invite people in.
Pei Xueqi looked straight ahead as the manager of the front yard led the way in front. After passing the front yard, Miss Mo Yi took over.
"Miss Mo Yi is well."
"Mr. Pei is well."
This was no ordinary maid, and they would always have some interactions during the disaster relief mission, so she greeted her.
Mo Yi's expression was cold, with an aloof smile on his lips. He responded with one sentence and said nothing more.
After Sui Mo returned from the Prime Minister's Mansion, he secretly told them about the attitude of the mistress of the Pei family.
Haha, it’s only because Your Highness still wants to keep this man to earn money, otherwise he would have to criticize Master Jiang Tang.
What happened to the prime minister's legitimate son? What happened to his promising future? Was he coveting her highness?
Heh... tui!
If it hadn't had its owner, it would have died in the flood.
Walking all the way to the main hall, Pei Xueqi stood outside the threshold and glanced inside, he was stunned on the spot.
The Sixth Princess was reclining on the rosewood couch by the window in the hall, her body sunk deep into the autumn-fragrance colored flowing cloud brocade hidden bag, looking lazy.
The morning light shines through the window lattice, dimly outlining her figure.
Her black hair was not combed carefully, but was loosely tied into a bun, leaning to one side, with a red gold and kingfisher feather hairpin adorning the bun.
The tassels are as thin as gossamer, decorated with pearls the size of rice grains, and a few strands of black hair casually hang down the neck and cheeks.
She was wearing a light red single-silk shirt, which was loose, thin, and looked like smoke and clouds.
A light honey-colored gauze long skirt could be faintly seen from the inside, and it was piled on the couch as light as if it were nothing.
The folds of her skirt were as if covered with a layer of light golden autumn morning mist.
A plain white silk belt was tied loosely around her waist, giving her no sense of restraint at all.
The makeup on her face was very light, with only a thin and even layer of powder, revealing the skin's natural luster.
There was some light red lipstick on her lips, as light as the first blooming cherry blossoms.
Pei Xueqiao was stunned.
Outside the window, the osmanthus trees rustled, and the newly opened golden stamens floated down slowly in the breeze through the half-open carved window lattice.
One of them was nestled squarely in a loose fold of her light gauze skirt.
That delicate bright yellow, dotted in the smoky honey color, becomes the most casual and vivid footnote in this lazy painting.
His fingers trembled slightly, and he wished he was holding a paintbrush at this moment so that he could paint the beautiful figure.
Zhimo, who was standing outside the door with his hands hanging down, rolled his eyes quietly. What kind of person is his son?
I've seen many noble ladies and talented women at various banquets and literary gatherings before, but I've never seen him treat anyone like this.
After all, the person opposite him was the Sixth Princess. He was about to warn her when a light cough was heard in the hall.
Looking up, I saw an old lady.
She was wearing a dark blue round-necked, narrow-sleeved shirt, and a ivory-white silk undershirt could be seen under the gauze dress.
The words "Si Zan" are embroidered on the gilded fish talisman bag under the skirt, and two jade rings are hung from the belt around the waist.
It was the governess Liu Suxin, who was specially invited by Sui Mo.
Although the restrictions on men and women were much more relaxed during the Taiwei period, one was an unmarried princess and the other was the prime minister's legitimate son, so they still had to be cautious in their relationship.
It is not the style of the Sixth Princess's Mansion to not use a ready-made person, so they invited a nanny.
Liu Suxin experienced what it meant to be grateful for what one has received and to be soft-handed when receiving what one has received.
I've been treated to delicious food and drinks these past few days, but you didn't even show up when I asked you to. That's really unkind of you.
The princess's mansion was making autumn clothes. Although Qin Zhaoyue said he was a bit stingy, he never skimped on the expenses in this regard.
After the Mo Group arrived, 80% of the people in the mansion were women. What's wrong with making a few sets of clothes during the change of seasons?
Qin Zhaoyue agreed with a wave of her hand. Anyway, she had Sui Mo to help her with the accounts, so she would not be fooled by others.
There is plenty of material in the warehouse, including the reward from His Majesty last time. Everyone in the inner courtyard received two sets.
That’s not all, even Liu Suxin, who was temporarily staying in the mansion, was included.
Even if she refused, she was no match for the former Qingluan Guard. He measured her size in a few seconds and she was "forced" to accept it.
However, when meeting a foreign guest, Liu Suxin did not wear new clothes, but chose the same outfit she wore when she left the palace.
Pei Xueqiao came back to his senses and took a look at the old nanny. Her demeanor and dress showed that she was from the palace.
Liu Suxin finished coughing and calmly bowed, "Your Highness, I have caught a cold."
"It's okay, Ma'am, you still have to take care of yourself."
"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness."
At this moment, Qin Zhaoyue turned around inadvertently and saw the person at the door. He quickly stood up from the couch and said, "Mr. Pei is here."
Pei Xueqiao collected his thoughts and realized that it was the nanny who was warning him.
He bowed and was invited to take a seat.
The two of them sat as host and guest respectively. Pei Xueqi realized that he had been exposed before, so he hurriedly took out the test questions he had prepared overnight.
"Sixth Prince, this is the policy paper topic I prepared, please review it.
If there are any deficiencies, we can discuss them face to face.”
Making friends through literature is something that cannot be faulted in any way.
Liu Suxin tried hard not to roll her eyes, thinking that there should be a limit to making up lies.
The former number one scholar discussing a policy essay with the Sixth Prince? What a joke.
But she was the only one in the audience who felt that she was just making a fuss, as the others had already witnessed Qin Zhaoyue's literary talent.
Let’s not talk about his poetic talent. After the three poems were published, Yinzhe and Suimo had never heard of any poet of the time who could surpass him.
The Sixth Prince is not unfamiliar with government affairs. He has demonstrated this many times during disaster relief efforts, so he should be able to write policy papers with ease.
Suimo took the test paper and handed it to Qin Zhaoyue, who read it carefully.
In fact, it just means that your eyes follow the question, and you pause from time to time as if thinking.
In fact, those words just slipped through my mind like running water without leaving any trace.
She couldn't understand anything... He was so nitpicky about the words that it was hard to understand.
Hey, I don’t know this word. How do you pronounce it and what does it mean?
Who cares? She doesn't have to take any exams, so she can read whatever she wants.
"Hmm." He nodded. "This is a good question."
Probably... The silly champion wouldn't just write something casually to fool her.
"Hmm?" He frowned slightly, as if he didn't quite understand.
After a while, I relaxed and understood it. Not bad, really great!
Almost there, right? I read at a moderate speed, paying attention to every word.
After about an incense stick of time, she put down the test paper...
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