The leisurely sounds like water, sometimes it is as relaxed as a flowing spring, sometimes it is as rapid as a waterfall, sometimes it is as crisp as a pearl falling on a jade plate, sometimes it is as low as a whisper.

Zhu Rong was fascinated by hearing this.

After a song, Zhu Rong praised: "Lan Xi, your piano skills have improved again. If you go by in your life, you will definitely become a great person."

Zhu Lanxi looked happy, but she still said modestly: "Brother, how can you say it well!"

Zhu Rongqu said a little depressedly: "You will get married in more than two months, and you will no longer hear this wonderful sound of the piano."

Zhu Lanxi's face was a little flushed, but she was so embarrassed that she couldn't say that she was much better than before when she mentioned the marriage: "Brother, I will come back from time to time."

"You don't live at home when you come back!"

Chunlan covered her mouth and smiled: "Uncle, who can always go home after getting married?"

Zhu Lanxi smiled and said, "I will definitely go home to stay with my mother in the future, but I am afraid that you will not be at home by then."

Master Zhu is preparing to let Zhu Rong go out. As for when, it has not been decided yet.

The Winter Solstice sings outside, saying, "Girl, the Wu family has sent a basket of pomegranates and some fur."

Since the two families got engaged, the Wu family has given her things every now and then. Even Wu Zhengxiao often asked someone to bring things from Tongcheng.

Zhu Rong originally had a lot of complaints about this marriage, and felt that it was really aggrieved to promise Wu Zhengxiao that his sister, like a fairy-like figure, was very aggrieved. However, after getting another Baojun sent by Wu Zhengxiao, his attitude changed.

After the things were moved in, Zhu Rong smiled and said, "Look at what fur I sent?"

Liaodong has a lot of fur, but good skins are still priceless. For example, the few marten furs placed in the box are good things that cannot be bought even if you have money.

Zhu Rong couldn't help but nodded and said, "The marten fur in Liaodong is just right for you to make a fur clothes. Well, this guy is pretty considerate."

Lan Xi’s thoughts are in the letter in the hands of the Winter Solstice.

Zhu Rong saw that Lan Xi was absent-minded and went out with a smile.

After receiving the letter, Lanxi quickly opened it. After reading it, she couldn't help laughing: "This is really..."

Chunlan said with a slight interest: "Girl, I wonder what my son-in-law said in the letter?"

Lan Xi said with a funny look: "He said Qingshu had fine wine in his hand, so he asked me to help him ask for two jars."

"Miss Lin has good wine in her hand? Why haven't I heard of this before?"

Lan Xi folded the letter and put it back in the envelope and put it away: "I remember that I will go there in the future, and then we will go there."

Chunlan was a little surprised: "My son-in-law wants Miss Lin's wine, won't he ask for it himself?"

Lan Xi shook her head and said, "It's not ordinary wine, it's said that it's a hundred-year-old daughter, Hong, and it's particularly precious. Qingshu probably doesn't have much in his hands, so he might not be able to get it even if he wants it."

Chunlan was so shocked that she lowered her voice and said, "Is the hundred-year-old daughter Hong true or false? If this is true, the threshold of the Gu family would not be broken?"

I don’t know how many people like fine wine. Even if his master and his uncle know the news, they will be itchy and want to get a jar.

Lan Xi nodded and said, "Qingshu has sent two jars of wine to the Duke and Yi An before. I think this matter should be true."

"The girl has to ask Miss Lin for two more jars, otherwise the master and the uncle will not be able to protect the wine when they know it."

Zhu Lanxi laughed and scolded: "You are a cabbage in front of your century-old daughter Hong, so you have as much as you want!"

But this was the first time Wu Zhengxiao begged her, so she decided to come to ask Qingshu.

On the day of her retreat in Qingshu, Lan Xi went to Yude Lane to find her.

Yude Lane is very close to the private school where the Ministry of Rites and An An is located, so the family of three moved here to live.

When Lan Xi saw Qingshu, she pulled her into the house.

"What's so mysterious?"

Lan Xi lowered her voice and asked, "Qingshu, do you have a hundred-year-old daughter in your hand?"

Qingshu smiled and asked, "You don't drink, why do you ask me for this?"

"Zhengxiao heard that your daughter Hong has a hundred years old, and wanted me to ask you for two jars." Zhu Lanxi said: "Qingshu, if you add makeup this time, don't give me jewelry paintings. Is it okay to give me two jars of daughter Hong?"

Qingshu was so amused and laughed: "Where is someone who wants to add makeup?"

Lan Xi knew there was a chance when she saw her like this: "So you really have a hundred-year-old daughter?"

"Well, there are a few jars. I was originally going to give them to my godfather and elder brother. If you want them, just give them two jars to you." Qingshu whispered: "But I'll give this wine to you when I add makeup."

"Why can't I give it to me now?"

Qingshu pursed her lips and said, "Now your family will know about it, you can't save this wine."

Zhu Lanxi didn't think much about it and said, "How come it can't be saved? The things are in my hands, and no one dares to make an idea."

"If you don't believe it, let's try it. I'll give you a jar first, and I'll give you a jar when I add makeup."

Lan Xi has no objection.

Qingshu asked, "Did the third brother tell you in the letter, when will he come back?"

"I said I would come back at the end of next month, and I also said that the Duke might come back."

When he said this, his little face turned red.

Qingshu sighed a little emotion: "I didn't expect that you were the first of the six of us to marry. Maybe we will all be upgraded to become aunts next year."

Lan Xi pinched Qingshu shyly: "You are going to get married next year, I'm just a year ahead of you. Maybe you will be a mother before me!"

After having dinner at Gu's house, Lan Xi brought a jar of fine wine back.

When she got home, she happened to meet Mr. Zhu: "Dad, why did you come back so early today?"

Master Zhu smiled and said, "I'm back when I have nothing to do."

Princess Jiade had some coughs these two days and was not relieved. When she saw that the yamen was fine, she came back quickly.

Seeing Chunlan holding a jar of wine in her hands, Master Zhu asked in surprise: "What is this?"

"Wine! Qingshu gave it."

Master Zhu was surprised and asked, "You don't drink, what did that child Qingshu give you wine?"

Many officials complained about Qingshu's appointment at the Ministry of Rites, but Master Zhu thought it was nothing. It was not that she was trying to become an official, but that the eldest princess was driven to the shelves. Moreover, the eldest princess was awarded the title of Duke Zhenguo for her military merits, and it was peaceful inside and outside at that time. Qingshu was just a small eighth-rank official who could influence what could it be.

Only incompetent people will suspect this and that. In fact, no women are the officials, they will also be fooled by life.

Zhu Lanxi never lies, let alone Master Zhu who asked this question, so she said frankly: "It was Zheng Xiao who asked me and Qingshu to ask for it. I will have someone to send the wine to the Duke's Mansion later."

Master Zhu became more and more surprised: "He doesn't want to ask Qingshu himself, so why do you still have to work hard?"

Zhu Lanxi smiled and said, "He was afraid that he would not give him any advice, so he begged me."
Chapter completed!