Chapter 242 Blue Moon

The imperial edict has been issued, and the sound of the attack of all parties suddenly disappeared. Perhaps, those courtiers understand that the mind of the Lord in the palace will not change, just like the Fujian Road in the last year.

Even if there are all kinds of books, I don't regret the official's kindness to the madman.

However, in this confrontation, Yang Yanzhao completely offended a group of officials of the Ministry of Industry. Fortunately, Zhao Guangyi's oracle was suppressed, and the Ministry of Industry could only swallow this resentment. Five days later, he handed over the sketch of the construction of the Three Halls.

Of course, the cautious Yang Yanzhao was wary of this sketch. Although he couldn't understand it, the three disciples of the Taoist family transferred by Guo Huai came at the right time.

These three people do not seem to be below the level of the Ministry of Industry. In addition, a foreigner from the Ministry of Public Affairs sent by Lu Dorson, who is proficient in this technique, has actually modified more than a dozen times in one night. Looking at the drawings reincorporated into his hands are lifelike, and the structure of each part is clear and abnormal, Yang Yanzhao can't help but be overjoyed.

With the drawings, Yang Yanzhao took the 100,000 taels of silver from the household. Perhaps Xiang Minzhong had already greeted him and Bi Shi'an, so it was not only silver, but also the other party's affairs were not difficult.

Yang Yanzhao is very grateful for these, while Bi Shi'an, who has a gentle face, smiles and said that he is all doing things for the court. He is simple and kind-hearted, which makes him quite good.

Craftsmen came from the Ministry of Industry, and the reconstruction of the three halls was in full swing. Yang Yanzhao did everything by himself, moving bricks and stones, which surprised those poor craftsmen.

For this kind of disbelief, Yang Yanzhao ignored it and just got along with these bottom-level craftsmen with a gentle smile.

After all, the matter of the three halls is of great importance, and there can be no mistakes. Although those officials and the Ministry of Industry have not been impeached for the time being, Yang Yanzhao knows that these people's eyes are staring here to find out any fault to put him in prison.

Of course, this also has the intention of showing off. The third library is of great importance, and scholars all over the world are paying attention to it. Even Zhao Guangyi will come and have a look at it every few days. How can he not take advantage of such a good performance opportunity?

During the period, Zhang Qian and Li Zhi also came to help, but they had no power to tie the chicken, so they could only look at the busy scene and sigh alone.

"Brother Qiu Bai, Brother Yuan Pei, if you want to help, I really need two people."

Hearing this, Li Zhi's eyes were shining and he hurriedly answered, "Brother Yanzhao, please tell me if you have something to do. The construction of the third hall is a major event for our students. Li Yuanpei should do his best."

"Brother Yuan Pei said it very well, and so did Zhang Qiubai."

Hearing what the two of them said, Yang Yanzhao patted off the mud on his hand, touched the sweat on his forehead, and stepped forward to sell the scroll in a low voice.

The word auction may not have been heard, but Li Zhi roughly understands what Yang Yanzhao meant, and couldn't help echoing, "Although Yanzhao's idea of this auction is used by market vendors to make a small profit, it is the most appropriate strategy now. I'm going to go with Brother Qiu Bai."

After saying that, it seemed that he suddenly found a sacred thing and pulled Zhang Qian away in a hurry. Seeing their eager appearance, Yang Yanzhao couldn't help smiling, and then joined the work of moving bricks and wood again.

At night, when he returned to the yard, he was already exhausted. Luo's girl was full of heartache to help him change his clothes and whispered about what happened today.

"Daily, Liulang, Miss Biyue came. In the daytime, the Nu family and the sister of the Chai family accompanied her to the market. I don't know why there are so many people today. I almost lost Miss Biyue and looked for a long time before I found it."

Is the blue moon coming?

Thinking of the poor face in his mind, Yang Yanzhao couldn't help sighing. For a long time, he nodded and said, "The little lady Biyue's background is quite miserable. Now it is also extremely hard to help me take care of the affairs of the 'Yunyan Pavilion'. Qinger and Yuer should be closer to her."

"The slave family saves it," Luo's woman whispered, helped Yang Yanzhao take care of her clothes, hesitated for a moment, and whispered, "It's just that Miss Biyue seems to be a little estranged from Sister Chai, and the Nu family doesn't know why, and she doesn't quite understand."

The princess of the previous dynasty, and the princess of the current dynasty, although Biyue has suppressed the emotions in her heart, how can she open her heart and be full of joy in the face of Chai Qingyun?

Yang Yanzhao naturally knew the reason for this, but he did not explain the life of Biyue to Luo's women and others at the beginning. It was inevitable that she had doubts.

There was a sigh in her ear. Luo's female Huizhi Lanxin knew that there were some reasons that she didn't know, but Yang Yanzhao didn't say anything, and she didn't want to ask.

When everything was packed up and went to eat, Yang Yanzhao saw the blue moon, a light purple blue lotus high-waisted Confucian skirt, light purple, embroidered with a white rose on the skirt, and a dancing pink butterfly embroidered on the feet of the skirt.

There is a white handkerchief tied around the waist. The breeze blows, swaying gently, and emitting a faint fragrance. The crow's black hair was in a lily bun, and a butterfly hairpin was inserted, leaving only a wisp of green silk on his chest and hanging down to his waist.

The white tassels between the hair make a lingling sound. Although it is light makeup, it can't hide the temperament from the inside out. The eyebrows are like wicker, and the slender eyelashes are like butterflies.

Like the weak Jiangnan woman, light and beautiful.

It will be more than ten months. When we meet again, Biyue is no longer the girl who is scared out of courage and weak all day long. She is no longer noble and arrogant as a princess of a country. She is just plain as an ordinary person.

When she saw Yang Yanzhao, a trace of joy appeared in her eyes, and then she showed pain. She lowered her head and grabbed the white handkerchief with her slender jade hand.

"Little Lady Biyue, you are thin again."

There was some softness in her words, but Biyue, who lowered her head, trembled and slowly raised her head. Then she answered slightly, "Thank you for your care. I'm fine. When I heard that the prince came back from Fujian, I made a private idea and came to visit Bianliang City."

"How can I blame you? The little lady Biyue worked alone, which has helped me a lot. If it hadn't been for the official's will to re-use the third hall, I would have planned to go to Songzhou to meet the little lady."

Hearing this, a strange color flashed in Biyue's eyes. She clenched her hands with the handkerchief and put them aside, and a slight smile appeared on her graceful face. "The prince has this heart, and the slave family is satisfied."

After saying a few more words, Yang Yanzhao realized that in a year, with the original championship, He Yu opened a branch of 'Yunyan Pavilion' in Dengzhou, Luzhou and Xingzhou, and even got the Cuiying Building in Fuzhou. After changing its name, You Xiao Niang is betinging.

Yang Yanzhao was a little surprised by the rapid development of 'Yunyan Pavilion'. At the same time, he also apologized more to Biyue. He was silent. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, Bamei came at this time. She shouted happily to eat, pulled Biyue into the house, and broke Yang Yanzhao's discomfort.

With Cui Ping's living treasure, the dinner was also lively. When the aunt saw Biyue, her eyes were full of joy, and the chopsticks in her hand kept holding the dishes with her. That situation made Zhang Qian very embarrassed.

On the side, Yang Yanzhao looked at Luo's daughter and Chai Qingyun, who were sitting around him. All three looked at Zhang Qian coincidentally. Now, the latter's white face immediately turned red.

It seems that you can think about it and take back your eyes. Yang Yanzhao took a bite of rice and meditated in his heart.

Biyue stayed in Bianliang for three or four days. During the day, she gossiped with Luo women and others and strolled around the market. At night, she looked at the books in Yang Yanzhao's study, which was also pleasant to outsiders.

Covering the sky, after dinner, Chai Qingyun played chess with Ba Mei and Pai Feng. Luo's daughter brought tea to Yang Yanzhao. After filling a cup, she whispered, "Miss Biyue is going back to Songzhou tomorrow. Liulang, isn't Aunt Zhang's wish going to fail?"

Hearing the words, Yang Yanzhao, who was drinking tea, quickly put down the cup in his hand. "Qiu Bai is introsist, but he is really a true love for the little girl Biyue. It should be matched. Why don't we go to the night market tonight? The lights are dim, and the talent is beautiful. I think it's excellent."

After saying that, Yang Yanzhao got up and walked out. Behind him, Luo's woman's eyes were a little complicated and sighed. As a girl's family, why couldn't Mrs. Zhang's aunt Zhang's favorite Biyue, but the latter rushed to Yang Yanzhao's body.

Who knows right or wrong about the word love?