Shuangjiao

Before Wen Xueqing could react, Wen Wulang bowed to the other Wen family members who were seeing him off, boarded the carriage, and the wheels rolled forward. He poked his head out of the window and looked back and forth until he couldn't see anyone before he felt relieved of the curtain.

Wen Jiming and several other brothers and sisters sent Wen Wulang off to Shenhu Ferry.

While the servants were busy delivering the luggage to the cabin, the brothers drank a glass of farewell wine.

Wen Jiming raised his glass: "Wulang, Luoyang is no better than Linzhou. The current is fast and deep, and the wind and rain are noisy. I wish you to cut through the wind and waves and cross the sea."

Wen Wulang thanked Brother Zhu Cong.

"I just went to Taixue to study, and it's not like I won't come back. Even if there are many dangers, I will not shrink back. When I succeed in my career—" Wen Wulang showed his white teeth, smiled and winked at his brothers, "Arguing between children, you can't say 'difficult brother'."

Since the emperor moved back to Luoyang, Wen Wulang was the first Wen family to enter Beijing.

When he said this, the brothers suddenly felt a little itchy.

If the current situation is peaceful, the Wen family brothers will all be extremely powerful ministers in the future, and they will still meet in Luoyang.

Everything is ready, the wind is smooth and the sail is upright, just waiting for Wen Goro to board the boat and set off.

"Goro, but there are still friends in the future?"

Wen Wulang clapped his hands and asked his brothers to be more patient: "I know he will come, but it will be slower, and I hope to wait for him."

Wen Jiming raised his eyebrows, not quite believing it.Wen Wulang is naturally optimistic and cheerful, with a smile on his face. Others think that he is rough and unruly, but in fact he is as careful as a hair, and he is a master who refuses to suffer.

If there is such a friend who dares to neglect him, then it is not On Goro's friend.

At the end of the road at the ferry crossing, dust rose, and there was the sound of galloping horseshoes.

Wen Wulang raised his lips and smiled: "Here we come."

Gao Qi led a group of servants to the ferry.

Wen Wulang's big boat hadn't left yet, and the young masters of the Wen family were also talking, and when they saw him coming, they immediately gave way.

Not daring to procrastinate any longer, Gao Qi dismounted and galloped forward before wiping the sweat off his forehead.

Before the man walked in front of Wen Wulang, Gao Qi apologized loudly, saying that he was delayed because of something, but fortunately he finally caught up.

"It's okay, I know Mr. Gao Lang will definitely come to see me off, so I waited specially." Wen Wulang smiled at Yan Yan.

The cold sweat on Gao Qi's forehead suddenly became more.

In terms of public affairs, he belongs to Wen Guanghe's subordinates, and all the sons of the Wen family are in positions above him, and their talents are even greater than him; Da, these sons are all his wives and brothers.

Even though Wen Goro was younger than him, he didn't dare to put on airs.

"It's my fault for being late, and I punish myself with alcohol."

Wen Goro didn't say any words of forgiveness, just looked at him with a smile that was not a smile.

Gao Qi suddenly felt a little embarrassed, lowered his head, picked up the wine glass and poured it down.

After drinking a glass, no one spoke.

Gao Qi drank two more glasses and apologized again.

Wen Wulang still didn't speak, so Gao Qi had no choice but to cast his eyes on Wen Jiming.

Wen Jiming is Wen Xueqing's elder brother, and the Wen family with whom he has the most contact.

"Okay, if you drink any more, you won't be able to go back. You have to get on the boat and follow Wulang to Luoyang." Understanding what he meant, Wen Jiming opened his mouth to break the silence.

The relationship between Wen Wulang and Gao Qi is not very close, but Gao Qi came late today, which made Mr. Wen unhappy.

Either he will come or he won't come, why bother to act like this.

The Gao family controls the transportation of Shenhu, and Wen Wulang boarded the ship in Shenhu. It would be strange if Gao Qi couldn't calculate the time and arrange other things to come.

Zhan Shan smiled, Wen Wulang said a few words to Gao Qi, and this matter was over.

It's not early, and I'm afraid we can only start tomorrow if we delay again.

Wen Wulang boarded the boat, Gao Qi stepped back, and asked Mr. Wen to stand in front of him to see him off.

Wen Jiming glanced back at Gao Qi who was bowing his head, his eyes were gloomy, and he remained silent.

Wen Wulang and Wen Xueqing are about the same age and have similar personalities. They both grew up under the aunt of the princess. Compared with his more serious brother, Wen Xueqing prefers to play with Wen Wulang.

It's better on weekdays, and even the farewell and gift greetings go straight to Wen Xueqing's heart.

Fortunately, Wen Wulang has his own pursuit and wants to go to Luoyang to gain a bright future, otherwise Linzhou might be poked out by the two of them.

The boat travels far, leaving rolling tracks.

Wen Jiming was suddenly at a loss, should he support the parents' decision, or Wen Xueqing's own intention?

===

There are not many affairs in the yamen, so I am not afraid of delaying some time.Now that the god pot came, several young masters of the Wen family were invited to the Gaofu banquet.

Wen Xueqing will hold the Jiji ceremony soon, and after the Jiji ceremony, she will marry into the Gao family.

This time, the banquet was different from the previous ones which were relaxed and carefree. The young masters of the Wen family all had a scrutinizing attitude towards the Gao family.

The old lady who is in power in the Gao family is the aunt of the younger generation of the Wen family, and she is very happy with the arrival of these young masters.When meeting with his aunt and grandmother, Gao Qi's stepmother and other female relatives stood aside, and spoke highly of the young masters.

None of the married sons of the Wen family brought their female relatives, so they only participated in the banquet for male guests.

After drinking and eating, Gao Qi invited them to the back garden to play and digest food.

From now on, their younger sister, Zhenzhen, will live here for the rest of her life...

It is said to be for fun, but it is actually asking a few young masters to give their opinions. If there is any dissatisfaction, it can be rectified before Wen Xueqing gets married.The Wen family's house occupies a vast area, with a large stretch of houses connected to each other, stretching endlessly, with towering high walls, ordinary people only dare to look at the corners of the eaves from a distance.The inner corridor has thousands of turns, ten steps, one scene, and a hundred steps into a painting.Pavilions, terraces and pavilions are exquisite and elegant, with countless flowers and trees.

The Gao family's mansion is naturally inferior to the Wen family's, but Gao Qi has to show this attitude no matter what.

Gao Qi's attitude was very respectful and humble, the sons of the Wen family had nothing to dissatisfy.

As for what needs to be rectified, it is still up to Wen Xueqing to decide after she gets married.They went overboard on their behalf, afraid that they might have done it, and Wen Xueqing would be annoyed.

This trip is mainly to see the attitude of the Gao family. After all, they are just such a little girl, so they still take it very seriously.

The rest pavilion in the garden is prepared with melon and fruit tea soup.

When they arrived, the women of the Gao family were also there.

Hearing sweet laughter in the gazebo from a distance, the young masters of the Wen family didn't come any closer, stood outside the gazebo, and said goodbye directly.

Although Gao Qi was surprised, he no longer tried to persuade him to stay.

On the contrary, before Wen Jiming left, he looked back at the female relatives in the gazebo.

In addition to the feast, Gao Qi also sent a lot of things to Mr. Wen, and there was another carriage, which he specifically stated was for Wen Xueqing and Princess Lekang.

Wen Xueqing's marriage will not be arranged until she reaches the ceremony, Gao Qi is giving something at this time, the dowry is not a dowry...

Wen Jiming pondered for a while, then nodded and accepted.

Gao Qi said: "These are all white porcelain brought from the northern Wei area. I heard that Princess Lekang likes them very much, so I present them to Your Highness."

"Gao Lang has a heart."

Southern porcelain is celadon. Although it is ancient and mellow, it can be seen for a long time and it is dull and heavy. Moreover, the number of southern porcelain kilns is gradually decreasing, the quality of firing is declining, and the decoration is gradually simplified instead of exquisite and complicated. More and more aristocratic families are beginning to pursue it. Slender white porcelain from the north.

However, the output of white porcelain is small. Once good white porcelain is transported to the Central Plains, it must be screened by Luoyang first, and very few high-quality white porcelain is sent to Linzhou.Even Princess Lekang has very few boutiques.

Gao Qi sent these...

Wen Jiming glanced roughly, but couldn't help being speechless.

Such a large amount of wealth, Gao Qi didn't even bat an eye, and just gave it to the Wen family.

"What's the matter?" A elder brother patted Wen Jiming on the shoulder, "Gao Lang is so sincere, why is brother dissatisfied?"

Wen Jiming smiled gently: "None. It's just a sudden surprise. I didn't expect that the magic pot has a lot of business dealings with Wei Di. No wonder the tax revenue has been increasing."

"Bandits are rife in the south now, forcing King Zhao to expand his trilogy. If Shenhu wants to maintain trade, he can only go elsewhere."

"Really? I didn't expect Gao Lang to think of this. It is indeed a good idea to expand commerce and trade to the north. Under the governance of Wei Gong, the land of Wei will be stable and peaceful."

Brother Cong embraced Wen Jiming's arm and said with a smile: "Gao Qi looks fine to me, if he really has no talent, then he has wronged Zhen Zhen."

Wen Jiming nodded and said no more.

In his previous relationship with Gao Qi, he really didn't know that he still had the guts.

There are so many high-quality white porcelain from Weidi, if it is an ordinary merchant, I am afraid that they will not be able to do this business...

===

Wen Xueqing was not very interested in the gift from Gao Qi, and after seeing it and saying that she knew it, she asked someone to send it to the warehouse.

The weather is getting hotter, and besides the noise of cicadas, there are other annoying things.

Even the characters that Wen Xueqing had been deliberately ignoring began to appear frequently. A few days ago, she went boating to pick lotus seeds, and a few days later, she climbed high to fight herbs.

For some reason, Lingrou often held various gatherings with various names. Except for Wen Xueqing, almost all the noble ladies in Linzhou were invited, even Gao Lan and Zhang Xiao attended several times.

Wen Wulang went to Luoyang, and there were some fashionable things in Luoyang in the family letter he sent.

The messenger had just stepped into the Wenfu station to greet Princess Lekang and report, and Wen Liulang had already moved all of Wen Wulang's toys to Wen Xueqing's place.

"Sister, let's play."

"Don't play," Wen Xueqing refused, "I still have things to do."

"Sister, what are you busy with, I'll be busy later, let's play together."

Wen Liulang couldn't reach Wen Xueqing's desk, so he had to ask the maid to move a small stool for him to step on.

Humming and lying on the edge of the table, Wen Liulang stared curiously: "Sister, are you practicing calligraphy? This calligraphy is really ugly, no wonder the teacher has to give you a lot of homework."

"It's not homework."

Wen Xueqing lay on the table, raised her eyelids and glanced at him: "But it must be written."

"Sister, don't you want to write?"

Wen Xueqing let out a muffled "hmm", too annoyed to move.

"Then I'll write for Sister, and then we can play together, okay?"

Wen Wulang stood on tiptoe, picked out the note paper that Wen Xueqing was pressing under his arm with his small hands, trying to make out the scribbled handwriting on it.

"Ling... Ling what?"