Because Fang Jian was back, Fang Chu held a banquet for the brothers and several senior stewards in the evening.
It was considered a small family banquet.
However, Fang Zhi didn't come because he was in a hurry to paint.
Fang Chu knew very well that painting requires inspiration.
When inspiration comes, don't disturb it, just leave it at that.
After dinner, he was doing business outside in the study, his voice and voice adding fragrance to his red sleeves.
She asked: "What happened to the two people from the Cui family?"
Fang Chu said: "Exiled."
Although the two people were just gossiping, they falsely accused their mistress of murder, and according to the Dajing law, they were convicted of sitting in reverse.
They were also slaves, and they used slaves to deceive their masters.
The crime was increased and the sentence was even heavier than Xie Yinyue's.
Qingya was stunned for a moment.
He didn't expect the sentence to be so severe, and he felt a little uneasy.
Fang Chu said: "You don't have to feel guilty.
It was Cui Mei who didn't let them live."
Before Cui Mei went to Dali Temple, he was called by Mrs.
Cui.
When he went to the court, he asked Master Jiang to deal with the two slaves who falsely accused the mistress according to the law.
The two men also confessed and did not interfere with anyone else.
The reason is not difficult to guess.
Their family's life and future are in the hands of the Cui family.
Fang Chu added: "If you want to harm others, you must bear the consequences.
If they succeed today, it will be cousin Lin who will die.
The case of collusion between the Fang family and King Xuanwu will be reversed again, and more people will die."
Qingya nodded and said, "There must be someone behind them."
Fang Chu's eyes were deep and he said softly: "She has someone to deal with her."
It was late at night, and the two of them came out of the study.
Qingya tightened her cloak and said, "It's so cold."
Fang Chu hurriedly hugged her and said, "It's going to snow."
Ximei and others quietly followed behind.
Qingya discovered that there was light on the other side of the wall, coming from the wing room of Baoxia in Youhuang Pavilion.
Fang Chu also saw it and said, "It's Fang Zhi."
The lights were still on in the square room.
Under the lamp, the beautiful man with peach blossom eyes is standing at the table and focusing on painting, with bright eyes and a slight smile on his lips.
The pen in his hand seems to be pulled by magical power, completely immersed in the wonderful artistic conception.
After finishing the painting in one go, he put down the pen and looked at it carefully.
After watching it for a while, he relaxed and sat down, leaning back in the chair and lost in thought.
It is better to say that he is in a daze than in a daze, because sometimes he smiles, sometimes thinks deeply, sometimes frowns, sometimes raises his eyebrows confidently, and makes various expressions, like a fool.
Finally, he leaned on the table, held his chin in his hands, and looked at the light dreamily.
The cold wind outside rustled the bamboo leaves, and he suddenly heard the poetry.
He felt that "the wind blows the bamboos in the deep night, and the thousands of leaves are full of love."
He did not realize that it was winter now.
When poetry comes over me, I naturally want to write poetry.
He picked up the pen again and started writing like flowing clouds and flowing water.
I don’t know how much time passed, but the candle was almost exhausted.
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He felt a little hungry, but didn't want to call the maid.
Having grown up being cared for by maids, he disliked the maids getting in the way for the first time.
He felt that when they entered the house, it was as if they had broken into his private space, disturbing his peace and peeking into his secrets.
He endured hunger and went to find candles by himself.
Early the next morning, Fang Chu and Qing Ya came to the Baoxia Exhibition Hall of Youhuang Pavilion together.
As soon as they sat down at the table, Fang Zhi came over neatly dressed and bowed: "Brother, sister-in-law, yesterday the teacher told my brother , send this batch of drawings and clothes to Prince Ni’s Mansion for display.”
After saying that, he quietly waited for his eldest brother and sister-in-law to give instructions.
Fang Chu nodded and said, "Go."
Qingya glanced at Fang Zhi casually and paused.
Hey, the handsome man seems to be a little different today.
It was winter, and Fang Zao was wearing a sky-green brocade robe with a cloak of the same color outside.
The light green color matched his picturesque face, like a wild goose flying under the clear autumn sky.
Autumn is high, the air is crisp, and wild geese are spreading their wings.
Fang Zhi couldn't bear the attention of his sister-in-law, so he shyly lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes covering his peach blossom eyes.
Qing Ya was just curious about his changes and noticed him.
Fang Chu felt uncomfortable.
He straightened his face and said to him like a big brother: "Come back early and don't cause trouble outside."
Fang Zhi hurriedly agreed "yes", then turned around gracefully and walked out.
When they were young, Fang Chu and Qing Ya went to the front to meet Xu Hanlin and others.
Qingya is a woman, and she practices the trade of merchants.
Although she has made great contributions to the public loom and won awards from the court, it is not easy to win the favor and respect of the literati.
Qingya now has an excellent reputation among scholars.
This depends on the following points: First of all, she is a very elegant person.
She possesses superb piano skills and Fang Chu's love for each other.
Together they play the piano best in ancient and modern times.
She is a fairy figure in the eyes of everyone.
Secondly, she has extremely high artistic attainments and can weave picturesque brocades.
However, she is not deceived by money and is generous to benefit the world.
Her moral integrity has conquered the literati who rule the world with Confucianism.
They recognize her and Fang Chu and treat them as husband and wife.
Put it in your own circle.
Finally, there is the good reputation established by Fang Chu's management of Youhuang Pavilion.
Youhuang Pavilion was highly respected by literati, and Fang Chu never concealed his desire to make money in front of them.
He said that the key to a gentleman's love for money is the "proper way of acquiring it."
He runs a shop, not a charity shop.
Furthermore, if you don’t make money, how can you provide such an elegant place for everyone?
This remark did not offend the literati, who all thought he was magnanimous.
They discussed privately and felt that Feng Shangshu was too ignorant of world affairs and incapable of innovation.
This time during the disaster relief work in Fengzhou, Fang Chu and Qingya won the admiration of the literati.
In the east exhibition hall of the lobby of Youhuang Pavilion, more than a dozen people including Fang Chu, Qingya, and Xu Hanlin stood on both sides of a large oval table, pointing and commenting on the two sets of clothes spread out on the table.
Xu Hanlin came to them today to buy clothes designed by Qingya and Qiaoer for the daughters of common people.
Although they are simple and pretty, and easy to wear and work in, the narrowed trousers legs and exposed ankles are a bit inappropriate.
I am afraid that they will be criticized.
It was offensive, and he hoped that his muteness could be improved.
Qingya listened very carefully.
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She was aware of the social environment in which she lived and never thought of being unconventional.
This time and space shifted from the prosperous Tang Dynasty to the Jing Dynasty after the Five Dynasties.
The status of women in Dajing was not like that of Qingya's previous life in the Ming and Qing dynasties, when Neo-Confucianism was prosperous and popular, which was very damaging to women both physically and mentally.
Dajing women were all talented.
Dajing had a female Xuanwu general in its history.
Later, Emperor Yingwu issued an imperial edict stating that women could join the army.
Of course there were conditions, but this was also unique compared to other dynasties.
All these gave Dajing women a chance to stand out.
However, this does not mean that women have the same status as men.
After all, a woman's world is still at home, where she takes care of her husband and raises her children.
Especially in recent years, the literati style has become popular, and the requirements for women's words and deeds have become stricter.
Xu Hanlin proposed this point for the sake of being quiet, and she knew it very well.
She first said something to Qiaoer.
Qiaoer nodded, turned around and went to the Baoxia exhibition hall at the back.
Qingya picked up a hard pen from the table, and took out a piece of white paper and "brushed" the outline. stand up.
Everyone stared at her, wondering how she was going to change.
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