Fang Jinshu stood in front of the window and was silent for a long time, re-sorting out the memories in her mind, before writing down a few imperial business items on the paper that she thought were safer, namely the spices, paper, and commonly used cups and saucers in the palace.
Because the main business object of Guangying Goods Bank is the mansion of the princes and important ministers, the things they want are not too expensive.
With such confidence, the cargo bank has established contact with the maritime merchants, and the cargo bank has the right of priority to choose each batch of sea goods back.
If you can win the spice supply in the palace, it will be profitable and not cumbersome, and it will not have anything to do with Concubine Zheng.
Fang Jinshu lightly circled this item, wrote the name of the steward and eunuch in charge of spice procurement on one side, and wrote a few aunts in charge who needed to be dredged.
Spices are preferred, others are good alternatives.
Even if Guangying Cargo Store can't compete for the imperial merchant this time, it can be familiar with the palace and it is safer.
The lively New Year is almost over, and there are still two days left before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.
In the name of asking for articles, Gong Wenjue came to Fang's house twice more.
Meeting at the Fang family was naturally not as convenient as in the Great Compassion Temple that day, and the two couldn't say anything, but they could finally relieve the pain of lovesickness a little.
"I'm going to invite my brothers to get together tomorrow, and after fifteen, I'll pack up my things and leave."
Gong Wenjue said.
"So fast?"
Fang Jinhui was surprised.
Gong Wenjue nodded and said, "I have to leave sooner or later, I can't let Shijie wait for a long time."
Qiao Shijie didn't even return to Beijing for the New Year, although he didn't say it, he remembered it very much.
Qiao Shijie was originally the eldest son of the Qiao family, but he was forced to have a home and could not go back.
In such a situation, Gong Wenjue also felt sorry for him.
But what can he do?
I can only accompany him more.
At their age, they were teenagers.
For most of the year, we have studied together and formed a deep friendship.
In the future, when they start their own families, they will no longer have the time and energy to travel to various places.
"Then you should be careful on the road."
Fang Jinhui admonished uneasily, and said, "I'll wait for you to come back." ” Compared with the shyness when he sent him in the old year, Fang Jinhui has become much calmer.
The two are unmarried couples, and there is nothing to be ashamed of.
Gong Wenjue looked at her, only feeling that she had filled her heart.
He stroked his chest with his heart and stared at Fang Jinhui, his voice was unprecedentedly gentle: "Jinhui, don't worry, I will definitely make you happy." ” He reached out and stroked the few strands of hair that had fallen from her forehead, resisting the urge to kiss her.
It's just that although his body was restrained by his efforts, he couldn't take his eyes off it.
His scorching gaze seemed to bring hot heat, which wanted to melt Fang Jinhui's whole person.
Being watched by him so intently, Fang Jinhui went from being calm and calm at the beginning, and slowly became embarrassed.
The delicate ear beads become red at a speed that can be seen by the naked eye, and they even look a little transparent.
The place where they were was in the Fang family's garden.
The subordinates who served both of them retreated far away, leaving them this precious time to speak.
Looking at her, Gong Wenjue sighed.
He wanted to hug her in his arms immediately, but he had to wait patiently.
She is the person he cherishes, and he wants to hold his hands in the palm of his hand to care for his life, and he can't surprise the beauty.
"You wait for me, I won't leave next year, and I can prepare for the sixth year of Qinglong."
Gong Wenjue smiled, suddenly lowered his voice, leaned into her ear and said, "Jinhui, is your wedding dress embroidered?"
” can't surprise her, but I really can't help but want to see her emotional appearance because of herself.
Sure enough, Fang Jinhui's face suddenly turned red, and his earlobes were even more red as if they were about to drip blood.
This man always makes his heart beat faster when he thinks he is a decent man.
His breath blew in her ears, making the winter day suddenly hotter than the summer day.
She gave him a disgusted look and said, "I'm leaving."
The two of them had spoken for a quarter of an hour, and could not linger any longer.
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Seeing her back disappear in front of him, Gong Wenjue was stunned, and stood in place for a long time and didn't want to leave.
When Qiaoqin arrived with a big burden, when she saw him, she was still the same as when Fang Jinhui left.
Qiaoqin secretly had a good time, stepped forward and saluted: "Young Master Gong, our girl asked the maid to hand it over to you." ” Gong Wenjue was stunned for a moment before taking it.
When I opened it, there was a set of cloth robes lined with Hangzhou silk neatly stacked inside, as well as a pair of thick-soled soft boots.
The fabric is not luxurious, but it is thick and soft, suitable for going out.
Looking at the neat stitches, Gong Wenjue's heart swelled with emotion.
To make such a robe, it takes the most effort to look at it without eye-catching.
Fang Jinhui has daily homework to be busy, and he also has to embroider wedding clothes, curtains, etc.
Where did she have the time to spend her time to make such a whole set for herself?
"Thank you for me, girl."
Gong Wenjue held the clothes and said seriously.
Qiaoqin stepped back.
Gong Wenjue walked out of the second door with the burden in his hand, only to feel that the whole person was fluttering.
A little guy greeted him and said, "Young Master Gong, our young master invites you to come and sit down." ” He stopped and asked a little blankly, "Young master, which young master?"
This will make his mind full of Fang Jinhui, and he has no time to think.
The little guy was stunned by his question, and said, "Of course, it's our family's eldest young master." ” "Young Master," Gong Wenjue muttered and repeated, before he suddenly remembered that he was in the Fang family, who else could he be besides Fang Ziquan?
"Ah, okay."
He suddenly came to his senses and said, "I was about to look for him." ” Before leaving, he was about to set up a table for a banquet and invite a few friends to gather, including Fang Ziquan.
He came to the Fang family, so naturally he went to ask for more sincerity in person.
When he arrived at Fang Ziquan's yard, the little servant led him to the study.
"You forgot your brother when you had a daughter-in-law?"
Fang Ziquan smiled and glanced at him, and quipped: "What kind of treasure is in your arms, show it to me?"
” "No."
Gong Wenjue carefully put the burden on the chair and said, "What are you looking for me?"
I was about to say that I would invite a few of you to the Drunken White House for a drink tomorrow. ” "Drunken White House is not very suitable."
Fang Ziquan said: "I haven't seen Cousin Mo for several days, and I want to find you to pull him out to relax."
There are many people in the drunken white building, so change to a clean place. ” "Hao Junmo?"
Gong Wenjue said curiously: "What's wrong with him?"
” This is about his sister, but Fang Ziquan is not easy to say.
I had to say: "You don't care so much, anyway, Ming'er and I can go to Hao's house." ” The second half of the Chinese New Year is the most lively, with a lot of various drinking and feasting.
A teenager as big as them naturally has his own circle.
There are just so many people in the Communist Party, and if you don't meet here, you will meet there.
However, in the past few days, Fang Ziquan has not seen Hao Junmo once, which is really a bit abnormal.