Chaofang Palace has always been in full swing.

But it is rare to be as lively as today.

Compared with the businessman Liu San, the Yuan family’s way of fulfilling their wishes is much simpler.

He sent the housekeeper to burn incense and wish each hall after another. When he arrived at Sifang Hall, he spread the silk and silk, read a tribute, praised the goddess of Flower God worshipped in the hall, and donated some incense and oil money, and it was over.

There was no gong and drum, no gift to lift, and no ambition to reshape the golden body, and there was not even much money for indulgent oil.

There is only one fu that can be regarded as sincere.

But this is the poem by Prince Yuan!

Prince Yuan was young and famous. When he was young, he was very famous for his poetry and prose. Once his poems and essays were published, they would be popular among scholars and learnt from them.

In recent years, the official position has become higher and higher, and the Prime Minister Yuan has rarely written poems and essays, which is a pity.

Now, Prince Yuan has written a fu himself.

Half of the scholars in the capital were moved!

Chaofang Palace was filled with scholars wearing shirts and square scarves, reciting this fu of flower gods, discussing the use of allusions, and savoring the charm of words and sentences.

What's more glorious than this?

Liu San passed on his reputation as a market leader, but Yuan Xiangye passed on his reputation as a Shilin.

The scholars in this world have the right to speak. If scholars know, then the people in the world know.

Qingyu was extremely excited.

In just two days, from no one to the famous capital.

It's so simple.

"Senior sister, senior sister..." She stuttered with excitement, "We're done! We're done!"

Chi Yun nodded with a smile, holding a post in her hand and reading it.

"The third month is coming soon, I believe there will be many people asking for signing, so you must be prepared."

Qingyu and Hanyu nodded repeatedly.

Chi Yun handed the post to Xuer and said, "Let's go out."

Qingyu hesitated: "Senior sister, the person outside..."

"You are in charge, you can do it."

Qingyu's excitement cooled down slightly.

Yes, she is in charge and she is in charge of Sifang Palace.

From now on, they are no longer little Taoist nuns who can't even eat enough.

Have to take on a great responsibility.

"I see."

...

Chi Yun took Xuer and left Chaofang Palace in a low-key manner.

A carriage parked in front of the archway.

Seeing her coming, the old lady guarding the car came over diligently and waited for her to get on the car.

Soon, the carriage drove into a restaurant.

The woman led her out of the car, walked through the courtyard, and entered the private room.

There was already someone in the private room. When she saw her coming, she stood up and bowed: "Miss Chi."

Chi Yun returned the greeting with a smile: "Madam Yuan."

Today's Mrs. Yuan has soft eyebrows, rosy face, and a full body full of happiness and tranquility, which is completely different from the sorrow he had when he first arrived at Chaofang Palace.

She stepped forward intimately, took Chi Yun's hand to the table, and ordered the maid to deliver the dishes.

"I should have come to thank you, but Chaofang Palace has many eyes and my husband is worried. I hope Miss Chi will take this trip."

Chi Yun smiled and said, "Mrs. Yuan gave such a big gift. What's the point of just a trip? You are inconvenient now, so you should."

Mrs. Yuan laughed: "It's good if you're satisfied."

How could Chi Yun be dissatisfied? This even exceeded her expectations.

Yuan Xiangye’s poem is hard to find. Once this poem is released, the name of the Flower God Sign will inevitably spread all over the country.

Her luck was indeed very good, and both of these signs received more rewards than expected.

"...I have moved back with my husband now. Although I can only use Qiao to move because of the child in my stomach, but I am willing to move. My husband and father-in-law are very happy, and my mother-in-law has restrained her and no longer hassle with me."

Mrs. Yuan touched her flat belly: "I thought I was overwhelmed before, but I didn't want it to be clear. Miss Chi, thanks to your signature."

Chi Yun replied: "It's the young lady's fate to be together."

"Don't call me Mrs. Young Master. My surname is Ji and my name is Wenhui. It's just three or four years older than you. If you are willing, call me sister, wouldn't it be nice?"

Chi Yun naturally agreed.

She is now helpless, and the young lady of Yuanfu is willing to be communicating with her sisters, so she gave her a thigh to hug her.

Ji Wenhui was very happy and said, "I have lost a sister and another sister has come. This is really fate."

As he said that, he used honey water instead of wine and drank it with her.

When they parted, Chi Yun first sent her back to Yuan’s mansion.

When I arrived at the side door of Yuan Mansion, I saw a sedan chair parked there, and someone was negotiating with the gatekeeper.

Seeing Ji Wenhui's carriage, the woman guarding the gate said, "Don't mess around, my young lady is back."

As he said that, he wanted to push the maid away and welcome Ji Wenhui back to his house.

At this time, the curtain of the sedan chair was rolled up and someone shouted: "Sister!"

The woman was in a dilemma and didn't want to ask them to disturb their young wife. She didn't dare to drive them away because of the other party's identity.

Fortunately, Ji Wenhui spoke out herself: "A Yuan, help me get out of the car."

Ji Wenquan got out of the sedan chair and looked at his sister who was helped off the carriage by the maid, and his eyes turned red: "What's wrong with sister? Why don't you even let me in the door? But what am I doing wrong?"

Ji Wenhui looked at her wiping her tears, and her heart felt cold.

How could she feel good when her sisters grew up together and spent more than ten years together?

When she was sure there was something wrong with those things, she didn't fall asleep for several days.

I wanted to rush over and question why she hurt herself like this. I also reflected on it. Could it be that she accidentally hurt Wen Quan, which made her so jealous?

Later, she finally figured it out and decided to give it up.

It is rare to be a sister, but it is fake.

"Don't you know what you did wrong?" Ji Wenhui's tone was faint.

Ji Wenquan was stunned. Her sister never talked to her like this. Did she really find out?

There was a hint of panic in her heart.

When she learned that Ji Wenhui was happy, she thought that it was because the couple moved out of the prime minister's mansion and did not bring old things, so she decided to come to check the situation. But she was stopped by the old lady.

In the past, when she came to visit her sister, who didn’t greet her with a smile? Now she can’t even get in.

Ji Wenquan was already guilty, and when he heard this sentence, he couldn't help but reveal some traces.

Ji Wenhui only found it funny, it was true, it was a pity that she had never doubted it before.

Ji Wenquan was in a state of confusion and had to pretend to be calm: "What is my sister saying? I can't understand."

Ji Wenhui sighed and said, "Then I will explain it to you. I have asked someone to check what you sent. Don't come again in the future, I will just pretend that I don't have a sister."

She said so directly that Ji Wenquan couldn't recover for a long time.

Seeing Ji Wenhui get on the carriage, she could only shout: "Sister, who did you listen to? Is there any evidence that I made it? It is true that I gave it to you, but there are so many people who handle it..."

Ji Wenhui stopped and turned around and looked at her indifferently: "Wenquan, don't you understand? Sisterhood requires two people to maintain together. As long as one of them is unwilling, it will be broken. I don't need evidence, I just need to be sure that you have malice, it's enough."

She got into the car and put down the curtain: "Enter the mansion."

"yes."

The car drove into the prime minister's mansion, and no one looked at Ji Wenquan again.
Chapter completed!