Chapter 2: A Bright Years

The sudden rain stopped, the banana trees leaned against the green, and the number of pedestrians in Suzhou City gradually increased.

In the downtown area of ​​Suzhou City, there is a store with rich decoration and a crowded city. A golden paint sign hanging horizontally on the top. From a distance, four thin gold-style large characters are freehand: Bright years.

This is where the Wusan old store in the Wu family in Suzhou is located.

It is said that after Wu Lingwen and the He family jointly operated, their business was booming, and they could be said to have gained thousands of dollars a day. It turned out that the small shops huddled at the end of the street also moved to the center of the downtown.

Wu Lingwen even built a small building as his main store, called Biluo Tower.

For a time, Wu's family became famous in Suzhou, and even Governor Yingtian personally picked up a pen and presented it to the store name. The Blessed Years.

At this time, it was about to stop after the rain, and Mr. Wu was talking to a distinguished customer in the store.

He was wearing a golden brown wealthy robe, with a slightly fat waist with a jade embroidered belt, an embroidered finger on his thumb, and a big hand on his belly, looking naive.

Wu Ling heard that he was a failed scholar and had no fortune. He was originally poor and was poor at that time, but he heard that Governor Yingtian liked to play with Wu Fan, so he started from scratch and started selling Wu Fan.

Now that this year, he is fifty years old, his appearance has not changed much. On his pretty face, he can see that Mr. Wu never wears beards, his hair, crown and belt are meticulously trimmed, and his sword eyebrows and starry eyes show that he must have been a handsome man when he was young.

Brother Ling Wen, are you a little good at Wu Fan Ah recently?

The distinguished guest sitting opposite Wu Lingwen asked with a smile.

I saw that the man was dressed in gorgeous clothes, and his facial features were faintly filled with the aura of a superior. Although his clothes were simple, he had the majesty that could not be disobeyed. This person was Governor Yingtian, Lord Jiang Min.

Wu Lingwen smiled and said, "Mr. Jiang is worthy of being a fan lover." The old shop has just made a few good fans, and the master is just visiting me, haha...

Wu Lingwen looked in a good mood, and while talking and laughing, he asked the shopkeeper to take out two new Wu fans.

Seeing that the two Wu fans were wrapped in brocade bags and the shopkeeper's expression was cautious, Jiang Min knew that this trip would definitely be worth the vain today.

Just as he was about to take it forward, someone suddenly walked into the door, exhausted and had no time to wipe away the sweat from his forehead, so he bent down to Jiang Minhang and said: Lord Jiang, wait!

Wu Lingwen and Jiang Min both looked at people with silver hair, smiling faces, simple jacket, and respectful expressions. They were the butler Wu Gui.

What's the matter with Uncle?Maybe we will talk about it after the governor has finished giving Wu Fan.

Wu Lingwen frowned and said a little displeased.

Wu Gui has been in the Wu family for decades. He has served Wu Lingwen's father since he was a child, and then served Wu Lingwen. Now he is the butler. Even Master Wu Lingwen wants to respectfully call him Uncle Gui.

Wu Gui has always been smooth and moderate in his work, but today he is quite reckless, which makes Wu Lingwen very puzzled.

Wu Gui leaned over to Wu Ling and laughed: Master, please listen to the old slave’s explanation.

After saying that, he walked slowly towards Jiang Min, bowed slightly and said: The Wu fan in Lord Jiang's hand was completed three days ago. Yesterday, the second young master came to the store to inspect, but he came to me and added a few strokes to the Wu fan. The old slave accidentally saw it, and only felt that it really had the finishing touch.

oh?

Jiang Min's eyes lit up, and she said with a little curiosity: I wish to hear it carefully!

Wu Lingwen was also a little confused. Although his second son was good at poetry and essays and knowledgeable about rituals and music, he never liked the affairs of workers and peasants. He also called it a skillful and lustful skill, which made his father very troubled.

Now that he can add color to the fan is really a big mystery in Mr. Wu's eyes.

Wu Gui took the brocade bag from Jiang Min's hand, carefully took out the Wu fan, and placed it horizontally in his hand.

Jiang Min and Wu Lingwen both looked at the Wu fan in his hand. Wu Gui kept his waist and said loudly: Lord Jiang, the fan bones of this fan are made of white bamboo, smooth and visible, and the wood color is warm. Look at the fan gold foil paper, thirteen mud gold surfaces, which can be opened and closed freely.The fan pendant is a white jade of Hotan pear blossoms. The jade cicada carved with the Han Badao technique is extremely exquisite and has a cool and cool effect.

After decades of operation with the Wu family, Wu Gui's understanding of Su Fan is rare in the world, and even Wu Lingwen is beyond the reach. In addition to the few clan elderly people from the Wu family, Wu Gui is the first person in terms of folding fans.

After hearing Wu Gui's detailed introduction, Jiang Min liked the fan in his hand and hurriedly asked: Where is the so-called pen to paint a dragon and light-hearted pen?

Click!

Wu Gui suddenly spread the folding fan in his hand and said to Jiang Min: Su Fan has always been loved by literati and poets, and he called it "Elegant Things in Love with Sleeve". My second young master has been proficient in calligraphy and painting since he was a child. He also knew that Lord Jiang would come to appreciate the new fan in the shop, so he specially copied a colored landscape on the fan and wrote a poem about Qingteng.

Before he finished speaking, Wu Lingwen's face turned a little blue and said: Is this the dragon painting clear?It's simply ignorant!There are so many talented men and beautiful women in Suzhou City. In terms of writing and writing, countless people are more than a hundred times better than the disobedient son...

Wu Lingwen was about to start commenting on his son, but Wu Gui quickly interrupted: Stop calming down, there is more than that.

Wu Lingwen said a huh, and glanced at Wu Gui and signaled him to come quickly.

Wu Gui wiped the sweat from his forehead and felt a little nervous: Yuqin, Yuqin, in order to help the second young master, I racked my brains. You have to compensate me well tonight... Let go of a little distraction, Wu Gui coughed lightly and continued: The paper fan in his sleeves is often played with by literati and poets, and it is inevitably faded and old. However, the second young master suddenly had a whim, inlaid with glass around the fan bone, and gold wire sewn around the fan surface, which can not only protect but also be beautiful, isn't it the finishing touch?

Jiang Min and Wu Lingwen looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes. Then they looked at the Wu fan carefully. Sure enough, they were inlaid with glass beads, and there were some simple embroidery around them, but the fan was even more grand.

Jiang Min's score for this fan rose a few more points in his heart.

Wu Gui didn't dare to ask for tea, but he stood quietly aside, thinking about Yuqin's white body, towering breasts, slender legs... His throat trembled up and down, and the saliva swallowed was enough to quench his thirst.

On the other side, Jiang Min's eyes were staring at the Wu fan, as if he was looking at his beloved woman. The so-called love fan is like life.

Wu Lingwen touched the stubble on his chin, thinking about the value of this fan, and his eyes kept flashing.

Seeing that he was in deep thought, Jiang Min quickly interrupted: Brother Ling Wen, I think this fan has great potential. If it is made like this in the future, it will definitely be sold out. But this first fan must be left to Wei Er Ah!

For the sake of a fan, Lord Jiang also called himself a younger brother, which was really a joke.

Wu Lingwen laughed and said with a refreshing voice: Since Lord Jiang likes it, then this first fan is given to Lord Jiang as my adult beauty.

In this way, I would be disrespectful to me.

Jiang Min was overjoyed when he heard this, and didn't care about being polite. He quickly grabbed the fan and started playing with it with love.

Wu Gui, who was standing by, saw Jiang Min so happy, was also proud of his creativity. Although he wanted to attribute the credit to the second young master, Wu Gui could also be secretly happy with Yuqin's reward.

At this time, Wu Lingwen and Jiang Min started talking again. Wu Gui knew that the content of the two people involved the inside story of the official and businessmen, so he whispered in a low voice: Lord Jiang, master, the old slave still has to go back to work, so he will leave first.

Jiang Min and Wu Lingwen were in a good mood at this moment and both nodded and said: Then you go down first.

After Wu Gui bowed and left, he walked out of the store and hurriedly walked towards the pharmacy.

The sunshine in Suzhou is brighter and shines on the other side of Suzhou City, the Wu family mansion.

The rockery is surrounded by a stone bridge, surrounded by lake water, and the apricot trees and peach blossoms are planted along the way, and the fallen flowers are colorful along the way, and the willow branches are so shattered, just like a fairyland on earth. This is the residence of the second wife of the Wu family, Mr. Wu's favorite concubine He Ruoxue: Penglai residence.

By the way, this second wife of the Wu family is elegant by nature and has no disputes with the world. Although she is highly favored by Wu Lingwen, she never becomes arrogant because of her favor.

She loved quietness and asked Wu Lingwen to build this Penglai residence on the flank of the Wu family's mansion so that she could come here to rest and escape the summer heat.

It was midsummer and the weather in Suzhou began to get a little hot. He Ruoxue moved here early to embroider the scenery every day, making her feel uncomfortable.

The rare tranquility has been broken today.

daughter!

A young man in a gorgeous costume shouted loudly into the building as soon as he stepped into Penglai residence.

I saw this man with sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes, extraordinary, with a bit of ruffianity, seventy-nine and twoty-evil spirit in his laughter. It was Wu Yu, the eldest son of the Wu family.

A girl next to her has a delicate figure, a delicate breast like a bamboo shoot, a waist that is better than a willow, her eyebrows are three-point red, her cheeks are red and a little bright, and her pretty face is like a summer night. Needless to say, she is Wu Yu's maid Liu'er.

While shouting, Wu Yu held Liu'er's little hand and walked into the building.

My young master, please slow down...

Liu'er said helplessly.

Every time I come here to see He Ruoxue, Wu Yu is so anxious.

Because Wu Lingwen wanted to take care of his family's business, Wu Yu lived with his mother since childhood and rarely met Wu Lingwen.

He Ruoxue is also a quiet and gentle person. He is gentle and never loses his temper with Wu Yu, so Wu Yu's intimacy with his mother is also very rare in the wealthy families in Suzhou City.

As soon as he stepped into the small building, a handsome lady walked down the stairs.

The elegant face is not covered with pink, the eyebrows are like distant mountains, the eyes are like meteors, the beautiful nose is small, and the lips are like cherries. The age is not visible on the perfect face. At first glance, it looks like a decade of life. When you look carefully, it has a bit of decline and vicissitudes. The long black hair is like the most beautiful tassels in summer. The light moves the lotus steps exudes a temperament that is independent from the world, neither far nor near, and a faint smile is traceless.

She wore a plain green long skirt, the gauze dress was thin, and it was not exposed.

The tall figure is not inferior to that of a man, his breasts are as firm as bamboo shoots after a rain, and he can feel its perfection through his clothes.

The waist trembles slightly, sways in the breeze, and the fragrant buttocks are round, neither fat nor thin.

The straight long legs stood gracefully, as if talking about their feelings.

The naked jade feet were stepping on the clean floor, and the toes exposed in the hem of the skirt were cute and small, slightly upturned, smooth and seductive.

This beautiful young woman is Wu Yu's biological mother He Ruoxue.

She married Wu Lingwen at the age of 18. Now, eighteen years have passed. Time seems to have left no trace on her face. The flawless pretty face has only had years of vicissitudes, and her whole body exudes a mature smell.

When Wu Yu saw his mother, he hurriedly ran to her, raised his sleeves and slapped her in a cold mood, and said with a smile: Mom, why do you think you are younger again? You are almost as good as a child.

He Ruoxue smiled and spat at Wu Yu and said: "Little slippery, even my mother dares to tease you."

As she said that, she touched the back of Wu Yu's head docilely and said softly: Yu'er, you are not young anymore. It's time to go to the store to help your father and learn how to do business, so as to avoid being idle and not doing your job properly in the future.

Listening to her mother's slightly verbose words, Wu Yu was not impatient at all and still coaxed her with a smile: I naturally know that the child has been learning to keep accounts recently. If you don't believe me, ask Sister Liu'er.

After saying that, he quickly looked at Liu'er and kept blinking.

Liu'er grimaced for him, ran to He Ruoxue and said: Miss, don't listen to his nonsense.He knew that he was fiddling with those strange Western things at home all day long, and he didn't know what was good about those things...

Although He Ruoxue is already married, Liu'er is still used to calling her a lady.

Haha, if he likes to play with those new things, let him play enough.

He Ruoxue walked to the chair with a decent manner and sat down.

Wu Yu ran to her mother, pinched her shoulders obediently, and said: By the way, mom, aunt's personal maid Yuqin, are you familiar with her?

Since seeing Yuqin and Wu Gui's affair that day, Wu Yu can't help but think of it every day.

Not very familiar with me, what's wrong?

He Ruoxue picked up the teacup, and the porcelain lid hit the edge of the cup, making a buzzing sound.

When Wu Yu heard this, he laughed and said: It’s okay, I’m free to ask.

He Ruoxue gave Wu Yu a white look, his face turned red, and he joked: Could it be that you fell in love with someone else's Yuqin and wanted to put it in the room?At a young age, I just thought about some dirty things, and it was really a challenge...

As he said that, he raised his jade hand and made a gesture to fight.

Wu Yu quickly pretended to be crying and complained: Ah is wronged, how could the child think about that? Even if he thought about it...

Her eyes couldn't help but aim at Liu'er and continued: Even if I think about it, I still miss Sister Liu'er...

you!You...you're going to die!

Liu'er suddenly blushed and became angry. She pulled up the hem of her skirt and kicked Wu Yu.

But a few ripples appeared in my heart, and I was secretly happy.

Mom, look at her, she is neither big nor small...

While hiding from Liu'er's fragrant feet, Wu Yu smiled and said to He Ruoxue.

He Ruoxue watched the master and servant fight, and couldn't help but smile, stop Liu'er and cursed at Wu Yu: I think you are not big or small, what do you want Liu'er?

Miss!

Liu'er quickly stamped her feet and said shyly.

I want Ah...

Wu Yu pretended to be contemplative and shook her head and said: I think, I miss her...purse.

Because he didn't want Wu Yu to become a playboy who spent money like money, He Ruoxue handed over his financial power to Liu'er to prevent him from squandering too much.

you!

Liu'er first heard Wu Yu's preface and was looking forward to it, but he didn't expect the word "purse" to appear. He suddenly felt wronged in his heart, and he looked at Wu Yu with red eyes and couldn't say a word.

He Ruoxue, who was beside him, quickly stroked Liu'er's back and said in a soft voice: You just like to listen to his nonsense, you don't know what he is thinking.

Although He Ruoxue was born in the Wu family, his thoughts were not as pedantic as ordinary people, and his views on the relationship between men and women are often surprising and unique.

During the years of raising Wu Yu, He Ruoxue did not avoid such things. She believed that if she covered up everywhere, it would be easy to lead Wu Yu to go astray, so she simply stated it clearly.

hey-hey…

Seeing that Liu'er was jealous, Wu Yu was a little anxious and said with a shy face: Sister Liu'er, I'm joking with you, I just miss you...

Liu'er pouted and said in a humming voice: I miss you!

He Ruoxue shook his head and said to himself: I can't control the affairs of this young man anymore, so let it go.

She pulled Liu'er and sat down, signaling Wu Yu to come to her side as well.

Rain.

He Ruoxue looked at Wu Yu and said: You are not young anymore. You will be eighteen in the early spring next year. Seeing you grow up, your father is quite pleased. He wants to make a marriage for you so that you can avoid thinking about it all day long.

Marriage?

Wu Yu and Liu Er said in unison.

Yes, marriage.

He Ruoxue said lightly: Of course, your father is your father, and the marriage he has decided is only what he wants. Whether it will be successful or not depends on the consent of our mother and son. Don’t be too panicked.

Liu'er's eyes turned red again, and she stared at Wu Yu blankly.

Wu Yu felt her feelings and said to He Ruoxue: Mom, if you want to get married, then I will marry Sister Liu'er first.

Nonsense!

He Ruoxue said a little sternly: Liu'er, you will naturally marry him, but no matter what, to outsiders, she is a servant after all, and your wife must be of equal status.

Liu'er and Wu Yu could only bow their heads and feel helpless when they heard this.

Seeing this, He Ruoxue said angrily: "Wuji, why did you become stupid again at this time?" He Ruoxue saw this. It was for outsiders to see it. When you return home, you are not the head of your family.

Wu Yu looked up and said, "Yes, isn't this the case at home?"

The aunt is the real wife. Although her father and aunt are also considered loving, they are always worse than doting on their mothers.

Liu'er on the side also smiled and looked at Wu Yu in the rain. Her pretty blushed face was a little charming, and she wanted to marry Wu Yu immediately.

After trying to get through the joints, Wu Yu calmed down and pretended to ask unintentionally: Whose girl did Dad give me?

He Ruoxue's tone stopped and sighed softly: He family.