On the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, the Royal Shipping fleet returned safely to Sansha Port, marking the successful conclusion of this year¡¯s shipping work.
Chairman Chen Huaixiu did not go with the ship on this voyage because he attended the group meeting, but he has always missed them.
She was waiting at the dock early today to welcome the returning fleet.
"Sister Huaixiu!" When the Pingjiang docked, Zhang Xiaojing walked down the gangway in a heroic manner.
She wore a green Zhaojun suit on her head, a lotus blue bucket-patterned cloak on the outside, and a bamboo green short jacket on the inside. She didn't wear a skirt on her lower body, but a pair of neat white trousers with the legs tucked into deerskin boots. The people at the pier were stunned by her heroic appearance.
There is no way, a person who has an enchanting country will look particularly good no matter what he wears
"You've had a hard journey, sister." Chen Huaixiu smiled and greeted her.
¡°I learned a lot from Grandpa Niu on this trip.¡± Xiao Zhuzi said with a happy smile: ¡°He said that I can take the helm next year.¡±
"That's really awesome" Chen Huaixiu praised, thinking to himself, what does this mean? The daughter of a grand maester learned to sail from me. Just learn to drive.
The two left the Pingjiang together, and the sound of crackling firecrackers rang out on the pier.
"What is this for?" Zhang Xiaojing asked in confusion as she saw whips starting to be fired on every ship.
"This is the custom of the Shachuan Gang. When the whip is fired and the oars are put away, the boats are sealed for the New Year." Chen Huaixiu explained: "Usually the boats are sealed when the twelfth lunar month enters. This year, the boats are sealed the day before New Year's Eve. This is the first time. Come back."
"Tomorrow is New Year's Eve" Xiao Zhuzi was in a trance after hearing this.
"You really don't want to go to Suzhou?" Chen Huaixiu asked softly.
"Mingyue invited me, but I don't want to go." Xiao Zhuzi bit her lower lip and said, "I like to be alone"
Gang leader Chen pretended not to hear her last sentence and said with a teasing smile: "Then what if someone else invites you?"
"Who else would invite me?" Xiao Zhuzi smiled sadly when he heard this, and was so sad that he almost shed tears. She had already sent herself to the door, and no one else took her seriously. How could she belittle herself? Do you really have no regard for your father's face?
Just as I was hurting myself, I heard Chen Huaixiu ask quietly:
"Then what if he invites you?"
"Who?" Xiao Zhuzi heard this and subconsciously looked up.
Then he saw in front of him, a handsome young man in white with a charming smile, waving to him with a smile.
"Xiao Jing, welcome home." Zhao Hao put on his most natural smile and said the line he had been thinking about for a long time.
"Where did Meng Langzi come from?" Xiao Zhuzi blushed, pretending not to recognize him, and took Chen Huaixiu's arm and walked forward. "Sister, I want to go to your house to celebrate the New Year, is that okay?"
"Of course you are welcome." Chen Huaixiu smiled and said, "As long as you don't mind the coldness of the widow's door."
"That's not possible. We have agreed. Xiao Jing is mine. Sister Huaixiu, you can't take it away." Zhao Hao said hurriedly.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Xiao Zhuzi's face turned even redder when he heard this, with a look of shame and annoyance on his beautiful face as he said, "Master Zhao, please be more respectful."
After saying that, he took Chen Huaixiu¡¯s arm and walked forward.
Zhao Hao, who was left behind, couldn't help but feel embarrassed. He waved his hand and signaled the guards to drive away the spectators.
Then he quickly chased after her and looked at his sister Huaixiu for help.
Chen Huaixiu laughed dumbly, gently pulled out his arm, and apologized to Xiao Zhuzi: "I have to preside over the ship sealing ceremony, you guys can chat first."
"I'll go with you" Zhang Xiaojing wanted to follow.
Zhao Hao reached out and took hold of her slender arm.
"Mr. Zhao, please respect yourself." Zhang Xiaojing struggled, her mouth pursed in grievance, and she was about to cry.
"I don't." Zhao Hao started to lie. "I have to take you back to celebrate the New Year today."
"You will only make me look down on you." Zhang Xiaojing couldn't express what she felt in her heart, so she lowered her head and cried.
"Alas" Mr. Zhao let out a long sigh and had no choice but to resort to a trick.
He held Zhang Xiaojing¡¯s hand and recited a poem in a deep tone:
"If you don't cherish yourself in front of the bottle, your pretense of madness will inevitably become true."
Every word hits Xiao Zhuzi¡¯s vitality. She loves Zhao Hao¡¯s poems so much that she can¡¯t stand this. Xiao Zhuzi is Mr. Zhao¡¯s number one fan the bracket girl.
"I once whipped a famous horse because I was drunk. I was afraid that love would be too much for the beauty"
Hearing this explanation, Xiao Zhuzi finally turned around, looked at him with tears rolling down his face and cried hard: "Don't you feel a little bit beaten for saying this now? When you made that 'no need to report,'With her red lips, she said seductively: "I want you to lead the song inward."
"It's easy to talk about!" Zhao Hao agreed happily, and then thought for a moment: "Is the poem good?"
"Of course." Zhang Xiaojing nodded happily. Poems express ambitions and emotions. Of course, words are more suitable to give to a girl.
If Xue Lang had been present, he would have shouted bitterly: ¡®Donor Zhao, you are too partial! How am I inferior to Miss Zhang? ! ¡¯
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The river breeze caressed me gently, and the reed flowers drifted. Before I knew it, the west wind had gone and the east wind had arrived.
Zhao Hao let go of Zhang Xiaojing, took two steps, and then said in a deep voice: "There is nothing wrong with the east wind, and the makeup is thousands of flowers."
Xiao Jing was so focused when she heard that, she looked at him infatuatedly that she didn't even notice that Zhao Hao reached out and hooked her chin.
"I have taken my time to read the shadows of flowers, only the moon is slanted" Zhao Hao said in a long voice: "I have an iron flute from the south of the Yangtze River. I want to lean on a branch of fragrant snow and blow through the clouds of Yucheng. The clear shadows are hard to come by, and the catkins are flying all over the sky"
Zhao Hao looked up at the fluttering reed flowers, hugged Xiao Jing tightly, and said passionately:
"Floating away, you and I are floating in the clouds.
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