Chapter 86-90

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Chapter 86

In August, the autumn is getting darker, the day is still very hot, and the weather turns cooler quickly after sunset. Wang Yanqing was thinking about the Mid-Autumn Festival this year. When she heard that Lu Heng was back, she went to the study to find him with the gift list.

The guard in the study met Wang Yanqing and greeted Wang Yanqing as usual. But Wang Yanqing keenly found that today was a little different. Usually, the guards let her go without saying a word when they saw her, but today they took the initiative to talk to her. They seemed to be courting Wang Yanqing, but they were actually delaying the time and going inside to report to Lu Heng.

Wang Yanqing groaned inwardly, is there anything important to Lu Heng recently? Even she has to keep it a secret. Wang Yanqing pretended not to know, stopped to talk to the guard, and when the guard finally finished saying hello, Wang Yanqing continued to walk inside. When she pushed open the door, sure enough, the study was clean, and Lu Heng was sitting behind the desk, reading a book.

Seeing her come in, Lu Heng put down the book and walked towards her with a smile: "Why are you here?"

Wang Yanqing knew that Lu Heng's position was special, and there were some things he didn't want her to know, and Wang Yanqing wouldn't ask her. She put down the food box, took out the small celadon plate with Doucai grape pattern inside, and said, "The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, I have printed several kinds of cake molds, but I am not sure which one to use for the gift, so I came over and asked my brother. ."

Lu Heng looked at the table, there were various kinds of cakes on the porcelain plate, with begonia, hosta, lotus and other patterns printed on it, Lu Heng looked at it and said, "I think these four kinds of cakes are very good-looking, they are done like this. Exquisite, it would be a pity to abandon it. Just keep it all, and install two for each pattern, just to take the meaning of the two seasons."

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, folk relatives and friends will give each other moon cakes, with the meaning of reunion. Superiors, peers, and subordinates have to give gifts, and they have to give them face. This has led to more and more fierce competition in Beijing's boxing ceremony, not only to compare the carvings on the moon cakes, but also the cakes and moon fruits that come with the gift box.

Sending the Mid-Autumn Festival gift has become a completely unnecessary, but must do a good-looking face project.

Wang Yanqing was a little surprised to hear Lu Heng's words. Lu Fu has always taken a low-key route in the past, but this time, Lu Heng would also join the comparison army.

Wang Yanqing reminded: "Brother, is it too delicate to use four patterns at the same time?"

Lu Heng just smiled and said, "This time is different from the past."

Of course, Lu Heng didn't just burn his own money for fun. His previous boxing was mainly prudent and low-key. On the one hand, it was due to his position, and on the other hand, it was because he didn't have a wife. This year, the gift box of Lu Mansion suddenly changed its style, and with the addition of something as feminine as flowers, all the palaces in the capital could immediately realize that Lu Mansion would have a hostess.

According to the etiquette, both the son and the father are cut off for three years. Observance of filial piety is said to be three years, but it is actually twenty-seven months by convention. It is now August of the thirteenth year of Jiajing, and Lu Heng has been filial piety for two full years. In other words, in another three months, Lu Heng will be able to consider the issue of filial piety.

Taking advantage of such a good opportunity of the Mid-Autumn Festival, he should also slowly warm up to everyone in the capital.

Lu Heng insisted, and Wang Yanqing had no objection, so he did as he said. Wang Yanqing saw a book on Lu Heng's desk and asked, "Brother, what book are you reading?"

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