Jian Zhaoxing

Chapter 362 A man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle

Jiang Liuyun was in a bad mood after leaving Jiang Yunhe's place.

He ran to the training ground and vented his anger before calming down.

This is nothing more than a useless venting.

After venting his anger, he still had to follow Jiang Yunhe's orders step by step.

The Minister of Justice is indeed a big problem.

If Mole Mother hadn't died at the Ministry of Justice's residence, Jiang Liuyun might have been able to apologize and reconcile.

However, he had already offended the Minister of Justice to the point of no return, so he could only resort to the old method and start with the Minister of Justice's son.

If that's the case, Jiang Liuyun couldn't help but feel a headache coming on at the Cangxiang Tower.

Putting aside how to explain it to others, he himself has never been interested in poetry gatherings.

He disliked those who could only recite a few sentimental poems, like Lu Huai.

Thinking of Lu Huai, he couldn't help but think of Lin Zhiqing as well.

If Lin Zhiqing were a member of the Jiang family, she would surely have a way to clean up this mess, right?
He gave a wry smile, not knowing why the thought had popped into his head.

What is Lin Zhiqing doing now?

Was he thinking of a way to deal with the Jiang family, or was he thinking of... Lu Huai?
……

"Achoo!" Lin Zhiqing rubbed her nose.

Asagao brought over a cup of hot tea: "Miss, look at you, you haven't been resting properly lately, you've caught a cold now, haven't you?"

"Perhaps someone is thinking of me," Lin Zhiqing replied casually.

Chaoyan didn't react immediately: "Miss, are you talking about Young Master Lu?"

After saying that, she remembered that Lin Zhiqing and Lu Huai must have had a fight recently, so she pursed her lips:

"Miss, I'm sorry, I misspoke."

"It's nothing." Lin Zhiqing was now able to look at the matter calmly. She fiddled with the two pieces of clothing, unable to make up her mind.

"Asagao." After staring at it for a long time, she still couldn't figure it out.

"Come and take a look, which of these two clothes is better?"

Asagao knew which two pieces they were without even looking; she pointed to the blue dress on the left:

“Miss, this light green ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) complements your skin tone perfectly, makes you look radiant, and won’t steal the spotlight from others.”

"I think this one is better, but that red dress is extremely beautiful. Miss would definitely look like a fairy in it."

Lin Zhiqing pinched her chin: "Green, isn't it too plain?"

"Although it's rather simple, doesn't Miss usually prefer an elegant style of dress?" Asagao chose it according to Lin Zhiqing's usual preferences.

“The occasion is different.” Lin Zhiqing turned her gaze to the red dress on the right.

This dress was purchased at great expense. The collar was adorned with a two-finger-wide gold brocade ribbon with intertwined floral patterns, and a pair of phoenixes were embroidered on the front. The stitches were as fine as hair, and the bird feathers were dyed with varying shades of crimson silk thread.

In addition, she wore a pomegranate-red palace sash around her waist, with three pearls hanging from the end. When she walked, the pearls would gently tap against each other and make a crisp sound.

The skirt hem is even more ingenious, with lotus and auspicious cloud patterns embroidered on it, and a thin edge outlined with silver thread, as if there is a subtle shimmering light.

"Miss, why don't you try it on? This red dress will definitely look beautiful on you," Asagao suggested.

“Okay.” Lin Zhiqing picked up the red outfit.

Asagao left and tidied up the various cosmetics on the table.

Soon, Lin Zhiqing's voice came out.

"Asagao, come and take a look."

Asagao put down what she was holding and turned to go into the inner room.

The moment Chaoyan saw Lin Zhiqing, she froze. Her mouth gaped open, and her eyes couldn't move an inch away.

The moment Lin Zhiqing saw Chaoyan's reaction, she knew in her heart that she had chosen the right clothes.

Indeed, clothes make the man and a saddle makes the horse!

It took Asagao a while to react. She couldn't help but take a few steps forward and carefully examine Lin Zhiqing. Then she spoke:

“Miss, are you still the same Miss I know? I was worried that this dress was too bright, but now that you've put it on, I don't feel that way anymore.”

"You mean I wasn't good-looking before?" Lin Zhiqing smiled.

“Miss, I didn’t say that. You look beautiful every day, but now you look like a fairy from heaven. If you put on makeup, you would definitely look even more beautiful.” Asagao kept praising.

Lin Zhiqing nodded: "Okay, this is the one. In a few days, come with me to the east of the city to attend a poetry gathering."

"A poetry gathering?" Asagao asked, somewhat puzzled. "Miss, aren't poetry gatherings only for men?"

"Furthermore, if this is a poetry gathering, wouldn't this outfit be a bit too elaborate?"

People at the poetry gathering valued elegance and wanted to collect every light-colored garment in the world.

There's no doubt that this red dress is beautiful, but it's something to consider carefully for a poetry gathering.

"There's no need to go in. We can just pass by. I remember the Lin family has a shop in the East Market. We can just say we're going to check on the shop." Lin Zhiqing wasn't too worried.

Upon hearing this, Asagao knew that Lin Zhiqing must have something to do, so she nodded.

"Miss, don't worry, I will definitely dress you up beautifully on that day."

"Okay," Lin Zhiqing replied.

This dress was prepared for the son of the Minister of Justice.

The Ministry of Justice has now become a "strategic location for military strategists," so Lin Zhiqing certainly wouldn't let him go.

After changing her clothes, Lin Zhiqing took Chaoyan to Lin Yangyang's courtyard.

During this period of time, she would always go and visit whenever she had free time.

However, Lin Yangyang was not in the courtyard.

Xiao Cui told Lin Zhiqing that she didn't know where Lin Yangyang had gone, and that Lin Yangyang wouldn't let anyone follow her.

Lin Zhiqing thought for a moment, then sent Chaoyan back to Shuqing Pavilion, and turned to go to the training ground.

The Lin family's training ground is rarely used on weekdays, and even passersby are few and far between.

Those who could be used were either no longer there or no longer in Shengjing.

As Lin Zhiqing approached a little closer, she heard a sound of panting heavily.

That was Lin Yangyang's voice.

Lin Yangyang is practicing her martial arts.

She usually followed Lin Zhiqing around, but most of the time she practiced her skills in her own courtyard.

Now that I've come to the drill ground, I'm trying to hide from others.

Although Lin Yangyang appeared indifferent on the surface these past few days, Lin Zhiqing knew that she couldn't let go of it in her heart.

These past few days, with Yan Yu away, Lin Zhiqing had been wanting to ask him if he had found a doctor skilled in this field.

Thinking of all this, Lin Zhiqing decided to leave quietly, knowing that Lin Yangyang did not want her hidden emotions to be seen by others.

But as soon as she took a step, Lin Yangyang's wary voice rang out:
"Who, who is there!"

Her meridians were damaged, but her hearing remained very sensitive.

Just as Lin Zhiqing was about to answer, Lin Yangyang was already in front of her.

"Qing-meimei, what brings you here?" Lin Yangyang asked with a surprised look, but there was no sign of distress on her face.

Lin Zhiqing was speechless.

Lin Yangyang smiled and said, "I know, you must be worried about me!"

"Qing-meimei, you're so busy, you don't need to come see me. Look at me, I'm doing fine."

She twirled around, her face beaming with smiles.

Lin Zhiqing could tell that the smile wasn't forced, and was slightly surprised: "Cousin, you..."

Lin Yangyang knew what she wanted to ask and smiled:
"Qing-meimei, you underestimate me too much. If one hand isn't enough, I have a second hand."