Zhou Yuan immediately said that he planned to sell it in limited quantities, which made Hua Tian, who had no thoughts, stunned and gave half of her heart.

actually knows how to sell in limited quantities, Zhou Yuan is really born with business acumen, so that the future days of Washington will definitely be better and better. The eldest brother's vision is really good.

After praising Zhou Yuan a few times, saying that it was a good idea, and mentioning a few key points to let her pay attention, Hua Tian expressed his intention to be tired.

Seeing this, Zhou Yuan was a little worried, but seeing that Hua Tian's face was pale, it was not easy to ask too much. After leaving, in a blink of an eye, someone took a good thousand-year-old ginseng from her dowry and gave it to Hua Tian, so that she could take good care of her body.

Hua Tian, who received the ginseng, was grateful again, but she was not really sick, she was just overthinking, so she let the ginseng go for two days and returned it.

On this day, Hua Tian, who was already eager to leave for the northwest, ate some fragrant porridge, sat under the window and held the jade statue in a daze.

After sitting for some time, I heard someone talking under the window, and the volume was normal, similar to normal talking.

Lilac said, "The birthday of the saint is approaching, I walked on the street, and I happened to meet the fennel in the Zhenguo General's Mansion. I called someone to inquire, but I inquired about some news of the Zhenguo general. ”

"How dare you ask someone to go to that fennel for news? If Fennel knows, we will inquire about the news - Miss will not spare you. Dawn was surprised.

"I know it, so I didn't go in person, but I invited someone I didn't know to go, so I sure no one would guess our house." Lilac said proudly, "I say, don't you want to know what I have heard?" ”

"What did you hear?" Dawn asked curiously.

Lilac sighed, "I heard that General Zhenguo doesn't plan to return to the capital this year. Mid-Autumn Festival will not return, the Holy Life Banquet will not return, and Chinese New Year's Eve will not return. ”

"Really? Why don't you come back? ”

"It's more true than pearls, listen to what fennel means, General Zhenguo won't come back in the past few years."

Hua Tian listened inside, and a huge disappointment surged in his heart, which soon turned into great anxiety.

Why did Zhong Liche go for a few years and not return to the imperial capital for the New Year's holiday? What's going on? Has he forgotten about himself and has someone he likes in the Northwest, so he doesn't want to come back?

One question after another, turning back and forth in Hua Tian's heart, provoked Hua Tian to immediately ride his horse to the northwest.

In her anxiety, she forgot how Lilac and Dawn could say these things so bluntly and rudely under the window, clearly for her.

But at this moment, her heart is full of thoughts, where is half calm? I didn't expect that the two of them deliberately inquired about the news and came back to inform themselves.

After being stunned for a while, there was no sound under the window, Hua Tian stood up, but he felt his chest churning, a faint pain, and sat down again.

If you go to the northwest with your body strong, you are afraid that you will lose your life if you are only halfway through. When the time comes, people don't see it, and they are gone first, but the gains outweigh the losses.

Although he didn't have much sober will, Hua Tian still instinctively knew what to do and what not to do.

In this way, in Hua Tian's anxiety and worry, a few more days passed.

I thought that letting Hua Tian know the news of Zhong Liche would make her feel better, but she didn't expect Hua Tian's spirit to be even worse. The eight maids were worried in their hearts, and secretly complained about the lilac who came up with the idea many times.

"Miss, the slave maid inquired, someone really came to test Li Gongzi." Lilac ran back and said hurriedly.

Hua Tian perked up and looked at Lilac.

She had asked the eight maids to pay attention before, and if the old man went to contact Li Zhi, she would come back and inform her.

"Is it an old man in his fifties or sixties?" Hua Tian asked.

Ding Xiang nodded hurriedly, her little face was very excited, "It is said that yes, that person had a few tricks with Li Gongzi, and then asked Xiao Jianlan where he was." ”

Xiao Jianlan? Hua Tian immediately thought of Mother Lan, and hurriedly asked, "How did the junior brother answer?" ”

Li Gongzi said he didn't know, and then forced the people back. The old man was very unwilling, but he went anyway. Lilac said.

Hua Tian nodded, signaled that he understood, and asked Lilac to sit aside.

Sure enough, the old man and Mother Lan knew each other, but for some reason, Mother Blue wanted to avoid the old man. Xiao Jianlan is obviously the real name of Lan's mother. I can't believe that she even hides her real name.

After thinking about a few versions of Mother Lan and the old man who knew each other but fell out in the end, Hua Tian finally had some spirits.

At this time, she received a post from Zhao Xiuchu and others, saying that they wanted to get together together.

Hua Tian read the post and meant to come to Washington, so he hurriedly wrote a post and sent it back, saying that Washington is busy now, so he went to the restaurant for a small gathering.

If a few people come to Washington, they must be entertained in her house. At present, the smell of Chinese medicine in the house is strong, which is very suspicious, and people cannot be invited to the house. Fortunately, everyone outside knows that Washington is preparing to sell wine, and it is a busy time.

Zhao Xiuchu and the others did not suspect him, and soon replied and agreed to meet in the restaurant.

Because Miss Cheng San was crushed to death by a boulder, it is obvious that no one wants to go outside the city to play recently, and the restaurant is relatively safe.

In the blink of an eye, when it was time for the party, Hua Tian had more rouge on his face, so that he would not look too haggard.

However, Zhao Xiuchu and the others still saw that she was not in good spirits, and they were all concerned.

Hua Tian thanked him one by one for his concern, and made an excuse, saying that it was almost the Mid-Autumn Festival, and he missed Shanyang Town very much, so he couldn't eat.

The people did not think that she was injured and lovesick, but they all believed her and comforted her many words.

After sitting for a short time, the sound of the door opening next to me sounded, thinking that there was another guest.

Hua Tian and his entourage didn't care, they all thought they were ordinary guests.

Who knows, the voice next to him soon aroused everyone's interest.

"It's a hundred taels, and this poem has nothing to do with you from now on." A maid whispered.

"Little students should keep it in mind." A man's voice rang out again.

Then, the door opened, and footsteps departed.

Hua Tian didn't understand, could this be selling poetry? A hundred taels of silver is worth a lot.

"Alas......" Zhao Xiuchu suddenly sighed in a low voice.

Hua Tian was taken aback, Zhao Xiuchu has always been open-minded, why did he sigh for no reason at this moment? Hurriedly moved his gaze over and stared at Zhao Xiuchu.

Lin Xinqing was about to get married, and she looked a little thin at the moment, she saw Hua Tian's surprised look, so she shook her head and said, "Which lady is buying poetry?" ”

"What do you do when you buy poetry?" Hua Tian asked curiously.

"The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming again, and another opportunity to show off is coming, and the poems are not obvious, so naturally we have to prepare one or two poems early." Zhao Xiuchu sighed.

Hua Tian was a little puzzled, she remembered that there was no competition for poetry in the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, and she asked at the moment, "How can you compete for poetry in the Mid-Autumn Festival?" I remember not having that last year. ”

"Last year, the queen was in the limelight, who dared to steal her limelight? Now that Niangniang has a little prince, she naturally doesn't care about this. The tradition of composing poetry in previous years must be picked up. Zhao Xiuchu explained.

When Hua Tian heard this, he frowned secretly, could it be that he had to cheat again?

Seeing Hua Tian frowning, thinking that she didn't understand, Jian Liuzhu explained beside her,

"Some people want to save face, so they will bring Yiji to participate. Where can some ladies endure this? Naturally, I prepared the poem early so that my husband could see it, so that I wouldn't go outside to find Yiji. ”

Hua Tian understood a little at this time, Yiji is extremely talented when he speaks, and he is not a problem to write poetry. Some officials see that their wives can't bring their hands, so they will bring Yiji with excellent talent and appearance to save face.

In this way, the officials have face, but the ladies who cannot attend the banquet bite their silver teeth and lose any face.

This clearly tells the world that this man's wife is a straw bag and does not have any poetic talent, so he asked the husband to take Yiji to the banquet from outside.

What woman can endure such humiliation?

Thinking of this, Hua Tian sighed.

"You, those of us, the last thing you have to worry about is you. Your poetic genius is well known, and there will never be a woman who can step on your head. Even if your future husband wants to step on him, all the Confucian scholars and doctors in the imperial capital will not let him go. ”

Lin Xinqing looked at Hua Tian and said with envy.

Hua Tian was stunned, she hadn't thought about this problem, she never knew that the Great Zhou Dynasty was so strict with women.

No, maybe it's not that the Great Zhou Dynasty was strict with women, but that there were more arts, so that men could choose, so that women had to become versatile.

"Won't those ladies admit some talented little ladies into the door? It's better to let a concubine run rampant than to let a woman who doesn't know the details outside. Hua Tian asked curiously.

Zhao Xiuchu shook his head, "This is the most unacceptable." After all, no matter how arrogant she is outside, it won't affect her status in the inner house. If the concubine is talented and often attends the banquet on behalf of the main mother, will the concubine still be willing to be a concubine? ”

Hua Tian thought about it for a while, and then thought that if he married Zhong Liche, Zhong Liche would not be so face-saving, and suddenly his face became feverish, and he hurriedly diverted his attention and thought about the side matter.

"Why are you blushing? What comes to mind? Lin Xinqing asked curiously.

Hua Tian shook his head, "It's nothing. Seeing Lin Xinqing's disbelieving expression, he hurriedly changed the topic, "This Mid-Autumn Festival is almost the same as the palace banquet, how can you let Yiji go?" ”

"The banquet of the Mid-Autumn Festival is the most informal, and it has almost become a tradition to bring art in the past."

The Great Zhou Dynasty actually had such a tradition, and it was clear that the unruly woman overshadowed the lady of the main room. This kind of atmosphere is too cruel for women.

Seeing that Hua Tian was stunned and silent, Zhao Xiuchu reached out and rubbed her face, "So, I don't know how many women in this imperial capital secretly envy you for composing poetry, and poetry is very good." There are also people who hate you, and they want you to marry a bad one, and it is useless to have poetry talents. ”R1152