It seems that the TV series is a lie, who said that women in ancient times could not fall in love freely?

But now, what to do?

Should I respond to a poem?

Han Jiang stood there with embarrassment on his face capitalized, even if he copied it, he might not be able to memorize the ancient poems of later generations. Qian Xinyao just didn't turn around, and Mama Wu of the Qian family didn't urge, this was waiting for Han Jiang.

Today's weather is not good, the wind is not light, although there is no snow, the air is very wet and cold.

Especially by the river, after standing for a long time, this cold is very uncomfortable.

Han Jiang looked up at the sky, it was a little overcast, maybe it would snow.

Let so many people wait, Han Jiang was a little embarrassed in his heart, but how to return to this poem, Han Jiang could remember the three hundred Tang poems he memorized, and he obviously couldn't cope with it. Just rely on your own level to compose a poem on the spot?

Don't be funny, this one is so hard.

Han Jiang stood there thinking, and Qian Xinyao was waiting. The servants of the Han family stood neatly, and the servants and maids of the Qian Mansion also stood neatly.

Pregnant.

Han Jiang thought of a movie with a love poem on it, and it might be useful to copy it.

I hope I can get through it.

Han Jiang spoke, glad in his heart that he liked to watch movies in his previous life.

"Ten miles of Pinghu is full of frost, and every inch of green silk is sad. Look at the moon-shaped single look at each other, only envy the mandarin duck and not the immortal. ”

After Han Jiang finished reading a poem, Qian Xinyao smiled and turned to leave. Judging from this expression, Qian Xinyao was very satisfied with this poem, and Han Jiang was also relieved.

Qian Fu's boat left the dock, and Han Jiang turned around: "Han Si is going back to the other courtyard, I am really not good at composing poetry, if there is any opportunity to compose poetry next time, you remind me and let me dodge." ”

Han Si followed beside him, first instructing the servants to help Han Jiang into the carriage, and then go back to the other courtyard.

After getting into the carriage, Han Si asked in a low voice, "Does Shaojun plan to marry the girl of the Qian family in the autumn of the next year?" ”

"Did I say that?" Han Jiang didn't understand what Han Si meant.

Han Si replied: "Shaojun's poem mentions the Pinghu Lake and the moon, isn't the autumn moon of the Pinghu Lake the famous scenery of the West Lake, the moon in autumn, the mandarin duck is not a picture embroidered on the quilt when they get married, isn't it a marriage?" ”

Han Jiangxin said that this brain supplement skill is at the level of a Super Saiyan.

Wrong.

It's not that Han Si's brain supplement is high.

On the boat, Qian Xinyao also thought so.

Not only Qian Xinyao, but everyone who hears this poem almost interprets it exactly the same.

This means: we all live on the edge of the West Lake, and you don't have to worry about getting married. When the autumn moon in Pinghu Lake this year, we will not let you go to enjoy the moon alone, we will enjoy it together, we are a couple, even the gods will be envious.

The autumn moon of Pinghu Lake is one of the ten scenic spots of West Lake, and you can enjoy the moon in autumn.

Qian Xinyao's boat was on its way home.

Han Jiang stopped at the gate of the other courtyard and did not enter the courtyard.

"Shaojun." Han Si stood aside.

Han Jiang said: "I think about it, I only have a surprise move for the Wu family, go and do the first thing first, Tong Lao didn't say that he would kill a few, tie people to me in the largest open space in Yanzhou City, and tell us that the craftsmen of the Han family, who have been bullied by it, can go to beat a stick." ”

"Then, arrange reliable people throughout Yanzhou to spread a message to me, but don't let people know that I arranged it, and spread it quietly, but let the people of the entire Yanzhou spread this news. The point of this news is to let the craftsmen of the Wu family know that I was ordered by the two heads of the family to clean up the affairs of the Han family, and then the Wu family, and there are bitter and grudges in the center of the Wu family's craftsmen. ”

Han Si bowed slightly: "The little one understands, let the craftsmen of the Wu family know that they have revenge, and the time has come to repay their grievances, let the bitter masters stand up by themselves, and from these people, you can know the first-hand evidence of the Wu family's stewardship's greed and bullying." ”

"Yes."

"Don't worry, Shaojun, the small ones will be arranged."

"Yes."

The resentment has been accumulated for a long time, and it is quite terrifying to erupt.

In just half an hour, Han Jiang felt that this matter was a little out of control.

Several of the most heinous stewards of the Han family were tied up in a square used for large transactions in Yanzhou Mansion, and at first the craftsmen lined up to fight, but later saw that the people were beaten and no longer formed, and some people were afraid that they would not have a chance to fight.

Countless people rushed up.

When Han Tong led people to maintain order, there were still people, a few stalls of meat and mud, and even the bones were smashed.

Han Tong only verbally taught a few young people who were taking turns to hit the iron sledgehammer, and did not punish anyone, but just asked the young people who were too ruthless to prepare a few wooden boxes.

People are all beaten into pulp, and it is useless to ask for a coffin, just a wooden box.

The Han family's affairs are preliminarily over.

Next, I will check the village households and mountain households, and I believe that the black hands already know that they are powerful.

But after another half an hour, the whole Yanzhou was in chaos.

To be precise, it's a mess.

The Wu family's artisans have spread the word, and the head of the family entrusted the young monarch of the Han family to personally deal with the evil servant and kill him without guilt.

At those few stalls of meat and mud, one of the stewards of the Wu family was beaten to death on the spot, and the three stewards were tied and kneeling there in the most uncomfortable posture, and the rest of the stewards were half kneeling and most of them were standing.

At the door of each steward of the Wu family, there was a team of at least ten craftsmen spontaneously formed at the door, holding sticks to guard the door.

Han Jiang came to the square, smelling the smell in the air and almost vomiting.

I didn't even dare to look at it.

But the Wu family craftsmen and the Han family craftsmen who were watching on the square, as well as the two individual craftsmen who were attached to it, were all excited.

"Come on, cover it with a cloth. There are also women and children, so don't frighten the children. Han Jiang didn't dare to look at it himself, so he found such an excuse.

Standing on a desk brought by someone, Han Jiang said: "My name is Han Jiang, the mother of the mother gave the word skill, the contemporary young gentleman of the Han family." Today's business is not my business alone, nor is it the business of the Wu and Han families, but everyone's business. When my father and uncle heard that the evil servants were bullying the small households, they were deeply disturbed and could not sleep all night. ”

Han Jiang bowed.

Hundreds of people knelt in the square.

"Acting father, acting uncle, Xiang Yanzhou's father...... Make amends. "Han Jiang gave a very formal long salute this time.

There was a cry in the square.

The Great Song Dynasty does not kneel, kneeling is only in the huge difference in identity, the younger generation to the elders, the servants are not wrong, and they do not need to kneel, that is, ordinary people do not require to kneel when they see the official family.

Han Jiang gave a salute, and ordinary craftsmen didn't dare to take it, so they knelt down.

Han Jiang's second very formal gift.

There are so many ordinary people in Yanzhou who can't return the salute, so there is a kneeling in the square, and it can be said that more than ninety out of ten people are kneeling. The only one who is still standing is the person who followed Han Jiang this time.

Han Jiang got up and sat on the desk: "Get up, get up and talk, there are many older people here, in terms of seniority, they must be above me, in terms of age, I'm afraid it's my father, my uncle was here to make a living when he was young." Kneel, let me speak, get up. ”