The girl of the Wang family shook her head vigorously, she knew that she was thinking too much, rather than having the time to think about these useless books, learning these two books within three days was the opportunity.

The trench is always one of the rich families, and the deed of work is no better than the current happy book.

And those who can learn in three days will definitely have a greater chance.

At this time, Hanfu.

Shadow and Cai are sorting out the various test documents they were in charge of before, and the two are now with different identities, and they have arranged for temporary maids to give them, and a small maid enters, whispering a few words in Cai's ear.

After the little maid finished reporting, Cai motioned for the others to go out.

When there were only two people in the room, Ying asked, "What, something?" ”

"Yes, trouble."

Ying understood, not only something, but also troublesome, and asked: "Who is looking for us to be unhappy." ”

"Nope."

Without a word, Ying instantly understood: "Is it difficult, what is our uneasy young gentleman doing?" ”

This time, Caiduo said a few words: "The night is full of flowers." ”

"No, he won't." Ying obviously wanted to be crooked, but immediately reacted wrongly: "What should I do?" ”

Cai got up: "I'll go to the Qian Mansion." ”

Ying secretly sighed: "I'm afraid that the eldest girl of the Qian family can't control him, you go, this matter must be explained." ”

"Yes." Cai then instructed the maid to come back in, help him change his clothes quickly, and then asked someone to go to Han Jiang's courtyard to get the booklet that Han Jiang used to arrange the new plan of the trench Henghao, and then prepared the carriage and hurried to the Qian Mansion.

Shadow couldn't help it except sigh heavily.

is about to get married, you are spending a lot of money at night and don't return, this matter is spreading, you can not be afraid of impeachment, what do you make the eldest girl of the Qian family think.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with the kindness of color and shadow.

But they really think too much.

Qian Xinyao knew that Han Jiang didn't leave Huamanlou at night, and she also knew Han Jiang's red cliff.

If he didn't even have this trust, Qian Xinyao would not marry Han Jiang.

Besides, Qian Xinyao was very busy at this time, and she was busy.

Because, Qian Xinyao is embroidering.

Clothes can be left unembroidered, and shoes can make clothes a little longer to block them.

But what about fans.

Whoever marries the fan is bought, nine out of ten are embroidered by themselves, and female red is one of the scoring indicators to measure a woman's morality.

Qian Xinyao doesn't know how to embroider, and practicing is a compulsory course since childhood.

Even if the mother dies early, there will be grandmothers teaching.

But.

But.

But!!!

After habitually grabbing the nitroglycerin bottle, Qian Xinyao found that she couldn't hold the needle anymore, and reluctantly held the needle in her hand, but her heart couldn't calm down at all.

Qian Xinyao has already embroidered three fans, and now she has the urge to use scissors to cut all the fans into pieces.

The lottery arrived.

After entering the house, he saw the three half-embroidered fans that Qian Xinyao threw on the ground, bent down to pick them up and sat next to Qian Xinyao.

After taking a look at Qian Xinyao's embroidered fan, Cai said softly: "I'm not good at embroidery." ”

When Qian Xinyao heard this, she turned her head sharply: "Then what should you do?" ”

"Shadow is good."

Qian Xinyao sighed slightly, and was about to say something, Cai said: "I lost my mother when I was young, and I married today, and my mother is accompanied by filial piety." ”

In a few simple words, Qian Xinyao's eyes were flashing.

That's right. You can take out the mother's fan, there are a lot of the previous mother's left, there must be a fan embroidered by the mother herself, pick a suitable one to use yourself, this is indeed a trick.

Wonderful!

Qian Xinyao took Cai's hand, ready to say this word of gratitude.

Cai said again: "Shaojun spent the night in Huamanlou last night, and he just sat and talked about it, and talked about Chibi and asked Yingyue to help record it." Because my two sisters are no longer the maids of the young monarch, no one will help him write for him. ”

That's an explanation.

Qian Xinyao waved her hand: "It's okay, I'll ......" After saying my words, Qian Xinyao immediately changed her words: "It's been copied, can you bring a copy?" ”

"Yes." Cai re-copied the one sent by Yingyue, and put the handwriting neatly in Qian Xinyao's hand.

Qian Xinyao is very interested in turning over this kind of article.

Cai gave another copy: "Actually, this one is more interesting. ”

What Yingyue wrote can already be printed directly without processing, and the other copy is indeed more interesting, this Liu Da'er, Zhuge Villager or something, it sounds really interesting.

Although Cai doesn't like to talk much, Qian Xinyao likes to talk to Cai.

Because of the color, do not tell lies.

And speak straight.

Han Jiang, wake up.

Stretching his waist and opening his eyes, there was not even a ghost in the room except for himself.

Because he is going to get married, Mei, Lan, Zhu, and Ju are busy with everyone's four feet to the sky, who knows when Han Jiang will wake up, and he can't care about waiting in the house, and now is not the time to be idle, he is busy to death.

Not to mention a full set of preparations, you need to prepare at least seven pairs of shoes alone.

What if it rains that day, and what if it's too hot. What shoes to wear when greeting relatives, whether to change when returning to the house, and whether to change a pair of soft ones when the guests are drinking......

Seven pairs of shoes, just an estimate for now.

Han Jiang woke up and walked out of the courtyard by himself, and there was only an ordinary maid in the courtyard who was picking chopsticks.

She is responsible for the chopsticks used to deliver wedding meals to the servants and maids of the Qian Mansion, and she has to pick the right pair, then tie a beautiful knot with a red rope and tie it up, and then set it aside.

The son-in-law of a wealthy family marries a wife and a daughter-in-law, and the other party is also a wealthy family.

Even if Han Jiang said that he didn't need luxury goods to have a face for his identity, the Han family still needed face, and the size and details couldn't be bad at all, that is, the servants and maids who were in charge of serving the food, and even the walking posture had to be practiced for a few more days.

Seeing Han Jiang coming out of the house, the little maid hurriedly got up to give a salute, and then trotted out to call someone.

When Han Jiang finished washing and changing, Han An came.

Han An waved: "Let's all go to our own places, you have to be careful these days, don't dare to make a mistake." ”

"Yes." After all the maids replied in unison, they withdrew in turn.

Han An gave Han Jiang a salute and took out a letter from his sleeve, which had been opened: "This is a letter from the south, a letter from General Liu Huai." ”

Han Jiang took it, and it wrote some information about the development of Yinan City.

Salt, this year can protect 100 million catties, this is Liu Huai's military order.

"Amber, tired ghostwriter."

"Yes, Shaojun." Han An walked to the desk to prepare pen and ink, and after he was done, he said to Han Jiang, "Young Gentleman, please speak." ”

Han Jiang leaned back in his chair: "This first thing, I want 200 million catties this year and 300 million catties next year." The manpower struck, the eldest lady of the Yu family in Chuzhou, guaranteed 2,000 households in September, General Li Er guaranteed 13,000 households in September, and the rest of the states had 2,000 or 1,000 guarantees, so 200 million catties. ”

Han An wrote the same, and asked when he wrote: "The lord has read the letter, and the lord means to write a letter to General Liu Rui to praise General Liu Huai's hard work, you must know that the solution of the pond back then was only 130 million catties of salt a year." ”