When standing at the door of the ancestral hall, Lou Que regretted it again.

What is he doing here?

Even if this veil is her needle and thread, what does it mean? Her things are sold in the Decoration Pavilion, Chen Jingzhen can buy them, and others can naturally buy them, how can he just rely on a silk handkerchief......

Zheng Xian'er hurried over along the corridor, followed by a small maid.

In a few days, it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the ancestral hall is busy preparing for the sacrifice.

The uncle and sister-in-law saw the ceremony, and the rules were decent, and no one could find the slightest mistake.

Zheng Xian'er stood with low eyebrows, her expression polite and detached: "Listen to the girl, the fifth prince wants to see me?" ”

Lou Que pressed his heart and replied with the same plain and polite attitude: "Listening to the gossip of the people below, although I don't care about family affairs, I don't dare not come and ask - the servants in the house, can you deduct the monthly money of Tongju?" ”

Zheng Xian'er was stunned for a moment, looking inexplicable: "Naturally not." ”

The maids next to them saw that there was nothing wrong with them, so they consciously took the initiative to disperse.

Lou Que's voice lowered: "Are you very short of money?" I heard you're ...... in the Pavilion."

Zheng Xian'er's face changed slightly, and she sneered: "Yo, our fifth son has caught me?" That's right, I admit that I sell embroidery in the Pavilion, how? Is there too much money? I've been doing this business for three or four years, and you can't stop me from making some private money just because I became the daughter-in-law of the Lou family, right? ”

Lou Que heard "I've been doing it for three or four years", and his heart sank.

Three or four years is enough time for her to sell hundreds of square silk handkerchiefs. The matter in his heart became more and more bottomless.

Lou Que stood stunned for a while, until a few girls began to look at this side and whispered, he bowed down and said, "I know, disturb the third sister-in-law." ”

Zheng Xian'er returned the salute inexplicably, and Lou Que took the opportunity to lower her voice and said, "Tonight, come to the library building!" ”

When Zheng Xian'er raised her head, Lou Que had already turned around and walked away.

So, all day long, Zheng Xian'er was a little absent-minded in doing things.

And the person who hurt her heart was sitting in front of the shopkeeper of the Jin Pavilion at this time, and put the two handkerchiefs on the table.

Shopkeeper Cheng carefully held up the handkerchief and looked at it again, and then put down the thick crystal lens in his hand after a while: "Yes, these two handkerchiefs are the needlework of Miss Tongjun." ”

"Miss Tongjun?" Lou Que was stunned.

The name "Tongjun Girl" is known to everyone in the rich and noble families of Sangyu County.

——This person is known as the first embroidery girl in Sangyu County, and a hanging banner is often priced at hundreds of gold, as if you are fighting for me. Over the years, her embroidery has not been small, but it is rare to see anyone buy it and hang it out. Most of those well-framed screens and hanging banners were sent as valuable congratulatory gifts, out of the county, out of the government, and even sent to the capital to do some business or official career.

How could it be her?!

If Zheng Xian'er is really the "Tongjun girl" herself, how could Zheng Carpenter sell her to the Lou family for sixty taels of silver and become a widow?

Lou Que felt that something must have gone wrong.

The shopkeeper Cheng was a little emotional, took two handkerchiefs and turned them over and over to see the end, and said babblingly: "Yes, time flies so fast, in a blink of an eye, Miss Tongjun's embroidery has also been sold here for three or four years!" Her work is fine, revealing a stream of aura, how many people want to imitate it in the past two years, but no one can imitate that spirit! Last month, someone took a batch of imitation to coax me to sell it, and I asked someone to hit it out: Miss Tongjun's embroidery is only for me, as long as she embroiders it, which one I haven't seen? I have a good memory, I can tell when she embroidered, when she sold it, and where she sold it, and she wants to use a fake to smash my signboard? Let's go in the next life! ”

Lou Que immediately became nervous when he heard this: "Let me ask you, when was this piece of pink sold?" Sold to whom? ”

Shopkeeper Cheng put down the handkerchief, and his old face was a little red: "I won't tell you, this piece is really not sold by me here." ”

After saying this, seeing Lou Que's face tightened, he seemed to feel that something was wrong, and hurriedly added: "But I dare to pat my chest and assure you that this is definitely Miss Tongjun's needlework!" It's true that her embroidery is sold at my house, but I can't stop her from giving it away, and I can't stop her from keeping it for herself, don't you say? ”

What Lou Que wants to hear most is this sentence!

She did embroider the veil and never sold it to anyone else.

In other words, the owner of this veil is really herself!

Lou Que's heart, which had not been able to settle down all day, was once again violently agitated.