Chapter 91: The old lady has a big temper
Who knew that after Mao Xiang took the bamboo tube of the lottery, he was even more inch-inch: "Dong Xiaowan, how about I help you draw?" ”
Dong Xiaowan smiled, didn't answer, quickly drew a lot from the bamboo tube and handed it to Chu Shancheng next to him, Chu Shancheng immediately read it out loud with a tacit understanding, and put this matter on the ground.
"Dong Xiaowan, Dong Zi B."
There are four kinds of lots, spring, summer, autumn and winter, respectively, and there are two of each. One of them is a sign and one is a sign B.
Two people with the same season drawn indicate that they are going to face off one-on-one, with the first word A performing and the second character performing. But only one of them will make it to the next round of matchups.
Dong Xiaowan drew the winter word B sign, which was the last performance among everyone, and there was nothing wrong with the finale, and all the performances would end when everyone was looking forward to it. The spectators are relaxed, and she can be more relaxed.
Dong Xiaowan looked at the corners of Mao Xiang's slightly twitching eyes, very happy. She ignored him just now, which was also a shame for the county master.
But who made him inch by inch all the time, really thought she was a dusty woman and lost her temper?
I'm sorry, but my mother has a big temper!
My mother can't afford to offend you, can't she ignore you?
There is another purpose for calling the girls on the bonus list here today, that is, to let some sons who have made a lot of money on the bonus list get some rewards.
The content of the report is also very simple, but it is to meet in person, mention a word to the fan of the sons, and contact contact.
Everyone stood on the table in turn according to the ranking, and there was a square table in front of them, and there was pen and ink on the table for the girls to use.
A total of nine girls stood in turn. Dong Xiaowan was arranged by Mama Liu in the middle of Shuang'er and Sai'er, this taste of ice and fire is really a little unblessed, Dong Xiaowan looks very restrained in the middle.
Chu Shancheng was standing behind Dong Xiaowan's side, and the other young ladies were also accompanied by small servants, all in case a more excited son did something not very kind, such as suddenly rushing towards his own girl, and he could stop him a little.
Like this, the sons who can contribute money and efforts on the red list and get qualified to write inscriptions on stage are not ordinary people, not family assets, or some powerful people in this Nanjing City, naturally they are all well-educated, and generally do not do anything out of the ordinary.
One by one, they lined up in an orderly manner and stood in front of the girl, and politely unfolded their fans, "Please inscribe the girl." ”
But the excitement in the eyes doesn't deceive.
Although there is no movement in their hands, the eyes are as if they have really seen the fairy in their dreams, and they are fascinated.
One by one, the girls took the fans and smiled and inscribed their names or simple paintings.
Fortunately, both Frost and Sai'er are outland women, and they are not very good at these things.
Like Shuang'er, it is a smaller block letter, and Sai'er is a wild cursive character, and they are all just simple to sign a name, so Dong Xiaowan is not alone when he is sandwiched in the middle.
Although it is not particularly well written, it is not possible to find fault with the well-behaved book.
Originally, this kind of fireworks woman inscription was not meant to be circulated at home. Otherwise, do you want your children and grandchildren to know how they were obsessed with fireworks and Willow Lane when they were young, and it is really a bit unsightly.
It's just to show off when drinking with my brothers, and I really don't expect these girls to write particularly good characters.
However, the talents of some girls are indeed a must, for example, although Chunhua and Qiushi are the last of this year's Qinhuai Bayan, but in the face of the inscription of each son of the family, they can write a suitable poem to give to the son.
Dong Xiaowan next to him was very greedy, sure enough, he still didn't have enough ability!
made up his mind, after Gu Shiwen went back, he had to study it hard.
Mao Xiang in the audience looked at Dong Xiaowan's smile and patiently inscribed for each son, and his vision gradually blurred.
In the previous life, there was also such a smiling, gentle and generous woman who accompanied him for nine years.
The nine years that have been wasted are her most glorious nine years, her most brilliant nine years, and her most beautiful nine years.
It's a pity that I followed myself, a conceited and unproductive literati.
Dong Xiaowan in that life was as dazzling as this life, shining in this Qinhuai River.
However, he was obsessed with the resumption of the society, and he failed to enter the imperial examination for many years, and felt that he was born at the wrong time.
But Dong Xiaowan has a free heart, yearns for love, cares for herself, and she quickly indulges in her gentle hometown, and she is deeply in love.
Dong Xiaowan, as her concubine, never abandoned him at the moment of the change of dynasty and the displacement of her homeland, because she was suffering from malaria, Dong Xiaowan hugged herself and slept for a hundred nights, and she never lay down in this hundred nights, untied her clothes and took care of herself.
Only in the first year of her marriage to him, they often drowned in the study together, her Xiaokai was upright and delicate, her calligraphy and painting were magnificent, and her current theory was acupuncture and disadvantages.
In the summer, they will sit together in the shade under the bamboo forest in the courtyard, shaking the fan, Dong Xiaowan lying on the rattan chair, chuckling and chatting with him, gently shaking the Su embroidered fan, covering her mouth and chuckling, she was so beautiful at that time.
But only that year, he brought Dong Xiaowan happiness, and in the remaining eight years, Dong Xiaowan was displaced with him at the moment when the country was ruined, and he was riddled with stubborn diseases.
He himself held the seriously ill Dong Xiaowan in his arms, and once promised to give her a lifetime of glory and wealth if there was an afterlife.
In his last life, he couldn't even give her the identity of a wife, nor did he give her the freedom she wanted, and the life she wanted.
So after he found out that he was reborn in this life, he used all his energy to work hard, and he became a leader at a young age, just to see her again, make up for her, and get to know her again.
This is what he owes her, and it is his mission in this life.
Fortunately, the Qinhuai River in this life is still spreading her fame.
Dong Xiaowan, the first woman in the world who is bright and free.
The moment he knew about her, he invited himself to come to Nanjing as a county magistrate and turned down the invitation of the Hanlin Academy. He cried like a fool before he came here to see her, for fear that his efforts after coming over would be in vain, for fear that there would not be a woman named Dong Xiaowan in this life.
Luckily, he came, and she was there.
What he owed her in the last life, he is ready to repay it, he must let her be as bright as a flower for the rest of her life, and live a life that does not touch the spring water.