On the polo field, as the game time approached, more and more people gathered, and the stands and warm tents scattered everywhere were already full of people, each greeting each other, and the sound of laughter came one after another, making the atmosphere of this autumn kill fade a lot.

Needless to say, today's excitement will not be invited by King Qing and the matchmaker, and some will come with their families, and the whole family can occupy a tent; There are also some handsome talented men who lead the well-known corners of a certain brothel to sit in a corner, and while the ball game has not yet started, they are talking intimately, with very happy expressions.

Li Wanwan took Suning'er's arm and explained to her all the way about the dignitaries who came today and which bowing masters were in the upcoming polo match.

There was a commotion all around, all talking about today's anecdotes, and sometimes she couldn't even hear what Li Wanwan was saying.

When he walked through the middle of the court, the silver bell-like laughter in the big tent on the left overshadowed one wave after another, almost higher than Li Wanwan's voice.

The two of them couldn't help but stop and take a closer look, and they could see the plump faces from a distance.

I only heard the group of women talking loudly:

"The slave family heard that the excitement in the West Market today is more grand than this Horse Mansion."

"Yes, the slave family has also heard about it, and it is said that there are also a lot of colorful heads, although they are all small objects, jewelry, dumplings and snacks, etc., but they have also provoked the civilian women and young children of the whole city to rush into that place to watch, and in less than half a month, half of the filthy sea pool has been filled."

"That Zhao Saburo is really a maverick beautiful man, and he can make a place that no one cares about lively, it's really amazing, but I don't know what he wants to do after filling in that filthy place."

Hearing Zhao Sanlang's name, Suning'er couldn't help but feel a pang in her heart.

In the past few days, she has often heard people mention the excitement of the West Market, but she didn't think it was too interesting, she didn't expect to be so hotly discussed by these women.

Li Wanwan on the side hurriedly pulled her and continued to move forward, looking at her with a somewhat strange expression, and asked hesitantly: "Doesn't Yiniang also want to go and see the color head set up by Zhao Sanlang?" ”

Suning'er turned her head and looked at her, shaking her head blankly.

"This guy is really idle and boring", Li Wanwan pursed her lips sullenly:

"In fact, the slave family secretly took a look at it yesterday without a mother, but it was really as they said, it was very lively, the rammed goods were inserted in the sewage pond with a lot of flags, so that the onlookers picked up stones and rubble, and the hitter either sent some pancakes fried by the shop, dumplings, or sent some worthless ornaments, these days he let people pick fresh dogwood into the city, more lively, more than 20 acres of concave pond in his hands are about to fill in the ground."

Suning'er's eyebrows frowned slightly: "Presumably Zhao Langjun is going to do something." ”

This little ancestor stayed with him in Tanghua Courtyard for several hours yesterday, and he didn't mention that she secretly went to see Zhao Yuanbai, but at this moment, she didn't confess herself.

I don't know what else she's hiding.

was speculating, and saw Li Wanwan scolded angrily: "What can I do, it's just that I want to be grandstanding, relying on a bit of posture, to play with those women's feelings, you don't know yet, there are some official eunuchs who even delayed the ball meeting held by King Qing and the matchmaker today, and led the servants in the house to accompany the ramming goods and throwing stones and flags, and in the end, it was for Zhao Yuanbai to give them a paper cut or dogwood, which is really ridiculous." ”

At this point, she was already a little indignant: "Those children are greedy, and these women from official eunuchs didn't expect to be so unproductive." ”

"Wan Niang still said it", as soon as she finished speaking, Ah Qi behind her couldn't help but interrupt: "Yesterday, Wan Niang didn't let the slave pick up half a pot of stones, but a banner didn't hit, if it weren't for Zhao Langjun's pity and gave Wan Niang a few bunches of dogwood, I'm afraid we would also return empty-handed, and picked up half a pot of stones for him in vain." ”

"I, I", Li Wanwan immediately blushed, looked at Suning'er hesitantly, and scolded Ah Qi with shame: "You, you, you stinky girl shut up." ”

Su Ning'er casually glanced at the dark purple dogwood she was wearing in front of her, just covered her mouth and chuckled, and didn't want to blame her.

Li Wanwan suddenly felt embarrassed, and hurriedly explained to her: "Yiniang, I didn't plan anything with him, I didn't mention half a word about your affairs in front of him, don't think about it." ”

Suning'er forced a smile, sniffed, and replied to her: "It's not a big deal, I broke off relations with him, and I can't stop you from having anything to do with him." ”

"Why is it not a big deal", Li Wanwan nodded disapprenously: "Recently, everyone has gathered over there to see the excitement, the matchmaker is still afraid that no one cares about today's ball game, so she deliberately added a lot of color, I heard that today's women's foot hitting and squatting as long as the participants can get an imperial bronze mirror embedded with the matchmaker's new poems." ”

"The matchmaker's new poem?" , Su Ning'er also felt very strange when she heard it, Du Hongniang's name was like thunder, and she had already heard the cocoon in her ears, but so far she had never seen this person, and she had never even read the red lady's poems.

In these years, reading and studying literature is not as convenient as that of modern society, and most of the women's boudoirs only store a few books on teaching morality and ethics, and other aspects are almost rare in businessmen like the Su family.

She had also heard Qin'er mention before that her cousin's room had saved a lot of classics, including the poems of the matchmaker, but she and Su Que were still a little bit apart, and they had never thought about these things, so they had been delayed and had not touched anything in this regard.

Thinking about it at the moment, I feel a little remorseful.

"I think Yiniang is also very interested in the matchmaker's new work", Li Wanwan suddenly clenched her hand and began to urge: "Today, the matchmaker invited my mother and several sisters to her account, Sufu was invited by King Qing, and the people in the second room of your family must also be in the matchmaker's account, we might as well go over and meet the matchmaker now." ”

Su Ning'er was so excited that her palms had begun to heat up, and when she wrote the poem that day, she never thought of words such as "dream like a hook", and later heard Wan Niang say that this Mrs. Taiwei just considered it casually for a moment, and then named her poem.

Now that I savor it, the three words that the matchmaker said casually almost encapsulated her state of mind at that time, and she had the finishing touch, which had to be admired.

It's no wonder that she can enjoy a good reputation in this era of brilliant literature, and her talent in her chest is naturally worthy of her name.

Therefore, hearing Li Wanwan say that she was going to lead herself to meet the matchmaker, Suninger couldn't wait to see this strange woman with outstanding style immediately.