This plum garden has been abandoned for a long time, and no one comes all day, so this little scholar will choose a place to dig a dog hole.

Xie Qingyu walked around this plum garden in the middle of the night according to the path that the little scholar passed, and sure enough, he found a dog hole in another place in the plum garden, but it was dark all around, and the hole was not very obvious.

These places are overgrown with weeds, and it is hard to imagine that this Xie Mansion actually has such a courtyard.

It's just that Xie Qingyu suddenly remembered that this plum garden is the northwest corner of the entire Xie Mansion, and it is the closest to the outer wall, which means that from this hole, she will be outside the mansion!

She hurriedly pulled away the weeds, and tried her best to drill out, and soon Xie Qingyu arrived outside the house, which was a street and alley in the entire Jiangning City, and there was still some distance from the market.

Xie Qingyu saw that this dog hole could really be drilled, so he relieved himself and turned back, thinking that he would come out tomorrow during the day to find some work and earn some money.

Then she drilled back, and although it was very laborious and hard to squeeze every time, she was lucky enough to be able to squeeze in!

After coming back, she didn't go back to Yulan Garden directly, but took a turn in this plum garden, although this plum garden was deserted, but the courtyard was very large, so she looked at it casually, almost three times as much as Yulan Garden.

Although there is a fence around the plum garden, the gate is closed, and no one generally enters.

And there seems to be a pond in the middle, although Xie Qingyu can't see clearly in the dark, but he can hear some water sounds slightly.

The main house at the back is pitch black, as if it is a big hole to suck people.

There was no one around, and in the middle of the night, Xie Qingyu didn't dare to go, so he followed the trajectory he had just come.

He began to drill the dog hole leading to Magnolia Garden, and soon he came out and covered it with weeds.

Then he ran back to his room, and Magnolia Garden was quiet again.

The next day, Xie Qingyu got up and gave his mother the last medicine for the injury, and there was no medicine anymore!

Gotta get out today!

Xie Qingyu still didn't see Panchun when she got up in the morning, but she was not there, so it was convenient for her to move.

After helping the mother put on her clothes and cover her with a quilt, she went straight to the dog cave and followed the route she had explored yesterday.

After arriving at the plum garden, he took out the clothes he had prepared, although this fabric was not a good material, but it could barely be worn.

Xie Qingyu followed the sons of the family on the day of Qixi Festival, tied up the green silk high, and scattered a few strands of trivial hair.

Then put on the clothes like a family, and he was like a disciple of a family.

Because the color of the garment was quite dark, close to dark blue, but a little black, it was the color chosen for the servants, and it was worn to work, and it was resistant to dirt.

After Xie Qingyu cleaned everything up, she put her original clothes by the wall and buried them with weeds.

This dog hole is really small, every time I go out Xie Qingyu has to drill hard, and the clothes on my body are also stained with mud because of this hole, and it looks a little dirty and slightly embarrassed at the moment.

Xie Qingyu has finally come out after spending a lot of effort!

After putting the weeds back in their original positions, Xie Qingyu patted the dirt sticking to his clothes, and secretly said in his heart that it was fortunate that it had been sunny and had not rained for the past few days.

Otherwise, the mud will stick to it, and you won't be able to shoot it.

After Xie Qingyu cleaned up himself, he walked out of the back alley and went in the direction of the market.

After she left Xie's house, she walked down the street and didn't know what kind of work to do.

In fact, she didn't know how to make money in these ancient times, and she didn't know much technology.

The embroidery is also very timely, and there are many speculative ingredients on the day of the Chinese Valentine's Day, let alone to be the embroiderer.

But she has no choice at the moment, she needs to treat her mother and buy medicine.

She could only ask one shop at a time, but she was soon driven out, because most of the shops in Jiangning City were a small piece of private family business owned by various families.

This is all in the family to select people to take care of the shop, and the guys hired by those people are generally their own relatives, where is it the turn of Xie Qingyu to do the work.

When the fat powder shop saw her come in, she thought she was here to buy jewelry, but when she heard the word "work", her face changed.

"Let's go, we don't recruit people, don't affect our business."

Xie Qingyu had just entered a steamed bun shop, and he was kicked out in an instant as soon as he explained his intentions.

In some larger shops, the shopkeeper usually promotes a few servants in his own home to do the work.

However, some shops are disgusted with Xie Qingyu's thin body, and they can't do heavy work at first glance.

Xie Qingyu was turning and turning on the streets of Jiangning City, and a morning had passed, and she still hadn't found a job that could make money.

Alas, I didn't expect that it was as difficult to find a job in ancient times as it is in modern times, and this person is tired everywhere, Xie Qingyu thought to himself.

In a blink of an eye, it was noon, and she suddenly saw a teahouse, which should also be recruiting guys.

Just standing at the door of this teahouse, there is a bitter aroma wafting from it.

The plaque at the door of the teahouse reads the three big characters of Yi'anju, but it is cursive, unrestrained, and extremely free and easy.

The exterior decoration of Yi'anju is very elegant, which looks a little out of place in this bustling city.

As soon as Xie Qingyu walked in, he saw that there were many poems hanging on the inner wall of this easy to live in peace, and the calligraphy was different.

She glanced at these poems cursoryly, but none of them could be worthy of the name of Yi Anju.

The poems placed here are not even comparable to the poems of Yun Jinyu and Xie Qingyu, but at the moment, they are placed on the inner wall of Yi'anju, which destroys the entire atmosphere of Yi'anju.

Yi'an Jushi Li Qingzhao, the first female lyricist in the ages, who doesn't know who in modern times, but there are no poets in this world, this Yi'an Ju, I don't know how this shopkeeper was named, which makes Xie Qingyu's heart even more curious.

She had a heart this time, and she didn't ask if she was recruiting guys here as soon as she entered.

Instead, he asked for a pot of tea and sat down, carefully observing the teahouse.

There are only a few wooden tables in the hall of this teahouse, but there is a platform in the middle of the teahouse, but no one is on it, which seems a little empty.

On the side of the platform is a pool of living water, which drains down from the upper floor, but does not overflow.

There are a few lotus plants planted in the pond, and it is the time of day.

There were only three or two people sitting in the teahouse, all of whom looked like Confucian scholars, dressed in light-colored robes, and each hand-cranked folding fan, so that they were not romantic.

"Xie Youran's heavenly golden mirror, the world's jade hook, have you heard of it?"

"That's nature, this poem, who doesn't know about Jiangning these days?"

"This Jiangning's first talented woman is really worthy of her reputation, she is beautiful and talented, alas, it's a pity that I couldn't go to the Qixi Lantern Festival to see her."

"Yes, the poetry committee made by this young lady is really good, but the poems written by Yun Jinyu, the first genius in Jiangnan, are even better."

"Yun Gongzi has always been an excellent writer, and this little Qixi Lantern Festival is no problem."

"Also, Yun Gongzi's poetry skills are by no means comparable to ours."

Everyone sighed, not knowing when they would be able to catch up with the talent of the cloud master.

"Yes, I heard that there was a poem that overwhelmed the audience at that time, what did he Yun Jinyu calculate?" A voice suddenly appeared, and between the words, Yun Jinyu was even more belittled, and even Xie Qingyu looked at him unconsciously.

"What? Is there a poem in this world that can beat the poem written by Yun Gongzi? ”

Some people who hadn't heard of it were surprised, they didn't believe that anyone could beat Yun Jinyu.

"What is that poem, why don't you read it to me Brother Yang?"

"The clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is dark. As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world. The man, who was called Brother Yang, stood up and began to read.

Everyone listened to it with fascination, and this poem can really only be described in one sentence, there is something in heaven and nothing on earth.

"It's good, it's really a good poem."

"No wonder this poem will overwhelm the audience."

When the people heard this poem, they were praised.

The person who was napping at the counter of the teahouse sighed deeply when he heard this poem.

"Alas, if anyone can make such good poems for my teahouse, even if I buy them with a lot of money, I will hang them on the exterior wall of this easy to live in and serve as a face."

Xie Qingyu originally just wanted to drink some tea and leave, the business of this teahouse is not good at first glance, and it should not be very needy.

Although there were a few people who seemed to be Confucian scholars, they only ordered a few cups of tea, and they didn't have a few taels in their pockets.

It seems that the wall hanging is very likely to be the handwriting of these people.

It's just that he suddenly heard the shopkeeper's words, Xie Qingyu took a sip of tea at this moment, and with a turn of his eyes, he had a plan.

"Shopkeeper, I have poetry in my hand, I wonder if you are willing to spend a lot of money to buy it?"

The shopkeeper raised his head and squinted at Xie Qingyu, his eyes full of contempt.

"Just you? Little scholar, go home as soon as possible and learn to write first, hahahahaha. ”

After the shopkeeper finished speaking, he laughed as if he had heard some joke.

The laughter drew the attention of those who were discussing the poem.

"This kid, it's really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, and he really thinks that he can compare to that masterpiece?"

"I said shopkeeper, our poem is enough to support you on this easy-to-live table."

"Little scholar, go back and learn words with your son-in-law for a few days, and then talk big."

The whole audience began to laugh at this light rumor Xie Qingyu, who was young and didn't know what to fear!

Xie Qingyu is not annoyed, she is shorter than a man, and her face is quite delicate, and she is wearing men's clothes at the moment, which is inevitably despised, which she had thought of earlier.

She didn't pay attention to those people, but walked to the shopkeeper step by step, with a pair of peach blossom eyes with a bit of compelling spirit.

"Shopkeeper, why don't I write you a poem first, and if the shopkeeper is not satisfied, how about I not take the money?" The corners of Xie Qingyu's mouth kept a smile, and he stood with his hands in his hands, although he was not tall, he also had a bit of everyone's spirit.

At this time, the shopkeeper seriously thought about what Xie Qingyu said, no matter what, he didn't lose, the left and right were just a piece of paper.