The drizzle is like silk, weaving spring smoke like wisps, and the distant mountain peaks seem to be covered with a thin and light veil, and the sky and the earth are vast.

Chen Ying held an oil umbrella high and stood in front of the small courtyard of the inn.

"What are you looking at?" The truth-seeking attendant stood on the side, raised the umbrella surface, and looked out along Chen Ying's line of sight.

Except for the drizzle falling in the sky, and the peaks in the distance, there is not even a tree in front of me, it is really empty.

Xunzhen puffed out his mouth, his face full of displeasure.

If it weren't for Chen Yi, why would they stay here? This shabby place is small, narrow, and remote, far from the official road.

"That Huang's mother is really a rule." She muttered and poked at the handle of the umbrella, but she didn't dare to complain.

Huang's mother is the first mother in charge of Chen Lu's side, and it is said that she is quite ventilated and watery.

And the reason why they stay here is also according to Huang's mother's words, to ask for a good mouth, a good time, and a good step.

All marriages must always pay attention to these, which is also the common feeling of people. It's just that this mother surnamed Huang is very particular about it, and even the time of daily meals has rules.

Because of this, on the way from Shengjing to Jinan Mansion, the entire convoy actually followed Huang's mother's wishes, and the inns that hit the top children were also designated by him, not to mention others.

"Huang's mother is also single-minded, and in the end, it is also a big matter of marriage, so you just don't say a few words." Zhishi, who was standing on the other side, scolded Xun Zhen, looked left and right, and said with comfort: "Girl, although this inn is a little simpler, it is very quiet, and the maid is not very far from the grid, and it is not far from Jinan City, and she will be there tomorrow." ”

"Thank goodness." Xunzhen patted his heart and made a relaxed breath: "Finally, as soon as Ming'er passes, the burden on the master's body is also unloaded." ”

Chen Shao's father and daughter's trip is to give marriage, and when they enter the city tomorrow, Chen Yi will be directly picked up by Uncle Zhongyong's mansion to visit the church to complete the marriage. Thousands of miles to get married, so far it can be regarded as a complete harvest, and it is to find the truth to breathe a sigh of relief.

Sneaking a glance at Chen Ying's expression, she muttered in a low voice: "The girl doesn't have to be pulled to talk when she sees the sky." ”

Since leaving Beijing, Chen Luo has often asked Chen Ying about the situation of the Bofu, and the mothers of those stewards will also walk forward to find the truth and know the truth, and listen to the news side by side, which is inevitably annoying.

"Tell the truth, have you calculated those accounts for me?" Chen Ying didn't answer her words, retracted her gaze, leaned over slightly and brushed her sleeves.

In an instant, the mist between the skirts rose, and the silver dust seemed to fly away in the pale skylight.

Zhishi hurriedly bowed his head: "Back to the girl's words, the maid has recalculated, the girl is right, and it is all right." ”

Chen Ying nodded, with a little emotion in her expression: "I really can't imagine that the Han family's actions will be so fast, "No One Survives" has not been performed for a month, so they saw the opportunity and came to me." ”

Hearing this, Xun Zhen had never been able to answer the words, so he took two steps back and stayed outside the porch so that no one would collide.

Zhishi stepped forward a little, and his voice was very low: "The documents given by Steward Shao, and those silver tickets, are all close to the maid, and the girl can rest assured." ”

Chen Ying bowed slightly, not unconvinced.

Three days ago, Shao Zhong, the chief steward of the Han Mansion, came in and presented an envelope.

The envelope contained a short note from Guo Wan and a certificate of authorization stamped with the official seal of the Royal Patent Office.

It turned out that the Han family actually won part of the copyright around "No One Survived"!

Licensed by the Royal Patent Office, Han's enterprises can produce and sell related products in Shandong, Shanxi, Hebei and Henan provinces.

Looking at the power of attorney, Chen Ying could only sigh: The wisdom of the ancients should not be underestimated.

When she applied for the copyright of "No One Survives", she actually had the idea of cheering for the Royal Patent Office, who would have expected that this play would become so popular?

And the Han family's sense of smell is also extremely keen, and together with this limelight, they have already bought the copyright first.

This move not only praised Emperor Yuan Jia's field, but also showed favor to Chen Ying, which killed two birds with one stone.

"Who would have thought that I just messed with those clothes and jewelry, and now someone is imitating them." Chen Ying shook her head and muttered, quite incredible.

Zhishi shook his mouth and smiled: "The girl is too modest." Have you forgotten what happened to you in the first place? Her eyes were straight when she looked at your sketch, not to mention that the real person was in front of her, and those ladies and ladies naturally saw it in her eyes and remembered it in her heart. ”

The same is true.

It is said that the first to wear costumes in the play were the palace concubines.

The brooches, hairpins, headbands, ruffle necklines, and muslin skirts of several female characters in the play are particularly interesting to these nobles.

Chen Ying sighed again.

Women's spending power should not be underestimated in any era.

Inexplicably, in her mind, a line of hairpins appeared:

"The show should be passed on for a long time, and I wish you all the best."

On Guo Wan's short note, there is only one sentence.

Although there is only a cross, the meaning in the words is deep, but it is all beyond the words.

These three thousand taels of silver tickets are not only the Han family greeting Chen Ying, but also Guo Wan greeting her.

With such a short sentence, with such deep blessings, may she be well, may her dreams be unharmed.

"And why don't I want you to be." Looking at the rain curtain outside the umbrella, Chen Ying whispered to herself.

She blessed her friends with the same desire, with the same fervent and sincere heart.

May this go to the sunshine, the future is bright, and I hope that the road ahead will no longer be confused and lost, there will be no dark struggles, only firm faith, and unrepentant perseverance.

"Girl, I'm afraid I'm going to eat, can I go back to the house first?" There was a voice behind him, and Chen Ying came back to his senses slightly.

Twilight is coming from the horizon, the rain is gradually becoming a trend, the broken beads on the corrugated are splashing, the waterline under the dripping eaves is continuous, the small courtyard is still lonely, and no one comes, only the moss marks reflect the steps, and the grass is as blue as blue.

Chen Ying took a light breath.

The air is humid and moist, just like the time of the day in the south of the Yangtze River.

"Oh, if this rain falls tomorrow, I'm afraid it won't be good, right?" Xunzhen looked up at the sky, and began to be worried by Chen Luo again.

Zhishi was amused by her, shook his head, put away the umbrella, stepped forward to Chen Ying's umbrella, and took the oil umbrella in her palm: "Girl, go back, this rain is getting heavier and heavier, if the master knows that the girl is raining, I'm afraid I have to worry." ”

Chen Ying nodded, Xun Zhen also stepped forward with an umbrella, and the three of them stepped onto the verandah. The slender rattan hanging down from the top of the hollow corridor, they walked slowly, listening to the rain and the leaves falling, walking all the way to the green shadows, turning the corridor around the house, and going back to the house.