Chapter 117

Chen Shaoyou nodded and did not deny it.

"Grandmother has a bad temperament, and she can't see her mother being better, so it's always good to keep her mother from being blamed and bullied." Chen Shaoyou poured Shang Yuyue a cup of tea, handed it to her, and chuckled: "Thank you Madame today." ”

Shang Yuyue took the tea steadily, took a sip, and said lazily: "Well, there is a minister of labor pouring tea, and Mrs. Ben is flattered." ”

Chen Shaoyou shook his head amusedly, explained a few words and went to the yamen.

In a flash, it is the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the streets and alleys are hung with lights, and the firecrackers are ringing in the sky.

The Mid-Autumn Festival in China is comparable to Chinese New Year's Eve.

The moon and river lanterns in the Mid-Autumn Festival are things that every family has to do.

After dinner, Shang Yue and Chen Shaoyou, as the masters and mothers of the family, first gave Mrs. Luo a big moon cake, and then went to Tao to send a slightly smaller one, and after getting the auspicious words of the two elders, they both went out.

They're going to put the river lanterns.

By the way, admire the moon.

The sound of firecrackers resounded in the ears, far or near, and never stopped.

The fireworks in the sky are one after another.

The streets are full of people, laughter and laughter.

Shang Yueyue held a lantern in his hand and walked slowly towards the edge of the moat with Chen Shaoyou.

Countless people, young and old, gathered there, and everyone had a happy smile on their faces.

Shang Yuyue also smiled happily, looking at Chen Shaoyou beside her, she said, "Lord Chen, the little girl has a wish, I wonder if the adult is willing to help me realize it?" ”

Chen Shaoyou raised his eyebrows: "Madame, let's talk about it." ”

Shang Yuyue pointed to a couple snuggling up to each other and said, "They are holding a glass lantern in their hands, which is very beautiful." ”

"You want?"

"Yes." Shang Yuyue smiled: "I want you to buy me one too." ”

Chen Shaoyou looked around, but he didn't see the seller selling the glass cup.

Shang Yuyue didn't see the seller, although it was a pity, but it was not necessary, so he said: "I change my wish." ”

Chen Shaoyou smiled and pulled Shang Yuyue towards the young couple.

"Brother Ren, excuse me." Chen Shaoyou greeted politely: "I don't know where you bought the lantern in this lady's hand?" ”

Looking at Chen Shaoyou and Shang Yuyue in front of them, the couple glanced at each other, and the man understood, and said: "This glass lantern is from the literati building, and there are books for sale today, and anyone who buys a book only needs to write a love poem and hand it to the shopkeeper of the literati building, and they can get a glass lantern." ”

Shang Yuyue was slightly curious.

Chen Shaoyou asked for the address of the literati building, and took Shang Yuyue to the corner of the moat.

There, the three words "literati building" on the second floor of a big bookstore are illuminated by several large lanterns at the corner of the eaves, which are particularly conspicuous.

There were people coming and going, and people coming in and out were more or less carrying a book or two.

Chen Shaoyou pulled Shang Yuyue into the building and lined up in a sales line.

This row is a pillar of incense.

When the book arrived, he and Shang Yuyue were all funny, and finally bought it, and now they are about to write love poems.

Shang Yuyue took the notebook, her eyes were fixed on Chen Shaoyou's body, the love poem he wrote, I don't know ......

Seeing Chen Shaoyou swiping a pen on the rice paper, Shang Yuyue was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't cry or laugh.

Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son.

Isn't this the poetry of the ancients? Shouldn't he have written one of his own, but she secretly looked forward to it for a while.

However, the literati did not ask to compose their own poems, so they still got a glass lantern.

"Ma'am, are you satisfied?"

Chen Shaoyou gave her the lantern and looked at her with a smile.

Shang Yuyue took it and said with a smile: "It's very much with my heart." ”

The book was held by her casually, and she wanted to hand it over to Chen Shaoyou, but she was stunned when she saw the cover of the book.

The name of this book......

Chen Shaoyou was stunned when he saw her, glanced at the notebook, and said lightly: "Mo Shangshu, what's wrong with this name?" ”

Shang Yuyue shook his head.

Book on ink.

This is the story she told Jin Buchang.

The story of a poor girl and Tanhualang.

A story from their last life.

I didn't expect him to really write it out, and it was widely sold.

Shang Yuyue didn't expect that this "Book on Ink" was not only sold, but also spread to the capital soon after, and was even compiled into a play by the troupe and sung to the point that everyone in the streets and alleys knew about it.

But that's for another time.

At this moment, Shang Yuyue just handed the glass lamp to Chen Shaoyou, and flipped through the notebook in her hand page by page, she didn't look at it carefully, just turned it roughly, and then stopped at the last few pages.

The final book, two words.

She read the pages of the final book.

The ending has not yet been flipped over, but I was attracted by a poem.

The word......

Shang Yue was surprised, and the name of the word was also called Qingyu case.

Qingyu case: Yuan Xi.

"What kind of story is it that fascinates you so much?"

Chen Shaoyou looked at the content of the notebook and also saw the poem.

He raised his eyebrows: "The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but that person was in the dim light." It's a very well-written word, and he's a talented person. ”

Shang Yuyue smiled and closed the book.

She didn't have much interest in how the book ended, because the hero of the book was already by her side.

They will have a happy ending.

"Xianggong, let's go put the river lanterns."

"Okay."

Time passed quietly, and Shang Yuyue and Chen Shaoyou had a quiet time, but they didn't know what some people in the capital looked like.

Beijing, Qifeng Palace.

Emperor Tianhua looked at the eunuch palace maid who was kneeling on the ground with a calm face, and asked coldly: "Why didn't the queen invite the imperial doctor when she was caught in the cold!" ”

Caiyue, the palace maid beside the queen, replied tremblingly: "Niangniang didn't let the slaves and maids go to the imperial doctor, saying that it was ...... Say yes ......"

Emperor Tianhua shouted angrily, "Say! ”

Caiyue shook her head, gritted her teeth and said, "Niang Niang said that it is better to die like this than to raise a good body for the emperor to spoil." ”

"Presumptuous!"

"Bang!"

The jade jade cup slammed into Caiyue's forehead, and the blood instantly spread.

"The emperor spares his life, the emperor spares his life." The eunuchs and palace maids were frightened, and the sound of kowtowing was endless.

Emperor Tianhua kicked away Caiyue, who had passed out, and entered the Empress Mo's bedroom angrily.

The anger turned into a deep sigh when he saw Queen Mo's pale and weak face.

Empress Mo leaned weakly on the head of the bed, and when she saw Emperor Tianhua, the disgust in her eyes entered Emperor Tianhua's eyes so clearly.

The originally silent anger suddenly jumped up, Emperor Tianhua sneered, and picked up Empress Mo's thin chin, "Twenty years, you have hated me for twenty years, aren't you tired?" ”

Empress Mo looked back at him calmly, "You haven't been tired of confining my husband for twenty years, how dare I say that I am tired if I hate you!" ”

Emperor Tianhua's subordinates exerted a slight force, and their voices were cold: "You contracted the wind and cold and didn't invite the imperial doctor, didn't you just want me to come?" It's just a degree of removal from Duanwangfu, and you're in a hurry? ”