"It's a good thing that Goro's daughter-in-law has a body, but don't forget about Jiulang, I said before that he would have fame, but now it's like this, it doesn't matter if he is famous or not, this stubble is over, and the good lady will not be green and yellow for many years."

The old lady was talking about Lu Jiulang's marriage problem.

In fact, Lu Jiulang almost settled down many years ago, and he looked at it almost the same, and the old man Lu suddenly said that Lu Jiulang was not suitable for him to settle down so early, and it was not too late to remarry after the weak crown.

At that time, the other party was still very angry, knowing that it was an excuse for the Lu family to reject their family, how could there be a good child who waited until the weak crown to get married, and it was not a poor and ugly family who could not be a good lady.

But this wait until now, it turned out that he would wait until he took the test and became famous.

Right now, in the spring of next year, Lu Jiulang is going to participate, but his appearance may be postponed.

The main reason is that all localities are in full swing to build the selection courtyard, and there is news that the general election will start in August.

The Lu family doesn't feel that there are no ladies of the right age, and the families with ladies outside have long been lively, such as Mrs. Fan, who was in a hurry before.

At present, there are two kinds of families with ladies, one is like Mrs. Fan, who doesn't want her daughter to enter the palace at all, and looks for suitable young talents all over the world, so she quickly lets her daughter settle down.

One is like the Wei family, who tries every means to let the girl of his family enter the palace to climb the high branches, and the opportunity to exchange a daughter for a royal relative is not a loss.

The old lady is not wrong, after this period of time, it is true that good girls will not be accepted, and good girls will either enter the palace, or be married early by their families, and the rest are afraid that they will not look down on them.

"What my mother said is that I am also worried about this, but this Jiulang is very stubborn, and he tried his best to run away after letting him look at him several times."

Lu Fenghe suddenly laughed, "Brother Jiu, I'm afraid I'm not embarrassed." ”

Mrs. Lu also laughed.

Zhao poked Lu Fenghe with a finger, "Promote narrow ghosts." ”

Mrs. Lu Si stroked her palm, "Eh, don't say it's really possible." ”

The three of them talked about whose lady was how, whose lady's color was very good, and whose lady was very lovely...... Lu Fenghe is not very involved in these topics.

Lu Fenghe simply sat aside and served tea to the three elders.

They left the old house after dark, and when they returned home, Lu Fenghe found the map on his desk.

Brother Fang pulled Lu Fenghe and raised his little face, "I brought it back, and the eighth uncle said that my mother wanted it, so I took it in and put it on my mother's table." ”

Lu Fenghe rubbed Brother Fang'er's little face, "Thank you, Brother Fang'er, Brother Fang has really grown up and can do things for his mother." ”

Brother Fang nodded, "Of course, I'm a big child." ”

Lu Fenghe was not in a hurry to look at the map, since he asked Shen Nanxun, he always had to wait for Shen Nanxun's reply before making the next plan.

It's just that Lu Fenghe didn't expect Shen Nanxun's reply to come so quickly.

The next night, Xiang Ya'er came in and handed Lu Fenghe a tightly sealed small bamboo tube, and gave her a knife.

"So fast?" Lu Fenghe exclaimed.

Xiangya'er nodded and helped Lu Fenghe disassemble the bamboo tube.

It is fuller than the one Lu Fenghe wrote in the past, and there is no white left around the paper, and the front is all asking Lu Fenghe if he is okay, whether the child is good, saying that when it will snow in the northwest, and when will the rivers in the north freeze.

Lu Fenghe saw the last three sentences before he saw the answer he wanted, listed a few places where he could stop the ship and unload the cargo, and added another sentence, the person sent to press the ship was on the way.

Lu Fenghe was puzzled, she just wanted to ask Shen Nanxun if he could meet the boat when he got off the boat in the north, and he didn't need his people to come to Biling to press the boat.

Lu Fenghe looked at Xiang Ya'er, and Xiang Ya'er obviously didn't know anything.

Hey, this is a big deal, who wants to listen to him talk a lot.

However, since the letter came, it was not in vain that he could not receive his letter in vain.

Lu Fenghe asked people to bring Brother Fang and took the letter written by Shen Nanxun to Brother Fang.

"This is a letter from your father, Brother Fang come and see, can you read it."

When Brother Fang heard that it was a letter from Shen Nanxun, his eyes widened, and he didn't need to be hugged, he climbed into the chair, pursed his mouth, and looked at the letter with a serious face.

It's just that how seriously you look, how quickly the deflatability on your face comes.

Brother Fang didn't go to school for a few days, although he was endorsing every day, but he couldn't write or read much.

Lu Fenghe took Brother Fang into his arms and spread the letter on the table, "Come, Brother Fang and my mother read it together, let's see what my father has written." ”

Lu Fenghe pointed and taught Brother Fang to read word by word.

Obviously, I've already read it once, and it's not the first time I've read Shen Nanxun's words, obviously ...... Shen Nanxun's many words are not much better.

[To tell the truth, I've been chasing more with reading books recently, switching sources, reading aloud with more timbre, Android and Apple are available.] 】

But when Shen Nanxun asked her if she was okay, asked her how her body was recovering, and asked her not to work too hard, Lu Fenghe couldn't help but blush.

Shen Nanxun's personal style of writing is very obvious, if the last stroke is a hook, he always hooks very hard, if it is vertical, he will not be pulled down by the tip of the pen like most people.

Lu Fenghe felt that the hooks were like small hooks that hooked her sight, and the short and paused pencil seemed to be in her heart.

Brother Fang read Shen Nanxun's letter many times, and Lu Fenghe urged him a few times before he reluctantly went back to sleep.

As soon as Brother Fang'er left on his front foot, Lu Fenghe hurriedly put away the fluttering piece of paper on his back foot, for fear that he would take a second look.

Lying on the bed, Lu Fenghe unconsciously calculated, the frost will freeze one after another in October, and in February of the next year, it will be frozen for nearly four months in a year, which is not short.

Since you take the waterway, the things on the boat don't look much at the volume, but mainly on the weight, so can you buy more cotton and cotton cloth and go over and not take it to the border market...... Just, she donated the military salary.

Anyway, I have to wait for Shen Nanxun's people to come, there are still many days, and I have time to prepare cotton coarse cloth.

If it weren't for the late night, Lu Fenghe would have gotten up immediately and asked the people below to buy it.

But she didn't wait long, she got up and sent a message to let the housekeeper come in, and the morning food was useless, and the matter had already been explained.

"It's better to ......"

If it was the cotton cotton cloth that Lu Fenghe wanted to use, the steward would not ask this, it must be the best to buy, but if he bought so much, the steward couldn't help but ask a few more words.

Lu Fenghe thought for a while, "If you want to buy some of the good ones, buy as many of the rest as you can, and it's okay to have some times." ”

The steward was ordered to go out, and Lu Fenghe opened the map, starting from Piling, and went out little by little along the river to find the places mentioned by Shen Nanxun.

Lu Fenghe looked at Fuzhou steadily, although Fuzhou is on Yongxing Military Road, it is next to Jingbei Road, and most importantly, it is the territory of the Wen family.