Time passes.

In the blink of an eye, it was a month and a half later.

The New Year is approaching.

In Chang'an City, fiery red lanterns are hung everywhere, and the festive atmosphere permeates every corner of the city.

The bustling streets are crowded with people.

Somewhere in front of the shop.

Hundreds of people lined up quietly, looking orderly.

"Xiangye, there are so many people there!"

Not far away, Yang Yuhuan, who was dressed in a white fox, tied a double ponytail, stretched out his slender fingers, pointed at the crowd, and his big watery eyes blinked, looking pure and cute.

Fang Xiu looked in the direction of her finger and felt a little curious when he saw the crowd in line.

What is it that makes so many people scramble to queue?

"Go and see, what's up there?"

Fang Xiu looked at the shadow guard beside him and commanded.

"Yes!"

The shadow guard replied and stepped forward.

After a while, he returned to Fang Xiu and said respectfully, "Xiangye, there is a cloth seller in front."

"Cloth?"

When Fang Xiu and Yang Yuhuan heard this, they were all stunned.

Cloth is not a sought-after item in Chang'an, why does it attract so many people to line up here?

"Go and inquire again, how is the difference between this family's cloth and others."

Fang Xiu waved his hand.

"Yes!"

The Shadow Guard took the order and left again.

A moment later.

The shadow guard returned to Fang Xiu and saluted, "According to the people in line, this shop has a large amount of cloth, so they don't have to worry about not being able to buy their favorite styles, the price is lower than other shops, and the more they buy, the cheaper the price will be, so they are willing to wait here."

The more you buy, the cheaper the price, which sounds a bit like a clearance sale in the future.

Fang Xiu nodded, said no more, and continued to wander around with Yang Yuhuan.

After walking a few steps, I suddenly saw a familiar figure in front of the queuing shop.

Wearing an ink-colored long skirt, wrapped in a fox fur outside, with black sideburns on his head, his face is like a silver plate, his eyes are like autumn water, and his eyebrows are like a slender crescent moon.

It was Fang Xiu's main wife, Li Yingyue, the empress of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

"What is she doing here?"

Fang Xiu saw her, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes.

A month ago, he had sent someone from the mansion to Zhenbaozhai to tell Li Yingyue that she would take the time to go back to Xiangguo's mansion and discuss something with her.

More than a month has passed in a blink of an eye, and Li Yingyue seems to have not heard the news, and has stayed in Zhenbaozhai and has never come back once.

Fang Xiu also shelved the original plan to let her return to Jinnan early for the New Year.

It was a whim, and since she didn't grasp this opportunity, it was just that.

Side.

Yang Yuhuan also noticed Li Yingyue, subconsciously looked at it, and said in her heart: I haven't seen her for two or three months, why do I always think she looks better than before.

Li Yinyue, who was confined in Xiangguo's Mansion at the beginning, although she looked graceful, compared with her current appearance, she always felt that she lacked some temperament that was difficult to describe in words.

This is not an illusion of Yang Yuhuan, but it is.

Fang Xiu felt the same way.

"Xiangye, you and your wife haven't seen each other for two months, do you want to have a meal together?"

Yang Yuhuan grabbed Fang Xiu's arm and asked delicately.

Fang Xiu said lightly, "No need."

Seeing this, Yang Yuhuan showed a smile in his eyes.

It's rare for Xiangye to accompany her out shopping alone, and she doesn't want a third person to come out and disturb her.

"Madame is really powerful, she has been working for two months to earn money for Zhenbao Zhai, unlike the slave family, who can't see Xiangye for two days, so she doesn't think about tea and dinner

I can't do anything anymore."

Yang Yuhuan grabbed Fang Xiu's arm and said coquettishly.

Fang Xiu glanced at her, and said in his heart, this little girl is cultivating very well now, tea talk and tea talk, just blurt out.

"Xiangye, the slave family heard that Yirenju has recently released a few new dishes, including oysters shipped from Yan Kingdom, good wolfberry stewed pork rib soup, and tea made from cordyceps, let's try it."

Yang Yuhuan said delicately.

When Fang Xiu heard the names of these three dishes, the corners of his mouth twitched inexplicably.

Xindao, this is going to make up for the kidneys of the true phase.

"I'll listen to you."

Fang Xiu rarely accompanied her out on a trip, and he almost responded to such a trivial matter.

"Xiangye is the best."

Yang Yuhuan saw Fang Xiu agree, a smile appeared in his eyes, and his eyebrows curled.

The two walked side by side, planning to go to Yirenju.

This time.

A cacophony was heard not far away.

"This group of *** people don't follow the rules! The old lady has to smash his shop today!"

"Yes! Smash them!"

Fang Xiu heard the voice, his brows furrowed slightly, and he turned his head to look.

In front of the cloth village.

Dozens of women with big shoulders and round waists, holding wooden sticks in their hands, gathered together, shouting and walking towards Li Yingyue menacingly.

Li Yingyue stood in place, looking at these with an indifferent expression.

Around.

When the people who were queuing up saw this scene, their faces were puzzled and they didn't understand what was happening.

In the blink of an eye.

And the women came to the village.

A woman in a cotton robe stood up, crossed her hands on her hips, looked fierce, and shouted loudly, "Where is the shopkeeper of your cloth village! Let him come out to see the old lady!"

In front of the cloth village.

When the guys heard this, they subconsciously looked at Li Yingyue on the side.

Li Yingyue didn't dodge, she stood up directly, looked at the woman in front of her, and said coldly, "What's the matter?"

The woman with a big waist and a round waist glanced Li Yingyue up and down, and said coldly, "You are the shopkeeper?"

Li Yingyue looked at her, her expression was indifferent, and she didn't speak.

Seeing her calm appearance, a wave of anger rose inexplicably in her heart, and she gritted her teeth and said, "You ***! I'm embarrassed to ask my mother something! What have you done to be immoral! You don't know yourself?"

As soon as this remark came out.

The people in line suddenly became interested, and they all looked at Li Yingyue, and various thoughts flashed in their hearts.

This shopkeeper looks so young and so beautiful, is it the man who seduced the woman?

It shouldn't be!

This woman looked like a small person in the market.

Presumably, her man is not a dignitary.

How could a young and beautiful female shopkeeper fall in love with such a person?

But.

If she hadn't seduced her man, why did she come here to make trouble?

Odd.

It's weird.

The people were curious and discussed.

This time.

The woman raised her voice and said in a loud voice, "If you hadn't woven cloth from all that mess, you would have lowered the price of cloth so low! Can we sell the cloth we weave?"

The voice fell.

The women behind her responded.

"That's it! Before you didn't have a cloth village, everyone weaved their own cloth, and at the end of the year, they could always make a profit, but now it's okay, the cloth that you have worked hard for a year is not worth the day you use those messy machines to weave!"

"Now that other cloth houses are pushing the price of cloth so low, how can you let us spend this year!"

"Whoever lets the old lady have a bad New Year, the old lady will fight with whom!"

"Today, the old lady has to be

Smash your cloth and your bullshit loom!"

Angry cries echoed through the streets.

After hearing this, the onlookers froze in place, and it took a while to react.

It turned out that these women came to find trouble only because of the low price of cloth here and the abundance of goods, which affected the price of the cloth they weaved.

"I said you guys were too unreasonable! How do people weave, do you still have to care?"

"That's it! As long as you can weave the cloth out and the quality is not bad, how can you manage how to weave it?"

"Moreover, the cloth they weave by themselves, how much silver they sell, they have the final say, what does it have to do with you!"

A few young women, who couldn't stand it, pursed their lips and spoke.

When the leading woman heard this, she glared at several young women, waved the wooden stick in her hand, and said with an annoyed face: "If you *** dare to fart again, the old lady will tear your mouth!"

The rest of the women glared at the young woman, pointing and swearing.

After all, these women are young, they have never experienced such a thing, and they are weak, and in the face of these women, they are afraid in their hearts, and they all bow their heads and dare not say any more.

When the women saw that they confessed, they looked at Li Yingyue's body again, and said angrily, "***! You smashed the machine yourself! Let the old ladies do it!"

Li Yingyue stared at them with a pair of good-looking phoenix eyes, her expression was indifferent, and she asked coldly, "Do you know that according to the law of the Great Qian, those who gather a crowd to make trouble will be punished with twenty rods!" The one who is the first can be killed with a rod!"

When the woman at the head heard this, she sneered and said disdainfully, "You are scared to be an old lady! The old lady doesn't believe it, smash a few broken machines with you, what can the government do with the old lady!"

As soon as the words fell, I heard Li Yinyue's joyless and sad voice sound again.

"You may not know that behind this cloth village is Jumbo Zhai, and behind Jumbo Zhai is the Xiangguo Mansion, in short, this is the prime minister's business, these machines are the prime minister's machines, you gather people to make trouble, smash the cloth village, it may be okay elsewhere, after all, the law does not blame the public.

But here. Even if you just smash the machine, Kyoto Prefecture Yin will pull you out one by one and punish you severely!

You may be able to bear twenty rods according to the law, but if the Kyoto Prefecture Governor punishes you a little more severely, and the rods are thirty, or even forty, none of you will be able to get out of the yamen alive."

These words were not hurried or slow, and they seemed extremely calm.

When the women saw this, a panic arose inexplicably in their hearts.

Even the woman at the head couldn't help but feel a little frightened.

But thinking that as long as this cloth farm is still there, the cloth they weave will not be sold at a high price, and the cloth will not be sold at a high price, so she will have no money to buy food, let alone money for the New Year, she mustered up her courage again.

Pretending to be calm, he said loudly, "Who are you scaring about! The Prime Minister is such a big person! How can it have anything to do with your cloth village!"

As soon as the words fell, I heard Li Yinyue's voice ring again.

"You can believe it or not, you can also smash the cloth village, smash the machine, as long as you have the courage to bear the possible consequences, do whatever you want."

After speaking, she looked at the guys on the side, and said lightly, "Open the door of the shop and let them go in and smash it."

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The guys were slightly stunned, hesitated for a moment, and replied, "Yes!"

When the woman at the head saw this scene, she gritted her teeth angrily, but she did not dare to act rashly.

When the rest of the women saw this, they also fell silent, and no one dared to be the first bird.

For a moment, the atmosphere fell into an eerie silence.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Finally, the women couldn't bear the pressure and left the place with a curse.

When the people queuing up saw this scene, they were even more convinced that the cloth of this cloth village was of good quality and low price, and they talked about it.

"Madame is worthy of being the empress of the Zhou Kingdom, she has such a temperament!"

Yang Yuhuan held Fang Xiu's arm, admiring from the bottom of his heart.

If it were her, she might be able to find a way to solve these troublesome women, but

It is impossible to be so calm and composed, as if you are dealing with a trivial matter from beginning to end.

Fang Xiu was silent for a few seconds, and then said softly, "She has grown up very quickly, and now she has the shadow of when she first saw her."

When Yang Yuhuan heard this, he was slightly stunned, hesitated for a few breaths, and asked, "Do you want to let Mrs. change back to her original appearance?"

The original appearance refers to the way she was before her amnesia.

Fang Xiu thought for a few seconds and didn't answer this question, just smiled and said, "Enough of the excitement, let's go eat."

Seeing this, Yang Yuhuan didn't ask again, and responded sweetly.

"Hmm!"

It's approaching the end of the year.

It's not just ordinary people who are preparing for the New Year, but so is the palace.

Walking into the palace gate, you can see the lanterns everywhere.

In the Temple of Nourishing the Heart.

Wu Mingkong sat on the dragon chair, looking at the list in his hand, thinking about who to invite to the banquet.

Side.

Lin Wan'er was busy adding some decorations symbolizing the new year and new atmosphere to the Heart Cultivation Palace, and glanced back at the empress from time to time.

Seeing that Her Majesty the Empress was still frowning as before, she couldn't help the curiosity in her heart, and asked, "Your Majesty, the list is full of princes and ministers invited to the banquet of the ministers in previous years, and the royal family and nobles, wouldn't it be good to follow the invitation this year, why do you have to be so sad?"

When Wu Mingkong heard this, he raised his eyes to look at Lin Wan'er, and said in a deep voice, "I'm wondering if I should invite her to this banquet."

Lin Wan'er's eyes showed a blank expression, and she hesitated: "The slave is stupid, I don't know what His Majesty is referring to her."

Wu Mingkong said lightly, "Fang Xiu's wife, Li Yingyue."

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Lin Wan'er was slightly stunned, and she didn't know how to respond for a while.

According to the rules, ministers are allowed to bring their wives to participate in the ministers' banquets, especially important ministers like Fang Xiang, who bring their families to attend the ministers' banquets, which can show that the monarchs and ministers get along harmoniously.

But.

Fang Xiang's wife is different.

In any case, everyone is the titular Empress of the Great Zhou, if she is invited, in what capacity should she participate?

Is it a courtier, or an empress?

After thinking for a while, Lin Wan'er hesitated, "Mrs. Fang's identity is special, in the opinion of a slave, it's better not to invite."

When Wu Mingkong heard this, he glanced at her and said lightly, "I don't want to invite her, it has nothing to do with her identity, I just don't want to see her."

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The corners of Lin Wan'er's eyes twitched, and she said in her heart, to be precise, she shouldn't want to see her and Fang Xiang sitting together, right?

Seeing that Lin Wan'er didn't speak, Wu Mingkong said again: "However, the alliance between Qian and Zhou is about to be signed, and it is of great benefit to invite her to the banquet in the palace."