The happy news of the recovery of disaster relief grain was transmitted back to Xuanzhou two days later.

On this day, it was the birthday banquet of Mrs. Taishou's 60th birthday.

The guests in Fanghua Garden were full of smiles and double happiness.

Seeing that the folds on Mrs. Taishou's face were laughing, Lin Ruyu knew that she was really happy. The birthday banquet was held for more than half an hour, and it was the first time that Mrs. Taishou smiled so sincerely.

Ye Changshi's wife smiled, "Now it's okay, the tens of thousands of people in the seven counties affected by the disaster can finally eat a hot meal."

The folds in the corners of Mrs. Taishou's eyes widened, "It's getting colder, and the people not only need to eat enough, but also need to add clothes. Long live, who is thousands of miles away in the imperial capital, is also worried about the affected people in our three states. In addition to the congratulatory gifts from today's birthday banquet, the old man has donated his fields and houses in Le County to resettle the people affected by the disaster."

The ladies who came to the birthday banquet bowed their heads unanimously and were silent.

Seven counties were affected by the disaster, and they have donated money, food and materials three times. If you donate again, it won't hurt your flesh, but your bones will hurt.

Lin Ruyu, who was kneeling beside her second aunt, straightened her body, and the highlight finally arrived!

Mrs. Ye looked at Lin Ruyu with a smile, this little girl not only looks beautiful, but also has such a vivid expression, which is really rare.

Mrs. Taishou, who was seated, looked at everyone's expressions, her eyes fell on the second lady of the Lin family and the daughter of the Lin family, and said gently, "Woe, blessing depends on."

Well?

Don't urge donations?

The guests, who were eager to bury their heads in their cups and saucers, looked up at Mrs. Taishou.

"The Wolong embankment burst, and you generously donated money for the relief of the victims. The mother of the Lin family came to see Taishou with illness and donated food, silver and medicine." Mrs. Taishou praised the Lin family, changed her words, and said sternly:

"I didn't want the Lin family to do such a righteous act, but I was hated by the villain, and sent people into the Lin family's shop and cargo ship several times, destroying the goods, and the hundreds of horses and satin worth 10,000 taels transported by the Lin family from Huzhou were soaked in the river! Taishou sent people to hunt down the murderer, no matter who instructed the murderer, once caught, he will not be tolerated!"

Everyone has heard about this matter more or less, and there are those who feel sorry for the Lin family, and there are those who gloat.

Aunt Lin lowered her head and wondered why Mrs. Taishou mentioned this matter at this juncture, and Second Aunt Lin calmly looked at the guests, wondering which one was secretly doing the evil.

When you find him, you can't kill him!

Wen lowered his head and pretended to be uncomfortable, and secretly bit his ears with Lin Ruyu, "Jiaojiao, I'm so nervous."

"Second aunt, so am I." After all, it was the first time to organize such a big event, Lin Ruyu was both excited and scared, and her white porcelain-like face was flushed.

Mrs. Taishou continued, "As the old man just said: Woe is relied upon. The Lin family found that the stripes on the dyed cloth were a bit natural, so they came up with the idea of using cloth as a canvas. They brought the cloth to the old man to see, and the old man was not good at this, so he sent someone to send the cloth to Hezhou and handed it over to Mr. Songmian. After seeing it, Mr. Songmian became very excited, and he painted a painting and handed it over to the old body."

Mrs. Taishou raised her hand, and two little maids wearing identical clothes stepped forward with the scroll. Everyone stared wide-eyed, slowly unfolding, a canvas a foot long.

"It's so pretty! It's the same as the real thing!"

"Mr. Jiuwen's name, it's the first time I've seen the true handiwork of his old man, and he deserves to be the painting saint of our six states, good, really good!" ….

"I didn't expect fine silk to be able to paint, how much silver is this painting worth?"

Mrs. Song, whose daughter was slapped by Lin Ruyu, said sourly, "I don't like this, I don't know!"

「……」

How many silver taels? Thousands to tens of thousands are possible, Lin Ruyu pursed her lips and smiled happily.

The ladies whispered and discussed, but the men's garden was already boiling, "Lord Taishou, where is Mr. Songmian's masterpiece, his subordinates beg to take a look."

"My lord, the grass people want to see it too."

「……」

Seeing that everyone was so anxious that they scratched their ears and cheeks, Taishou stroked his beard and smiled, "Sir's painting, not only can you see it, but those who are lucky enough can also take it home with it in their sleeves and hang it in the hall to enjoy it every day."

"...... Boom"

Seeing everyone excited

had a red face and a thick neck, and Second Master Lin and Zheng Changming smiled so much that they couldn't see their teeth.

After the atmosphere was set up, Tai Shou said the theme, "Chongyang Festival, this garden looks at Xiangshan Mountain, and a calligraphy and painting charity sale will be held, at which not only Mr. Songmian's paintings, but also my Xuanzhou famous artists will paint on the spot. All paintings, the highest price wins. All proceeds from the charity sale will be used for disaster relief."

In the back garden, Mrs. Taishou straightened up and raised her hand to salute, "On the day of Chongyang, the old body was full of dogwoods, waiting for you to come in the Wangxiang Pavilion, and then contribute to the people affected by the disaster in Xuanzhou."

After this extraordinary birthday banquet, the Chongyang Poetry and Painting Charity Sale instantly exploded Xuanzhou City, and the threshold of the Lin family's gate was about to be broken.

The guests all came for the invitation of the Chongyang Charity Bazaar.

There are 200 invitations to the bazaar, and each invitation is limited to three people. There are a hundred in the Taishou Mansion, which are prepared for Xuanzhou officials and families; The Lin family has a hundred sheets, which are prepared for Xuanzhou merchants.

The Xuanzhou family and merchants were the main buyers of the bazaar, and the list of invited guests had been prepared, and the Lin family still had 20 invitations left, which could be used as favors.

It was these twenty that everyone grabbed.

If you can't enter the bazaar, you won't be able to see the masterpiece with your own eyes! If you can't enter the bazaar, it means that you are not strong enough in Xuanzhou and have insufficient face!

Squeeze your head, and go in too!

Scatter all your wealth, and you must also get the original painting of the saint!

There are constant guests in the front yard of the Lin family, and the tea in the backyard does not stop.

Lin Ruyu and the second aunt had just sent away a relative and daughter who couldn't be beaten by eight poles, and the little maid who passed the word ran in and whispered, "Girl, Xia Cai An has arrived from afar."

Lin Ruyu got up, "Second aunt, I'll go to the front yard to take a look."

Which side of Xia Cai Anziyuan is a relative, and why did his sister go to see him? Lin Rumei came to her sister's side, "Sister, I want to go too."

"Okay." Lin Ruyu took her sister's hand and whispered, "Let's take a look behind the screen, the second sister's hands and feet should be lighter and don't make a noise."

"Okay." Sister is willing to take her, anything can be done, Lin Rumei couldn't suppress her excitement, "Sister, who is this person?"

Although the second sister was only ten years old, Lin Ruyu didn't coax her with words, "Let's go and see if he is a bad guy in Wusha Town."

Lin Rumei's eyes immediately widened, "If it is, let my father arrest him and send him to the yamen!"

The yamen doesn't need to send it, it can't be sent. Lin Ruyu held her sister's hand, entered the front hall lightly through the back door, and looked out through the gap in the screen.

Three young men sat in the hall, and An Ziyuan was in the center.

Lin Ruyu recognized him at a glance that he was real, and carefully looked at the two people who came with him, and confirmed that Fake An was far away from it, so he pulled his sister out of the front hall and shook his head at Zhuqing, who was waiting by the back door.

Zhuqing saluted and ran to deliver the letter.

Lin Rumei asked in a low voice, "Sister, isn't it?"

"It's not." Lin Ruyu pulled her sister back, and heard her whisper, "The person sitting in the middle is very pleasing to the eye."

Lin Ruyu smiled. Yes, An Ziyuan is really pleasing to the eye, and he is a gentleman at first glance.

In the back alley of the official office, Fake An Ziyuan He Jiongming was furious, "You say it again."

An Fengchun's scalp was numb, and his tongue was a little knotted, "Xuanzhou Yamen is not... Catch the head and replace the cloud week."

He Jiongming stroked his left sleeve and slowly raised his eyes, "You mean, Xia Cai's granary was taken by a small catcher?"

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