Mrs. Jian Changbo vomited blood and fainted, and Jian Changbo, who was almost sprayed with blood, was afraid and confused, he really didn't know what he had done wrong.

Unlike him, Yu Zizhen, who listened to the live broadcast of the small milk sound system, understood Mrs. Jian Changbo very well.

Pawning the ancestral business, this is an outright loser's behavior, and it is a symptom of the decline of Jianchang Bofu to an uncontrollable situation.

By the way, the two Zhuangzi that Jian Changbo took out and sold actually fell into the hands of Yu Zizhen.

She has a great advantage in obtaining information, and before others have heard the news, she has already prepared enough money to satisfy Jian Changbo.

In addition, Jian Changbo didn't want this matter to be known to everyone, although he didn't mind pawning his ancestral business when he was struggling, he didn't want the nobles and courtiers to know about it.

Losing face is one thing, and in the future, others will definitely not take them seriously Jianchang Bofu is also one thing.

So when the person sent by Yu Zizhen took out a stack of silver tickets, saying that he could directly pay the money with him and deliver the goods with the other, he immediately sold all the two Zhuangzi to the people sent by Yu Zizhen.

By the time Mrs. Jianchangbo woke up from her coma, the two Zhuangzi's deeds had been replaced, and the new deeds had already arrived in Yu Zizhen's hands.

The wood has been completed, and Mrs. Jianchangbo can only accept this predetermined ending with regret.

Of course, that's for later.

At present, Mrs. Jianchang Bo didn't know that the Bofu would decay day by day, and she was regrouping, and she was trying to build relationships everywhere in order to give Jianchang Bo another good relationship.

In the busyness and rush of everyone, the time soon came to the tenth day of the winter month, that is, the day of the winter solstice.

This day is the day of the suburbs of the Son of Heaven, according to the traditional customs handed down from Daqi, the emperor or the prince needs to choose an auspicious time on this day to hold a ceremony in the mound, to announce the abundant harvest of grains, and to thank God.

As the prince of Zhenbei, Yu Zizhen naturally attended this grand event, but they children didn't have much to do, they just had to mix in the team of worshipping the heavens and keep saluting with everyone.

In the morning, she drank a stomach of cold wind in Yuanqiu, and in the afternoon, she had to simply sacrifice her ancestors when she returned home, until Yu Zizhen couldn't help but start to wonder if she would be frozen into a popsicle, she was finally free, and she could go back to her yard and lie in a warm room to rest at ease.

In the evening, Zhang Niangzi prepared dumplings for Yu Zizhen as a staple food, in her words, dumplings must be eaten on the day of the winter solstice, and even there is a saying in their hometown that "the winter solstice does not serve dumpling bowls, and no one cares if you freeze your ears".

Yu Zizhen giggled when she heard this, she liked to cooperate with such interesting customs, which made her feel that life became more colorful.

The time soon came to the eve of the Wanshou Festival, and Wen Xiaoman took the manpower prepared for her by her grandfather and went south with the Lu family

The day after the winter solstice, Yu Zizhen went to school in the palace as usual.

At the end of the morning class, she gave Xiao Yuanjin a simple abstract, ugly and characteristic "Ninety-Nine Chilling Picture".

"I painted it myself, and I've heard that people in the capital like to give each other this kind of thing during the winter solstice."

Xiao Yuanjin:

Xiao Yuanjin couldn't bear to complain about what Yu Zizhen's painting was, but before the music theory class started in the afternoon, Xiao Yuanjin also sent back a "Ninety-Nine Chilling Picture" that he personally drew to Yu Zizhen.

Although they are all "personally painted", unlike Yu Zizhen's ugly and distinctive "Ninety-Nine Chilling Picture", Xiao Yuanjin's painting is quite spiritual and meaningful.

How to say it, it feels like she used a rag that should be discarded in exchange for a valuable and rare soft cigarette.

Fortunately, Xiao Yuanjin didn't mind, and Yu Zizhen didn't feel inferior to his abstract painting skills.

The two of them each used the "Ninety-Nine Chilling Map" sent by the other party, silently counting when the cold winter would pass.

After the second snow fell in the capital, Mr. Jiang found Yu Zizhen again.

The Chinese New Year is approaching, and he came to Yu Zizhen to discuss the New Year's gift sent back to Beiwang Mansion in Beijing Town.

Yu Zizhen was as unconcerned as ever, she didn't want to go out shopping in this weather, so she handed over the task of selecting gifts to Mr. Jiang.

"I have too many things to do recently, Mr. Jiang, you can work harder, why don't you help me choose my share."

Mr. Jiang was speechless. The money is from the public account, and if Yu Zizhen doesn't choose it herself, then her perfunctory behavior will be too obvious.

He asked Yu Zizhen, "I wonder what Shizi has been busy with lately?" ”

"That's too much." Yu Zizhen counted his fingers to him one by one, "I want to take classes, learn Confucian classics and the six arts of gentlemen, and practice martial arts diligently on a cold day." In addition, I am also learning medicine, farming, breeding, carving, and learning."

She counted more than a dozen things, but the few things after the four words "besides", Mr. Jiang really didn't see any need for her to learn.

But when I thought of the congratulatory gift she gave on the birthday of Empress Xiao Lu, Mr. Jiang really couldn't accuse Yu Zizhen of not doing his job.

He can see that the son of their family is the least good at that is the Confucian classics and four of the six arts of the gentleman, which are most respected by the world.

On the contrary, it is a necessary skill for martial arts, such as fist and foot kung fu, body skills, marksmanship, archery, and horses, and then there are miscellaneous paths such as medical skills, farming, animal husbandry, etc., no matter what she wants to learn, she will learn it as soon as she wants, which makes the people around her very stressed.

If he didn't know that Yu Zizhen was indeed a girl, just looking at Yu Zizhen's performance, he wouldn't suspect that she was actually a woman disguised as a man and an impostor.

"Just pick it for me. The things I gave to my younger brothers and sisters were still based on my previous rules, mainly books, chess games, calligraphy, recipes, pen, ink, paper, inkstone and all kinds of novel embroidery, focusing on one that opened their eyes and increased their knowledge. As for my father and the king, if you see what is good, just buy some and come back, and don't worry about the money. ”

Mr. Jiang used up his lifelong self-control to not roll his eyes and complain about Yu Zizhen, "It's not to spend your money, of course you don't need to feel sorry for the money!" ”

He said yes rather depressedly, and then resigned himself to helping Yu Zizhen buy something.

Of course, even if the errand runner is changed from Yu Zizhen to him, the person who pays will never change from him to Yu Zizhen.

Until the eighth day of December, Mr. Jiang, who had been busy for about three days, finally sent away the team responsible for sending the festival gifts to the Beiwang Mansion in Beijing Town.