Do you know: I’m Xu Jiazi

Chinese Valentine's Day is coming,

Because I want to build a Qiqiao building,

The work of the entire Bianjing craftsmen suddenly became busy.

There are also more horse-drawn carriages and ox-carts pulling colorful building accessories on the streets.

Late Mao hour (after 7 a.m.)

The weather is quite cool,

Southwest of the inner city,

Near Yiqiumen,

The flow of people in and out of the inner city is very dense.

There are imperial guards who guard the city and their people to maintain order.

At this time,

"Make way! Get out of the way!"

There were knights on horseback waving and shouting,

Seeing this scene,

The imperial guards guarding the city shouted to help clear the road.

The driver driving the cart on the street hurriedly led the oxen and horses pulling the cart and moved to the side of the street together with the passers-by.

Soon, the busy street gave way to a narrow passage.

After a while,

Knights with bright clothes and angry horses lined up in two lines, riding fine horses and galloping through the street and entering the doorway, attracting the attention of the common people and wealthy households who gave way on both sides.

"Hey! Since when did such a group of extravagant knights come to the capital?"

In the carriage on the roadside, a well-dressed rich man opened the curtain and asked doubtfully to the imperial guards guarding the city.

The imperial guard followed the good horse with the polo stick hanging on it and said, "This is from the Beiliao envoy who came to Bianjing a few days ago! Well, isn't the Beiliao Post House right there?"

As the Imperial Guard spoke, he pointed to the northeast of Yiqiu Gate.

"Then what are they doing out of the city at this time?"

"Didn't you see the polo stick next to the saddle? What can you do? Go play ball on the polo field owned by Mrs. Wu."

Upon hearing this, the rich man from Bianjing sighed: "Isn't that a fight between us Da Zhou and Bei Liao? It's interesting! It's a pity that ordinary people like us can't enter this polo ground!"

The forbidden soldier smiled and said: "You can enter the Wu Tower next to the polo ground! From the Wu Tower, you can overlook the polo ground!"

"yes!"

The rich man slapped his thigh and ordered the coachman to turn around and rush out of the city.

From Yiqiumen, walk straight west along the street and you will be able to leave the city and reach the polo ground.

soon,

The rich man's carriage arrived outside Wu Tower.

Seeing that there were not many carriages parked in front of Wulou Gate, the wealthy Bianjing family looked happy.

Then Fuhu got off the car and entered the building.

Looking at Dr. Wu Lou Tea and Wine who came up to him, the wealthy man smiled and said, "Book a private room on the second floor."

"My guest, I'm sorry! Starting today, we can no longer book the private rooms on the second floor of Wu Tower. You can only pay to go upstairs."

"What?"

"My boss just sent someone to deliver the order."

"How much money"

"Chenghui has ten guans per person! Tea, water and dried fruits are included in the building!"

The rich man was startled: "Ten strings? Ten strings, I can sleep with the oiran for one night! Really!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a silvery thing flying into Dr. Chajiu's arms in front of him.

Someone behind me said loudly: "It's reserved for two people."

"Hey! Please come upstairs."

Dr. Chajiu greeted enthusiastically.

The two people who paid the money walked upstairs and said: "I have seen too much polo in Bianjing, and I wonder how well the polo played by this noble from Northern Liao is playing!"

After listening to the conversation, the rich man thought for a moment, then hesitantly and painfully took out the money from his sleeve.

Following the greeting from Dr. Tea Wine, I went up to the second floor.

At a glance, the door of the private room facing the polo field was wide open, and there were long benches beside the window. There was a table with tea, dry fruits and tea in the back of the bench.

You can still vaguely hear the sound of horse hooves and the noise on the polo field not far away.

On the stairs connecting the second and third floors of Wu Building,

Liang Han, Qiao Jiulang and other good buddies were walking down the stairs.

Come to the second floor,

Looking at the elegant room with more and more spectators,

Qiao Jiulang gave a thumbs up in admiration: "Liu Lang, I have to say that your brain is very good."

Liang Han waved his hand: "Go, go, go!"

"Sixth Young Master!"

Manager Wu Lou bowed his hands at the side of the stairs.

Liang Han nodded: "You can go up to the third floor. The price is fifty guan. Pay the Huajian on the first floor and use the Huajian to go upstairs!"

"First give five flower notes to the brothers behind me."

"Yes! Sixth Young Master."

The steward bowed.

After Liang Han hummed, he nodded towards the rich man who was saluting him in the private room beside him, and then walked down with the others.

Arriving outside Wu Tower,

Liang Han put his hands behind his back and even said proudly: "Let's go to the stadium and see how Beilu Quanrong's skills are!"

"Um?"

Liang Han took a step forward and looked back at Qiao Jiulang, who was holding his clothes behind him.

"Kuroro, what's wrong?"

Qiao Jiulang pointed to the trees surrounding Wu Tower and the polo field, and said: "Liu Lang, if the incident about Beilu playing football with us becomes popular, will there be anyone standing on these trees watching the football match? ?”

"hiss!"

Liang Han's eyes lit up when he looked at the circle of trees. He turned around and walked towards the building, shouting as he walked: "Come here, come here!"

At the end of Youshi

(7 p.m.)

Xu Zaijing and Qingyun were riding horses, followed by the Xu family's carriage, walking towards Quyuan Street.

From time to time, people would bow their hands and salute by the roadside.

Xu Zaijing and Qingyun mostly nodded in greeting.

This is another middle-aged man, with several people behind him, bowing his hands towards Xu Zaijing: "I've seen Wu Lang!"

This time, Xu Zaijing tightened the reins slightly, stopped the horse, looked at the middle-aged man on the roadside and said, "Manager Jiang, what is this?"

"Going back to Wulang, the Liang family needs some men with nimble hands and feet and good arithmetic. Aunt Chang sent someone for me to help."

Xu Zaijing asked in confusion: "What happened to the Liang family? Why are they short of manpower?"

"The villain doesn't know this."

Xu Zaijing cupped his hands and said, "Guan Jiang is busy first."

"Goro, walk slowly."

Xu Zaijing nodded, lightly knocked the horse's belly and left.

This steward Jiang, Jiang Shangfeng, is none other than the uncle of Minglan, an official of Wei Yuyi. He is now the steward of Baijia Salt Village, but he is not in the same salt estate as Wei Yuyi.

Yong Yi Hou Mansion,

Xu Zaijing walked through the moon gate and entered the courtyard.

He smiled as he looked at the newly built tall begging tower in the yard, draped in red and decorated with colors to worship Kuixing.

"The fifth young master is back."

Following the voice of the female envoy,

Xu Zaijing stepped into the house, washed his face and hands before sitting down, and told Mrs. Sun and his two sisters-in-law what they had seen on the way.

Listening to Xu Zaijing's words, Mrs. Sun laughed and said, "Some people have also come to our house to borrow money. The boy at the gate, Chu Zhan, and a few old boys have also gone."

Xu Zaijing handed the towel to wipe his face to Hua Xiang, sat on the chair and nodded, then picked up the melon and took a bite.

"Yes, I want them to pay attention to the trees around the polo ground that can get people on."

"Mother, what's so nice about the trees around the polo field? Are you afraid that people will shoot the envoys of the Northern Liao Dynasty with arrows?"

Sun smiled and shook her head: "I heard from Mother Jin that it wasn't because of this, but it seemed to be for the ticket money to watch the polo."

"Huh? Are you charging money for people to go up the tree to watch football?"

Seeing Xu Zaijing's surprised look, the three Suns all smiled and nodded.

Xu Zaijing raised an eyebrow: "Liu Lang is really..."

We had dinner in Sun’s courtyard,

Xu Zaijing walked towards his yard,

Just walked in,

I saw three lanterns lit under the grape trellis in the yard.

"What is this for?"

Hearing Xu Zaijing’s voice,

Qingcao, who was holding the lantern, straightened up, bowed and said with a smile: "Sir, we are catching spiders."

"Oh? Are you going to put them in a box again and beg for luck?"

Xu Zaijing asked with a smile.

"Um!"

Qingcao and Yun Xiang smiled and nodded, and Xia's mother who followed them also said yes.

"Burn more mosquito repellent incense."

With that said, Xu Zaijing walked towards the main room.

Before entering the door,

Xu Zaijing stopped and took the book box from Yun Xiang's hand. After gesturing to Yun Xiang to catch spiders, he said, "If you really can't catch them, go find Uncle Deng. There are many spiders there." "Yes, Master!"

at night,

on the roof,

The lying raccoon slave yawned.

After the tail moved,

Putting its furry head on its forelimbs,

Looking at the yard under the eaves,

(The processed N times speed description is)

in the yard,

The bright yellow highlights of the lanterns rotated rapidly among them,

From time to time, girls’ laughter and voices could be heard.

After a while, all the highlights returned to the house.

The yard darkens,

Unknown insects chirped in the yard from time to time, making the yard seem even quieter.

The moon is bright and there are few stars in the sky,

The stars move quickly,

The raccoon slave on the eaves disappeared.

There is a faint white fish belly on the horizon.

A figure holding a lantern appeared in the yard again.

It was Xu Zaijing who went to exercise and Yun thought with a yawn.

(switch to normal speed)

The master and the servant passed through the grape trellis,

Just left the yard,

"Meow~"

The raccoon slave didn't know what he saw. After screaming, he flashed past the door of the yard in panic.

July 7,

Chinese Valentine's Day night,

Rong family,

There is an incense burner on the table in front of the exquisite Qiqiao building, as well as tributes such as grinding music, melons and fruits, roasted meat, pens, inks, papers and inkstones.

Next to the tribute was a brocade handkerchief embroidered with flowers, which looked like peonies.

Beside the handkerchief are several small wooden boxes sealed with paper.

The night wind blows,

The red light on the incense stick lights up,

Green smoke curls up,

It made the smell of incense sticks in the yard stronger.

Marquis Fuchang and the eldest lady of the Rong family are praying for blessings.

Rong Xian stood not far from the offering table with an embarrassed expression, looked at Rong Feiyan beside him, and whispered: "Sister, your brother and I are not in the imperial examination, why are you offering Kuixing, pen, ink, paper and inkstone?"

Rong Feiyan looked at the Qiqiao Building and whispered back: "Other families offer food like this!"

Rong Xian looked at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and raised his eyebrows, glanced at Rong Feiyan who was much taller, and said nothing.

"Xian'er, Yan'er, come!"

Lady Rong stood up from the futon in front of the altar table and waved.

Rongxian walked to the futon and said, "Mother, my dear, do you want me to recite a poem?"

Mrs. Rong looked at Rong Xian doubtfully: "My son, you can't read two baskets with Chinese characters! Are you reciting poems? Are you kidding me?"

Marquis Fuchang frowned and looked at Mrs. Rong and said, "Why do you say Xian'er like that? He knows more than two baskets of characters!"

Rongxian: "I"

Mrs. Rong waved her hands and said, "I hope you will marry a skillful lady!"

Rong Xian was helpless, kneeling on the futon and praying softly.

Rong Feiyan was close to her brother, and she vaguely heard Rong Xian praying: "Please bless the Heavenly Goddess and let the Dou family marry some good-looking female envoys so that my parents will be healthy and my sister will improve her embroidery skills."

Rongxian's voice rose a lot in the last two sentences.

Listen to this,

Marquis Fuchang and his wife looked pleased.

Rong Feiyan's fists in his sleeves were clenched.

Seeing Rong Xian kowtow, Rong Feiyan quickly stepped forward and helped Rong Xian up.

It’s hot in July and the clothes are not thick at all.

Rong Xian felt his sister twisting and pinching his fingers on his arm, and tried hard to control his expression.

Subsequently,

Rong Feiyan let go of Rong Xian and knelt on the futon.

After clasping his hands, he closed his eyes and prayed sincerely.

Rong Xian looked at Rong Feiyan in a funny way, trying to hear what his sister was praying, but unfortunately he didn't hear anything.

After a while,

"girl."

He walked over slowly, holding needle and thread.

After Rong Feiyan opened her eyes, she picked up the needle and thread, pressed the thread to her lips and then threaded it toward the eye of the needle.

Chai family,

Autumn Sound Garden,

The yard is filled with lanterns,

The vividly carved Kuixing stands in the tall and exquisite Qiqiao Tower.

The altar table in front of the building is very spacious.

Not much to say about the tributes such as grinding music and music.

What is different from other homes is that

There was a jade plate placed on the Chai family's altar table. There were several volumes of documents tied with thin gold threads on the jade plate.

The red seal on the back of the document is a little blurry, but I can't tell who it belongs to.

In the faint voice,

A group of people came over from the door of Qiu Sheng Yuanyue carrying lanterns.

The maid mothers were left at the door,

The leader of the Chai family, Chai Jin, and Chai Bo stood behind.

Mrs. Chai and Chai Zhengzheng arrived in front of Qiqiao Building.

Mrs. Chai patted Chai Zhengzheng's hand gently, pointed to the volumes of documents on the altar table and said, "Zhengzheng, didn't you ask me why I went to Qi's house before? It was for them."

After hearing Mrs. Chai's words, Chai Zhengzheng looked at the altar table in confusion.

"Mother, are these?"

Mrs. Chai smiled and said: "Earlier, you went to Shenbo Temple with Princess Pingning and the two marquises to get the first incense. Princess Pingning felt that she could not take advantage of others, so she invited the new bachelors who entered the Imperial Academy, and He Someone related to the Qi family wrote these volumes of documents."

"Although your two brothers don't have to take the imperial examination, I still asked for a share."

"They are all the same. They are all written by bachelors."

The new entrants to the Imperial Academy are the top-ranked new scholars this year. They are like the things Gu Tingyu used. In the eyes of the ladies, these are all blessed with 'literary spirit'.

Placing it in front of the altar table might make the gods in heaven feel it and listen to the prayers of faithful men and women.

"Go ahead."

Mrs. Chai let go of her daughter's hand and said.

Chai Zhengzheng glanced at his mother with some embarrassment. Just as he was about to take a step forward, Mrs. Chai said: "Zhengzheng!"

Chai Zhengzheng stopped and turned back: "Mother?"

"Your cousin Qi Heng also has something to say, but you can't just tell him alone."

"Pfft~"

Chai Jin behind him couldn't help laughing.

Chai Zhengzheng's face turned red visibly, but after listening to his mother's words, Chai Zhengzheng nodded slightly.

Xingguofang,

The Duke's Mansion of Qi State,

There is no one in front of Qiqiao Building anymore.

Only the incense sticks in the incense burner on the table were more than half burned.

There are not many other things on the altar table.

Only there are more pens, inks, paper and inkstones,

Next to the documents tied with gold threads like the Chai family, there is an inkstone with a unique shape. It is the one sent by the Chai family. The distribution of the stone eyes is natural, and it is the inkstone that has been carefully polished.

Look, the Kuixing in the Qiqiao Tower is made according to the appearance of this inkstone.

Ningyuan Hou Mansion,

Gu Tingye and his father Gu Yankai stood aside,

Seeing my mother Bai, her sister-in-law and sister praying devoutly in front of the Qiqiao Building,

The documents on the offering table are slightly different from those of Qi and Chai.

There was also a document written mixed with blood from Bai's fingertips.

Bai only hoped that her sincerity would be known to the gods and bless Gu Tingye to win the election.

Grandma Chang quietly told Gu Tingye about this.

Although Mrs. Bai wouldn't let Grandma Chang tell him.

Yong Yi Hou Mansion,

Xu Zaijing and Zai Zhang knelt on the futon in front of the Qiqiao Building together.

Thinking of all the hard work these days,

I secretly recited "God bless you" in my heart.

The night wind blows,

The incense sticks in the incense burner on the altar lit up red, and the green smoke curled up and disappeared into the night.

Sheng family,

Changbai and others' battle has ended.

Wei Shuyi and Minglan knelt on the futon,

After the prayer is over,

Wei Shuyi took the needle and thread offered by Qiu Jiang.

After pouting at the corner of his mouth, he pierced directly towards the eye of the needle.

Subsequently,

Minglan looked at her mother-in-law holding both ends of the silk thread and the needle falling in the middle of the silk thread. Her eyes were full of surprise and she said: "A-niang! You are lucky!"

Sheng Changzhu, who was standing next to the old lady, smiled and blinked, and looked at each other.

Wang Ruofu on the side and Liu's mother beside him asked: "Why is she so powerful?"

"My dear, I must be used to doing embroidery. Practice makes perfect."

Sheng Hong glanced at Lin Sushuang, who looked pitiful, and waved his hand: "Okay, let's all go back to the house! Let's see your spider boxes tomorrow morning!"

On the second day,

early in the morning,

Chang Bai and Xu Zaijing walked to the door of the school while talking.

Looking at Gu Tingye who was taking off his cloak in the school, the three of them looked at each other.