After the palace banquet was over, although the official reward was not handed down yet, the emperor made the announcement again in front of so many people, so the homes of the few people who made a splash at the banquet were already filled with guests and congratulatory gifts.
Went to the concierge.
"Where is Liulang? Where is Liulang?" Mrs. Zhou's voice spread in the yard, "The master asked him to go see the guests."
"Madam, Madam, the doctor is here." The maids shouted.
"Who wants to see the doctor? I'm looking for Liu Lang." Mrs. Zhou said.
Mrs. Zhou fainted twice that day. Once she fainted when Liu Lang walked by with a crossbow outside the city gate. Not long after she woke up, she fainted again because the emperor was giving a reward to Liu Lang. She was shocked.
He fainted twice when he was happy, so Mr. Zhou was worried and asked the doctor to come.
Mrs. Zhou waved away the maids and maids, and walked quickly outside the door. In the afternoon sunlight, she looked very energetic even though her makeup had not been changed.
"Rokuro didn't come back." Someone said, "I haven't seen him since the palace banquet was over."
Mrs. Zhou was stunned for a moment, then smiled again.
"He must be looking for his sister." She smiled and hurriedly chased people, "Quickly, send these gifts from home to Jiaojiao'er, and ask her if she wants to come back and stay for a few days...
.Speak politely...don't say too much...and irritate her..."
The servants and wives went away in response.
Zhou Lang had already arrived at Yudaiqiao's house, but Fan Jianglin hadn't arrived home yet. Several generals couldn't wait to drag him to Gongnuyuan. However, the news of the reward had been sent back, and the yard had been decorated. The guards, servants and girls were all laughing.
Full of satisfaction.
Mrs. Huang, who was holding her child in her arms, was very embarrassed when facing this young man, but there was no one else at home. She was called sister-in-law anyway and had to come to welcome the guest.
In fact, it is not clear who the guest is, but the young man in front of him is Mrs. Cheng's biological brother.
"After you left, she went out." Huang said.
"Where have you gone?" Zhou Lang asked.
Huang shook his head.
That woman was weird and didn't know how to talk to others. Zhou Lang frowned, suddenly thought of something, turned around and left. When he walked out of the door, he thought of something and turned around again, with a bit of stiffness.
"I'm bothering you, sister-in-law." He said quickly, and before Huang could react, he got on his horse and galloped away.
Mrs. Huang only came back to her senses after looking at the young man walking away.
"How dare you take it, how dare you take it." She said repeatedly.
The streets were crowded with people, and people kept talking about shooting arrows in front of the city gate.
"Such a big bow..."
"What are you talking about? Did you see it? It's obviously about the same size as an ordinary crossbow..."
"..Anyway, the arrow shot through the shield from far away..."
"...The emperor personally bestowed the name of the divine arm bow on him..."
"...I really want the Western thieves to see this artifact right away. I don't know if they will be so scared that they will pee..."
"...Many generals are vying to lead troops to kill the enemy...Jiang Wenyuan, hurry up and get out of here, don't take up space..."
After passing through the noisy crowd, Zhou Lang went straight out of the east city gate. From a distance, he saw a carriage parked in front of him with familiar guards standing there. He reined in the horse and hesitated before going over, when someone called him from the side.
Zhou Lang turned around and saw Qin Shisanlang standing on the side of the road waving and smiling at him.
"I don't know if your eyesight is good or bad. You can shoot an arrow through a shield from such a distance. You can't even see such a handsome husband like me when he is so close." Qin Shisanlang said with a smile.
Saturday Lang sighed.
"What are you doing here?" he asked, glaring.
"I shouldn't be waiting for you." Qin Shisanlang smiled.
Zhou Lang snorted and ignored him as he stepped forward. Qin Shisanlang stretched out his hand to hold him.
"Don't go there," he said.
Saturday Lang frowned and looked at him.
"I think she wants to be alone for a while now." Qin Shisanlang said, raising his chin.
Zhou Lang looked over and saw the woman sitting on the ground, tapping on the tombstone seriously and intently. Time after time, the tinkling sound seemed to hit people's hearts.
Liulang stopped and stood side by side with Qinshisanlang.
"Congratulations." Qin Shisanlang suddenly said.
Saturday Lang had a sullen face.
"You, you must learn to accept other people's good intentions. Others' good intentions will not harm you." Qin Shisanlang sighed, "Other people's good intentions and good intentions are rare in the world, so you must cherish them."
"Noisy." Zhou Lang said, turning to stare at him again, "The exam is about to start next year. Will you pass the exam? You've been wandering around all day long."
Qin Shisanlang didn't seem to hear, he just looked at Cheng Jiaoniang over there.
Liu Lang raised his foot and kicked him over, but Qin Shisanlang stepped away to avoid it.
"I can't help but pretend I didn't hear your stupid question." He smiled.
Zhou Lang snorted, and when he was about to speak, there was another sound of horse hooves on the road. He turned around and saw that it was Fan Jianglin.
Just like Liu Lang, Fan Jianglin only stared at Cheng Jiaoniang over there, turning a blind eye to other places and walked straight past.
"Da Langjun." Banqin saluted with a smile, "Congratulations to Da Langjun."
This congratulation made Fan Jianglin's eyes turn red. He walked over quickly and looked at Cheng Jiaoniang who stopped holding the chisel in her hand and looked over.
"Sister." What he wanted to say finally turned into this sentence.
Cheng Jiaoniang smiled slightly.
"Brother will have a hard time in the future," she said.
"How can you be afraid of hard work if you are still alive?" Fan Jianglin said, his eyes falling on the tombstone.
The word "Xu Mao" has been completed, but the revision of the word "Xu Mao" has not yet started.
Xu Maoxiu…
Fan Jianglin hurriedly sat down and then lowered his head to squeeze out two tears and then raised his head to squeeze out a smile.
"Let me help my sister," he said, although he didn't know what he could do.
Cheng Jiaoniang nodded.
"Brother, please help me pass the things." She said.
Fan Jianglin sighed and watched as Cheng Jiaoniang began to carve words slowly again, bit by bit, stroke by stroke. It was far less smooth than writing, but heavier and more weighty than writing.
"...I followed what my sister taught me, and I'm right. The emperor is very happy." Fan Jianglin said.
"Everything you say is true and not false, so it won't make people unhappy," Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Fan Jianglin nodded.
"...The Young Master of the Zhou family was promoted first, and then His Majesty asked me... Oh, and the wife of the Chen family also received a reward. I didn't hear what it was... I was just talking to the adults...
"
Accompanied by the tinkling sound, Fan Jianglin talked about what happened today. Cheng Jiaoniang smiled. Although she didn't say much, her eyes showed that she was listening very seriously.
In fact, these things are all related to her, but at this time she is a bystander listening to other people's affairs.
Fan Jianglin's voice suddenly stopped, and Cheng Jiaoniang also stopped the chisel in her hand to look at him.
"Sister," he said, "These are supposed to be yours, why don't you want them yourself and give them to me...us..."
Cheng Jiaoniang smiled.
"These things are useful to you but useless to me. What I have to do with these useless things only consumes my energy." She said, "Making the best use of things means that I am talking about things as well as people."
It’s no use…
So don’t…
Fan Jianglin understood half of it. Since his sister said it was useless, then it would be useless. He nodded and handed Cheng Jiaoniang the hammer.
Cheng Jiaoniang took it and continued carving.
What's more, these are nothing. There have been bigger and better ones than this one.
So what, if not, there is nothing.
When night fell, the Chen family's banquet was served, but they found that the protagonist Chen Shiba Niang was nowhere to be found.
"Is she out?" Mrs. Chen asked in surprise.
The little girl in front of her nodded.
"Where have you been so late?" Mrs. Chen asked, not to mention that so many relatives and friends came here specifically for her. This child is not the kind of person who doesn't know etiquette.
"I'm going to Mrs. Cheng's place," the little girl said.
Mrs. Chen and Chen Shao looked at each other.
Why do you want to go to her so late?
"Besides Dan Niang, Shi Ba Niang was the closest to her. Now that she has received such praise, I want her to be happy too." Mrs. Chen said.
"Then there's no need to go now, you can do it tomorrow." Chen Shao said, frowning slightly, thinking of something, "Back then, the Eighteenth Madam often went to Mrs. Cheng's place to study?"
Mrs. Chen was stunned for a moment. It had been so long that she couldn't even remember it.
"Probably so," she said.
Really? Chen Shao frowned and said nothing.
At this time, Chen Shiba Niang was already sitting in front of Cheng Jiao Niang. She bowed and pushed an edict over to her. She raised her head and could not hide her joy and excitement.
Cheng Jiaoniang picked it up, looked at it, and then put it down.
"Show me your handwriting," she said.
Chen Shiba Niang responded, took a piece of writing and pushed it over, looking at the woman in front of her with a bit of nervousness and expectation.
Under the illumination of four palace lanterns, the woman's expression was cast with a soft light. The feeling of being unapproachable subsided a little, but soon the woman's lowered eyes were raised. They were obviously deep eyes, but they were still overshadowed.
The light of the lamp.
Chen Shiba Niang looked away.
"Not bad." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
not bad?
Chen Shiba's smile was a little stiff.
"Thank you, madam." She saluted and said.
There was silence in the room, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.
"Oh, and congratulations, madam, your wish has come true." Chen Shiba Niang thought of something and said again, trying to break the embarrassment.
Cheng Jiaoniang shook her head.
"Thank you." she said.
Thank you, but you shake your head. Do you feel happy or unhappy?
Chen Shiba Niang bit her lower lip and suddenly felt that she was wrong to come here like this.
The excitement of wanting to share with her and thank her seemed to be extinguished by a basin of cold water...
In fact, I am not familiar with her, and she has no intention of having a close relationship with me.
Or maybe this reward is nothing at all in her eyes...
not bad…
Shouldn’t that be a really good reward?
"Madam, why don't you dedicate your writing to Your Majesty? Your Majesty likes books very much... I will definitely reward you..." she said hurriedly.
Before she finished speaking, she saw the face of the woman in front of her fixed on her.
Being stared at by eyes like that, Chen Shiba Niang panicked for a moment and couldn't speak any more.
"Chen Su, why are you practicing calligraphy?" Cheng Jiaoniang asked.
Chen Shiba Niang was startled.
"Because I like practicing calligraphy..." she said.
"No, the purpose of studying calligraphy is to make everyone agree." Cheng Jiaoniang shook her head and interrupted her, "Chen Su, I want to make myself someone I like and admire."
This is what I said back then...
Chen Shiba Niang was a little startled.
"Chen Su." Cheng Jiaoniang looked at her, "What are you afraid of?"
What are you afraid of?
What am I afraid of?
Chen Shiba Niang bit her lower lip and turned pale.
"I'm afraid..." she murmured tremblingly, "I'm afraid that I'm not good...not good enough...not...not as good as you...I can't compare to you..."
She raised her head as she said this.
"Yes, I'm afraid I can't compare to you. I can't compare to you."
Banqin, who was sitting by the door, lowered his head and sighed softly.
"Aren't you disgusted? Isn't this Chen Su very disgusting?" Chen Shiba Niang said, her face turned pale, and she clenched her hands tightly on her knees, "I also want to like myself and become the person I like.
, but I couldn’t do it, I thought I did it, but...but..."
When she saw this woman, no, when she heard her name, she knew that she had not done it...
She raised her hands to cover her face and choked.
"That's it." Cheng Jiaoniang said, shaking her head, "It will be difficult if you compare yourself with others. In that case, you will never like yourself."
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Take a break on the weekend and update.
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