Jia Cong originally wanted to bring Sanchun out to broaden his horizons. These three ladies have only left the door once for more than ten years, that is, the time when Tiekan Temple prays for blessings. Almost all the women in the palace went out, and they never left the door again.

Because the last time I published a book for them, Jia Mu disagreed with the engraving and took them to the poetry meeting at Shanhai Bookstore, which was even more inappropriate.

It is not that the women in the official family cannot go out, but there are conditions and restrictions. The first is to go to the temple to pray for blessings, and the second is the literary gathering of women.

Among them, the female family members' literary association has a long history, especially in Jiangnan. People in Jiangnan like to travel, and ladies even raft on the lake and talk about poetry and painting. However, this article is limited to women who are already married, and it is still difficult for them to go out without a father's daughter.

Xing Xiuyan is not in this ranks. She is an ordinary family and can wander between the lower class and the upper class like Huang Yuanjie in the late Ming Dynasty.

Every year, the Lantern Festival starts from the seventh day of the first lunar month, and reaches its peak at the 16th day. It is the city during the day and the lantern at night.

When Jia Cong rode his horse outside the wall of Shanhai Bookstore, there was a crowd of people in Xixiao City. It was already evening, and there were endless crowds of people in the streets. Looking at the Xuanwu Gate Cave, pedestrians came in and out, and the inner city there was even more lively and hot. Many houses had already hung lanterns, and they were waiting for it to get dark.

Every household has posted Spring Festival couplets, New Year's paintings, and firecrackers at the door of Shanhai Bookstore, and a joyful smell of fireworks.

The horses were dismounted in the door and the sedan chair fell. The men and women separated in an orderly manner. Xue Baochai brought Xing Xiuyan, Xiangling and Ying'er into the left. Many wives from the official family were also talking while walking. Jia Cong went up the right stairs. Sun Fu said: "The Minister of War did not come here in person, but just asked Mrs. Huanfang to come."

Jia Cong knew Jia Yucun’s thoughts and was very clear about himself. Before he became a general and a prime minister, the four major families were in danger, so he asked Jiaoxing to come and count.

The man is in the second entrance lobby, and the woman enters the third entrance lobby inside. There is a girl outside the third entrance lobby. The servant guards from the inside out, so there is no need to worry about anything happening.

Luo Gaocai and Zheng Yeliao personally directed the kitchen to serve wine, food and food, using Jia Cong's dividends, so they didn't feel sorry for them.

In the second entrance hall, a scroll with a considerable length and width hanging on the vertical scroll of the north wall, which states the rules of the Shanhai Alliance:

"I will revise the rules of the Shanhai Alliance again for Dingchou, as follows:

1. All children of this league should study things and learn knowledge, practice skills as the key, and make plans for the people and for the achievements. They should not arbitrarily belittle the government in the league.

2. No bribes shall be accepted in the alliance. Anyone who joins the alliance must pay a deposit to be used as public money. This money is used to hold a poetry meeting to help the poor and the needy, and those in difficulties in the alliance shall be given funding, unite with each other, watch over each other, and pay attention to each other. The amount of donations shall be paid to the children in the alliance. If the alliance is in charge, the league shall not be interfered with.

3. Anyone who betrays the above two points will be expelled from this alliance and all the children will spit on it.

4. Grind the articles in the times to promote the younger generation, and do not restrict children from being born and scholars. Anyone who passes the examination can enter, study things to learn and make people livelihood, and do not restrict Eastern and Western learning, and make it practical for the world to be practical.

...

Twenty-eight, poetry meetings are held from time to time.

Twenty-nine, the above is the reconstitution of Ding Chou, and it may be rebuilt in the future."

Finally, there were the signatures and private seals of Jia Cong and several other members of the alliance. The participants watched it. The hall contained the Four Books and Five Classics, various subjects, learning from the East and the West, novels and miscellaneous books, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, almost all-encompassing, and the placement of vases and utensils was quite particular. Many people praised the elegant place in the downtown area.

The people who brought the posts include scholars, officials, etc. Among them, the largest official position is Bi Zhong, the Minister of Revenue, who is the first rank of the official position. People are secretly shocked. In addition, there are Liu Dongsheng, the left deputy chief censor of the Censorate, Qin Zhong, the clerk of the Central Secretariat, and everyone recommended Bi Zhong, and Liu Dongsheng as the leader. When they waved their sleeves and drank, the people below stood up and drank.

Once the drink order was performed on a regular basis, Bi Zhong bowed and said, "My man from Kaifeng, Henan Province, and the Central Plains is flooded. The most heartbreaking thing is me. Fortunately, Jia Shanhai stepped forward. This time, he was on duty at the Ministry and the Ministry of Justice. Jia Shanhai still had to work hard."

This is a general poetry meeting. In fact, poetry meeting is just a gimmick to cover up. It is impossible for people who come in to climb up and make friends with powerful people. They just click until they are not so explicit.

Hearing this, Bi Zhong wanted to submit a memorial to transfer Jia Cong to Henan. Not to mention this matter, he won over this person. The Nine Ministers would push the cabinet ministers more confidently. Jia Cong said: "Sir, it was not the younger generation who wrote the letter at that time. It shows that the court officials were very concerned about national affairs and people's livelihood. If they were responsible, they would devote themselves to their work and die."

Bi Zhong touched his beard and smiled. He had the most say in the Central Plains flood. The Ministry of Revenue Treasury serves as the rear dispatcher. When the emperor asked, he had the right to recommend candidates.

...

When Xue Baochai entered the third hall, she found a woman who was sitting in a sedan chair with four hulls and silks. The woman looked beautiful, tall, beautiful and beautiful. The sedan chair curtains were extraordinary. She secretly wondered, not knowing which official wife was.

The ladies in the hall had long heard that she was the wife of Jia Xiu, who was famous all over the world. They were from the sixth rank and were surrounded by people at the door. The wife of the first rank and the wife of the first rank and the wife of the first rank and the wife of the Jiao Xing exclaimed: "Look at your physical and behavior, you are the most noble and blessed."

This is the first time Xue Baochai has been good at dancing among the wife of the official family, talking about being decent but not being generous. Ying'er and Xiangling have already handed over a book called "Hengwu Jun's Poems" in a butterfly outfit.

Gan Xuan browsed a few pages and couldn't help but be surprised. Her beautiful eyes glanced at her, "I have seen this collection of poems, but the version is different. The editor's wife is afraid that you are not aware of it. You are already famous and worthy of being a woman from the Jinling Emperor State. This is not the case with Xie Daoyuan, Jiangxia is only Jinbiao Art Garden, and the unparalleled talented man swept his eyebrows."

"The editor is the top scholar, and the editor's wife also looks like the top scholar." Jiao Xing praised, Xue Baochai replied "misappy", taking the opportunity to share the names with each other. Some people only said the words and numbers, and Gan Xuan did not sign up.

Jiaoxing glanced at Xiangling quickly, and suddenly looked at the rouge mole on Xiangling's eyebrows in a daze, and was surprised: "This girl from the editor's wife... reminded me of an old friend, who also had a rouge mole on the eyebrows. She has disappeared for more than ten years, and I don't know if it is..."

"She bought it from Jinling." Xue Baochai replied. She didn't know Xiangling's origin, because Xiangling herself couldn't remember it.

Jiaoxing thought for a while and touched Xiangling's hand: "Do you know the Zhen family outside the Changmen in Suzhou?"

Xiangling lowered her eyebrows and shook her head with a pleasing look. Jiao Xing sighed, and she was still wiping her tears when she entered the room.

She was not sure whether Xiangling was the lady she had served. If it was true, it was indeed a fate that made people. The former daughter-in-law became a servant, and the former servant became the wife of Shangshu.

Jiaoxing was originally Zhen Shiyin's maid. When she looked back at Jia Yucun, Jia Yucun was still a down-and-out juren and had no money to do. Who would have thought that Jia Yucun would remember her. After a battle in the spring, he was a Jinshi in high school and came back to marry her as a concubine. A few years later, Jia Yucun's wife died of illness, and Jiaoxing gave birth to a son again, so he naturally became a wife.

Jiao Xing perfectly tells the world that ugly ducklings can also turn into beautiful swans, how can they not be sad?
Chapter completed!