Due to the intermittent heavy rains for several days, the water level of the Bian River rose, and many pleasure boats stopped operating. The craftsmen who renovated the Wu'an Hou Mansion naturally stopped waiting for the sunshine.

After more than half a month, the appearance of the Marquis' Mansion has not changed much, but the courtyards have been repaired almost the same. As long as the piles of materials and debris are cleaned up, they can be completely renewed. As for the craftsmen in the princess's bedroom, they dare not be careless. They cleaned up inside and out, and even tidied up the small building on the side so that the princess who were angry in the future would not have to go to huddle with the maid overnight. The princess in the court did not marry a chicken like an ordinary woman. Even if she married someone, her surname was Zhao. The princess of the poor family would be worshipped as the ancestors.

Because of this, Han'er scolded the eunuch from the palace, saying that "My son is a daughter-in-law, how can he spend the night in a side room?" Cao Hua naturally stopped him. He turned everything into powder, and smashed the yard because of the restoration training. He finally decorated the house with public funds. He must have to make the house neatly. As for how to get along with the princess who fell from the sky in the future, he still has to take one step at a time.

Because of the heavy rain, Cao Hua carved a set of mahjong with wood and opened the table in the small pavilion by the lake to entertain himself. The little maid Luzhu still couldn't let go, and sat on the left with a regular unveiling card, without talking from beginning to end. Master Liu Si learned the fastest, and was already an expert after half a day. He was very excited to put the folding fan on his belt, but he was very eye-catching. After a long time, he was not a fool.

Yutang is the most powerful. She sat at the young master's next house. When she saw the young master unveiling the plaque, she would say "touch". When she saw the young master playing the plaque, she would say "bar". The young master finally touched it, and turned around Yutang and pushed the mahjong:

"I'm so damn, three bars are all in total, the young master loses fifty words, hehehe..."

Luzhu felt wronged and took out the copper coins he had saved so hard and handed them to Yutang opposite him.

Master Liu's Si's face was strange and occasionally looked at Cao Taisui, whose face turned purple from time to time.

Cao Hua leaned on the chair, shook his folding fan and looked at the smiling little girl: "Yutang, how old are you?"

"Sir Binggong, fifteen, it's about to be sixteen."

Yutang was also shy and hugged the copper coins in front of him and muttered in a low voice.

"oh."

Cao Hua nodded, "It's time to get married for 15 years. I guess there is no suitable partner in the mansion. Why don't you be the master of yourselves? You can choose one of Master Yuchi and Liu Laosi."

Mr. Liu was hiding a smile, and his face was indeed terrified: "Governor, the Sa family is two times older than the Yu cousin. How embarrassed is this."

Yu Tang, who was smirking, was immediately stunned when facing this bolt from the blue, and his smile slowly disappeared. He looked at the serious young man with a serious face, and his mouth was about to cry.

Cao Hua just scared the little girl. Seeing that Yutang took it seriously, he wanted to comfort her.

Unexpectedly, Yutang realized that he was doing something wrong. He felt wronged and said in a low voice:

"Young Master...you can't afford to lose?...or I'll give the copper coins back to you, don't marry me..."

Can I afford to lose?

Cao Hua held it in for a long time, but could only shake his head and chuckle: "Just like, keep going. In front of my 'Kyoto Bird God', what's this..."

Seeing that the young master was just joking, Yutang immediately relaxed and wiped the corners of his eyes aggrievedly. Luzhu on the opposite side laughed secretly, and she glared at him in annoyance.

A little bit.

"I'm so 4 bars are all in total, the young master lost fifty-five quotations, hehehe..."

This is just a person who doesn't cry without seeing the coffin. No wonder Han'er, who has a weak personality, is so angry that he just wants Han'er to come back from get off work early and send this little girl to boil water as soon as possible. Liu Laosi looks pleasing to the eyes...

While being entertained, someone from outside the mansion ran in. It was Xiao Zhang in the shop. Because it was the younger brother of Master Liu Si's command who had been sent several times, he was not stopped by the Black Feather Guard outside.

Xiao Zhang hurriedly ran outside the pavilion, and Master Liu Si quickly got up and ran over to listen.

Cao Hua got up and walked to the edge of the pavilion, hooked his finger and asked him to come over.

Mr. Liu did not dare to be careless, so he hurriedly ran to the front and whispered softly: "Young Master, the little prince gathered a set of hairpins and mentioned a few words at the poetry meeting. Now many people ran to the shop. They were either rich or noble, and the shopkeeper Song could not handle it."

Cao Hua frowned slightly, faster than expected, this was a good opportunity to hype the heat, but he couldn't come forward in person, so he could only order: "As long as the original plan, the bigger the quarrel, the better..."

Master Liu listened carefully and nodded from time to time.

In the pavilion, Yu Tang quietly turned sideways, glanced at the young master's sign, and then sat down quickly.

Not discovered, she glanced at Liu Siye's card again, but found that it was a mess and couldn't even make it all. She curled her lips and laughed at her.

Luzhu was frightened and hurriedly told her not to commit suicide and be careful of being married.

Yutang blinked, as if he had "get it", and took a card and handed it to Luzhu...

After a while, the servant left, Cao Hua returned to the table with a smile on his face, feeling extremely comfortable, and even the anger was relieved for most of the day. He raised his hand and threw out one at random:

"Thirty thousand."

"Bar! The flowers on the bar are so bad! Hehehe..."

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The heavy rain cannot stop the scholars from being romantic.

First, Minglou competed with wealth, and then there was a "one word of money". The deeds of Su Dazi, Wanbaolou, have been passed down as a legend by many "comrades" and their new works will naturally attract talented people to watch. However, the little prince Zhao Kai did not say the whole poem without saying the whole poem, and many literati who were unbearable came over.

The streets of Yanglou are bustling with a talented man and beautiful woman standing at the entrance of Wanbao Tower with oil paper umbrellas, discussing poetry and whispering, and asking the shopkeeper how to sell a set. The reply I got was naturally packaged without a complete set. The price of ten taels of silver was a drop in the bucket for these princes and nobles, and many people tried their luck.

They were all princes and nobles, and Song Changqiu was obviously unable to handle it. His partner Shen Yu came over to stay and chatted with many familiar young men to maintain the order of the scene. Otherwise, the shop that was small and bullied customers would be demolished by the prince and marquis.

At this time, a large table was placed at the entrance of Wanbao Tower, with a pile of hairpin boxes piled up like mountains. Yuchi Hu was wearing an unmatched scholar's robe, and a big golden sword was sitting in the middle, rubbing his hands with red faces.

Two talented men, Yue Jinyu and Fan Chenglin, stood behind with an umbrella, and watched with great interest. The crowd behind were frequent visitors of the poetry club, and there were also top players who came to join in the fun nearby.

"Brother Yuchi, you have been sitting for half an hour. Your hand is a little black. Why don't you try it if you change me?"

Yue Jinyu waited for a long time but it didn't work, so he thought about trying it out. However, the official Yuchi was too strong, and a big golden sword almost blocked the door, so others couldn't get it.

Yuchi Hu opened more than 200 hairpin boxes alone, and the baskets around him were almost full and he didn't stop. He was so angry that he gritted his teeth: "This thief shopkeeper is not a good thing. If he couldn't make up a set for gifts to Shishi today, I would smash the shop."

Chen Yu was also embarrassed, but he didn't expect that Master Yuchi was so lucky, so he could only comfort him enthusiastically: "Don't worry, Mr. Yuchi, the little prince has collected a set today, maybe the next one is the next one, don't worry."

"Flowers...flowers...hey!"

Yuchi Hu slapped the table suddenly, and he couldn't bear it. Looking at so many "classmates and friends", how could he return without success. He waved his hand and said, "Call your shopkeeper out and let him get together. If he can't get together today, I will have to change Wanbao Tower to Shibao Hall. Who am I? The son of Duke Zheng, who is brother and brother to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince..."

"Yuchi Hu!"

Just as everyone was watching the joke, a voice came and everyone looked sideways, and found that Princess Yong'an had come here in disguise.

Everyone knows the relationship between Wanbaolou and the princess, and they make way for the moment and stand aside honestly.

Yuchi Hu's face turned bitter, and he quickly picked up the box and opened it wildly, and threw it away at it. It was a pity that only a few were opened, and Princess Yong'an walked behind: "Get out of the way."

Master Yuchi held the hairpin box and looked aggrieved, but he dared to talk back to the princess, so he could only put the box down and get up to make way out of his position.

Seeing that more and more powerful people came, Chen Yu hurriedly winked at the shopkeepers at Baibaozhai and signaled them to prepare.

Zhao Tianluo came to the table, looked at a lot of boxes, picked up the official Yuchi and put down the hairpin box: "Tell me about your shopkeeper Su, the hairpin inside this box is unevenly distributed..."

As soon as he was halfway through, he stopped.

Zhao Tianluo's eyes were a rare surprise, but he was well concealed and did not show it.

I took out the flower-tail hairpin and looked at it carefully, and finally felt a little relieved.

"hiss--"

The Grand Official Yuchi gasped and fainted straight, almost falling on Zhao Tianluo.

Zhao Tianluo quickly dodged away, frowned and looked at the son of the Duke who was thrusting: "Drag it down."

Yue Jinyu saw everything, held his smile and carried Yuchi Hu down, and asked, "Princess, what is the last sentence of this poem?"

When the little prince Zhao Kai goes out to show off, he naturally wants many talented men to taste the pain of scratching their ears and faces. At the poetry meeting, he only has a hairpin and does not say the whole poem. Otherwise, even if these talented men and beautiful women are interested, they will not come here in the rain.

Zhao Tianluo thought for a moment and handed the hairpin to Chen Yu. She liked this small shop very much. After all, it was a way for others to make money, so it was not good to speak rashly.

Chen Yu held the hairpin and coughed like a figure: "People have no effort in learning, but they will be able to achieve their skills in their youth. They will always be shallow in their knowledge. You must practice it by yourself if you know this."

Everyone nodded slowly, finally relieved the itch in their hearts. However, seeing the fate of Yuchi Master, most people would definitely not try again. Yuchi Hu alone burned more than 2,000 taels of silver and lost all his money. He could not spend it like this even if he had money. However, there were also a few people who were itchy and not short of money to continue to run up to try their luck. The workmanship and shape of the flower tail hairpins were excellent, and there were also talented women who really wanted to get a set of them.

Just as the person who had no intention was about to end the show, Miss Shen pointed to Baibaozhai next to him: "Don't worry, all the young ladies, these are just small things. I worked with Su Da Caizi, and there are other poems that have not yet appeared. If you are interested, you can go over and take a look."

When he heard that there were other poems that had not yet appeared, many talented men and beautiful ladies were very interested. Zhao Tianluo was originally satisfied with the hairpin box, but just now he was so lucky, so he followed Manager Chen to Baibaozhai.

At this time, the large shop in Baibaozhai was filled with exquisite wooden boxes piled up like mountains and placed neatly, with the words "Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter" hanging on it.

Miss Shen was full of joy and introduced to the young masters: "These hairpins have been placed on the fifty-two shops in my Shen family, and the price is the same as ten taels. If you are not convenient for all the young masters to go out, from today onwards, there will be small cars sold on various streets every day. If you need more, you can send someone to your doorstep..."

Zhao Tianluo was novel when he heard it. He was not a gift when he was having fun in his spare time, so he needed someone to deliver it to his door. However, she also knew about the poetry of "Su Da Caizi". Looking at the hairpin boxes piled up into mountains, she frowned and asked, "These boxes contain poems?"

Miss Shen smiled brightly and nodded, "It was all written by Su Dacaizi over the years, and there are all poems, with spring, summer, autumn and winter as the title. If you are interested, you can open it and take a look."

Many talented men who came in suddenly became noisy. I only heard that Su Dashi was good at seven-character verses and never had any lyrics in this world. After all, lyrics were the mainstream. When people heard this news, they knew it was a pitfall, but they still couldn't help but act.

Zhao Tianluo frowned slightly: "Shopkeeper Chen, since Mr. Su has poems that have not appeared in the world, why not take them out and let everyone see them and carve them on a hairpin, it's a pity..."

After all, I didn't say anything about it when I was greedy for money. After all, it was someone else's business.

Chen Yu had already replied, but just smiled and said, "Princess, don't worry, 10% of the income from this hairpin will be donated to the yamen to provide for the people. Our two families are just making hard money, and you have more leisure time and interest. It is said that scholars regard money as dirt. Young Master Su is not good at reputation, and he just wants to use this method to do some effort for the people."

Cao Hua really donated 10% of the income. After all, he used many poems from his ancestors to make money. He just wanted to do some good things for them in this world. And spending money to buy a hairpin is equivalent to doing good deeds. This statement is enough to give the talented and beautiful women present a little more psychological comfort.

When Zhao Tianluo heard this, his dissatisfaction disappeared a lot. After all, using his talents to earn money and help poor people is better than a corrupt scholar who speaks with great principles and does not do things.

In order to make the shop's gimmick more realistic, Chen Yu also said seriously: "The hairpins sold every day will record the account and will be sent to the princess's house every seven days to check. If our two families get a half penny more, the princess can be made public."

Zhao Tianluo, who had become the guarantor inexplicably, had not yet recovered. Seeing the shop so sincerely, he nodded and smiled, "Okay, if Mr. Su says he will see him, the emperor will think he will be very happy."

As she spoke, she walked to the bottom of the Qiu-word sign, picked up a wooden box and opened it casually. It was also a flower and bird hairpin inside, but it was replaced with other styles. The first sentence that caught my eye was:
Chapter completed!