The next morning, Mrs. Cao saw Mrs. Jiang away, sat down and drank half a cup of tea, and ordered her to invite her grandma over.

Fu Wanniang was right next to her ear house, watching the roasted tea, and hurriedly brought the baked tea cakes into the main house.

"The fire of roasting tea is just right today, it smells so good. Hurry up and make a bowl and I will try it." Mrs. Cao smiled as she smelled the fragrance of the tea.

Fu Wanniang responded with a smile, sat next to Mrs. Cao, and took the tea and grinded the tea.

"Does the eldest lady of the Shen family come here? How are they? Have they arrived at the old house?" Mrs. Cao asked with a slow laugh.

"I just received a letter from my eldest lady.

When I arrived in the middle of the moon, I said that the journey was smooth and the prefectures and counties along the way were very suitable.

The eldest lady said that the old house of Shen’s family had collapsed, but fortunately the land was still there and no one occupied it. They temporarily lived in the inn, had already hired people, and began to clean up the homestead and rebuild it.

The eldest lady said that the local people are honest, rice and vegetables are extremely cheap, and hiring people are extremely cheap, and the streets are very complete, and there are also shops in the local area that can be used for sending letters and receiving letters. She also said that the scenery outside the city is very good, and she and my grandmother feel very comfortable." Fu Wanniang said very carefully.

"No one bullies them, right?" Mrs. Cao bowed slightly and asked.

"The eldest lady said that the day after they entered the city, the prefect came to the door to invite him. She said that she had received a letter from Prince Rui's mansion long ago and asked for advice, saying that the prefect and the prefecture were all polite and respected very much." Fu Wanniang smiled.

"Prince Rui's Mansion, Alas, this is probably the emperor's intention, and through the mouth of Prince Rui's Mansion." Old Mrs. Cao sighed, "Think about it, in that mansion, the prince rushed to the army on the second day of the Lunar New Year. The commander of the first army, he didn't care about this. Besides, he was not a generous person."

In the last sentence, Mrs. Cao lowered her voice and sighed again, "The mother and son in the West Courtyard of the Prince's Mansion have long been powerless. If you want to send a letter to take care of it, I am afraid that you can't even deliver this letter."

"If it were the emperor, wouldn't that be better?" Fu Wanniang looked at Mrs. Cao and said.

"Of course it's better." Mrs. Cao smiled, "To be honest, it's a blessing for our Daqi to ascend the throne, and that's one of the few wise kings.

In the Yongping Marquis’ Mansion, all the damns are dead. That’s fine." Mrs. Cao sighed again, "The eldest lady of the Shen family is all good, so we will feel at ease.

Let’s not talk about this, guess what did Mrs. Jiang come here for this trip?" Mrs. Cao asked with a smile at Fu Wanniang.

Fu Wanniang looked at Mrs. Cao and wanted to say something, but she didn't speak, just shook her head.

"You have thought of something, right? You are here to invite you." Old Mrs. Cao smiled.

"I? Grandma, I don't like it..." Fu Wanniang was interrupted by Mrs. Cao before she finished speaking. "I know, you kid don't like to show up in public, and you even hate being pointed at by others. She usually likes to read some idle books, but just entertain yourself."

"Yes." Fu Wanniang nodded softly.

"Oh," Mrs. Cao sighed, "You know all the bad things in our family."

"Yes." Fu Wanniang lowered her eyes and nodded softly.

"Your Weng, in your heart, only his aunt and that small courtyard are his home. In their family, there has never been a third person, only him and Aunt Shin.

In our family, I will forget it. It’s your father and his son, who look like him and are smart, but since he was a child, he has never been in his eyes and heart. Alas.

This is how this family has been like in the past few years. Your father was in the mood and asked for a sir. Later, the first time I took the exam for a child, I looked for him, but his father ignored him.

Your father is tough and ignores him, just pretend that he doesn't have him."

Mrs. Cao paused for a moment and sneered: "He is still alive, how could he not have his father? He ignored me, and I just pulled his banner and I went to find someone.

When Shanshi died, he blamed me for his death and said that he would die. He wanted to bring down his banner and not let me pull it up again.

Your father's next term, originally, had something to say last fall, but later…”

"It's all my fault." Fu Wanniang said softly.

"You kid, how can you blame you? You have been having a good relationship with the eldest lady of the Shen family for a long time, a year or two. It's not your fault, you must not think about this too much.

Thinking too much about such things and blaming yourself. This is called thinking too much. Thinking too much is not a blessing."

Fu Wanniang nodded.

"No one can blame this. Things in the world are changing. Oh, who would have thought that the old man ascended the throne and had so many things happening again, and this fight started again.

In the past few months, I have been thinking about it all over the world but can’t find a place to buy it.

Mrs. Jiang is here this time, this is an opportunity.”

Mrs. Cao waved and signaled Fu Wanniang to sit next to her.

"Mrs. Jiang said clearly, and the evening newspaper was in the hands of the boss.

The master was able to return to Jianle City. Mrs. Jiang said that it was because she made great contributions in the battle of Hefei. If the battle of Hefei was successful, the master alone would have to occupy 50%.

Mrs. Jiang said that as soon as the boss returned to Jianle City, he found her second and third grandmothers and handed them under the grape trellis. The intellectual articles under the grape trellis were written by women from various families.

I don’t know what the boss means, but it’s quite interesting, isn’t it?”

Mrs. Cao said and laughed.

"I can't learn this, otherwise, I would like to write a few articles and teach a lesson... I'm going to be far away.

Mrs. Jiang said that the war book gambling plate that suddenly became popular yesterday was picked up by the boss, and the emperor knew about it yesterday."

Mrs. Cao said the last sentence, looked at Fu Wanniang, and smiled in a voice, "Mrs. Jiang didn't say much, but this is obvious. The emperor knew about it yesterday. She came to us today and started to form a formation. This must be the intention of taking over the emperor.

If the three husbands are the ones who know the best at judging the will of the saint, it is Pan Xiang. Their Pan family can all afford the four words of being versatile from the inside out.

This is an opportunity to us.

You are a very smart person. Alas, this back house and the front yard have always been one."

"What are they going to do?" Fu Wanniang nodded softly and asked at Mrs. Cao.

"Mrs. Jiang said that the boss has already finished his war letter, and this competition will be unavoidable.

Mrs. Jiang’s meaning is to compare the word “Boyal knowledge” with the Hanlin Academy.

You have read a lot of books and have a good memory. You can talk about erudition, so I'm here to invite you."

"Yeah." Fu Wanniang nodded, "Then I have to prepare well. I will go back to my parents' home and stay in the library for a few days. I have to read the books I read when I was a child."

"Okay. Silently, don't make a statement.

The gambling deal opened by the master yesterday was whether the Hanlin Academy would accept the letter of war. Mrs. Jiang didn't say anything on the other end. We can't let anyone see anything." Mrs. Cao smiled and explained.

"Don't worry, grandma, I understand." Fu Wanniang responded with a smile.

………………………………………

The story of the Lanbian Evening News placing a war letter to the Hanlin Academy was known in half a day, and Qiao Hanlin naturally knew it too.

Qiao Hanlin knew about this, but no one could tell him.

In the evening, he had dinner with a few friends, and was sitting and chatting, commenting on current affairs, discussing articles, and the Tea Wine Doctor who brought the tea in, sent a big red war letter and a gambling plate description.

Dr. Tea Wine knew that Qiao Hanlin was Qiao Hanlin, but he didn't know that the big red war book was caused by Qiao Hanlin's debate. While handing over the two big red papers, he smiled and said, "Qiao Hanlin is in the Hanlin Academy. I must know whether the Hanlin Academy will accept the battle book or not."

"What kind of war book?" Qiao Hanlin took it, looked at it with his eyes wide open.

This Zhan Shu’s tone is so big!

"What's going on?" Several friends came up and stretched their necks to see.

"Qiao Hanlin, please give me some advice. Will the Hanlin Academy accept this war letter?" Dr. Tea Wine asked, looking at Qiao Hanlin with a breath.

"Come on! I, Qiao Bo, can still be afraid of him!" Qiao Hanlin slapped the table.

"He is angry, don't take it seriously!" The friend next to Qiao Hanlin had already seen it clearly and hurriedly waved to Dr. Tea Wine.

"Look clearly! This Zhan Shu was sent to the Hanlin Academy, not to you. If you accept it or not, it doesn't matter." Another friend lit the Zhan Shu, reminded Qiao Hanlin first, then turned to the Tea Wine Doctor, and said with a smile: "If the Hanlin Academy accepts it, it's not accurate to say this. Don't listen to him. No one of us knows whether he accepts it or not."

The Tea Wine Doctor looked disappointed, thanked him, and withdrew his hands.

"The bastard under this war book! I have limited twenty words to him, so I have only discussed the battle a few times. I made a fight and he faced the battle. What's going on with this war book?

He will follow the letter of war, but the letter of war is given to the Hanlin Academy. What are you doing?

There is no chief in Hanlin Academy? This is not obvious that I don’t want me to face the challenge, use this little trick!" Qiao Hanlin angrily slapped the table. "I’ll go find them!"

"Where are you looking for them?" The friend reached out and hugged Qiao Hanlin who was standing up and about to rush out.

"Go to their newspaper office! This war letter is so annoying!" Qiao Hanlin pried open his friend's hand and rushed out.

"Let's go over and see, don't make any trouble!" Several people followed Qiao Hanlin, walked and ran straight to the newspaper office of the Blossom Evening News.

In the newspaper office, Manager Lin was busy all day and finally got some time. He was standing by the counter with a cup of tea, looking through the instructions of the gambling plate, wondering whether he should buy it or not.

When he was delivering the war letter to the Hanlin Academy, he was too busy and too chaotic to ask.

"Who gave this war book?" Qiao Hanlin rushed into the newspaper office and asked, waving the big red war book in his hand.

"Who are you?" Manager Lin hurriedly came forward.

"My surname is Qiao, Qiao Bo!" Qiao Hanlin walked too fast and gasped.

"Qiao Hanlin?" Manager Lin naturally understood the matter that happened to his evening newspaper.

"It's me! It's the one I made to have a fight with you under the grape trellis. Who wrote this war book? Where is the war book?" Qiao Hanlin photographed the big red war book on the counter.

"The Zhan Shu has been sent to Huang Jijiu." Manager Lin smiled with him.

He is a businessman and he has to be kind and make money no matter when he is.

"It's me! Let's make a fight with the one under your grape trellis! What's the point of sending the war book to Huang Jijiu?" Qiao Hanlin angrily slapped the counter.

"Yes, yes, that, that's it," Manager Lin whipped his tongue, not daring to say the words "they are the boss". The newspaper office, to speak of it, is his, not someone else's.

"That's the case." Manager Lin smiled with a smile on his face, "It's that gentleman said, Hanlin, one or two, it's not OK. It takes the entire Hanlin Academy to be almost the same. You are the only one, it's not OK."
To be continued...