Order me to write poems just after time travel?Sister Xuan stopped pretending!

Chapter 7
The bored sister Xuan'er stared at the passers-by in front of her in a daze.

Suddenly, I noticed that there were two people chatting at the wonton shop, it was very lively.

"Hey, have you heard that something big happened in the palace today!" One of the bald men said with a look of color on his face, sipping soup while stretching out a bowl.

The familiar smell is the smell of melon!Sister Xuan'er couldn't help pricking up her ears to eavesdrop.

"Really, brother, what happened to the palace, tell me!" Another black man said in a low voice.

From the corner of his eyes, Zhang Xuan noticed that there were several empty bowls next to the black man, all of which were clean. He looked like a man with a big stomach.

After that, the black man picked up the wonton bowl that the boss had just served in front of him, it was not too hot, and poured it all into his mouth.

"Do you still remember the envoys from the Chu State who came here a few days ago? I saw them from a distance yesterday. They were arrogant and arrogant." The bald man wrinkled his face together, as if he was imitating what he saw at that time expression.

"It's all spread now, Miss Zhang's family went to the Golden Palace to splash ink and write a poem in seven steps, what kind of ugly son do you seem to be?"

"The envoy was so bullied that he couldn't even speak clearly, hahahahahahahahaha!"

Zhang Xuan didn't expect to eat melon and eat it on his own head, and when did the elder brother become a poem in seven steps?

And it’s a word, well, an ugly slave is not an ugly son, hello!
I heard the bald-headed brother say again:

"In the end, the Holy One rewarded a thousand pieces of gold to seal Liangchuan Academy's deputy head. The old foxes in the court couldn't figure out the reason for this decision, but your elder brother, I know."

The bald man has a full face. If you don't ask me, I won't tell you what he looks like.

The big black man asked in a tone of voice:
"Brother, you are too powerful, why, tell me, tell Tieniu!"

Zhang Xuan looked at these two live treasures with a desire to laugh, although he didn't understand why the old emperor appointed him as the vice principal of the academy.

The man was full of glory, smashed a mouthful of wonton, and said:
"This is obviously a game of chess laid out by His Majesty!"

As soon as this remark came out, both Hei Han and Zhang Xuan were shocked.

【It makes sense, the old emperor is obviously not an innocent king who did things without reason.】

[Obviously, there are many considerations for doing this, but what is it for? 】

[Lend me to suppress some people in the academy?After all, I have not been marked with any faction in the court, but the fifth person has clearly pierced my relationship with my grandfather Liu Qing]

[It is also possible that there is an undercurrent among the princes. I just don’t know which force is the head of the Liangchuan Academy Zhengshan? 】

[There is too little information in front of me at the moment, it is too difficult to figure out the clues! 】

"I'm sure the reason for this must be"

Hearing the man continue to speak, Zhang Xuan quickly sorted out his thoughts and listened intently.

"It must be the emperor who wants to adopt Miss Zhang's family as a foster daughter! Think about it, the emperor is 62 this year and has five sons, but no daughter."

"And it's strange to say, except that the fifth prince who was just 13 years old was lost when the emperor went to Jiangnan 8 years ago."

"The offspring of the other four princes are all boys, not a single girl!"

"So, I guess it must be that the emperor is pleasing to the eyes of the Zhang family lady, and she just won glory for the country, so she is preparing for her adoption as a righteous daughter in the future."

"Our Miss Zhang family still loves literature and Taoism, so go to Liangchuan Academy for gilding, and when you don't want to play anymore, you can be a chic princess!"

After finishing speaking, the man folded his arms and nodded, and the black man next to him, who didn't know if he understood, was deeply convinced:
"Brother, you are so amazing, Tieniu knows it!"

"If you're not good, how can you be your big brother? Let's go after the big brother finishes eating the wontons!"

"Where's my wonton? Tie Niu, you idiot!"

Listening to the unnutritive conversation between the two, Zhang Xuan couldn't help but rubbed his forehead.

Thanks to myself for listening so seriously, how did you come up with such an outrageous yet reasonable idea, big brother?
"Miss! We have found you!"

In the crowd, Chuntao poked her head out first, and then squeezed herself over with all her strength.

"Let's avoid the meal next time when you come out, it's really scary."

Chuntao held all the things she just bought in both hands, panting from exhaustion.

Seeing this, Zhang Xuan was a little distressed, and quickly took half of it and carried it by herself. Unexpectedly, Chuntao became a little anxious:

"Miss, how can you take these, Chuntao can just take it!"

Zhang Xuan waved her hand and said, "It's okay, which one of us is with whom, by the way, don't call me Miss from now on, I feel uncomfortable, call me Sister Xuan'er!"

"Miss, how can this be done, Chuntao, huh?"

Seeing that Zhang Xuan was already on the way home, Chuntao was stunned.

The lady seems to have changed a bit, and I feel warm in my heart.

Shaking his head, he quickly followed Zhang Xuan, still muttering incessantly:
"Miss, let me get it!"

"It's Miss Xuan'er."

"Miss."

"It's Miss Xuan'er?"

"Sister Xuan Xuan'er."

"Hey, that's right, let's go! Let's go home!"
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money mansion
The old butler sent away Chuntao who had just arrived, and put the mounted poems on the desk in Qian Shenggan's study. (Sister Xuan'er doesn't want to enter the mansion, she said this mansion reminds her of He Shen)
I didn't even read that word myself, a little girl's film, her hair hasn't even grown, what can she write?
As for why his master placed this order, the old butler only believed the rumors in the market.

It is said that the daughter of the Zhang family is proficient in the six arts, good at poetry and prose, and good at rhythm.

My master spends a lot of money every day, and as the person in charge of the affairs of the Qian Mansion, he knows very well what kind of economic strength the Qian Mansion has.

This time, it must be the master's whim, right?

Picking up the little golden pot, humming a little tune and watering the flowers.

In the evening, the master will go to celebrate the birthday of the old general Lian Zhenglian, who is known as the pillar of Liang Guo, the general of the army and horses of the dynasty.

This matter has a lot to do with it. Qian Shengqian specially prepared a golden horse and a golden general holding a golden lance, weighing 7000 taels, which is 350 kilograms of gold in modern times.

In addition, there are countless birthday gifts, big and small, just to catch the line of integrity.

From the old housekeeper's point of view, as long as his master Qian sends the golden general over, everything will be fine.

After all, who has trouble with money?

Shaking his head, he put the pot of gold away and went to watch the servants pack the boxes.

Can't go wrong.

OS: Did you forget to bring something? ——
廉府
"Little man Qian Shenggan pays his respects to General Lian! General Lian, General Lian, father Rudong! He is thinner than Nanshan!"

Lian Zheng frowned when he heard this obviously nervous and impractical big dialect.

He has always disliked dealing with businessmen, not only because of the stench of money on their bodies, but also because of the ungrateful behavior of most of them.

"Get up."

He was full of air, and his simple words actually brought out a copper tone.

Qian Shengqian got up as if he had been pardoned, and handed over the gift slip in his hand.

Lian Zheng's youngest son took the gift slip, checked whether it was safe, and handed it to his father.

Lian Zheng picked up the gift list with one hand and glanced up and down.

What gold, what jade, vulgar things.

Look further down, huh?Miss Zhang's poems?

Is that the girl from the Zhang family above the Golden Palace today?
Lian Zheng pondered for a moment, and said:

"Bring this Jiang Chengzi to the old man to have a look."

(End of this chapter)