Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Although she was very unconvinced, Man Bao took someone's salary after all, and it was indeed the beautiful man she led Ming Da and Chang Yu to see, so she still sighed and agreed, saying that she would write a book to plead guilty.

Anyway, Zhezi is no better than the censor's desk, so he won't be deducted from the salary, just write it, and it's just to make the emperor happy.

Man Bao sent away Gu Zhong's apprentice, turned around and went to find her father.

Old Zhoutou was lining up to get things. Seeing that she had finished whispering, the little man was a little dejected, so he couldn't help asking: "What did the father-in-law say?"

Man Bao shook his head and said, "It's okay, I just have to write a statement when I go back."

The old Zhoutou immediately said: "Your Majesty only wants you to work because you value you, Man Bao, you have grown up, you can't just think about playing all day, you see the emperor gave you so much salary, and he also With so many job fields, you have to work hard for others."

The adults in front of Lao Zhoutou couldn't help but turn around to look at their father and daughter, and saw Zhou Man nod his head sullenly, and replied, "Don't worry, Dad, I'll write a book when I go back, and go out to play when I'm done. Son."

Old Zhou Tou was satisfied, and he reached out and touched her head and said, "Be good~"

Looking back at the previous person, Lao Zhoutou smiled embarrassedly when he saw the official uniform he was wearing.

With a smile on his face, the grown-up nodded graciously with Lao Zhou before turning around and lining up.

Zhou Man also glanced at the other party, and found that he didn't know him, so he stood silently beside her father, thinking about how to write this confession.

There are not many officials who will personally come to the imperial city to receive the Double Ninth Boxing Ceremony. At this time, the third-rank and above are all waiting to have dinner with the emperor in the palace, so most of them are family members or servants.

Rank 6 and below are not eligible, so only officials above Rank 6 and Rank 4 and below will come to receive it. It is also to join in the fun. Today is Chongyang, and the autumn atmosphere is refreshing, so it is not bad to go out for a walk.

So the speed was very fast, and soon it was Lao Zhoutou and Man Bao, who came forward with his seal to receive the reward.

This year, the emperor is not very generous. Because of the disaster near Seungju and Gyeonggi, the national treasury is a little thin, so there is a little less than in previous years.

But no matter how little it is, in the eyes of Lao Zhoutou, it is a worthless thing, and he does not think it is too little.

There are a small bag of Fu rice and Fu noodles, a jar of wine, two pairs of fans, nine sachets and other small things.

After Man Bao and Lao Zhou took the lead, they hugged and turned around and walked out. Lao Zhou was carrying two small bags of Fumi and Fu noodles in one hand, and the wine in the other, and whispered to Man Bao, "The emperor is still bringing wine, really. Good. Is the wine in the palace different from the one outside?"

Man Bao said: "It's the same, it's all bitter."

The old Zhoutou smiled and said, "That's because you don't know the joy of drinking."

After walking for a while, Thursday Lang drove the car and waited in front. When he saw them carrying something, he immediately ran over to catch it, "What did you bring?"

Man Bao searched through the pile of things she was holding, found a sachet and stuffed it into Thursday Lang: "Nuo, the insect repellent and mosquito repellent, I'll send it to you."

Shirou: "Don't you know how to do this?"

"I will dispense the herbs."

The sachets, purses, and money bags that she used were always made by Aunt Zheng and the girls, and she wouldn't do that.

However, the sachets produced in the palace are still very beautiful. Shirou looked at them and thought they were good, so he put them in his arms.

I plan to take it back for his wife.

The father and daughter got into the car and went home, and these things were naturally handed over to Lao Zhoutou to distribute. She only took a fan and a sachet to finish the job.

Mr. Zhuang was waiting for her to come back with a few disciples. As soon as she came back, she said, "Let's go, let's climb the mountain."

Man Bao: ...forgot about the necessary program for this Double Ninth Festival. Thinking of what she promised her father, she immediately turned around and ran to her father, "Father, I'll write the essay when I come back from the mountain."

Old Zhoutou knew that they would follow Mr. Zhuang to climb the mountain every year in Chongyang. This was the case in the village before. Every year when they went to Dali Village to climb the mountain of the Taoist Temple, they never stopped for a year.

He didn't know what was so fun about climbing a mountain, but he waved her to go, and just told her, "Come back to work early in the evening, don't forget what the emperor told you."

Man Bao responded, turned around and ran to find Mr. and the others.

Mr. Zhuang and the others came out behind, and were very curious when they heard the words, "What did your majesty ask you to write?"

He couldn't hide it anyway, Man Bao looked around and saw that her father was gone, he whispered, "Your Majesty asked me to write a letter to apologize, and let Your Majesty know about me taking Ming Da and Chang Yu to the post house. ."

Mr. Zhuang shook his head with a smile, tapped her forehead and said, "Naughty."

But I didn't scold them. Children, it's normal to be naughty, and it's just to see beauty. Everyone has a love for beauty. What's to blame?

The four master and apprentice went up the mountain as usual, and the others also had their own activities. Man Bao took a basket from Bai Shan and went out together. He put the basket on the carriage, and served Mr. Zhuang and got on the carriage. The three of them went out. All of them rode on their horses and followed the carriage to the outside of the city.

They did not climb Xuanduguan this time, and went to climb the mountain outside the city.

Mr. Zhuang and Mr. Jiang also made appointments. Just like last year, they were very casual. When they got to the foot of the mountain, they simply looked around and climbed up the mountain with their hands behind their backs without seeing them.

The three of Man Bao and Da Ji took off the back basket and carried them on their backs, and followed Mr. Zhuang up the mountain.

There are a lot of people who came to climb the heights today, more than last year. When Manbao saw the excitement, he wanted to join in, so he also looked at that, so Mr. Zhuang climbed slowly, but he kept walking ahead of them.

After climbing for a while, and only halfway up the mountain, Man Bao was startled by a loud roar. She looked up and saw a middle-aged scribe standing on a large rock beside the mountain, singing and crying at the foot of the mountain... …

Man Bao was so frightened that her heart was trembling, but she was inexplicably wanting to be happy, but after a while, she felt the sadness in his singing again, and finally she concentrated on listening to the words he sang.

Man Bao was stunned on the spot, listened in a daze, turned his head and asked Bai Shan not sure, "Does he mean that his sweetheart has left him?"

Bai Shan reached out and touched her forehead, "Are you stupid? He's saying that he failed the imperial examination and plans to give up Yuanzhi and go back to his hometown without taking the exam. He just compares his ambition to his sweetheart."

Bai Erlang, who was beside him, reached out and wiped the sweat from his forehead, so he didn't say anything just now.

Mr. Zhuang, who was standing in front of them, sighed after a while: "Let's go, go up a little bit, didn't we bring two pots of Dukang? Give him a pot."

The wine was brought to Mr. Jiang and the others, but Man Bao and the others didn't drink it, so they could give it to anyone.

see you at nine