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Chapter 11 Lucky Weaving House

In the early morning of the next day, Tao Sheng and A Jing set off to Shenxie Pavilion to find the woman named Xianglian.Last night, Tao Sheng asked Ye Xing to do something. The two whispered for a while, and Ye Xing handed Tao Sheng a cloth bag this morning.

Because of previous arrangements, Mo Banzhu went to the lucky weaving house in Fenghua City alone to go to an appointment with an old friend.

This weaving house sells rare cloths from all over the world, and the people who come and go are also dignitaries.The reason why it is called lucky is because everyone who comes here to buy cloth and go back to make clothes has achieved their goals or wishes. Therefore, the cloth here is also surprisingly expensive.

Although the price of cloth is expensive, most people who come to Fenghua City are eager to buy a cloth from this shop, and some bring it as a gift to relatives and friends, so this business has always been very hot.

At the request of the owner, all the shopkeepers will screen the guests who come to the weaving house. Not everyone can buy the cloth of the lucky weaving house, and no matter how rich they are, they may not be able to buy it.

Mo Banzhu had an appointment with this shop owner. When he came here, he first sighed: All the appearance of the place has not changed.One of the shopkeepers saw him coming, and came to lead him to sit upstairs by the window.

After half a cup of tea, the owner of the lucky weaving house came. The hostess had silver hair, and it could be seen that she was a beautiful woman.Although the appearance is old, the temperament is extraordinary.Before she could speak, those who saw her were already dumped.

"Your shop is still the same!" Mo Banzhu said with a smile, when he saw her, the past years appeared in front of him.As if they were still children, they ran wildly in the territory of the former Great Salt Country.The elders called them to eat, and they also dared to delay and hide.He still remembered that when she was young, she pointed at an old man of high moral character and nicknamed him "Old Fox".At that time, they were not afraid of the sky and the earth, and their smiles were better than the bright sunshine.

"It's disrespectful to the old man." Mrs. Hua put down the ceramic in her hand, "You can recognize it by looking at this." She looked at the old friend in front of her, and she was also thinking about it.People of their generation are really old.

"This ceramic vase depicts the story of when the king and the minister were playing chess, and the two made a bet that each counted the number of grains of wheat in a different way. If the minister wins, the king will reward him for the number of grains of wheat that he counted." Mo Banzhu looked at it, the corners of his eyes were a little wet, and suddenly he felt that time passed quickly, "Isn't this a story we often heard when we were children? Why do you suddenly feel nostalgic."

"Then do you remember the result? Did the minister win? How much did the king reward him?" Mrs. Hua asked, looking forward to it.Hope these memories are still alive.

"I can't remember the rough details, and I also forgot the rough numbers." Mo Banzhu recalled, "It was the minister who won, and the king rewarded him with countless wheat warehouses. Do I remember right?"

"Yes, yes, you can take this. When people are old and have nothing to do, they like to collect some gadgets." Mrs. Hua said, "When I see these classic bottles, I always I will think of some old people and old things."

"This old man's attitude is not like yours." Mo Banzhu said, "It's not very peaceful in your city lately." As he spoke, the blue and white cat lay obediently at his feet, with ears pricked up.

"Even you, an outsider, have noticed that there is a problem in my city." Madam Hua lowered her head and pondered.

"City Lord Bing." A shopkeeper seemed to have an urgent matter for Mrs. Bing Minghua, and whispered a few words in her ear.Mrs. Hua waved to the shopkeeper to go down.

"It seems that my city lord will be in charge for a few days." Mrs. Hua laughed at herself, "It's true that our country will be destroyed, and my city will be destroyed. I am really an old lord who has subjugated the country."

"Do you remember your two brothers?" Mo Banzhu said, "When the Great Salt fell to the country, the two of them insisted on not eating any grain of the Hague Dynasty, and finally died of starvation. Before they died, they wrote a poem. "

"Collection of Wei," said Mrs. Hua, "they followed Big Salt and would rather starve to death than eat a grain of grain from The Hague. Compared to them, I am a traitor."

"In my opinion, you are more difficult and more courageous than them. Your choice is more meaningful." Mo Banzhu said.

"I'm just a person who is afraid of death, and I have a breath left. Now I just live in this world and want to die." Mrs. Hua laughed at herself.

"Look! It's not death that you fear. After the country's death, as a princess of a country, as a weak woman, you are more courageous than boys to survive in this enemy country's dynasty, and now you are a female city lord, Who can do it?" Mo Banzhu's eyes were full of approval.

"I don't know how it got here. Thinking about the time when Dayan was around, papermaking had not yet been invented, mathematics was difficult to develop, and the economy was limited," said Mrs. Hua. "As a result, the treasury was very tight and the arsenal was tight ...The embankment of a thousand miles collapsed in the ant's nest. My father and king died crying blood... My mother and queen died. My family was gone, my relatives and brothers died one after another. Some good families also followed the previous dynasty and died."

"There's nothing you can do about it. It's not you who can stop it alone." Mo Banzhu said, "Your father is the most talented monarch. I still remember that back then, he used the power of the whole country. In the collection of rare books and famous paintings, his artistic attainments are very high, and the elegance of his conversation is still fresh in my memory.”

"My mother always said he was a loser." Mrs. Hua burst out laughing, "Anyway, he is very happy with it, but this emperor is not in vain." After thinking about it, his expression became solemn again, "It is the loss of the whole country. "

"Do you still remember that young man?" Mo Banzhu said, "The one who painted "The Great Salt and Ten Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains"?"

"Of course, that young man... The father raised him as his future concubine, and he told me to marry him." Mrs. Hua thought of some interesting things again, "That young man painted every day, and I always laughed. he."

"Your father is serious, and showed him all the good things. He took the whole country as a teacher, practiced painting, and completed such a painting of "The Great Salt and Ten Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains"." Mo Banzhu mentioned this. The matter's eyes lit up, "I was still jealous at that time, which led me to search for good things to look around, just to make up for the regrets in my heart at that time. The envy at that time was about to become a knot in my heart."

"What can he compare to you? He died... at such a young age. You can expect to live a long time, and seeing you is a long life." Mrs. Hua also felt a little regretful, "In Da Yan's natural talent , Count him alone. If he lived to this day, he should be more respected by the world than the old guy Huasheng! At that time, the father and king wanted to prepare him as a concubine, and soon he passed away... I won't pay him back, right? "

"What kind of son-in-law is he? It's just a genius who died young. He is a genius, and your father has half of the credit." Mo Banzhu said, "I was in his palace back then, but I saw a lot of them. Good stuff. Many of them are shipbuilding drawings, drawn by your father himself."

"He also hopes to draw a boat that can save his big salt." Mrs. Hua said, her father's voice and smile could not help but appear in her mind, "At that time, he always locked himself in his palace, and the whole Days of sleepless nights and forgetting food. The mother and queen are also wandering about the whole big salt arbitrarily, not like a woman at all."

"I think they've always been there." Mo Banzhu said, "Few people are as handsome as your father and mother, and your style is very similar to them."

"Are you trying to say that I'm heartless again?" Mrs. Hua thought that she was always scolded by the person surnamed Mo when she was a child, and she really stomped her feet when she was a child.

"No, no, I was ignorant when I was young. Who could be in your eyes at that time? I'm not funny, you can't see me." Mo Banzhu suddenly felt disrespectful to the old man, and his words were a little light on the old master who died of the country.

Madam Hua picked up a scroll at hand and was about to hit him.Mo Ban-brown-eyed quickly took out a bag to block the waving scroll.

"Look, this is a treasure." Mo Banzhu said.

"What can be a good thing?" Mrs. Hua said angrily.

Mo Banzhu cleverly opened the wrapped oil paper, a dark cloth!There are some simple patterns on this.These patterns made Mrs. Hua's face soften and said, "I won't hold you accountable!"

"Let me just say, this is the newest way of weaving that I found after traveling all over the Dashang country!" Mo Banzhu said, "There is only one village in the world, and I stayed there for half a year. Let’s get this one from that grandma.”

Mrs. Hua also ordered people to take out some rare items, which were also collected over the years and given to this old friend.

A Jing and Tao Sheng came to Shenxie Pavilion. This time, they didn't come in secretly, but looked for Miss Xianglian openly.

When Xianglian stood in front of them, they also looked at the woman.This woman is soft and weak, and looks like she can't help the wind.After A Jing asked about the scripture, she knew that the pregnant woman was her.

Tao Sheng asked Mama Jiang, the steward, how much did it cost to buy Xianglian?

Mama Jiang saw that there was a good-looking woman beside this person.He said sarcastically: "Ten thousand golden knives." Thinking that this sluggish boy who didn't know where to fight and didn't know the heights of the sky must be a frivolous person. I don't even weigh my weight.

When Ah Jing heard it, it was in Chuqiao City, but the price could buy 1 slaves.I can't help thinking, how can I snatch Xianglian here?

Who knew that Tao Sheng took out ten silver bills worth a thousand gold knives from his sleeves, and handed them to the mother Jiang.Jiang's mother is also someone who has seen big scenes. After ordering some, the number is quite large.Looking at this Xianglian again, she is also the unhappy owner of Sangmei, it is better to sell this ticket.

Things went smoothly.A Jing thought that the cloth bag Ye Xing gave to Tao Sheng in the morning must be these large silver notes. Tao Sheng must have asked Ye Xing to go to Fenghua City to exchange money last night. The financial resources are also amazing.

Xiangyu has been watching from the corner.Xianglian looked at Xiangyu from time to time, but she had no idea in her heart.

Xiangyu recognized A Jing, and after a few thoughts in her heart, she naturally understood the ins and outs of the matter.So he gave Xianglian a look and told her to go with this person.

Chapter 11 Lucky House Finished

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