Did the third place winner regret it today?

My aunt is rich, which is equivalent to me being rich.

After Changchuan left, Zhaoxiang happily untied the money, and Feng Luoyi said, "Ten taels of silver. From now on, I, your aunt, will have fifteen taels of silver per month!"
He stretched out his hand to slap me, turned me over once, and then turned me over again, indicating "fifteen".
I am only 15 days old, and I can live a very comfortable life.

Feng Luoyi glanced at me and said, "Put it away and leave."
Zhaoxiang, who was in charge of the cash box, locked the silver in the cash box, put the key back to her waist, and said to Feng Luoyi, "The Hanlin loves you so much, you should show some love."
Feng Luoyi put down her needle and thread and raised her head.
"How to perform?" asked.

Zhaoxiang suggested, "Aunt, let Hanlin write poems. I remember when we were at home, Aunt often wrote poems."
At that time, Feng Luoyi had friends in a poetry club, most of whom were ladies from different backgrounds, and they all sang poems together.
Later, when the engagement was proposed, everyone went to study and talk to him. Everyone urged him to write a poem.
At that time, I was in such a bright and cheerful mood that I wrote down all of it, and sent the poem to his house openly, explaining the way, and sending it along with the letter from my family.

A few months later, I received a reply letter in which Ge Ti wrote back poems and responded to them.
The young sisters passed the letter around, marveling at his literary talent and wanting to copy his poems back home.
Looking back on those days now, it seems like a dream to me.

"Auntie hasn't written anything for a long time." Zhaoxiang said.
Feng Luoyi stared at the dusty Yangguang instrument for a while, then said, "Then help me grind the ink."
Zhaoxiang hurriedly took out the four treasures of the study, rolled up his sleeves and began to grind ink for Feng Luoyi.

Feng Luoyi spread out the paper, looked up at the sky, and saw that the dust had disappeared after a long period of sunlight, so he started writing a poem.
When she finished writing, Zhaoxiang came over curiously and said something. When she finished, her face was subtle. When she looked up at Feng Luoyi, she was a little hesitant, but she still said, "Auntie, I, I don't have much knowledge, but my family poetry... do you want to discuss it?"

Feng Luoyi said to me, "Hmm," "You have to be likable."
Who can write poetry like the string player?
Poetry can express emotions, which come from the heart, and it can reflect the state of mind.
Zhaoxiang said, "If you want, rewrite my first song. Make it more pleasing. Like the one before."

In the past, I wrote about tea, flowers, and the moon, the willows in the pond, the quiet and happy life of the girl, the spring sorrow, the autumn thoughts, and my little troubles in the boudoir.
Now, it's ridiculous
I had to know the height of heaven and earth and send him such a ridiculous poem. Fortunately, he was young at that time.
Now when he asked him again, he was afraid that he could only frown.

Feng Luoyi agreed and said "OK."
But after picking up the pen for a while, the ink dripped onto the paper and spread, and he began to write the kind of poem that Zhaoxiang wanted to write.
However, some moods and emotions can be concealed through facial expressions and tone of voice, but they cannot be concealed through poetry.

After thinking for a long time, I recalled some poems that my sisters-in-law had written in the past. I chose to speak out my thoughts.
Their literary talent may not be better than hers, but they are all well-off married women who write boudoir poems, revealing their satisfaction with their current life.
Zhao Xiang read and said, "This feeling is wrong."
Easy to understand, the words are interesting and pleasant to read.
What was written just now? It was annoying and I wanted to feel better.

Zhaoxiang held a piece of paper and said happily, "Wait for Hanlin to speak, and then take it away."
"If you need to take it," Feng Luoyi said, "leave it at home. He will take it himself when he gets there."
There is something elegant in the family. Zhaoxiang is very self-aware and said, "Okay, my aunt said there is that."
Feng Luoyi said, "If you want to collect the inkstones, keep them at home."
It's been a long time since I last wrote, so I'll start again.
"That's right, Auntie should write more."

A Ti walked away and said, "Dao Luo picked out some beautiful peonies and cut them for me, and divided them into two portions. I will put one in a vase in his room, and I will give him a poem as a gift."
"Kui'er, don't forget to tell me to pick up your things." He reminded Kui'er.
"Take it, take it." Kui'er was very happy. "Let's go, Sister Luzhu will go and add some makeup."

Dao Luo's eyes swept over Lu Yan and He Xin.
Fortunately.
When we first heard the good news yesterday, we were a little disappointed. But in all cases, we were not disappointed, but not sad.
Since there was no chance for Pingmo to meet, naturally there would be no feelings between them. He was nervous about Pingmo, but only because Pingmo was the best option among all the options.
Everyone has the same thing as me.

But as Dao Luo was walking on the road, he suddenly thought, theoretically, there shouldn't be many opportunities for Da Ti and Feng Luoyi to meet each other in the future, so how come they are so deeply in love?

When it comes to reciting a poem, he should first recite a poem about peony flowers.
A poem passed by and said angrily, "You are really willing to cut it. Daren Temple is famous for its peonies, but anyone who dared to pick my flowers would be like saying that the monks have a destiny."
Dao Luo said, "Flowers are grown to be worn, worn, and placed in vases for viewing. I want to grow flowers that can be used as my ancestors."
A poem passed by and smiled, "Your attitude is quite good."
He sighed again, "It's not like that family has been doing well for 20 years. They have raised a daughter like we did back then."

Dao Luo has an important task every morning, which is to listen to poems and storytelling.
You have to be patient to be completely patient. Because when I go out, I listen to the poetry of ancient times, which is an entertainment, and I enjoy it very much.
I enjoy reading this poem every day.

After today's poem, we will talk about our feelings. Dao Luo said, "Is Lu Zhu missing? I thought he was going to add makeup."
A Shiguo smiled and said, "When something is decided, I will discuss it with Jiyun and they will do it next month. Now I want you to talk about it in advance. He just needs to do some needlework and come to see me."

There is a custom of hiding shame in my family. Dao Luo has complained about it many times in secret. My sisters are about to get married and they all complain about me.
It was not until I found myself talking to a certain person and hiding from others that I realized how quiet it was.

Since Dao Luo wanted Lu Zhu to add makeup, every poem was used to call Lu Zhu out.
When Dao Luo saw Lu Zhu, he said a few words of congratulations and blessings, and asked Kui Er to give Lu Zhu something, saying "I'll give you something to add to your makeup."
Lu Zhu thanked me shyly, and went back to my room to open the box. I was given ten taels of silver plus a small red gold hairpin of eight cents.
How could there be such a combination? Lu Zhu could become a poet who was so respectable and impressive, so of course he must be smart. I guessed it after a little thought.
He was called out for a little news, and he mentioned a few coins, whispered a few words, and then said, "It's okay to learn from him."
Xiao Xun squeezed Feng Fei and went to speak quickly.

Just like Changchuan and I, we can enter the second gate because we are young, but because we are too young, our grandmother Feng forbids us from leaving the second gate.
I found Pingmo and told him the story, "Sister Luzhu asked me to tell you something."
I heard Pingmo clearly say to Xiaoxun, "Tell Luzhu that Shaoshi has said something wrong. I know what I like."

Dao Luoruo just took the ten taels of silver and the deer bamboo, and then went through the motions in the capital. Pingmo's face was fine, but there was no need to show any affection.
But when there is additional makeup, ordinary people will know that there is something good and accept the love.
Therefore, Lu Zhu will specifically share the following information with him so that he knows what he should know.
Both of them are smart and their communication is smooth.

Dao Luo mentioned Ti again and reminded that there was something wrong with the official uniform. "What should I do at home?"
You have to be familiar with it first. A poem was taught, "The official has to appoint a tailor to do the patching. I sent someone over yesterday to say hello. The patch is ready. When it is delivered today, you can ask Xun to pack up his official uniform and send it to the needlework shop. You can take off the old patch and sew a new one on it."
If there are patches sewn on clothes in accordance with regulations, they can be called official uniforms. That's simple.

Dao Luo finished studying and was about to leave, but a poem passed by and said, "I have something else to tell you."
Dao Luo raised his butt and put it down again and said.
The poet smiled and said, "I thought you were quite free every day, so I wanted to send you to the kitchen."

There is a saying at home that is just a joke.
In fact, in the inner house, the kitchen is the most lucrative place, and everyone wants to go there. In Taoism, I always want to fight for the kitchen from the big house.
In this family, Shiguo wants to hand over the kitchen to Daoluo for management, which is interesting to say that the household affairs will be gradually handed over.

Dao Luo quickly declined, "Lao Ye is young."
The poet said angrily, "That's why I just handed the kitchen to you first, and then I walked out. The sooner you get started, the easier it will be for me."
Dao Luo looked at the poem and felt that it was sincere, so he continued, "Then Auntie must keep an eye on me and tell me if I make any mistakes so that I can correct them quickly."
The poet promised, "Don't worry, you can handle it by yourself. I don't know who dares to trip you up."

Then he asked Mother Qin to take out some books, but there were account books and menus in front of the kitchen.
"Take it back first, and get to know me better." A Shi said, "Let Yingchun go find you tomorrow."
"......?" Dao Luo, "Which one is Yingchun?"

Mother Qin covered her mouth and smiled, "Old Wang."
Dao Luo held his forehead and asked, "Mother Wang?"
The poet smiled and said, "My name is Guan Shuo."
Both Qin Mama and Wang Mama had dowry in their past. Now they both have their own respectable housekeepers.
Otherwise why did Pingmo have to personally bring Kui'er to his heart's content before he gave up?

Dao Luo suddenly realized that if the family had something to say, Pingmo should know that he had an agreement with Ti.
As for the matter with Ge Ti, both of them really kept their mouths shut about anything other than the two of them.
Daoluoxian also has partners.

As for those impure thoughts that might arise from a single man and a single woman sleeping in the same bed, Dao Luo had already foreseen them when they formed an alliance at Donglin Temple.
The hottest spots will grow further.
You have to follow the steps, and the young man has a vow to make and then he will collapse.
There is a process for the collapse of a home, which is usually called growth.

After returning to Jingrongyuan, Dao Luo first ordered the maids to gather all the official uniforms.
Lu Yan said, "Auntie, there are several bodies left."
Then he asked Feng Luoyi to go and take it.

I have to hurry to check the menu.
The kitchen has always been running well, and there is really nothing that needs any special intervention or drastic changes. When there is a task to be done later, I will take over the work from the chef and keep it running in the same state.

The transfer of power only meant that Dao Luo had some "oil and water" in the kitchen. That's why Dao Luo didn't accept it immediately.
But I think I need some money to write a poem.
The Taoists would send money to his family every year, and maybe only his eldest daughter would be given money. The poet had a family backed by merchants, so he would be short of money.
If you think about it carefully, Dao Luo will be able to eat the oily food in the kitchen with peace of mind in the future.

Large mansions usually have a budget system for the inner court. Based on the records of the previous year or several years, the outer court allocates a sum of money to the inner court for expenses on an annual, quarterly or monthly basis.
When making a budget, the family usually includes the "oil and water" part. There are implicit rules in the times.
And it is because of these family interests that the daughters-in-law would fight for the furnishings from the inner house and the mansion.
It is easy for a family to pass on their property. If there is no need to fight for it, it can be said that it is a normal transfer and transmission between two generations.

Changchuan sent Yin Feng out at the right time.
He said yesterday that Lu Zhu added ten taels of money to his dowry, and today he brought back twenty taels. What about that?
Dao Luo asked Chang Chuan to go to Ming Jian Yi to reply.
Changchuan said, "Hanlin said that every family will have 20 taels of silver per month. It will be the same every month from now on, and they will follow the government's monthly silver. Every family will have money for the Hanlin Shaoshi to spend. Hanlin said that Shaoshi can spend as he likes, and if he needs more, he can tell him."

It turns out that Ti made up for it.
Yesterday, when I told him that I wanted to add more makeup to Lu Zhu, he said that he would make me suffer a loss, and he acted very quickly.
Dao Luo suddenly smiled like a flower.
No one can smile as if they were blooming when they get double salary.

(End of this chapter)