This year's Mid-Autumn Festival, the people in the Mei family's old house were rare and smart. No one called Mei Qi and they to come over for dinner.

The main reason is that it is deserted, and they are really afraid that Meiberry and the others will come.

Mei Yang did not come back during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and Mei Lian had just left home not long ago. It was enough to cook a table of delicious food to subsidize her family.

Wasn’t the lesson learned from the last Dragon Boat Festival enough?

Mrs. Zhang couldn't bear to make some meat, so she took advantage of the second and third bedrooms!

However, he didn't care about Mrs. Zhang's petty thoughts and Mei Youqian. In his eyes, the people in this old house were very sensible and would not cause any trouble for him.

On the day of the festival, Mei Youqian and Mei Sanma went to the old house early in the morning and gave the festival gifts.

Half a roast chicken, a packet of sugar puff pastry, and a small jug of wine.

The boxing gifts given by Mei Bei and Mei You's family were almost the same. When they came back from sending the boxing gifts, Mei Youqian expressed to Mei Bei and the others about Mei Dahu's recent changes.

Mei Dahu said that Mei Dahu was much less talkative and less energetic than before.

Even the sense of superiority that came with looking at Mei Youqian and Mei Sanma in the past was gone this time.

“Is injury the best medical treatment for men?”

When Meiberry heard what her father said, she touched her chin to pretend to be serious, and then her father slapped her on the back of the head.

"Stop talking nonsense, pack up quickly, and go to your third uncle's house for dinner at noon."

This year's Mid-Autumn Festival, Mei Mei and Mei You's family had dinner together.

Because Wei Meili was going to make mooncakes, the two families decided that Mei Sanma's house would prepare delicious food for them at noon, and a group of people would go to Mei Pei's house for a meal in the evening.

Wei Meili made two flavors of mooncakes, one with jujube paste and bean paste filling, and the other with fresh meat filling.

Fortunately, Mei Sanma and his wife are not tough-tempered people, and they don't distinguish between sweet and salty food, so there is no need to fight.

And these mooncakes are all freshly baked.

Especially the hot fresh meat mooncakes, the meat filling inside is sizzling and oily~

For the sake of this mooncake, Meiberry deliberately left some room to eat mooncakes that night.

Because autumn evenings have begun to get cooler, Wei Meili specially cooked a pot of hot wild pear and white fungus soup in the evening. Each person held a bowl and sat in the yard, eating moon cakes, watching the moon and chatting.

Seeing that Mei Bei couldn't get into the conversation between the adults, she approached Mei You and asked, "Hey, sister. You said it's been more than a month, why hasn't anyone from Jiubaoxuan come yet?"

"It's only been a month. If you want to harvest some good wool, you have to go north. It still takes time to go back and forth."

Meiyou reminds Meiberry that the wool thread they spin is made from cashmere sheep from Hanzhou, and the breeding of cashmere sheep is actually not very extensive.

Among the four northern states, except Yunzhou, the other three states all raise cashmere sheep, which are scattered.

"I heard that the sheep in the grassland are also very good~" Mei Bei sat on the stool, straightened her legs and crossed her legs, and said, "Actually, I'm still looking forward to the people behind Jiubaoxuan doing a grassland business."

While saying that, Mei Bei also mentioned to Mei You what he heard Mr. Xue talking about in the town two days ago.

"Non-my family, its heart must be different."

Mei You said this after listening to what happened in the north.

After saying that, Mei You looked up at the moon in the sky and whispered something.

It's just that the voice was too low, so Mei Berry couldn't hear it clearly.

A vague sentence of "regret..." floated in the wind carrying the fragrant osmanthus.

Later, while everyone was chatting, someone didn't know who looked up at the moon first, and then someone raised his hand to touch the wet ends of his eyes.

There is a full moon every month.

The festival gives the full moon more meaning.

The moon on August 15th illuminates every corner of Dacheng. All the people of Dacheng tonight can see this gentle moonlight just by raising their heads.

Xie Changxu stood outside the Zichen Hall, looking down at his figure stretched by the moonlight on the steps.

They stand alone, looking at each other.

The lonely and desolate protagonist in front of him had no fluctuations in his heart. He lowered his eyes, and in his ears he could only hear the rebuke and roar of the emperor in the palace.

For a moment, Xie Changxuan lowered his eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised a hint of joy in a place where the waiters could not see.

Emperor Yan Qing did not hold any Mid-Autumn Festival banquet this year.

Because of Emperor Yan Qing's behavior, the powerful and aristocratic families in the imperial capital also had a deserted Mid-Autumn Festival.

However, no matter how deserted it was, it would never be a day of reunion like Emperor Yan Qing. Not only did he stay alone in the Zichen Palace, he also summoned the secret guards from the prison to keep vigil for him.

In the middle of the night, he suddenly woke up like a madman. The lights in the palace were brightly lit. He summoned his sons directly and was scolded again.

As for what they said inside, Xie Changzhen was not interested in listening and could not hear clearly.

However, it could be heard from Emperor Yan Qing's uncontrollable roar that he was in a very bad mood.

"Sir, Your Majesty allows you to go back and rest first."

Later in the night, after fifteen, the bright moon quietly hid behind the dark clouds.

Zhao Wuyou, the eunuch beside Emperor Yan Qing, walked out of the palace and handed a lantern to Xie Changxun.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for my dear father-in-law, cough, cough, cough!"

Taking the lantern handed over to him with his pale and slender palm, Xie Changzhen covered his lips and coughed twice, but still did not cover up the scolding coming from the hall.

Xie Changxuan and Zhao Wuyou looked at each other, and there was no need to say more about their inner meanings.

Xie Changxu slowly withdrew his gaze, turned around, and left with a lantern in hand.

Only the elderly Zhao Wuyou was left standing there, staring at the official uniform on the other party and shaking his head, sighing in a low voice: "It would be great if the Za family had the luck of that person to have such a powerful adopted son~

"

After saying that, the eunuch turned around with a sympathetic expression and looked at the lights and shadows in the palace. Thinking of the row of princes kneeling in the palace just now, he couldn't help but shake his head.

Even an emperor would be troubled by not having a good successor.

When we returned to Xie's Mansion, the sky was already dark.

After washing his hands with the "white jade soap" that was popular in the upper floors of the imperial capital recently, and taking off his court clothes, Xie Changxu leaned lazily on the couch as if he had lost his bones.

He bent one knee, put his hand on it and rubbed the soft kneepad twice through the fabric. Suddenly he couldn't help lowering his head and chuckled, then he casually took the letter from the small table on the couch and continued reading.

stand up.

Jia Yi specially sent the letter to the card on the Mid-Autumn Festival, but unfortunately, he was delayed in the palace during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

This letter contains many letters.

There was one from Mr. Xue and one from Jiayi himself. Both of these letters were private letters. They just talked about the Mid-Autumn Festival and asked him to eat well and take medicine.

That last letter was about official business.

"wool……"

After reading the letter about the low price of wool acquisition and processing, even though they had not actually made wool products, they also discovered the way to do it.

"If the wool is used for trade with foreigners..."

Having said this, Xie Changzhen was silent for a moment, the hand on his knee pad also stopped moving, and after a while he couldn't hold back his laughter.

"There are many strange people and strange things in the world. Now, am I discovering them?"

Xie Changxu: Woman, your family has successfully attracted my attention.

Mayberry:???Do you have cat cake???Don't learn anything weird.

Author: Okay, I'm the one who got it, my son can't do it.

Xie Changxuan: Who is upstairs?
Chapter completed!