Zhang Xiaojun nodded and said, "Yes, it was done by my aunt."
The man at the door frowned, then turned and went into the teahouse.
Soon he came out again and said, “How can a woman write poetry?
All the people here are talented scholars, but none of them can write such good poems. How can a woman write such good poems? She must have copied other people's poems.
But the young man inside doesn't bother with women, you can go now."
Zhang Xiaojun's face suddenly turned cold. The people around him heard what the person at the door said and thought about it carefully.
Someone whispered, "So many talented people can't write such a good poem, how can a woman do it?"
"That's right. He asked his nephew to write for him and didn't even dare to show his face. It must be because he felt guilty."
Ye Hongyun's face looked unhappy when he heard what the man at the door said and the discussions of the people around him.
Zhang Hulan also became angry. These scholars are really...
She hasn't gotten angry for a long time...
Zhang Hulan squeezed forward.
Ye Hongyun was worried that something might happen to Zhang Hulan, so she immediately asked Xiao Si to take Zhang Xinyao and the others to squeeze in.
Zhang Hulan walked up to Zhang Xiaojun, and Zhang Xiaojun's eyes turned red.
"Aunt..."
Zhang Hulan waved her hand, "It's alright, we won't argue with uneducated people."
Zhang Hulan said, walked to the table, picked up the brush and began to write: Women are as ambitious as men, how can a boy look down on a woman? A man without faith is a waste of learning, and his moral integrity is shameful.
After writing, Zhang Hulan threw down the pen and left with Zhang Xiaojun.
As soon as she turned around, she bumped into Ye Hongyun and the others. She hurriedly asked, "How did you squeeze in? Why are you squeezing in when you're pregnant?"
Ye Hongyun ignored Zhang Hulan's words and stared at her again.
Ye Hongyun didn't expect that Zhang Hulan would actually use poetry to curse people.
After reading the poems written by Zhang Hulan, everyone blushed.
Qin Bingrong also squeezed in, and when he saw Zhang Hulan's poem, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
This woman seems to have a bad temper...
Zhang Hulan ignored the people here and protected Ye Hongyun as they squeezed out of the crowd.
When they got outside the crowd, Zhang Xiaobing said angrily, "Auntie, don't be angry. It's not worth getting angry with these little bastards."
"I'm not angry. Come on, I'll treat you to a delicious meal."
Zhang Hulan was not affected by what these people said. She just couldn't stand these people who were seeking fame and reputation, and she just wanted to disgust them.
Zhang Hulan looked at Qin Bingrong and said, "Master Qin, I want to take the children to eat. How about you come with us?"
Qin Bingrong smiled and waved his hand, "You guys go ahead, I won't go. By the way, thank you for the wine!"
Zhang Hulan said, "If Sir Qin likes it, I will give you more in the future. This is brewed by my family, and it doesn't cost much."
"No need to give it to me. If you still have this wine, I would like to buy a few jars."
"Sir Qin, I signed a contract with Lord Wang's grandson for this wine, and I can only sell it to him. I can give it to you to drink, but I can't sell it to you."
Qin Bingrong said: "Then I will ask Master Wang to buy it."
"It's just a few jars of wine. Sir Qin, you don't have to be so polite. Don't worry, I don't want to bribe you."
Ye Hongyun was speechless. She had never seen anyone speak like that.
Qin Bingrong was also stunned for a moment, then shook his head and laughed.
"Okay then, you can give me a few more jars then."
Zhang Hulan and Qin Bingrong had both left, but the poetry gathering was in a frenzy.
The people in the teahouse also saw the poem Zhang Hulan wrote later, and the young masters were so angry that their noses were crooked.
The owner of the teahouse, Xu, had the ugliest look on his face.
The main reason was that he said the reward of 100 taels of silver had not been fulfilled, which caused people to write poems and curse him.
Someone shouted, "Where is that person? Bring her in. I want to see who this woman is. How dare she openly insult so many of our students?"
The man who brought the manuscript in answered, "The man has left."
"Send someone to find out who that person is. If I find out who that person is, I will teach her a lesson."
Zhang Hulan didn't take this matter seriously at all, but the news spread throughout the capital within the next day.
All the students who were in Jingya Teahouse last night were laughed at by other students.
They laughed at them for being scolded in a poem by a woman, and at the same time they despised the owner of Jingya Teahouse, Xu, for not keeping his word.
Someone wrote a good poem, but the promised reward was changed. If you are reluctant to spend the money, don't make big promises.
Those students did not doubt that the poem "Spring River Evening Scene" was not written by Zhang Hulan. If it was just this one poem, they might have doubted it. But he immediately wrote a poem to curse others, which shows that he can indeed write poetry.
Zhang Hulan ignored the rumors and focused on her work.
In fact, she is not very busy, and she doesn't have to do any work herself now. She just needs to tell the people below what needs to be done.
Now it’s time to plant the seeds. You just need to separate the seeds of several varieties. There is nothing else to pay attention to.
There were no other seeds in the village, so Zhang Hulan went to the Ministry of Households to find Wu Bangtai to see if he could get some other crops to grow.
After arriving at the Ministry of Revenue, the clerk told Zhang Hulan that Wu Bangtai had left Beijing.
Zhang Hulan asked: "When will the Shangshu come back?"
The clerk shook his head, "I don't know."
The clerk then asked Zhang Hulan, "What does Zhang Tunjian want to see the Minister of State for?
If it is a matter of official business, you can ask Minister Fu to handle it. When the Minister left Beijing, he handed over all the affairs of the Ministry of Revenue to Minister Fu. "
Now is the time to plant all kinds of vegetables and crops, and Zhang Hulan doesn't want to wait. Moreover, Wu Bangtai has left the capital and it is estimated that he will not be able to return for a while, so Zhang Hulan said, "Then please help me pass on the message to the Minister."
The clerk nodded and said, "Okay, Zhang Tunjian, wait a moment."
The clerk went to report and came back soon, taking Zhang Hulan to see the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue.
As soon as Zhang Hulan entered the room, Minister Fu smiled and said, "Zhang Tunjian, what can I do for you? When Minister Wu left, he told me that if Zhang Tunjian needs any help, just let me know."
Zhang Hulan was very grateful. She didn't expect that Wu Bangtai would give her special instructions before he left.
She knew that this must be because of Ye Hongyun.
Zhang Hulan said, "Mr. Minister, I would like to ask if the Ministry of Revenue has any seeds donated by foreign countries?"
"Seeds from foreign countries?" Minister Fu asked, "What kind of seeds do you want?"
Zhang Hulan said: "I don't have any specific requests, I just want to see if there are any seeds donated by foreign countries, and I want to try to plant them."
Zhang Hulan has not heard of things like potatoes, sweet potatoes, corn, and peppers here yet, and she has not seen many vegetables either, so she wants to see if there are any in the imperial warehouse.
Minister Fu said, "The seeds donated by foreign countries? The Ministry of Revenue does not have any.
The vegetable seeds, fruit trees and poultry donated by foreign countries were all planted and raised in Shanglinyuan.
The Ministry of Revenue will only include it in the catalog once it is grown in Shanglinyuan and its edible value and yield are known.
If you want foreign seeds, you must apply to the emperor."
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