On the opening day of the skating rink, there were huge crowds of people and business was booming.
Of course, most of them were invited by some old men to show their support for their grandchildren. The other half were brought here by the playboys who used their own magical powers.
There were also some of Song Jinxiu's colleagues in the officialdom who came to show their support.
On this first day, everyone is connected.
Everyone in Beijing knew that the ice rink had opened, and many people came here to see it.
But they couldn't get in because there were too many people. For safety reasons, they had to come back another day.
The ice skating area has the most people, because riding on an ice skating sled does not require any skills, and women and children like it especially.
As for the place where people were skating in skates, there were only a few playboys and their friends, and everyone else was just watching.
The dudes are distributing gloves and knee pads to the families.
Song Jinxiu repeatedly emphasized that safety comes first, and thick gloves and knee pads can reduce injuries from falls.
Tian Lei demonstrated basic skills such as V-shaped standing, figure eight turning, center of circle turning, T-shaped braking, etc.
In order to build momentum for the ice skating rink, Song Jinxiu dressed in men's clothing and wore a mask, appearing at the skating rink with a mysterious and heroic look.
"Ding ding ding," the gong from Songjia Village was also put to use here.
Everyone looked over.
The maid said loudly: "Although skating with ice skates is a little difficult, it is very enjoyable once you learn it.
Today, we have invited a master of ice skating. Let's wait and see. ”
Everyone gathered around immediately, and the maid shouted again: "Start the music."
Accompanied by melodious music, Song Jinxiu danced gracefully on the mirror-smooth ice surface.
She danced to her heart's content, leaping lightly, spinning smoothly, gliding gracefully...
Song Jinxiu seemed like an elf on ice.
Sometimes it would glide across the ice surface as lightly as a swallow, leaving behind two dazzling streaks of white light;
Sometimes it dances like a butterfly, and every movement is full of grace and power.
Quadruple jumps, spins, and steps are performed in one go, like a flowing picture drawn on the ice.
Everyone was stunned.
Others were stunned as Song Jinxiu danced to her fullest.
The playboys sighed: Princess, is there anything you don’t know?
Chen Yiping: This ancestor is determined not to marry her home. If she wants to fly away, I can't even keep up with her with my shoes.
Prince Yin: I will get this little devil sooner or later.
Wei Qidong: How many surprises do you have waiting for me to discover?
Everyone: We also want to learn how to skate.
It turns out that ice skating can be so free and easy, it feels like you are flying.
The Imperial College's chief priest also improvised a poem:
"The north wind blows the river water to freeze, and the new ice is as smooth as a whetstone. Who braves the cold to play with the ice, forging iron and walking on his knees. The iron is like the spine of a sword and the ice is like a mirror. I walk with my shoes on the sword and sharpen the mirror. It is as straight as an arrow, and the sword spine and the mirror surface make a sound when it is scraped."
From then on, ice skating became popular in Beijing.
After returning from the skating rink, Song Jinxiu set aside an area in the space to grow food. And they sent people to the grain-producing provinces to secretly collect grain.
As the saying goes, one should do his job well and fulfill his responsibilities.
Standing on a high place, she suddenly realized the importance of food to a country.
What she needs to consider now is not only to improve productivity, but also to prevent problems before they occur.
Today, things are not peaceful.
Therefore, he and Ji Yu purchased a batch of grain in the name of his brother Sanxiake Winery.
Although she saved Ji Ling'er, she did not want to repay the favor, so the person who went to negotiate did not reveal her relationship with the Three Heroes Winery.
But the people who went to negotiate came back and said that the Ji family was very stingy and only sold two carts of grain, which was not as good as the average grain merchant.
We are in the grain business, but we are reluctant to sell our grain. I suspect they are also hoarding food.
The Ji family is also hoarding food?
It is common for a grain merchant to hoard grain.
But as the richest man in the capital, whose business covered half of Cangwu, the price he offered for grain was not low, but he only bought two carts of grain. That's so unusual.
Don't we make money from food?
They have money but don't make it, and they keep hoarding food. Then what other places have natural disasters? So you want to hoard goods and make a fortune?
As for businessmen, there is no business without fraud, which is also very common.
But there haven’t been any reports of disasters in any places recently?
Although nothing unusual was found, Song Jinxiu asked Junjun to pay more attention, thinking of their close proximity to the Princess's Mansion.
"You keep an eye on it for a while and remember the location of our granary. Then send your animal army to keep an eye on the Princess's Mansion."
"That's easy to say, but Master, please refine a few more furnaces of your Kailing Pills. I don't have enough hands to use."
"good,"
Song Jinxiu closed the door and stayed in the space to make the elixir.
At the Duke Dingguo's Mansion, the old lady sighed and said, "Your Majesty said that Princess Kangle is still young, and her marriage will be discussed after she reaches the age of marriage."
Princess Kangle is indeed a little young, but our fourth child will be thirty in two years.
But what can we do?
Ever since Dan Hua died in childbirth, this kid has been resisting matters between men and women.
Dan Hua's concubine, the two grew up together. She got pregnant after eating the forbidden fruit at the age of ten.
This girl was really stupid. She was afraid that giving birth to a bastard son would be detrimental to her young master's marriage proposal, so she secretly took medicine to have an abortion, which resulted in two deaths.
From then on, the fourth brother never laughed again and refused any marriage proposal no matter who proposed. Many noble ladies from aristocratic families pretended to meet him by chance, but he didn't even bother to raise his eyelids.
"Forget it. Finally there is one I like. I'll just wait for two years."
The emperor was selfish for once. The little girl was still young and didn't have her own Princess Mingzhu yet. If he wanted to marry her, he would have to wait.
In the blink of an eye, it’s the end of the year.
As soon as the capital city entered the twelfth lunar month, it became lively. One family sent New Year gifts to another, and that family sent New Year goods to this family. It was very lively with people coming and going.
Princess Kangle's Mansion also received New Year gifts from various noble families.
The annual gifts from the playboys' families and General Dingguo's mansion were particularly generous, and there were also invitations.
At the end of the year, when the government was at its busiest, Song Jinxiu said to Aunt Chang:
"You can reply to the New Year gifts, but please decline the invitations. Tell the visitors that I am busy with official duties. When the New Year holiday comes, we will host a dinner at my house, and we can just get together as a family then."
Song Sanzhu has been very busy these days because Song Jinxiu has been entrusted with the responsibility of preparing the New Year gifts for the old patriarch and fellow villagers.
놛 was busy discussing with Li Cheng, having a lot of fun늂, full of energy and walking with a breeze.
This is a request from my daughter, so I must do it well.
The two went to their own supermarket first and picked out some things that were not available in their hometown. As soon as they walked out of the supermarket, they heard a familiar voice.
"Third uncle."
Song Sanzhu looked over and was shocked.
The brothers Song Xiaolang and Song Silang were covered in dirt and filth, and their clothes were torn in several places.
The two of them hid in the corner. Silang kept shouting, while Song Xiaolang looked back in fear, as if he was avoiding someone.
Song Sanzhu frowned: "Aren't you going back? Why are you back again? And in such a state?"
He hired the carriage himself and watched them leave the city gate himself.
"Uncle San, someone wants to harm Sister San Ya, and we risked our lives to come here to tell on her."
What? Someone wants to harm my daughter? How can that be?
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