After the marriage, my husband's family listened to my voice and turned the tide

Before coming, she had already thought about it, and she would take Ke Xin to the wine shed to drink chrysanthemum wine. Although it was he who suggested drinking chrysanthemum wine at the beginning, this was a good thing they had obtained through their joint efforts, so naturally they had to taste it carefully, and she would not miss it.

Ke Xin was willing to follow her arrangements.

Shang Tingli thought that he probably remembered Wenhui's words, otherwise he would not have been so obedient as to let her arrange things for him.

In fact, Ke Xin agreed with her because during the Double Ninth Festival in previous years, a proper tavern was not necessarily better than a wine stall, and because everyone wanted to go to the tavern, most of the taverns were crowded, so at this time, a wine stall was more convenient than a tavern.

As soon as they arrived at the wine stall and paid two cents, Shang Tingli took Ke Xin to find a seat and sat down. The wine stall only had wine bowls, not wine glasses, so Ke Xin poured about two sips for himself and her.

He said: "It's not that I'm stingy, I'm just afraid I can't get used to it."

[Oh? I just realized you are so good at talking. You are not afraid that I won't be used to the wine, you are afraid that the wine tastes bad. ]

Shang Tingli only muttered to himself, but didn't say it to his face. With a faint smile on his face, he said with understanding, "Okay."

Ke Xin didn't look at her. He picked up the wine bowl and took a sip. His already beautiful peach blossom eyes lit up slightly, shining like thousands of stars.

This wine is authentic.

The wine has a unique floral aroma, and the taste is refreshing, mellow and full, which is really rare. Just as the fifth-rank young general said, the wine brewed by the people is not worse than that of the restaurant, and it is even more mellow and delicious.

[Wow, this is delicious chrysanthemum wine! I have never tasted such a mellow chrysanthemum wine outside! ]

After Shang Tingli took a sip of the wine, his eyes became brighter than the full moon on the 15th day of the lunar month. His amber eyes were crystal clear, as pure as lake water and as dazzling as pearls. Joy was revealed in his eyes, and a little bit of brilliance overflowed from them.

She had only tasted such delicious chrysanthemum wine in Nanwu, which was brewed by her father and mother.

She tasted "wine" for the first time when she was seven years old, and it was chrysanthemum wine.

People probably always change. She can now taste the deliciousness of chrysanthemum wine, but in the past, when she was younger, she didn't fall in love with the taste at the first sip.

Chrysanthemum wine does not only have a refreshing taste, because it is a medicinal wine, it is slightly bitter at first.

She was too young to bear the hardship.

She still remembered what she said when she was ignorant: "Daddy, Mommy, how did you make something so unpalatable?"

Really! Difficult! To drink! To death!

She swore that she would never drink something so disgusting again!

Shang Dan and Yu Yang smiled at each other.

Yu Yang glared at her daughter: "You are still young, you don't know how good this thing is."

The little girl curled her lips and muttered softly: "Even if I grow up, I will definitely not like to drink this stuff."

"What did you say?" Yu Yang didn't hear clearly.

Shang Dan heard it clearly, but he didn't say much to the little girl. Instead, he said, "On September 9th, drink chrysanthemum wine, and disasters will be warded off. Chrysanthemum wine is a lucky wine, so it's not a bad thing for Xiaoli to drink a little."

The little girl turned her head away and pouted, "I've already had a sip. I don't want to drink any more."

Shang Dan and Yu Yang didn't force her and just let her go.

But on the second Double Ninth Festival, she couldn't help herself and was attracted by the aroma of chrysanthemum wine. She drank half a bowl without realizing it. This time, she tasted the real flavor of chrysanthemum wine. From then on, she began to look forward to the ninth day of the ninth lunar month every year, just to drink a sip of chrysanthemum wine brewed by her father and mother.

"Pfft."

Shang Tingli couldn't help laughing out loud.

Ke Xin glanced at her and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

He then lowered his head, divided out four more bowls, and poured half a bowl into each. He and Shang Tingli only had two sips of wine in their bowls, and after two sips, their bowls were already empty, so he poured another half bowl.

The jar of wine that Wu Gu won from painting was not much, just the amount of 35 coins per jar. After he divided it like this, only half of the jar was left.

"Nothing to smile about."

Shang Tingli replied with a smile.

[The little girl who swore in the past that she would never drink chrysanthemum wine again has finally grown up and understands its delicious taste. ]

Ke Xin blinked, picked up the wine bowl and took a sip.

He poured four more bowls of wine without paying attention. Shang Tingli then called Fang Zhi and the other four people and said, "Everyone come and have a drink of this auspicious wine for praying for blessings and disaster relief."

She just knew that these four bowls of wine were for them. Even if they were not, she had the right to do so, because the jar of wine was not for Ke Xin alone.

In fact, this was the case. Ke Xin originally wanted to share the soup with Fang Zhi and the other four. When Du Heng and Chang Di looked over, he nodded slightly, and the two guards took a bowl and thanked him.

The four of them said in unison.

"Thank you, Princess, Prince."

"Thank you, Prince and Princess."

Shang Tingli waved his hand.

Ke Xin nodded.

After half a bowl of wine was drunk, Ke Xin looked up at her and asked, "Do you want to drink more?"

Shang Tingli shook his head.

She was not a very good drinker, or maybe not very good. Even if it was chrysanthemum wine, she couldn't drink too much. If she filled a bowl like the one she was drinking now, she would probably get drunk.

[I want to go to Chunchibin to fly a kite later, so I can’t get drunk here.]

Ke Xin was slightly startled, and after carefully observing her complexion for a while, he found that her complexion was slightly pink. He understood that this was her limit.

He didn't say anything.

Shang Tingli stood up and asked, "Want to walk further?"

At this hour, she wondered if there was no room left for her at Chunchibin. To be on the safe side, she decided to go there later so that she could take another look at East Street.

"Let's go." Ke Xin handed the wine jar to Chang Di, stood up and walked beside her, "What do you think?"

Shang Tingli said sincerely: "Not yet, let's take it one step at a time?"

Ke Xin didn't say anything.

Chang Di, who was holding a wine jar in the back, said, "There's a platform in front. From a distance, it looks like someone is embroidering."

He suggested: "Prince, Princess, do you want to go over and take a look?"

Ke Xin turned his head and glanced at Chang Di coldly, and he immediately lowered his head.

Shang Tingli was more interested. She said, "Embroidery table? Today is the Double Ninth Festival. Embroidery on this day is not really embroidery, but making sachets."

Ke Xin said: "Sachet?"

In fact, he didn't pay much attention to other things in the past. For example, during the Double Ninth Festival, he would only drink some chrysanthemum wine and occasionally go hiking. However, he basically didn't eat Double Ninth Cake and grain paintings, and he never touched the latter.

Therefore, he did not know that there was an activity called making sachets.

Shang Tingli is different from him. When she was young, she celebrated the Double Ninth Festival. She paid attention to everything that could be seen or invisible on the streets, and she almost participated in it.

She said, "That should be a stage for making handmade dogwood sachets, which is not much different from painting with five grains, and both are a kind of competition."

But in fact, before this competition was widely publicized, it was just a simple handmade sachet.

Handmade dogwood sachets convey blessings from the heart. A sachet can not only soothe the mind and refresh the brain, but also retain a petal of fragrance. Time passes slowly, and the natural fragrance of dogwood is sealed in the sachet with care, and it is given to your loved one with full blessings.

Every year on the Double Ninth Festival before she was ten years old, she would receive dogwood sachets made by her mother.

Shang Tingli's eyes dimmed, and then he blinked to hide his worries. He looked up and saw that the stage for the sachet competition was right in front of him. The number of people watching under the stage was no less than that of the Wu Gu painting area, but even more. However, most of the people watching at the Wu Gu painting area were ordinary people, while most of the people here were rich and powerful, and there were more women than men.

"I thought there would be no Double Ninth Festival this year, but I didn't expect there would be a saying to make up for it! Look at this year's lucky numbers, it's really a big deal!"

"That's right. It is said to be a pair of golden hairpins inlaid with red and blue sapphire butterflies!"

"It would be great if I could get it! Not only would it be nice to wear it, but it would also be worth a lot of money if I sold it!"

"You should think about it. They can't just give you a free ride, right? It's going to cost you twenty-five cents. Are you willing to give it up?"

"It's just a way for rich people to play. I can't afford it!"

The people who were talking were two women wearing patched linen clothes. They were standing in front of Shang Tingli and she heard their conversation in its entirety.

[Twenty-five coins for a pair of golden hairpins inlaid with red and blue sapphires and butterfly ornaments? This is a very good deal.]

Shang Tingli was somewhat moved.

Originally I just wanted to come and watch the fun, but now I really want to participate.

Ke Xin secretly raised his eyebrows. That was a jackpot. Are you so confident?

[I just wonder if anyone will take the prize later...]

Shang Tingli was not as tall as the two women in front of him, so he stood on tiptoe and looked forward, but he could still only see the heads of the people around him.

She frowned.

【If you can't see, it means you don't know the situation. 】

"Boom-"

When the drums sounded, the crowd fell silent, and then a woman's voice was heard: "Time is up, please stop sewing."

Perhaps everyone on the stage stopped what they were doing, so the woman continued, "I'm sorry to tell you that none of you can win the prize."

Shang Tingli moved his ears.

She couldn't see what was ahead, but she could hear the woman's voice. According to the woman, the prize was still there.

Shang Tingli glanced at Ke Xin beside her, bit her lower lip and poked his shoulder, "Prince..." There were too many people around, and she was afraid that calling him "Prince" would startle everyone, so she changed the address, "Husband, I want to go up and try, shall we move forward?"

"……Row."

Ke Xin agreed.

Shang Tingli then cleared his throat and said to the people in front, "Please make way for me. I want to go to the front and get on the stage."

Her voice was not small, but it was drowned out by the noise of the crowd and no one heard it.

Shang Tingli was silent for a moment.

[Huh? I was so loud, but no one could hear me? That would make me look stupid!]

Ke Xin held his forehead with his hand and turned back to give Chang Di a look.

Chang Di immediately understood, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Please let the people in front make way - our young lady wants to go on stage to compete -"

His roar was like a lion's roar from Hedong, and everyone heard it. So they made way for Shang Tingli, and even the people on the stage, including the woman who shouted, looked over here.

Shang Tingli: “…”

[Chang Di, Chang Di, what should I say to you? ]

But there was no time to lose, she started forward, and Ke Xin followed her. Now, the two maids and two guards hurriedly followed, fearing that if they were a step slower, they would repeat the scene on South Street.

Shang Tingli walked to the front, paid twenty-five cents, and after going on stage, he found that Yu Lanxi was also on the stage.

She pulled the corner of her mouth wordlessly.

[The road of enemies is narrow, the road of enemies is narrow, today is really unlucky. 】

Ke Xin frowned. He thought so too, because after hearing her thoughts, he found that Ji Zhang was standing next to him.

It wasn't just the two of them who thought so. Yu Lanxi also felt the same way, and even Ji Zhang felt depressed.

In any case, Shang Tingli had no time to deal with them because the woman had already started talking.

"Many of you here are new, so let me explain the rules to you guys."

Shang Tingli was listening carefully.

She had inquired about the activities on the street today, but at first she didn't know what the prizes were, so she didn't specifically remember the rules.

The woman said, "It's like this. There are nine people in a round who compete to make dogwood sachets. It takes one hour. It's not whoever finishes first who wins, but the quality. Whoever makes the best-looking and most to my liking wins."

Shang Tingli suddenly understood.

So this is the rule, no wonder no one in the first batch won the prize. From what the woman said, this is the most important item, and it must be to her liking, otherwise, with so many people, how could she pick the best one?

"Is there anyone who doesn't understand the rules?" the woman asked.

The nine people on the stage all said, "I understand."

The woman nodded and said, "In that case, everyone can ask me a question from now on. After all, it has to suit my wishes. I don't want to embarrass you, and I don't want you to think that I am unfair."

As soon as she finished speaking, someone asked, "Do you have any requirements for the color?"

Someone had asked a similar question before, and the woman answered, "No."

While others were asking questions, Yu Lanxi turned to look at Shang Tingli: "Why are you here, cousin?"

Shang Tingli smiled slightly: "What about you, cousin?"

Yu Lanxi couldn't help but rolled her eyes at her. She was fed up with the way she responded again. "Can you answer my question first?"

Shang Tingli said calmly: "What do you think, cousin?"

Yu Lanxi: “…”

She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down, but her tone was not very good: "I guess my cousin came here and heard that the prize was a pair of silk-studded ruby ​​and sapphire butterfly gold hairpins, so she came up on stage, right?"

Shang Tingli smiled but said nothing.

Thinking of some things in the past, Yu Lanxi curled the corners of her lips: "My cousin was not such an ignorant person before. How could she be so brave today and dare to show off her beauty in public?"

Her sarcasm had no effect. Shang Tingli just ignored it and let it go.

Shang Tingli said calmly: "It's up to you, cousin."