"Lao Xu, do you want a wife or not?"
Xu Heng, who traveled to the Jiajing period, started with three dilapidated tile-roofed houses and twelve cents.
The mayor next door sent a girl who was on the run and asked him if he was willing. She said: Yes.
A bowl of Yangchun noodles and two red candles, worshiping heaven and earth.
Poor is really poor.
He studied to prepare for exams, and she embroidered to support the family.
The two of them lived a bitter life together, and he vowed to earn a life for her.
But the water in Changzhou County was too deep, and the Gu family warned her that she would not be able to do embroidery work in Changzhou County. It was said that the head of the county examination had already been appointed by someone else.
Xu Heng squeezed her hand tightly: Just embroider and leave the rest to me.
A scholar's pen and an embroiderer's needle, who says they can't pierce the sky?
Farming and imperial examinations are in the daily flow, and the husband and wife work together from the dilapidated tile-roofed house to the Jinluan Palace.
Not to torture the owner, not to feel aggrieved, but to provide a warm and enjoyable meal.
