Bai Yuegang of Prince Ning's Mansion

Chapter 211
The weather is not bad that day, Ruixue has calculated the money for the wine that Huaiyu sent.

More than 600 taels, enough for Ruixue to have a good year.

Rong Niang also got up, and helped Ruixue to check the accounts together, and listed the new year's goods that needed to be bought.

There are already children playing with firecrackers outside, the sun shines through the window, warm, and people who are shaking are a little lazy.

Ruixue stood up, stretched her arms and legs, and pulled up Rong Niang who was still busy making the list.

"It's terrible. There are not many people. There are too many wastes to buy things. You are still sick, so you don't have to work so hard. Let's go out and get some air. It's boring to stay in the room for a long time."

Rong Niang said "Hey!", put down her pen, and the two of them dressed neatly and went outside to breathe.

Walking on the small road of Zhuangzi, you can meet children playing outside and people busy with their livelihood from time to time.

Rong Niang held Ruixue's arm and whispered.

"I have been here for a long time, and I haven't thanked you well. If it were in the past, I would still be the daughter of the right minister's mansion. I can probably do what you want, but now I don't even have an identity. Cao Min, I really don’t know how to thank you.”

Ruixue deliberately teased her, and said solemnly.

"Yes, I am your savior now, but you have nothing, so you can only promise me with your body."

Rong Niang was a little surprised, she held Ruixue's hand and involuntarily tightened it.

Ruixue turned to look at her, a little funny.

"Look, I scared you. I'm joking with you. But have you really thought about going to the northern border? There are wars all the year round, not very peaceful, and the weather conditions are very bad. I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."

Rong Niang nodded firmly: "Think about it, since we have to start over, we can't stay in the past. Besides, there is still our business in the north, and I want to do this well. Trust me, I will It doesn't look so weak."

Ruixue patted her hand: "I know, the sisters also want to do this. After the news of your death spread, everyone is more concerned. Even for you, they also want to do this. , when you go to the northern border, you have to worry more."

Rong Niang sighed: "It's all my own fault for making this situation today, and I'm really sorry for making you feel sad for me. I hope there is a chance to reunite with you in the future."

"Don't worry, it will happen. As long as people are alive, nothing is impossible."

The two walked around the Zhuangzi, seeing that Rongniang was already sweating, they walked back.

From a distance, on the road leading to Zhuangzi, there was a burst of smoke and dust, and several fast horses galloped here.

Rong Niang hurriedly pulled up the hood on the cloak and wrapped herself tightly.

Ruixue pulled her aside, and the horses got closer to see who was coming.

Zhao Fengnian stopped the horse, jumped off the horse's back, and bowed to Ruixue.

"Princess Wang is still fine these days. There will be a dinner party in the palace tomorrow, and I will pick you up."

Ruixue succumbed to Zhao Fengnian, and lived a comfortable life in the village, but she forgot about it.

"Just ask someone to come and tell me. Why are you running here yourself? Go back to the village and sit down first. I'll pack up and go back with you."

Zhao Fengnian nodded, and led the horse towards the stable.

Rong Niang was so frightened that she didn't dare to breathe. Seeing Zhao Fengnian leave, she relaxed.

The two walked back quickly, Ruixue comforted them.

"It doesn't matter, even if he knows that you are Rong Niang, he won't say anything. I want to ask her to take care of you when you go to the north. I will tell him sooner or later."

Rong Niang was still a little worried and asked cautiously.

"Does it really matter? My fake death is a crime of deceiving the emperor. The empress even gave a sacrifice to the Right Prime Minister's mansion. If it is known, my family will not be able to explain it."

"You can't trust him, can't you trust me? Don't worry."

After returning to the house, Ruixue didn't pack anything, but went to the warehouse to pick out a few presents that she could take, and prepared to take them back along the way.

When I came back, Xiao Xing had already prepared the clothes she was going to wear.

Rong Niang was helping Ruixue choose jewelry, and couldn't help asking.

"Why don't you bring anything, are all these things here?"

Ruixue nodded: "I'll be back after going to the palace tomorrow for the banquet, so I don't need to bring these. I'll leave Xiaotao to you, and I'll bring you delicious food when I come back tomorrow."

Rong Niang straightened the hairpin on Zhen Ruixue's head, and nodded in satisfaction.

"You should stay in the mansion for a few more days. After all, you are the mistress of Ning Wang's mansion. For my business, it's not a problem to live outside. I'm fine. You might as well come back after the New Year. Lest Ning The king became suspicious."

Rui Xue turned her head and smiled at Rong Niang.

"I knew it in my heart. I planned it early in the morning. This year's Chinese New Year will be spent in the village. It's not all because of you, so don't worry about it. If you are really bored, you can organize the list of new year's goods. If tomorrow The weather is fine, let Xiaotao take you to the market over the racecourse."

Seeing that Ruixue didn't listen, Rong Niang had no choice but to let her go. After dying once, many things were put aside.

On the way back, Zhao Fengnian really gave up riding a horse and took a car with Ruixue.

The two of them had nothing to talk about, but the atmosphere was exceptionally harmonious.

Each sat on one side, one flipped through the account book, and the other read the battle report.

After Song Shimiao and Li Jiuchen left Zhuangzi that day, Ruixue didn't hear any news about the subsequent events.

I don't know if Zhao Fengnian got what he wanted.

The carriage shook, and after looking at the densely packed small characters on the account book for a while, I felt a little dizzy.

He simply threw away the account book and coughed lightly.

Zhao Fengnian raised his head, looked at Ruixue with a smile in his eyes, picked up a water bag from one side and handed it to her.

"Wanwan has something to say."

Ruixue took a sip from the water bag and asked tentatively.

"Is what you and Song Shimiao want to do going well?"

After that, he handed the kettle back to Zhao Fengnian.

Zhao Fengnian took it without wiping it, and took a sip very naturally, leaving water stains on his thin lips.

Seeing Ruixue was a little distracted, she turned her face away in embarrassment, and dared not look at Zhao Fengnian again.

Zhao Fengnian put the kettle aside, saw Ruixue's embarrassment, and smiled on his lips.

It turns out that what Gu Yu said about teasing meant this, and it seemed to have some effect, which was much more reliable than what Song Shimiao said.

Yoyo said, "Wanwan is asking about iron smelting?"

Ruixue let out a soft "hmm", feeling a little fever in her ears for no reason.

"Jiu Chen didn't give us the secret recipe, but he recommended a few people to Song Shimiao, which should be helpful for future mining and smelting."

Ruixue nodded, these Bishui people were indeed not so easy to get along with.

The protection of advanced technology is very important. Craftsmen can be introduced, and the core technology must still be held in their own hands.

(End of this chapter)