Traveling through the heavens from the prequel of the Lotus Lantern

Chapter 663 Cheng Shaoshang: It doesn’t matter who he is, what he can bring to us is the most important thing

Three days later.

An extremely low-key, simple black carriage drove slowly out of the imperial city, and then headed directly to the countryside farm outside the city without any nostalgia for the bustling capital city.

After half an hour.

The carriage stopped beside a row of farms.

As soon as Yang Jiao got off the carriage, the subordinate next to him said:

"Fourth Young Master, according to your instructions, a residence has been set up in this farm."

Yang Jiao whispered:

"You should keep in mind that I am Cui Hou's cousin. My surname is Xu Mingxian and my courtesy name is Hanwen."

The subordinates around him nodded to express their understanding.

Cui You, Emperor Wen's eldest son, had been with Emperor Wen since he was a child. He made great military exploits during the establishment of Emperor Wen's country. He was also very popular. The dignitaries in the court liked to send their nephews to his army to gain military merit. .

Therefore, Yang Jiao did not choose the identity of his mother's family, that is, the identity of his uncle Xiao Yuehou, because he had always been unwilling to accept it, thinking that his little sister was the only wife of Emperor Wen.

As a result, due to various weighing the pros and cons, King Lao Qian'an and Emperor Wen married, and Emperor Wen had to marry Empress Xuan Xuan Shensu.

When Emperor Wen ascended the throne, Xiao Yuehou originally thought that his little sister should be a real queen, but it was Xuan Shenxu who became the queen, and Xuan Shenxu's child became the prince. Therefore, he has been thinking about it all these years. Push your little sister's child to the top.

Yang Jiao didn't want to take the initiative to provoke these tedious and boring things in the world.

Not long after, as soon as he entered the residence he had purchased, a feeble and somewhat milky voice came from the next door:
"Lianfang, Guan Fu Li hasn't sent someone to bring you food yet?"

Another female voice that sounded a bit older sounded:

"Young lady, please be patient a little longer. Even if you don't send it today, you should send it tomorrow."

Suddenly, a long sigh came from the next door.

Both Yang Jiao and the four subordinates brought from the palace were accomplished martial artists with sharp eyes and ears. Of course they heard the subtle conversations coming from next door.

"As the saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. Let's give some food to the little girl next door."

After that, Yang Jiao walked into the house.

Starry night.

Yang Jiao was sitting casually on the roof when he suddenly heard a rustling sound.

He looked sideways and saw two little girls.

One is fourteen or fifteen years old, with a beautiful face, and the other is a little girl who clearly looks to be ten years old, but has a weak frame and thin shoulders, and looks like she is only seven or eight years old.

Under the gaze of Yang Jiao's star-like eyes, their cheeks couldn't help but blush.

The older girl among them whispered:

"Female young master, this young master must be too good-looking. No wonder he has such a kind heart and brings us some food."

The little girl calmed her mind, her face seemed thoughtful, but also a little confused, and whispered:
"Lianfang, looking at his demeanor and his bright and lustrous silk clothes, you know that he is definitely not an ordinary person. He must be from a powerful family. How could he come to the countryside for no reason?"

She thought for a while and replied:
"Perhaps I'm used to living in the capital, so I came to the country farm outside the city for an outing."

Seeing their whispering posture, Yang Jiao did not speak, but a strange light flashed in his eyes, but he did not sense anything wrong with this little girl, that is, Cheng Shaoshang.

But somewhere deep down, I always felt like something was wrong.It's just that he has only been practicing the "Great Virtue Zizizi Sutra" for a few months now, and Cheng Shaoshang is only 11 years old now, and there are more than two years before the plot begins.

Thinking about it this way, it's perfectly normal not to be able to detect anything.

Moreover, the origin of Cheng Shaoshang's suspected time traveler was one month before the plot began.

When Yang Jiao thought of this, a strange color appeared in his eyes. He wanted to see if Cheng Shaoshang would be transported through time, and whether she would be the other person in Su Qingyi. Directly before the plot begins, One month before awakening.

Or maybe she is the original Cheng Shaoshang, who walks too much at night and is always worried about bumping into ghosts.

Suddenly, a cry came from my ears:
"This young master, my name is Cheng Shaoshang, and I would like to thank you for the food you sent me this afternoon, otherwise I would be so hungry that I would not be able to get up from the bed."

Yang Jiao replied calmly:
"Xu Xian and Xu Hanwen are now close neighbors. We can have some food, so there is no need to thank you much."

He paused slightly. Under the bright moonlight, he looked at some exquisite ornaments in the courtyard next door and asked:
"Did you do the carpentry yourself?"

Before Cheng Shaoshang could speak, Lianfang and Yourong said:
"My daughter-in-law is very clever and handy. Many of the objects inside and outside here were made by her own hands."

Yang Jiao nodded:

"Then why not build some objects for me, I will provide the wood, and I will provide you with three meals a day, and you will also be paid some wages, how about that?"

When Cheng Shaoshang heard this, he was dumbfounded and couldn't help but feel joyful in his heart. Since he was a child, his father and mother were away from home all year round and never returned home. There were only a few letters over the years.

Coupled with the harsh treatment from my aunt and aunt, I would go hungry from time to time. Only during the Chinese New Year could I completely escape from the days of starvation and eat some of my favorite candy.

She has long wanted to be self-reliant, but unfortunately the reality is cruel and she has never been able to do so.

Therefore, Cheng Shaoshang suppressed the joy in his heart and whispered:

"I wonder what kind of objects Mr. Xu wants to hit?"

Yang Jiao chuckled:

"It's just some dining items. It's getting late now. I'll send someone to deliver the graphics tomorrow."

As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped from the roof.

"Female young master, it turns out that this young master Xu is not only good-looking, but also has good martial arts skills. You really can't tell the difference between a person and his appearance."

Cheng Shaoshang saw the look of admiration on Lianfang's face and sighed quietly:

"It's beautiful but can't be eaten. We still hope that Mr. Xu really just wants to buy some simple things for dinner."

The next day.

The master and servant first received a relatively sumptuous meal. After Cheng Shaoshang understood the style of the objects that needed to be created, he found that he was just looking at some weird desks and sitting objects, and he immediately looked confident.

half a month later.

Cheng Shaoshang looked at the dazzling array of food in his room, and then looked at the lotus room holding a clay pot and counting coins. His little face was full of satisfaction and joy, like a little fox that had stolen a chicken.

"Female Young Master, we have made a fortune. This money is enough for us to use for more than half a year." After Lianfang finished speaking, he couldn't help but ask:
"Female young master, who do you think Mr. Xu is? His house is exactly the same as ours. Why do you want us to build ten more sets of objects called tables, chairs and benches?"

Cheng Shaoshang said with a smile:

"I think he is a descendant of the aristocratic family of Zhong Ming Ding Shi. That's why he appears every now and then these days. I'm afraid the residence next door is just used as a simple place to stay."

She raised her eyebrows slightly:
"But for us, it doesn't matter who he is, what he can bring to us is the most important thing."

(End of this chapter)