Fortune tellers give eggs, the stepmother is a Taoist boss

Chapter 46 The Happy Widow

As the capital of the country, Jingzhou is the state capital with the largest area and the most prosperous population among the thirteen states of Dashun.

From the moment we arrived at the border of Jingzhou, we could still feel the busy traffic on the streets outside even if we didn't lift the curtains.The shouts, laughter, and people's conversations mixed into a special tune, all of which highlighted the excitement and prosperity of Jingzhou.

The carriage drove on the blue-grey streets from sunrise to sunset, then slowly slowed down and finally stopped.

Zuo Jianyue's rich voice penetrated the carriage: "Sister-in-law, we are here."

When Jiang Fuyuan got out of the car, he saw a brown newly painted wooden door with a slightly mottled plaque on it, which read the word Wei Zhai.

She always felt a little familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it before.

Zuo Jianyue followed her gaze and saw that she kept staring at the door plaque. He explained with a smile: "The court is in a hurry and the door plaque has not been replaced yet. Sister-in-law, don't worry, brothers will replace it tomorrow."

"It's okay, I'm just curious." Jiang Fuyuan turned around and took the two cubs out of the car. She didn't look at Zuo Jianyue's face and said slowly: "How much contribution must Xuesheng have made that the court would be so anxious?" Pay for the house.”

The smile on Zuo Jianyue's face faltered, and he responded vaguely: "Brother Xuesheng is the most powerful after all..."

After mumbling a few words that were inaudible, he picked up a wooden box and said, "It's getting late. Sister-in-law, please take the children in to rest. This house has been renovated and all supplies are complete. Sister-in-law doesn't need to worry too much."

Several other soldiers quickly started to move their luggage, and in a short time, everything was put away.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Zuo Jianyue cupped his hands and said, "Sister-in-law, brothers, please take your leave now and visit us another day."

Then a group of soldiers fled away.

Jiang Fuyuan: ...running so fast, it’s hard not to suspect that there is something wrong with this house.

[Could it be that the imperial court was fooling around and allocated a haunted house? 】

It's not impossible. Thinking of this, Jiang Fuyuan untied the three pheasants tied in a bunch, carried one by himself, and stuffed the remaining ones into Zaizai's arms.

Chickens can remove filth and exorcise evil spirits, and these three chickens are so fat that they are like solid meat balls. If something happens to them, they can even cause internal injuries if they are thrown out.

Although the two Zaizai didn't understand why Aniang asked them to hold the chicken, she must have a reason for doing so, so they held the plump pheasant buttocks tightly with their two pairs of little hands and followed Jiang Fuyuan obediently. Choose a room to rest and sleep in.

The night enveloped all the houses in Jingzhou equally, and the young man stood under the moonlight, quietly looking at the silent house separated by a wall.

After a long time, he murmured: "You are finally here..."

As light as a sigh.

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When he woke up the next day, Jiang Fuyuan stared blankly at the roof, his mind empty, and he didn't realize where he was until he felt a heat source squirming beside him.

Ke Mingsong closed his eyes and pushed away his younger brother's little feet on his belly, turned his head and buried his little face in Jiang Fuyuan's shoulder to avoid the morning sun that was slanting in.The little boy lost his support, and with his eyes closed, he reached out and groped around on the bed with his little hands. Until he grabbed the hem of Jiang Fuluan's clothes and felt the familiar smell, he slapped his mouth and continued to sleep.

Blinking, Jiang Fuyuan came to his senses.

This is their new home in Jingzhou.

"Master, are you awake?" Little Fatty floated in, holding a food box in his hand and chewing something in his mouth.

Jiang Fuyuan raised an eyebrow and asked curiously: "Where did you get food from?"

"I don't know who gave it to me. I woke up in the morning and saw it lying near our gate."

He happily opened the food box and came closer to show it to Jiang Fuyuan: "They are all my favorites!"

Inside the lacquered wooden box were three animals and three fruits, a standard sacrificial mix that looked like they were not meant for human consumption.

The little fat man threw another offering fruit into his mouth and said cheerfully: "Maybe some female ghost saw me as a charming and graceful person, and wanted to get acquainted with me."

"It's possible." Jiang Fuyuan affirmed, lying lazily and chatting with Xiaopang, "It seems that Jingzhou is Jingzhou, and the ghosts and customs are much more open than Hongze Township. Maybe you can really meet them here. It’s your destiny.”

One person and one ghost were chatting away, spending the beautiful morning light.Jiang Fuyuan is simply too satisfied with her current life.

It's great to be a widow, especially a rich widow with a house, money, good kids, and no annoying in-laws.

The morning sun climbed up in the happy bed, until it hung in the middle of the sky. The two cubs finally had enough sleep, holding their growling bellies and looking at their mother longingly.

The ingredients in the soul bottle were almost exhausted on the way to Jingzhou, so Jiang Fuyuan decided to take the Zaizai out to eat.

Anyway, I can get 50 taels of silver every month, hehe.

After a simple wash, the family happily set off.

As soon as they stepped out of the door, a kind old man with white hair and white beard stood at the door with a smile, as if he was waiting for them.

The old man asked: "Are you Xuesheng's wife? These two dolls are Xiaosong and Xiaobai?"

"you are?"

"You can call me Uncle Zhao. Xuesheng is kind to me. I heard that you are coming, so I came to see you."

[Another Ke Xuesheng’s old friend? 】

Jiang Fuyuan looked at Uncle Zhao's face calmly. The sky was full and the hall was broad. He was a kind-hearted person.

She felt a little relieved and asked Cong Shanruliu, "Is Uncle Zhao from Jingzhou?"

Uncle Zhao nodded, turned around and pointed not far away and said, "My home is in Fengxue Lane, not far from here. We can take care of you in the future."

"Okay." Jiang Fuyuan smiled brightly. It would be best to have a local familiar with her when she first arrived. She was not polite and directly invited Uncle Zhao to go shopping with them on the street.

Uncle Zhao did not refuse and joined the shopping team.

Obviously Uncle Zhao didn't lie. He was indeed a local living nearby, and people greeted him from time to time.

"Uncle Zhao, have you eaten?"

"Eat, Aunt Bai, why are you in such a hurry?"

"Oh, I don't know who killed a thousand swords took away the tribute I put here to worship the land. I have to buy more."

"Huh? There are still people taking tributes. It's really strange."

"That's right, there are really everyone..."

……

As they walked leisurely, Uncle Zhao and Jiang Fuyuan introduced a lot of situations in Jingzhou.

Jingzhou, the capital of the country, is square and square, like two words "hui" set together, which also divides the entire Jingzhou into four layers.The center is the imperial city of Jingzhou where the emperor is located, which is called Jiuxiao. The next circle is the emperor's nobles, who are called Jiufeng. The third circle is officials at all levels and wealthy celebrities, known as Jiudian, while the common people are in the outermost circle. , known as Jiuheng.

Although it is so simple and crudely divided into four layers, each large layer can actually be divided into many smaller layers. Generally speaking, the closer to the center, the more superior it is.

"What level does our area belong to?" Jiang Fuyuan asked curiously.

Uncle Zhao chuckled: "We are at the junction of the fourth and third floors, and your house is further inside than mine."

"Oh... It seems that the house is not cheap. I thought it was a random haunted house just to fool us orphans and widowed mothers."

"Of course not." Uncle Zhao felt a heart attack and quickly corrected Jiang Fuyuan's wrong idea, "Your house is next to the General's Mansion, so the location is good!"

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