Dressed as a peasant girl, she pampered the powerful villain

It was impossible to buy [-] kilograms of grain in a short period of time, so Wang Shuyan thought about purchasing it from other counties.

But she doesn't have enough manpower, and she can't leave for the time being. She and A Yong alone can't do it.

Ever since Zhang Jiulin said that there were 500 secret guards protecting her, her heart began to wander. It would be quite nice if so many people could be mobilized according to the arrangement.

He was the one left to her, so why did he wait for the riots to come out?
What a waste!
Thinking of this, her carriage stopped at Guotong Marquis Mansion by accident.

Wang Shuyan took out the jade pendant from her waist and looked confused. Should she call Zhang Jiulin out?
It seems a bit strange to come to the door out of nowhere?
After struggling for a while, she finally decided to write a letter for Ayong to send to the Tonghou Mansion in Guoguo.

A Yong was a little confused when he took the jade pendant and letter from her hand. That was the 'Guotong Houfu', so he just sent it there?
What if they don’t accept it?
He thought so, but he didn't dare to ask Sister Yan, so he had to jump off the carriage and walked into the "Guotong Houfu" with hesitation.

The janitor didn't dare to make the decision, so he hurriedly called the housekeeper to come out.

The old housekeeper came out after a while, looked at the jade pendant in A Yong's hand for a while, then took A Yong's letter, returned the jade pendant to him, and said warmly: "I will deliver it to the Ninth Young Master on your behalf, please wait a moment. "

A Yong said: "No, no, Miss Wang didn't say to wait, just hand it over."

The old housekeeper was startled, nodded in agreement, and watched the horseman who delivered the message get into a large carriage and move forward slowly after a while.

When the old butler turned towards the study, he happened to bump into Zhang Jiulin. He said respectfully: "Ninth Young Master, this is your letter."

Zhang Jiulin frowned: "Who brought it over?"

The butler's expression was slightly condensed: "You look like a young boy. Because I am delivering the letter with your jade pendant, I dare not delay."

Jade pendant? Zhang Jiulin quickly took out the letter and scanned it several times. The corners of his lips curled up slightly and he asked, "Where is the person?"

Seeing the smile on the young master's face, the housekeeper knew that the letter was delivered to the right person: "Not long ago, he came in a carriage."

To have the jade pendant of Ninth Young Master, he estimated that the person in the carriage was most likely a young lady. He didn't know whose family it belonged to, but it could catch the eye of Ninth Young Master.

Zhang Jiulin walked quickly towards the door of the mansion.

The carriage was very conspicuous and it rode slowly in Xizhen. Zhang Jiulin quickly caught up with him when he left the house.

The carriage stopped in vain, Wang Shuyan raised the corners of his mouth slightly and quickly put away the jade pendant in his hand.

A Yong was frightened by the sudden appearance of the man in rich clothes. He should have cursed, but he didn't dare to curse when he saw the sharp eyebrows. He asked politely: "You...who are you?"

Zhang Jiulin ignored him, and when A Yong said "Hey, what are you doing?", he lifted the curtain and got directly into the carriage.

The two people in the carriage looked at each other, stunned.

Wang Shuyan knew that he was reckless, but didn't know that he was so reckless. She glared at him angrily and explained to the frightened A Yong: "It's okay, we are people we know."

Zhang Jiulin curled his lips in satisfaction, took a few steps forward and sat next to her.

Seeing that it was someone whom Miss Wang knew, A Yong remembered that he had just sent a letter to her at Guotong Marquis Mansion, and couldn't help but hissed: Could it be the Lord Governor?
Alas, when he thought about it, he frowned and continued on his way.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. There are many people out on the road to play and buy. There are many more vendors selling everything. The most popular ones are lanterns, which are essential for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

One faction was prosperous and peaceful, with no sign of imminent war.

Wang Shuyan lowered the curtains and sat down with each other.

Neither of them spoke.

Zhang Jiulin glanced at her sideways, adjusted quickly, and spoke first: "Actually, you didn't send a letter. I also planned to let you meet the soldiers. We... thought of it together."

Hearing this, Wang Shuyan's face softened slightly: "That's good. There's so much food to prepare, and I can't prepare it alone. I've been shopping several times these days and only bought [-] kilograms. I'm exhausted."

She really felt tired. Purchasing took a lot of energy, and people couldn't tell the clues. The efficiency of purchasing from one trip to the next was not much higher.

I don't know if he is overthinking it, but I always feel that the ending tone always has a bit of coquettishness.

The corners of Zhang Jiulin's mouth were raised. He looked at her to express his understanding: "Well, I know it's hard for you."

Wang Shuyan looked at him: "When will you set off?"

"It's almost time. We'll set off as soon as the decree arrives." Zhang Jiulin moved a little, and immediately felt the opponent's glare, so he took a step back.

Wang Shuyan: "It should be quite cold there. Have you prepared all the things to keep out the cold?"

Zhang Jiulin's eyes darkened: "My mother has been ill for many years, and my father is also crazy. How can anyone help me prepare for such a thing." After speaking, he raised the corners of his eyes, always paying attention to her reaction.

Wang Shuyan was a little embarrassed and felt that he had asked a stupid question: "...Don't there be servants in the Tonghou Mansion of the Tang Dynasty? If you let me know, someone will do it for you."

Zhang Jiulin: "...Well, yes, I will tell them to get ready when I think about it later." It means, forget it if you can't remember. Wang Shuyan didn't care whether he thought about it or not, and brought the topic back on track: "Then when will you bring those people to see me?" This is the key point, and the previous ones are all foreshadowing.

Zhang Jiulin: "...When do you want to do it?"

Wang Shuyan remembered that today was the Mid-Autumn Festival and it was hard to say today, so she said, "Tomorrow, I'll wait for you at home." After saying that, she felt strange.

The smile on Zhang Jiulin's lips grew wider: "Okay."

When they were about to leave Xizhen, Zhang Jiulin stopped the carriage.

The two men's eyes touched and then looked away.

Zhang Jiulin took out a brocade box from his arms and handed it to her.

Wang Shuyan looked at the slender brocade box in his hand and asked, "Is it for Azheng?"

Zhang Jiulin was choked by her again: "What's wrong with Azheng? This... this is for you. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, so it's a good time to give a gift."

After saying this, he felt that the reason was very good, reasonable and auspicious.

Wang Shuyan stretched out his hand and pushed: "No need."

Zhang Jiulin never gave her a chance to refuse. He forced the brocade box into her hands and quickly raised the curtain and jumped out of the carriage, shocking A Yong again.

Wang Shuyan looked at his quick dodge, smiled, and looked down at the brocade box in his hand.

He gently stroked the lines on the brocade cloth with his fingertips. He didn't know what material it was made of. It was simple and elegant.

Opening the brocade cover, there was a bamboo hairpin lying inside. The branches were hooked with plum blossom velvet, which was extremely exquisite and elegant. A round red jade was skillfully inlaid in the middle of the plum blossom, giving it a rich luster.

The quality of the jade is excellent. Judging from the type, it should be red coral. The workmanship is exquisite. At first glance, the hairpin body thought it was made of bamboo, but when I held it in my hand, it felt heavy. It was actually made of bronze.

The body of the hairpin is engraved with five characters in official script: Jiulin presented it to Ayan.

corny!

Wang Shuyan couldn't help but frown, and he couldn't help but smile so brightly that his eyes and teeth were as bright as stars, and the little pear dimple at the corner of his mouth had not been hidden for a long time.

……

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. After dinner, when Zhou Songqing came to pick up Feng Lexing with cakes and fruits, Wang Shuyan enthusiastically stayed for dinner.

Ms. Zhang, who was still sitting in a wheelchair, didn't even have a chance to object. She quickly avoided Zhou Songqing's gaze and said, "It makes Li Zheng laugh."

Zhou Songqing walked up behind her, pushed her towards the dining table, and said in a brisk tone: "Ms. Zhang, what are you talking about? If you don't mind my shamelessness, just come over and enjoy the meal."

Mrs. Zhang looked at his figure sitting and standing with her on the ground, suppressing the panic in her heart and responded: "How could it be? It's all simple food. Don't dislike it."

The corner of Zhou Songqing's mouth raised: "Mrs. Zhang, Songqing feels that as long as it is suitable, you can taste delicious food even with simple meals.

Mrs. Zhang shrank her neck, blushed and remained silent, acting like a turtle.

Zhou Songqing lowered his eyes and looked at her, his smile deepened, and he said nothing more.

Feng Lexing, who had been smiling and heartless all day long, was depressed today, and his mouth was so high that it could be used as a weight.

Ah Zheng, who was setting the dishes and chopsticks, asked in confusion: "What's wrong with you?"

Duosun on the side sighed: "My lady will go back tomorrow."

Thanks to Lalanzhai for the reward; thanks to Su Niangzi, I can still eat without being fat, the best-behaved Zaizai in the whole Yangcheng, Su Zi, Shao Shao, Guaiguaiya, and Jialuohai for the encouraging votes ~ bow and thank you ~ good night ~~
PS: To everyone who likes this book:

I may have been to the human world several times,
I have passed you countless times,

Talent has brought about today's reunion.

My trivial and boring years,

Because of your stampede,

And there was a wisp of smoke.

——Funzi