Chapter Ninety-Five: Brother Swinger

Huang laughed, "If my Li'er has one-third of Wanwan, I will rest assured." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoWhen my in-laws and mother-in-laws arrive, I have to ask them for advice on how to educate my children. ā€

mentioned Shen Bo and Shen Liu, Hua Jingwan's homesickness unfolded.

"Mother! You speak ill of Li'er again, isn't Li'er trying to learn from her sister-in-law? ā€

Gao Li complained, and Huang hurriedly said: "My family Li'er has changed his temperament since he came to Dongyuan, and he has become well-behaved and sensible. ā€

Leng agreed, "Li'er is a lot of good people!" ā€

Zhang played a card, "No one is as smart as Wanwan, she is using the money to win the aunts to do good deeds." ā€

Afraid that Hua Jingwan would think too much, the Leng family patted Zhang's arm lightly, "Take it is also taking it, who made us have bad luck." ā€

Zhang grinned helplessly, "That's the case!" ā€

The scorching sun at noon roasted the earth, and without stopping, a man in a gorgeous dress and a jade belt led a horse slowly came to the south city gate.

His eyes are deep and sharp, his facial features are three-dimensional and resolute, his body is long, and his gestures reveal a natural imperial domineering.

Behind him is a small house, with a sweet and feminine face, red lips and white teeth, and also leading a horse.

"Childe! There is a free tea stall. The little guy was afraid that the master who looked around the new city would not see it, so he shouted.

On the right side of the city gate, there are two tables of eight immortals, and there are several wooden barrels on the side of the table; The barrels were covered with spotless white cloth, and even though the sun was strong, it was still steaming; In front of the table stood a maid and a mother-in-law with a good figure and a beautiful face. With copper kettles in their hands, they were busy pouring tea for those entering the city.

The weather is hot, sweating profusely, there is tea to quench the thirst, and the people who enter and leave the city have to come forward to ask for a bowl of tea to drink regardless of whether they bring a water bag or not.

Not far away, there was a water truck, a sweaty guy was using a rag to wipe the tea stains on the truck, his sweat dripping down the cart, and then soaked into the wood.

Along the way, I didn't expect to see a stall serving free tea here. There's still a bit of a human touch here. The man looked up at the bright sun, wiped the sweat from his face, threw the reins back, and sat down on a bench under the umbrella.

The little maid untied the water bag from his waist and handed it to the maid, and then sat down on the bench. It was so hot that he kept fanning the wind with his hands.

The maid came with a water bag in her busy schedule.

"Childe slow use!"

The man's sharp eyes inadvertently glanced at the jade pendant between the maid's skirts, and his brows jumped, it was a thing in the palace, and it was exclusive to the maids sent to the fiefdom in the palace.

A little farther away, a woman in a white summer shirt slowly walked out, her windless skirt fluttering, and the light satin cloak fluttered up and down, out of the dust, with a cool and simple wind.

A smiling maid in a brocade robe held an oil-paper umbrella for her, and behind her was a magnificent carriage, and the driver of the horse was not as powerful as ordinary people.

"Dong'er! Is there enough tea? ā€

Dong'er hurried to the bucket, lifted the white cloth to look, walked back, and whispered: "Young lady! Be full to the brim. ā€

Hua Jingwan's busy little goose and Fang's raised their hands, and when they turned around, they immediately met the man's scrutinizing gaze.

She was secretly surprised that the man was so handsome, so noble, and so domineering.

With a slight bow, he walked towards the ornate carriage.

The little guy lowered his voice and said, "Childe! Who is this woman? ā€

The corners of the man's mouth slightly outlined a charming smile, and his eyes locked on the gorgeous carriage that was fading away. The splendid carriage took away the only coolness in the world, and he felt the heat.

Shili South Long Street, full of traffic, a scene of national peace and security, national strength and prosperity.

In front of the Xiangsheng rice shop, two ordinary carriages were parked, and several people were busy stacking grain in the carriage boxes. A man in a short brown suit, a capable and steady man, and an old man who looks like a shopkeeper directs the carrying.

Seeing the gorgeous carriage slowly coming, the man and the old man greeted him.

Dong'er helped Hua Jingwan get out of the carriage, and the man arched his hand and said, "Young lady! According to your orders, each cart was filled with three sacks of grain, and now there is only one sack missing. What else do you have to give you an account? ā€

A few days ago, Liu Zong and Huai Ming remembered the account and came to Hongji, everything was the same, and it was announced in public that Huai Ming and Liu Zong were also in charge of the guards, and Huai Ming had been sent to various places to collect the accounts, and Liu Zong and Gao Qi were still in charge of the exterior of the palace.

It has been many days since I returned to the palace, and I have to stand firm, so that people can report my safety, so as not to worry my family, naturally, I will bring some things. Yanagi is the most suitable candidate.

Hua Jingwan glanced at Dong'er, and Dong'er ran back, and when she turned around, she took a small wooden box with exquisite workmanship from the carriage.

Hua Jingwan took it and handed it to Liu Zong, "Liu Zong!" Be careful all the way. Go and come back quickly! ā€

The gold, silver and expensive jewelry in the small wooden box were rewarded by Gao Qing, and she gave them to whoever she liked.

"Don't worry, young lady! The lowly duty must send things to the Shen Mansion. ā€

Hua Jingwan turned to look at the old man, "Wooden shopkeeper, how is the business of the grain store these days?" ā€

The boss of Xiangsheng rice shop is the palace, not only that, but in Daqiao County, as long as there are shops and factories that start with the word "Xiang", they all belong to the palace. On this street, at least one-third of the shops start with the word 'Xiang'.

The old man bowed his hand respectfully, "Thanks to the blessing of the prince and young lady, business has always been good!" ā€

"It's been smooth for the past few years, and I don't know ...... this year," Hua Jingwan chattered softly, and then sighed softly.

As he spoke, the food was loaded.

Liu Zongyi arched his hand, jumped into the carriage, and led the way to the east.

A strong sense of homesickness spread over my heart, until the two carriages were out of sight, Hua Jingwan was sad and turned around, and her heart was suddenly stunned, and the young man in Chinese clothes who had been seen in front of the city gate was walking around.

He shook a folding fan in his hand and looked at her, staring intently.

Whose swinger brother, why do you have such eyes? She is the princess of this big Qiao County! Look again, look again and gouge out your eyes. His complexion was slightly cold, and he lowered his head to hide his discomfort.

Dong'er frowned, stepped forward diagonally, examined the man for a moment, and raised her head, "Who are you?" What are you doing with us? Begging for a beating, yes? ā€

The man was stunned, and then looked at the little guy beside him. It's the first time someone has been rude in front of them like this. But it's really tracked.

The woman's identity left him unsure.

The little girl's pink and white face changed color instantly, and he stepped forward with his teeth and claws, and said to Dong'er: "You girl, why do you want to beat people at every turn, see if this master doesn't teach you a lesson!" The words didn't fall, and a punch hit Dong'er's face.

Why did you start fighting? Hua Jingwan blurted out, "Dong'er be careful! ā€

In order to protect Hua Jingwan, Dong'er has been practicing diligently for a long time, and her body reaction strength is better than before. The girl was not in a hurry, moved to the side, sensitively dodged the little guy's punch, and then turned around with a good look, stretched out her legs and mixed with the little guy.

"Good!" In the crowd, I don't know who let out a cheer.

The little guy also fell down, jumped up in a thrilling way, and avoided the winter mix. (To be continued.) )