"Mrs. Zhao has a heart, our cultivators are the same everywhere." Miaoyin said kindly.

Mrs. Zhao immediately showed a sincere smile, this Miaoyin lady is good hospitality, and she doesn't know how much less than the county lord of Huayang.

This time I heard that the lord in order to invite Miaoyin Lady to come to attend the temple fair, but also to go to a lot of silver taels, she also felt that the cultivators were just like this, or could not avoid being confused by gold and silver vulgar things, but who knows, the other party to ask for silver taels is just to donate to the poor people, after knowing this, she decisively changed her opinion of Miaoyin Niangzi, and felt ashamed in her heart.

"We know that the lady's practice needs to meditate, but you also need a comfortable environment, this temple fair, our master wants me to entertain you, and you must feel at home." Mrs. Zhao said in a kind manner.

Hearing this, Miaoyin Niangzi also smiled, and her ordinary face was stunned by the temperament of her body that was raised by several grades, making people feel like a spring breeze.

"Mrs. Zhao go get busy first, I have nothing to do here, Lord Huayang still needs you to take care of it, I didn't expect to go with him this time, it happened suddenly, and Miaoyin has no way to excuse it." Miaoyin Niangzi's words not only clarified herself but also explained the reason, which made people feel good.

"The county lord is a daughter, if ordinary people come, we will receive it normally, but the county lord of Huayang is the lifeblood of the old prince, son, if something happens, my lord and I will definitely not be able to afford it!" Mrs. Zhao pretended to wipe her tears.

It was already some distance away from the courtyard of the Huayang County Lord, and Mrs. Zhao could also speak openly.

Although Miaoyin's rhetoric is also acceptable, Mrs. Zhao has to think about her family, if something really happens, not to mention that Zhao County's head is difficult to protect the black gauze hat on his head, even the lives of their family may be lost because of this.

"Mrs. Zhao's worries are indeed understandable, but I think that although the county lord of Huayang has a different personality, he is still a good person, as long as everyone protects them properly, he will definitely not cause any big trouble." Miaoyin Lady comforted.

These words are high-sounding, but they are useless, and Mrs. Zhao naturally knows that she must protect the personal safety of the county lord of Huayang, after all, this is the really important matter.

But once it is implemented, it is difficult to be thorough, which is also the most worrying thing for the entire Zhao family

After chatting a few more words, Mrs. Zhao took Zhao Zhenzhu to send Miaoyin Niangzi to the accommodation arranged for her, and the environment was really quiet and suitable for meditation and cultivation.

After a few words of thanks, the mother and daughter left the place and returned to their compound.

Along the way, Mrs. Zhao couldn't help but praise her daughter and said, "Don't be sad, the county lord of Huayang is just a royal name, but you see that her behavior has a bit of royal demeanor, and the teacher who teaches her etiquette doesn't know where it jumped out?" ”

Mrs. Zhao has also entered the palace to celebrate the birthday of the Queen Mother, she knows very well what the real palace etiquette looks like, that the lord of Huayang thinks that Suizhou is remote, they have not seen the world, and they use their own wrong etiquette to pick on their daughter's thorns, which is really vexatious!

Thinking of this, Mrs. Zhao was already angry.

Zhao Zhenzhu saw her mother like this, and couldn't help but smile and said, "Mother, I'm not angry, what are you anxious about, it's not worth it to be angry with yourself for her!" ”

"What my son said is, Ke Wei Niang just can't get used to others saying about you, why should I be pointed at as such an excellent daughter!" Mrs. Zhao held Zhao Zhenzhu's hands with an angry face.

"Mother, don't be angry, then the county lord of Huayang will leave after this temple fair, let's hold on for a few more days." Zhao Zhenzhu said.

Mrs. Zhao nodded, "Now we can only wait, and the meaning of the lady who just heard Miaoyin is the same, even she has no choice, and we can't help it." ”

At this time, the county lord of Huayang was also sulking in the house, she had just seen Zhao Zhenzhu's appearance, it was really as beautiful as those women said, and it was overwhelming, and she couldn't forget it at a glance.

Lord Huayang frowned, walking back and forth in the room, sometimes looking at himself in the mirror, but becoming more and more anxious.

"Ahh She angrily waved away the teacups and other objects on the table, and the crisp sound of the items falling to the ground attracted the attention of the servants of the Zhao family who were waiting outside.

"County Lord, what's wrong?" The maid of the Zhao family asked.

"It's nothing, I accidentally got the teacup on the ground, it's okay, it's okay!" Jingwen hurriedly replied.

She quickly cleaned up the debris on the ground, and her movements were very skillful, as if this kind of thing had happened countless times, and she was already familiar with it.

Hearing Jingwen's answer, the female voice waiting outside the house hurriedly said, "That's good, Sister Jingwen, if there is anything you need to do, just call me." ”

"Don't worry, I'll look for you if there's something, the county lord has just arrived, and I still need to serve you closely, so my sister will guard outside first!" Jingwen replied.

The maid at the door should claim yes and then not come in again.

Jingwen breathed a sigh of relief, although the lord of Huayang County had a brutal temperament, she didn't want to be known by the lord's family just after she came, so no one was willing to entertain them anymore.

Curator Jin has the identity of the county lord, and he is a guest everywhere, but the sincere hospitality and perfunctory hospitality are still different, and their feelings are also different.

"County Lord, you are angry, did Jingwen do something to anger you?" Jingwen knelt on the ground, raised her head, and looked at Lord Huayang with a pair of teary eyes.

The county lord of Huayang was even more depressed when he saw her like this, but this was the only maid she brought out, and if she was taken away, there would be no one to take care of her daily life.

Putting down the impatience in his heart, the county lord of Huayang said, "What do you say Zhao Jizhu looks like?" ”

"The county lord is talking about Mrs. Zhao's son, the woman in yellow who just stood behind him?"

Zhao Zhenzhu is wearing a goose yellow shirt today, looking like a flower fairy.

"Hmm......" Jingwen didn't think much about it, but replied directly, "According to the slave, the girl saw that Zhao Jizhu is beautiful, but her temperament is far inferior to yours. ”

"Oh? Are you telling the truth? The county lord of Huayang had a stern tone in his voice.

She knows her appearance, she is beautiful but not amazing, to put it bluntly, she is just an ordinary beauty, and it is difficult to make people shine.

Hearing Jingwen's reply, the county lord of Huayang was immediately relieved, and she immediately asked, "Then tell me what is the difference between the temperaments of the two of us, and why is her temperament inferior to mine?" ”

Jingwen couldn't help but scold herself in her heart, why did she say those words, now it's okay, a lie needs to be fulfilled with countless lies.