"A chicken in the left hand, a duck in the right hand, and a fat doll on his back......"

Fu Bao, who was sitting on the kang, heard what his father said, and the whole person was not good.

The lyrics, she knows.

It is a very popular and quite festive song in the past 80 years.

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But here, there is a country called "Tang" in an unknown time and space.

"Could it be that my grandmother, who died young, is a senior?"

"The dog seller, the forehead is a god!"

"Do you want to be so amazing?"

Fubao is really not calm, there is no way to be calm.

Doesn't it mean that the traversers are all children of luck?

But why did her grandmother end up like that? The most tragic thing is that her grandmother married such an irresponsible man!

After coming to this plane for so long, Fu Bao became interested in someone for the first time.

Even if it was the saltpeter ice that her third brother made before, Fu Bao didn't think it was too amazing. After all, this method was discovered by alchemists a long time ago, but it was not used in this regard.

But now, these two lyrics of her father made Fu Bao full of interest in her grandmother, who died young.

It's a pity that her grandmother's things have been taken back by the Zhao family many years ago.

I don't know if it's possible for me to get my grandmother's old things, maybe I can find any clues.

When Fu Bao was carried into the carriage by Mrs. Xu, he was still thinking about it in his head.

Perhaps, when she meets this little uncle who has been cursed by her once, she will know some answers.

Thinking of this, Fu Bao decided to wait a while to cheer up and observe carefully.

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The carriage babbled and left Lingshui Village and headed for the town of Three Rivers.

At this time, the town of Three Rivers is quite lively.

In this era, although transportation depends on walking, communication depends on roaring, but the transmission of certain messages is really not slow.

For example, the fact that Zhao Bingzhi was canonized as a rich marquis by Emperor Yongping has long been spread.

Not long after the decree was read out, someone came to the door to ask to see Zhao Bingzhi, a newly baked rich and noble marquis.

The people who came to the door included those who followed them all the way from the capital, as well as officials from Xiangyi Prefecture and local clans.

If someone else was made a marquis, it might not cause such a big sensation, but it was the second master of the Zhao family, the Zhao family in the capital, and the Zhao family who was rich enough to rival the country.

And Zhao Bingzhi, this second master Zhao is famous for having a bit of gold.

According to unreliable gossip, Emperor Yongping intended to let Zhao Bingzhi serve as the secretary of the household department.

No one knows where this gossip came from?

However, today's Hubu Shangshu is already old, and he has twice resigned from the beggar bones, but he was left by Emperor Yongping.

At this juncture, Zhao Bingzhi has become a rich and noble marquis, how can people not think about it?

"Master, everyone outside is waiting, do you want to see it?"

Zhao Rui is not happy at all now. He knew that his master had made this marquis and had all these troubles, so he didn't want to rush back in such a hurry.

"Is my eldest nephew here?"

Zhao Bingzhi casually flipped through the greeting stickers that Zhao Rui brought in, and threw them aside casually.

"I didn't see it!"

Zhao Rui replied angrily.

Although he had received a lot of small gifts outside just now, he was still in a bad mood.

"Yo, this is a long temper!"

Zhao Bingzhi looked at Zhao Rui with a smile, feeling that this little apprentice was floating.

"Master, you don't know how annoying those people are!"

"It's like a swarm of flies, buzzing...... The best part is, look, look! ”

Zhao Rui took out a bunch of small gifts from his sleeve.

What a small silver fruit, a small golden bean, and some people stuffed silver tickets in a grand manner, but the denomination was only five taels of silver, uh, and some people stuffed a purse, oh, there is a pearl in it, and it is not a first-class product.

"Isn't that good?"

Zhao Bingzhi smiled maliciously.

"In the past, didn't you often say that you were too bad a steward, and no one gave you gifts!"

"Look, how much gift did you receive this time?"

"Master, you're enough!"

Zhao Ruizhi rolled his eyes, "Disciple, I'm the steward of Fuguihou's side, am I the one who is poor in money?" ”

"And what are you missing?"

"Poor ......"

Zhao Rui directly interfaced, and then dumbfounded, what is the difference? He's nothing bad!

"Alright, don't make a fuss about yourself, go out and keep watch, and if my eldest nephew comes, bring them in. As for the rest, whoever sent them, send them away. ”

As a rich marquis, he is destined to have nothing to do with nobles or local wealthy families.

Why did the emperor give himself the title of a rich marquis so generously, didn't he take a fancy to his "no queen"?

If the title of the Tang Dynasty is not specifically indicated as hereditary replacement when it is conferred, then all titles are downgraded and inherited.

Therefore, the imperial court often promotes meritorious people from low to high ranks, and it is very difficult to be promoted. After all, if you want to seal your wife and son, how can it be so easy without paying twelve points of hard work?

But he, Zhao Bingzhi, just offered a sum of silver, although the amount of silver is indeed a bit huge.

A rich and noble marquis!

Datang's titles are never cheap.

It's not cheap, and it's not something that can be measured simply in terms of gold and silver.

But now, he Zhao Bingjiong, this unique taste, is purely exchanged for gold and silver.

It's unfair.

Zhao Rui saw that his master's expression was a little wrong, so he didn't squeak again, but bowed and withdrew.

Of course, Zhao Bingzhi didn't see those people, and Zhao Rui still had to euphemistically say that Hou Ye would not see guests today, and let these people go back first.

When Old Man Xu came to the town with Boss Xu, Mrs. Xu and Fu Bao, the carriage arrived outside the Zhao Inn, he saw a group of people coming out of the inn.

Zhao Ruizheng sent these people out with a smile, and when he raised his eyes to see Boss Xu and Old Man Xu who were driving the carriage over, the smile on his face became even bigger.

The next moment, Zhao Rui left behind the group of people who were still being greeted by him just now and greeted Old Man Xu.

"I've seen Xiao Yilang, my marquis is waiting for you!"

"Steward Lao Zhao is leading the way!"

Old Man Xu was expressionless.

When he came to see Zhao Bingzhi, the little uncle, he was very reluctant in his heart.

But who would have thought that his little uncle would actually get the title of a rich marquis on his body?

When Mrs. Xu got out of the carriage with Fubao in her arms, Boss Xu walked to the back of the carriage and was busy, and there were already two more chickens and two ducks in her hands.

Such a scene fell in the eyes of the group of people who were refused to meet by Zhao Bingzhi next to them, and they were all infinitely confused.

What kind of sermon is this?

Do you want to come to see the rich and noble marquis, and you have to bring this kind of local product?