Mei Xiaoren's hairs stood on end, and she turned her head in a daze, only to see a folding fan resting on her shoulder.

If you take a fan in winter, you are either a ghost or a disease.

Mei Xiaoren glanced back, and sure enough

She relieved the panic in her heart, and the corners of her lips hooked, "I'm sick, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

Jiang Rong took back the folding fan and smiled very politely: "Villain, you make it easy for my son to find." ”

Ye Zhi asked, "Why is Jiang Gongzi here?"

Mei Xiaoren also answered: "Aren't you a noble son in Beijing, and you came to Xuanzhou to do something?"

"Something happened at home, and my son was upset, so he came out to relax." Jiang Rong sighed helplessly, "I'm homeless now, I don't have any followers, and I don't have any friends in the rivers and lakes, so I can only come to seek refuge in you." ”

Mei Xiaoren's smile suddenly stiffened, and he couldn't help frowning, "Young Master Jiang, you have a precious body, how can you commit yourself to my and other small people's homes." ”

"Villain, this son is specially coming to you, I came here before and heard that you were gone, and I was about to leave today, but I met you back, do you know what this is called" Jiang Rong smiled more and more brightly, and replied to himself, "This is called fate"

Mei Xiaoren and Ye Zhi were silent.

On the second day, Mei Xiaoren set off for Xuanzhou, and the number of people traveling with her changed from two to three.

Mei Xiaoren accompanied Aunt Ye to sit in the carriage, and there was a Jiang Rong stuffed in the carriage. Ye Zhi had to give Jiang Gongzi a place and sit outside to accompany the coachman to catch the car.

A wrongdoer is a wrongdoer, not to mention that there is still a wrongdoer, and she can get rid of it if she wants to. People want to follow her with a dead face, she can neither beat nor scold, otherwise as soon as he complains, Lao Li will definitely have trouble with her.

Jiang Rong began to repeat what he had said several times: "Villain, I really treat you as a friend, you just need to treat me as a friend, don't care about my family background, just treat me as a friend" He opened the curtain and pointed to Ye Zhi's back, "Be a friend like him." ”

Mei Xiaoren glanced at him and was silent.

"By the way, I haven't congratulated you on your promotion to the general judgment, so it's okay, so as not to disturb my son's conscience, alas" Jiang Rong sighed.

Mei Xiaoren stared at his chest with interest, raised his eyes to look at him, and squeezed out a smile: "You are sick, you still have a conscience"

Jiang Rong sat up straight, looking ahead, serious: "It was a misunderstanding at the beginning, and besides, I said that I would compensate you and I would definitely compensate you." ”

"How to compensate"

"How about I find a way to let you go to Beijing to be an official, this compensation is sincere" Jiang Rong looked at Mei Xiaoren, and said lightly, "If I don't help, it will be enough for you to be busy, and some officials are busy until they die and have not set foot in Beijing." ”

Mei Xiaoren couldn't help but look at it and was suspicious: "You still have such skills"

Jiang Rong frowned, "I said, I will think of a way." ”

She shook her head, showing no interest.

Mei Xiaoren would not trouble Jiang Ei, if she wanted to reach out for an errand, she would have left with Chu Yu and the scholar, at least the scholar had this ability, and Jiang Rong said it so mysteriously.

For her, it is not a good thing to climb too high all at once, she only has two years of experience accumulated as a county magistrate, and now she doesn't know how to be a good judge, let alone become an official in Beijing.

If she can't eat that bowl of rice, she will lose the face of the person who promoted her, so it is better to sink down and experience it step by step.

After a tiring journey, Aunt Ye coughed lightly against the carriage.

Mei Xiaoren took the water bag and wanted to feed Aunt Ye to drink water, but Aunt Ye insisted on drinking it herself.

Aunt Ye smiled kindly: "The body of the people's women is not angry, how dare you bother the adults to take care of them, the people's women will come by themselves." ”

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It is difficult for the people to pay tribute to the 7 Yan magnetic phlegm eyebrows, and the clothes are also neatly dressed, and I can't help but be curious: "Auntie, you are very particular about the old man, and in the past, he also returned to Jian Siye Sangjun br >

Aunt Ye drank water, stroked her chest and said softly: "The son said that he laughed, if the folk woman had a background, how could she be like this." ”

After the New Year's Festival, the shops in Xuanzhou City opened one after another. Mei Xiaoren still remembered one thing in his heart, as soon as he returned to Xuanzhou, he took the smoky bracelet to the jewelry shop to repair it.

The "Streamer Pavilion" is the best jewelry store in the city, and the contents are notoriously expensive, so the store is crowded all year round, and only a few customers a day frequent.

From the moment he entered the store, Mei Xiaoren's eyes were deeply attracted by the Zhu hairpin Huadian on the counter, it is also reasonable to be expensive, every hairpin here is so beautiful that it is enough to make a woman love it.

She is also a woman, even if she is forced by the situation to pretend to be a man, she still prefers these things in her heart as always.

Mei Xiaoren stood in front of the counter, untied the handkerchief in the tent, revealed the broken bracelet wrapped in it and asked the shopkeeper: "Can this be repaired?"

The shopkeeper took it and took a look, and nodded: "It can be repaired, and the gold inlay will be connected, but I don't know if the son is in a hurry."

"As soon as possible, this is something from Xiao Mansion in the south of the city, and the repaired one will be sent to Xiao Mansion for Miss Yan." Mei Xiaoren paid the silver and continued to linger in the shop, looking at the other jewelry.

There is also a woman in the shop who is choosing a hairpin, and she has a maid. They stood at the counter for a long time, as if they were struggling with which one to buy.

"Shopkeeper, when you go back, remember to inform my wife if there are such good things."

A voice came from the back of the shop. After a while, a maid raised a curtain from inside for her master to pass.

Mei Xiaoren's eyes were still at the curtain, and someone walked out, which made her heart suddenly tighten.

She stepped to the edge of the counter and turned her back to it, but a man was always a little conspicuous here, so she walked to the side and approached the woman who had picked up the pack.

Mei Xiaoren saw that their master and servant were still worried about choosing a hairpin, so she picked up a hairpin she liked and handed it to the woman, "You might as well try this one." ”

The woman seemed to be confused by her actions, and looked at her stunned.

Mei Xiaoren couldn't help but be a little embarrassed, but Xiao Ru had already come out of it, she didn't have time to explain to the woman, so she directly raised her hand and put the hairpin into the woman's bun.

Xiao Ru passed by her, her hand just blocked her face, and Xiao Ru didn't let her look unusual.

In the past, she was not afraid that anyone would recognize her, that was because few people had seen her true appearance, but unfortunately Xiao Ru had seen her, so she had to be just in case.

Xiao Ru left, and Mei Xiaoren was also about to leave, but the girl in front of her was still looking at her, her eyes were as clear as water, and her eyes were a little ignorant.

Mei Xiaoren arched his hand, "Fang is just being abrupt, don't blame the girl." ”

"Out of the way." The woman's voice was small and gentle.

The maid smiled and said, "Miss, this hairpin is so beautiful, I haven't seen the flower slaves on it, it's so fresh." ”

The woman turned her face to look in the mirror, and for a moment she smiled like a flower.

This girl was born as elegant as an orchid, not as delicate as Yan Linglong, nor as noble and noble as Miss Ji, it is a just right kind of golden beauty, and she also has the shyness and reserve of a small jasper.

"Does Miss like it?"

The woman nodded slightly.

Mei Xiaoren immediately put the ingot of silver on the counter and said to the woman: "If the girl likes it, this hairpin should be regarded as an apology to the girl." ”

On the street outside, someone has been standing there and watching for a long time, from Mei Xiaoren picking hairpins for women, wearing hairpins, and then buying hairpins as gifts