Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Begging Festival
Lin Yuniang pinched the things that were stuffed in her hands, put down the bag of silver prepared in advance, and quietly left Lan Fengju.
The next morning, before dawn, Lin Yuniang got up early, deliberately dressed up, and wandered around the Zhang family's mansion before humming a little song out of the Zhang family's gate.
Seeing that she had nothing to do and got up early, Zhang Yelin was puzzled for a while, and finally lay on the bed tossing and turning, thinking something wrong, so he simply went out.
Early in the morning, there were a lot of people on the streets, shouting and shouting, and the streets were occupied by hawkers on both sides.
"Boss, bring me a bowl of noodles." Walk up to a noodle stall and sit down.
"Okay!"
After eating noodles, she wandered around the street alone, and when she saw the pharmacy owned by the Zhang family, she stopped and went in to have a look.
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"What? Now that girl and the guy who looks like she is going out one after the other? Listening to the report of the subordinates, Zitong fell into deep thought, what are these two sluts doing?
"Madam, the little ones have already sent people to follow, you see?"
"You go down first and keep an eye on me, don't lose people to me." Zitong waved his hand.
The flowers and branches dressed up early in the morning showed the door, except for going out to meet the lover, she really couldn't think of any other purpose for this girl.
Lin Yuniang, who had been wandering on the street for a long time, walked into an inn at this time, entered a side room, and did not come out of the side room and return to Zhang's house until the point where dinner was in the afternoon.
And Aunt Hui also returned to Zhang's house at that time, and the two happened to meet, and after saying hello, they went back to their own yards.
After returning to Jinle Xuan, Lin Yuniang unfolded the note that Aunt Hui quietly stuffed her, and there were only two words on it.
"What are you looking at?" After dressing up in disguise, Zhang Yelin, who had secretly followed Lin Yuniang all day, quickly snatched the note in her hand: "Three days? What three days? ”
Her behavior these days was so strange that it had to make him suspicious.
Three days?
Isn't it the annual begging festival in three days?
Lin Yuniang reached out and snatched the note away and tore it to pieces: "It's nothing." ”
Zhang Yelin suddenly approached her: "You are my wife, don't betray me." ”
Lin Yuniang pushed him away: "You can rest assured of this, not only will I not betray you, but I will help you, and you don't need to guess my purpose, because I have always been the only one behind me." ”
"I hope you remember what you're saying now."
"Of course."
In the past three days, Lin Yuniang still got up early every day, visited the major medicinal herb shops of the Zhang family, and stayed in the herbal medicine shop to read the medical books by the way, and deliberately paid attention to the shopkeeper in the shop, and found that most of the shopkeepers inside were probably people placed in Zitong.
But what if you knew?
Neither Zitong nor the old lady would let her touch these people.
However, no matter whether these people are honest or sincere, she is the big treasurer, and it shouldn't be too much to gather them for a meeting when she has time!
Lin Yuniang is not the only one in the Zhang family who goes out early and returns late every day, but Aunt Hui is also like her, going out every day, but she returns home soon after buying things on the street.
On the afternoon of the begging festival, the streets gradually became lively, and several of the top brothels in Liaocheng spent a lot of money to make floats full of flowers, and the oirans of the major brothels sat in the floats.
Ordinary people usually want to see an Oiran for a lot of money, but today they can feast their eyes for free.
Whether it was a young talent, a peddler or a pawn, they all stood on both sides of the road in careful dress, hoping that the Oiran would fall in love with them.
Not only are the brothels endless, but even some young ladies with words in the boudoir will choose to throw hydrangeas and choose a husband on this day.
Lin Yuniang, who was dressed as a young man, went out in the afternoon this day, walked on the street, and couldn't stand the heat, so she casually found a restaurant, found a location with a wide field of vision, asked for a pot of tea, and drank it slowly.
"Fuck off, here's where you can sit? I don't look at my own identity. ”
Lin Yuniang turned her head and looked at the comer.
"Yo, who should I be, it turned out to be our Lin Da shopkeeper."
"Huh, Lin Da shopkeeper? It's just a pug who can only flatter. ”
"Brother Yan, she is the young lady of the Zhang family, and the position of a big shopkeeper may not be worthy of it."
"Sister Ying, you are really joking, who doesn't know that her cousin is a fool, she is married to a fool, and she still wants to be a young lady, dreaming, only Sister Ying, you are the upright heir of the Zhang family."
The corners of Lin Yuniang's mouth rose slightly, and she looked at the performance of a pair of cousins and brothers in front of her very calmly.
"What about you, dumb?" Zhang Biying remembered that Lin Yuniang snatched away her position as a big shopkeeper at her fingertips, and her teeth itched with hatred.
Lin Yuniang just smiled: "What's the matter with the second miss?" ”
According to her previous nature, no matter what, she would beat up the person who made her unhappy first, but now, she can't be impulsive.
"Sister Ying, after this dead girl became a big shopkeeper, she clearly didn't take you seriously." Ke Yan fanned the flames next to Zhang Biying.
Zhang Biying's anger was ignited by Ke Yan, she has always been the pearl in the palm of the Zhang family, who saw her and didn't nod and slap her?
Since when did even a wild girl from the countryside dare to despise her so much?
Lin Yuniang looked at Zhang Biying, who was not angry but still didn't do anything with her, and couldn't help but be a little surprised in her heart.
According to the arrogant temper of this eldest lady on weekdays, shouldn't she be angry and shouting and killing on the spot?
"Second Miss, the shopkeeper of the dyeing workshop is here."
Listening to the reminder of her subordinates, Zhang Biying restrained her anger, ostentatiously put a few contracts on the table in front of Lin Yuniang, and pointed to the contracts very proudly.
"See, Miss Ben wants to talk to people about business now, so she won't meet you like a lowly pug first."
She has been begging her mother, hoping to take care of the business of the textile workshop, but her mother thinks that she is too young to understand the business matters, so she did not agree.
Lin Yuniang glanced at a few conspicuous numbers on the contract, lowered her eyelids and said nothing.
Zhang Biying only thought that she was envious of herself, but she didn't show it and didn't make a sound, so she took her follower into the room booked by the shopkeeper Li in a good mood.
Qing Shui was inside, and after Zitong heard the report of his subordinates again, he smiled strangely.
"Let's go, let's go and ask the old lady to see the show today."
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There is a Chenghuang temple in the western suburbs of Liaocheng, because it is in disrepair all the year round and the road is rugged and difficult to walk, so few people go to worship the Buddha on incense, and in recent years, it has decayed into a broken temple.
Aunt Hui hiked up the mountain with her baggage, and when she finally arrived at the gate of the City God Temple, she stopped.
"Huijun, are you here?" A tall middle-aged man walked out of the dilapidated City God Temple.
Aunt Hui's face rarely showed the shyness of her daughter's family: "Zhongxian." ”
Xu Zhongxian stepped forward and grabbed Aunt Hui's hand, unable to hide his excitement: "Huijun, are you really willing to leave everything with me?" Until now, he couldn't believe it was all true.