Looking at the closed window, Zhao Qingmiao's expression became subtle: I knew that Cai Wenjing and Wang Yan had never had children, could it be that the relationship between husband and wife was not as harmonious as it seemed to outsiders, so that Wang Yan had to watch Cai Wenjing all the time?

Parents have a headache if they are short. Thinking of this, Zhao Qingmiao shook his head lightly: When this deal is completed, he has to have less contact with Cai Wenjing, so as not to have any misunderstandings in the future.

Shen Xiao took a step on his long legs and walked out of the shop, his bright eyes slightly missed Zhao Qingmiao, and he glanced at the left and right seemingly casually.

Yo, the man who sells sugar gourds has his black eyes rolling and looks at him from time to time. Ignoring the few children at his feet, he shouted to ask him to buy sugar gourds to eat. There was also a seller of water-milled tofu, and someone standing in front of him asked him to cut one or two, and when he saw Shen Xiao come out, he actually cut a large piece of it. The visitor reminded him that it was wrong, and he also urged people to take it away quickly and stop talking nonsense.

- Doing business like this, if you want to say that this is not the eyeliner arranged by Gu Xiaoyu, he doesn't believe it.

Just stare at it. He is not in a hurry, since he has made an agreement with Yao Shi, he just waits for Xiao Yu to send a message back, once Guo Bu leaves the city, he will definitely attract the vigilance of the people behind the scenes, and he is afraid that Yongcheng will not be able to maintain such peace soon.

Thinking so, his gaze slowly moved back to Zhao Qingmiao. The thought that it might affect her made me feel uneasy.

Shen Xiao eased his nerves, his sharp eyes softened, and he opened his clear voice to call out: "Miss." ”

Zhao Qingmiao turned his head to look at him, and nodded indifferently if he didn't care about anything. Thinking about the implementation of the purchase of rice paper, he beckoned Chang Xi to prepare the sedan chair first.

"Excuse me, is it Miss Zhao Er?"

coldly, the voice of a stranger was ushered in on the other end.

Zhao Qingmiao turned around to look. A young man dressed as a servant looked at her with a hint of uncertainty in his eyes.

"It's me. I don't know if you are? ”

The man immediately smiled, and respectfully took out a Zhu Danhong bag from his arms and handed it over.

"The small one was entrusted by Mr. Ji to return the special thing to its original owner."

Zhao Qingmiao's eyes were a little dazed: Mr. Ji? Who?

The servant didn't think of her appearance when he saw her, so he had to bow down and remind: "My husband's name is Ji Yunli, and he said that he had met Miss." ”

Shen Xiao followed the tip of his ear, his eyes narrowed sharply, and he felt a little concerned about it.

Zhao Qingmiao suddenly came to her senses, it turned out to be that Ji Yunli. Thinking that Zhao Yanjiu did say that the supervision case came to Yongcheng last night, she was not too relieved.

However, I met on Qingchuan Island, why did I come to the door?

Thinking about it, she opened the bag first and looked at it, and was a little stunned: it was actually the double-patterned jade pendant she used to bribe the bandits.

Zhao Qingmiao's face was surprised, and he took out the jade pendant and held it in his palm, only to feel cold and delicate, and the lines were clear and translucent, without the slightest damage at all.

Her eyebrows moved slightly, her drooping eyes flickered, and then she raised her eyes and asked, "Your Mr. Ji, how do you know that this thing is mine?" ”

The servant smiled and explained: "When the messenger counted the physical evidence, one of the bandits confessed by himself. Since the object was delivered to Miss Zhao, the little one had to go back to his life, so he took his leave. ”

After he left, Zhao Qingmiao stood there holding the jade pendant, thought about it, put it back in the bag, and received it in his pocket. Shen Xiao pursed his lips, his eyes sank and he didn't speak.

- The people around Bai Zhou are interesting.

At this time, Chang Xi came over with a sedan chair driver.

Before getting on the sedan chair, Shen Xiao deliberately stretched out his arm to lift the curtain for her.

Zhao Qingmiao lowered his head and sat in the sedan chair, his eyes swept over, he was still the handsome young man with slender finger bones and green muscles.

The curtain slid down, and the light dimmed a little.

After getting up the sedan car, I kept walking to Confucius Lane in the west of the city.

Zhao Qingmiao is going to find the owner of the paper mill is a native of Huizhou, and the family has moved to Luoyang before he began to re-engage in the old business, making the paper thin but not brittle, delicate and smooth, although the business is small, but fortunately, it never makes a random price, which is much more sincere than the paper mill in Luoyang that sees people offering. The paper he sells to ordinary guests is made by Shengxuan, unless the dignitaries ask for it, so he gives the cooked Xuan paper with alum water.

Crossing the arch bridge, the water is murmuring. This is the time when the market is lively. Because it was so cold in autumn, there were so many little women huddled in the shop of cloth and embroidered shoes, giggling and their cheeks crimson.

In less than a cup of tea, the sedan chair stopped in front of a white-walled and gray-tiled house.

Zhao Qingmiao walked down from the sedan chair, often happy and clever, and went to buckle the lacquered door knocker first.

I knocked three times before I heard someone hurrying to the door on the partition wall.

The door opened, "Who?" A middle-aged man with sleeves pulled up his elbows and a long shirt tucked into the waistband of his trousers, thick eyebrows and small eyes, and the corners of his forehead were full of sweat, looking at Changxi impatiently.

Zhao Qingmiao hurriedly went up the steps and called: "Boss Chen, business is booming." ”

When Boss Chen saw that he was an acquaintance, he immediately showed kindness. "Miss Zhao Er, distinguished guest."

He turned sideways and raised his hand to lead, and let Zhao Qingmiao and the others enter the house.

After Zhao Qingmiao finished speaking, Boss Chen naturally had no reason not to agree. "It's a coincidence that you're here, I just made a batch of rice paper a few days ago."

After speaking, he happily led them to the warehouse, and drew a paper pattern for her to inspect the goods a priori.

Zhao Qingmiao took the rice paper and flattened it on the bookcase, and the silk texture was already delicate when he touched it, and the thickness was even, and there was a slight resistance. Shake it gently, soft and not brittle.

She was very satisfied in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face, but she still smiled faintly and said: "Boss Chen, Ming people don't say dark words, you have to make a real price." ”

"Alright, according to the old rules. I'll send you ten more pieces of Chengxintang's paper, which is interesting enough to be a regular customer, right? ”

Boss Chen did not procrastinate, and responded cheerfully.

Shen Xiao was a little surprised when he heard this: this person is really generous in business, and how many children of official families in Beijing use Chengxintang's paper, which is not expensive.

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When Zhao Qingmiao was talking about business, Zhao Yanjiu was still in the academy superintendent.

There is one day less than the start of the autumn examination, and the adults who supervise the case have come to Yongcheng, and this year's examination room will definitely be more martial law. The students forgot to sleep and eat, and they didn't dare to relax even if they were a college officer.

Zhao Yanjiu is deeply aware of the powerful relationship in this, so he doesn't want to repeat the setbacks he encounters on others.

At the end of a class, Zhao Yanjiu moved to the study, and Chang Huan knocked on the door and came in.

"Childe." He came close to him, but he wanted to speak and stopped, his thick lips opened and closed, and Zhao Yanjiu raised his eyebrows when he saw it, which was very unhappy.

"If you have something to say, let it go."

"A maid from Fengyue Building came to the door to spread the word, saying that it was - that it was a showdown between Miss Yige and the old bustard this morning. He spent five hundred taels to redeem himself, and then left the building. At this hour, the people were going to the docks to board the ship, apparently intending to leave Yongcheng. ”

After Chang Huan finished speaking, he lowered his eyes and looked at Zhao Yanjiu, and said in his heart, you can do it.

Zhao Yanjiu's fingers twisted the corner of the book: How can you listen to this awkward tone.

Admittedly, he felt a sense of relief.