Lin'er stood on the side of the carriage, watching coldly as another maidservant, Ah Fu, feeding the horses hay, and when she heard the movement in the carriage, a black wind flashed in her eyes, and she shouted.

"Childe, are you leaving?"

Ten light body didn't move, he was only in a hurry! There was the whistling wind in my ears, and I couldn't hear Lin'er's voice at all.

"Haven't we arrived in Kyoto yet?"

She frowned and shouted behind the Ten Light.

Ten paused lightly, who seemed to be speaking behind him? Forget it, Miss Jiaojiao in the carriage didn't have such a loud voice, so she must not be talking to him.

"It's coming."

Mingyan heard Lin'er's shout, frowned, lifted the curtain, pursed her lips and told her softly.

Lin'er frowned and looked at Mingyan, who had ignored her lightly, which had already embarrassed her in front of the coachman and Ah Fu, and at this moment, the young lady in the carriage bent to look at her with a pair of watery eyes?

In addition, the current Ming and early Qing dynasties don't listen to her like they used to be.

Lin'er was angry and annoyed.

Missed the great opportunity to get on top, and you have to keep looking at that face that is more beautiful than her?

Hehe.

It doesn't matter, she has a next time, that adult, will definitely help her get on the throne.

*

After a day and night of driving, the driver finally arrived in Kyoto early in the morning.

The snow was falling, and the white horse stopped steadily in front of the mighty general's mansion.

Ming's eyes gathered the thin fox fur and stared at the deserted mansion in front of the door.

The General's Mansion, that is, the house where the second uncle of the original owner lives now, was the house of the original owner's father more than ten years ago.

There are a few sentences in the book that more than ten years ago, the original owner's father, Ming Anshu, was a mighty general in Kyoto, who was killed in battle and was judged to be collaborating with the enemy and treason.

At that time, Mrs. Ming also removed him from the family tree and was exempted from the crime of Xulian. Behind his ears, Ming Anfeng also rose step by step, and finally sat on the position of general.

What was the specific situation back then, Mingyan does not know. It's just that she always has some doubts, such as... Ming'an Feng's steady progress.

According to the monarch's usual suspicions, will he reuse the brother of the guilty minister?

And the Ming Anfeng written in the book is upright and protects the short......

Ming's eyes lightly frowned at the beautifully shaped Xianyue eyebrows, and the next moment his thoughts were interrupted.

"Miss, Ah Fu is going to knock on the door."

Ah Fu is a stupid maid, stupid is stupid, but heartfelt.

The grandfather of the original owner saw that she lost her father and mother at a young age, and her simple temperament, and thought that stupid people have stupid blessings, so he let her follow her into Beijing.

She had a bright smile on her cheeks, and her voice was not too loud, crisp and crisp.

As soon as he knocked on the door, a hearty voice came from inside, "Who is coming?" ”

Bright eyes took a few steps up the steps.

"From Jiangnan."

The door opened after she spoke.

The guard opened the door and saluted Mingyan.

Mingyan had already ordered her to go home, and as soon as she came, someone waiting at the door would come to show her the way.

*

"Who's here? The little girl was born delicately, like a flower. ”

She was taken to the old lady's house.

The black plaque hanging in front of the door has several large gold characters written on it, including the poetry pavilion.

Before the person entered the house, he heard this coquettish and smiling voice.

She remembered that this voice was from the original owner's aunt Ming Anrou, who was now widowed, and did not have a son and a half daughter, and she didn't care about secular ethics, and lived with her mother back and forth.

Mingyan had some dealings with her when she was reading a file, and Ming Anrou remarried at that time, how could she have today's scenery?