The night is getting deeper, and the wind is cold and dewy.

Yao Yuran, Ye Junjun, and Chu Xiao returned to the yamen, and when Yao Yuran walked to the door of the room and was about to push the door in, the door suddenly opened.

Zhao Hengzhi stood in front of her, looking at her in surprise with a pair of deep eyes, puzzled: "Lady, where have you been?" ”

Zhao Hengzhi still has something to say, that is, why didn't he bring him?

Yao Yuran pulled the corners of his mouth and sneered: "I just went to the thatched house." She didn't want him to know that she was going to Xiaoxiang Pavilion, afraid that he would stand on Meng Yanqi's side.

"You need to dress like this in a thatched house...... Coquettish? Zhao Hengzhi fell on her, she wore a pink tulle skirt, wearing a white emerald water thin smoke veil, and a plain belt around her waist, a slender waist that could be held, outlining a charming and delicate waist.

Zhao Hengzhi looked at her with questioning eyes, and his eyes revealed distrust. Yao Yuran knew that he couldn't hide it from him, so he showed a warm smile.

Her eyes flashed with glittering light, and she said delicately: "Husband, the thing is sauce purple drops!" Yao Yuran told Zhao Hengzhi about her going to Xiaoxiang Pavilion with Ye Junjun and Chu Xiao.

Zhao Hengzhi's face was stunned when he heard this, Yao Yuran was really powerful, this time it would make Meng Yanqi and them suffer, and it would definitely leave an indelible shadow on their weak hearts.

"Husband, I think after this time, they shouldn't dare to set foot in Xiaoxiang Pavilion again, it's just that they will go to other restaurants to eat and drink, and this has to be thought of separately." Yao Yuran said, yawning, and it was time for her to sleep.

"Lady, why do I feel a little guilty...... I didn't entertain them much when they came to Micheng, but now, I'm on your side...... I want to drive them out of Micheng......" Zhao Hengzhi twisted his eyebrows and said, he still remembered the old relationship between them, and he didn't want to do too much to them.

Yao Yuran patted Zhao Hengzhi on the shoulder and said, "You also feel guilty, you forgot that the accounts of their eating, drinking and entertainment are all recorded on your head, and they don't necessarily talk much about morality to you." ”

After she said this, she walked to the room, took off her lotus shoes, and climbed onto the bed.

Zhao Hengzhi also went to bed silently, lying on Yao Yuran's side, he didn't think much about it, and closed his eyes and fell asleep.

After two days like this, in these two days, Yao Yuran only cared about studying the matter of making money, and she planned to plan a piece of land in the vacant land south of the yamen to be used as a night market, like the Shilin Night Market in Taipei, with all kinds of snacks and various handicrafts.

The reason why she has such an idea is because the land of Micheng, at night, is quietly like an empty city, except for those few green buildings and restaurants, there is no place to go. Those high-end places ordinary people can't afford to consume at all. If there is a night market, not only the rich and the big men can go, but even the ordinary people can go.

When the time comes, she will set up a stall and sell honey syrup, milk tea or something, in modern times, it is equivalent to running a milk tea shop, and making a fortune is not a dream!

Yao Yuran told Chu Xiao about this idea, and Chu Xiao was an authentic businessman who had eaten more salt than she had ever eaten rice.

And she also needs Chu Xiao to help her, so that Chu Xiao can recruit some businessmen for her, so that when there are many stalls in the night market, it will become lively, which can naturally attract people to spend here, and over time, the night market will become a kind of consumption place in Micheng.

"Well, it's not impossible to hold a night market in Micheng, Mrs. Zhao, you have a good idea." Chu Xiao raised his hands and feet in agreement.

Although Chu Xiao opened Tingzhulou and Tianxialou, his business was not stable, if there was a channel where there could be a stable amount of funds coming in, then he would be more relaxed.

Yao Yuran and Chu Xiao, two people who regard wealth as their fate, hit it off and started it non-stop. Chu Xiao had already met a lot of businessmen, and he asked his subordinates downstairs to send them to deliver news, and immediately gathered many businessmen.

At the Five Treasures Inn.

Meng Yanqi, Fang Hongwei and others all restrained their arrogance and hid in the Wubao Inn after experiencing the incident in Xiaoxiang Pavilion. Just because they heard that the people of the Great Heng Kingdom were all jealous and hateful, and their bodies were strong, and once they offended them, they would have no good fruit to eat, and they would be caught and soaked in pig cages, or thrown into the wilderness, and lived a savage life of gnawing tree roots and eating wild vegetables.

But on this day, Fang Hongwei recalled everything about that day, and the voice of the woman who gave him massage sounded like Yao Yuran's voice.

At the dinner table, Fang Hongwei told Meng Yanqi and Yu Langyan what he had guessed in his heart, and he said with a solemn face: "How do I think what we experienced in Xiaoxiang Pavilion that night is a little strange. I vaguely feel that the woman who gave me massage is a bit like Yao Yuran, the tigress in Zhao Hengzhi's house!"

"When you say that, I also feel that the person who beat me is like Ye Junjun, the daughter of General Ye who was crazy about Zhao Hengzhi before!" Meng Yanqi's eyes lit up, and he also agreed.

Yu Langyan also carefully recalled the scene of An Yiye, and he also felt that this matter did not seem to be so simple.

He shook the paper fan, and said with a slight frown: "Well, when you say that, according to my intuition, the person who gave me a violent beating looks like a man, because that person's hand is a little different from a woman's hand, and even his right hand has a callouse, which should be caused by holding a sword all year round."

Yu Langyan likes to flirt with women from good families the most, and he has touched a lot of women's tender hands, but none of them are as rough as that man.

"Oops, it looks like we've been tricked! It's not good that Yao Yuran took Ye Junjun and any of the officials in the yamen to deliberately set up a bureau in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion to mess with us! Fang Hongwei slapped the table suddenly.

The table shook a few times, spilling a few drops of tea. And Meng Yanqi and Yu Langyan also glanced at each other, and found that it was very likely that Yao Yuran was making trouble behind the scenes.

And Zhao Hengzhi did not participate, it is very likely that Zhao Hengzhi is concerned about their old feelings. But even so, Yao Yuran still formed a bond with a few of them.

"In my opinion, we can't let Yao Yuran, that female streamer, step on our heads, she dares to tease us, and we can't be too cheap for her!" Fang Hong said angrily, he had never been humiliated like this in his life, and he was beaten by a woman to the point of urine.

"Yes, we have to show the momentum of the four beautiful men in the capital and kill her sharpness!" Meng Yanqi proposed. The four beautiful men in Meng Yanqi's mouth were just evaluated by the four of them themselves, and no one in the capital cared about this kind of exaggerated name.

Yu Langyan put away the paper fan and squinted at him, "Do you have any good ideas?" "Things have been forced to this point by Yao Yuran, and they are not willing to be bullied by Yao Yuran like this.

"We haven't thought about it yet, but we can sit down and think about it...... Inhale, exhale, and ventilate...... In a realm of self-forgetfulness, there can only be one good way to think of it. Meng Yanqi said in a low voice.

"Hey, I thought you were smarter!" Yu Langyan said disdainfully.

On this side, he was anxious, worried about how to take revenge on Yao Yuran, and on the other side, Yao Yuran and Chu Xiao were intensively planning the Micheng Night Market.

In less than two days, the Micheng Night Market was in full swing.

The opening date was chosen on the eighth day of the eighth lunar month. This day is very auspicious when you hear it, symbolizing fafafa, implying that business is prosperous and wealth is rolling in.

On the eighth day of the eighth month of August, night falls, and the moon and stars are scarce.

The vacant land south of the yamen has changed from the bleak and desolate of the past, and the candles have lit up here, and there are all kinds of food stalls and stalls selling handicrafts, and some uncles and aunts have also sold the vegetables grown at home.

Yao Yuran also deliberately held an opening ceremony for the dragon and lion dance, and Zhao Hengzhi, the lord of a city, that is, the county commander of Micheng, was responsible for giving the lion dance the finishing touch.

"Lady, why do you put me in charge of putting the finishing touches?" Zhao Hengzhi faced the two living lions, and his heart beat a drum. He was worried that if he didn't draw well with his hands shaking, he would attract laughter from everyone.

And the crowd of onlookers, black and suppressed, there are at least hundreds of people. The reason why so many people came here was because Yao Yuran and Chu Xiao had done enough publicity for the night market in Micheng two days in advance, and they asked the yamen to post advertisements on the city walls of Micheng and Lincheng, informing everyone that Micheng was going to open a night market.

So tonight, not only the people of Micheng, but also the people of Lucheng and Yancheng in Lincheng also came to see the excitement.

"What are you afraid of, you are the county commander, and you also got rid of the two big pests Wang and Fang for Micheng, and also assisted the people of Fucheng to extinguish the Spirit Fire Society, you come to give the lion dance the finishing touch, it is very suitable!" Yao Yuran encouraged, and she also poked him in the elbow and motioned for him to go alone.

Zhao Hengzhi also had the courage to move after Yao Yuran said this, strode forward, lifted the brush on the plate, dipped it in some cinnabar, and pointed it on the lion's eyes.

"Yummy! Brother Hengzhi is handsome! Ye Junjun was particularly supportive, and suddenly shouted loudly. Her dark eyes shone with a smart light.

"Good!" The crowd cheered, and at this time, the sound of firecrackers also sounded, and the gong and drum team also beat the waist drum and beat the gong. The gongs and drums shook the sky, and the people of Micheng were full of joy and full of expectations and curiosity about the night market.

Everyone focused on finding Zhao Hengzhi, a smile rose at the corner of Yao Yuran's mouth, she had already made enough preparations for Zhao Hengzhi in advance, and quietly handed a piece of paper full of words to Zhao Hengzhi.

"What is this?" Zhao Hengyi's face was confused, and he looked at Yao Yuran with confused eyes.