Pingzhen is not far from the palace in the city, since the prince decided to give the house here to Lin Xu Ao, as the princess and his sister-in-law, Qingyun naturally has to care about what difficulties he has in life.

"Yahuan and mother-in-law naturally have to have it, otherwise there are some small people around them, and there will always be places that can't be taken care of."

They don't plan to live in Shu permanently, so the maids and women in Pingzhen Mansion can be transferred here.

On the issue of who to send over, Song Qingyun and Guo's mother had a disagreement.

"You must not get the red lotus here." Song Qingyun rejected Guo's mother's proposal.

"Madam, won't you be able to break Honglian's mind by doing this?"

"Mother Guo, you have forgotten that Lord Lin is not married yet, a high-quality man like him, I don't know how many girls are worried about it, if Honglian has crooked thoughts about Lord Lin, don't make any mess when the time comes, it will not be good to ruin Lord Lin's future and reputation."

Guo's mother was startled, she panicked and said, "Oh, thanks to Mrs. Reminder, if this girl is a person who is responsible, she will be arranged here by Master Lin, so that Mrs. can save some worry, but she is a white-eyed wolf who can't be raised, and she doesn't think about how to save snacks for Mrs. all day long, and the tricks are endless." ”

Before entering the city this time, Song Qingyun thought that there were many people who wanted to see her true face, and she was a little excited, and took Sister Yin for a walk in the garden after dinner, and happened to bump into the red lotus burying flowers under the tree, and Song Qingyun was petrified at that time.

Daiyu's act of burying flowers is a romantic character written by a great writer hundreds of years ago in her time and space, why is this kind of hypocritical disease also popular in other places?

When Honglian saw her coming, she covered it up in a panic and told her to spare herself, she just wanted to find a place for the petals.

Oh my God, where did the young woman of literature and art come from? Is the appearance of Red Lotus to show that she is a vulgar and copper-smelling peasant merchant girl?

"Madam, how did that red lotus be arranged?"

"Mother Guo, with Zhao Mingzhu as a lesson from the past, you still don't know what to do?"

She discussed it with King Jing, in the spring, summer to return to Liujia Village, live in the capital in autumn, and return to Shu in winter, so that the three places will not be left behind, and there are people to help manage the three places, of course, Honglian will stay here to guard King Jing's mansion, and it will be more difficult for her to see King Jing in the future.

……

Lin Xuao, a shameless guy, blackmailed Song Qingyun for nearly five hundred taels of silver in total.

He said that the original palace looked like a beggar's nest, which was extremely inconsistent with his handsome and chic appearance and gold-inlaid identity, and asked to renovate the old palace for the sake of him to keep the land of Shu for Prince Jing.

This repair is good, the silver is like having wings, Lin Xu Ao came to ask for it at two ends in three days, and when the flower reached five hundred taels, Song Qingyun killed the city violently, she wanted to see that five hundred taels of silver could rebuild a three-entry courtyard with pavilions and gardens and artificial lakes, did he tear down the old palace?

As a result, this rotten second generation of officials simply repaired the house that had fallen into disrepair, and the rest of the money was spent on recruiting cats and dogs, he raised a group of fierce big dogs in the yard, with Song Qingyun's knowledge of the two lives, she felt that the group of dogs domesticated by Lin Xu Ao were similar to Tibetan mastiffs, fierce and abnormal.

"When the time comes, I'm going to compare with Doubao's big black to see if his wolf is good or my mastiff is good."

"Lord Lin, are you Gui Geng this year?"

Lin Xu Ao looked at Song Qingyun puzzled and said, "Nineteen years old." ”

"My son is only four years old, do you have to compete with him?"

"Sister-in-law, I didn't mean that, I wanted Da Hei to compete with my dog."

"And then? In case your mastiff bites Da Hei to death, how are you going to end up? ”

"This ......" he didn't think about this!

He was really annoyed that Doubao was stronger than him, just like Song Qingyun said, he was just a four-year-old doll, but looking at his experience in the past year, it was a jaw-dropping growth history, and he had to admit that Doubao was much more mature than him in handling some things.

Winter goes to spring, everything recovers, of course, if you want to see the scene of the recovery of all things in Shudi, you need to climb to the top of Pingshan, where it is said that the climate has four distinct seasons.

Song Qingyun has lived here for three months, and he is no longer familiar with the local residents.

She is not a pampered wife herself, and will walk around the surrounding villages whenever she has time. The rice grains of Shu are long, the stewed rice is soft and glutinous and sweet, it is indeed better than Yuxian, and a thousand stones of rice are transported to the palace every year, it seems that her son can also eat it, which is gratifying.

During this period, the Red Lotus girl finally did something more out of the ordinary, she even took the tea dew she made to the gouache shop to sell on consignment.

Ah Fu came back and said that the tea dew was very popular, even better than the gouache shop made it itself, and the owner ordered ten bottles directly from her.

That night, Honglian came to Song Qingyun nervously to admit her mistake, she just felt that no one appreciated the tea dew she carefully made, and her brain was hot for a while, so she sent it to the gouache shop they frequented, but she didn't expect it to be an instant hit.

Song Qingyun is naturally not the kind of greedy person who becomes her own by any means when she sees benefits, she listened to Honglian's narration, and then referred to these days that she is indeed honest and does her own thing, so she is allowed to go to the top of Pingshan to pick tea again.

The person who accompanied her this time was Jiang Jue.

Men and women match, work is not tired, the two took more than an hour to come back, Honglian's cheeks hung two suspicious flushes, the little maid who lived in the same room with her asked her if she was sick, Honglian shook her head, saying that she was very good and healthy.

In order to thank Jiang Jue for his help, she gave him the essence condensed from each steamed tea dew.

In fact, she really hoped that the person who drank the essence of tea dew was Lord Jing.

As time passed, she found that there were several flat mountains between her and King Jing, and she couldn't catch up even if she had wings. And she found that Song Qingyun had been guarding against her for a long time, every time she met Song Qingyun in the garden unexpectedly, Guo's mother immediately sneered at her, saying that she was embarrassed, so she almost told her to stay away from the prince.

Song Qingyun deliberately gave her half a day off to go to the market to buy some things she needed to make tea dew.

When she went out, Honglian always felt that someone was following her, and every time she looked back, she couldn't see anyone.

She has experienced the downfall of her family, and she can't help but be vigilant in her heart, and almost ran to the lively street in one breath in the way of running.

After buying all the things she needed, seeing that it was still early, she went around to the bookstore again, who would have thought that she would meet King Jing again here.

Honglian's frightened legs were weak, the last time she met Wang Ye in the bookstore, after coming back, Guo's mother didn't give her a good face, and gradually she also restrained her thoughts, and hid her love for Mu Qingao deep in her heart.

"I've seen the prince."

Mu Qingao glanced at her lightly, and left without speaking.

Jiang Jue followed behind and glanced at the bamboo basket in the crook of her arm, the contents seemed to be very heavy.

"Aren't you going back?"

Hearing Jiang Jie's question, Honglian blushed and said, "I want to read a book." ”

"Be careful on the road, the city has been a little unpeaceful lately."

"Thank you for your advice."

Honglian secretly watched the figure of King Jing disappear into the street, and her heart was stunned.