After Wang Jiu got married, the sky in Chang'an City was like a hole had been punctured, and it rained in the sky.

The family's favorite spring garden was also forced to stop, and one by one they were bored at home and almost grew mushrooms.

Eighteen Niang took the letter Qin Zhao gave her, her expression was inexplicable, she and Qin Zhao became close friends. If Qin Zhao was a man, she really had to think that she fell in love with her at first sight!

Send a letter every three or five times, and send a small flower every five or three...... Even Shen Qin tried to test her several times.

She and Qin Zhao are really not the kind of relationship that doesn't see each other for a day, like every three autumns!

The raindrops in the courtyard were ticking, hitting under the eaves, Bailiang yawned, and fell asleep on the feet of the eighteenth mother.

The front yard was noisy, and Wu Gui was preparing a dowry for Shen Yu. Gongzhong gave three thousand taels of silver, where can the Wu family see it, she took advantage of Mrs. Chaohua's east wind, and now she is also considered to have a lot of industry, and she desperately wants to show off her wealth.

As soon as Shen Ke left, there was no news, and the entire mansion did not dare to mention her again, for fear of touching the Wu family's scales.

Eighteen Niang looked at the sky outside, it had indeed been raining for a long time, and she suddenly asked: "Dongzhu, if I remember correctly, we have a lot of rice and grain shops in the counties on the edge of the Yellow River?" ”

She has prospered financially in her life, and she can pick up money almost every time she goes out, not to mention, the shop that Dongzhu takes care of for her, it is simply amazing to say it.

Everyone said that Mrs. Chaohua was Tao Zhugong, who was rich enough to rival the country, but they didn't know that Shen Baniang had a lot of concessions.

Dongzhu opened the account book and nodded seriously, "Little lady, there are a total of one hundred and eight, of which about fifty are hung with signboards to remember, and the others are scattered shops." ”

"I don't think it's going to be a good day, this year the Yellow River is estimated to have a spring flood, you let the shop stock up on more grain. Especially sweet potatoes, corn and potatoes, stock up more. Don't run out of food in the shop, just two floors higher than the usual price. Sweet potatoes, corn and potatoes are sold cheaper, and when they are sold, let the shopkeeper remind them that it is all the credit of Mrs. Chaohua. ”

Dongzhu was a little confused, "Although the sweet potato corn potatoes are good, they are not easy to preserve, especially potatoes, which are easy to sprout and easy to rot when wet." Obviously, Xiaoniang is kind-hearted, and she is afraid that the victims will not be able to buy food at that time, so how can she give the credit to others. ”

Eighteen smiled. This was her first sword against Mrs. Chaohua.

"Mrs. Chaohua is kind-hearted, if she hadn't planted sweet potatoes, corn and potatoes, she wouldn't have starved to death in a disaster year. Looking for a reliable shopkeeper, let him wait until after the disaster, find a few old farmers, and send a Wanmin umbrella to Mrs. Chaohua. ”

As she spoke, she picked up the teacup in front of her, and the tea boiled by Nanzhi was as delicate and sweet as her person.

Speaking of which, Mrs. Chaohua is really a strange woman, compared to Queen Cui, she is faintly the woman with the highest status in this Great Chu.

"Have you ever heard of the story of Zheng Boke Duan Yuyan in "Zuo's Spring and Autumn"?"

Zheng Zhuang Gong tolerated his younger brother Uncle Duan step by step, making him more and more greedy and seeking the throne, at this time Zhuang Gongshi became famous and killed his younger brother in one fell swoop. If you want to defeat your enemy, you must first indulge him to the point where you don't know how to do it. ”

Mrs. Chaohua is to Zhao Yi, the Son of Heaven, what Gongshu Duan is to Zheng Zhuanggong. If we have shared hardships and wealth, we must not be able to share the country!

Dongzhu nodded thoughtfully.

Suddenly, Bai Liang, who was lying on her feet, stretched out, turned over again, and continued to sleep.

Eighteen Niang reluctantly picked it up, these days it has eaten too many pig's trotters, and its size has risen!

The rain was really annoying, Eighteen Niang thought about it, and still responded to Qin Zhao's invitation, she didn't know where she learned this kind of vassal elegance, so she had to ask her to go to the teahouse to listen to the rain.

There is a big rouge river in Chang'an City, and the river is full of teahouses and Chu Pavilions, which is a gold cave that the children of the family often go to.

Eighteen Niang took Xiping Beiliu out of the door in a carriage, and suddenly, the coachman pulled the reins fiercely, causing the whole carriage to turn backwards, and the dishes and bowls on the small square table of the carriage were scattered on the ground, making a clangling sound.

"What's going on?" Xiping asked loudly.

The coachman was also shocked, and replied loudly: "Little lady, two people suddenly rushed out, and one of the old ladies was lying on the ground and didn't move." ”

"Go check it out." This shouldn't be a trap set for her by the Wu family.

Don't blame her for being careful, although Shen Ke's matter is said to be self-inflicted, but the Wu family did not hesitate to put all the blame on the head of Eighteen Niang.

Xiping put on a robe, went out to take a look, and after a while got into the carriage again.

replied: "Little mother, she is a poor scholar who came to catch the exam, and there is only one old mother in the family. Unexpectedly, after coming to Chang'an, I was infected with a cold and was about to be sent to the hospital. Our carriage didn't hit her at all, and the scholar said that they had come out of nowhere. ”

"Saving someone's life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, let's be idle anyway, let's send that old man to the hospital."

"No."

Xiping got out of the carriage again, carried the old lady into the carriage, and let the poor scholar sit at the door of the carriage with the coachman.

"Miss, Xiaosheng is so polite, thank you Miss for saving your life, Xiaosheng has nothing to repay, but to ......" His voice was loud, like an old pedant reading Guan Guan Ju Dove.

When Eighteen Niang heard this, she couldn't help but laugh out loud, "With a gesture, you don't need to make a promise." ”

The scholar listened, and did not speak again for a long time.

"Beiliu, take some handkerchiefs and wipe them for the old man, I saw that she was a little feverish, so I helped her change her wet clothes first, and then used a handkerchief to cool down."

Beiliu listened, and did it one by one according to what Eighteen Niang said. There were a lot of clothes on the carriage, and she chose the darkest one for the old man to change.

Soon, I arrived at the nearest medical hall, the Rejuvenation Hall.

Xiping hugged the old man and followed the scholar in, and the old doctor who was sitting in the clinic hurriedly stepped forward to carry her to the inner hall. He scooped out twenty taels of silver from his sleeve and stuffed it into the scholar's hand.

"How dare Xiaosheng ask for this money." Although he was penniless, he could not accept alms from others for nothing.

Xiping smiled, the little lady was really like a god.

"My little lady said, this is a loan to you, if you have money in high school, you can pay it back. It's better to save people first. ”

The scholar bowed to the carriage at the door, and said loudly: "Xiaosheng is Bashu Zhang Wentian, and he will repay the kindness of the little lady one day." ”

After speaking, he ran towards the mother of the inner hall.

Eighteen Niang sat in the carriage and couldn't help laughing again, Zhang Wentian! Haha, ask God!

In the future, if he is in the court with Li Ziqi, how interesting it will be!

Xiping dusted off the water droplets on his body, not knowing what Eighteen Niang was laughing at. Inexplicably, he said: "Xiao Niang is getting better and better at making money, this Rejuvenation Hall is Xiao Niang's industry." The money lent to the scholar was actually returned to his own pocket. ”

The carriage went farther and farther, but Zhang Wentian chased it out, standing at the door in a daze, and the sister who started forgot to say which house she belonged to. How does he pay it back?