The last day of the month, the last hours of the month. I know it's expensive during the Pink Ticket Double period. But friends, at the last moment, can you throw your precious pink ticket to "Mei Ben Merry" and help it rush on the PK list?

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Zhao Jun's anger caused the girl to scream. In tears, she pointed at Feng Wan and shouted: "It's not me, it's not me, it's Madame, it's Madame who asked me to go, it was she who asked me to say!" ”

The girl's cry woke up Zhao Jun, and he raised his head and stared at Feng Wan with a pair of reddened eyes.

It's hard to see the Mei Niang who is suffering, but now I can't rely on it. She walked out and sneered at the woman: "You dare to blame Madame? I remember what Madame said at the time: 'You go to the mansion of the Fifth Highness to find Lord Lang and tell him about it。。。。。。 There are many military horses under His Royal Highness, and if you happen to need military rations, these wet grains can be quickly ground for military rations. Only in this way can losses be avoided. ’”

Speaking of this, she turned to Juan Er and shouted, "Did Madame say that?" ”

In addition to Zuo'er, several women nodded at the same time. Compared with the gentle lady, the aggressive woman is much more hated, and they wish she would be snubbed by her husband.

In the testimony of the women, the woman opened her mouth and wanted to refute something, but she didn't know what to say.

Zhao Jun was more sober at this time.

He glared at the woman, weak, and tiredly said: "Wan Niang has always been thoughtful。。。。。。 If you really listen to her, and find me quietly, and let me run it, it will not be possible. But what about you? You rushed in like this, crying in front of everyone, as if you were from His Highness's mansion。。。。。。 ”

Speaking of this, Zhao Jun's teeth were gritted again.

Really speaking, he is also at fault, when the concubine came to the mansion of the Fifth Highness, if he had a tough attitude and was unwilling to accept His Highness's assistance when he died, there would be no future. But he was also poor and crazy at that time, and when he thought that there was nothing left at home, and he was going back to the stretched days, he held on to a little luck and let the concubine cry and beg His Royal Highness the Five.

Of course, Zhao Jun would not reflect like this. He just stared at the girl, and his rain-drenched face was pale.

I wanted to beat the girl hard, but Zhao Jun was not a person who liked to use brute force after all, so he hated it for a while and gave up.

Taking a step back, Zhao Jun said in a dumb voice: "Finally, because Wan Niang reminded me that His Highness is reusing it for me。。。。。。 But you foolish woman messed up everything! ”

He seemed exhausted, and his body shook and almost fell. Meiniang and Juan'er screamed at the same time, and supported him left and right.

Zhao Jun was helped to the steps, and as soon as he got to the steps, his tired voice came, "Lock up the girl and don't give her food for a day." ”

This punishment is not heavy, Zuo'er hurriedly responded. She helped her up, and when she looked at the gloating gaze of the women, Zuo'er's head was about to be buried in her chest.

Zhao Jun walked a few steps, gently shook off the support of the two concubines, and walked towards Feng Wan.

Looking at Feng Wan, who was standing quietly, quiet and gentle, with eyes full of concern, Zhao Jun begged hoarsely: "Wan Niang, you are a smart person, think about it, what do you have to do for your husband to make His Highness trust me again?" Good no good? There was eagerness in the voice.

Feng Wan lowered his eyes and said respectfully: "Yes." ”

After responding, she said gently: "The rain hurts her body a lot, so the husband should take a hot soup." ”

"Then you think about it?"

"I will."

After receiving her consent, Zhao Jun staggered towards the bath room. After walking a few steps, he thought of something, turned around and said, "Wash your mother too." ”

The woman was extremely disappointed, but suddenly heard that her husband cared about her, and her heart was overjoyed. She hurriedly looked up, and when she met Zhao Jun's cold eyes, she drooped in fright. Blessed, she timidly responded: "Lord Xie Fu." ”

The rain is still falling.

After dinner, there was another loud bang, but it was the room where Juan'er lived that collapsed. Looking at the dusty place in the heavy rain, Juan'er was stunned, tears rolling down.

The house collapsed, and she was not injured, but her belongings were inside. She didn't like her husband, and she had no belongings。。。。。。

Seeing this, Feng Wan sighed and said to Zhao Jun: "Master, let Juan'er and Meiniang live together first." ”

How could Zhao Jun care about this? He nodded, and flicked his sleeve back into the study.

Heavy rain is still falling.

Under the impact of this heavy rain, all the streets were flooded. Two days ago, it was possible to walk the carriage, but now it is very inconvenient for the carriage to travel, so everyone simply untied the carriage and rushed through the streets on horseback.

The day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, the rain stopped and the sun came out.

When the bright sun hung in the sky, shining on the countless broken trees and beams in the capital, the people could no longer laugh.

As time passed, the floodwaters in the streets were slowly receding.

On this day, Feng Wan got into a carriage and went out of the house for the first time after staying at home for twenty-five days.

On both sides of the street, many of the low-lying storefronts are still soaked in water. In the rippling muddy water, there are rotten grain and rotten wood floating.

Of course, there are always ordinary people who are sad, those big families, noble and wealthy families, although their mansions are also wooden structures, but the foundation is deep, the houses are firmly built, and the perennial war, the government has the habit of preparing grain, grass and firewood, and has not suffered much loss.

Walking through countless broken walls along the way, Feng Wan's eyes saw the only brick and stone building, which was a ruined temple。。。。。。 In Chinese history, the custom of many years continued, and the brick and stone structure was mainly used in temples, and the houses where the people lived were mainly made of wood.

The front of the ruined temple was also a mess, and several people were driving away in despair.

Before Feng Wan could get closer, he heard Uncle Zeng shouting, "There is really no firewood, it's all sold out." He said loudly: "This day is all over, and there will be firewood in less than two days, what are you anxious about?" ”

Compared to the depression of the people around him, he is very radiant. Glancing at Feng Wan from afar, Uncle Zeng grinned.

After Feng Wan said something to the driver, he jumped out of the carriage and walked towards Uncle Zeng.

The master and servant came to the attic on the second floor.

Seeing Feng Wan looking around, Uncle Zeng scratched the back of his head and smiled: "The firewood has just been sold, and there is still chaos here." Pointing to a corner, "Girl, look, the grain that was originally put on the grain is now sold out." Pointing to the top of his head again, Uncle Zeng said proudly: "Fortunately, I listened to the girl and built this roof strongly." You don't know that many of the prefectures are leaking, but I am the only one who is intact. Those muddy people, they just lived in a nest. ”

As he spoke, the old man ran to one corner, and after taking out a few stones from the wall, he stooped down and took out a large clay urn from the hole in the wall.

Holding the pottery urn with great difficulty, Uncle Zeng said proudly: "The girl gave me twenty gold leaves, two for building the roof, two for buying grain, and the rest for firewood." Hey, girl, guess how much you earned? He raised his old face that had become a chrysanthemum and said happily: "Eighteen gold leaves have been taken out, and now they have become one hundred and thirteen!" ”

Feng Wan looked at him with a smile.

In front of Uncle Zeng, she counted the gold leaves: she is the most trusted person, and this kind of thing is inevitable. Without proper supervision, even good people will be forced to stop being kind.

After counting, Feng Wan put out ten gold leaves and said, "Those friends of Zeng Xiu are mostly righteous men, if it weren't for their help this time, we wouldn't have gotten so much." Uncle, you take it and divide it. ”

Then, she pushed out ten gold leaves to Uncle Zeng himself, and said, "Uncle is old, I have to keep some coffin books." ”

took out another twenty-three gold leaves and hid them in his arms, Feng Wan smiled and said, "Uncle, bury the rest in Zhuangzi, under your bed." "She originally wanted to be buried with the gold leaf last time, but then she thought that the cunning rabbit still needed three holes, and changed her mind.