Feng Wan's footsteps sank slightly, and he walked towards the mansion.

As soon as she appeared, a middle-aged man with a Chinese face, a short beard, and a face tanned and rough by the sun, turned his head to look.

Feng Wan smiled lightly and looked at Zhao Jun with inquiring eyes.

Zhao Jun glared at her coldly and said to the middle-aged man, "Uncle, let's go into the house and tell it." "I didn't introduce Feng Wan.

The middle-aged man glanced at Feng Wan and then at Zhao Jun, looking puzzled.

Seeing their departing backs, Feng Wan walked towards his room.

It seems that the pace of fate is still stubborn. This uncle is extremely protective, and he takes Zhao Jun, the only distant nephew who has some ability, very seriously.

He has a rough and fine personality, he is a good person, and he has accumulated a lot of contacts in the government and the opposition over the years, and has also won a very good reputation. With his help, Zhao Jun still has a chance to rise.

A day has passed in the blink of an eye.

Feng Wan remembered her agreement with Wei Ziyang, and she really didn't have the courage to release his pigeons for that person.

So, after a little hesitation, she went out of the house in a carriage early in the morning.

In the streets, the major grain stores have finally reopened, but the prices are five or six times higher than usual. After all, food and grass are really tight now.

When the carriage passed by the broken temple on the street that she asked Uncle Zeng to buy last time, she saw that the temple door was wide open, and there were ox carts and donkey carts coming in and out from time to time, and they were actually selling hay. When I looked up, the hay in the temple was piled up into a mountain.

Feng Wan took a look, and she had seen a few men on sale beside Zeng Xiu.

Uncle Zeng is an honest man, almost when she says one step, he takes a step. The idea of hoarding hay and selling it at a high price was most likely thought of by Zeng Xiu himself. Also, I revealed it to Uncle Zeng, saying that the war is coming, the price of food will rise, and no matter how stupid a person is, he can also think that the hay eaten by cows and horses will rise in price. What's more, winter will be in two days, and the grass has withered, which is the time for price increases.

This is indeed a good idea to sell hay, it is not as eye-catching as grain, it will not be expropriated by the court, and it requires little capital.

The driver who was driving the car saw Feng Wan staring at the broken temple, and said with emotion: "I really can't live this day, and even the price of this hay has increased by four times." I heard Erhuo say that now the copper and iron in the capital have also been requisitioned by the court, and they can't even buy kitchen knives for their families. Madam, look at the people in this temple, they still have bright swords and halberds in their hands, and I don't know who dares to provoke them. ”

Feng Wan responded, she retracted her gaze and smiled, "Let's go." ”

"Okay, okay."

As he walked, Feng Wan suddenly said, "Stop." ”

"Yes."

Feng Wan stepped out of the carriage and walked towards the stalls on both sides of the street. These stalls are all on the ground with a piece of coarse cloth, directly put a few things on it, some are farm fruits and vegetables, some are some wooden gadgets, and some are their own superfluous things, reluctant to be cheap, to hard luck.

Feng Wan looked at them one by one and came to the fifth vendor.

On this stall, there are some things commonly used at home, including clay pots, porcelain bottles, and copper mirrors.

After Feng Wan casually asked a few things, he pointed to a very ordinary stone bench that couldn't be removed from the old dirt on it: "How much is this?" ”

The vendor was a man in his thirties, born with a rat's head and a rat's brain, and when he saw that Feng Wan was interested in several things on his stall, he immediately blinked his little eyes and said, "If Madame wants, a golden stone will take this pot and the bronze mirror, and the stone bench will also be given to you." ”

He offered a very high price, and after he finished it, he was afraid that Feng Wan would be unhappy, and he looked at her nervously with a wink.

Feng Wan was like an ordinary official's wife, proud of his identity, and he didn't want to say anything more to this kind of untouchable, so he took out a golden tale from his sleeve and threw it to the vendor, then turned around and ordered the driver: "Load the things into the carriage." ”

"Thank you, ma'am, thank you, ma'am."

After getting into the carriage, Feng Wan pulled the curtain of the carriage, moved over the stone bench, and observed it carefully.

In her dream, I vaguely heard a passer-by say that someone used a small half bucket of old rice for a stone bench, which was originally pitiful for the vendor, but she didn't expect that the stone bench was put in the stove room, but because of a fire, the gold in it was dissolved - then forty or fifty catties of stone bench, I don't know what material the craftsman used, the outside looks like a stone, but the inside is hollow, but the center is full of gold, which is forty catties.

I don't know which big family spent a lot of effort to make this stool in order to hide people's eyes.

Feng Wan wasn't sure that this stone bench was the one she remembered, but at that glance just now, her heart was really touched, so she bought it and tried it.

After looking over and over for a while, Feng Wan, who couldn't see anything unusual about the stone bench, still ordered the driver to turn around and drive towards the Zhou Mansion in the western suburbs.

After coming to the Zhou Mansion to see Uncle Zeng, Feng Wan threw the stone bench and the two utensils to him, and told Uncle Zeng about the possible strangeness of the stone bench.

Uncle Zeng has been doing well for a while, and he has gained a lot of weight. Seeing that Feng Wan was leaving, he rubbed his hands and said, "Girl, I asked Ah Xiu to sell the grain in two." Hehe, just the two percent of the grain, all the gold leaves we used to buy grain and weapons are back. ”

Feng Wan pursed her lips and smiled, "Uncle is casual, if Uncle still holds the gold leaf in his hand comfortably, he can sell seventy percent of it." ”

Uncle Zeng was really overjoyed, and he said repeatedly: "Okay, the old slave will continue to sell grain tomorrow." His wrinkled face was full of joy, "This is a mess, we have enough food to eat, and the gold leaf is in our hands, in case the girl has an emergency, it can also be used in an emergency." ”

Feng Wan sighed, looking at Uncle Zeng's face full of smiles, she was also happy. Speaking of which, there were many people who were good to her in the previous life, but the only one who really treated her like a relative, who did not abandon or leave, did not insult because of poverty, and was not greedy because of wealth and nobility, was only Uncle Zeng in front of her.

Sitting in the carriage again, this time, Feng Wan no longer hesitated, and directly ordered the carriage to drive towards the newly built Wei Mansion.

Different from Wei Ziyang's previous mansion, his current mansion is very luxurious, with carved beams and painted buildings, tall stone walls, and the grandeur of a wealthy family is everywhere.

In the previous life, Zhao Jun was finally given a similar mansion by His Majesty.

Thinking of this, the corners of Feng Wan's mouth slowly raised. Sometimes, she feels that she has let go of her previous life and can try to let go. But for some reason, she was still like that, she couldn't sleep night after night, closed her eyes during the day, but dreamed for no reason.

When the carriage came to the doorman, Feng Wan lifted the curtain and was about to speak to the young doorman, when the doorman glanced at her and suddenly asked, "Are you Feng's Awan?" ”

Feng Wan was stunned and responded: "Yes." ”

The doorman smiled and said, "Madame, please come in, my general said that if Madame comes, you can enter without notification." ”

"Thank you."

The carriage drove past the gate. On either side of the gate stood four soldiers in full armor. The halberds in their hands are cold, and they are all imposing, and they are obviously all fierce generals on the battlefield. Feng Wanzhen didn't know if Wei Ziyang ordered these people to guard the door, whether he wanted to give the noble officials who came to him a dismount, or whether he wanted to stop the girls who wanted to see him because of his beauty.

As the husband drove inside, he turned back frequently, and when he saw that the maidservants were far away, he lowered his voice and said to Feng Wan proudly: "Madam, General Wei values you so much." ”

There was smugness in his expression, as if Wei Ziyang valued Feng Wan, and even he was a servant.

Feng Wan glanced at the husband and smiled faintly: This is how the Hu people govern the land, laughing at the poor and not laughing at the prostitute. Even if she is a married woman, even if there is an ambiguity between her and Wei Ziyang, in the eyes of many people, it is important that she can get benefits.

However, I heard that the territory of the Jin people is not like this. The people there pay attention to integrity, pay attention to the backbone, they scold money for a blockage, say that the people who go to the flame to drive the power are villains and vulgar things, they are loyal to their hearts, among them, only those who have a noble character and a pure character can be sought after.

For thousands of years, prostitutes and actors have been inferior among the inferior. These people, anyone can humiliate them, these people, their descendants do not have the right to be raised to filial piety and honesty and enter the court as officials.

A celebrity once said that if one day the actor and the prostitute also become the superior people, then the world, I don't know what the upside down confusion will become.

Jiankang, what a desirable place it is.

Feng Wan retracted his thoughts.

Just then, the carriage stopped.

When Feng Wan stepped out of the carriage, a maid was already waiting on the side, she quietly looked at Feng Wan, and when she saw her looking at herself, she hurriedly lowered her head and said respectfully: "The general of my family was very happy to know that Madame was coming, he said that Madame must not know where he lived, and ordered the slave to come to greet him." ”

As she spoke, the maid was still looking at Feng Wan. From the general's tone, she was illiterate, and she could hear that the general cared about this woman. Could it be that she is a relative of the general?

At this time, Feng Wan's gentle voice came, "I'm tired, please lead the way." ”

"Yes."

This mansion is really huge, and the courtyards are heavy, roughly counting, about eight. In each courtyard, there are four or five attics.

Looking at this scale, it is no longer inferior to the mansion of the Five Highnesses.

There has always been a share of respect and inferiority, and there is a difference between the lord and the minister, and the most obvious embodiment of this kind of harmony is in the building of the house. Although the Hu people are not exquisite, it is not up to standard after all.

Feng Wan secretly thought: Although His Royal Highness is about to be made a crown prince, His Majesty has no intention of abdicating in the short term. Perhaps, he also wants to bring a military wizard like Wei Ziyang under his command. Give such a good mansion to Wei Ziyang, isn't this to ask Wei Ziyang and the Fifth Highness to have no chances?

At this time, the two girls came to a courtyard.

This courtyard is located in the center, surrounded by courtyards, and is where the main courtyard is located. Hearing the shouting from inside, Feng Wan couldn't help but smile, she took a step forward, pushed open the courtyard door, and stepped in.

I just owe 2,000 words, so I just send one chapter first, and the remaining chapters will either be delivered tonight or tomorrow.

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