When Feng Wan walked out of the study, he confronted a bunch of concubines who were staring at this place and whispering.

She stepped forward slowly, and when she came to the steps, Feng Wan stopped.

Glancing at the concubines, and seeing that they all bowed their heads to dodge, Feng Wan raised his voice and said lightly: "Fang is the one who called me。。。。。。 Remember who you are, and be careful in what you say and do! ”

With that, she flicked her sleeves and turned to leave.

Looking at Feng Wan's fluttering sleeves and leaving leisurely, all the concubines looked at each other. The girl raised her head and stared at her back, muttering in her heart: Remember your identity? Hmph, what a breath!

Feng Wan returned to the bedroom and took out one of the two rare books, this unique ancient book was very thin, and it was fluttering in his hand, and it was written "Ruan Infantry Book".

Putting the book in his arms, Feng Wan walked out of the door.

As soon as she appeared, the whispers around her became much quieter. When Feng Wan looked at it, the maid and her cronies avoided their heads at the same time.

Glancing at them, Feng Wan smiled faintly and got into the carriage.

As soon as the carriage left the mansion, a suppressed cry came into Feng Wan's ears. The husband was stunned and said to Feng Wan: "Madam, the silk girl is crying." ”

The curtain shook, and after a while, Feng Wan let out a faint and careless "En".

Seeing that her housewife ignored her, the husband didn't say much, and he drove the carriage out of the house.

"Madame, where are you going?"

"Well, go East Lane."

"Yes."

The streets are as bustling as ever. Looking at the crowd of traffic, Feng Wan's voice suddenly came, "Liqiu, right?" ”

The husband said: "Yes, it's early autumn, madam, you see that there are more farmers who carry Liang Li into the city." Look over there, hey, the price of grain has dropped by a whole pound compared to the day before yesterday. ”

Feng Wan frowned and closed his eyes: It's early autumn!

Wrong.

She opened her eyes: it was in this year, before the Mid-Autumn Festival, that there was a heavy rain that lasted for 20 days. The rain caused flash floods that washed away countless farmlands and destroyed hundreds of thousands of farmers' huts. It was the courtyard where Zhao Jun lived now, and half of it was also drenched in the heavy rain.

At the back, the whole street was submerged in water, and all the shops and goods counters were floating and rotting. There is a shortage of food and firewood in the city, and there is a lot of sorrow.

At that moment, Feng Wan said: "Let's go to the western suburbs." ”

"Yes."

The carriage headed towards the western suburbs.

When he came to the western suburbs, Feng Wan ordered the carriage to stop in the alleyway.

Under the curious gaze of the driver, Feng Wan came to the gate with Zhou's Zhuangdi written on it.

She knocked a few times, and after a while, an old man with half-white hair came out. As soon as he saw Feng Wan, he screamed in surprise and said in a loud voice: "Girl? It's a girl! ”

Facing the surprised Uncle Zeng, Feng Wan smiled, almost suddenly, she glanced back at her husband. The man was puzzled, and he couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at Feng Wan's clear and cold eyes. He hurriedly and honestly lowered his head.

After he made this move, Feng Wan retracted his gaze and followed Uncle Zeng into the Zhou family's village.

After glancing at the tattered Zhuang Di, Feng Wan took out twenty gold leaves from his arms and handed them to Uncle Zeng, and said, "Uncle, there is a dilapidated temple in the old alley in the east of the city, which is facing the street, do you remember?" ”

"Remember, remember."

"Go and rent it for a month. After the roof is made stronger, then use the gold leaves to buy dry firewood for charcoal fires. Remember, fill the attic completely. Let's get started! ”

She looked up at the clear sky and emphasized, "Get these things done in three days." ”

Uncle Zeng responded, he took the gold leaf, and said with concern: "It's just some firewood, you don't need so much money, right?" Madam, you gave it to me, do you want it yourself? ”

At the beginning, Feng Wan asked him to take out fifty gold leaves for spare use, a while ago, the strange woman who was brought out of the temple gave twenty gold leaves, and later Zeng Xiu sent the strange woman home, and took away eight gold leaves, which were left in Feng Wan's hands, but twenty-two, she took out twenty pieces at once, and it was not good to be tight on hand.

Feng Wan shook her head, she smiled and said, "Don't worry about me, there are many broken temple attics, and the roof needs to be repaired." In addition to buying firewood, you should also prepare some food when it is cheap. In this way, twenty gold leaves are not much. In a blink of an eye, she asked, "Has Ah Xiu come back?" ”

"No, I didn't." Uncle Zeng frowned and said, "He sent that woman home, and he hasn't come back until now, and I don't know if it's okay." ”

Feng Wan smiled: "It's okay." ”

Her tone was calm and determined, and Uncle Zeng's heart calmed down, and he immediately said, "It's okay, it's okay." Outside of the words, I completely believed her words.

After putting away the gold leaves, Uncle Zeng asked curiously, "Madam, what do you want so much firewood for?" ”

Feng Wan lowered her eyes and smiled, "You'll know then." ”

Prepare firewood, and make a windfall when a natural disaster comes. She is a woman, and only by walking this kind of firewood path can she make money quietly.

Feng Wan said goodbye to Uncle Zeng, came to the carriage, and saw the driver sitting there honestly with his head down, she lifted the curtain and jumped up, and said lightly: "Uncle Zeng's nephew lives here." ”

The driver hurriedly responded, he looked back at the big Zhou characters on the plaque, and sighed: "Of the slaves who came with him, only Uncle Zeng fell well." ”

Some of the others are still circling in the market, and some are no longer alive or dead.

Looking at the depressed and stiff back of the driver, Feng Wan closed his eyes and said lightly: "If you are loyal to me, I will also keep you safe for the rest of your life." ”

Yes?

The husband is overjoyed, he has only been with Feng Wan for two years, and they all know that this lady has always been not lightly spoken.

Turning around, the husband said repeatedly: "Madame, don't worry, Madame, I will be loyal, I will be loyal." He thought of what Feng Wan had done, and added in a low voice, "If there is anything wrong with Madame, even Lord Lang, I will never tell you." ”

After a while, he finally heard Feng Wanqingya's voice, "Very good, I remember." ”

"Yes, yes, don't worry, ma'am."

When the carriage drove back to the street, Feng Wan pondered for a long time and said softly: "Go to the Fifth Highness's mansion." ”

"Yes."

Just after taking a few steps, Feng Wan thought about it and sighed, "Let's go back." ”

"Okay! Madam. ”

When Feng Wan's carriage came to the gate of the mansion, the commotion in the mansion shook the sky. In the distance, Feng Wan heard a servant girl screaming, "Be in charge? Who do you call the tables for you? Is it Lord Lang, or is it Madame? Hee-hee, Lord Lang spoiled my master, madam, it was a clay sculpture and wood carving. ”

The maidservant called here, and Mei Niang screamed strangely: "Okay, you cheap hoof, you dare to arrange even your wife?" ”

The maidservant cried out, "Why don't I dare? Hmph, let me tell you, the husband has spoken, as long as the master takes care of the family and helps him make money, he will promote the master to a flat wife. ”

Flat wife? As if it was a thunderbolt, the originally chattering courtyard suddenly fell silent.

Even the driver who drove the car for Feng Wan also looked at Feng Wan worriedly at this time。。。。。。 Although the woman has not been here for a long time, her aggressive posture and arrogant behavior have made everyone deeply jealous. If she becomes another housewife, where is there a place for her, including Feng Wan's wife?