didn't have time to think about it, Zhao Qing raised his feet and walked towards the door.

As soon as he took a step, he plopped and crawled on the ground.

His knees were hitting the stones, and the painful Zhao Qing's nose was sore, and tears fell from the ground.

Sitting up slowly, Zhao Qing hated to give himself two slaps, "This stinky memory!" "Why did she forget to walk slowly, take small steps, carry a straight back, be steady and local, and be like a lady.

Tearing off a strip of cloth from her skirt and hugging her bloody knees, Zhao Qing was secretly surprised: "How could there be such a sharp stone in her house?" ”

His gaze fell on a pointed peak-like stone beside his leg, and Zhao Qing was stunned.

It turned out to be a three-dimensional military battle map at the foot of the wall, and I didn't know when I tripped over a chair, and the stone was a miniature mountain made of stone with peaks and camphors on the map.

If this person is unlucky, he will stuff his teeth when he drinks cold water.

Even the stones on the map ran out to bully her!

Full of resentment, Zhao Qing grabbed the miniature mountain and threw it out of the window, and the moment he raised his hand, his arm suddenly stopped.

Not far away, a dark red fiery letter lay quietly in the middle of the ground.

It looks like it should have been pressed under this miniature mountain, and the map fell out when it fell down.

What's in the envelope?

It's so hidden, it must be a lot of silver tickets!

When she first arrived, what she lacked most was money.

Zhao Qing felt that his legs had never slipped so smoothly, and he walked over a few steps and bent down to pick it up, and opened his hands tremblingly......

Damn, it turned out to be an ordinary letter!

Zhao Qing was disappointed.

I sat in silence for a long time, and then I took a breath and slowly unfolded the letter.

Full of traditional Chinese characters, fortunately, many traditional Chinese characters have something in common with simplified Chinese characters, most of them can be guessed, and after looking at them over and over again for a long time, Zhao Qing finally understood a rough idea.

This is a letter about the situation in the Northwest.

The letter's name is Su Dao, and he has made a detailed analysis of the situation in the northwest.

Su Dao said that the Abul Khan of the Tata tribe in the northwest is very old, and his five princes are each showing their skills to compete for the throne, this time entering the customs to grab food, the second prince has captured three cities in a row, and his military achievements are impressive, and he has already sat firmly on the throne of the prince, and the other princes will never sit idly by, at the beginning of the Tatar civil strife, this border strife will not last, and it will not spread to the interior. Let Shen Huaiyu not have to worry about affecting the Shen family's business.

Who is Su Dao?

But a businessman, why would Shen Huaiyu care so much about the situation in the Northwest?

I actually made a military operation map!

After turning it over and turning it over, it seemed that it had been a long time, and Zhao Qing didn't understand why Shen Huaiyu hid such an ordinary letter so tightly?

Just thinking about it, the scarf quietly pushed the door and walked in.

"Third grandma!" She cried out quietly, her little face flushed with excitement.

Zhao Qing's eyes lit up, "Why are you here?" ”

"Everyone gathered in the front yard, and when they saw that there was no one at the back door, the slave and maid ran out." Bao Scarf was full of shame and said apologetically, "In the past two days, Ai Dai has been watching too closely, and the slave and maid can't go anywhere, and the third grandmother has not made any inquiries." ”

These were all expected by Zhao Qing.

"It's okay, I'm just asking." She waved her hand and looked through the window at the group of people gathered around the pool, "What are they discussing?" ”

"Today, Sister Ai Sheng went to send money and was beaten back!"

"Money?" Zhao Qing was puzzled, "Is it a part of the group to hoard grain?" ”

The Northwest Tartars invaded, grain has a price a day, it is said that even those who sell tea have closed their shops to specialize in the grain business...... In the past two days, what she has heard, seen, and turned over and over is all this.

"Hmm." Bao Scarf nodded, "Uncle personally promised to help everyone stock up on food, but today the moon is profitable, and all the courtyards have accepted it, but they don't accept our hospital, saying that it is ......" The voice suddenly stopped, and Bao Jin smiled at Zhao Qinghe, "The outside grain is one price a day, and today it will be one tael, and tomorrow it will become two taels, and they will be blocked out of the door by the eldest grandmother, and they are going crazy with the daisy, and they are trying to figure out how to tie it." ”

The eldest grandmother is worried that she, a person who has just crawled out of the coffin, is full of bad luck and will affect her financial luck, right? These words were not spoken, but Zhao Qing had already guessed what the eldest grandmother meant, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, and suddenly his body shook.

She remembered the letter she had just written.

Didn't Su Dao say that the Seven Princes would pacify the northwest in a year or as little as March, and this kind of local war would not have much impact on the country's economy at all.

Why are food prices rising so wildly?

Immediately the new grain will come down, and it is reasonable that the price of grain should fall, but now it is rising, and it is crazy!

It's so unreasonable!

Zhao Qing, who was born with a keen intuition about business information, vaguely felt that this matter was by no means as simple as it seemed on the surface, and she couldn't help frowning.

"Oh, you don't have any money to get involved, so don't worry about it." Thinking that Zhao Qing was blaming herself for losing this great opportunity to make money, Bao Scarf was also sad for a while, and she said loudly, "The slave maid brought you a snack, while there is no one, the third grandmother will try it!" ”

Zhao Qing smiled dumbly.

Also, there is no penny, what does it have to do with her whether the food price outside is high or low, whether it is profitable or losing?

is under house arrest in Lijing Pavilion, she herself is now a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and it is difficult to protect herself, what kind of heart is this?

It's really unfounded.

Retracting his thoughts, Zhao Qing looked at the treasure towel with great interest, "What pastry?" ”

In the past three days, in addition to corn dry food, it is hard steamed buns, but she is hungry.

Bao Scarf took out a small oilcloth bag from his arms, "Rose crisp, made by Mother Wu." ”

Just about to open it, there was a mess outside.

Xiangping hurriedly pushed the door in: "Master Fang is here, the eldest lady has sent a message to the third grandmother to prepare to greet him!" ”

"Master Fang is here!" Bao Jin looked at Zhao Qing happily.

In the flickering eyes, there was a hint of joy that was the same.

Zhao Qing, who had been given a cold reception repeatedly, was stunned.

"Why did you run in again?!" Xiangping also saw the treasure scarf.

The scarf had picked up the small oilcloth bag and ran out quickly.

"Third Grandma, hurry up, Master Fang will be here soon!" Seeing that the little maids in the courtyard were all rushing in, Xiangping didn't care about asking about the treasure scarf.

screamed twice, but Zhao Qing didn't move.

Xiangping remembered that the new third grandmother's legs and feet didn't seem to be very good, so she hurriedly stretched out her hand to help, "Third grandmother, get up and freshen up." Sweeping away the toughness just now, there was a hint of pleading in his tone.

Glancing at her lightly, Zhao Qing slowly stood up and walked towards the mirror platform.

His hand hung in the air, and Xiangping was stunned.

Who said that this third grandmother can't walk, looking at this demeanor, none of the grandmothers and young ladies in this house can compare to her!

Staring at the figure in front of him with a straight back, Xiangping faintly felt as if he had missed something.

Aisy is commanding the little maids.

The hard steamed buns and cold dishes and cold tea were hurriedly brought into the warm pavilion next to the bedroom and hidden, the messy seats were neatly arranged, and the little maid was trying to polish a three-screen mirror table with eighty percent new vermilion lacquer, mud and gold mahogany, and carved to shine.

Looking at a group of busy figures behind him quietly through the bronze mirror, Zhao Qing smiled coldly in his heart.

Hehe, I really treat her as an invisible person.

In front of her, the victim, she began to blatantly paint the wall and whitewash to cover up the peace.

Xiangping held the clothes and jewelry sent by the eldest lady, "Third grandmother, please change clothes." ”

A mother-in-law had already stepped forward to untie the ponytail that she had casually tied behind her head in the morning and pulled it up neatly.

As soon as the change was finished, a little maid hurriedly ran in, "Master Fang has arrived!" As soon as the words fell, I heard the little maid at the gate of the courtyard shouting, "Master Fang is fine." ”

Zhao Qing stood up with Xiangping's outstretched hand.

"Xue Ying is really resurrected!" As soon as he was surrounded by everyone and came to the door of the main hall, Master Fang had already walked in.

Zhao Qing raised his eyes and looked.

Master Fang is in his forties, wearing a stove blue fine silk gown, stepping on mille-feuille bottom soap blue soft cloth shoes, his eyes are not big, and his cautious dodging gaze is slightly lowered, looking a little obscene.

This is her father in this life?

Zhao Qing's hand subconsciously pressed on the piece of butterfly at the bottom of her clothes, which she had been burning for three days and couldn't pick it off by all means.

In the previous life, the experience of appreciating jade, this is definitely a priceless longevity.

It was rumored in the house that the two thieves on the wedding night were greedy for the funeral goods in Shen Huaiyu's coffin, and opened her coffin by mistake, so they saved her life, but only she knew that the two thieves were here for this priceless butterfly!

She vividly remembered that the moment she opened her eyes, the thief's hand was reaching for her collar, and there was not a trace of chagrin in her greedy gaze.

can give her such a priceless piece of shroud Qin Butterfly Pei, Master Fang must love her daughter very much.

But why can't I feel it at all from his gaze?

Zhao Qing looked at Master Fang again.

Old Man Fang was also looking at him.

There was nervousness, apprehension, and uncertainty in his wandering eyes, but he didn't have the kind of concern that Zhao Qing saw in the eyes of his parents in his previous life, that blood was thicker than water.

No, the maids behind him asked one after another, "Master Fang." Zhao Qingzhen doubted that the person in front of her was her predecessor's father, Fang Ping'an.

The hand pressed to his chest again, and the warm temperature was still there.

The person in front of her did bury her a priceless shroud butterfly!

Without the family affection that blood is thicker than water, ordinary people will never be able to do it.

He is indeed her father in this life!

I wonder if he knows that his daughter is unmarried and pregnant?

If you don't know...... Will he be furious?

A trace of hesitation flashed in Zhao Qing's eyes, and he was immediately replaced.

It's too late.

After brewing for three days, I think that the Shen family has already made full preparations, whether Fang Ping'an knows it or not, the old lady will have a showdown with him today, instead of being caught off guard and letting the Shen family lead the way, it is better to take the risk of his anger now to tell him about this matter.

Try to discuss the countermeasures before the old lady and the big lady come.

Regardless of whether Master Fang would be angry because of this sudden news, he and himself were the same interest team.

The interests are the same, the honor and disgrace are shared, and no matter how angry Master Fang is, he has to protect himself first!

It's a pity that the idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

The heart was churning like boiling water, Zhao Qing had long forgotten the precept of "walking slowly, small steps" given to her by this body, and habitually strode forward, as soon as she raised her legs, her body was very useless and "crashed".

The whole person stood there stiffly, unable to even make a polite smile, only a look without any emotion in his beautiful eyes quietly stared at Master Fang.