Qiao Wanshi realized through this incident that it was a man who was dealing with her, so she heard that she had actually broken into Sikong Fan's bedroom, and couldn't help but open her eyes in embarrassment, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry for bothering you." ”

"It's me who didn't manage my subordinates well."

Then there was an eerie silence, Qiao Wanshi scratched her head, "Rest early." ”

Sikong Fan opened his mouth and said nothing in the end.

At this time, Uncle Liu walked in, "Young master, do you want to choose two more maids?" ”

In his opinion, these women in the county are definitely not worthy of the young master, but unfortunately there is no woman to serve them.

The young master, who is deeply respected by the old general, is not to mention the best in the room around him, and the manners and rules are also good.

Just when Uncle Liu was thinking about whether to call the girl in the capital over, he saw Sikong Fan sleeping in a sleeping position, "The old slave retired." ”

When he closed the door, the young man on the bed said lightly: "Just pick two to serve the food." ”

How's that going to work?

Uncle Liu was secretly anxious, his young master was already weak in that aspect, don't be fooled up today, right?

As everyone knows, Sikong Fan is inexplicably afraid......

Early the next morning, the two of them had breakfast together and were ready to go back to the county seat.

Still riding the same horse.

When Sikong Fan pulled her up, Qiao Wanshi suddenly screamed.

"What's wrong?"

Sikong Fan dismounted and helped her.

"Back pain."

The place where I was kicked by Tuesday yesterday finally had a seizure after a night, and it was nothing to walk, but I was pulled just now, and I couldn't stand it anymore.

Sikong Fan stared at the fine sweat on her forehead, threw down a sentence and waited to go back to the manor, and walked out with a fist-sized gourd in a short time.

"It's ...... Exclusive medicated oil"

Moved uncomfortably, and muttered, "Isn't there a carriage?" ”

"Yes." Without waiting for Qiao Wanshi to speak, Sikong Fan continued: "Do you want me to give you a car?" ”

I confirmed the tone, it was a car I couldn't afford to sit in.

Qiao Wanshi suddenly shut up.

There was a drizzle in the second half of last night.

The horses galloped on the road, and there were already people waving rakes in the paddy fields on both sides of the field, and the willows were slightly green, and the spring breeze was blowing lightly.

Qiao Wanshi couldn't help but chant, "Wet clothes want to wet the apricot blossom rain, blowing the face does not chill the willow wind." ”

"Ding, the host has a main quest~" Xiao Jiu happily interrupted a poetic expression, "Promote high-quality rice, and reward points according to the scope of promotion!" ”

"There are only two lines, but there are still two lines in this poem?"

Although Sikong Fan is a military general, he will also appreciate literature, and he can listen to the poem of the talented girl, and according to the rhyme, there should be the first two sentences.

Qiao Wanshi was full of thoughts about the task, but she didn't answer, but her face was poked, and she couldn't help waving away the other party's messy hand, and said angrily:

"It's gone, it's gone."

Sikong Fan poked it twice, and seeing that she gave up struggling, it was boring to poke twice.

All the way to the county seat, Sikong Fan sent her to the door of shop No. 180, helped her get off the horse, and asked:

"What do you want to do with Tuesday and the Qiao family?"

"Let the county master handle it impartially."

Tuesday or so couldn't run away for a thousand miles of exile, and Mrs. Qiao was no better, she still remembered the disgusting face of the family, and emphasized: "Poke the affairs of the Qiao family into Qiao Hongda's academy." ”

Hmph, if you dare to take my life, Lao Tzu can also cut off your roots!

With a ruthless look, Sikong Fan narrowed his eyes and nodded to indicate that he knew.

"Thank you boss Sikong this time, I will think about how to repay it."

Sikong Fan turned over and got on his horse, "Then I'll wait." ”

Say goodbye and gently pinch the horse's belly; Ling Yun opened his hooves and trotted up.

Before stepping into the backyard, Qiao Wanshi was 'sandwiched' by her younger siblings, and the two children cried.

"Woo, I thought my sister wouldn't come back!"

"Why did you come back?"

Qiao Wanshi wasn't very scared last night, but now she can't help but be afraid, what if she really can't come back?

So he touched their heads, "I'm fine now, nothing happens." ”

After comforting the child, Qiao Wanshi bathed and changed clothes, and He Chen also added mugwort leaves, saying that it could ward off evil spirits.

Qiao Wanshi naturally didn't believe it, but she couldn't help but be kind.

Several children followed inch by inch, which made her have a headache, thought about it, suddenly clapped her hands, and said with a smile: "Let's make something delicious." ”

took out his housekeeping skills and made a caramel chiffon cake, which really coaxed a bunch of children into high spirits, and even He Chen and his wife were full of praise.

He Chen couldn't help but sigh, "The taste of such a soft dim sum is simply unheard of, and the palace is ......."

Halfway through speaking, she hurriedly stopped her mouth, and saw that Qiao Wanshi was laughing with the children, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Eldest sister, this is delicious~"

Children always express their likes with naïve exaggeration, and so does Jovi, holding his little face and smiling happily.

Qiao Wanzi was also, "I've never eaten such a delicious snack, sister, when did you learn it?" ”

Qiao Wanshi was slightly stunned, and then smiled:

"I figured it out myself."

The origin of the cake has to find a reason.

While everyone was happy, Qiao Wanshi announced the plan to run the cake shop soon, and was looked at by the three children with admiration, and a sense of pride rose in her heart, and she raised her fist to cheer up.

"We're going to make a lot of money with our craft!"

"Come on, sister!"

"That's right! Earn a lot of money! ”

Sikong Fan watched at the door for a long time, and saw that she was like the child king, innocent and deceitful, and it was difficult to associate with the appearance of her last night, and the more she looked at it, the more interesting it became.

He San was the first to discover him, and his expression was the same as that of He Chen at that time.

"The ...... of the commonplace"

The surprise of the exit was blocked by Sikong Fan gently raising a finger on his lips, and He San hurriedly shut up.

Qiao Wanshi turned her head when she heard the voice, and saw He San's expression, which was exactly the same as the expression of a high school student who skipped class in the 21st century, wearing a school uniform and meeting the director of education at an Internet café.

"Why are you here?"

When my eyes fell on the visitor, I couldn't help but light up.

Sikong Fan obviously also changed his clothes, and unexpectedly, he actually changed into a moon-white brocade robe, and his hair was tied with silver buttons, which seemed to be more dazzling compared to the blue sky in the afternoon.

"News came from the county government that after Tuesday he recovered from his injuries, he went to find the women who had been sold, and then sentenced to exile." Sikong Fan said as he looked at her reaction, too calm, "And the Qiao family." ”

Qiao Wanshi sighed and motioned for him to continue with her eyes.

This time, Sikong Fan intervened, and the county lord was all cleaned up, even though Mrs. Qiao was already sixty or seventy years old, she was arrested and thrown into prison first, and the charges were announced on the notice board.

Qiao's family was skinned all of a sudden, and they were disgraced from Xiahe Village to the entire county.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Sikong Fan added, "If you feel angry, I will let you remove the fame of the Qiao Hongda brothers." ”

"Not really."

If she discredits her fame, the entire Xiahe Village will come to her, which is so troublesome.

Even so, Uncle Lizheng came to her to intercede, knocked on the door early in the morning, and He San welcomed him in.

"Tea, please."

He Chen served snacks and tea, and Uncle Li Zheng sat at the table of the Eight Immortals, bowing his head a little stiffly and thanking him.

After a while, Qiao Wanshi walked out dressed neatly, "Uncle Lizheng, I'm sorry to wait for a long time." ”

In the eyes of everyone in Xiahe Village, the children left behind by Qiao Ergui were all yellow-faced and thin-skinned, like little beggars on the side of the road.

Li Zheng raised his eyes and froze.