The father and daughter are rare to walk together and stroll through the streets in this winter.

Meng Xing thought about it, but he couldn't help but persuade, "I see that Lu Nanfeng is not a merciless person, I know, maybe the two of you are still possible."

Meng Zhiyi said, "Dad, do you think we can climb high?"

Meng Xing said: "How to climb high. When Lu Nanfeng was not Lu Shizi, the two of you got married. You didn't dislike him. Besides, although our family is the daughter of a merchant, we have a lot of silver."

Meng Xing had already planned to come to Kyoto, and he was also transferring assets in advance, so when Jiangnan City became a rebellion, the losses of the Meng family were minimized.

Their family also has a certain strength.

Meng Zhiyi also didn't want to think about these things, and he didn't want to step into the troubled waters around Lu Nanfeng again, "Dad, you also know that when I married him, I threw hydrangeas in the same way, which was originally unfair. Moreover, he has always only used this identity...... Dad, we said yes!"

Meng Xing was helpless: "Okay, okay, I won't persuade you, you decide your own affairs." Daddy has something to carry for you."

Meng Zhiyi nodded.

Later, accompanied Meng Xing to send the rest of the New Year's gifts, and the two of them went to the Meng family's weaving pavilion to take a look, and when they went back, it was already past the time for lunch.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Yongheng hasn't left yet.

"Acquaintance, uncle, you have finally returned." Zhou Yongheng saw the father and daughter coming back, and hurriedly walked over.

Meng Zhiyi said, "Gongzi Zhou, I just passed by your door and saw Mrs. Zhou looking for you."

"My mother can't care about looking for me today, Ah Yi don't try to lie to me." Zhou Yongheng said with a smile.

Lunch was eaten by everyone, but Meng Lang had not yet returned.

Meng Xing said that he saw something in the carriage, so he chased him out.

The afternoon was even more busy, but fortunately, Zhou Yongheng left, and after Meng Zhiyi sent red envelopes to the little maid in the yard, he went to see Mrs. Meng again.

The old lady doesn't know her anymore, and it's quite flexible to hold the wooden fish and knock it when it's okay.

After instructing Yang's mother, Meng Zhiyi received the news from Zheng Huwei, and the person had already received it.

"Good work." Meng Zhiyi gave Zheng Huwei a red envelope, "You go back to reunite with your family first."

Zheng Huwei nodded, "Then I'll hand it over to Zhang Huwei in the next few days."

After he finished speaking, he saw Escort Zhang walk in from outside.

"Miss." Zhang Huwei clenched his fists at Meng Zhiyi, and looked at her with a pair of eyes with some eagerness.

Meng Zhiyi also smiled, this was the first time he had seen Zhang Huwei when he came back. He was injured and recuperated for a period of time before, but then because he didn't know that Meng Zhiyi had already returned to Kyoto, he went to Jiangnan City again.

"Just come back. There's a lot more to bother you in the future."

Zhang Huwei: "The eldest lady is polite."

Now in fact, the Meng family doesn't need guards, and even Zheng guards went to the shop to help.

Meng Zhiyi said, "You also go to rest first, my father will arrange for you if there is something." Z.br>

Meng Zhiyi took out the red envelope and handed it to him.

Guard Zhang took it and nodded. was taken out by Zheng Escort again.

At night.

After dinner, Meng Zhiyi waited until the hour was almost up, changed his clothes, and quietly went out through the back door.

Not long after she left, a window opened quietly in the closed door.

Lu Nanfeng glanced at the winter solstice on the side of the screen, nodded like a shadow like a chicken pecking rice, and gently lifted the corner of the curtain.

But there was no one inside.

Could it be that Mrs. Meng didn't come back? But why didn't the winter solstice follow?

Lu Nanfeng had doubts in his heart and quietly left.

Dream Garden.

"Sister, you, it turns out that you are the daughter of the Meng family, the richest man in Jiangnan!"

When the woman saw Meng Zhiyi coming in, she was a little afraid to recognize her.

Especially Ah Sheng, who was standing behind her, looked at it curiously

Meng Zhiyi.

"That's what it used to be." Meng Zhiyi asked her to sit down, "You understand the situation, right? I'm really happy to have you here."

The woman nodded, "Understood, no wonder you always wanted to eat meat at that time, it turned out that you were pregnant. Ah Sheng and I don't have anything to worry about over there, and it's too late for me to be happy if you can arrange a job for me."

Speaking of those few days, Meng Zhiyi was still very happy, and asked Ah Sheng, "Do you like Kyoto?"

"Yes, there are a lot of people...... Ah Sheng replied, "I just saw your son, and he looks better than you."

"Ah Sheng!" The woman scolded him.

Meng Zhiyi smiled unmindfully, "It's okay, I'm happy to praise my son." Ah Sheng, please take care of my son in the future."

Ah Sheng raised his chin and looked unhappy.

In fact, after he arrived in the afternoon, he played with Xiao Aqi for a long time on the edge of the cradle.

Ah Sheng's eyes rolled, and he said to Meng Zhiyi, "I can play with him, but can you do me a favor?"

"What, you say."

"Brought us to that hero, I want to worship him as a teacher, I want to learn martial arts."

The woman twisted Ah Sheng's ears, "How did I tell you, Miss Meng will be our master in the future, how dare you put forward conditions." You won't listen to me, see if I'm going to smoke your ass."

Ah Sheng glanced at Meng Zhiyi with some concern, and then knelt in front of her, "I know, you give us a good life, and we have to repay you. But I didn't say I wouldn't repay it, I just begged you for help. That hero doesn't listen to you, too."

Meng Zhiyi was amused by his appearance, "It's not impossible, but it depends on your performance."

"Okay. I'm doing well." Ah Sheng was immediately filled with hope.

The woman said, "Miss Meng, don't promise him, he just doesn't know anything and is tough. I'll educate him well when I go back."

Meng Zhiyi: "It's okay, it's good to have a goal. I made a note of this. I don't come back often, so you can live in the Garden of Dreams in the future, and take care of Xiao Ah Ci with Xingniang."

"Okay, wake up girl told me. I know, I'm going to do it."

Meng Zhiyi went to see Xiao Aci again, hugged him and put him to sleep, and then went back.

It was already late when I went back, and when I heard the sound on the winter solstice, I hurriedly burned some hot water for the charcoal basin, and brought hot water to Meng Zhiyi to soak his feet first.

"Girl, it's so hard for you to run like this. Why don't you just take the little master back! Our yard is far from the front yard, and no one will know about it."

Meng Zhiyi smiled, "Let's wait a little longer."

And her yard is not safe at all, otherwise Lu Nanfeng would not have touched it directly.

What Meng Zhiyi didn't know was that when she came back to the yard just now, on the tree not far away, Lu Nanfeng had been staring at her.

The Meng family's shop opened on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year.

The Chinese New Year is tantamount to the busiest, and Meng Zhiyi is not the eldest lady who only knows how to shrink at home, so she goes to the shop to watch and help when she gets up.

Because she found that the road to the shop was the closest to the Dream Garden, passing by here was like taking a look at Xiao Aci.

Many of the stewards in the shop are acquaintances, and Meng Zhiyi still has some impressions.

The weaving pavilion is divided into three floors, and there are two courtyards at the back, covering a very wide area, but it is a little remote.

The Meng family now only has this one shop, and all the hard work is here.

Meng Xing also has his own channels, and the silk he gets is better than others, and he also has experience in weaving skills, and the fabrics he gets are much better than those of other shops.

So, although they haven't been in Kyoto for long, the name is still quite loud. That is, the business is not bad.

The first floor in front is the ready-to-wear display, which you can view at will, and the second floor is for the nobles, which pays more attention to privacy. As for the third floor, it is generally used for meetings, the residence of the steward, and the guest rooms.

The third floor was basically vacant, so Meng Zhiyi asked people to prepare a room for himself on the third floor.

She plans to concentrate on her career, and she will give Xiao Aci more family property in the future.

In the backyard, it is the place where the embroidery girl is, and the place where the next person lives and eats.

Meng Zhiyi asked Dong Solstice to arrange his own room, and he went to see the embroidery girl.

There are a total of six embroiderers here, and the things we embroider are also different. There are not many rules, generally which pattern sells better, and the steward will inform you that everyone embroiders more. But it's usually casual embroidery.

Meng Zhiyi glanced at the patterns placed on the side, as well as the embroidery in the hands of the embroiderer, and felt that it was not okay to be so casual. There are still rules to do things, even if the customer doesn't ask them, they have to be strict with themselves.

However, Meng Zhiyi did not come up and asked these embroiderers to change their work habits, but first wrote down these tricks, and then went shopping with the winter solstice.

She just wants to observe what everyone in Kyoto City likes to wear.

Kyoto is different from Jiangnan Castle, where women like to dress more dignified, and the colors are heavier and more atmospheric.

But with Meng Zhiyi's aesthetics, she still likes to match it more small and fresh, with a more tender color and a lighter look.

The two of them took snacks and looked around, in the eyes of outsiders, Meng Zhiyi was the first time he came to Kyoto, and he was curious about everything.

The window of a teahouse was half opened, and Lu Nanfeng held a cup in one hand and tasted it shallowly, but his eyes followed the figure.

Xiao Jiu smiled on the side: "Now that Ah Feng is staring at so many people in the court, everyone's daughter wants to stuff it into your arms, if you want to be the son-in-law of the previous door, I'm afraid it's not so easy."

No one would agree that the daughter of a powerless merchant snatched this sweet food from right under their noses.

Lu Nanfeng put down the cup, his face was not very sad, "Even if she agrees, I'm afraid that those women don't want to come into the Lu Mansion as concubines."

Xiao Jiu was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

This is determined that only the eldest lady of the Meng family is recognized. But how did he hear that the two of them had already written and left the book.

Just as he was smiling, Xiao Jiu suddenly glanced at him, "Look, it's not just Ah Feng who is in demand."

Lu Nanfeng followed his gaze and saw a figure jumping down from a carriage.