Feng Jiuli and Xiaoqing returned to the Cheng'en Mansion and learned that the Cheng'en Gong, that is, the original father, was not in the mansion, and returned directly to their courtyard.

After these two days of getting along, Xiaoqing was no longer afraid of her young master, so at this time, the two were sitting around a table, gobbling up the food on the table.

"Young Master, if you said that the person who assassinated the young master today is really Madame, will she do it again?" Xiaoqing asked nervously while eating.

Feng Jiuli paused, then shook her head and said, "It shouldn't be, unless she is a fool, after all, she is also afraid of the Queen Mother, otherwise, she will not keep this young master until now." ”

"That's good, I hope Madam can see the face of the Queen Mother and let the young master go." Xiaoqing relieved her heart and continued to eat vegetables.

Leave her alone?

Feng Jiuli lowered her eyes slightly, and the corners of her lips hooked a meaningful smile.

"Young Master, you are going to the Nine Princes' Mansion tomorrow, Xiaoqing can't follow you, you must be careful, don't make the Nine Princes angry again." Xiaoqing spoke again and admonished uneasily.

"Yes, got it." Feng Jiuli nodded, raising her eyes to look at Xiaoqing, "Do you know, where is gunpowder sold in Kyoto?" ”

Gunpowder?

Xiao Qing was stunned for a moment, and asked suspiciously: "The gunpowder is used to light the fire in the kitchen of the house, what does the young master want gunpowder for?" ”

"For fire?" Feng Jiu's eyes were slightly surprised, and then he thought of the development history of gunpowder, when gunpowder was first discovered, it was indeed used as a fire attack, but he didn't expect that in this world, it would be regarded as a fire-making thing, but it was really a tyrannical thing!

"I'm useful, tell me quickly, where is it sold?" Feng Jiuli's expression suddenly became excited.

Xiao Qing hesitated and said: "Young master, there are grocery stores in Kyoto that sell it, but the price of gunpowder is very expensive, and it is generally only bought by large families, but the young master's monthly silver is not enough to buy it at all." ”

"Not enough to buy? Then take these, these, and all of them as such, and that's enough! Feng Jiuli stretched out her finger and pointed to the glittering golden furnishings around her, and then pointed to the night pot under the bed, and reluctantly spoke.

In order to deal with the Nine Princes, she can be regarded as having made a lot of money.

"But young master, are those fakes?" Xiao Qing's eyes when she looked at Feng Jiuli were suddenly full of sympathy.

When Madame did not pass away, these decorations were indeed true, and since Cheng'en Gong married his stepwife, these decorations were secretly replaced by his stepwife.

At that time, she did mention it to the young master a few times, but the young master didn't believe it at all, saying that the lady was so good to her, how could it be replaced by a fake.

In order not to be disliked by the young master, or to say that she had ulterior motives, she had to never mention this matter again.

"Fake?" Feng Jiuli suddenly stood up violently as if she had been stepped on by her tail.

But when I thought of her current situation, I still endured and sat down.

Very good, one day, she will take back these revenges.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the door, and then a woman in a purple robe walked in the doorway.

The woman was about thirty years old, and she looked kind, graceful and luxurious, but there was a slight calculating look in her eyes, which made Feng Jiuli recognize the person in an instant.

The original stepmother, Lin Jingying.

Lin Jingying glanced at the rice on the table, with a false smile on her face, and said, "Li'er, you came back from the Queen Mother, why don't you go to your mother first?" I have always regarded you as my own son, but in the absence of your father, we should be closer to each other. ”