In the face of this pomp and circumstance.

The descendants of the Zhong family were all smiling.

Especially the smiling face on Zhang Yinghua's face, it was the first time Zhong Ling had seen such a brilliant face since he came to this world.

Zhong Ling looked at this lively situation, although she was also happy for Zhang Yinghua, but she didn't want to get off the carriage, but at this time, it was too late for her to retreat, and she had already noticed the carriage of Zhongfu with sharp eyes.

"Xiucaigong, it must be Xiucaigong who is back."

As soon as he shouted, Zhong Ling couldn't get out of the car.

As Zhong Ling got out of the car, the noise became louder.

Some of these people seem to have forgotten how they looked down on Zhong Shuyu and praised Zhong Shuze before, anyway, now they are all enthusiastic.

Half an hour later, Zhong Ling's side was completely quiet. wap.fe✸ngshug❈e.✫i❄nf✦o

She sat next to the pile of gifts, looking at the gift slip in her hand, and the corners of her mouth turned up.

She naturally knows that these gifts are not entirely hers, after all, although she is now the leader, she is just a showman.

A showman doesn't even have the posture to be an official.

So these gifts are actually still for Zhong Zhengzhi.

It's just that in the past, these people didn't have a good name to give gifts to the Zhong Mansion, but now that she is a talent in the middle of the show, she has seized this legitimate opportunity, and these people will not send it.

That being said, Zhong Ling was not ready to give these gifts to Zhong Zhengzhi's old scumbag.

In her name, it was naturally hers.

After Zhong Ling glanced at the list, she asked her subordinates to carry the gifts to her yard.

Zhong Ling was about to get up and go back to the house, when Fang Dabao rushed in again, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Young master, the prince sent someone to send a gift."

As he spoke, he turned sideways, revealing behind him a young man dressed in fine clothes with a clean and upright face.

This son is someone else, the little guy named Minglu next to You Buyu.

Minglu is a person who has been serving by the side of Shizi since he was a child, so he has a very high spirit, and he is usually holding a shelf, but when he sees Zhong Ling, he doesn't dare to hold a shelf, because this is a person who even Shizi himself dares to flirt with his face, how dare he.

Ming Lu hurriedly saluted Zhong Ling.

"Zhong Gongzi."

Zhong Ling nodded, looked at the well-packaged box in his hand and said, "For me?" ”

Minglu nodded and said, "Exactly, after the prince learned that Zhong Gongzi was hit, he specially asked the slave to send it, and it is also a tribute from the emperor, which can be described as a thousand gold and hard to buy, I hope Zhong Gongzi will like it." ”

Ming Lu said and took the box to Zhong Ling.

Hearing this, the eyes of the people who heard it widened, what kind of treasure would it be if the emperor rewarded him!

The expression on Zhong Ling's face did not change, she reached out and took a look, she was not ready to open it immediately, looked at Ming Lu and said, "Thank you for me." ”

After speaking, she gestured slightly, and Fang Dabao immediately handed the reward money to Ming Lu.

After sending off the bright road.

Zhong Ling then returned to the house to unwrap her gifts.

As soon as the box was opened, inside was a pocket watch with very fine workmanship.

Metal, round watch, with an enamel floral pattern on the case, opens the lid to reveal the dial with hours, minutes, seconds and Roman numerals, as well as two extremely delicate gears.

At the back of the case is a brightly coloured enamel figure.

With a metal chain, it is really delicate and beautiful.

Zhong Ling looked at this object, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

This may be the most desirable gift she has received in her life.