"It's your business if you're not worried, what does it have to do with me?"

Jiang Cha didn't bother to argue with her, so she took the opportunity to find a free time and wanted to slip away, "Okay, if there is nothing else, I'll leave first, Miss Rong, please do it." ”

Rong Pei frowned, and wanted to say something again, when a servant came over and whispered to the maid next to her.

After hearing this, the maid's face was a little flustered, and she said to Rong Pei, "Miss, there's a letter from the capital." ”

These things are not things that Jiang Cha can listen to when he is present, Rong Pei can only give up, "Let's go." ”

Soon a group of people dispersed, leaving Jiang Cha alone in place.

Jiang Cha originally wanted to leave quickly and leave this place of right and wrong, but seeing that they seemed to have something important to discuss, he instantly didn't want to leave.

It must be something terrible to look so flustered.

She suddenly remembered that Sheng Nanqi had also said that Rong Pei, as a princess in Beijing, must have her private reasons for hiding her identity and living in a small town incognito, thinking so, Jiang Cha sneaked to the warehouse to change her clothes, lowered her head and followed the direction of Rong Pei's departure, and began to wander outside the room with a plate.

The maid was talking to the maid so fast that she forgot to use her aura to strengthen her hearing.

This son will learn to be obedient, secretly luck outside, hold her breath and listen to the sound coming from the room.

First, Rong Pei asked incredulously: "Really? ”

"It's true!" The maid replied, "Princess...... Will we see the wrong person, maybe this Zhao Gongzi is really not a good match for you. ”

"Impossible!"

Rong Pei said stubbornly, "As soon as I saw him that day, I felt that he was my son of destiny, and after communicating with him several times, I also felt that he was very talented, and what he said and did was particularly good to my heart. ”

"But...... But Shang Shuling said that Zhao Gongzi's answer sheet was a mess, and this time he was afraid that he would lose his name to Sun Shan. ”

"Princess, the emperor will never let you marry an ordinary country grass people." Another maid also said, "Lord Shang Shuling is your own uncle, how could he harm you." ”

"Will there be any mistakes in marking the papers?" Rong Pei still felt that there was fraud in it.

She thought of a solution: "Since my uncle handed over the letter today, it means that he must have a solution, as long as I continue to insist on marrying Zhao Gongzi, with my uncle's ability, it is not impossible to offset the original champion with his identity." ”

"But ......" The maid felt that her princess was really blinded by Zhao Demin.

"But we have been spying on the Zhao family for the past few days, princess, you also know that Zhao's mother is unkind, and the countrymen are even more vulgar, not to mention that Zhao Gongzi himself has a wife room at home, and he is not clear with other women outside the wife's room, in this case, the princess will not be happy even if she marries."

"Not necessarily."

Rong Pei was obsessed and said, "Mrs. Zhao is still okay with me, as for the wife's room, the second girl can't be a big deal, even if she is given a name, she will be a rough girl in the yard at most, but it is that ginger tea...... With sharp teeth and sharp mouth, I'm afraid it's not easy to deal with. ”

"Princess, the slave is wronged for you." The maid said silently, "You said that you have such good conditions, and you don't have any horses, why do you just look at that Zhao Gongzi." ”

Obviously, he has always been dismissive of everyone, and it is rare to be tempted, and he is still entrusted to a non-person.

This row of maids are all people who have grown up with Rong Pei since childhood, and naturally they also take pictures for her.

"I don't know." Rong Pei frowned slightly when he mentioned this, "I always feel that this person belongs to me for the rest of my life, no matter what, anyway, since I am a person, I still have to have fame, give me pen and paper, and I will send a letter to my uncle." ”

Even if you take the risk of transposition, you must get Zhao Demin's champion position.

“…… Be. Seeing that she couldn't move, the maid could only resign herself to her and handed her the pen and paper.

The conversation came to an abrupt end here, and all that remained was the sound of writing.

After Jiang Cha saw that he couldn't hear any other useful news, he put away his spiritual power.

She couldn't help but pout.

Cut, I thought it was something about the court or the specific reason for coming here, and the feelings were still because of Zhao Demin.

Princess Rongpei is really not sober-minded, everyone has fallen off the list, and at the risk of disrespect and bullying the king, she has to give him a fame, even if she gets this fame, Zhao Demin, who has no real materials, is still a straw bag, and he can't get into the hall of elegance.

Thinking so, Jiang Cha didn't want Zhao Demin to do what he wanted, let alone see Zhao's mother run rampant in the village.

Seeing that Rong Pei had written a letter, he instructed his subordinates to fly pigeons outside and pass the book.

She hurriedly aimed at the direction of the pigeon, and when the messenger left, she grabbed the pigeon with her spiritual power, took out the letter and let the pigeon go.

Crumpling the letter into a ball and throwing it into the oven not far away, Jiang Cha smiled as he looked at the pigeon flying away again.

This time, she wanted to see how proud Zhao Demin could be.

After a series of things were done, they soon came to the place where the battalion commander had returned, as the woman had said before.

After Jiang Cha made an appointment with Sheng Nanqi as usual, the two gathered at the destination and walked towards the suburbs.

The difference between this time and the last time is that ginger tea has brought an exceptionally large number of supplies.

These materials are put into the camp camps, and even if the porridge factory cannot be opened in a short period of time, it will be enough for these homeless people to eat for ten days and half a month.

Still the same as last time, before entering the camp in the fence, a rancid smell came to my face, and even more so this time than the last time.

Jiang Cha quickly took Sheng Nanqi's improved handkerchief and covered his mouth and nose, "Big brother, it's only been three days, how has the taste become even worse?" ”

Even if the epidemic worsens, it will not be so obvious that it will take effect so quickly.

Sheng Nanqi also sensed that something was wrong, "This smell doesn't look like the smell of the epidemic or any disease, it's a bit like rotting meat or corpse stench." ”

"Corpse stench?" Jiang Cha couldn't help but take two steps back, "Could it be that someone who was sick passed away before, and they didn't deal with it?" ”

This is not possible, and in the long run, the elderly and children who live here will also be affected, and their bodies will become weaker.

Sheng Nanqi said: "Let's go and have a look first." ”

Today, instead of being greeted by the last woman, they were replaced by an old man hunched over.

He seemed to recognize ginger tea, took out his broken bowl, stretched out his dead wood-like hand and trembled, "Okay, good boss, please, enjoy the food." ”

Ginger tea was not stingy, and when he saw this, he immediately gave a huge rice cake and put it in a bowl.

When the old man saw that there was something to eat, his eyes, which were originally godless, became like two black holes, and he had a figure, "Thank you, thank you." ”

When the others saw that the old man was about to eat, they also rushed up and surrounded them with ginger tea.

"The boss is good, I want it too."