Zhang Zhiyu picked up a woman on the way back to Beijing who was on the run.

The woman ran all the way and saw his carriage and knelt down in front of it.

"Childe save me!"

Zhang Zhiyao lifted the curtain and saw a woman dressed as a village girl.

The woman's face was stained with a little filth, veil masked, but she had a pair of eyes like splashed ink paintings, tears swirling in her eyes, and her dense long eyelashes were hung with water droplets, which were incomparably beautiful.

Zhang Zhiyu was only amazed for a moment, and then lowered the curtain.

These eyes are indeed very beautiful, but there are many beauties in Jinling City, and there are many women in distress outside the city.

Just as he was about to urge the coachman to set off, a luxurious woman beside him sneered and said: "What kind of life-saving is to count on you to carry her into the house as a concubine or a concubine or a room, and there will be hope in this life." There are many nobles in Jinling City who have been stopped by the carriage like this. ”

This is his cousin, Zhou Rong.

With just one sentence, Zhang Zhiyu changed his mind.

The curtain was lifted again, and he said to the woman, "Come up." ”

Zhou Rong watched the woman kneel and thank her and come to the carriage, frowning in disgust.

"Cousin, do you want her to sit with us?"

"You can go and take your own carriage," Zhang Zhiyu said softly, "Ah Rong, this is my carriage." ”

At this point, Zhou Rong's face was ugly for a while, but he snorted, got up and jumped out of the carriage sullenly.

When passing by her, Zhou Rong wanted to glare at her, but paused when he met her eyes.

"Did I see you somewhere?"

The woman lowered her head and said cowardly: "Miss's daughter, I am a lowly citizen, how can I see Miss?" ”

Zhou Rong was quite satisfied when he heard this, "You have a little self-knowledge." ”

With that, she turned and went to the carriage behind her.

The woman entered the carriage and sat down tremblingly at the position of the curtain of the car, with the happiness of the rest of her life after the catastrophe on her face, "Childe saved my life, that is, I will recreate my benefactor, I am willing to make cattle and horses for Childe......"

"No need," Zhang Zhiyu looked her up and down, "There are many rough envoys in my house, and you look like you are not used to work, and after entering Jinling City for a while, you can find a place to get off the carriage." ”

Zhang Zhiyu is no better than those boudoir ladies, he has traveled abroad since he was a child, he has seen a lot of the world, and he can see the strangeness in her.

A lowly citizen, but with a pair of hands with fine skin and tender meat, can't make sense.

The woman knew that he was not easy to fool, so she put away her pretended to be restrained, her eyes sank slightly, and she got straight to the point: "I have heard that Zhang Gongzi has traveled all over the world for many years, and I dare to ask, is Gongzi lingering on this great river and mountain, or is he looking for someone?" ”

Zhang Zhiyu smiled: "You really came prepared." ”

It's no secret that he's looking for someone, but it's still far from his eyes.

The carriage moved forward slowly, and the woman said unhurriedly: "My mother once borrowed from your mansion, and after Ling Ci disappeared, my mother also left the Zhenguo Mansion. ”

Zhang Zhiyu still didn't look at her squarely.

"I've heard things like that hundreds of times."

Either for a reward, or for the sake of getting close to him, there are countless people who lie that they are old acquaintances with his mother.

"Doesn't Childe ask me my first name?" The woman sat upright and said, "My surname is Jiang Qingyue." ”

Jiang Qingyue.

Hearing this name, Zhang Zhiyu was stunned for a moment, "It has the same name as an old friend from my childhood, but it's a pity that she died early." ”

"Dead?" Jiang Qingyue asked.

At first, she heard that she would respond to death, but she got used to it after listening to it too much.

Zhang Zhiyu said of this old childhood friend with a lot of emotion: "She is also pitiful, and her family has suffered a change when she is in her prime. Now her father has finally cleared his name...... But she died three years ago, and she died quite miserably, and she couldn't see it today. ”

Jiang Qingyue naturally heard that her father cleared his grievances.

A month after the sedan chair of the relatives was gone, the emperor suddenly fell ill and was ill for more than ten days.

Ten days later, the emperor's health improved, and it happened that the retrial of Jiang Liu's case in Dali Temple also had a result, and the emperor severely punished the culprit and sent someone to Yelang to welcome Jiang Liu.

It's just that the West Factory is gone, and the emperor Fengjiang is retained as the Marquis of Yangping, and the mansion is returned to the world, and he has wronged Jiang Qing to the world.

If it weren't for that, Jiang Qingyue wouldn't dare to admit her name and surname.

Now she is no longer the "daughter of a criminal minister".

Zhang Zhiyu looked at her again: "It's strange to say, after the accident of Jiangchang Gong back then, many women with the same name and surname as Jiang Qingyue changed their names, for fear of being contaminated. Now there are people who call themselves by this name. ”

Jiang Qingyue heard his ridicule, disagreed, and smiled: "I was five years old when I left the Zhenguo Mansion, and you were eight years old. ”

At that time, she was too young, and she remembered playing with Zhang Zhiyu in the Zhenguo Mansion, but she couldn't remember many details.

Especially later, he was absent from Jinling City for many years and almost never met again.

Zhang Zhiyu was stunned again, and left the Guogong Mansion at the age of five...... What does she mean is that she is Jiang Qingyue, the daughter of Jiang Changgong?

The surprise in his eyes was fleeting, and the irony on his lips deepened.

"I've seen swagger and deception, but I've never seen someone who lied that he was Jiang Qingyue. Which ravine did you come from, and you don't know that Jiang Qingyue has already died thoroughly? ”

He stopped the coachman and said to her, "Go down." ”

If there is no evidence, she will really be driven down.

Jiang Qingyue took a deep breath and said in a puff, "I know where Ling Ci is. ”

-

Zhang Zhiyu, the eldest son of the Zhenguo Mansion, came back and brought back a strange woman.

Zhang Zhiyao took the woman to meet her mother-in-law, Sun Hongyan.

Sun Hongyan sat on the main seat, holding tea in her hand, and stared at the woman's pockmarked face.

The facial features are handsome, but no matter how handsome the face is, with this pockmarked face, it will be useless.

Sun Hongyan cleared her throat and said in a helpless tone: "Zhiyu, this is ......"

"Mother, don't look at this girl ugly, she is a famous female lucky star in Longnan, and she will be lucky wherever she goes."

Zhang Zhiyu swore and said: "She was sold to eight households, five families made a fortune, three households were promoted, and the people of Nannan robbed her of her head, and her son spent five hundred taels to buy her, maybe her son will be able to take the exam this year." ”

Sun Hongyan laughed when she heard this: "You don't work your homework, but you believe in this kind of thing." Well, since you'd rather believe it, leave her behind. ”

Jiang Qingyue was grateful: "Mrs. Xie! ”

Sun Hongyan stopped looking at her and asked Zhang Zhiyu: "If you stay in the mansion for a long time, your grandfather and your father won't recognize you." ”

"My son won't leave when he comes back this time." Zhang Zhiyu said.

Sun Hongyan glanced at him carefully, saw that he looked serious, knew that he was not talking casually, paused, and admonished: "You should have heard outside, your sister was promoted by the saint, and now she is Concubine An." The palace is an eventful place, and when you come back, you must be cautious in your words and deeds, and don't cause trouble, so that your sister will be criticized. ”