The duke of the governor's family is leaving again

The man covered his belly and laughed wantonly, almost rolling on the ground, the people at his table looked helpless.

"Hey, when you were in the capital, why didn't you mention your father openly and silently? It's so majestic to come to Lingnan, Zhen's slug!"

"puff!"

Yazhu couldn't hold back the laughter when she heard Qiaoyu's childhood nickname.

Glancing at the witty words, Yazhu covered her mouth and suppressed a smile.

The nickname of Black History made Miao Yu stomp her feet in anger.

Now is not the time to haggle over the table with Yazhu, but this person has a lot of background.

The witty words have always relied on her identity as a woman, and men don't care too much about her, "Hide your head and show your tail, who are you?"

The man stopped smiling, but he didn't look at the punchline.

Instead, he said to the young man, "My lord Yan, what a great pleasure to do business for His Majesty, accompanied by beautiful family members like flowers all the way, and often listen to the opinions of beauties, if the Holy Majesty knows, he will be very happy."

Lord Yan's face tightened, but he couldn't see clearly the face under the black veil and bamboo hat, and he didn't know the voice very well.

It is not surprising that this person can recognize himself.

He can also know the nickname of his cousin who was ridiculed when he was young, and he is not afraid to say his cousin's father's identity, so his origin is not ordinary.

"I also planned to send her back to Beijing tomorrow."

"Cousin, he..."

Master Yan's tone became more serious, "Xia Shi, send Miss Biao upstairs."

Qiao Yu had never seen her cousin so angry, she shrank her neck, not daring to mess around anymore.

Red-eyed and wronged, she glared at the man who exposed her past, then glared at Chen Yuan, then turned around and ran upstairs wiping her tears.

The other party obviously didn't want to reveal their identity, Lord Yan only gave a little salute, turned to the postman and said, "Let them take shelter from the rain in the stable."

In itself, those officials who have been promoted or relegated have not yet reached the place of office, and they have no official position and cannot exercise their management rights in other people's rule.

However, with the status of Juren and Jinshi, and holding a letter of appointment, it is natural to be unimpeded at the post station.

In fact, it is similar to the situation of Miss Chen who has no public office, except that they are officials and have fame.

But Miss Chen not only has work experience, but also has a letter of recommendation from her previous office. Even if she fails to work in the Suizhou government office, she can still work as an office worker in other counties. After all, office workers are in short supply.

So as long as you don't meet too expensive nobles, basically it will be convenient.

This is also the reason why he didn't open his mouth to chase people away at the beginning. He was new here and didn't know the intricate network of relationships in Lingnan.

I don't want to offend anyone rashly.

Mr. Yan is very clear about this, after all, he is not some noble person who cannot be confronted, and he is just doing errands under the imperial order.

It's just that my cousin is very noisy, and every time I want to calm her down, I always have to obey her advice.

If someone tells His Majesty about this...

Master Yan got a headache.

Chen Yuan didn't care about Mr. Yan who was preoccupied, nor did she express her gratitude to the man who made a witty remark, and helped Zeng Chi leave the hall and went to the stable.

There is a roof to keep out the heavy rain, and it will not be so uncomfortable in the carriage.

Removed the wet mat, wiped off the water in the compartment, and spread the dry quilt in the box, "Brother, you take the soap and wash your hands in the rain, change your clothes, and then come back and change the clean clothes for Master."

"What about you?"

"I'm going to borrow the kitchen to make medicine."

"it is good."

Because Shui Sheng was the first to help the boy in coir raincoat, Chen Yuan didn't pick up the things that boy handed him before. When going out, there must be someone who keeps not directly touching outsiders and their things.

Seeing Shui Sheng taking off her outer shirt and washing her hands in the rain, Chen Yuan put on gloves, wrapped the silver ingots in kraft paper, and made a rope to wake up the lion. With her arms hanging on her thighs, she carried the medicine bag and the hen back to the hall.

The postman saw Chen Yuan, "Miss Chen, I'm afraid we have to wait for a while, there are still people using the kitchen."

"Thank you, can I wait here for a while?"

"No problem." Seeing that she was carrying the chicken, the postman said, "You can hang the hen on the back of the chair."

Chen Yuan knew that she was thinking wildly, but she couldn't talk about her conjecture, so she said nonsense, "I want to practice finger strength, so I want to mention it for a while."

"Why does the girl want to practice finger strength?"

"During an autopsy, it takes a lot of strength to cut open the sternum or open the head."

The postman let out a dumbfounded cry, "I see."

This meal can be said to be the happiest meal Li Jing had after encountering the witty words. Yazhu glanced at Chen Yuan, said nothing, and Shi Shiran went upstairs.

Three tables of people also went upstairs one after another after eating, and their attendants collected the dishes and left.

These qualified and fastidious people will bring servants who can cook with them when they go out, and they will not use dishes and chopsticks outside.

The person who helped Chen Yuan at the table put down his chopsticks and went upstairs.

An old postman came over to collect the bowls and chopsticks.

After burning a stick of incense, he came back again and said to the postman at the counter, "Xiao Ding, there is no one in the kitchen."

"I know the old horse." Ding Yizu pointed to the horse, "Miss Chen, follow the old horse to the kitchen."

"Thank you Ding Yizu!"

Zeng Shuisheng washed his hands seven times after hearing Chen Yuan's words, helped his grandfather change into clean clothes, and helped him fall asleep.

Then I remembered that my junior sister said that she wanted to boil medicine!
She boils medicine?
She won't burn down the station!

It was only then that Shui Sheng remembered that her junior sister, who had learned all kinds of skills, just couldn't burn firewood.

Startled suddenly, he put on clean clothes and jumped off the carriage.

The first is to look at the station.

Fortunately, there is no fire yet!

He ran into the post station, Ding postman saw him in a hurry, "Little Brother Zeng, what is this?"

"Where is the kitchen?"

"there."

"Thank you!"

Ding Yizu watched his figure disappear from his eyes like lightning, shook his head, propped his chin, turned his head and continued to look at the running water on the eaves.

Shui Sheng knocked on the kitchen door, Chen Yuan poked her head out, with a smile on her face, "Brother, what are you doing here?"

"You didn't burn the kitchen down, did you?"

The corner of Chen Yuan's mouth twitched, "I don't know how to make a fire, but I gave the money to the people at the post station to help cook the medicine. They are watching. You go back and guard the master. Don't worry here."

Through the crack of the door, Shui Sheng saw a figure squatting beside the pot, and then she put her heart back in her stomach.

Just now he was so worried as if he had seen his junior sister sentenced to prison for burning down the post, sleeping on the straw and being frightened by mice and crying loudly.

"It scared me to death. I was already thinking about how to go to the prison to rob the prison."

"..."

Chen Yuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry as she watched Zeng Shuisheng leave, and closed the door behind her.

The figure who was stuffing a stick into the stove hole on the other side of the stove turned his head.

"Why did your senior brother go to jail for you?"

Chen Yuan shrugged helplessly, "I almost burned the Yizhuang kitchen and his kitchen once."

"Hahaha, I'm so laughing at you, you can burn down the house and you can't even cook the pot. You are not a woman, but you are a heroine!"

For a moment, Chen Yuan didn't know whether the other party was praising her or belittling her.