Dressed as the evil daughter-in-law of a peasant family, the general becomes the darling of her hand

Fang Qingrou was amused by the other party's vow, "Then let's talk about a house worth 20 taels!"

The five injured men in the village are out of danger and just need to go back to rest, because Fang Qingrou paid for the medical expenses, and those families don't have much money, so they can only pay for it in a while, so they can only owe it.

It wasn't much at first, so Fang Qingrou didn't take it to heart.However, after this incident, the Song family's status in the village was not as good as before. Everyone knew that Fang Qingrou was capable, so they were very polite to the entire Song family.

The village chief was in bed. When he heard that Fang Qingrou and the others were moving, he immediately sighed and was reluctant to leave.

The old couple of the Song family were naturally reluctant to part with them, but they also knew that Fang Qingrou was right.

The official move took place three days later. The family took Zhao Yongzi's ox cart and took some clothes with them and left the village where they had lived for almost a lifetime.

Mrs. Song's eyes were wet, she sat down on the bullock cart, watching the old house getting further and further away, she couldn't tell what she felt in her heart.

"Oh, old sister, why are you crying? It's a good thing! I will go to the town to enjoy the blessings from now on!" Zhao Yongzi whipped the cow's buttocks. "At first, Xiaorou said that she wanted to hire me to drive the car. If your class goes to town, my job will be gone." ! Rou girl, if you go back to the village in the future, you will come to the old place to look for me!"

"Uncle Zhao, you can't lose this job. I will have to go to many places in the future, so I will have to hire you to drive the car. Don't think it's troublesome for me!"

"Oh, no way, Xiaorou does a really good job in this business. I didn't expect that an old man like me can take advantage of it!"

The ox cart took the Song family directly to Tianqing Lane. Looking at such a beautiful yard, Zhao Yongzi sighed repeatedly, saying that he was not lucky in this life and had no children, otherwise he would have to buy a house for his children.

Old Man Song smiled and said, "Uncle, we are not outsiders. You can come and stay for two days whenever you want. We welcome you at our house!"

"That's a good feeling!"

Kyoto, Rong family.

Wang Rong of Pingchang felt that his son had returned to his home and snorted, "He still knows how to come back!"

The princess Qian on the side touched Rong Jue's chest with her well-maintained hand, and she was angry with the King of Pingchang: "My lord, don't be angry, your son is old, it's time for fun, and besides, Yan'er has nothing to do." If you do, just let him go."

Qian is the descendant of the King of Pingchang, not Rong Yan's mother. She has a son named Rong Huan, who is six years younger than Rong Yan. Qian forces her to study hard all day long. Although she is young, she is also able to pass the exam. To the child's voice.

Qian now said that Rong Yan had nothing to do and was just having fun. He was obviously giving Rong Yan eye drops in front of the prince in a helpful tone.

Sure enough, Rong Jue became even more angry after hearing this: "How old is he and he still only cares about having fun! He can't be like Huan'er, study hard and get a good name!"

"Your Majesty, Yan'er is the eldest son after all, why do you need him to take the exam for merit again?"

"I have the final say on the throne of the Crown Prince! If he dares to be so unwilling to make progress again, he will no longer sit in the Crown Prince's position!"

Qian's heart was filled with joy, but she didn't show it at all on her face. "My lord, don't be angry. I will definitely supervise Yan'er."

The conversation between Qian and Rong Jue naturally reached Rong Yan’s ears in a short time.

There are no secrets in the big house, and there are many people talking. Whatever the master says, as long as it is not deliberately organized, it will spread to every corner of the house.

"Your Majesty, Qian is clearly provocative. Do you need your subordinates to teach him a lesson?" Bi Qing, Rong Yan's personal follower, asked.

Rong Yan didn't take it seriously, "Her mouth is not as annoying as it was the first day, so don't pay attention to it."

"Your Majesty, Chixi is back." A little maid reported outside the door.

Not long after, Chixi walked into Rong Yan's room carrying large and small bags.

"Is she okay?"

Chixi handed the things to Rong Yan cheerfully, "Well, well, well, well, I brought so many delicious things to the prince."

After finishing speaking, Chixi also deliberately added, "I was watching from the side, and Miss Fang made them all by herself!"

"Your Majesty, what's delicious? Let me try it for you, too!" Bi Qing said and looked into the bundle.Unexpectedly, Rong Yan said, "If you have nothing to do, just go out."

Bi Qing really didn't expect them to be kicked out like this. When did the eldest son of his family become so stingy?

After leaving Rong Yan's house, Bi Qing pulled Chi Xi gossiping, "Tell me, tell me, what happened these days when I wasn't with the Crown Prince? Also, what happened to Miss Fang?"

Chixi is mysterious, "That girl Fang is a fairy-like figure."

"And then?"

Chixi glanced at Bi Qing with disdain, "Don't you understand what I said?"

Bi Qing thought hard and then shook his head like a rattle.

Chixi's contempt became even more obvious, "You deserve to be the prince for not taking you with you. You are such a fool."

Bi Qing was not annoyed and followed Chi Xi, "Tell me, have you ever eaten the food made by that girl Fang? Is it delicious?"

"Come on, tell me, tell me, I won't tell you!"

The two of them were getting farther and farther away, and the corners of Rong Yan's mouth in the room were getting higher and higher, and he was thinking over and over in his heart that Fang Qingrou made this, made it with his own hands, and made it for him with his own hands.

Fortunately, Chixi didn't say that he had his own share, otherwise a certain prince who thought he had his own share would probably be sad.

Luoyueguan is the only place you must pass when returning to Beijing.

It was getting late at this time, and the third prince and others set up camp at Luoyue Pass.

"Fortunately, after we return to Beijing and hand over the errands, I will give you one month's leave and ask you to go home and bring me and my wife to Kyoto."

Song Xingzhi thanked him and looked at the fire feeling uneasy. He left without saying goodbye without giving any news to his parents at home. It had been a year since he left. He didn't know whether they were still okay or whether they still blamed himself.

The third prince Rong Qi noticed Song Xingzhi's concerns and patted him on the shoulder, "This is a great thing for you to make a great contribution to your career. Your parents will not blame you."

Song Xingzhi was Song Yaobang who got lost in the mountains. He was in a low mood, "I know, but in the final analysis, I am still unfilial."

Rong Qi changed the subject, "I heard that your family bought you a daughter-in-law?"

"My parents are messing around and they can't count what they are doing. When I get back, I will give the girl some money and let her go home."

"Then what if she is a great beauty, would you still give her up?" Rong Qi teased.

"Your Highness is joking."

The dark night was as thick as ink, pulling my thoughts away.

Under the same night, Fang Qingrou had no time to think about anything else. At this time, she was counting the few coins left in the money box and feeling worried.

"Hey... when can we rent the shop opposite!"

Now the roast chicken and duck business is on the right track, and the storytelling part has started again. Everyone is busy, but she, the founder, is free.

No, she had to find something to do for herself.

How about tinkering with something more?
As she thought about it, Fang Qingrou's eyelids began to stick together uncontrollably, and she quickly fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)