The first peasant girl of splendid elegance

Chapter 38
Jun Yao raised his eyebrows and said lightly, "Naturally!"

Seems to be aware of Jun Yao's alienation, but Cao Ruxing is not embarrassed, "Mrs. Jun, don't mind, after all, it's all for a win-win situation. Cao's question is a bit inappropriate, please forgive me."

"No problem!" Junxie nodded, still simple and clear, then pointed to the two cloth bags and a big bamboo basket beside him and said, "You should go through the scale first, and then go there every three days. I live in Quanshui Village. You don’t need to enter the village to see the thatched cottage at the head of the village.”

"Okay!" Cao Ruxing nodded and said with a smile, "With Mrs. Jun's words, Cao will make a long-term deal with Mrs. Jun."

Afterwards, Cao Ruxing said to the young man standing next to him: "Qingyun, take these mountain goods of Mrs. Jun in to weigh them."

"Yes, the shopkeeper." Qingyun smiled and stepped forward to lift the thing in front of him, then turned and went to the back kitchen.

Cao Ruxing drank tea leisurely, and occasionally looked at the two little guys in front of him. The two of them were obviously a little rounder than the last time they saw each other. Although the little girl's hair was still withered and yellow, her complexion was better. a lot of.

"Ms. Jun, why don't you let the head of the house come out for such a thing?" He was a little curious.

Who knew that Jun Yao didn't even lift her eyelids, she lightly opened her red lips and said, "The man is dead."

Cao Ruxing's eyes darkened, and he was a little surprised. He didn't expect that she was a widow. No wonder she brought her two children to show her face like this.

Such a unique woman, such a fate is indeed a pity.

Soon, Qing Yun, who had left, came back with a paper bag in his hand, and handed it to Cao Ruxing, "Shopkeeper, Master Sun has already passed the scale, and the total is 76 catties. Here is seven taels of silver."

Cao Ruxing took the silver and the paper bag, put them on the table and pushed them in front of Jun Yao, and said with a smile: "Ms Jun, this is your silver, and here are two packets of dim sum that I brought from the capital, you can bring them back to the two of you." Let the children eat."

Jun Kui took the money, but she didn't refuse the dim sum. After all, it was the shopkeeper Cao's friendship, and she had no reason to refuse. Now the two of them are also considered partners, and it is reasonable to give each other something.

"In this case, I will take two children to thank shopkeeper Cao." She nodded politely, but she was not blessed. After all, she was a master in her previous life, and everyone bowed to her. When it was her turn, she felt a little difficulty.

"Miss Jun, you are welcome. Your two children are very good, and I like them very much." His grandson is only this old, but he is used to being a bully by his wife and children. Severe discipline is not enough.

Jun Yao curled her lips into a smile. Someone praised her child, and she felt proud from the bottom of her heart, but she said humbly, "Shopkeeper Cao, you are being polite, and the children of the poor are already in charge of the family. Now that the matter is over, I won't bother Shopkeeper Cao to open the business. After three days, I will wait at home."

"Okay, Mrs. Jun, go slowly!" Cao Ruxing smiled at her with cupped fists, and then personally sent them out of the restaurant, disappearing into the crowd in front, then walked back, and said to Qingyun: "Qingyun, go and put some on, Send people back to the capital."

"Understood, shopkeeper, I'll go right away."

In Tingxuelou, there are clusters of chrysanthemums, interlaced in various colors, and the fragrance is long.

The window of the study room on the first floor is open, facing the front is a snow-white chrysanthemum bush in the shape of a bird facing a phoenix, a man wearing a red brocade pattern embroidered with a magnolia pattern, lying on his side in a charming posture on a soft couch, a pair of long and narrow With a charming smile in his eyes, he looked at the hundreds of chrysanthemums outside, and occasionally opened his pink lips, and the maid in white next to him would put grapes into his mouth.

Just when he was enjoying the joy, a boy in black came in, three steps away from him, bowed and clasped his fists and said: "Master Qi, Qingshan Town sent fungus and wild mushrooms, Madam sent Miss Hongling to ask, Will Qi Ye go to the upper room for dinner?"

The man raised his long and narrow fox eyes, looked at the guard in front of him with a half-smile, and said, "No!"

Xue Ying took the order and left without saying a word, but was stopped by the man in red: "Xue Ying, take those two things, we are going to Prince Jin's Mansion today."

"Yes, Seventh Master!" Xue Ying didn't have any accidents. Xue Lichen, the current seventh young master of the Prime Minister's Mansion, has no intention of official career. , the money in his hands can't be called rich and invincible, but it is also inexhaustible.

Xue Lichen, with a beautiful appearance, can make people fall in love with just one glance. When mentioning the Seventh Young Master of Xiangfu in Tianqi Kingdom, that woman didn't blush with shame, but ah...

Xue Ying sighed, even if the seventh master of their family is so overwhelmed by the country, as long as he meets Ning Yuejin, the king of the court, the second master who is as handsome as a fairy and has a temperament like a cloud, he has no choice but to bow down.

On the soft couch, the man in red was as beautiful as an evildoer. As his eyes flashed, all the chrysanthemums in the garden paled. "Second Master Ning, this is game from Qingshan Town. I wonder if you are used to it?"

King Jin's Mansion is located on Corning Street in the capital where every inch of land is expensive. There are only two mansions on the entire street. In addition to King Jin's Mansion, which is known as the Immortal Mansion of Apocalypse, there is also Princess Chang's Mansion. Although it is on the same street, Door to door, but the gap between the two mansions is not even a little bit.

The carved incense cart stopped in front of King Jin's mansion. When the concierge saw the carriage engraved with the word "Xue", he hurriedly bent over and ran forward, knelt down on one knee, "I have seen Master Qi!"

The bead curtain was lifted, and a charming man landed gracefully.

"The prince is at home?"

"As for Qi Ye, the lord has not left the mansion today." The porter replied respectfully.

Xue Lichen condensed a serious smile, raised his hand to greet Xue Ying behind him, stepped into the gate of the mansion with the vermilion convex ball and golden ring, walked in the familiar way, and after walking a long bluestone road, he arrived at the gate in front of him. In the main hall, a middle-aged man who was busy in the front hall saw Xue Lichen, stepped forward with a smile, bowed and clasped his fists and said, "Qiye, you are here."

Xue Lichen waved his hand to signal the man to get up, then glanced around, and said with a smile, "Hua Zhong, where is your master?"

"Second Master is in Yilang Pavilion, Seventh Master, please sit down for a while, this old slave will go report to my master."

"No need!" Xue Lichen pursed his lips, "I went there to look for him. It happened that Xue Ying brought two kinds of wild game. You asked the kitchen to make them and send them over. Then I went to the wine cellar to get two jars of 50-year-old wine. I went to meet you. Master, have a drink."

"Yes, Qiye please!" Hearing his words, Hua Zhong responded without even blinking his eyebrows. Looking at his posture, he knew how good the relationship between Qiye and King Jin was without asking.

In Yilang Pavilion, in the study room on the second floor, a man in brocade clothes with black tattoos and embroidered golden auspicious unicorns is standing in front of the incense sandalwood desk, writing something.

The man's figure is straight and long, and the black costume outlines the man's strong and well-proportioned tall and straight figure. His eyes are slightly narrowed, and under the thick eyelashes, those black as obsidian eyes are calm and plain, as if nothing can change him. Impressing him at all, under the straight bridge of the nose, the beautifully shaped thin lips were lightly pursed into a straight line, and the invisible nobleness made people dare not approach him, as if even looking at him would be a kind of blasphemy.

(End of this chapter)