Abandoned peasant woman in the prosperous world

Chapter 419: Trap (2)
"Madam, why don't you tell me first?" Xiuru was so anxious that she couldn't help but ask.However, no matter how much she begged, she just couldn't ask an answer, just pouted her small mouth, and walked away resentfully.

After Xiuru left, Qin Yuyao went back to the house.Standing at the table, he picked up his pen and planned to continue the interrupted composition.After the sweet-scented osmanthus festival, these days were rarely peaceful, so Qin Yuyao put most of her energy on ideas.Every now and then, I think of a new dish for Xianyunlou, and I conceive various styles of clothes every day.And, get down to the heels business.

At present, only Yuwen Wan'er is wearing high heels alone, and outsiders can't understand the tricks, they only think that Yuwen Wan'er has stuffed things in the shoes.Besides, the smart masters in the palace looked down on this business opportunity, and the palace people didn't have the courage to go out to do business with the shoes worn by the princess.

Therefore, the business of high heels will not be snatched away anytime soon.However, Qin Yuyao was preparing.It was already late October, and the Chinese New Year would be two months away.By the spring and summer of next year, things in Qingyang Town will probably be almost done, and it will be time to develop in Beijing.

By that time, presumably Qu Yu has become widely popular, and the reputation of Qin Ji Bufang has also started.Then do the high-heeled shoes business, with Yuwen Wan'er and others as living models, are you afraid that the business will not be easy to do?Moreover, because it was a project to be built, Qin Yuyao didn't tell anyone, and no one started preparations, just prepared the blueprints.

Just when Qin Yuyao picked up the brush and was about to continue with the unfinished drawing, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

Qin Yuyao has some minor habits when drawing, for example, she habitually overdraws half a stroke when the stroke turns.But the lines on this drawing are slender and clean, and the lines are slender and clean from beginning to end.This picture is not the one she made just now.

Qin Yuyao looked down, and saw that the wastebasket was clean, and there were no paper balls left.There are only a few people in the house, and Bao'er is still in the house, who will touch her picture?Thinking of Bao'er poking her head out to taunt Xiuru just now, Qin Yuyao's heart moved and she turned her head to look back.

Coincidentally, Bao'er quickly lowered her head, pretending to be serious about writing big characters.Right next to his hand, there was a neat stack of freshly cut paper, and at the bottom was an apparently used paper with some rough edges.

Qin Yuyao couldn't help being amused, and asked, "Bao'er, did someone touch my drawings just now?"

Bao'er raised her head awkwardly, her small mouth moved, as if she wanted to deny it, but when she saw Qin Yuyao's gentle smiling face, she couldn't help but blush.Lowering her head, she whispered, "I'm sorry, mother, I just ruined your painting."

"So, you drew this picture?" Qin Yuyao raised her eyebrows and asked again.

Bao'er raised her eyes slightly, glanced at Qin Yuyao, and saw that Qin Yuyao didn't show any annoyance on her face, so she straightened her chest and said, "Well, it's me."

Qin Yuyao pinched the drawing, looked at Bao'er for a while, and then nodded: "Well, it's good to think about making up for something wrong."

Bao'er finally breathed a sigh of relief, with a happy face on his face: "Daddy said, it's not terrible to do something wrong, the terrible thing is not knowing how to remedy it, that's a cowardly act."

As soon as Yu Wenxuan was mentioned, the little guy straightened his chest, and the expression on his little face was not to mention how proud he was.

Qin Yuyao was angry and funny, as if since Yu Wenxuan moved in, this little guy has become more and more like a little boy, extremely mischievous.But he is smart, and often does bad things without showing his whereabouts, causing others to suffer.

Xiuru, for example, often suffers from Baoer's bad intentions.For example, when eating, Bao'er passed salt to Xiuru as sugar.Or when Xiuru was sleeping, ten fingers were stained with ink, and secretly painted the black mark on Xiuru's face.Xiuru has been annoying him recently, and she doesn't like to play with him anymore.

Qin Yuyao also had some headaches, and planned to discuss with Yu Wenxuan, how can he discipline this little guy who has changed his mind?Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look up into the west room.However, all he could see was a plain curtain.

Since Yu Wenxuan moved in here, he didn't show up much, and he often sat in the West Room during the day, dealing with various documents.Qin Yuyao could often see carrier pigeons flying in, or Qianyi appearing out of nowhere, handing letters one by one to Yu Wenxuan.

From the first day Yu Wenxuan lived here, he transferred many forces here, such as Qian Yi, a master of masters.For Qin Yuyao, Si Luo's whereabouts can often be detected through intuition.

But Qian Yi often gave Qin Yuyao a hard time figuring out where she was going.He is like an independent wind, sometimes static, blending into the static things;

What Qin Yuyao admired most about Yu Wenxuan was that he was not only immersed in his official duties, but also had no servants around him.No maids, no servants, nothing.When I was thirsty, I came out to pour water by myself, and when I was hungry, I came out to eat at the appointed time. I never asked anyone for anything.

Of course, this is all on the bright side.In private, he often looked at her with wide open eyes, calling her "Yao'er" in a warm voice, angry and resentful.On that handsome and pure face, with such a soft look on his face, even a concubine with a heart as hard as iron can't resist it.

Shaking her head, Qin Yuyao picked up a pen and laid out paper, and began to write a letter to Liu Xianyun.As for Qin Ji Cloth Shop, the next step has already come.

Two quarters of an hour later, Qin Yuyao put down her pen, lifted the two corners of the letter paper, and gently blew on the wet ink.Then he took out an envelope, folded the letter paper and stuffed it in.When he came to the yard, he called Si Luo and said, "Hand this letter to Liu Xianyun, hurry up."

Si Luo accepted the letter with a dull head, nodded, expressing that he understood.

Qin Yuyao walked back to the room, glanced at the West Room, thinking that it had been a while since breakfast, and Yu Wenxuan hadn't come out for a drink yet.He walked to the table, poured a glass of warm water and brought it in.

Yu Wenxuan was writing something on a document at the moment, when he heard familiar footsteps approaching, he stopped writing and raised his head.When she saw the teacup in Qin Yuyao's hand, she couldn't help but smile slightly: "Yao'er."

Qin Yuyao handed over the cup and asked him, "How is the situation recently?"

As for political matters, Qin Yuyao didn't have any talent, and she couldn't come up with an idea even if she asked herself, so she just ignored it.It's just that I occasionally ask a few words to show my concern.After all, part of what Yu Wenxuan did was for her, for Bao'er.

Yu Wenxuan's thin lips moved to the edge of the cup, drank the water in the cup gracefully, and then said with a smile: "It's going well, Yao'er doesn't have to worry about it."

Actually it didn't go well.Since the exposure at the Osmanthus festival banquet, the emperor, prince, empress, prime minister's mansion, Ningguo mansion, etc., many forces have begun to pay attention to him.On the contrary, they also uncovered some dirty things, and some people guessed that he was involved with the third prince Yu Wenyi.

(End of this chapter)