Divine Doctor and Farmer's Girl: Buy a husband to farm

Chapter 142 Strange couple
Su Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, anyone who can be called "adult" must be an official.

She looked at the man, the man was tall and thin, wearing a stone blue cotton gown with a black layered bottom, simple and clean, but his face was serious and intimidating, and he really had the aura of a superior.

But Mrs. Situ's temperament really doesn't suit him well.

"Hurry up!" Situ Qing said displeasedly.

"Yes, yes." Mrs. Situ nodded like a little daughter-in-law, as if she was relieved that he hadn't been held accountable, but she didn't explain anything.

Seeing this, Su Qinghuan said loudly: "Thank you Madam for speaking uprightly, so that those of us who are newcomers are not deceived by profiteers."

Situ Qing just glanced at Su Qinghuan, and then asked Mrs. Situ, "What's going on?"

Mrs. Situ was full of arrogance when she was arguing with the merchant just now, but in front of her husband-in-law, she shrank her head like a quail afraid of the cold and dared not speak.

Su Qinghuan was also a little apprehensive, this Master Situ was too serious, so he squeezed Shizi's hand.

The prince had been sizing up Situ Qingzheng calmly, and felt Su Qinghuan's cry for help, so he stepped forward and said clearly: "We wanted to buy some melons..."

After Situ Qingzheng finished listening, he asked his wife again: "Is this the case?"

Mrs. Situ nodded her head, "I'm not making trouble for you, I'm..."

"I see." Situ Qingzheng said indifferently, looked around before opening his mouth, "Where is Sishi here?"

Sishi is a small official in charge of market transactions here.He seemed to have heard the wind, came here panting, apologized repeatedly, and scolded the vendors who tried to deceive Su Qinghuan and the others.

In the end, Si Shi fined the vendor a tael of silver, and Situ Qingzheng asked the prince, "Do you think this kind of punishment is fair?"

The prince looked at Su Qinghuan.

Su Qinghuan bit the bullet and said, "Fair."

One tael of silver is not much, but for small traders, it is at least a few days or even half a month's income, and this punishment is enough.

Situ Qing nodded and said to Mrs. Situ: "Let's go."

The latter obediently followed him away.

Su Qinghuan found another vendor, bought two baskets of croissant honey and brought them back to the inn to share among the crowd.

She was sitting in front of the window on the third floor of the inn, gnawing on a crisp and sweet melon, and while looking at the bustling crowd below, she asked the prince, "Jin Nu, do you know that Master Situ just now? Good attitude."

The prince said: "Situ Qingzheng, a native of Jining Prefecture, Shandong Province, is a censor. He is upright and upright, honest and poor. The word Qingzheng is sealed by the emperor himself."

There is no lack of praise in the tone.

Su Qinghuan didn't like the position because Lu Qi was reprimanded by the censor, and asked, "Did you make things difficult for your father?"

"No." The prince said categorically, "He is not the one who hurt people. Most of the people who are impeached are officials who are corrupt and accept bribes, prostitutes and alcoholics, etc. who have real moral failures."

Su Qinghuan's affection for him immediately doubled, and he said: "That is indeed a good official. But shouldn't the censor be in the capital? Why didn't you reveal your identity just now? Such a person is worth making friends with."

"Perhaps he went home to visit relatives." Shizi said, "If I reveal my identity, he may think that I deliberately made friends; he is a lonely and upright person, except for the colleagues of Yushitai, he has almost no contact with others. Even normal human relations during festivals and festivals, I refuse them all, for fear of ruining my reputation."

"Although she's a bit withdrawn, as long as she's dedicated to serving the people, she's a good official." Su Qinghuan bit the melon crisply, "It's just that I think Mrs. Situ is weird."

"Situ Qingzheng was born in poverty, and his wife is his child bride-in-law. Later, he came to Beijing with him. I heard that it is not appropriate." The prince said everything he knew.

Not abandoning his wife, Su Qinghuan has a higher opinion of Situ Qingzheng.As for whether there is a concubine in the family, it is not a standard to evaluate a good man in this era, so she forced herself not to think about it.

"When Mrs. Situ helped us, she was righteous and strict, and she was a straightforward woman; but seeing her husband is like a mouse seeing a cat. I don't know why." She murmured.

But it's no wonder that Situ Qingzheng is like the strictest class teacher she has ever met, just a glance at him makes people feel scared.

It's not because he's afraid of being beaten and scolded, but because he feels that he can crush him to death in minutes.

The prince smiled and said, "Didn't mother always say that every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite?"

"That's right, forget it, don't gossip behind people's backs." Su Qinghuan stuck out her tongue and leaned over to look at the boats passing by on the canal.

It's not easy to live, the child bride, the husband who jumped the dragon's gate, the self who was excluded in the capital because he came from the countryside... Mrs. Situ probably also has a bitter account in her heart.

What about yourself?There are also bitter things.

The prince watched her move, and quietly said: "Mother, my father will not go by water when he goes to Beijing."

Su Qinghuan let out an "oh", trying to cover it up, "I didn't look at him, I was just bored looking around..."

The voice was subconsciously darkened.

The son sighed silently when he saw this, and said: "I was thinking about it. Mom, it's hot these days, and it's inconvenient to wash clothes on the way. I don't think I have enough thin clothes. You can make me two more."

It's better to find something for her to do than to think about it.

Su Qinghuan wiped her hands, stood up and said, "Okay, it just so happens that Bai Su's birthday is coming up, so I'll buy two clothes for her and one for Bai Zhi."

When going out, Shizi was stopped by Fang Changxin.

"My son, the prince told me to go to Jining mansion to meet a few people for him. I just found out that the king of Lijun and Cheng Yibo are both in the mansion. Are you going to take advantage of today?"

Su Qinghuan hurriedly said: "My lord, you should get busy with business first, and I will pick out the fabric for you."

The prince said to Bai Su Baizhi with a stern face: "Everyone takes good care of you, something went wrong, you are the only ones asking."

"Okay, okay, let's go." Su Qinghuan said with a smile, "If there is anything delicious, I will bring it for you. Go early and come back early."

After parting, she took Bai Su Baizhi to Buzhuang.

"Ma'am," Bai Su's eyes were sharp, and he whispered in her ear as soon as he entered the cloth house, "that Lord Situ and his wife are also here."

Su Qinghuan looked in the direction she pointed, and she really saw Master Situ sitting on a chair waiting impatiently, and Mrs. Situ with a hesitant expression on her face, touching this piece of cloth and then that piece of fabric.

She looked back at her husband uneasily, but the latter only said, "Hurry up, don't dawdle."

Anyway, there are a lot of people in the family, so there is no waste in making clothes, shoes and socks; after finally returning home, he still wants to take her around, and he doesn't want to waste time on these trivial things.

Mrs. Situ blushed.

(End of this chapter)