Chapter 25

After the man finished speaking, he said to the two young men: "Just do what this little lady said, and make amends."

The two agreed and looked at Yu Miaomiao resentfully, but they still took away the two flowers that she had already handled.

"Do you want this copper plate? I can take it back if you don't want it." The driver asked impatiently.

"What do you want? Rare!" Mother Jiang said angrily.

Although Yu Miaomiao was bored, she still snatched the copper coin: "Yes, why not!" No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat!But in my heart, I secretly cursed the people inside.

When she was still working in the vegetable market, she was reluctant to give up the odds if anyone wanted two more onions.But compared with that Erlang Jun, she is really someone else, the degree of shamelessness of this person made her speechless.

The people inside were very happy and laughed a few times before leaving, which was in the direction of Fangling City.

"Miao'er, our family will never lack strength of character." Lan Niang said with some dissatisfaction.

"Mother, this is what I deserve, it's just a little less, and it doesn't affect my character."

Yu Miaomiao put away the copper coin, anyway, she never had trouble with money.

"Let's go, it's been a long time." Mother Jiang smoothed things over.

The two servants put the poured flowers back into the car, knowing that it would be a waste of time to spend today, Yu Miaomiao felt a little pity.

After entering Fangling City, the three of them went straight to the magistrate's yamen, there was already a lot of people lined up here, and it was not their turn today, so they simply went to find an inn to stay, and came back to line up early the next morning.

The three of them found a cheap guest room, settled down, and then went straight to the bookstore.

For a long time, the Yu family has been taking copying jobs in the bookstore. This time, they have copied nearly [-] copies, all of which are about the same thickness. Each copy costs [-] Wen, and the pens and paper are all provided by the bookstore. Compared with the price of Fangling rice, fifteen cents a catty, it is not bad.

After handing in the books and collecting the money, he picked out another twenty old books, which were to be taken back to be copied. Yu Miaomiao swept through the agricultural books in the store, and there were only three books in total, and picked out some laws, customs, etc. Only then did I select a few of the most sold poems.

Coming out of the bookstore, it was still early, the three of them wandered around, looking towards the inn as they walked.

There is a big difference between Fangling City and Yu Miaomiao's imagination. This place of exile in the wilderness is unexpectedly exquisite and simple everywhere, without being desolate.

However, considering that this place has been the place where the royal family and nobles were exiled since ancient times, it is not surprising that most of them are involved in major crimes of treason and many people are involved, including many capable people and strange people.

From Lai Ai and Lu Buwei's accomplices in the Qin Dynasty, Princess Lu Yuan and her son-in-law in the Han Dynasty, Princess Gaoyang and her son-in-law Fang Yiai in the Tang Dynasty, to Houliang, the royal family of the Later Han Dynasty, and the prince who conspired in this dynasty.The two extremes of exile and refinement opened Yu Miaomiao's horizons.

Passing by a flower shop, there was a very familiar carriage parked at the door, which belonged to the stingy man by the flower field.

Yu Miaomiao took a peek into the flower shop, and before she could look away, she saw a middle-aged man come out of the house with his head in his arms. As soon as he came out, two rotten flower branches flew out, "Da!" With a bang, it landed on the man's shoulder.

The man let out a "bah", "It's just a concubine giving birth to a child, what kind of pretentious is it, I wouldn't come if Da Lang asked me to come!" After finishing speaking, he glared at the onlookers again, shook his sleeves and strode away. went.

Yu Miaomiao withdrew her gaze and looked at the flower branches on the ground, most of them were moldy and rotten, there was only one solitary residual flower and two shriveled flower buds, more than half of which had withered, and being thrown again, the pea green petals all fell apart.

(End of this chapter)

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