After being expelled from the palace, she returned with her cub and amazed the whole city

The news that there were fresh vegetables in Juxian Pavilion spread quickly throughout the streets and alleys, and even other restaurants came to buy them.

Hu Qing didn't know how many of these vegetables were planted on the farm, but he didn't refuse them outright, just saying that he would notify them when there were extra vegetables in the future.

Due to the snow, the number of merchants coming to the capital gradually decreased, and the business of the inn was not as good as before. More than half of the guest rooms were vacant every day.

Nangong Zeyue followed the business method taught by Jiang Shuyue and posted the news of discounts for staying in the inn outside the restaurant.

At Jiang Shuyue's suggestion, the small courtyard where Su Jin lived still hung the plaque of the Su Mansion.

The words on the plaque were written by Jiang Shuyue herself.

It's not good to set up a new business without a manager, so Qiuju recommended a smart servant in the Jiang Mansion to Su Jin.

The servant's surname was Du, and his name was Liuqi. Su Jin said that his name was too strange, so he helped him change his name to Du Qi after getting his indenture.

Although Du Qi is only 20 years old, he has been sold to a trafficker since he was a child and has lived a life of wandering. He not only knows some words, but also does things in a thorough manner.

Having suffered so much, he cherishes his present life especially. He is busy with the affairs of the mansion during the day, and practices writing hard every night.

Sometimes when he sees Sui Sui reading and writing, he will personally serve tea by his side, just to learn a few more words from Sui Sui.

Zhang Cai was placed in the front room where the servants lived by Du Qi. In order to make it easier for Zhang Cai to talk to Yao Zu, Su Jin specially asked Yao Zu to stay with Zhang Cai in the front room tonight.

As night fell, the lights in the corridor lit up, and the bright light was cast on the ground, and the accumulated snow also turned into warm colors.

Without Yao Zu around, Sui Sui sat on the soft couch bored and flipped through a travel book.

The door creaked, and Su Nan walked in with the quilt.

"Sui Sui, don't read it, go to bed early, and your second uncle will tell you a story."

"Second uncle, I want to listen to Mr. Pu Songling's "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio"".

Su Nan closed the door with his backhand and coaxed him in a gentle voice: "Sui Sui, be good. Telling ghost stories late at night will easily cause nightmares. It's better to listen to other stories."

Su Nan still heard a few stories about fox fairies from Sui Sui. He said that it was a masterpiece by Mr. Pu Songling.

Su Nan was also attracted by the love story between fox fairies and scholars.

One day, he asked the teacher in the Imperial Academy to borrow Mr. Pu Songling's book, but the teacher said that there was no such person in the history of Wanling State.

Sui Sui stood up from the small couch, "I don't want to hear other stories. Second uncle can tell me a story about an old fox."

Outside the door, Xiao Jingzhao put down his hand knocking on the door.

Xiang Song and Xiang Yang looked at each other and said nothing.

The three of them listened to the story of the old fox in the chilly night wind.

"Master, the name of this story is so familiar." Xiang Yang thought why this story was so familiar.

He suddenly remembered the scene when Sui Sui met his master for the first time.

Xiang Yang wanted to slap himself in the face. Why did he mention something that his master almost forgot.

Xiao Jingzhao waved his hand, "Let's go to Jiang's house."

The three of them jumped out of the wall of Su's house one after another. Xiangyang wondered, "Master, we are here to see the young master. Why are you leaving before we even enter the house?"

Xiao Jingzhao pinched his eyebrows, glanced at the bag on Xiangsong's shoulder and said, "Su Nan is with him in the house. We won't disturb him tonight."

The three of them stood on their toes and disappeared in the dim lights in a blink of an eye.

Jiang's house.

Qiuju picked up the charcoal with tongs and was about to put it in the brazier. Jiang Shuyue hurriedly shouted, "No need to add more. I can add it myself before going to bed."

The temperature has dropped sharply recently, and Jiang Shuyue has never slept in the bedroom at night.

She goes to the space every day to soak in the hot spring and then sleeps well. The temperature in the space is just right, and it is comfortable to sleep.

Lan'er brought hot water into the house, "Miss, soak your feet while it's hot."

"Miss, will you go to see the young master tomorrow?"

Jiang Shuyue took off her shoes and socks and put her feet in the wooden basin, "Go in two days. If it doesn't snow tonight, he will go back to the academy tomorrow."

Jiang Shuyue went to the Su Mansion every other day. Everyone thought she was reluctant to leave Sui Sui.

Not only did she go to accompany Sui Sui, she also secretly put spiritual spring water into the earthenware jar in the kitchen. She wanted to ensure that Su Jin, Sunan and Sui Sui could always drink spiritual spring water.

Perhaps because of drinking spiritual spring water all year round, Sui Sui never got sick, and even Sunan's thin body was stronger than before.

The winter in the capital was too cold, and the spiritual spring water could not stop.

The warm hot water wrapped her feet and eliminated the fatigue of the day.

Qiuju suggested: "Miss, can Gao Mu and Zhang Cai go to the farm to buy meat rabbits tomorrow?"

"No need, the banknotes have been given to Zhang Cai. It's very simple to buy meat rabbits. The head of the farm can write and count. We can also take this opportunity to exercise the abilities of the Zhang brothers."

Jiang Shuyue paused and smiled: "Gao Mu will be the groom soon. How can I let him run around outside?"

Lan'er smiled mischievously: "Sister Qiuju should also rest more and prepare to be a beautiful bride. Tomorrow, the chores in the mansion will be left to Sister Mei'er and others."

Qiuju's face flushed, "It's just a marriage, how can it be so exaggerated."

Jiang Shuyue took the cotton handkerchief handed over by Lan'er and looked at Qiuju and said: "Although there are only people in the mansion, we have to prepare well.

It's winter. Let the restaurant send the banquet. The dishes are cold. Make some in the kitchen and prepare some barbecue. It will be quite lively."

Qiuju has eaten roast chicken and roughly knows how barbecue is made.

Lan'er has not eaten it yet, and her eyes are full of expectations.

After soaking her feet, Lan'er took the water out, and Jiang Shuyue asked Qiuju to go back to the room and rest early.

When she was the only one left in the room, Jiang Shuyue slipped into the space.

Seeing that the other spiritual soil was empty, Jiang Shuyue rolled up her sleeves and prepared to sow.

When I went to the Su Mansion today, I heard the maid say that Suisui didn't eat much vegetables.

The trial planting of greenhouse vegetables was successful, and she had told Zhang Cai to plant cucumbers, tomatoes, peppers and other varieties next time.

She wanted to plant the vegetables her son liked in the spiritual soil to make him strong.

After planting the vegetables and watering them, she saw that her sleeves and skirt were all stained with mud, and she walked to the hot spring pool to wash her hands.

She went to the bedroom of the thatched house to get a bath towel and walked towards the hot spring pool again.

She took off her dress, and her slender white legs just stepped into the hot spring pool.

Suddenly, she heard a light knock on the window frame outside.

Who could it be at this time?

Is it windy again tonight?

When she retracted one leg that had stepped into the hot spring pool, it was calm outside again.

After a moment of hesitation, Jiang Shuyue walked into the hot spring pool again.

Immersed in the warm spring water, she seemed to be surrounded by the warm sun. She slowly closed her eyes and enjoyed the comfortable feeling.

In the bedroom outside the space.

Xiao Jingzhao knocked on the window frame twice, but there was no response from the room. He glanced into the room through the gap.

Although the candlelight was on in the room, no breathing sound was heard.

Xiao Jingzhao turned back and waved, and Xiang Song quickly handed over the bag.

Pushing open a half-closed window, he leaned on the windowsill with one hand and jumped into the room lightly.

The hollow incense burner in the corner of the room was emitting incense, and the air was filled with a faint rose scent.

Xiao Jingzhao looked around.

The charcoal basin in the room flickered, and the water cup on the table was still warm.

She might have left for something, and she should be back soon.

Xiao Jingzhao walked to the soft couch and sat down.