I Was Called a Poor Widow, But I Relied on My Supernatural Powers To Fight Back In Ancient Times

“In the final analysis, Mrs. Qian is lucky because she is born without knowing the sufferings of the world.”

Bai Yunxi looked at her, his eyes were indifferent, his tone was flat, lifeless, and not very enthusiastic, just like chatting with family, directly putting the difficulties of farmers on the table.

 The meaning is very straightforward, and when your stomach doesn't care, those so-called decency are the real jokes.

After hearing this, everyone was silent collectively, glanced at Mrs. Qian with their lips pursed, and then silently picked up the tea.

How dare a family member of a ninth-grade official be so arrogant? Isn’t it because he has a backer?

Looking at that pouty face, those who didn’t know would have thought she was the number one person in the city.

“The weather is perfect now, would you like to come with me to enjoy the flowers in the garden? To be honest, many of these flowers this year were brought by my master from other places, but it took a lot of effort.”

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Bai Yunxi looked at it and couldn't help but sigh in her heart. Look at her life, it's incomparable.

Liang Gongren listened to the praises from everyone, nodded in agreement, and couldn't help but joke,

“Look at your sour tone, I would think that all of you are suffering at home.”

Wu Anren said, turned to look at Liang Gongren, and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation.

The garden is spacious, and in addition to chrysanthemums, there are also other flowers dotted on the flower beds. Everyone gathers in twos and threes, commenting around the pots of chrysanthemums.

As soon as they arrived, the flower-viewers in the garden immediately came over to greet them and saluted them.

But because of this, Mrs. Qian has always called herself a relative of Liang Gongren's family, and she is not generally thick-skinned.

"I'll take it as your compliment." Wu Anren laughed and called for people to go out.

Liang Gongren stood up, chuckled and joked.

As everyone burst out laughing, before Wu Anren could speak, an inappropriate voice sounded,

“I wonder if Bai Yiren has seen so many varieties of chrysanthemums in the countryside before. Can you recognize the name of this chrysanthemum?”

"Wu Anren's husband and wife have a deep love. Mr. Wu will try his best to find treasures for Anren every year. Because of this, Anren's garden has more and more varieties. We are fortunate to be invited to come every year. We have indeed gained a lot of knowledge." .”

As for the person with the surname Qian, there is indeed this number in Xiaowu's booklet, especially Mrs. Qian, who comes from a branch of the Mu family. Unfortunately, she has already been born in the fifth service, so she can barely be considered a relative.

At this moment, someone exclaimed,

“Ah, what kind of chrysanthemum is this? This is the first time I have seen it.”

　　It is said that the king of **** is easy to meet, but the devil is difficult to deal with. This is people like her.

But she was still unconvinced in her heart. People said that unruly people came out of remote villages and farmers were just rude and unruly. She was right.

“Wu Anren and his wife are very affectionate, which is really enviable.”

Among this group of people, Liang Gong was the one with the highest rank. When he saw everyone saluting, he waved his hands directly and spoke in a gentle tone.

"Everyone, get up. Today is a flower viewing feast prepared by the Wu'an people. There are various varieties and brilliant colors. You must not let down this good intention."

Everyone listened and naturally had no objections.

Bai Yunxi twitched his mouth when he heard everyone's thoughts. It seemed that most of them were disdainful of this money lady's behavior. It was really unpleasant.

This man really doesn't care about food. How did he choke on someone in the hall just now and couldn't stop talking? Forgot it in the blink of an eye?

 One hundred three. One two four. One hundred four. Two hundred

Wu Anren walked up to Bai Yunxi and took her hand directly, "Bai Yiren, please, this is your first time here, I will guide you."

 Everyone listened and sighed again and again.

It is difficult for women who live in the back house to go out. Except for a few people who love and collect rare flowers, birds, fish and insects like this, it is indeed difficult for ordinary people to see them.

Before she could finish speaking, she caught Liang Gongren's eyes, and her expression immediately froze, and she suddenly became too scared to say anything.

Thinking of this, Bai Yunxi's heart moved, and he glanced at Liang Gongren, who was sitting upright, feeling confused.

Everyone looked at Wu Anren's attitude with different expressions, but anyone with a brain could tell that Wu Anren was very special to Bai Yiren, who had just arrived in Fucheng.

When the host opened his mouth, everyone knew that the unhappiness just now was an end of the story, and they all echoed a few words. They were here to attend the chrysanthemum banquet. As for this little incident, no one was worried about it.

"Oh, Mr. Liang, please don't laugh at me. Who knows that you love wintersweet the most, and there are countless varieties of wintersweet in your collection. The annual wintersweet feast is even more popular. In winter, the colors are scarce, and we are all looking forward to your flower feast. .”

Wu Anren pursed his lips, glanced at Madam Qian, and cleared his throat.

 “That’s why I’m enviable.”

Liang Gongren looked at her helplessly,

“You’ve always been very sharp-tongued, but I can’t talk to you. Let’s go enjoy the flowers.”

 In the final analysis, it’s not because of Liang Gongren’s glory. If she, a ninth-grade official, dares to be so unreasonable, others would dare to punish her for the crimes committed by people below her.

Mrs. Qian didn’t know everyone’s disapproval. She raised her chin slightly and curled her lips indifferently.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone turned their eyes away. Looking at Mrs. Qian’s proud eyes, they didn’t know what to say about her.

"It's not as good as you said. They are an old couple."

While joking, everyone came to the garden together, and what they saw were chrysanthemums of different colors, such as desk chrysanthemums, cliff chrysanthemums, wild chrysanthemums, multi-headed chrysanthemums, dahlias, marigolds... There are also a few rare varieties, and the varieties are not ordinary. .

With her voice of surprise, everyone's eyes also moved over. When they saw the pot of chrysanthemums pointed by the person, they couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.

Bai Yunxi was speechless when he heard Mrs. Qian's thoughts. They said that nobles value rules, but sometimes they may not follow them.

“Everyone in the whole city knows that you love chrysanthemums the most and hold a chrysanthemum feast every year. Every Mid-Autumn Festival, we can all benefit from your light and enjoy this chrysanthemum feast.”

"This person is born with a different destiny. Some people are born to suffer..."

Looking at this thing in front of you, you can’t tell the difference between the occasion.

Knowing that the person came from the countryside and had limited knowledge of rare flowers, he still rushed to ask, is it really appropriate to embarrass others so obviously?

As far as they know, the Bai family has hardly left the house since they arrived in the city. However, they somehow got married to this money lady. They kept asking people to cause trouble, which was really unpleasant.

As expected, the first person with an ugly face was Wu An.

Before she could speak, Bai Yunxi walked over, patted her hand, turned to Mrs. Qian, and narrowed her eyes.