Little rich farm girl

The barking of dogs outside has never stopped. The location of the inn is a little remote, and the whole building is very quiet because it hasn't opened the door these two days!

"Lord Zhong, is Jiangnan OK?"

CHEN Ye feels it's not good to speak directly, and he also wants to know what kind of role Zhong Ziyu is now. His power is not as strong as Zhong wuchu said.

"Your Highness, just rest assured and give me Jiangnan!"

Zhong Ziyu also heard that this was a test, but what does it matter? His strength is there. He is not afraid that Chen ye will send someone to check it.

CHEN Ye finally shows a happy smile. As long as he gets the support of emperor Zhong Ziyu and Zhong Chuli, he won't lack a general.

Moreover, the two people have a common characteristic, that is, they are both literati, and there must be the idea of reaching the world and helping the world.

"I've seen general Zhong!"

CHEN Ye salutes Zhong Ziyu, which means that Zhong Ziyu will officially join CHEN Ye's army.

The next morning, Zhong Ziyu left early. He couldn't go with CHEN Ye because his goal was too big. He even hurried all night. Anyway, no matter what he did, his journey was public.

In the capital, because of Liu Yuanyuan's policy of free lunch, although three or four days have passed, there is still an endless stream of people coming to the prime minister's house to offer condolences, and even people from the suburbs of Beijing will come.

Liu Yuanyuan organizes all matters in the prime minister's office every day, and Zhu Bing reports every day.

However, he usually came to say a few words with Liu Yuanyuan and left, because Liu Yuanyuan organized these in the name of the daughter of Zhong wuchu's friend, so the emperor began to have some rumors that the prince fell in love with the daughter of the prime minister's friend.

Completely automatically ignored that Liu Yuanyuan was already a woman's dress.

As a new prime minister, Wang Yu came here many times to offer sacrifices. He also talked with Liu Yuanyuan. He just felt that the woman's thought was somewhat different from that of ordinary people.

Three days later, Zhong Ziyu finally won at the gate of the imperial capital.

Liu Yuanyuan's most curious thing is that although it is in late autumn, Zhong wuchu's body has been placed for nearly a week, and there is no smell at all. The housekeeper of the prime minister's house also told her that even if it is placed for another half a month, there will be no problem with the prime minister's body, which makes her sigh the magic of ancient times.

Asked why, they couldn't say why.

All the way, Zhong Ziyu was stunned when he saw the gate of the prime minister's house.

Along the way, he was completely ready to leave the prime minister's house unattended, but what he saw in front of him was two boys sprinkling water at the door, while someone was going in with paper money for sacrificing the dead, and someone came out crying or laughing. Everything was like someone was hosting.

Is it that one of his concubines came back?

Zhong Ziyu shook his head. How could those aunts who wanted to drain the prime minister's house have that idea? With great curiosity, Zhong Ziyu walked over.

The cleaning boy saw Zhong Ziyu and gave way. They were all hired by Liu Yuanyuan from the next village. They were farmers in the countryside. They just wore the clothes of the boy in the prime minister's house, so they didn't know Zhong Ziyu.

"Huh?"

Zhong Ziyu continued to look at the boy, feeling very strange, but they should know themselves!

Zhong Ziyu was better about everything inside. When he went in, he saw the housekeeper pointing with a young woman. He didn't know what to say.

The housekeeper just glanced around the yard again and saw Zhong Ziyu standing at the gate!

"Young master!"

There was unspeakable joy in the housekeeper's tone. He put down Liu Yuanyuan who was still talking and ran over.

"Young master, is it really you? Young master!"

After that, the housekeeper's eyes turned red. For two years, there was only Zhong wuchu in the prime minister's house, and the only person who spoke with him was himself.

Although Zhong Ziyu will often write letters to express his condolences, it can't compare with the feeling of being around in person!

"Uncle Yang!"

With a little choking voice, he returned to the prime minister's house again. Zhong Ziyu's heart was more complicated.

In the past two years, I felt sad in Jiangnan, did not accompany my father's remorse, and was sad about my father's death. All my emotions were intertwined like boiling hot pot, which made people feel uncomfortable.

Liu Yuanyuan looked at the past with a muddled face. A man was wearing pure white clothes. He was the same as Zhong Chuli. He was clearly a scholar, but he had the temperament of a military general. However, the fatigue left by running around on his face was not covered up at all, and his beard should have been unshaven for some time.

If you only look at the appearance regardless of temperament, you will find that this person looks very ordinary, that is, the kind of person who can't be recognized if you don't look carefully.

Liu Yuanyuan turned back and continued to direct today's food arrangement. She believed that even if she didn't say it, Zhong Ziyu would know it, and the effect would be much better than saying it from her own mouth.

"Sister in law, third brother, why didn't they come back?"

These days, sister Jiang is also helping in the kitchen of the prime minister's house. The news of the young master's return must have spread all over the prime minister's house in an instant.

Jiang Mei went out to look for a circle, but she didn't see CHEN Ye at all.

Pick up the Wogua next to her, and then go to one side to see the meat just sent. Liu Yuanyuan clapped her hands with satisfaction. She is a businessman, and she can't allow herself to do any loss making business.

For nearly a week, she came out of all the running water in the prime minister's house and spent nearly 8000 liang of silver for the man who was kneeling in front of Zhong wuchu's coffin.

In this world, there are many things that silver can't measure. The greatest value is loyalty,

"It should be fast. What's the matter? Do you want to Hei hei..."

A treacherous smile appeared at the corners of Liu Yuanyuan's mouth. These ancients always thought that if they didn't say it, they didn't, but their little eyes Liu Yuanyuan understood very well.

"Sister in law, you, you, you bully me..."

Jiang Mei knew what Liu Yuanyuan was talking about. She wanted to deny it but didn't want to speak. She simply chopped and stamped her feet, tilted her head to one side and pretended to be angry.

Uncle Yang also came to the backyard. Just now he felt very guilty because he suddenly saw Zhong Ziyu leaving Liu Yuanyuan. He was afraid that Liu Yuanyuan would mind coming to apologize, but he saw that the other party was teasing his sister happily.