Proud Prince With His Substitute Wife

Zhu Qing just came back with the pancakes. He was tying his horse. When he heard the words, he looked at his master in a daze: "what kind of box are you talking about?"

"It was zhanshao before!" Qin Si's face became more and more gloomy. It seemed that he could run away when he mentioned this man.

Zhu Qing, who was still at a loss, suddenly changed his face and even lost his voice: "how can it be? Mr. Zhan's box slave specially told him to put it in the front yard. "

"Get the punishment yourself." Qin Si was gloomy and didn't want to talk to him. He threw a key out of his sleeve and fell on Zhu Qing's face.

Zhu Qing didn't dare to hide. He let the key hit his face and then fell to the ground. Then he bent down to pick it up. When he saw the familiar pattern on the key, he softened his feet and said, "I know my mistake. Please calm down."

Man cold ah, and then left.

Zhu Qing didn't dare to delay at all. He tied up his horse and took the key to find Xiao Zhuangzi.

When Qin Si left the house, he didn't tell anyone that he didn't even go to Yong'an hall. He just asked Xiao Zhuangzi to sue Zhang, and then he went out of the city.

But Jiang Wan didn't bother to ask him about his purse. He had lunch in Yong'an hall and went back to qiwuxuan with xiaochixi in his arms.

Zhang and others just think that she left because of Qin Si, but they don't care.

Jiang Wan coaxed his son to sleep and practiced a few more words. Then he took a sharpened charcoal pen and began to paint. It cost money to spread the new things.

Peanut has been busy in the yard all day about a dozen servant girls. Mother an and mother Wang are also there to lecture the servant girls. Only clove serves Jiang Wan alone.

Seeing Jiang Wan lying motionless on the table and writing for several hours, clove couldn't help reminding: "madam, you've been sitting for a long time. Do you want to get up and move?"

"It's OK, you go to watch Little Chi Xi and call me when he wakes up." Jiang Wan did not lift his head.

Clove secretly sigh, had to enter the inner room.

Strange to say, the little guy probably knew that his mother was in a bad mood. He just slept for two hours and didn't wake up.

But clove waited for the young master to wake up to disperse his wife's energy. When she came in, she saw the little guy wake up. She came out again and said to Jiang Wan, "madam, the young master wake up!"

"Then hold him for a while, and make trouble." Jiang Wan didn't lift his head, but he was almost stunned.

Clove helpless sigh, she always can't young master don't make, deliberately to tease cry?

That's death.

Fortunately, Jiang Wan didn't keep busy for a long time. After making the last list in her hand, she dried the ink on the rice paper. Then she contentedly held her cheeks with her hands and stared at the list with her eyes.

What men are not men, how can they earn money?

When Qin Si is still thinking about his old lover, as long as he earns more money, the trouble will not catch up with him!

After the big deal, he abdicated and left with his son.

As long as Zhiwei hall is open all over Mongolia, she, Jiang Wan, is the richest woman! It's enough to make my son live a lifetime!

Jiang Wan, a very good planner, soon lost his worries and went to play with his son happily.

Clove to see his wife swept the afternoon Wanyan look, immediately also happy a lot, while the mother and son play, she went to the big kitchen with a lunch box.

After dinner, the peanuts finally came back.

Taking advantage of her teasing Chi Xi, Jiang Wan asked quietly, "peanut, today my husband asked me to find clothes for him, but I didn't find them for a long time. Instead, I found an old purse in a box. Do you know who gave it to him?"

Peanut grabbed Chi Xi's little hand and shook his head: "I don't know, but I'm afraid my wife is wrong, right? There is no old purse in our room. Every few months, my maid will burn the purse you don't use

After all, the rules in Beijing are strict. For example, the personal belongings of the family members in the back house can't be revealed easily, so some things that are used or not are burned directly.

Jiang Wan has been paying attention to peanuts. Naturally, she didn't miss the unnatural moment she just flashed by. Her heart's guess is more and more solid. But now she can't continue to mention it. She only says, "maybe I'm wrong."

This topic has been exposed, not to mention for the moment, but when Jiang Wan went to bed at night, he still couldn't help thinking about it.

She didn't Miss Qin Si much. The main reason was Chi Xi.

If she can, she naturally doesn't want to destroy her son's growing environment. After all, apart from this, no matter it's her mother-in-law. Or two brothers and sisters in law, or Qin Si, all love Chi Xi, even to himself, have to admit that also quite cordial.

The more he thought about it, the bigger his head was. Jiang Wan simply threw it aside and fell asleep.

In the next few days, Jiang Wan was busy looking for the copper stove that the blacksmith would use to make the hot pot. He also found the original porcelain and agreed on a number of eating utensils such as porcelain bowls and pots with the unique mark of Zhiwei hall.

There are golden sandalwood in the shop, but they are in good order.

Although according to the instruction of the two mothers, ten servant girls were sent into the shop one after another, they were not flustered because Changshu and Changsheng brought five of them to teach them in person.Anshun usually runs with customers when they are busy. If they are not busy, they begin to learn how to be a qualified shopkeeper with Jin Tan. And Xiao Shao comes from the government to learn how to keep accounts with Dingxiang.

Everything is busy and orderly, and the days pass by day by day.

Soon, a big autumn rain came.

The autumn rain lasted for two days, and there was no one in the shop. Jiang Wan didn't let Jin Tan and others go, leaving only Changsheng and Anshun.

The whole Zhiwei hall rarely has a two-day rest.

Jiang Wanling put a rocking chair and a small wooden bed under the porch. She put her son on the wooden bed, while she sat on the rocking chair and swayed, kissing her son and drinking tea from time to time.

Listening to the lingering rain in the yard, it's really pleasant.

If Zhuqing didn't come, Jiang Wan would be able to shake until evening.

"Madam, I met a robber on my way back. I fell down to the cliff and disappeared!" Zhu Qing stumbled into the door, his face still with the color of blood that had not been washed away by the rain.