Sweet Noble Heir

Jiang Wanbai and Qi Qingxing walked slowly down the mountain. She said, "look at the response of the steward Lin, the fire is certainly not like master Mingyuan. There are no casualties as they said. But why is it clear that someone is suffering in the fire, but Daqing temple does not know at all? And there was no corpse found at that time. Could it be that the corpses had been burned clean? "

Jiang Wanbai is full of questions. Unfortunately, before master Tang comes back, she can't get answers to these questions for the time being.

Seeing her sighing, Qi Qingxing could not help pinching her hand and comforting him: "at least things are in the direction of progress. Just put this matter aside first. After the new year, after the Lantern Festival, we can continue to investigate."

Now I have to wait.

Jiang Wanbai nodded gently and put the matter aside for a while. After thinking about it, he told Arsene, "we don't know how much master Tang knows, but there's probably a direction. Don't expect too much."

"I know that." Arsene nodded. The excitement in his voice had been suppressed. After a pause, he still said thanks.

Jiang Wanbai soon finished the transmission.

The speed of going down the mountain was faster than that of going up the mountain. She and Qi Qingxing soon arrived at the foot of the mountain. Before going to the gate of the city, she subconsciously looked at the foot of the mountain and found that there were cooking smoke in those yards. It seemed that there were still people left here.

Jiang Wanbai pauses for a while, and finally still does not pass, and Qi Qingxing turns back to the city.

After going back, Jiang Wanbai had a good rest for a few days. He stayed in the house and didn't go anywhere. The farthest place to go was Mrs. Qi's yard. The new year was coming. Mrs. Qi and Mrs. Qing had a large pile of account books to read every day.

By this time, what Jiang Wanbai learned in the 21st century can be of use, especially after learning to use abacus, her speed is obviously faster than those who are used to reading account books, such as Mrs. Qi and Mrs. Qing.

Even the steward who called over could not help exclamation.

Mrs. Qing said: "in the future, things in the house can be handed over to the evening white."

"No, no, No Jiang Wanbai waved her hand as soon as she heard it. She leaned over to Qi Laofu and said, "I am lazy. My grandmother knows best. I can't manage these things. That is, I can help you when I'm on the account book at the end of the year."

If it's not for seeing Mrs. Qing with a big stomach, Jiang Wanbai just wants to read the script by eating melon seeds on Qi Qingxing.

Mrs. Qi originally had this meaning, but when she saw Jiang Wanbai's reaction was so great, she gave up the idea and looked at her with a smile.

At least she gave up the idea of Mrs. Qi and Mrs. Qing. Jiang Wanbai quietly breathed a sigh of relief. She could not do the housekeeper's work. She was still as good as now. She only had to take care of her own affairs every day.

On the 30th night, the Lord Qi wanted to go to the palace for a banquet. Jiang Wanbai and Qi Qingxing were also called to go. Mrs. Qi didn't go to the Palace this time. She stayed with Mrs. Qing to wait for Lord Qi to come back with them.

It's the same position as last time, but this time Mrs. Qi didn't come. Qi Qingxing also sat behind the Lord Qi and accompanied Jiang Wanbai. It was freezing. This time, the Palace Banquet was set in the palace.

What is still indispensable is the process of singing and dancing. Jiang Wanbai occasionally takes a look at her, but she doesn't see Jiang Ruyue any more. However, the Miss Song of song Taifu's family doesn't know why she also sits and doesn't move.