Transmigrate to be Queen

Ning Xiaoman really wants to help Zheng Fusheng, but in this age, women are not allowed to go out in public. Even if Ning Xiaoman wants to help Zheng Fusheng, it is limited by all kinds of restrictions, so Ning Xiaoman really can't help with things outside.

Then do what you can. Thinking that Zheng Fusheng is busy hoarding her strength now, she should be the most short of money, so Ning Xiaoman wants to help with the money. However, she really doesn't have too much extra silver except the money from the interior government every month.

Not at all. When Ning Xiaoman got married, the Marquis Wu Yu gave him a lot of dowry silver. However, not to mention that Ning Xiaoman dared not move easily. Even now he can't ask Zheng Fusheng for it. It's his daughter-in-law's dowry silver. It's a shame to spend his daughter-in-law's money.

Ning Xiaoman thought that she wouldn't move until the critical moment, but if it came to an emergency, Ning Xiaoman would certainly take it out without hesitation and spend money for Zheng Fusheng. She wouldn't be a little stingy, because Ning Xiaoman knew that Zheng Fusheng was one with herself.

His goal is his goal, and his wish is his wish. As long as he wants, he will certainly do his best to help him complete it. Moreover, she is so in love with Zheng Fusheng now, how can she be willing not to reach out to help him.

"Don't be polite to me. I'm not an outsider, Fusheng. Don't think I can't help you. Although it will be harder when we start a business, we can't make much money and return it slowly, as long as we have the first amount of money, I'm sure I'll make it more quickly."

Ning Xiaoman stroked Zheng Fusheng's collar and coaxed him like a child,

"Don't be too short of money. Grasshoppers are also meat. When we can't keep them together, we'll be short of that one hundred and eighty-two liang of silver, so don't stop me."

"I've made up my mind. Since you quit your job in the court, I've been thinking about how to do something for you, but after repeated and reflection, I found that I really can't help you. Since it's a small favor, you must accept it, you know?"

The days of seclusion in the palace passed quickly day by day. Under the temptation and guidance of Ning Xiaoman, Zheng Fusheng could have new harvest every day. On this day, he was shocked by his little wife again. He never knew that man Er could worry about himself to such an extent.

When you turn dependence into a habit, the one you rely on has become a powerful person and almost omnipotent. Zheng Fusheng looks at his powerful but actually weak little wife, and his heart is soft into a lake and ripples.

"Man'er, listen to me. You don't have to work so hard. You can do whatever you want in the house. If you want to build a greenhouse and plant some vegetables yourself, you can build a shed and plant vegetables. These are small things. You can decide freely, but you just think it's entertainment. Don't take it as a task. It's too hard."

Zheng Fusheng took Man'er to the inner study and sat her in front of the book case. He didn't forget to add a room cushion to her. Then he polished ink and spread paper himself,

"Man'er, I'll write you to watch."

Ning Xiaoman knows that Zheng Fusheng has something to tell himself, and it's still a secret. However, if it's a secret, he can't hold his hand and let himself know. It's so easy and won't be found by outsiders.

Zheng Fusheng immediately thought of Ning Xiaoman's idea and reached out and shook Man'er's hand,

"Man'er, what I want to say is very important. I don't want you to make any mistakes. After all, this kind of heart reading communication can't be done 100%, and I want you to know it clearly and thoroughly."

Ning Xiaoman nodded obediently, and then carefully looked at the words written by Zheng Fusheng. Then her eyes opened wider and wider, staring more and more round. At last, she sighed like a relief, and completely hid herself in the chair with a look of dissatisfaction.

Zheng Fusheng sent the paper to Man'er's eyes again to let her see more clearly, then kneaded the paper into a ball, lit the flint and burned it into ashes. When the paper burned the ashes, Ning Xiaoman's dissatisfaction had disappeared. She knew she shouldn't have such an emotion. After all, it really should be kept secret.

If he hadn't forced Fusheng to hurry today, he wouldn't have spread out the incident. You know, if a little wind and rain spread out these things, Zheng Fusheng's life would not be better. There will certainly be more people staring at him and making him unable to move.

Ning Xiaoman pulls Zheng Fusheng's hand,

"Fu Sheng, is it hidden? Will there be mistakes? After all, so many shops will inevitably be found. Your people haunt there and have a little handle. It may be fatal."

Yes, what Zheng Fusheng just wrote down on paper is his invisible industry. Of course, it is not in his own name, but in the name of many of his subordinates. Ning Xiaoman never knew that there are so many resources in Zheng Fusheng's hand, not only industry, but also people.