The autumn wind passes through the official road, and the coolness defeats the house and the autumn dryness spreads to the distance. The fields have the taste of newly harvested crops, which is comparable to the fragrance of fragrance. The sense of freedom rises slowly, giving Mrs. Chengpingbo a broad vision.

She had gone out to visit and walked in the city where there were shops in Nanxing and the Lin family from the original home, but this still brought a novel feeling. Passive assassination was not her symbol. She would wield her own sword and discuss the winner and lose with His Highness Lu.

This is the beginning and the end. Grocery girl You Tonghua was overwhelmed by this world and organized her own weapons. The intrigue among the nobles belonged to her life from then on. The folk girl who just wanted to have a place to stay was gradually gone.

Standing up as a human being always brings excitement. Mrs. Chengpingbo, You Tonghua, said goodbye to Qin's statement and explanation with joy: "Auntie, the family cannot be separated from people. When you go back to the housekeeper, I have already walked here. The front is Zhongcheng Province. It is said that Zhongcheng Province is the richest place in the country. I will go and see what good business people are there, so I will invite you to attend the chamber of commerce."

She couldn't tell the truth here, otherwise Qin wouldn't let her go. In such years, if Mrs. Bo hadn't been chased by His Highness King Lu to avoid him, who would dare to face His Highness?

Qin believed her words. Her young mistress worked hard to support the Bo Mansion for more than a year. At the end of autumn, the annual chamber of commerce in Nanxing kicked off. The wife was thinking about her family, so... she refused.

Through the veil, you can see the young mistress's spirit flying. Qin became more and more like an elderly grandmother's childish grandson. She coaxed her slowly and softly: "I know you think I'm old and delaying the road, but I have to accompany you, otherwise the soup on the road will be the one who will be the one who will be dedicated to it. Don't look at the cool autumn, but you can't be careless. You have to take care of it in autumn. If you don't have to replenish your body and bones, you will suffer if you don't replenish it properly. If you don't replenish it properly, you will suffer if you don't replenish it properly."

Excited still dominated Mrs. Bo's first thought. She hoped to go far away and pay more attention to it than attacking King Lu. So, Qin, who had been with her for a year and would be with her for the rest of her life, was actually reluctant to leave. Since Qin said "old" words, Mrs. Bo lowered her head and thought that the soup had been mediated on the way, and the old concubine who was 56 years old after the Chinese New Year may not suffer from the suffering of wind and frost.

More importantly, the old concubine has always been her companion and the best listener for her intimate words. The old concubine has the most patient ears and the most silent lips.

Speaking of this, I would like to thank His Highness King Jin, the governor of Nanxing, for his ability to get the eye of the Xi family. Those who are familiar with this marriage have this attitude. The Xi family has a higher status in this marriage than Liang Ren, the King of Jin. The Xi family will definitely give Liang Ren personally. Although His Highness King of Jin is truly talented and knowledgeable, the Xi family is also very keen.

The benefit of this marriage is that Zhongcheng Province has become friendly in the eyes of the people of Nanxing. It is a relative's portal that can be entered at any time. The old concubine wants to follow her. Mrs. Bo thinks that she is incompetent to deal with King Lu. At most, she can only see where the door of King Lu's house is opened. This is a kind of way to vent her anger if she is unable to do so. I will go outside your door first and stare at her. Maybe she doesn't dare to enter Xixian. She just waits and watches in the middle and middle and provinces. Then it is not impossible to bring her old concubine.

The wife and concubine agreed, and joined hands to persuade Lin Zhong and Lin Cheng, who was traveling together, to go home and prepare the Chamber of Commerce first.

Another butler, Lin Yi, was mainly responsible for the purchase of fragmented items at home. It was impossible for him to have no chief manager in Bo’s mansion. He was already in Bo’s mansion, and there were three butlers here. Lin De was an insider who went to Xixian when Mrs. Bo went to Xixian. He also escorted him all the way, for fear that Lin Zhong and Lin Cheng would stop him, so they didn’t know about these two butlers.

Lin Zhong and Lin Cheng wondered: "It is best for the Chamber of Commerce to host the matter at home, and you have to prepare. The invitation that was agreed last year has been sent, and the location will be cleaned. Where Mrs. Bo is going, we should follow us, or bring all the staff to ensure safety."

Mrs. Chengpingbo also wanted them to follow, but Longmen Trading Company refused to agree. As agreed with Tu Jushan, she was simple and simple. In addition, there were no more than fifteen employees in Longmen Trading Company. Now that she had added an old concubine, she would have to add a girl Dongqiao, and she would have to reduce two guards.

The housekeeper can only go home.

Lin De patted his chest and promised that he would do his best to make mistakes. Lin Zhong and Lin Cheng had no choice but to return, bringing about forty families.

Tea Xiang and camellia cried red with red eyes: "If you don't take me, bring me camellia too. What will Aunt Ping serve?"

"If you don't take me, bring the fragrance of tea."

Finally, I can only tell Dong Qiao: "We all know that Aunt Ping can't serve you, so Dong Qiao will be given all of it."

Dong Qiao was the only girl who followed her, and she was very excited: "Chengcheng, leave it all to me."

Mrs. Chengping Bo took Aunt Ping, her concubine, Dong Qiao, Lin De took three guards and coachmen, and a total of eight masters and servants. On that night, she entered the Yancheng City of Zhongcheng Province, about ten miles away from the city gate. Several pedestrians resting on the road waved to greet her: "Isn't this the shopkeeper Lao De? Are you here to purchase goods?"

Lin De clasped his fists: "Old Hou, we're meeting again."

"Walk with each other, hehe..." The short and thin old man looked like a monkey from the outside. This was the person he had made an appointment. The old shopkeeper Hou who could play monkey fist in Longmen Trading. The honest boy next to him, Mrs. Bo and his party also recognized him. This was the orphan little Shuzi who had no omissions on the high platform.

Tu Jushan used this method to send the clerk, and the shopkeeper was also wary of it. If His Highness of Jin protected Mrs. Bo's men and women all the way to Xixian, Tu Jushan always felt that the King of Jin would find a problem and would blame him for agreeing to a countess to go into danger without authorization.

This kind of "accidental encounter" is also a way out for Tu Jushan to leave for himself. Our friend happened to meet Mrs. Bo. He was afraid that Mrs. Bo would be in danger on the way, so we just followed her along the way.

Mrs. Bo knew in her heart, Lin De also understood that Qin became the first person to step into Tuju Mountain. She said in surprise: "This is great. Dong Qiao told Butler De that if we go together, let's go together."

Lin De agreed yes, and Zhangguan Hou also agreed after hearing this, and he was fully responsible for which inn to stay and how many rooms he needed.

Dong Qiao was busy, soaking tremella, boiling red dates, taking out tea bowls, and taking out another small tea hanger to ask for a brazier, so that Aunt Ping sat down the corridor and watched the boiling water boil, and obeyed the orders.

Mrs. Bo took the toilet when she went out and stayed at the Heroes Conference for seven days, so she didn't have to take these things home.

The girl has never been so important. She was so busy that she was not touching the ground. She always felt that she was a big shot, Madam Bo and Aunt were waiting for her to drink some safe water and eat some safe porridge.

Qin was not idle either. She asked her to ask for hot water from the inn stove, and left a guard to carry cold water and pour dirty water. She wiped it on the table and the bed. Mrs. Chengpingbo also came to help. The second girl was a worker and hadn't done it for more than a year, so she was very excited.

Xiao Shuzi is responsible for the alert. It looks funny and only stays for one night. Why bother to be so busy?

After dinner, the night wind rose, and Qin fell asleep early. Mrs. Bo opened the window to look at the moonlight. Her smile was sweet and satisfied. She went out to stroll around. But she had hope since she was a child. At that time, her parents always said that the tung peanuts were beautiful, and the tung flowers should not go out.

With King Jin here, it was no longer fresh to visit Nanxing. The world of Nanxing was too big. Mrs. Bo smiled and even though she ate a lot of dinner, she stuffed snacks into her mouth... A child came over, wiped his nose with his half-dirty sleeves, staring at the snacks in her hand: "I want to eat."

"for you."

Mrs. Chengping Bo smiled and picked up new ones. With an old concubine, her dessert and tea were never vague. In the eyes of the old concubine, the people in the house had ordinary meals three times a day, and they had to add fine dessert and soup to be considered qualified food.

Lin De brought three guards, one of whom served the old concubine with hot water and cold water, and the other was sent to buy delicious food all over the city, so that Mrs. Bo could be used as snacks.

Now she is very rich and sufficient. She often recalls her childhood self, and she will not eat well and wear beautiful clothes. When a child asks for food, Mrs. Bo is happy to give him one piece and another one: "Is it enough?"

The child looked up at her half-told blue veil. The night wind was as vague as a dream, with a "rich" atmosphere, not a mystery.

Turn around and run away.

Mrs. Bo did not blame him for not thanking him for being rude. She is a grocery store girl. Most of the children she has seen are so shy and dare not talk to people. You come here if you have food. Who told you to have food?

With a smile on her face, Mrs. Bo continued to enjoy the scenery of the inn, including the moon, the night, the couples who stayed in the hotel quarreled, the guests hummed music and the soft voices of attracting guests, "Old guest, do you want to repair your face with your head?" She smiled intoxicatedly.

Dong Qiao moved a couch and was in this room at night. Aunt Ping lived next door, and Lin De and Manager Hou were talking on the other side.

Lin De was strongly dissatisfied: "This inn is too messy, and my family is not without paying money. I will let you stay in the best inn tomorrow night and the best room. If you don't stay in the surrounding rooms, you will have to book it. There are also stoves. My wife is waiting for three or five stoves at home to eat and drink. I will not agree to share a stove with the inn. If the wife has something to do, you can't afford it."

"Listen to me, Lao De, don't worry." Manager Hou lit Lao Chang's cigarette puff, took a sip, and squinted his eyes on his face as he was spitting out the smoke ring.

Lin De was helpless and happy: "Old shopkeeper, you are my favorite. I will call the bodyguard. You can't cheat me. Are you enjoying yourself when you go out?"

"Lao De, how old are you this year?" Old Manager Hou was really not in a hurry.

"It's forty-five, it's the age of Lao De." Lin De looked at him, regretting it no matter how he looked at him, why did I want such a careless old man?

The shopkeeper Hou smoked another cigarette, and his expression was moist, but he still said calmly: "Little,"

"What?" Lin De angrily forgot what he had just answered.

"You are still young in front of you." Old Manager Hou's eyes were shining through the smoke, sharp as if they were sharp swords. Lin De was so arrogant. After sitting down, he forgot that he had just whispered to the other party.

"Dangdangdang," the cigarette pipe hit the corner of the table, and the ashes fell to the ground. While he didn't smoke, the smoke dissipated a lot. Lin De saw the old shopkeeper Hou's expression faintly, and his voice turned indifferent.

"Come out, listen to me, what do you think! My old man is eighty-six, and his eyes may not be as good as you. His eyes are sharper than you. I will be the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is afraid that the thief will not be concerned about it..."

As soon as I said this, someone started to make a fuss outside: "My son, you died so miserably. Who hurt you? Qingtian, please help me find that person..."

Another child shouted: "Mom, come find her, I'll take you there..."

Lin De was temporarily distracted, listened to it, and anger surged: "Listen to you! Live here! Look how messy it is!"

Old Manager Hou laughed slowly: "Oh...it's quite messy..."

Before Lin De could lose his temper, he heard the noises staying outside the window. Someone knocked the window and a woman screamed and cursed: "**, get out, you're going to hurt my son, just because I didn't promise my son to elope with you, you dare to kill him, my son..."

"not good!"

Linde opened the window and jumped out. He knocked on Mrs. Bo's window next door. The guy came for Mrs. Bo.

Old Manager Hou still smiled slowly, but his body flashed, and the man and his long cigarette pole arrived in front of the window. He did not jump out, and he was here looking at the new chaos.

"I've beaten people, come and see. This rich widow is still filial. If I don't get along with my son, I will kill him. Now I'm going to kill my whole family..."

Before Lin De defected to Chengping Bo, he was also a man who was in the world. He knew that entanglement here was not good for him. It was impossible for Mrs. Bo to report to the official. The jade was covered with dust. This would bring shame to Chengping Bo's mansion. He had already grabbed the collar of the woman who made trouble. When she heard her scolding, Lin De sneered: "Let's go, let's go see the official!"

He drags the woman with one hand and the child leading the way with the other, and takes her out and takes her away from here first.

Two fists went straight to his face, and they were both quick and vigorous, and they were not as good as taking action. Lin De could only stop, put down the woman and the child, blocked him in a hurry, and beat back the two people who jumped out of the crowd and attacked him.

As soon as the legs were tightened, the woman took off from his hand, then hugged his legs and slapped, "I've killed someone, the rich widow has killed someone..."

Qin woke up and shivered all over: "Nonsense, nonsense!"

Dong Qiao picked up the scissors and brought the needle and thread to prepare for the place where there were sewing on the road. As soon as she grasped it, she wanted to open the window: "I've fought with them!"

It was not cold to open the window in autumn night. Aunt Ping closed the window and dragged the scolded Mrs. Uncle into the room. Aunt Ping, who rushed in at the first time, hugged Dong Qiao: "Good girl, the more she talks, the more she slandered it. This person is a fairy jumping."

Qin also heard of it. Mrs. Bo also heard it when she was in the grocery store. Only Dong Qiao was confused and opened her almond eyes wide: "No matter what kind of immortals he jumps, the dogs jump, let them scold you!"

Qin said angrily: "See the official!"

"Madam Bo said this in the storytelling, she is so shameless, Dong Qiao is so nice, you put down your scissors first, I will tell you what the immortal dance is."

Mrs. Chengpingbo understood this. She was stroking her hair with her hands. No matter where she went, she could not not wear mourning, so she was seen as a widow, and she was combed with a woman's head. In the sentence "rich", her simple blue clothes with dark patterns were plain rich and beautiful clothes.

She gave two snacks and was cheated. This place was not Nanxing. She decided not to report to the officials. Mrs. Bo calmed down and told Dong Qiao: "Stop making trouble. I will call you. Go to the next door to tell the shopkeeper Hou and let him deal with it."

Qin was reminded: "Yes, we spent money."

Dong Qiao didn't understand who spent money for, and this did not prevent her from executing it directly. Old Manager Hou was still watching the woman scold, the child cried, and Lin De was fighting with someone. Dong Qiao stood behind him and his face was tense: "Shopkeeper Hou, my wife said she spent money, you can deal with this matter."

"yes."

Mr. Hou replied with a word, there was enough trouble outside. The lights were on in the entire inn room, and he sang: "Lao De, have you called enough?"

Lin De was awakened at this moment, and the woman had already been kicked away by him. He had a stance to separate the two men's fists and feet, jumped out of the circle, and clasped his fists solemnly: "Old shopkeeper, let's see you."

"Come on."

With this sound, the troublemakers outside and the onlookers flashed in front of them. The old man in the window and the long cigarette pole arrived in front of him. The women, children and the men fighting were in the same group. Otherwise, who would have acted bravely at this time and fought? They were all shocked and could see that the old man might have a background.

The woman's eyes turned, and she sat down and cried: "My son, why do you like this cruel and widowed woman who is affair with you..."

"Sister-in-law, is your son really dead?" Old Manager Hou's voice was still slow and not high. He penetrated the woman's howling word by word and reached everyone's eyes.

One of the men who helped fight raised their fingers to the tip of the shopkeeper Hou's nose and cursed: "Does the dead say anything? If your son dies, will you tell lies?"

Xiao Shuzi, who was sitting on the high place, smiled and stretched out her hands to pat her a few times. She was so brave, if she could keep doing this.

The wind was crying out, short and sharp, and the long cigarette pole suddenly hit the man's wrist. The man cried out in pain and knelt on both knees, and then he heard the inconspicuous short old man in front of him say, "Why are you kneeling down when you say the wrong thing?"

"Sister-in-law, is your son really dead?" This time, the woman, the child, and the other man who supported the man kneeling down did not dare to be careless anymore. The woman bit the bullet and said, "Die, the poisonous woman in this family..."
To be continued...