As Mrs. Chengpingbo accumulates prestige at home and her understanding of the rest of her life day by day.

The sixteen-year-old woman can be called a flower season. It is ridiculous to say that "the rest of her life" is ridiculous, but she is a vain. In her confused figure, her first thought was to follow Chengping Bo on the Naihe Bridge. During the sacrifices and temporary sacrifices a few times a month, Mrs. Bo would make a wish silently, let her elderly husband wait for her and not drink Mengpo soup too early.

For her, the rest of her life will be counted as the rest of her life.

The origins of Mengpo Tang, Naiheqiao, etc. are all folk legends in later generations, but in such dynasties, many people believe that there are only a few main channels for spreading news. Talks on the streets and alleys are not suitable for Mrs. Bo; the government's notices posted by the housekeepers come back to report after they go out to read them, and there is no folk legend on it; there is also a kind of news that goes straight to the inner house, nuns who practice, matchmakers who run around, flower sellers, etc., and you can hear various versions of folk legends from their mouths.

A thunder struck Xichang, and a 60-year-old woman gave birth to a young son. This was her blessing for doing good deeds all year round. The waves facing east hit me, Meng Po sprinkled the soup on the entire village. From then on, the whole village did evil and corrected the evil, forgot how to do evil, and only remember to do good...

As long as you have money in your house, these people will come and see them from time to time, sell fresh flowers that are not available in the house, talk about absurd ghosts, and cheat on hot tea and snacks.

In this way, Mrs. Chengpingbo established a complete system of her understanding of Naihe Bridge, part of which comes from the stories her mother told when she was alive, and the other part comes from the mouths of matchmakers and flower sellers.

There is a saying that there is a god three feet above your head, and Mrs. Chengpingbo believes more than the most devoutly burning incense.

After the devout burning incense comes home, she may still be evil people. Mrs. Bo strictly abides by doing good deeds. In addition to firmly believe that Chengping Bo is waiting for her on the bridge, she also treats her family as her family. Even if she still can't forget the betrayal girl Kuihua, she still thinks that she will be treated as she will.

There is another saying that people have shortcomings, and there are several people who cannot be forgiven by her, such as her sister-in-law Ding and Mrs. Qiao.

Whenever she heard the Qiao family's big fuss, Mrs. Chengpingbo became more and more pious to believe that there was a god. She also heard Ding's gossip. The man who begged for a child was crazy, his mouth was not tight, and his ambition was somewhat exposed. Mrs. Chengpingbo had heard it and just sneered that even if she hugged a beggar's child, she would not want Ding's child.

If Ding is willing to buy tonics for her brother, shouldn’t he take a few bites of tonics if his brother opens a shop to support her?

Thinking of this, the Chinese New Year is always around, Mrs. Chengpingbo hesitated whether to send some New Year’s goods to her brother... or not!

She thought about it again, and Ding would not be frustrated to death.

I would rather give it to the dog than to her eat it.

Just a casual word of complaint, Mrs. Chengpingbo continued to circle and pictographic characters under the lamp, and sorted out the context of the chamber of commerce little by little. If you can't finish it today, just try your best today and you can do your best tomorrow.

She couldn't say that life never stopped, life never stopped, but she couldn't finish everything in a day. She knew this since she knew how to work. Sometimes she used this to perfunctory Ding, who was like a ghost, deliberately dragged her down on her work.

The north wind outside the window was howling like a ghost crying. No matter how many people there were in the room, the cold air stubbornly invaded. One of the girls stood up and added charcoal fire, subconsciously looking at the hourglass. Qin Shi only cared about doing her job but didn't see it. The girls sat back silently and continued to embroider the flowers.

Until Mrs. Chengpingbo couldn't help but yawn, or she realized that the hour was too late, she smiled and said, "Let's go."

The gatherings at night dispersed now. Qin and Mrs. Bo were company. The family only had two wives and concubines. It was not convenient to talk and eat as before. Qin supported her girl Dongqiao to go to the opposite room. She was old, and Mrs. Bo didn't want her to serve her, so Qin would go to bed by herself.

Tea fragrance camellia waiter Mrs. Chengpingbo fell asleep. It was not their night tonight, and the two girls lived in the same room and returned together.

The room was very warm. Mrs. Chengpingbo did not treat her deceased husband unfairly. There were fresh fruits and flowers and lit fragrances in front of the incense table every day, nor did she treat herself and Qin's family unfairly. She was very considerate of every food and clothing, and did not treat her family unfairly. There was a separate fire-burning woman in the entire main room yard. The warm night was in the aromatic eyes, and the camellia fell down and wanted to fall asleep.

Cha Xiang called her: "Are you asleep?"

"Sleep."

"Can you still reply after sleeping?" Cha Xiang pursed her lips and smiled.

The two of them had their beds facing each other, and Camellia turned over and said that she was very sincere in chatting with her, but her eyes were still closed comfortably, enjoying the upcoming sleep.

The girl didn't need to light up the night light in her room. The light moon outside the window was light, and the tea fragrance didn't look at whether the camellia was chatting seriously. She just talked about her: "I'm not wrong with the flower I picked today, where are you?"

"Yeah, that's right."

"Qin Aunt Qin was taught by the old lady. Aunt Luo, who came home to support her, cooked well and had a good embroidery work. Now that she is old, she doesn't do much. I originally thought it was difficult to learn from her. Now we accompany our wife every day, and Aunt Qin can also teach us a few needles. How great is this."

"Yeah, how great."

The fragrance of tea lingers in happiness. She knows that she can still learn to do work when she is in a business in the mansion. After learning to do it for her master, she also makes it for herself. This is a craft. Embroidery thread, fabric and bamboo strips are provided by the master. She has been working safely every day recently. She thinks life is really good.

He was so beautiful that he whispered: "Camel, will you embroider your dowry?" After saying that, he blushed, held his little mouth with both hands, and waited for Camel to reply.

The bed opposite was silent.

When Cha Xiang looked up, camellia was in the sweet dream. She laughed out loud, yawned, and was sleepy, and fell asleep.

Mrs. Chengpingbo still had her eyes open and raised her head three feet high. There was a god that made her often not dare to neglect the world. Tonight, the contempt of Mrs. Qiao and other officials was still engraved in her heart, making her always think of Mrs. Qian and Mrs. Cao.

Taking "same illness and compassion" as an analogy, Mrs. Chengpingbo was insulted by misunderstandings, but she did not have actual romantic feelings.

The regret and pity that comes out of just the same identity.

Mrs. Qian and Mrs. Cao must have not figured it out at the fork in the road. If they take the wrong path, they will keep making mistakes. If they are willing to turn around, they will still be clear and clear.

Mrs. Bo, who was born in the grocery store, had a natural awe and arrogance towards the officials. Poverty and wealth are sometimes opposite. When she wrapped Mrs. Qiao and other officials in, Mrs. Qian and Mrs. Cao in, Mrs. Chengping had a slight determination to make the officials admit defeat and make them admit their mistakes.

With such thoughts, she fell asleep deeply, with a smile beside her lips, with longing in her smile.

.....

It was impossible to snow at night. The wind was the most raging one. It almost pushed Wei Linxing into the door of Qian’s house. The girl was holding a big red lantern with a long handle. She looked brilliant and heavy. She couldn’t pick it up without any strength. The girl’s smile could not be as tempted as it was. It was just a strong plea.

"Hello, Master, please come in. My wife just entered the house for the Chamber of Commerce. I heard that the master is here and I should be waiting for you in the room now."

Her voice was pretty good. Although it wasn't a yellow oriole that came out of the valley, it was also crisp and beautiful. Her eyebrows and eyes were just thick and fat and powdery, covering up the original one for a few minutes, leaving all the fat and greasy powdery fragrance.

Wei Linxing took a step back without any notice, so that he could reach the walls on both sides of the main door behind him from the corner of his eyes. There was a notice of a notice of a victory note on one side. The long-lasting Mo An disappeared, and you could also see the words "A victory note" written on the notice of someone who won the victory on the notice of a victory note.

This was when Mr. Qian passed the imperial examination and the person who reported the good news posted it. Now the joy is still there, the fragrance of books is gone, a piece of powder fragrance and a red lantern turn this place into a secret prostitute.

Wei Linxing had studied hard for ten years, so his ambition was Huai Lingyun's determination. He once went to the capital to find a way out. Old ministers blocked the Tao and aristocratic families were everywhere. There was no day for him to stand out. In this regard, he was similar to the censor Zhang Huiqing, but Zhang Huiqing was still willing to make a fuss in the officialdom. Wei Linxing returned directly to his hometown and was unwilling to serve the powerful and embroidered pillows. In this mood, he recognized King Lu and was also recognized by King Lu.

I have never read many books, but I just watched the poster that had faded into yellow paper appearing in Qian's living room. Wei Linxing was full of strange temper and saw that something was wrong.

This bright red plum bonsai can be used by widows?

This big red embroidered screen can be used by widows?

This pink chair cushion can be used by widows?

Until Mrs. Qian walked out, her yellow brocade jacket was embroidered with mandarin ducks and red lotus, and her makeup was even again. Her eyebrows were as hazy as the distant mountains. She bowed down and said charmingly: "Where is the master coming from? How many days will he rest here?"

Wei Linxing suddenly woke up. He was here to serve as a job, and to upset Nanxing. He was not here to be a Taoist scholar, but to stand up for Mr. Qian's strange old man. He was full of resentment and counted himself as King Liang Ren of Jin. He had no education in his rule. Why do you still have Nanxing?

He took out Enke's face and asked and answered questions with Mrs. Qian. As he was chatting, he naturally went to Chengping Bo Mansion. Wei Linxing came to be Enke very well, in order to see the women walking beside Mrs. Chengping Bo tonight.

He dared to visit the person beside King Jin, but he was afraid of disturbing King Jin. He would not have achieved anything in the search for his origin. Mrs. Qian and Mrs. Cao, two famous romantic men, were easy to inquire and contact, so Wei Linxing came one by one.

The payment for the money was paid by Wei Linxing, with the gifts purchased at the two-color chamber of commerce, a piece of clothing and four boxes of snacks, and then put down ten taels of silver. Mrs. Qian smiled and thanked him, and asked the girl to serve the dishes with her glass of wine, and then she held the pipa to finish a song.

When Wei Linxing greeted her, Mrs. Qian was quite happy. She thought that this guest would stay overnight if she asked her to drink. The topic seemed to be invisible to Mrs. Chengpingbo, and Mrs. Qian became alert without any trace.

The entire Nanxing Royal City looked down on her, but Mrs. Chengpingbo was willing to give her a face. As long as she was not a fool, she would always feel it in her heart.

Jealousy, jealousy, moved, remorse... Among the emotions that suddenly become good, Mrs. Qian chose to be moved.

Mrs. Chengping Bo was doing the right way, and dared to hit the person next to His Highness on the street, and swore aloud. Mrs. Qian admitted that when she and Mrs. Cao wanted to make friends, they were jealous and people who were unqualified were annoyed by the chastity. In addition, the Lin family was rich and wanted to make some food and clothing. After a little contact, Mrs. Qian felt that the girl in the grocery store had the truth that she could be worthy of being a wife.

Especially at the chamber of commerce tonight, what can I do if the officials look down on me? Mrs. Bo walked along the way with her posture protecting them, and she usually didn't have a few words of gossip in her ears.

Mrs. Qian looked carefully at the new guest Wei Linxing, and replied to him with a careful word: "Madam Bo? Not someone who can talk about it casually. She is a pure and innocent person, and cannot be compared with someone like me."

Wei Linxing deliberately said, "Oh, no matter how good you are, you are just a widow. I see that you have fair skin and really comprehend my feelings. I have never met Mrs. Bo, so I don't believe she can be with you?"

When following these women at the chamber of commerce, the hood was also under pressure, so Wei Linxing really didn't see Mrs. Chengpingbo, who had the same hood, and believed that Mrs. Qian did not see him.

Mrs. Qian really didn't see it. She just frowned and thought that the guest was very unpleasant, but she did not dare to offend the guest at home casually, and retorted slowly: "Guest, this is the royal city of Nanxing. Chengpingbo was one of the most important things that Your Highness valued during his lifetime. You are a person who is roaming all over the world. You should know that some people can be taken out and talked about, and some people dare not think about a word in the dark room. If you like me, please say me, don't talk about that person."

Wei Linxing was very disappointed with her. Didn’t he know that Mrs. Chengpingbo publicly declared to be loyal to her. The news collected by the Prince Lu’s Mansion is more complete than those living in the Nanxing Royal City. He spoke to Mrs. Bo in order to make her loyal and lose her loyalty, so that she could make her famous first and give Jin Liang Ren a little color.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Qian admired her and could hear it from her words. When she talked about Chengping Bo, she was one of the most important things to His Highness. When she talked about Mrs. Bo, she was "that", and used respect and admiration, and could this woman from the secret prostitute know what is good and what is bad?

Wei Linxing also wanted to look up to Mrs. Qian, but she was just an abandoned child for her urgent matters.

After drinking a few more glasses of wine, Wei Linxing smiled and said, "I first arrived here and heard that my wife's reputation came to visit me. I am not afraid of you being angry. I, a person who is exploring all over the world, loves to travel around the world. I will pay a few more visits to you. I will meet again next day."

This is the style of a standard slut. When you go to a new city, you will first worship all the famous figures in the romantic place, pick out what you like and then have fun. Mrs. Qian is not angry, she earns money from a slut.

Coquettishness is all fake: "You, you just look down on me so much?"

Wei Linxing talked to her a few nonsense, and Mrs. Qian personally sent her out, watching Wei Linxing walk into the wind, and sent the girl to close the door to sleep. Wei Linxing walked towards Bajiao Alley, where Mrs. Cao's house lived.

He didn't believe it anymore. All women who lost their integrity could admire those who kept their integrity, so that His Highness, the Chengping Bo Mansion, which had repeatedly failed in Nanxing, must take it down.
Chapter completed!