Under the heavy rain curtain, the young woman raised her chin, her beautiful black eyes were covered with a layer of moisture, but the look in her eyes was extremely firm.
"It's okay!"
She said so, Sang Ye saluted silently, but Zi Ying pursed her lower lip and glanced back at the box where Liang Ruolin was.
Through the heavy rain, a man in white looked over.
The boy seemed to have some doubts on his face, and he couldn't take his eyes off it, but he opened his mouth to ask the person on the side: "Uncle Qian, do you say this is really a British duchess?"
” The old man looked through the vague rain curtain, nodded and said, "Since the man said yes, coupled with this all-round style, he shouldn't be wrong." ” In normal times, the ladies of the hairpin family, especially the hostess, would never be able to show their heads to be seen by these people, just because the British duchess was in a hurry to return home, the carriage could not be set for a while, and it was raining, and no one was there in the courtyard except for the people of the British mansion, so they did not wear a hat to avoid suspicion.
The folding fan in Bai Feng's hand was gently tapped in the palm of his hand, and the wind mixed with rain wrapped his sideburns with broken jade hairband, lining his handsome face was as warm as flawless jade, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, but he seemed to smile: "It is said that the British duke married a very powerful lady, but I never thought that it was so sweet and lovely, and now at a glance, I would rather believe that Yishanzhai is run by the British duke." ” Uncle Qian swallowed his saliva, this little master has always been uninhibited, but he didn't dare to say such frivolous words to a high-ranking official's relatives, he said: "Son, this rain carries the cold, you are careful about your body." ” Bai Feng didn't care, waved his hand, but his eyes followed the young British duchess, and waited until she got into the carriage surrounded by servants, then withdrew his gaze, walked back to the table, and said, "Uncle Qian, I came back in a hurry this time, because I was optimistic about a business." ” "What do you mean?"
Uncle Qian said with a deep groan.
"Not bad," Speaking of the plan, Bai Feng's face was filled with a little smug and eager to try, "This year there was a big drought first, and there was no rain in the summer, and the business in the south came back with news, saying that the south was seriously flooded, but I am afraid that there will be no harvest in autumn, and the people will be displaced, and the price of grain will inevitably rise at that time......."
The old money head mung bean's eyes rolled and said: "Young owner, if it is a disaster year, the price of grain will inevitably rise, but these things are also known by other grain stack semicolons." ” Bai Feng said disapprehantly: "They know that the grain will rise in the famine year, but they don't know that the ditch of Caoyun is afraid that it will not be able to withstand the rain and will be washed away, so when the time comes......
The official grain of the imperial court cannot be transported in......"
The old man's eyelids jumped, and he asked, "Young Dong, how sure are you of this?"
” Bai Feng smiled lightly and said: "Nine times out of ten, I personally went to the canal to see, I heard that the person in charge of the river Why bother to come to the family was a merchant, and then I don't know if it was because of fraud to teach the same jinshi, I heard that I can get the errand of this river, or go through the road of the eldest princess of Anping, on weekdays, I don't take the matter of overhauling the ditch to heart, the ditch and river he is responsible for, it's no wonder if there is no accident!"
” The old man thought about it for a while, and then asked: "It's just that if the court has no food, it will inevitably hit the merchant's idea, and we can't twist our arms and thighs!"
” Bai Fengwu shook his head, eager to grab the inkstone on the table and pat it on the head of the old man, and said, "Uncle Qian, why is your old brain not bright at the critical moment!"
At the beginning of the Northern Expedition to Tatar, when it was so desperate, the emperor did not forcibly requisition the grain of the merchants, but bought it at a parity price, and later all of it was returned, not to mention now.
Besides, according to my estimate, there should be more than 100,000 denier of grain in the imperial warehouse, so that there will not be no food to put so soon, besides, it is really not possible for us to follow the example of the Chengping period and trade with the imperial court!
” The more the old man thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense, and he hurriedly said: "In this way, you have to prepare for a while, you have to prepare out of the barn in advance to store grain, and you have to build high steps to prevent flooding!"
” "These sons have already made up their minds," Bai Feng waved his hand, and whispered a few words in the ear of the old man, the old man's eyes rolled, he couldn't help nodding, and gave Bai Feng a thumbs up. --- The ruts of the carriage rolled over the stagnant water on the road, making a loud noise, and Jinghe listened to the crackling sound of raindrops on the roof of the beech cart overhead, and couldn't help but think of the time in the previous life.
At that time, she also had a big quarrel with Meng Shaohui, she was crying, and was thrown to the ground by Meng Shaohui, he scolded her for 'just a stinky girl who was arrogant and spoiled, with a stinky temper, thinking how noble she was', she ran out of the door crying, ran to the nunnery and cried to a blind old nun in the temple, crying that she had a bad temperament and an arrogant temper, and the old nun said to her, "The so-called good temper and bad temper are also possible, even if a person has a good temper, there are times when he loses his temper!"
Therefore, everyone has a time when their emotions are about to get out of control, and the key is to see if this person can control their out-of-control emotions!
In the end, Xu Jinghe, who is in her thirties, thinks that Chu Qi and the crown princess are at least acquaintances, she should think about it, whether this matter is true or false, and what should she do.
When the British Duchess, who had calmed down, returned to the British Mansion, the rain was much lighter, but the rain was just drifting.
Jinghe went back to Cangwuju to change into dry clothes, took his son from the nurse and hugged him, his brother slept well and ate well, grinning at himself with a small mouth, and the corners of Jinghe's lips were also hooked, "My son is still a good son"!
She teased her son leisurely, turned her head and asked Ziying, "Go to the outer courtyard and take a look, is Grandpa Guo back?"
” Ziying originally wanted to ask Jinghe what happened in Juyue Tower, but when she saw Jinghe turn cloudy and sunny, she didn't want to say more, so she stopped, went outside to see it in person, and came back to tell her.
"Grandpa Guo is in the martial arts hall, I heard that Mrs. is back, and I asked the slave to ask Mrs. if she is cold!"
Zi Ying said.
Jinghe held the hand of the cloth tiger in the air, and was stunned for a moment.
Zi Ying looked more and more wrong, and asked, "Madam, do you want the slave maid to invite Grandpa Guo back?"
” Jinghe glanced at his son and shook his head slightly: "No need to ......"
If in the previous life, because of her impulsive nature, she broke a lot of things and missed many opportunities, in this life, she would rather make decisions slowly.
Maybe Xu Jinghe learned how to hide his emotions, at least Chu Qi didn't see anything unusual, maybe it was also because he also had his errands to do.
There was no splash in the British Mansion for the time being, Liang Ruolin couldn't sit still for a while, she secretly wondered if she underestimated Xu Jinghe's ability, could Xu Jinghe really swallow her anger and accept that her man had another woman hidden in his heart?