Xue Qingyin felt a wave of heat before she even approached the silk and satin shop in the carriage.

She lifted the car curtain and saw that Wu Houpu, who was putting out the fire, had arrived.

Some people were throwing water bags, and others were walking quickly with water bottles in their hands, and they became a busy group.

The so-called Wuhoupu is the fire brigade of this era.

Xue Qingyin took a quick look and felt that the fire-fighting facilities were really incomparable to those of later generations, and probably wouldn't play a big role...

And she couldn't do anything to help, so she turned her head and looked elsewhere.

At the other end, several long-term workers from the silk and satin factory were pinned to the ground.

A tall young man wearing a coarse cloth riding on the body of one of the long-term workers said disdainfully: "I told you earlier that this matter has nothing to do with us, why are you still saying not to listen?"

At this time, the steward who reported the news to the Xue family saw this scene, raised his eyebrows, and shouted with anger written all over his face: "Miss Xue is here!"

Regardless of whether it is useful or not, after all, she is the minister's daughter, and her status is higher than them!

This sound really shocked people.

The young man raised his head and looked at Xue Qingyin, and said: "What the hell is Miss Xue?"

Xue Qingyin held the maid's hand and jumped out of the carriage: "Your grandma."

The young man's face turned green.

The people behind him couldn't help laughing.

"Fuck you..." The young man just spat out these words.

The servant who was following Xue Qingyin slowly stepped forward.

His momentum suddenly became stronger.

The young man was stunned.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

Xue Qingyin couldn't help but look back and thought that this formation was really good!

It's a pity that two more were lent to Xue Qinghe yesterday and they haven't had time to get them back.

Otherwise, if you stop here, your momentum will be even stronger!

Xue Qingyin took two steps forward and asked, "Are you from Duke Zhao's house?"

The young man didn't answer.

The person behind him responded: "Exactly, what's wrong?"

Xue Qingyin looked at the chief worker of the silk and satin shop struggling on the ground and said coldly: "Let go of me and ask your manager, Mr. Zhao, to come and talk to me in person."

"Mr. Zhao?" The young man was stunned again.

The person behind him said: "I must be talking about Uncle Zhao."

The young man immediately sneered: "What a loud tone, but you don't even know who you are..."

The steward next to Xue Qingyin was so angry that he fell back and cursed: "Open your eyes and take a look, this is Minister Xue's daughter!"

The young man hesitated for a moment, but this hesitation quickly disappeared.

"So what?" He said and stood up, looking tall and tall.

The manager of the Silk House took half a step back unconsciously, and then Xue Qingyin raised her hand to stop him.

He couldn't help but look back in surprise.

She didn't understand Xue Qingyin's heart-to-heart farewell, but when the other party was in front of him, whoever backed away would lose his momentum. These people in Silk Manor were just afraid of the power of Zhao Guogong's house...but she was not afraid.

Xue Qingyin stood there steadily, turned around and ordered the people behind her: "Now go to the Duke Zhao's house immediately and invite the young master to come and have tea with you. Just say that I am inviting him, and it is best to call General Manager Zhao too."

The servant looked hesitant: "This..."

Just now they became relatives with Duke Zhao, and now they are really called in to deal with the mess. Will this make Duke Zhao's government view them differently?

Xue Qingyin was very determined: "Go quickly."

How could a servant disobey his master? Naturally, he endured all the worries in his heart and hurried away.

The person opposite almost laughed out loud: "Please invite the young master? Who can invite the young master?"

Who doesn’t know that the young master’s mind is like that of a young child?

He doesn't care whose daughter you are.

You won't pay attention at all!

Besides, the Duke's house is so protective and careful of the young prince. They will never allow someone to just invite him away!

If you want to have this ability, you must at least be a princess!

Xue Qingyin saw the mocking looks on their faces and ignored them. She turned to the steward and said, "Go and see if the people trapped inside have been rescued?"

The manager was a little embarrassed at the moment.

Because he didn't know what Miss Xue wanted to do.

But now that he was in such a mess, he lost his mind for a while and didn't know what to do. Miss Xue told him this, and he had something to do, and he slowly found his backbone.

"I'll go!" the steward said and hurried towards the fire.

The young man sneered from behind: "He is a fool who left a girl behind and ran away."

Xue Qingyin looked back at him: "Isn't it okay if I have the guts?"

The young man couldn't help but whisper: "How can any girl boast about her talent?"

Xue Qingyin said lazily: "Then won't you see me today?"

The young man shut up and stopped talking.

Miss Xue spoke slowly, but it was annoying. But after hearing this, she didn't feel angry at all. She just couldn't help but want to persuade her, there is no need to pretend like this...

The steward came back soon and breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Earlier, Houpu Wu rushed to rescue people, and one of them had some blisters on his body. Fortunately, his life is not in danger."

"That's good. People's lives have been saved, and it doesn't matter if the goods can't be kept." Xue Qingyin said.

The steward was relieved when he heard this.

Xue Qingyin asked curiously: "Why are the people nearby keeping their doors closed? It's bright and clear, no one noticed the fire?"

She was just speculating on their suspicions.

But after hearing this, the steward said awkwardly: "There are many shops around us who are jealous of us."

Xue Qingyin thought to herself, He Songning's popularity isn't much better.

The young man laughed from behind and said: "Jealous haha, it's obviously because you are so good at what you do..."

The steward, holding back his anger, turned around and said angrily: "How can you be so good?"

The young man didn't blush, pointed at the steward and said, "That's better than you after all."

Xue Qingyin was speechless.

Good guy, it would be worse to leave it here, right?

"Shut up, everyone." Xue Qingyin said without turning her head.

But on the other side, at Duke Zhao's house, he saw a servant of the Xue family who came to deliver a message.

The concierge passed the message all the way to Manager Zhao.

Manager Zhao was very happy. He clapped his hands and said, "I heard from the Duke that Mr. Xue had a long face when he went to court recently. I thought what Miss Xue said that day didn't count. We are invited to go today."

Let’s have tea, even if the dust has settled! Mr. Xue won’t be able to say anything after that!”

Manager Zhao thought for a while and asked his entourage to bring gifts. Both hands were full.

Then he went to see his young father-in-law Zhao Xufeng.

Zhao Xufeng sat in the yard for half an hour today. No one knew what he was thinking. He didn't like to eat much in the past two days. When he sat for a long time, he would grab two branches and draw circles on the ground.

As soon as Manager Zhao saw him, he felt sore in his eyes.

He sighed heavily, walked forward and said, "Young Master, let's go out for tea."

Zhao Xufeng remained unmoved.

Manager Zhao had no choice but to say: "Go see grandma."

Zhao Xufeng stood up immediately and looked around: "Eat, eat, there is food!"

When Manager Zhao saw this, he secretly thought to himself, they must have been sorry to the Xue family girl!

She is still a young girl, but she becomes a "mother" in a daze...

But there is nothing I can do... For this, I can ask him to make a cow or a horse for Miss Xue!

Zhao Xufeng was busy at home for a long time.

Manager Zhao couldn't help but urge him: "If you don't leave, I won't wait for Ah Feng..."

Zhao Xufeng quickly stopped his hand.

Manager Zhao looked at his bulging pocket and sighed.

…

Xue Qingyin was not surprised that the fire-fighting methods were poor and the silk and satin shop was burned to the ground.

When Wu Houpu came back dragging his tired body, Xue Qingyin happened to ask his servant to deliver the fruits he had just bought from the market.

Eat them one by one, quenching your thirst and quenching your fever.

Presumably, if something happens next time, they will run faster.

Not long after, the right patrol envoy and the soldiers from Jingzhao Mansion came one after another.

Xue Qingyin swallowed.

She has never seen such a scene...but it doesn't matter. Her father is the minister after all!

Just when Xue Qingyin secretly straightened her back, she heard someone shout loudly: "The young master of the Duke's mansion is out, why don't you get out of the way quickly?"

This posture, this pomp.

Xue Qingyin is nothing compared to this.

The right patrol envoy and the Jingzhao Mansion soldiers quickly saluted.

The group of people headed by the young man jumped up in shock and looked ahead in disbelief.

But the carriage from Duke Zhao's mansion was indeed approaching.

A curtain roll.

Young Master Zhao Xufeng ran down and ran straight towards Xue Qingyin.

Xue Qingyin thought about it for a while.

He won't hit her to death, right?

At this time, Manager Zhao chased after him, shouting repeatedly: "Young Master! Slow down! Slow down!"

Zhao Xufeng stood firm in front of Xue Qingyin.

The whole person is as scary as a hill.

Manager Zhao chased after him and hugged him around the waist.

Just when Zhao Xufeng opened his mouth to call "A'Niang", he jumped in and said, "Young Master, this is A Yin."

"A, A Yin?" Zhao Xufeng was confused.

"Yes, that's the right name." Manager Zhao coaxed.

Trying to confuse the concepts of "A Niang" and "A Yin".

Zhao Xufeng tilted his big head and thought for a while, but he couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

He carried a cloth bag woven with gold thread.

The golden light is brilliant, and you can tell how precious it is just by looking at it!

Zhao Xufeng opened the cloth bag and said to Xue Qingyin: "Eat, eat."

Xue Qingyin lowered her head and took a look.

There are jujube cakes, jade dew dumplings, and flower cakes... salty, sweet, hot, cold, fruits, and cheese, all mixed together.

Some of the puff pastry fell off, and some of the cheese melted.

Sticky.

When Manager Zhao saw him from behind, he couldn't help but hold his forehead.

What the hell is this?

Which girl can eat it after seeing it? Even if she doesn't vomit, it's good! But at that time, he really couldn't resist the young father-in-law, so he could only watch him hide everything he thought was delicious into his pocket.
Chapter completed!