Ji Zimo took the lead and walked towards the door of Yajian. His faint voice came from the front, "He is handsome now, and he is pawn at that time. I want to see who will be handsome in the end."<

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Xia Qianqian shut up.

Things in the court were full of intrigues and strategies, and she really didn't want to waste her brain.

As soon as the two of them sat down, Shopkeeper Qiao greeted people and brought a table full of delicious food.

Before leaving, shopkeeper Qiao politely invited Xia Qianqian to the corner of the stairs and said flatteringly: "Girl, you are already overdue for the manuscripts of "Journey to the West" and "The Legend of the White Snake." These people are really urging me.

Amazing, look at this..."

Shopkeeper Qiao is here to remind everyone.

She has been very busy recently, so she really forgot about this.

She counted on her fingers and found that it was one day overdue without realizing it.

Although one day is short, it is a long time for the listeners who are eagerly waiting for updates.

Thinking of this, she took out a stack of paper from her sleeve and handed it over, "This is the remaining manuscript. I can talk about one more chapter today as an apology for not updating it overdue. The rest of the manuscript will still be written once every five days.

The updated methods will be explained in turn."

Shopkeeper Qiao held the manuscript in his hand, his eyes shining.

In this way, he is about to be the first person to know the final outcome.

For him, an avid book lover, this is the greatest blessing.

"Why can't we finish it all at once?"

It's not enough for him to just watch it. There is no one to discuss and share with him. He can only feel bored after watching it. Isn't this torture?

"Now that I've finished speaking, have you thought about what to talk about next?" Xia Qianqian asked.

"Is there another story there, girl?" Shopkeeper Qiao believes that Xia Qianqian has a more exciting story in her hands.

"Yes, yes..." Xia Qianqian said hesitantly: "But I'm very busy now, I need time to write."

"Then I'll give you one more commission?" Shopkeeper Qiao tempted.

Give more or less, and it will not affect the possibility that the entire Juwang Building will belong to this girl in the future.

"This is not a question of commission."

Xia Qianqian smiled slyly, "Change it slowly, and your guests will come in an endless stream. If you feed them too much at once and your guests are too satisfied, they will gradually lose their appeal."

Shopkeeper Qiao has been in charge of Juwanglou for many years and is well versed in the management methods. After some advice from Xia Qianqian, she finally understood it.

He smiled and said: "The girl is still thoughtful."

Half an hour later, when the green tent carriage drove from the alley towards the gate of the Xia family, Li Yunniang, who was standing restlessly at the door, was overjoyed and hurriedly stepped forward to greet her, "Qianqian."

Xia Qianqian jumped out of the car and took a look at Li Yunniang holding a lantern guarding the vent. She couldn't help but scolded: "Why are you waiting at the door? The wind in the alley makes it very cold at night."

Li Yunniang grabbed Xia Qianqian's hand, glanced at the Qingzheng carriage warily, and was slightly blessed, "A common woman meets His Highness the Wise King."

Ji Zimo opened the curtain, got out of the carriage gracefully, stood at the gate, looked at Li Yunniang, and said in a cold voice: "You don't have to be so polite to me. Just call me Mr. Mo."

The person in front of me is Xia Chi Mingyang’s current wife.

Xia Chi was his master who taught him, and their master-disciple relationship only lasted a year.

Once a teacher, always a father.

The man who was once full of poetry and calligraphy talent is now hiding in Xinjiang City, hanging with snakes, rats, insects and ants, and is in deep crisis.

He is doing things for him and the court.

As his apprentice, he naturally wants to protect his family.

"How is that possible?"

Li Yunniang said with sincerity and fear: "Before, I didn't know His Highness's identity, and I never restrained myself in my actions and words. Now that I know it, how can I pretend not to know and be reckless with His Highness?"

"No matter what my status is, you will always be my elder." Ji Zimo emphasized.

When Xia Chi comes back and everything is in place, he should call her "Master's Wife".

The sound of "elder" made Li Yuniang get the wrong idea. She turned her head and stared at Xia Qianqian with wide eyes, looking incredible.

Mom, this is a misunderstanding about what she has to do with Cuttlefish.

Xia Qianqian looked embarrassed and suggested: "Mom, let's go home quickly."

"Mr. Mo, you have had a hard day, go to bed early."

After saying that, she grabbed Li Yunniang's hand and pulled her into the door.

When he turned back to close the door, he was still standing at the door, looking at her panic look, and warned her, "This is the first time today. You must be exhausted. Get some rest early."

This person emphasizes the first time. Doesn’t he think his mother didn’t misunderstand it deeply enough?

Xia Qianqian's face suddenly felt hot.

She glared at him and then said, "Watch your words."

"Bah!" The large dark wooden door closed, and Ji Zimo stood there in confusion.

Inside the door, "papa" is the sound of hands hitting the body.

"Xia Qianqian, what are you doing today, coming back so late?"

"Nothing."

"Then what was the first time in his mouth and what did you do? Why don't you tell the truth? If you tell me, my mother will make the decision for you!"

"It's horse riding. Let's go horse riding by the river? It's our first time riding a horse..."

"I don't think it's that simple. You kid is very brave, so don't do anything arrogant."

"Mom, what are you afraid of? Are you afraid that I will get pregnant in a few days?"

"You damn girl, you dare to say anything to anyone. See if I don't beat you up..."

"You are only allowed to think, I am not allowed to say, I just said what you think... Oops, ouch!"

The mother and daughter were noisy all the way, and their voices gradually faded away, making Ji Zimo who was standing outside the door blush.

The next day, the news that the Jiang family was searched and that Jiang Chengyun died in prison spread throughout Jiangcheng as if it had grown wings.

As one of the four major families, the Jiang family has stood in Jiangcheng for decades and has a profound foundation. The Zhuangzi Shop under its name has supported hundreds of people in the fields of Mulberry Mountain.

These people worked in the Jiang family and suffered from oppression and exploitation, but on the other hand, the Jiang family gave them a living.

Not having enough to eat and not having enough to eat are two completely different concepts.

Now, the Jiang family has suffered such a big change, these people are worried for a while, fearing that if the Jiang family collapses, they will have no work to do, and they will not even get half a bag of rice at the end of the month.

This rice is how many people have the courage to survive.

Therefore, when things happened with the Jiang family, the entire Jiang City turned into two completely opposite camps.

On one side are the people who were harmed by the Jiang family’s drugs. People believe that the Jiang family’s defeat is well deserved and is a great relief.

The other group of people are the slaves of the Jiang family. They all earnestly hope that the Jiang family can escape this disaster and that they still have a place to stay.

Amidst all this disturbance, Xi Yalan packed her bags and prepared to go back to the capital.

She traveled very low-key, with three carriages and a dozen hidden guards all disguised as coachmen accompanying her.

Jiangcheng was a place that made her sad, but eighteen years later, it has become a place that she misses deeply.

Because there is someone she misses here.

"Sister Xi!" A soft call came from the front, Xi Yalan turned her head, and there were two people standing under the corner outside the city gate.
Chapter completed!