Mrs. Jiang looked at Mrs. Xiao Xuan, and Mrs. Jiang. When the eyes of the two began to be stalemate, their feet were approaching little by little. The parking space of the carriage and horse outside the door of Chengping Bo Mansion was wide, so the two beauties had enough time to think about it when they approached.

Mrs. Jiang felt that her internal organs were not very comfortable, as if she had enough peppers stuffed in it and it was hot. There was a saying that the source of the hotness made her feel particularly uncomfortable. This bitch also had no benefits to get up early. She ran faster than a rabbit. Could it be that she could smell something?

I don’t know why I don’t know why I don’t know why I bow my head to Mrs. Chengpingbo and what are the benefits of bowing my head?

Such an idea cannot make Mrs. Jiang happy. Her pink face is almost unhappy. Mrs. Xiao Xuan has the same idea as her. Mrs. Xiao Xuan's sneer turned into a cold knife. If she could, she would throw it away hand by hand.

Why don't you know it alone?

There is no great benefit to these bitches bow their heads to Mrs. Chengpingbo?

Mrs. Xiao Xuan and Mrs. Jiang approached, and her face flashed and mocked, while Mrs. Jiang's face flashed and mocked.

"Oh, isn't this Sister Xuan?" Mrs. Jiang said sarcastically.

"Well! Sister Jiang, you are here too?" Mrs. Xiao Xuan couldn't grasp the degree of expression when she spoke. Her face was so gloomy that she was covered in dark haze, but it made her younger skin bright and fluttering.

Mrs. Jiang was so angry that she wanted to scratch her a few times, which made Mrs. Xiao Xuan unable to see others for the time being. Wouldn't Your Highness go to her for a few more days?

But when compared the staff on both sides, since they couldn't get it well, there was no need to fight. Mrs. Jiang suppressed her anger and continued to use her sour tone to knocking over the Wannian jealousy, saying: "You are here, of course I am here, why? Am I that unfamiliar?"

"How come Sister Jiang is not well-versed? Often, Your Highness came to me, went to Wang Yao's family, Zuo Zhao's family, and Chen Fang's family. My sister later knew everything. It was written by the ancients, feather fan and lunar scarf, and during conversation, you will know everything..."

Mrs. Xiao Xuan felt that she was not imposing enough when she said this, so she narrowed her curved eyes and thought: "Anyway, your highness likes this poem, so she has everything in her conversation."

"Hahaha, I'm so laughing..." Mrs. Jiang covered her stomach and bent over and leaned on her girl's shoulders. Her cheeks were flushed and dripping, and her face was bright and moist, and she was even full of her body.

Mrs. Xiao Xuan's face turned red, and her bright and moist brilliance twisted her face. She remembered that Mrs. Jiang was the one who recognized the most among them. As long as the poems that King Jin liked were made public, Mrs. Jiang would recite them in a way to please His Highness.

Xuan Jin did not recognize her words. In this dynasty where everyone thought that studying was promising, then the other way was to study was to be mentally exhausted. Xuan Jin could not do this job, and she was always jealous of Mrs. Jiang and wanted to scratch her.

Seeing Mrs. Jiang laughing, Xuan Jin, who couldn't help but feel face, shouted angrily: "Why are you laughing? That's what Your Highness said,"

"Hahaha, there are all conversations. You can make this sentence. You are really a talented person," Mrs. Jiang began to explain while laughing: "That's called "As the conversations and laughter, the masts and oars are destroyed. Su Caizi's ancient poems are not poetry."

Mrs. Xiao Xuan said angrily: "You can do it, just be done. Smile and be careful that wrinkles will grow on the tip of your toes."

Mrs. Jiang's face turned cold and she stopped laughing and asked, "Is it a vicious curse that she intends to keep Your Highness slaughtered?"

Then Mrs. Xiao Xuan muttered again: "That person with the surname Su is not good either. When will His Highness ask him to be punished? A good scholar does not write poetry. What kind of porcelain wall is gray? Whose family has porcelain wall? Where is the porcelain wall?

Mrs. Jiang almost laughed again, wanting to ask her which land you are going to take the people? Then she quickly held back. She was not using Mrs. Xiao Xuan to relieve her boredom. She reached out her hand and closed her hair that was shaking from her smile. The canvas opposite her squinted eyes smiled faintly: "Don't complain, we don't have to ask each other for the reason, but it's serious to go in together."

Mrs. Xiao Xuan agreed and looked at the street corner: "The old man named Qiao made a few people and couldn't get along with us. I wanted everyone to have another separation in those days, but I was bullied by Old Man Qiao one by one. When I went out, I asked someone to inform Wang Yao, Zuo Zhao and Chen Fang. Are we going to wait for her?"

Sarcastic flashed in the bent eyes: "Nangong is also a person who has not made any progress. She put us aside, and she didn't think about how embarrassed she would be to apologize alone. We are a few people in partnership. If you share a little bit, I will not feel at ease."

Mrs. Jiang wanted to laugh again. Sometimes she didn't bother Mrs. Xiao Xuan because she was so funny that she waited at the door with Mrs. Xiao Xuan when she heard this. Mrs. Xiao Xuan was anxious and shouted that she should go in first after not standing for a while. Qiuyang was also under the sun of poison, and she was afraid that she would be sore in her waist.

He held his waist and shouted, "Oh, Mrs. Jiang was angry again. Is it showing off her slender waist or showing off her highness who likes her waist? Can anyone else have no waist?

"Okay, let's go in."

Neither of them was willing to suffer losses, nor could they be advanced, but they were afraid that Mrs. Chengpingbo would be beaten first with a stick; nor did she go backward, but she would be afraid that Mrs. Chengpingbo would smile. When the backward saw her, she simply held hands and measured each other's positions from the corner of her eyes. She had no first point, no second point, and each had smiles, and stepped onto the bluestone steps outside the gate of Chengpingbo's mansion together.

The doorkeeper savored their noisy taste, and it was boring to stop quarreling. He stared at the guest fiercely, as if he was going to retreat three miles with his eyes.

Mrs. Jiang pretended not to see it: "I worship your master."

Mrs. Xiao Xuan raised her chin proudly. She always thought that her angle was the most beautiful, and she would appreciate it in person: "I worship your master."

The doorkeeper's eyes were useless, so he planned to retreat again just like in a difficult situation with Mrs. Nangong. The enemy was really thick-faced, so it would be better to inform her again.

Before he could speak, he heard noise coming out, screams and scolding and cries mixed into the noisiest noise in the world, almost breaking Chengping Bo Mansion from the inside out.

The doorkeeper ran toward the screen wall. Mrs. Jiang and Mrs. Xiao Xuan also arrived at the same time. They saw someone running behind the screen wall and chased them with sticks.

The two beauties were stunned: "The one in front is Nangong?"

"The one behind is Mrs. Chengpingbo?"

Mrs. Xiao Xuan first reacted, and a ghost turned around and ran away like a chasing her. Mrs. Jiang was so angry that she followed behind her, and then she heard the shouts from behind: "There are two more people at the door, don't leave the bitch, kill them together."

.....

As early as the moment when Mrs. Xu entered the Jiang family to reply, Mrs. Xiao Xuan received a reply at the same time. The two beauties quickly calculated that there was inside information in the apology and set off here. Mrs. Chengpingbo had just heard Mrs. Nangong's first talk.

Don’t expect Mrs. Xiaoxuan not to support her slim waist, then don’t expect Mrs. Nangong to be self-aware. The biggest advantage of this beauty is that she can determine the people and things in this world no matter how she thinks.

She thought, she was right, and at this time everything was right.

If you ask her why she doesn't use this to last on Liang Ren, Mrs. Nangong doesn't want to, she makes sense. At this time, everything is reasonable.

He pushed the gift of a few taels of silver and faced Mrs. Chengpingbo with a wooden face, Mrs. Nangong thought she was quick to speak.

"Who doesn't understand the business that your Lin family has to do with? Longsheng Business seems ordinary on the surface, but in fact it is a big business. If you bring me with you, we have something to say and say. I will be able to keep the road in Nanxing. If you don't bring me with me, I..."

She smiled mysteriously.

Mrs. Chengpingbo squeezed her hands tightly in her sleeves, and then she squeezed them tightly. Should she just hit the guest now?

The girl outside the living room was wearing a stick, and the two housekeepers Lin Zhong and Lin Cheng also rushed to wait for the order, stretched out their heads and showed their faces, indicating that they were in place.

Mrs. Chengpingbo was at ease while allowing herself to endure it. Beating a guest was always unreasonable.

But the guest was really begging for a fight. Seeing that he didn't say anything, Mrs. Nangong started lobbying again.

"I know you are a noble person. I misunderstood you last time, and you beat me too. Wouldn't you be angry? We are a partner to make money and make people look up to you and my sisters. This is the same thing."

Mrs. Chengpingbo's fingertips were trembling, and she wanted to kill the guest now.

This was a test of patience. Mrs. Chengpingbo persisted tenaciously for the longest time until she jumped up and said, "Come and take the stick."

The scene outside the gate appeared like this.

.....

There are people running around to watch any lively. Mrs. Nangong and her party, along with Mrs. Jiang, Mrs. Xiao Xuan and their sedan chairs, the street was full. People who watched the lively were not satisfied and crowded on other streets, shouting louder than the other.

Mr. Qiao didn't let the rush to encounter this time. He heard the sound and walked out of the house. There were stone steps outside his door. Mr. Qiao stood with his hands on his back and watched motionlessly.

A man is not afraid of showing up in public, and he will be able to lift his feet as soon as he lifts his feet. Mrs. Qiao came out late, and she saw a fierce scene. Mrs. Chengpingbo, with her maid and a male man, made a full-time martial arts move.

The unlucky thing about the people next to the pillow is that whenever something happens, they will ignore it. Mrs. Qiao sighed and ordered her to say: "Yuhua, go and stop Mrs. Bo and ask her to come to me. If there is any problem, the master and I will help her with the help."

The name Yuhua sounds very good, but she is a stout and black girl. Only she dares to go over during the group fight. She squeezed and shouted, "Mrs. Lin, my wife asks you to speak."

When Mrs. Chengpingbo heard this, she refused to look back. Mr. Qiao and Mrs. Qiao are undoubtedly the elders in her heart now, and she cannot implicate the people she should respect.

Mrs. Nangong, who had been asking about what business Longsheng Trading Company had done with her family, didn't know what she was asking about was a head-losing secret. She only knew how to ask, would she dare to answer the problem when something really happened?

"beat!"

Mrs. Chengpingbo had never been fierce: "Beat me until they dare not come again."

Finally, she fell to the ground in exhaustion and was carried home to drink a bowl of medicinal soup to recover. Mrs. Chengpingbo refused Mrs. Qiao to visit her again. She asked Qin to close the door and guard the room outside, holding a stack of paper and pen and ink. The first stroke was drawn on the paper was a circle.

This represents a house.

She then drew circles and started drawing forks, drawing forks with her heart. There was no way, and she could not get through the word. Today, she could only draw circles, forks, and simple lines.

Papers are filled with tables, brocade couches, chairs and beds, circles and forks and various lines, like abstract paintings, fortunately she can understand them.

Put down the pen and ink and take out the powder on the dressing table. Qin's hair was gray and he was a little man with half powder. The housekeepers had white beards, so they also applied some powder on them. The woman in the corner had a back pain, and a little rouge was pressed in the middle of the little man, and another leg hurt, and a little rouge was pressed near the bottom of the little man; the girl's tea fragrance was only seven years old, and seven dots were tapped next to her, and so on. At the age of eight, she was tapped at nine, and fortunately, she didn't need to tap it, so she used other characteristics to express it, otherwise it would be very tiring to add some points.

All this was done and it was dark. Qin knocked on the door and sent the lamp in. Mrs. Chengpingbo murmured and counted again: "Half the total interest rate in the big house and the shop is left to Sister Qin, and my jewelry and clothes are also left to her. Half the interest rate in the three shops is given to Housekeeper Zhong... Several acres of the fields outside the city are given to the tea fragrance..."

She let out a long breath, she distributed her property, and all the remaining family members had a share. She had no worries about anything. Early on, she should have followed Chengping Bo. It's not too late to follow him now.

When he opened the door, Mrs. Chengping Bo walked out, smiled at her when she passed by Qin, smiled at her when she passed by the girl, and finally came to the living room. The family members had no intention of having dinner, so they discussed here in groups of three or three, and stood up when they saw Mrs. Bo.

Mr. Zhong said, "Madam, don't worry, the master still has some confidants in his life..."

"No, Uncle Zhong, don't ask anyone else, I can bear it."

Mrs. Chengpingbo's smile deepened, the candlelight lengthened and heavy her figure, and she pulled it from afar to the screen. She was calm. She looked like a god, bringing everyone a calm peace of mind.

"Today, thank you for listening to me. We hit people again, and we are still the ones that Your Highness loves, so I will meet you now and do what I should have done long ago. Please listen to me and listen to my principles. I am here!"

Mrs. Chengpingbo walked out the door, with her back so high that she could only look up. She got into the car and headed towards the King of Jin's mansion, and was calm and quiet inside.

Every family has arrangements for food, clothing, housing and transportation. Why is she afraid of life and death? She went to see Your Highness and told him that if she killed herself, she would not have to worry about his secret being known by others, and all the family members would not know it.

The wheels were walking rumbling, like a musical song on the quiet street, rolling and consuming its own life. Mrs. Chengpingbo looked at the place passing by easily and movedly. She would never see it again, so she felt that her life would be consumed even after walking a corner of the street.

My uncle should still be on the Naihe Bridge?

Mrs. Chengpingbo thought leisurely.

"Madam, we're here." The coachman replied, and the curtains opened at the same time.

Mrs. Chengpingbo raised her eyebrows and looked at the Prince Jin Mansion. She was not unfamiliar with her. She had seen Qiyan before she got married. Although she didn't come after she got married, she still looked the same way. She turned around and looked at the girl who was following her and the housekeeper who was accompanying her, Qi Li said: "You are waiting for me here."

"I'll go in with my wife." Lin Cheng, who followed, guessed something, and he took a step forward.

Stopped by Mrs. Chengpingbo: "No,"

A beautiful smile rose in the night wind: "I can do it myself."

Then, "I'm here."

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Chapter completed!