Arriving outside the second gate, the maid saw the prepared carriage and couldn't help but smile.
"Sixth Young Master, you are going to be a coachman for our wife again," she said.
Liu Lang turned to look at her, and his eyes fell on Cheng Jiaoniang beside the maid. He turned his head again at a glance, shook the riding whip in his hand, and said nothing.
Cheng Jiaoniang naturally didn't say anything and helped her maid get into the carriage.
Everyone in the Chen family was overjoyed to learn that Cheng Jiaoniang had arrived.
When the young men of the Chen family heard the news, they also came to the door and looked at Liu Lang sitting in the carriage with half-smiling smiles.
"Master Zhou, would you like to come in and have a cup of tea?"
"No, it's better for Sixth Young Master to guard the carriage, so as not to accidentally lose someone."
Liu Lang just scoffed at these sarcastic remarks and ignored them, urging his horse to walk away.
Cheng Jiaoniang ignored what was going on in front of the door and was warmly received by the female relatives at the second door. Danniang ran the fastest.
"Sister." She rushed over and shook Cheng Jiaoniang's arm, "Grandpa and I both miss you."
"It's best not to miss me." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
The maids gathered around Mrs. Chen and came over at this time. Cheng Jiaoniang greeted her briefly.
"I was thinking of inviting my lady here," she said, and went in together with Cheng Jiaoniang.
The other women were a few steps behind, looking at Cheng Jiaoniang's clothes and hairstyle carefully while talking in low voices.
"Why did she say don't miss her?" asked someone in a low voice, "Is it a good idea, Joe?"
Then one of them glanced sideways at her.
"Ms. Cheng is a doctor. Who would want to be a doctor?" she said.
The women were stunned and couldn't help but cover their mouths and laugh.
"This lady, what can I do if I say a few more words?" they laughed in a low voice.
"I would say that we talked too much in the past. Even if we say ten sentences, it only means one sentence." The woman from before said.
"Then if others don't understand, wouldn't it be a misunderstanding?" Someone disagreed and said.
"So what if there is a misunderstanding?" The woman looked at her.
The man choked.
Yes, so what if there is a misunderstanding? Why don’t you ask for treatment when you are sick?
"Besides, those who understand will naturally understand her, and there is no need to pay attention to those who don't understand her." The woman continued, looking at the woman who had walked into Old Mrs. Chen's courtyard with her mother, with a bit of sigh, "To be so comfortable,
What do you want in life?"
Cheng Jiaoniang took back her hand.
Chen Shao and his wife looked at her with some nervousness.
Mr. Chen was relaxed and at ease.
"Take this medicine for another five days." Cheng Jiaoniang said, looking at the maid.
The maid had already picked up the pen and ink. When she saw her looking over, she picked up the pen.
"In five days, change this prescription." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
The maid handed the medicine she had written down to Chen Shao.
Chen Shao took it and thanked him.
"What do you want to eat, madam? Let the kitchen prepare it." Mrs. Chen said with a smile.
"Thank you." Cheng Jiaoniang said goodbye, "I still have something to do."
Chen Shao and his wife felt a little regretful and wanted to persuade them to stay again, but Mrs. Chen raised his hand to stop them.
"If my wife is not busy, she should come and sit here often and not see anyone else," he said.
Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him and nodded.
"Okay." She said, bowed and left.
Mrs. Chen sent it out personally.
When Dan Niang came back after being sent away because she needed to have her pulse diagnosed, there were only old Mrs. Chen, and brothers Chen Shao and Chen Siye in the room.
"Why is sister gone?" Dan Niang was very sad and couldn't help but go over and shake Old Mrs. Chen's arm, "Grandpa, how about we invite her to live here again."
"Danniang, don't mess around." Chen Shao shook his head and said.
Old Mrs. Chen smiled and comforted his granddaughter.
"My wife doesn't like visiting other people's homes. When grandpa gets well, he will take you to play with her," he said.
Dan Niang nodded happily.
"Father, this is the recently famous Five-Character Charm." Mr. Chen Si said, carefully unfolding a piece of paper in his hand.
Chen Shao also became interested.
"Is this the word that has been spreading a lot recently and stopped in the temple?" he asked.
Hearing them start talking about poetry and calligraphy, Dan Niang lost interest and got up to go out to play. When she walked to the door and heard the words "Qie Stop Temple", she stopped and ran back.
The words on the page have been expanded.
"This is a poem I made!"
Before anyone else in the room could speak, the girl's voice sounded first.
Chen Shao and the other three were stunned for a moment and then laughed.
"Did Dan Niang make it?" Mr. Chen Si asked, "It's really good."
"Yes, I made it. Mrs. Cheng made some changes." Chen Danniang said with a bit of pride.
Chen Shao smiled and shook his head.
"Okay, okay, Dan Niang is getting better," he said.
"Yes, my wife also said that I did a good job, and she even wrote the inscription on the wall for me." Chen Danniang said happily.
Mrs. Chen returned from seeing off her guests at this time and waved to Chen Danniang to come out.
"New Year is coming, tailoring is coming, let's go and measure the clothes," she said.
New Year's Eve and new clothes are always the biggest temptation for children. Chen Danniang went out happily.
"Mom, I also want to make clothes like Mrs. Cheng."
The children's voices gradually faded away outside the door, and the father and son in the room read the words again.
"This poem seems to be in the tone of a child," Chen Shao said, twirling his beard.
But he didn't think what his daughter said was true. Maybe he saw this sentence at Jieting Temple, and the kid's family still couldn't tell what was mine and what I had seen.
"However, this word is no longer a child's tone." Mr. Chen Si said.
Old Mrs. Chen looked at the words for a long time before nodding and sighing.
"It turns out to be five fonts that have never been seen before." He said, "The words are combined and rhymed. The five-character Tao expresses all emotions and desires. He seems to be an old man who has seen everything in the world, but he has the heroic spirit of a young man. The only pity is that his arm strength does not seem to be enough.
, has not reached the true essence..."
Speaking of which, he shook his head and sighed.
"Did I ask someone to copy it, or was it just an expression without rhyme?" Mr. Chen Si said.
"Sure enough, I don't know who did it?" Old Mrs. Chen looked at it for a moment and then asked,
Master Chen Si nodded.
"No one has ever admitted it," he said, with a look of regret on his face, "It's such a pity."
"Perhaps he is determined to take the exam. We will know after March next year," Chen Shao said.
Such excellent calligraphy will definitely be exposed to the world when it comes to the big exam.
Old Mrs. Chen and Mr. Chen Si nodded.
"Could it be that it was really written by Mrs. Cheng?" Old Mrs. Chen suddenly asked.
Chen Shao and Master Chen Si laughed.
"Father, Mrs. Cheng doesn't even write." Chen Shao said.
Every time a prescription was given, it was written by the maid. I heard from a servant girl who had served her before that this lady also had her maid read and listen to her every day. Maybe she was illiterate, so how could she write?
Old Mrs. Chen also laughed. Such fonts and charm cannot be written in less than ten years. Mrs. Cheng is only fourteen or fifteen years old. Could it be possible that she started practicing calligraphy when she was born?
"When I'm ready, come and see for yourself." Old Mrs. Chen said, looking at the words on the card.
Cheng Jiaoniang walked out, and Liu Lang, who had been not far away, drove over. This made the young men of the Chen family who were preparing to see off the beauty very disappointed and annoyed.
"It's really insulting to guard against thieves. Old Shaanzhou is really vulgar and rude." They gritted their teeth and said, watching the beauty leave in the carriage, and sighed in their hearts, "Poor, pathetic."
The maid didn't feel sorry for him. She opened the car curtain and looked at Liu Lang.
"Sixth Young Master, please send me to Yudaiqiao's house," she said.
Liu Lang didn't say anything, and raised his whip to urge the horse forward.
The maid sat for a moment, then raised the curtain and looked outside, and was startled.
"Sixth Young Master, where are you going?" She raised the car curtain and asked with raised eyebrows.
What he saw was a wide road outside the city gate and a miserable winter wilderness.
It's a rare sunny day today, and it's winter leisure time. People are bustling in and out of the city.
The maid was surprised, and when she saw that Liu Lang didn't answer, she snorted.
"Bullying my wife, a weak woman, is nothing." She said, threw down the curtain and sat back.
The car was silent again.
Saturday Lang grasped the riding whip, raised his hand and flicked it hard, and the horse galloped away on the bustling road.
After galloping for nearly half a day, the carriage finally stopped.
"Get off the car, we're here." Saturday Lang said outside.
The maid opened the car curtain and looked at the bustling place in front of her.
"Sir, have you reserved a seat first?" Two guys came over, one asking questions and the other preparing to lead the horse.
Saturday Lang nodded and gave his name.
"Residence of Immortals?" The maid looked at the flag and said, turning around, "Madam, this place seems a bit familiar."
Cheng Jiaoniang got out of the car and looked around.
"Sir, madam, please come this way." The waiter shouted enthusiastically.
Zhou Lang walked forward, but at this moment someone came out of the store and pushed a woman.
"You stinky beggar, you are tired of living, and you come here again to cause trouble." Several waiters cursed.
The woman was holding a baby in her arms, and when she was pushed, her hair was scattered, and the baby was crying.
Passers-by immediately moved out of the way for fear of getting into trouble.
"For the sake of what his father has done for you all his life, just pay your wages and wait for the life-saving money." The woman fell to the ground, cried, and stretched out her hand.
"Mrs. Li, what you are saying is that your man has not worked for two or three months. Where does he get his wages?" A waiter shouted, "We are a restaurant here, not a charity hall."
The woman held her child, cried and kowtowed.
"Please shopkeeper, please lend me some money first..." she cried.
The chaos here naturally attracts countless stares and pointing fingers.
A man with oily hair and a powdery face quickly walked out from inside, followed by two long followers.
"What are you doing?" he shouted angrily.
"Master Qi, Li Dashao's wife is here again..." a waiter said hurriedly, pointing to the crying woman on the ground.
When the woman saw him, she immediately got up again, knelt forward and grabbed the man's clothes.
"Mr. Dou, Mr. Dou, please, my man is very sick, please give him wages for medical treatment." She begged, "For the sake of him having been with the old man since he was a teenager, please save him."
Let him die."
The man was unhappy when he heard it at first, but when the woman grabbed her by the corner of his clothes, he kicked her away with a bit of disgust and anger.
"Fight him away!" the man shouted, "You are so evil, you want to destroy my business!"
The woman was kicked away, her hands were unstable and the baby fell to the ground.
The child's cry was sharp and sounded particularly sad.
People coming in and out couldn't help but look sideways, and even people in the store poked their heads in to watch the excitement.
"It's as if my store is all the work of your man. He no longer works, so why do you still need wages? Are you such a bully?" Dou Qi shouted, shaking his clothes hurriedly.
"Why do you bully women and children?"
A male voice shouted.
This noise did not stop Lang Chengjiao Niang on Saturday. At this time, they had already reached the door of the store.
There are so many helpless things in the world, how can everyone be satisfied?
This male voice came from the store. As he spoke, a young man stood up, and two people beside him tried to hold him back.
"Yuan Dynasty, don't be troublesome."
The young man shook off the person who was holding him, walked out quickly, and passed by Cheng Jiaoniang.
Cheng Jiaoniang stopped.
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The writing is too intense. I need to slow down and straighten out the plot. I will update one paragraph. However, the single update is only 3,000 words. Compared with the two updates, it is only a thousand words less. I will recover after I straighten it out. (Unfinished)
