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Chapter 71 Partnership

When Ta Xue followed Chu Yi back to the carriage, her cheeks were already swollen.

Song Qinghuan frowned: "Aren't you going to buy hibiscus cake? Why did you get beaten back?"

He held out the hibiscus cake that had been well protected by the snow, with a smile on his face: "It's just a bit of a hit, it doesn't matter."

Then he said: "I just can't see the way those little hooves show their teeth and claws. I really think our girl is easy to bully."

Song Qinghuan and Xiao Wei reconciled, and they also accepted many rumors from the outside. At first, there were fair people, but within a few days, the trend changed again, and Yao Yuechan was said to be pitiful.

Song Qing usually didn't care about these things, and they wouldn't stir up trouble as maids, but today Feishuang was bullying her so much that they couldn't be asked to act like a white lotus bitch.

Although Ta Xue received this slap today, Yao Yuechan has a reputation for being a slave and bullying others.

Song Qinghuan took the hibiscus cake from Texue's hand and put it on the table. Then she looked at the injuries on her face and shook her head helplessly: "Don't worry about who bullies us in the future. We don't have to use such roundabout methods. Just hit them."

He added, "I'm not afraid of outsiders saying whatever they like."

Texue pursed her lips and smiled, then nodded in agreement: "I will remember it, my slave."

After being delayed on the road for a while, when I returned to Qibei Houfu, it was already past the time to send the old lady to copy Buddhist scriptures.

Xunmei had been waiting at the second gate for a long time. When she saw the carriage coming back, she immediately stepped forward and said, "Young lady is finally back. This servant's courage is about to be broken."

Song Qinghuan also knew that he had missed the hour. After getting off the carriage, he hurriedly walked to Lanyue Pavilion. As he walked, he said, "Do you want to go and tell grandma that I am already late?"

Xunmei kept saying, "I've said it." After a pause, she added, "The old lady also said it, so that the girl doesn't have to go there today."

Song Qinghuan paused: "Why?"

A little fear arose in my heart again, just to make the old lady angry.

Xunmei blinked and looked at Song Qinghuan with an innocent face. She didn't say anything for a long time. Seeing that Song Qinghuan was really anxious, she smiled and said, "Mrs. Wei is here and asked the old lady for a girl. The old lady then

He said I would give the girl a day off today."

"You naughty bitch, you are getting more and more ****." Song Qinghuan glared at her and took longer steps.

Zhang Yunwei had been waiting in Lanyue Pavilion for a long time, and had eaten all the tea and snacks. Only then did Song Qinghuan come back sweating profusely.

It turned out that Song Qinghuan had only bought the yard as a real buyer, so Song Qinghuan changed into men's clothes when she went out, fearing that others would deceive her.

When I came back now, before I could change it, Zhang Yunwei looked at it and couldn't help but blush.

"I didn't know that sister Qing Huan is also a pretty girl."

Song Qinghuan knew that his disguise was probably a failure, so he laughed innocently, confessed his crime, and went to change his clothes.

He was injured when he stepped on the snow, so he went back to his house to rest. Xunmei couldn't hold back his words, so he stood on the porch and lectured Chunlan Qiulan and several maids.

"Next time if someone bullies a girl like this, just beat him back. Don't talk nonsense. Ta Xue is just too soft-hearted. If it were me, I would beat that little bitch to the point where he would kneel down and beg for mercy."

Zhang Yunwei listened carefully, and he could hear some of the origin. When Song Qinghuan changed his clothes and came out, he asked: "Did that person from the Yiwang Palace bully you?"

Song Qinghuan waved his hand nonchalantly: "She's just a maid who doesn't know the world, so don't worry about her."

Yao Yuechan was not an easy-to-serve master, but she somehow managed to raise a simple little maid like Feishuang.

This maid suffered a loss outside, and she is afraid she will have to suffer Yao Yuechan's lessons when she goes back.

Zhang Yunwei thought that Song Qinghuan was worried about him, so he couldn't help but said: "The Yao family's coming out is indeed too much. This is just a side room. It will be straightened out in the future, so what?"

After thinking for a while, he advised: "I would rather offend a gentleman than a villain. If you encounter them in the future, just take a detour. There is no need to risk your future with such people."

Song Qinghuan understood Zhang Yunwei's intention and smiled: "Don't worry, sister, if the dog bites me, I can't bite him back."

"Yao Yuechan is a proud and arrogant person. It's a pity that she doesn't have that fate. It's not so easy to straighten the princess of this city. I'm afraid she may not be able to sit upright until she dies."

This is not something I say casually. Xiao Wei is losing power now. Without the power of the Yun family, he will inevitably have to borrow the power of others. It would be okay if the Yao family can have huge benefits with him, but the Yao family is just a

Minister, no matter how much Xiao Wei dotes on her, he will never let her sit in the position of the concubine.

For no other reason than that, the princess wanted to promise to someone else who could lend her power.

After saying these two sentences, Song Qinghuan didn't want to talk about it any more, so she handed the hibiscus cake she had just brought back to Zhang Yunwei: "Sister, try it, it's freshly baked, it tastes good."

Zhang Yunwei smiled softly: "I've already eaten a lot, and I can't eat any more."

Song Qinghuan was not polite with her. He twisted a piece and put it in his mouth, asking vaguely: "The new year is approaching, will my brother-in-law come to Kyoto to celebrate the New Year, or come back after the New Year."

Speaking of Wei Xiuming, Zhang Yun's eyes shone with a different kind of light, and his face became a little rosy: "He will come back after the New Year."

He added: "When I come to Kyoto, I always have to visit around. If he reaches high school in the future, my father can always put him in the capital if he works harder."

Even if he can't go to high school, as long as Uncle Cheng En works hard, he can still find an official position in Kyoto.

Song Qinghuan nodded, his mind became active again, and there was only a little hesitation.

Zhang Yunwei added: "My yard has also been set up, but my mother said that the New Year is coming soon, and my husband has not come to Beijing yet, so she asked me to move out after the New Year."

She smiled with a very gentle expression: "I will give you a message when the time comes, and you must go."

Song Qinghuan's eyes lit up: "Don't worry, even if you don't post for me, I will still go."

The two sisters laughed and laughed. Seeing that it was getting late, Zhang Yun was slightly thinking about Brother Xu, and then stood up to say goodbye.

Song Qinghuan sent her to the second door, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Brother-in-law, is there any way in Lizhou that can help me find a shop? I want to make a living."

"Lizhou?" Zhang Yunwei was a little surprised and asked her: "You are not resident in Lizhou, so why should you go to Lizhou to find a shop?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that something was wrong again. The emperor's feet were filled with gold, and he was afraid that he might not have enough money, so he wanted to go to Lizhou.

Zhang Yunwei thought for a while and then said: "I have several dowry shops in Kyoto that have been vacant. Let's go and take a look at some time. If we can use them..."

After a pause, he was afraid that Song Qinghuan would refuse, so he thought for a while and said: "If it is useful, then I will partner with you. You will worry about it, and I will sit and wait for the cashier...


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