After being reborn, the powerful minister's heart is overwhelmed

"Girl, let's tell the Marquis." Yue Fu felt a little excited after finally catching Qiao's old intention.

She wanted everyone to see what kind of education Miss Qiao had.

The world looked down upon Qiao Xunfeng's birth, but no matter what happened to Qiao Xunfeng, she never got entangled with her husband.

Qiao Xunfeng snorted coldly, "What can I do if I tell him? How dare he take advantage of Qiao's old intentions?"

Qiao Guxin was so arrogant and domineering that she beat herself up to the point where she looked like a human being or a ghost. She pretended to kneel down in the ancestral hall, and Ning Shunhou left her helpless.

"Yes, but we have evidence." Yue Fu asked reluctantly.

Evidence? Qiao Xunfeng smiled mockingly, "Isn't the evidence in Qiao Guxin's hands?"

It could be destroyed at any time.

In fact, Qiao Xunfeng had the urge to ask directly at the door before she could hide the thing, but her reason made her calm down, so what if she shouted?

It was just a piece of paper, and the maid swallowed it in her mouth in desperation. Ning Shunhou could not disembowel the maid and take out the contents of her belly.

And the Chu family can also say that the servants secretly communicated their feelings to each other, and in the end, it is estimated that they will be beaten.

Qiao Xunfeng gritted her teeth in hatred, but she was unable to change Qiao's heart.

It's as if right now, just like their identities, a gap is blocking them.

Qiao Guxin returned to her courtyard and took the note from Nianxiang's hand. It was written simply, and Chu Han invited him to continue.

Qiao Guxin thought about it for a moment, and then asked Nianxiang to burn the note.

"Prepare the carriage." She wanted to catch up with Qiao Wenqing and the others.

There was some hesitation on Nianxiang's face, "Miss Feng saw this just now." It would be a big deal if people knew about it.

Qiao Guxin waved her hand disdainfully, "She doesn't have that ability."

I can't afford to lift this sky.

When I came back to Ningshun, I didn’t know what kind of play I was performing. How could I sing just two lines and then get off the stage as soon as I got on the stage?

Because he was anxious, Qiao Guxin didn't change his clothes. He only asked Nianxiang to carry him around his neck. If the carriage was too slow and waited in a place with few people, he would directly ride his horse to chase him.

Seeing that Qiao Guxin knew what he was doing, he didn't dare to delay Nianxiang, so he hurried down to explain.

On this side, Qiao Wenqing was sitting on the carriage, passing through the busy city and entering the outer suburbs, when he was stopped by Chu Hanyin, who was shouting.

"Brother Chu, what's the matter?" Qiao Wenqing got off the carriage and asked in a low voice.

Chu Han pulled Feng Zhaoan out of the carriage and laughed twice, "Let's wait for someone."

Feng Zhaoan, who was standing aside, suddenly became excited and said, "Cousin, please don't mess around."

Chu Hanyin slapped Feng Zhaoan on the shoulder fiercely, "Okay, I know what's going on. You don't have to worry that nothing serious will happen."

Qiao Wenqing looked at the two brothers as if they were playing riddles, with a puzzled face.

However, since Chu Han said that he would wait for others, this little time could still be wasted.

I saw a pavilion not far away, and I happened to sit there and rest.

Qiao Wenqing opened the curtain and came down, "Why are you tired now?" He smiled and came over with a folding fan.

Chu Hanyin asked Qiao Wenqing in a low voice, "Can we take him away?"

Qiao Wenqing looked at Chu Hanyin's serious face. After thinking for a moment, he raised his head and said, "Brother Chu, I still have something to do. You go first. I will take the Chu family's carriage later."

Qiao Wenbing was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "Since brother has something to say, I'll just wait in the carriage." The folding fan in his hand swayed slightly, and he leisurely retreated to the carriage.

Feng Zhaoan noticed Qiao Wenqing's folding fan at a glance, and then his eyes fell on the one Qiao Wenqing put on the table. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Is there anyone else selling such a folding fan in the capital? I have never given up on it.

Saw it."

Qiao Wenqing suddenly smiled, and then opened the folding fan, "That's not true. It was made by my second sister."

Hearing that it was Qiao Wenzhi who did it, Feng Zhaoan's eyes were dazed for a while, and then he lowered his head.

Qiao Wenqing noticed something was wrong and wanted to ask, but Chu Hanyin next to him shook his head, indicating that he didn't need to say anything.

On the other side, Qiao Guxin was about to leave the busy market. There were few people on the street today, and the people riding in the carriage were crowded quickly. However, Qiao Guxin suddenly stopped the carriage in front, "I remember there is a pastry seller here, please."

Xiang, go buy a pack of sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

Although Qiao Xunfeng could not afford any trouble, Qiao Guxin still felt prepared in advance to avoid trouble.

This pastry could be said to be brought to Mr. Gu, or it could be said that it was given to Qiao Wenqing after someone discovered it in advance.

Nianxiang got off the carriage and saw that the surroundings were not prosperous. After scanning around, she saw the inconspicuous shop in the corner. Although she didn't know how Qiao Guxin knew about this place, she hurriedly trotted after the master ordered it.

Go buy it now to avoid wasting time.

Seeing Nianxiang enter, Qiao Guxin lowered the curtain of the carriage.

The owner of this shop is a widowed old lady who makes good pastries. However, because of her slow hands and feet, most of the customers are repeat customers who are not in a hurry, and the old lady is sometimes ill and ill. She does not open the shop for ten and a half days, and the sales are worse than others.

The house is expensive, so this shop has always been deserted.

Qiao Guxin knew this place because Shen Qiuhe's aunt went out of her way to try all the pastries in the capital to find such a place.

She happened to be there at the time, and she also took advantage of Shen Qiuhe and ate two pieces.

Just because of this, the aunt's eyes almost popped out.

Later, the aunt became seriously ill and could not leave the house, and the Duke's mansion was no longer able to eat such delicious cakes.

The pain in my heart had nothing to do with my love, I just wanted to take a bite of this sweet thing. Qiao Guxin found this place after asking around several times.

"Master, are you really not going to take action?" The people at Dali Temple were complaining, and Wang Si tried to persuade Shen Qiuhe several times, but to no avail.

Nowadays, the Prime Minister of Dali Temple, Zhengcheng, is huddled at home, and everyone can only pray to Shen Qiuhe.

Shen Qiuhe shook his head, "What's the hurry?"

It was rare that he had these few days where he didn't have to worry about business, so why did he bring trouble to himself?

I had nothing to do today, so I took Wang Si out for a walk, and I still remembered that there was a good pastry shop here.

"Master, isn't that the maid in front of Miss Qiao?" When Wang Si looked up, he happened to see Nian Xiang running out of the shop, "What are they going to do in such a hurry?"

Looking sideways, I saw it was just a pastry shop, not a drug store. How could I be in such a hurry?

Shen Qiuhe also looked over. He thought Qiao Guxin was going back home after buying pastries, but now he thought he was wrong. After Nianxiang got on the carriage, it turned out to be on the way out of the city.

"Follow me!" Shen Qiuhe raised his hand and signaled Wang Si to lead the horse.

Because there was a delay, the groom raised his whip to let the horse run faster.

After Qiao Wenqing and the others sat there for a while, they heard the sound of horse hooves and thought it was a scholar who was also on the road, so he got up and told the people below him to stop the carriage by the side of the road and not to block the way.

"Girl, in front is the Chu family's carriage." The groom has good eyesight. After recognizing the carriage, he slowed down the horse. When it was almost approaching, Nianxiang lifted the curtain and looked outside. Sure enough, he saw what was in the pavilion in front of him.

Sitting was the young master of the Chu family.

"Sister?" Qiao Wenqing just took a step forward, saw Nianxiang, and couldn't help shouting.

Chu Hanyin quickly stood up and smoothed his clothes naturally, "Miss Qiao is here."

The carriage stopped, and Qiao Wenqing was waiting for Qiao Guxin at the front. When someone approached, she wanted to ask what happened to Qiao Guxin, so she caught up with him.

Unexpectedly, Chu Hanyin bowed down deeply and said, "Miss Lao, I was so arrogant by running this trip. Please forgive me."

Qiao Wenqing looked at Chu Hanyin, "Brother Chu, what happened?"

Chu Hanyin raised his hand to signal Qiao Guxin to go forward, and then he began to talk after everyone sat down.

It turned out that Chu Hanyin suddenly remembered yesterday that he had a big goal for this trip. For the sake of good luck, he wanted to get the Dongfeng Purple Inkstone collected by Chu's father from the Chu Mansion.

Unexpectedly, I accidentally overheard my parents' conversation.

He asked what Ning Shun Hou had come to the mansion for two days ago. It turned out that he was inquiring about Feng Zhaoan's background.

Yesterday, he mentioned to the Chu family that he wanted to marry Qiao Xunfeng to Feng Zhaoan. Although Feng Zhaoan was talented, everything was subject to change before he was placed on the imperial list. Now Feng Zhaoan is just a scholar from a small family. If he can marry the Marquis Mansion

Getting married is naturally a high-level endeavor.

But Chu's father also kept an eye on it. Marquis Ning Shun had never cared about trivial matters, so suddenly he felt that something was wrong. He could only assume that he wanted to send a letter to Laucheng to ask. After all, his uncle never had the final say in matters of marriage.

reason.

Marquis Ning Shun expressed his understanding. He only said that it didn't matter if he didn't want to marry the Marquis. It was not that the girls from the Marquis could not get married. When the time came, who the concubines would marry, and whether they married well or not, would be their fate.

Chu's father heard that there was something in Ning Shunhou's words, so when he came back, he quickly asked Chu's mother if there was anything he didn't know about.

After Chu Hanyin finished speaking, he let out a long sigh, "I'm not very smart, so I really can't think of any solution. I wonder if there are many of us who can come up with a perfect solution."

Feng Zhaoan originally didn't know about Chu Hanyin sending a letter to Qiao Guxin, but now that everyone has arrived, it would be pretentious for him to say evasive words, so he stood up and clenched his fists, "I'm sorry for your trouble."

If Feng Zhaoan has no one in his heart, and Ning Shunhou takes his fancy, that is the person the scholar most longs to meet, and his appreciation will naturally bring him eternal good.

And if the people in Feng Zhaoan's heart have nothing to do with the Hou Mansion, he won't care if Ning Shun Hou speaks harshly.

But it happened that Feng Zhaoan was thinking about Qiao Wenzhi. Now, what Ning Shunhou means is that either they don't get married, or it can only be Qiao Xunfeng. If Ning Shunhou is unhappy and cannot deal with Feng Zhaoan, it is just a waste of time for Qiao Wenzhi.

Come.

When a woman gets married, it is her second reincarnation. If she is entrusted to someone other than someone else, she will suffer a lifetime of misery.

Feng Zhaoan lowered his eyes, suddenly lifted up his robe, and knelt directly in front of Qiao Guxin and Qiao Wenqing, "I'm so arrogant. I think the second girl in your house is willing to be punished."

He is not an expressive person, but if he doesn't express his feelings clearly, he may never be able to meet Qiao Wenzhi in this life, and he can't care about anything else at the moment.

He is young and energetic, and always has an aggressive spirit. Whether it is a title on the gold medal list or a wedding ceremony, he always wants to win.

Qiao Wenqing turned his head and looked at Qiao Guxin. After all, he was still young. He might have understood their ignorant feelings, but he had never participated in it personally. Now there was a slight sweat on his palms, and he was always a little nervous.