Greetings, Ninth Uncle

Cheng Yuanjing was still standing there, staring at Huo Chang Yuan coldly.

"Mrs. Hou is also wet, and Marquis Jingyong's coat is just reserved for Madam Hou. In the future, when Marquis Jingyong speaks and handles things, you should recognize the object clearly, and don't do some untimely actions."

Although Cheng Yuanjing's words were vague, the people present, only Cheng Yumo, who came later, did not understand why. Cheng Yuanjing almost made it clear that Huo Changyuan would not touch Cheng Yujin in the future.

Huo Chang Yuan said with a sullen face, "This Marquis handles affairs with his own discretion."

"You'd better be measured." Cheng Yuanjing finally gave Huo Chang Yuan a cold glance, then turned and walked towards Cheng Yujin. The originally icy eyebrows and eyes melted inch by inch when they saw her, turning into a faint smile: "Let's go."

Chapter 66

After Cheng Yumo's homecoming banquet was over, the biggest celebration of the year in the Yichūn Hou Mansion was over. Everyone in the Cheng family carried filial piety. After Cheng Yumo got married, he was already a member of the Huo family, and there was no taboo on coming and going, but the Cheng family couldn't.

The Lord of Qingfu County and others all rested their minds, and stayed in the Hou's mansion honestly, keeping filial piety for Lord Cheng.

In a blink of an eye, November entered, and the weather became cold and hard, and it was a white breath when I went out. Cheng Yujin had a fluffy scarf around her neck and a silver-pink velvet jacket to go to Mrs. Cheng's routine greeting.

She has stayed at home for the past few months, cultivated herself, and is very calm. The business of Linlang Pavilion and Yunyifang is on the right track. At the end of each month, Cheng Yujin will be sent an account book, and Cheng Yujin will prepare a new pattern for the second month according to the account book and sales situation. When she was ready, she sent it to Cheng Yuanjing's courtyard and asked Liu Yi to help her take it out.

Because she knew that her external strength was weak, Cheng Yujin paid special attention to having a good relationship with the little fights in Cheng Yuanjing's courtyard. They run outside all day, they are well-informed and well-informed, while Cheng Yujin stays in the inner house and stays at home. She is the last to know what happens outside. To win over these little people, it may be used at any time.

It's a pity that Cheng Yuanjing is bound to leave. She will not use these people for a long time, so she must make good use of this last period of time.

In the past few months, Yunyifang and Linlang Pavilion have gradually opened up their reputations, and word of mouth has spread among female relatives. At first, it was Yunyifang. After all, Yunyifang is located on the most prosperous street. The female family members who lived nearby stumbled upon it and tried the new look of Yunyifang. Later, they found that the tailoring of Yunyifang was very clever. The same For fabrics, Biejia Buzhuang just can't wear the beauty of Yunyifang. And Yunyifang regularly launches new styles every month. The female customers are passed on by dozens, and there are more and more repeat customers. The reputation of Yunyifang has also spread from the middle-end wealthy and official circles to the high gate where Cheng Yujin is located. In the honorable circle.

Linlang Pavilion is a bit slower than Yunyifang. After all, clothes are changed every season, but jewelry can be used for a long time. However, women's love for beauty is unstoppable, and there are female relatives who wear Linlang Pavilion's jewelry to go out as guests. As they come and go, more and more people know about Linlang Pavilion.

Cheng Yujin felt very satisfied when she saw the account book at the end of each month.

She had no worries about money and other worries, and she focused on solving her marriage problems. Her husband's target, Lin Qingyuan, had not appeared for a long time.

Perhaps, it wasn't that Lin Qingyuan had never been to the Marquis of Yichūn for so long, but that Cheng Yujin had never met him again. During this period of time, Cheng Yujin frequently ran to Cheng Yuanjing's courtyard on the grounds of borrowing books, but no matter how many times she went back and forth, she never met Lin Qingyuan once.

Cheng Yujin felt that she didn't understand, and it was logically impossible. She calculated every time she came, and deliberately chose the time when Lin Qingyuan often came to visit Cheng Yuanjing. Why haven't I seen him even once?

Cheng Yujin didn't think about Cheng Yuanjing. Liu Yi and others are all people who seek life in the inner court, and they are full-time to please their masters. This set of arrangements is the most fluent. If they don't want the two to meet, even if they walk across from each other at the same time, they have a way to make the two diverge.

A calm and regular life can easily make people lose their sense of time. Cheng Yujin's plan has not been pushed forward for a long time. She should have been anxious, but perhaps because the current state is too calm and comfortable, she actually thinks that it is not bad. She greeted her every morning, took a nap at noon, then went to Cheng Yuanjing's house to read a book, and just waited for Lin Qingyuan. If she couldn't finish reading it at night, she often came back with the book to read, and she went back and forth, and both sides became her foothold.

Cheng Yujin changed into furry winter clothes, and as soon as she entered the yard, the maids in the house saw it. The maid hurriedly came out to pick a curtain for her, and said happily, "The big girl is here!"

Cheng Yumo was married, and only Cheng Yujin would come to Mrs. Cheng every day. Gradually, it has become the hope of Shou'antang's maid, as if the big girl is coming, and a new day has officially started.

Cheng Yujin nodded and smiled at the maid, and asked, "Where's your grandmother?"

"The old lady is inside. The old lady just said that she has no appetite today, but the big girl came. The old lady likes big girls the most. If the big girl is watching, maybe the appetite will be good."

"Oh, grandma has a bad appetite?" Cheng Yujin glanced up the room and said, "I'll go see grandma. Thanks to you for reminding me, Forsythia, prepare some money for morning tea for this sister."

Forsythia understood, and went forward to stuff a broken silver thorn for the maid. The maid smiled and declined, "Why is this so embarrassing."