Jun Jiuling

Glass cup.

The executive turned around, raised the curtain, and looked at the two glazed cups placed in the carriage.

"Tian San went to Gaoping and pawned this. Our family's bank notes must have been cashed there." The coachman continued, "Do you want to check?"

"What to check." The executive said, "If there is anything to check, Tian San didn't say it himself. That night he was sitting by the bridge eating bread, and someone sat down next to him and said that he lost a shoe. , to buy his shoes."

Naturally, the coachman was not a coachman, but the junior apprentice of the high-ranking officer, and he was also thinking about the description he heard at this time.

Tian San's shoes were torn and dirty, he didn't expect anyone to want them, of course he happily bought them.

The man threw him a few coins and threw away one of his shoes.

According to Tian San's description, that shoe was very good, and the workmanship and fabric were all Tian San had never seen before. Seeing that he couldn't bear to throw it away like this, he picked it up and put it on by himself.

Then the man laughed, instead of accusing him, he said that he would make a lot of money with him.

This big sum of money is naturally the chess game lantern with a lottery of five thousand taels at the Lantern Festival.

In the end, the man didn't make a mistake. Tian San said that the man who exchanged the silver generously gave him five hundred taels of silver, and also gave him the two glazed cups that held the silver.

"Ask carefully what kind of person that person is?" said the apprentice.

"What are you asking about? You want to know what kind of age he is, married or not, what do people do? Tell him about marriage?" The senior executive said with a glance at him.

The apprentice laughed when he was told.

"Master, aren't you curious at all?" He said, pointing to the carriage, "Then why did you buy this glazed cup and inquire about Tian San?"

The executive glared at him.

"I borrowed this glazed cup from the old lady." He said, "The young lady said that if she loses her money, she loses. She doesn't care, so I won't ask, but the glass cup does not belong to the young lady. I Of course I will buy it back."

Said and waved.

"Stop talking nonsense, don't mention these things in the future, go to the post station to give a testimony to the post, this time Jin Yiwei is here to become the son of the Duke, so he must bite his tongue and not let it go. Gods fight and we mortals stay away."

The apprentice naturally knew the seriousness of this matter and hurriedly responded by urging the horse to raise the whip.

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When Miss Jun entered the house, Liu Er came out from a distance to greet her.

"Miss, don't worry about playing outside, I'm fine at home," she said.

Miss Jun smiled and handed her a windmill.

"For you." She smiled.

Liu'er's eyes lit up with joy, she took the windmill and lifted it up to run two steps against the wind.

"Miss, one and me?" She looked at the other windmill in Miss Jun's hand and asked.

"This is for the young master." Miss Jun said with a smile.

Liu Er oh oh twice.

"Miss is so kind, miss him." She said.

Talking and laughing, the two had already reached the gate of the courtyard, and before they entered, they heard a woman laughing crisply inside.

Seeing Liu'er coming in, the two girls standing in the yard were startled.

"The young master asked someone to go in and serve him." They said hastily, "Ganoderma lucidum went in alone, we didn't all go in."

It's no wonder that others would question it. The maids serving the young master are like thieves, and they were so frightened when they were found out.

It's just that Liu'er and Miss Jun didn't think so.

One thinks that this is the order of the young lady as a matter of course, and the other thinks that it is to prevent people from getting close to Fang Chengyu now.

"What are you serving? You are smiling so happily." Liu'er said angrily.

The laughter in the room had long since stopped, and a girl stood up with some anxiety and saluted Miss Jun.

Miss Jun recognized her as Fang Chengyu's original girl Ganoderma lucidum, so she nodded with a smile.

"Give this to the young master." She said, passing the windmill in her hand.

Lingzhi was stunned for a moment but did not react.

Looking at the expressions of these people, Liu Er was very upset about what they thought of Miss.

"Didn't you hear? The young mistress bought this for the young master specially." She said with a stare.

This time Lingzhi stepped forward to take it in a hurry.

"Thank you young mistress, thank you young mistress." She stammered and saluted.

"Hey, why are you thanking me, I didn't buy it for you." Liu'er said, "What are you, it's your turn to thank the young master?"

Ganoderma lucidum was even more panicked.

"Okay." Miss Jun stopped Liu'er's provocation, and smiled at Ling Zhi, "Take it in and let the young master play with it."

Without waiting for Liu'er and Lingzhi to talk again, they walked towards the study.

"Liu'er come with me."

Liu Er glared at Ganoderma lucidum before following.

Watching the two enter the study, Lingzhi heaved a sigh of relief, looked at the windmill in his hand, hesitated, turned and went in.

Fang Chengyu was sitting in a wheelchair by the window reading a book with a calm expression, as if he hadn't heard anything outside.

"Master." Lingzhi lifted the windmill with a smile, "Young Mistress bought it for you, look, how beautiful it is."

She blows on the windmill, and the windmill turns whirringly.

Fang Chengyu looked over and smiled slightly.

"It's very good," he said.

The smile of the fourteen-year-old boy by the bright window was dazzling.

Ganoderma lucidum couldn't help but feel dazzled, and felt that the young master's gaze was not on the windmill, but on himself.

So is the young master saying that he is good-looking?

Ganoderma lucidum's face was slightly red, and she was blowing the windmill more and more seriously.

Young master, look quickly, look.

Liu er put her windmill on Miss Jun's desk.

"The flowers are beautifully arranged today." Miss Jun looked into the room and smiled.

Liu'er looked both happy and proud.

Miss is complimenting her.

"Liu Er, go and get that mileage map of Chaojing," Miss Jun said.

In response, Liu'er went to the bookshelf and took out the pictures in the box.

Miss Jun opened it and put it on the desk.

"Miss, do you want to go to the capital?" Liu'er couldn't help asking, seeing that she was very focused.

She still remembered that the young lady wanted to go to the capital after withdrawing the marriage certificate and taking the money. Later, she inquired about the capital. Although she didn't mention it now, she had never forgotten it.

If you want to go, you naturally want to go, but you can't just go if you want to.

Miss Jun smiled.

"No," she said, "I'm thinking of the person who made this picture."

Liu Er said oh.

"What happened to the person in this picture?" She asked curiously.

What she was curious about was this, not the question that should have been the first thought, Miss, who did you know who made the picture, and how did you know it?

This is probably why Miss Jun found it easy and smooth to talk to this girl.

What she asks is always what she wants to say, what she thinks at the moment, not those messy things that need to be explained.

Miss Jun smiled and looked at the picture.

"I don't know this person," she said, "I only heard of it when I was a child."

Liu'er snorted, not feeling strange.

The lady doesn't need to know everyone well, how tired the lady is like that.

Zhu Zan, she really didn't recognize him.

Because Cheng Guogong was stationed in the north, his wife accompanied him. Zhu Zan had lived in the north since he was a child, and occasionally went back to Beijing with Cheng Guogong's wife to visit relatives. Besides, he was a boy, and he had no intersection with them, princesses and princesses.

The reason why she had heard the name and knew this person was because Zhu Zan came back once and beat the Twelfth Uncle Huang.