My money-loving little lady

So, Ling Yun parked the carriage near the inn, and several people walked to the city.

On the way, Jing Rongyao clearly noticed that the clothes of the people in this place were slightly different from those in the capital.

In the capital, even the clothes worn by ordinary people are different in color and material. Perhaps because of the clear hierarchy, ordinary people in the capital cannot wear red, gold, yellow like the royal family or the noble family.

For eye-catching colors such as purple, you can only wear some simple or fabrics with a hint of silk-colored edges at most. A woman with a little money can only wear one or two pieces of jewelry at most.

But the dressing style of people here is obviously different from them. People in Ganzhou have obvious changes in their clothing. First of all, they have more choices in colors than people in Beijing. Men, women, old and young are walking on the street.

Colorful and colorful, it looks more eye-catching.

Even ordinary people and women without any money will choose to embroider red or pink flowers on their clothes. As for men, although there are not as many choices as women, they are not single gray or pink.

Wear black and white. Some men will wear light blue, and some men will wear dark green, which looks very interesting.

This made Jing Rongyao sigh with emotion. The hierarchy in the capital city is equivalent to the shackles of a class. Just like the working-class people working in Shanghai, the rich will drive around leisurely at nine o'clock.

To go to work. Those who have no money can only rush to the subway at six or seven o'clock in the morning, rushing for one or two hours, and finally arrive at the destination in a mess.

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After all, Jing Rongyao has not left the capital for more than a year since she traveled to Daqian Dynasty. Therefore, she is still very much looking forward to this trip.

She just sighed for a second, and then started shopping like a little girl. "Yunxi, look at this sachet. Is it very suitable for a girl like Yan'er? We can buy this for... we can keep this ourselves. Hey.

!What is this candy?” I quickly lost myself in the dazzling streets.

Xuan Zhao and Ling Yun slowly followed Fu Jinchen. Xuan Zhao still looked cold and silent, observing the situation around him vigilantly. When Ling Yun left the capital, he was like a wild horse running wild, jumping here and there.

They were dancing there. Seeing Jing Rongyao looking very happy, she even talked to Fu Jinchen, "Sir, you look so happy to see Miss Jing."

"Well, she has never traveled far. She will inevitably feel a little bored if she stays in the house all day. It would be great to go out and relax at this time."

"But Master, how can you be so sure? Miss Jing will definitely follow you."

Hearing this, Fu Jinchen's mind suddenly recalled the time a few days ago when Jing Chengye volunteered to take over his official duties.

In fact, this is not a casual trip. It is Fu Jinchen's plan long ago. If he wants to succeed in ascending the throne, he does not just choose to kill the emperor and empress and force himself to ascend the throne, but he must legitimately take advantage of

Only by redressing the grievances of the Cheng family with the emperor's hands can we continue with the next thing.

However, how to redress the grievances of the Cheng family through the hands of the emperor? That is to ascend to the position of prince and inherit the throne naturally.

To ascend to the position of prince, as King Ling said, you must first win the emperor's trust. Then, you must quietly control the military power. Once power and people's hearts are inclined to you, then the throne will naturally be not far away from you.

Therefore, heading south to Huizhou is a must-make move.

Fu Jinchen had the best candidate for the general next to him. That was King Yan Cheng Jingjing. However, the Cheng family was destroyed, and Cheng Fengjing's prince was obtained through the emperor's mercy and guilt. Therefore, he could not do much.

Lord. Since he cannot be relied upon in the early stage, Fu Jinchen can only choose to stabilize people's hearts first and then win over power.

Therefore, Huizhou, where people are most confused nowadays, is his best position to conquer.

However, there are advantages and disadvantages. Going to Huizhou this time will definitely be difficult. Even he is not completely sure of doing it. Who knows what will happen next?

Therefore, he has to be more cautious. Would he rather risk his own life to go? No, he is not that kind of person. He will not keep hitting the wall for the sake of women or being impulsive and brainless.
He is willing to give up his life for Jing Rongyao, and he must ensure that he becomes the prince. However, before giving up his life, he must ensure that he is alive, just like what Cheng Fengjing said.

The five of them wandered around this lively street for a while. Jing Rongyao felt a little hungry, so she happened to look up and saw a restaurant for dinner, so she shouted at the few people behind her to come in.

Fu Jinchen entered the door, but Ling Yun and Xuan Zhao did not dare to enter. Jing Rongyao was a little confused and was about to call out their names. However, Fu Jinchen quickly grabbed her wrist and explained in a low voice, "Ling Yun and Xuan Zhao are mine."

Personal bodyguards were given to me by my mother. The role of the bodyguards is not to reveal their identity. The restaurant is full of people and it is not a suitable place for protection for them. They will not eat with us.

Will find a place to eat."

"But..." Jing Rongyao felt a little strange. Fu Jinchen was just an ordinary scholar. Even if his mother's family had some money, it was probably from a small merchant family. Do the guards of merchant families have so much attention to detail? She didn't understand.

.However, seeing that Yunxi also held him in a wink to prevent her from saying more, he had no choice but to give up.

So, Jing Rongyao watched Ling Yun and Xuan Zhao slowly disappear into the crowd. But she could clearly feel that even though they disappeared, they were still close to her. She was filled with doubts

After finishing their lunch, not long after leaving the restaurant, Ling Yun and Xun Zhao quietly returned behind Fu Jinchen.

Who are the two of them? Jing Rongyao was a little confused. But now she also knew. Asking any of them would not give an answer, so she could only swallow her doubts and continue wandering on the street.
Just like that, a few people wandered into a tailor shop. There were many exquisite fabrics hanging outside the shop. Jing Rongyao walked up and stroked the smooth and soft fabric. She was full of joy for it, but Fu Jinchen next to her said after seeing the fabric

."Madam is stunningly beautiful. Isn't it a little too elegant to wear this moon-white brocade?"

I saw Jing Rongyao turning her head and saying funny, "Who said you want to buy me clothes? There are a lot of clothes around me. I just want to make you a dress."

After hearing what she said, Fu Jinchen looked at the clothes he was wearing. The fabric was still the slightly yellowed white shirt he wore in the old days, and the fabric was not expensive.

In the past, it would have been possible to say that Fu Jinchen was simple and frugal. But now that he was already a sixth-rank official in the court, if he went out dressed like this again, he would inevitably make others laugh. Jing Rongyao saw that he was a little hesitant.

, he explained shyly, "I heard you say that you lost your mother a long time ago, and you can't bother the elderly Aunt Xu to make clothes, so I made my own decision and wanted to make one for you. I am

Judging from the old clothes I have at home, of course, those old clothes are not the latest fabrics. It must be that the original size of the clothes is not yours. You think that the larger size can be worn for many years, so you buy it.

Yeah."

Fu Jinchen was a little embarrassed when she saw through what he was thinking. He said hurriedly, "Then you want me to go in and have the tailor measure me and give me the dimensions?"

Jing Rongyao shook her head and said, "No need, I already know what your size is."

As she spoke, she gestured with him with her hands, "Although I am a woman from an official family, I have also done handwork and needlework. It is no different from ordinary women. Leave it to me."

With that said, she pulled out the piece of moon-white brocade from the shelf and shouted into the room, "Boss, please wrap this piece of fabric for me."

When Fu Jinchen saw her looking after herself, she felt a little guilty and even began to wonder if he should tell her the secret.

No, it’s best not to involve her.

He looked at the woman in front of him and swallowed the desire in his heart.