Village Girl Struggle

Zhao Ying is the eldest concubine, so her eyelids will not be as shallow as her concubine Zhao Meng. Cousin Yun Song is noble and handsome, and has a fatal attraction to the little girls, but as long as he thinks that he is already famous , And will get married soon, no matter how you plan, you can only fight for a concubine room.

So to this cousin, Zhao Ying was shocked at first, and was moved, then regretted, and then let go of that stupid heart.

It's complicated to say, but in fact, this mental transformation is just a few breaths of effort.

Zhao Ying, who is knowledgeable in practice, turned her gaze to the three obviously noble sons who had come to celebrate the birthday together.

Although there was no introduction, I just saw it at the banquet. Mrs. Yun only said something. Those three sons were also here to celebrate the birthday, so she didn't say much. Zhao Ying knew that these three sons must have extraordinary backgrounds. .

Back at Zhao Mansion, Zhao Ying also screened everyone, and had a close conversation with Mrs. Zhao for a while.

Of course, this mother and daughter are different from the simple and straightforward words of Aunt Mei and the second lady, but they are convoluted and full of hints.

"Mother, I don't know the origin of the three young masters today? I looked at Cousin Yun and were very polite to them. If I can make my brother befriend them, it would be of great benefit."

"Well, yes, they look fifteen or six years old, and they are about the same age as Xuan'er, but Xuan'er's temperament..."

I am the only one who is used to being the only one in Zhao's Mansion. Young Master Zhao Xuan knows how to ingratiate himself. If people ignore him, he sits foolishly on the guest seat as a log.

Of course, those noble princes would not pay attention to him, the son of idle officials of the fourth rank. The only person who had spoken to him was Yun Song. It was also from Mrs. Yun’s face that he met him with a few polite words. Make Mrs. Zhao the mother anxious for him.

If someone who can talk and talk with each other well, and be able to communicate well with this group of people, maybe it is not only beneficial to Zhao Xuan's future, but also to his sister's future, it can also be of great help!

Mrs. Zhao is thinking that tomorrow, she will have to talk to Zhao Xuan.

"Ying'er, your cousin from the Yun family came to your hometown for the first time, and there is no boudoir here. Although Yunliu is there, she is a concubine after all, so you have more contact with her cousin."

Although those noble sons came for Yunsang, the eldest of the Yun family, isn't there only one Yunsang.

No matter which one, you can marry your own girl, that is a marriage that you can't find even with a lantern!

She has already inquired clearly, one is the Prince Rongjun, one is the second son of the protector of the country Pei's family, that is, Yunsong Future's brother-in-law, and the other is the Houye of Dingguo Primary School.

And the most wonderful thing is that these three seem to have to spend some time in the Yun Mansion before leaving, which leaves ample time for Mrs. Zhao's various operations!

Mrs. Zhao looked at her daughter, she was thirteen years old, her eyebrows were straight, how she looked good, it was time to book a good kiss, and prepare for the beautiful marriage in the future. Originally, she wanted to return to this remote and small county town. , I couldn't even find a more serious family member, so I fell asleep and ran into a pillow, and all of a sudden, three shining precious sons-in-law came!

three! Three minus one can have two!

Mrs. Zhao felt excited just thinking about it.

Zhao Ying lowered her eyes, her face turned red, and said, "But it seems like Cousin Yun, who doesn't like me very much."

It is said that Zhao Ying is also the eldest of the Zhao family, Jin Zunyu raised up with noble care, but standing next to Yunsang, she feels uncomfortable no matter what.

Appearance, clothing, identity...everything you can imagine, Yunsang is better than Zhao Ying, and even taller than her by half!

Zhao Ying thought of going with Yunsang this noble lady often, Shanda who is under extraordinary pressure!

Mrs. Zhao smiled steadily, "Friendship comes from everywhere, as long as you work hard, I believe Yunsang will treat you as a friend in her boudoir."

Judging from the information she has obtained, Yun Sang Mingming is very popular in Beijing. He is the first of the celebrities in Beijing, and he is about to get married, but why did he return to Yangping City, a somewhat remote place, and have to live for a year? Is the half-year plan really out of filial piety to my grandmother?

There must be some hidden secrets in this!

Although Mrs. Zhao hasn’t inquired about it yet, she still wants to know that Miss Yun, when she first came to Yangping, did not look down upon the people of Yangping City, but after a long time, she is also a person of high temperament in the legend. We need a few friends of the same age who can communicate with each other, and looking at Yangping City, who has the highest status, besides her own shadow?

"This... the daughter listens to her mother."

Zhao Ying bit her lip. For the sake of her own future, just fight it, isn't it just to set off the green leaves of the fairy flower? If you can get that noble boy's blue eyes, the foil will be better than the faceless one!

Mrs. Zhao patted her daughter's hand with satisfaction, and asked her to go back and think about how to get warm with Miss Yun as soon as possible, and gave some directions. Zhao Ying thoughtfully returned to her yard, after a toss and turn. Long night.

It was easy to wait until the beginning of the month, and Jiang Ying could leave the house again.

Lihong gave Jiang Ying a tael of silver, as the money for the prepayment of pills, Jiang Ying did not refuse, and the pomegranate hadn't saved enough monthly money, Jiang Ying generously agreed to pay it in the future.

Jiang Ying was carrying about fifty taels of silver at this time, which can be regarded as a huge sum of money. After leaving the Zhao Mansion, he went to the agreed dead end locust tree to search for Wei Haoge.

Wei Haoge still arrived early in the morning and hadn't seen him for half a month. Jiang Ying felt that Wei Haoge's spirit seemed to be a little different, his clothes were a little more neat, and his height seemed to be a little taller. It's strange, it's only ten days.

Jiang Ying asked Wei Haoge about the situation with Sister Jiang, and learned that Sister Jiang was already well, and that Zhong Fu's small shop was doing well this month. Zhong Fu was busy with business, and there was no time to scold Sister Jiang.

Jiang Ying nodded, um, this little beggar is trustworthy.

I hope he is worth his investment.

"then."

There was a flash of silver light in front of him, and a small thing fell on Wei Haoge's clothes. He subconsciously caught it, his tentacles were cold, and when he opened it, it turned out to be an ingot of snow-white silver!

That weight is two-by-two.

He hasn't touched such a large coin in two or three years.

"This is?"

As a little girl who can live for a month with a few dozen cents of money, Wei Haoge couldn't help but be surprised and suspicious of what was in his hands.

This weird little girl, suddenly so generous, gave herself so much money, is it possible to make herself do something evil?

"It scares you. This is not for you to do bad things. Take the money and rent a place to live. Don't be a beggar anymore. Of course, you still have to do things for me if you use my money. ."

As the weather gets colder, people will freeze to death every winter. Jiang Ying doesn't want the people he likes to disappear like this.

Nowadays, the prices in Yangping City are low. Half a tael of silver should be enough to rent an old house for half a year. These two taels should be enough for Wei Haoge to rent the house and add more clothes and utensils.

"Don't let you buy a jacket?"

Look at this thin clothes. Although it is much better than the previous cloth strip, it is still in tatters and cannot withstand the cold.

Wei Haoge lowered his eyelids and said lightly, "I'm afraid of catching eyes."

There are also six or seven beggars in this city. Suddenly, I wore a jacket. I was afraid that others would be jealous, and the jacket would still be small. If I had money in my body, would I still be okay in the future?

Is it too simple to think?

Jiang Ying remembered that he had gone to live in Zhuangzi in his previous life. On the way, he also encountered several beggars fighting for food.

Although the Huanhua dynasty of the previous life was rich and there were also sanatoriums that took in some homeless people, but it was not unconditional. For example, those who were young and strong would not be accepted, those with corrupt behavior would not be accepted, and those who could not reach the threshold of the sanatorium. Of course, he became a beggar on the street.

Such beggars naturally do not attract people's sympathy, which directly leads them to fight for food like evil wolves for meat.

There seem to be more beggars in this different world. Wei Haoge is only eleven years old. If he is in Huanhua Dynasty, he can enter the conservatory, but here, he has never heard of similar places. When occasionally chatting , I have heard that there is a similar sanatorium in the capital of the provincial capital, named Yizhuang, but the number of people that can be taken in is very limited.

Wei Haoge was really careful.

"Well, you are right."

Jiang Ying nodded and said, "When you find a place to live, naturally you don't have to worry about it."

At least with shelter from the wind and rain, a place to sleep in the night, these dangers from the beggar's companions are also greatly relieved.

Jiang Ying was right.

With the financial support, Wei Haoge is naturally willing to live a safer and better life in his small life. But why is this weird little girl who has no relatives with her and is so generous?

In these years of wandering away, if Wei Haoge hadn't been a bit alert, he wouldn't be alive now.

"You, why do you do this?"

For a slave and maid, these two ounces of silver would have to be saved for a long time, so it would be unbelievable for anyone to take it out to outsiders so easily. Although the other party is just a little girl who seems to be innocent, who knows if there is any power behind her?

Jiang Ying smiled slightly, and looked at Xiang Wei Haoge’s muddy face. This face seems to have not been washed for several years. The gray and black mud has almost formed a thick crust. Hide the true face of this young man completely. There are only those eyes that can't be hidden. They are black and white and bright. When he looks at people intently, it is like a deep pool of cold stars, with an inexplicable attraction. No wonder this young man always lowers his eyes when he speaks.

Jiang Ying looked around, but he was still secluded, and then he laughed.

"I know you must feel that I am giving you money for no reason, and you are a little suspicious."

Jiang Ying carried his hands on his back and said, "You can see that I am only nine years old this year. As a slave, although he has a father, he is controlled by his stepmother. He is not reliable at all. There is an older sister who is under the stingy brother-in-law. Ask for life. I can only find other help to make plans for my future."

Wei Haoge's eyes were a little bit more relieved, and Jiang Ying was naturally aware of the situation these days.

"And you, it's only eleventh this year, living in a foreign country. As a beggar, you have no food and clothing, no relatives and no reason. If there is no one to help you, it will be difficult for you to grow up safely."

Wei Haoge hesitated, and finally nodded slightly, agreeing with Jiang Ying's statement.

The severe cold in winter is a harsh test of life and death for every beggar who lacks food and clothing!

Jiang Ying continued, "I have silver but no freedom, but you have freedom but no silver. You and I help each other so that you can have everything that is lacking. What do you think of such a fair deal?"

ps:

Ying: Lift up your hijab and let me see your face.

Wei: Little pervert!