First Wife of Zhu Family

Chapter 26 Perfume
In the blink of an eye, on the morning of the sixth day, there was finally news.

But Han Zonghao came alone.

Du Rongzhi quickly asked someone to invite him to the side hall to talk.

Han Zonghao wore a robe of sky blue after rain today, he looked clean and fresh, he looked like a handsome young man.Although the young man tried his best to restrain himself, there was still a little smug expression on his face.

He bowed to Du Rongzhi respectfully, and said loudly, "Young Madam, I have already inquired clearly about what you ordered last time."

Du Rongzhi straightened her body unconsciously.

"Zhao Tong did go to Beiyu earlier to buy a batch of flowers and plants... Because rare things are more expensive, the sales of this batch of flowers and plants are very good, especially Jinsixue - except for the six pots sent to Du's mansion, the rest The ones were sold out quickly, and the small ones were also checked, and they all went to the houses of those famous nobles, and there was nothing unusual." He paused, and continued, "But more than half a month ago, Zhao Tong bought more than ten pots of gold silk snow from Beiyu merchants at a high price, and these batches were not sold in the shop, but they were all shipped to the Zhao family."

Du Rongzhi raised her eyebrows.

Merchants value profits the most, and the rare flowers and plants bought back after hard work are not sold but kept for their own use... Apart from making greater profits, she can't think of any other reasons.

"It's so coincidental that the neighbor's daughter is the maidservant of the Zhao family's wife. According to her, it turned out that the Zhao family's wife used gold silk snow to make incense—her ancestors were in the spice business." Han Zonghao said and took a peek. Du Rongzhi glanced at it, and although separated by a double-sided embroidered screen, he could still vaguely see the girl caressing the jade bracelet on her wrist with her eyes half down. ...For one thing, the spices made from such precious flowers and plants must be of great value. According to the Zhao family's financial resources, it is impossible to keep them for private use, but no matter how small they inquire, they still can't find out the whereabouts of these spices. It is even unheard of in the market; secondly, although I have heard of those who use flowers as spices, I have never heard of anyone who can use the roots."

Du Rongzhi finally raised his head.

If Han Zonghao didn't guard against it, Du Rongzhi would suddenly look at him, his face was slightly hot as his eyes met, he quickly lowered his head and took out a bag of things from his sleeve, "Since this thing is so strange, Xu is exactly what Young Madam wants. I found it, so I asked the little girl next door... quietly took a piece from Mrs. Zhao."

Seeing Du Rongzhi nodded to her, Qing He took the small package from Han Zonghao, walked around the screen to Du Rongzhi, opened it carefully, and presented it up.

Du Rongzhi took a look, and saw that there was a hibiscus flower embroidered on the handkerchief of the package of fragrant cakes. At first glance, it belonged to a girl. When she looked up, she saw the young man clenching his fists awkwardly. It took a lot of trouble...

So I took it under my nose and sniffed it, and I could smell a faint scent of jasmine, which was similar to the scent that Aunt Zhao always had...

Du Rongzhi asked Qing He to take some and light it in the incense burner.

Not long after, light smoke rose from the furnace, and the sweet fragrance of jasmine mixed with a hint of elegance...

Du Rongzhi smiled slightly, "You did a good job this time."

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Du Rongzhi asked Qinghe to take Han Zonghao down to receive the reward.

"Nurse..." Du Rongzhi thought for a moment, "What is brother Zeng doing these days?"

He was talking about An Yanzeng, the son of Nanny An and brother-in-law of Du Rongzhi.

Mother An was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "I'm at home. I just came back from Suzhou the other day, and the master gave him two days off..."

Du Rongzhi smiled, "I have to ask brother Zeng to help me."

"Young Madam, what are you talking about?" Mother An said solemnly, "If you need anything, just tell him."

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Du Rongzhi sat quietly in the room drinking tea, while Nanny An stood aside anxiously, looking at the hourglass from time to time.

It's been half an hour...

I was thinking wildly in my heart, but saw my son walking in from outside with a sullen face.

Mother An's heart skipped a beat, and before Du Rongzhi could speak, she hurriedly asked, "What's the matter?"

An Yanzeng saluted Du Rongzhi, "The dog only stayed in the room for a cup of tea, and then fell to the ground and convulsed all over..."

Nanny An unconsciously took a step back, and turned her head to look at Du Rongzhi somewhat helplessly.

Du Rongzhi took a deep breath, the knuckles of the hand holding the teacup turned white. "How is it now, can it be saved?"

"Young Madam, don't worry, the doctor's treatment was very timely, and there is no serious problem now—" An Yanzeng paused, "It's just that this incense is also very poisonous, especially for pregnant women. According to the doctor, at least Miscarriage, or even death, is really vicious!"

Du Rongzhi sneered, "Brother is wrong, it's not spices that are poisonous—"

An Yanzeng was taken aback for a moment, but Du Rongzhi said in a deep voice, "This incense is mixed with the extract from the rhizome of Jinsixue. It is not harmful to the human body, but the bad thing is that I let someone put it in the room before. A pot of golden silk snow, once the aromas of the two are fused, it becomes a poison that kills without blood."

An Yanzeng looked at Du Rongzhi in surprise, "There is such a thing? It's really unheard of." He couldn't help but convinced, "It's also thanks to the young lady who is well-informed and saw through Aunt Zhao's trick."

Du Rongzhi shuddered, waved his hands and said, "I don't know this, I just overheard the rumor brought up by the gardener in the mansion... I ran into Aunt Zhao in my mother's room that day, so I fell in love with it."

An Yanzeng didn't doubt that he was there, and nodded in agreement, "This is the fact that the Skynet is not missing."

"I still need to trouble my brother to run errands for me on this matter."

"Young Madam, just follow orders."

"I'm just writing a letter right now. Brother Zeng must hand over this letter to my father along with the remaining spices." Du Rongzhi paused, "In addition, please ask my brother to bring the doctor to go there, also for today's matter. Be a witness."

An Yanzeng cupped his hands, "Don't worry, Young Madam, I understand."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Nanny An finally recovered from the shock just now, "This matter cannot be delayed for a moment!" As she spoke, she wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief bitterly, and cursed, "This black-hearted A rotten bastard! Madam treats her so generously, and treats her uncle as her own, but this bitch is still greedy, and dares to harm Madam and the unborn young master! You go, you must go! Master seek justice for our wife!"

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Say two things.

The first one, on Tuesday, I applied for the Qingyun List... Well, people who often read books on the Qidian Women's Channel should know this list, right?It is a list that does not rely on editorial arrangements, but needs to be applied by itself, as long as the background review is passed, it can be listed.In fact, I didn't plan to do it this morning, because according to the experience of the first two books, I usually have to be rejected 1 or 2 times before I succeed. After all, my word count should be 7 to 8. It was just right, so I applied.

However, I guessed the beginning right, but didn't guess the ending... This time, I just passed it!
So, in order to celebrate being on the Qingyun Ranking, tomorrow I will... double update.

Still at 10 o'clock, two more chapters.

The second one, the reason why I posted it late today is because I was working overtime, and I really couldn't spare time at that time.This is already the second weekend I worked overtime this month (if the weekend of business trip is not counted), and then I will work overtime next weekend... And now I have a bad cold, and I am in a very bad mood.It feels like only the little angel's comment can soothe my cranky heart.

Finally, thank you little girl, Little Life, for commenting every day, quack quack.

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