The peasant girl who escaped the desert: she cried when she found the cruel prince

Chapter 190
As the eldest son of the family, Uncle Jing has raised a promising scholar like Jing Song. His words have always been very important in the Jing family.

When Jing Bo'an heard what his elder brother said, he lowered his head silently but did not respond.

Mrs. Jing's heart suddenly became cold. The second child's attitude was determined to make them leave!
When Mrs. Sun saw that something was wrong, she hurriedly dragged the man and said, "What are you talking about? The second brother is busy with things in the house and the child is injured. He is upset and makes angry remarks. As the eldest brother, you can't Would you like to be more patient?"

Mr. He stopped trying to flirt with his sister-in-law at this moment, and stood up and persuaded her: "Yes! Brother, even if you have broken bones and even tendons, we are all part of the same family. No matter what the second brother does, he cannot ignore his own mother. "

"You are saying that you want to support your mother-in-law by yourself and not let the second brother take care of it in the future. Isn't that just poking the second brother's lungs? The second brother is such a filial person. Even if he suffers for himself, he will not suffer for our mother. Second brother Brother, do you think this is true?"

When Jing Bo'an saw several people looking at him, he said helplessly: "I'm not saying that I don't care about grandma, but there are a lot of things going on in the house right now, so I'm afraid I might inadvertently neglect grandma!"

Mrs. Jing smiled and waved her hand: "No need to be negligent! You can go about your business. You can arrange the room for us and we can clean it up ourselves!"

Mrs. Sun started to clear the table with a wink, "Second brother, don't worry about our family causing trouble for you. Our youngest, Anan, is already twelve years old and won't cause trouble for you. Don't worry!"

Jing Bo'an had no choice but to arrange the Jing family in the west wing next to the servants. He also gave some money from his own pocket and asked the steward to buy some ready-made clothes for the family to tidy up.

The Jing family didn't realize that this was a servant's room, but they felt that this room was spacious and bright, much better than the shabby tile-roofed houses in their hometown.

Not to mention how happy I was to see the new cotton-padded clothes delivered by the steward. One afternoon, the whole west wing of the room was filled with the laughter of the Jing family.

Yang Shiyue, who was far away, heard: "What did you say? He put all those mud legs in the servants' room?"

The eldest maid lowered her head and replied: "Yes, the master has sent a message saying that he is busy with business today and has no time to go out and look for a house. He will definitely look for it tomorrow. Please bear with me, Princess!"

Yang Shiyue lifted the tea set on the table to the ground: "This country bumpkin really thinks of himself as his master!"

Yang Shiyue thought about how Jing Bo'an's family was not found in her previous life. Until Chang'an fell, Jing Bo'an died in battle on the way to escape, and Jing Bo'an's family was not seen.

Sure enough, Jingli's survival was the biggest variable. It was because this woman was alive that things changed. Could it be that he was trying to defeat her?

Jingli touched her warm ears. Was someone talking about her?
At this moment, she was wandering around Anxi County, not far from Mayi. According to Huang Biao's inquiry, there should be iron ore near Anxi, which made Jingli feel a little itchy.

She knew that this matter was difficult to handle, but she couldn't help but wanted to come and see if she could take advantage of it and take it for herself when the old emperor's family was fighting to the death.
Jingli came out alone this time. It was already the end of February, and she had to find an excuse to take out the crops in the space.

"Girl, I see that you have an extraordinary face. You might as well let me give you a divination!"

Jing Li looked around, pointed at her nose and said, "Me?"

The man was wearing a blue shirt that had been washed white. He was about thirty years old, with a clear and elegant face. He was shaking a cattail leaf fan in the cold weather: "Yes, I'm talking about you!"

Jing Li walked up to him with great interest, and the man with the golden sword sat down in front of the man: "Are you a Taoist priest or something?"

The man smiled and said: "I have dabbled in Taoism, Confucianism, Legalism, and hundreds of other schools of thought, but it's just..."

"It's just that I understand it a little bit!" Jing Li said.

The old man selling calligraphy and paintings next to him sneered: "Huan Laosan, you really got people right. You have learned a lot of things and are just bluffing and cheating here!" Huan Laosan was not angry and said to Jingli with a smile: "Don't Listen to his nonsense, I have unique insights into physiognomy and the bones of girls."

"The bones are unique, the face is extraordinary, and he has the aura of a king. If the opportunity comes one day, he will definitely be able to soar into the sky." Jing Li said.

"Who is this master? He actually described the girl's luck exactly?" Huan Laosan asked in shock.

Jing Li casually played with the copper coins on the Gua stall: "No one, isn't that what charlatans say?"

The old man selling paintings next to him laughed again: "Girl, you are absolutely right. Many years ago in Qingzhou, he said that a boy playing in the mud in the countryside had the appearance of an emperor, and he almost had someone beat him to death. Now he is talking more and more nonsense. , actually said that a girl’s family has a royal spirit!”

The painting seller shook his head and smiled, becoming more and more disdainful of Huan Laosan.

Jing Li approached with a thought and asked, "Who is that Qingzhou kid you mentioned coming from?"

Huan Laosan also came closer and whispered: "I have a close relationship with the girl!"

Huan Laosan smiled meaningfully, and there was a hint of vulgarity on his elegant face.

Jing Li's heart was filled with turmoil, and she actually saw the distance between her and Chen Yuzhang. She was sure that she had never seen this person before, so could he really tell by his face?

"It's cold in spring, and I don't have any heat in my belly. Miss, please be kind to me, can you give me a meal?"

After Jing Li stared at Huan Laosan for a moment, she got up and took Huan Laosan to a nearby restaurant.

The painting seller shook his head. This girl seemed to be a very smart person, so why did she fall for Huan Laosan?
Huan Laosan was not well-dressed, but he was very particular about his meals. There was a sense of elegance and elegance in his every move, which made Jing Li look at him with admiration.

"I'm Huan Yuan, and I'd like to follow the Ming Dynasty!" Huan Yuan said seriously to Jing Li after finishing his meal.

Jing Li was stunned: "Are you charlatans so informal? Just after a meal, you say you want to be your master?"

"If you meet the chosen one later, you will have to turn to Mingzhu again?"

Huan Yuan said seriously: "That's wrong! There are only a few people with great luck in the world, but luck like this girl's is really rare, and with the help of noble people, they will definitely be able to rise to the top!"

"The Tantai family will surely perish. This is what I gained from stargazing in my early years. Now that I have met the girl, how long will it take me if I don't surrender?"

Jing Li said casually: "If that's the case, why didn't you vote for that kid from Qingzhou? Could it be that you were deceiving others with your lies?"

Huan Yuan shook his head: "The child of Qingzhou destroyed the destiny auxiliary star with his own hands, which must have damaged his merits. If he sticks to his duty, he can still have a stable life, if so"

Huan Yuan didn't finish speaking, and Jing Li didn't continue to ask. After a moment of silence, Jing Li whispered: "The Tantai family still has several princes with heavy troops. Sir, stop saying that the country will perish."

"You have been around the world for many years, so you must have some skills. I never believe in those words of fate. You should stop using these as gimmicks. If you really want to follow me, show me your real skills and do something real!"

(End of this chapter)