Farmer's little Fubao is cheating

"What amulet?" Zhang Yan, the Marquis, pretended to be confused.

The person who came was Wang Ting, the left minister of the Ministry of Industry. He smiled and said: "I don't know either, but that person said that after Song Qianhu received the amulet sent by his daughter, his seriously injured body suddenly recovered, so he also wanted to come and ask for it." One."

The Marquis's eyes moved slightly and he said with a smile: "This is strange. That child has lived in the mansion for more than two months, but I have never heard of her making any amulets."

Wang Ting stroked his beard and smiled meaningfully. He looked Zhang Yan up and down and said angrily: "Then how are you so good? When I came to see you last time, you couldn't even get out of bed."

Mr. Hou coughed lightly, took a sip of tea, and said, "Old Mrs. Chen's superb medical skills cured me."

Wang Ting made a sound, picked up the tea and slowly moved the floating leaves, and said leisurely: "You don't have to hide it. I just heard that you are very good, so I came to meet the child. Don't worry, I didn't tell you about this." As for the others, only our two brothers know."

He had received letters from the frontier before and thought they were just hearsay, so he didn't take them seriously. Suddenly, news came that the seriously ill Mr. Zhang was getting better.

The steward of the Hou Mansion had already gone out to buy funeral supplies with great fanfare, and the clan government was also waiting for the Hou Mansion to report the funeral. As a result, Zhang Yan, who was about to die, came back to life overnight.

It's really incredible.

This incident also alarmed the Holy Emperor. He specifically asked in the court hall and after confirming that Marquis Zhongqin was indeed well, he sighed for a long time.

It was then that Wang Ting realized that the news coming from the border was not necessarily false.

The Marquis was silent for a while, and then said: "I asked the child, and the bead string in her hand was bought on the road. There is nothing strange about it."

As he spoke, he showed the sandalwood beads on his wrist to his old friend.

Wang Ting's eyes widened, and he stood up to take it, but was blocked by the Marquis: "This is mine, you can't touch it."

Xiao Chang'an said that this thing doesn't recognize people and will do good to anyone who wears it, so he doesn't let others touch it.

Wang Ting could only crane his neck and stare: "Okay, I won't touch it, but you should get it closer."

Zhang Yancai didn't want to be fooled and directly covered the bead string with his sleeve: "It's just an ordinary sandalwood bead. You can just go to the shop and buy it yourself."

Wang Ting glared at him angrily: "When did you become so stingy? I thought I gave you half of the fish fishing, but now I'm stingy."

Zhang Yan ignored him.

snort! It's about life, who wouldn't be stingy?

"I want to see the Song family child!" Wang Ting sat back on his chair, as if he would not leave if you didn't let him see him.

Old God Zhang Yan said: "It's okay to meet, but that kid wants to buy a house in the capital, please think of something."

Wang Ting worked in the Ministry of Industry and had many official houses renovated by his hands. As long as his fingers were leaking, he could choose a good land for the Song family.

"This." Wang Ting stroked his beard and thought for a moment, then said, "It's not difficult to find a house, but you have to pay for it."

Without the Holy Father's words, he could not privately distribute the official residence to an official, so he had to buy it from the dental shop.

"I didn't say that I couldn't pay. I just want you to find a good house, preferably both."

A house with two entrances is already very big. Some sixth- and seventh-grade officials and their families only live in a small house with a courtyard, and they have to find another place to entertain guests.

"In that case, I will look for it carefully when I get back, and I will definitely find a good house." Wang Ting said.

The Marquis nodded and called the servants outside to come in: "Go and invite the Song family's children to come over." After thinking about it, he said, "Invite her mother too."

The servant agreed and ran away quickly.

Not long after, Chang An and Jiang Ruyi were led to the front hall.

After seeing the ceremony twice, Jiang and Chang An sat aside.

Wang Ting coughed lightly and said, "I have been entrusted by someone to ask you to make an amulet. Is it convenient?"

Chang'an blinked: "I don't know how to make amulets."

Wang Ting paused and had to add: "It's that sandalwood bead string." "No more." Chang'an said: "I bought that bead string on the way to Beijing. It's gone."

Wang Ting was stunned, but he didn't expect that the beads were actually bought on the road. "Then do you still have this kind of bead string?"

Changan shook his head.

Even if she had a string of beads, she didn't want to give it to someone she didn't know.

Wang Ting was silent for a moment and then asked: "Can you make something casually? Your father's commander wants to ask you for an amulet."

Changan frowned.

She knew that her father's commander could not be offended.

But I really don’t want to give the beads to someone I don’t know.

Wouldn't it be terrible if everyone came to ask her for it?

Mrs. Jiang interjected: "I'm really sorry. My daughter is young and has never made any amulets. If you really want it, sir, why not let the slave family make it."

Wang Ting frowned and had no choice but to agree.

It would be hard for him to explain to that person if he didn't bring an amulet back today. Alas, let's just leave it like that for the time being.

Later, Jiang Ruyi led Chang An back to her yard, took out a needle and thread and a piece of rag and began to sew a Vajra mantra on it.

After sewing, it was almost dark.

Chang'an held the talisman and looked at it for a long time. After hesitating for a long time, he poured a leaf into it.

Mrs. Jiang didn't pay attention to her daughter's actions and asked Lian Xin to hand over the charm to Mr. Wang who was still waiting, and she managed to fool him.

A few days later, heavy snow fell from the sky.

Chang'an had nothing to do, so he gave Lian Xin money and asked her to help him buy some paper, pens and paints to draw a comic book by himself.

She drew the little stories she knew on paper one by one, added explanations and dialogues, and then bound them into a book.

Each story only consists of a dozen or twenty drawings, which are outlined with fine charcoal and then colored. This way, the drawings can be completed very quickly, and the book can be completed in one day.

Zhang Yao and her brother came to play with her every day. They sat on the hot kang and read comic books. Sometimes Zhang Yuyan would knit wool and read Chang'an drawings.

Chang'an also heard Song Xiyue's inner complaints every day.

Later, Song Xiyue became silent and her complaints became less frequent, as if she had accepted her fate.

One day, Song Xiyue suddenly came and knelt in front of Jiang Ruyi, crying bitterly: "Aunt, it was all Xiyue's fault before. I shouldn't have betrayed myself. Now I regret it. Aunt, can you help me redeem myself?"

She signed a five-year contract, and it has only been one year. If she wants to redeem her life, she must pay double the amount of money.

However, she felt uncomfortable when she saw Chang An living like a young lady in the Hou Mansion all day long, without having to do any work. Even the young lady and the young master of the Hou Mansion called her sister.

Song Xiyue regretted that she was too impatient and was now in an embarrassing situation.

Nowadays, even the lowest maids and wives in the house don't like her very much, because they all know that their father is a murderer, and the person who killed him was the stepfather who raised him.

How can the children born from such a ruthless thing be any better? This is what the servants and women are talking about privately.

Jiang Ruyi helped him up and said calmly: "It's useless to beg me. When you were determined to sell yourself to the Marquis, you shouldn't say anything about redeeming yourself now. And the lady treats you well. You still have money every month." The best way is to take monthly money and stay in the Marquis Mansion, maybe you will find a good home in the future."

The old Zhao family has left Songjia Village and is nowhere to be found. Even if they send her back, no one will take her back. It is better to work as a maid in the Hou Mansion, which can be regarded as a place to settle down.

Song Xiyue cried and shook her head: "No, I don't want to be in the lady's yard anymore. I want to serve you by your side. Auntie, please take me in."

After saying that, Bang Bang Bang kowtowed to Mr. Jiang several times, until his forehead turned red.