Their Lucky Star Was Transmigrated!

"A chicken in the left hand, a duck in the right hand, and a fat doll on his back..."

Fubao, who was sitting on the kang, heard what his father said, and his whole person was not good.

She knows the lyrics.

It is a very festive song that has been popular in 80 years.

"Back to Mother's Home"!

But here is a country called "Tang" in unknown time and space.

"Could it be that my grandmother, who died young, was Senior Crossing?"

"Dog sellers, you are a god!"

"Want to be so magical?"

Fubao is really not calm anymore, there is no way to calm down at all.

Doesn’t it mean that all those who travel through are the children of luck?

But why did her grandmother end up like that? The most tragic thing is that her grandmother married such an irresponsible man!

Having been in this time and space for so long, Fubao became interested in someone for the first time.

Even if it was the saltpeter made by her third brother before, Fubao didn't think it was too amazing. After all, this method was discovered by alchemists very early, but it was of no use in this respect.

But now, these two lyrics by her father made Fu Bao interested in her grandmother who died young.

It's a pity that her grandmother's things were taken back by the Zhao family many years ago.

I don't know if it is possible for me to get what my grandmother used to do, maybe I can find some clues.

When Fu Bao was carried on the carriage by Mrs. Xu, she was still thinking about it.

Perhaps, after she met this little uncle who had been cursed by her once, she would know some answers.

Thinking of this, Fubao decided to wait a while to cheer up and observe carefully.

...

The carriage babbled and drove out of Lingshui Village towards Sanhe Town.

At this time, Sanhe Town was quite lively.

In this era, although traffic relies on walking and communication relies on roaring, the delivery of certain messages is really not slow.

For example, the fact that Zhao Bingzhen was canonized as a rich man by Emperor Yongping has long been spread.

Not long after the imperial decree read the imperial edict, someone came to the door to beg to see Zhao Bingzhen, a freshly baked first-class wealthy man.

Some of the people who came to the gate followed all the way from the capital, as well as officials from the Xiangyi Mansion and the local clans.

If someone else was banned, perhaps it would not have caused such a sensation, but it was the second master of the Zhao family, the Zhao family in the capital, and the Zhao family who was rich in the enemy.

And Zhao Bingzhen, the second master Zhao is also famous for having some gold and wonderful hands.

According to unreliable gossip, Emperor Yongping deliberately let Zhao Bingxuan serve as Shangshu.

No one knows where this gossip came from?

However, the Hubu Shangshu is now very old, and he had already submitted his resignation twice before, and they were all left by Emperor Yongping.

In this juncture, Zhao Bingzhen has become a rich man, how can people not think too much?

"Master, people outside are waiting, do you want to meet?"

Zhao Rui is not happy at all now. He had known that his master had been the master and had all these troubles, so he didn't want to rush back in such a hurry.

"Is my nephew here yet?"

Zhao Bingzhen casually flipped through the greetings Zhao Rui had brought in, and casually threw them aside.

"I didn't see it!"

Zhao Rui replied irritably.

Although he had just received a lot of small gifts outside, he was still in a bad mood.

"Oh, this is a long temper!"

Zhao Bingzheng looked at Zhao Rui with a smile, and felt that this little apprentice was floating.

"Master, you don't know how annoying those people are!"

"It's like a swarm of flies, buzzing... the most important thing is, look, look!"

Zhao Rui took out a bunch of small gifts from the sleeve cage.

What little silver fruit, little golden beans, and some people stuffed a silver ticket grandiosely, but the denomination is only five taels of silver, uh, some people stuffed a purse, oh, there is a pearl in it. .

"Isn't this great!"

Zhao Bingzhen smiled unkindly.

"In the past, you didn't often say that you were too bad in charge, and no one gave you gifts!"

"Look, how many gifts did you receive?"

"Master, you are enough!"

Zhao Rui rolled his eyes, "Disciple, I am the steward next to the rich and honourable, am I the one who badly pays?"

"Then what's the difference?"

"difference……"

Zhao Rui directly interfaced, and then dumbfounded, what's the difference? He is not bad at all!

"Okay, don't be awkward, go out and guard. If my nephew comes, bring them in. As for the others, no matter who sent them, please send them away!"

This rich man is destined to be impossible to have any intersection with the nobles or local tycoons.

Why did the emperor so generously give himself the title of Noble Marquis, isn't it just because he has a "no queen"?

If the titles of the Tang Dynasty were not specifically indicated as hereditary replacements when conferring the titles, then all the titles were downgraded.

Therefore, the royal court for the meritorious people is often promoted from the low-level to the high-level, and the promotion is very difficult. After all, how can it be so easy if you don't have to pay 12 cents of hard work if you want to seal your wife's shadow?

But Zhao Bingzhen, he just donated a sum of silver, although the amount of silver is indeed a bit huge.

A product of wealth and honor!

The title of Datang is never cheap.

This is not cheap, and it cannot be measured purely by gold and silver.

But now, his Zhao Bingzhen, this Juewei was purely exchanged for gold and silver.

It's not fair.

Zhao Rui saw that there was something wrong with his master's expression, so he didn't say anything, but bowed out, and then retired.

Of course, if Zhao Bingzhen did not see those people, Zhao Rui still had to say euphemistically that Lord Hou would not see guests today, and let these people go back first.

When Mr. Xu took Mr. Xu, Mrs. Xu and Fu Bao to the town, when the carriage arrived outside the Zhao’s Inn, he saw a group of people coming out of the inn.

Zhao Ruizheng smiled and gifted these people out, and looked up to see Mr. Xu and Mr. Xu coming by in a carriage, the smile on his face increased.

In the next moment, Zhao Rui left behind the group of people he had greeted happily just now, and greeted Mr. Xu.

"I have seen Xiaoyilang, my master Hou is waiting for you!"

"It's up to you to lead the way!"

Father Xu was expressionless.

He was very reluctant to come to see Zhao Bingzhen, his little uncle.

But who would have thought that his little uncle would actually get the title of Noble Marquis?

When Mrs. Xu got out of the carriage holding Fubao, Boss Xu walked to the back of the carriage and was busy with two more chickens and two ducks in her hands.

Such a scene fell in the eyes of the group of people who were refused by Zhao Bingxuan to meet, and they were all infinitely bewildered.

What kind of Taoism is this?

Is it necessary to bring this kind of local product to meet the rich and honourable?