Quick time travel villain god is a bit skinny

Chapter 607
Ling Xiao returned to Yinbing Xiaozhu, first changed his cloak, and the servant girl Ju Ling washed and washed his hands.

Ju Ling ordered the small kitchen to cook her a bowl of health-preserving lotus seed and white fungus soup. Although Ling Xiao didn't have much appetite, he still finished it slowly according to the original owner's rules.

At night, Ling Xiao sat cross-legged on the big carved mahogany bed to cultivate his inner strength. The lights in the warm pavilion were extinguished, and the cold and bright moonlight infiltrated the antique furniture and items in the window, adding a mysterious and distant atmosphere to the elegant and quiet bedroom.

At some point, there was a sudden sound of sneaky footsteps at the door, Ling Xiao opened his eyes calmly, and put down the curtain on the bed to cover his figure.

Ju Ling slept in the outside room, sleeping in a daze, and didn't notice any movement outside.

Someone lingered at the door in the dark for a while, and then left quietly!
Taking advantage of the bright moonlight, Ling Xiao clearly saw through the half-covered window that the other party was wearing the gray robes that servants used to, vaguely looking like a servant serving in the general's wife's room.

The next morning.

Ling Xiao randomly broke a branch in the yard and practiced martial arts in the open space.

At some point, Zhen Qiao walked in lightly holding a pot of newly bloomed peonies.

This peony variety is called Erqiao, with two-color flowers, delicate and soft, charming, just like the first makeup of a beauty, just like the famous Erqiao in the south of the Yangtze River.

Suspected to be the work of the Goddess Luo Chuan, she is so charming that she breaks the morning glow.

Zhen Qiao puts the potted plants on the window of the Nuan Pavilion, and said with a smile, "Miss! This is a variety I specially cultivated for you. It is definitely a pleasure to enjoy it when you have time to enjoy it."

Ling Xiao was dashing, and landed leisurely from mid-air, displaying an extraordinary lightness kung fu. She casually threw the branch that was used as a weapon in the yard, and walked slowly towards the Nuan Pavilion.

The green is bright and quiet, and the red clothes are light and deep.

The heart of the flower is sad, but the spring scenery does not know the heart.

Ling Xiao stretched out his hand to caress the petals of the Erqiao peony, which was in full flowering season. When he sniffed it carefully, there was a faint fragrance, neither hot nor hot, nor coquettish nor charming, quite a kind of glamor and lightness that is independent of the world.

Ling Xiao raised his heroic eyebrows, and asked leisurely, "Where's your building?"

Zhen Qiao shook her head and said with a smile: "I don't know. The Prime Minister will send me a message if there is anything. On the contrary, I can't disturb him at will, after all, he is also my master."

Ling Xiao looked at the other party carefully, and suddenly smiled inexplicably: "Did your house minister have any problems with Mrs. Huarui of the Jiaofang Division?"

Zhen Qiao answered truthfully: "Yes."

This time it was Ling Xiao who was taken aback, and asked suspiciously, "Why is Mrs. Huarui called by this name?"

Zhen Qiao stood respectfully with her hands down, and replied solemnly: "When Mrs. Huarui was 14 years old, her family gave her to Zi Yihou in the capital to marry her. She was quite famous for her talent, and was protected by Mr. Deng Hui, who was then the head of the Jiaofang Division, Fengluan. She has been working in the Jiaofang Division since then. In recent years, she has been promoted to Shaowu. Speaking of..."

"Ms. Huarui was married before, so naturally she can't be called by her boudoir name before leaving the court. Because she is good at the Jinghong Dance of the previous court, she was favored by the Secretary of the Jiaofang, so everyone gave her the nickname Mrs. Huarui. Over time, this nickname became popular. It is very popular in the capital..."

After listening to Zhen Qiao's explanation, Ling Xiao asked without distraction: "It seems that Mrs. Huarui's legendary experience is really incomparable to ordinary people. Who has she taken refuge in now?"

Zhen Qiao replied flatly: "I don't know the specific inside story. But I heard that Mrs. Huarui did have a relationship with Lou Xiang when she was not out of the cabinet. It's just that Lou Xiang didn't marry her, so she could only marry her with hatred. Zi Yihou was quite arrogant in the capital at that time."

Zhen Qiao said with a regretful smile: "Mr. Lou has wasted more than ten years of time, displaying his ambitions and serving the country wholeheartedly. He has not married a wife for a long time. I am afraid that he is quite taboo about his feelings back then."

Hearing this, Ling Xiao asked curiously: "Zhen Qiao, has your Lou Xiang ever liked Mrs. Huarui? Or is she unrequited love?"

Zhen Qiao shook her head, and replied honestly: "This subordinate doesn't know."

Ling Xiaoping retreated to the left and right, sat alone in front of the window, took out an ancient book from the bookshelf and read it slowly, until noon, Ju Ling and the maidservants came in with mahogany food boxes.

Four dishes and one soup, and two delicate and delicious fresh dim sum.

Ling Xiao used some briefly, remembering the sneaky shadow he had glimpsed last night, and asked Ju Ling, "Where is the dowry my mother left for me?"

Ju Ling seemed taken aback, and replied in a daze: "After the general married Xu Xian, he handed over the key to the treasury to his step-wife, and now the dowry prepared by the first wife for the young lady is probably in her hands."

Ling Xiao carefully reviewed the plot of the previous life.

The original owner was bestowed a marriage by the emperor, and when he married the second prince, the successor of the general's mansion deliberately withheld the dowry, shoddy it, and filled his private pockets with money.

And the original owner, that silly Baitian, only knew how to please the Second Prince, and was chasing the Second Prince all day long. He didn't care about the generous dowry left to her by her biological mother, and didn't even ask, which directly caused her to be dismissed as a concubine by the Second Prince. When he was young, he was struggling in the palace and had no relatives.

At that time, General Mu had already died in battle and was condemned by the emperor. If he had enough money to accompany him, even if the original owner left the wolf-hearted second prince and the palace, he could still protect himself and live a very nourishing life.

It's a pity that the original owner was unconventional and handed over the huge family property to others. After the death of General Mu, she was even more depressed, immersed in self-pity and failure all day long.

In this life, Ling Xiao must plan ahead and hold all the rich dowry left by the original owner's aunt in his own hands, and must not give it to others in vain.

Ling Xiao wanted to do it, and immediately brought Ju Ling to the door of the warehouse of the General's Mansion. The gatekeeper saw the eldest lady coming in person, and bowed in a hurry to curry favor.

Ling Xiao motioned for them to open the door, but the clerk looked embarrassed and said with a smile: "Miss, the key to the warehouse is in Madam's hands. Unless we get the key, we can't open the door."

Ling Xiao squinted his bright peach blossom eyes, and said with a smile: "Madam's consent must be obtained?"

The guy's attitude was friendly and respectful, and he replied: "You can say that."

Ling Xiao ignored it, went straight to the gate of the warehouse, sacrificed a Jiuyou real fire, and burned the iron lock of the warehouse in an instant.

Clap!The iron lock fell off!

The gatekeeper covered his mouth in astonishment, and asked incredulously, "Miss, what is this?"

Ling Xiao smiled lightly: "It's fine if you can open the door. Doesn't this lady even have this right in the mansion? Turn around and tell Madam, all the dowry in the warehouse belongs to me."

Xiaoqiang hid in the dark and gave a thumbs up in admiration.

The young lady is still so violent!
Ling Xiao pushed open the door of the warehouse, and with a creak, two heavy iron doors opened heavily, revealing various treasure chests and oak shelves for storing precious items inside.

Ling Xiao called in the maid Ju Ling and several other confidantes of the original owner to count them together.

Ju Ling seemed a little overjoyed, this was the first time she had seen her daughter's tough tactics.

It is difficult to move an inch without money, this truth can only be truly understood by servant girls like them.

And a girl in a boudoir who has no worries about food and clothing like the original owner is really easy to indulge in illusory love.

After careful counting, it took Ju Ling and several servant girls more than two hours to barely count all the rich dowry left by the original owner's aunt.

It's not as rich as an enemy, but it can definitely allow the original owner to live the rest of his life in peace.

(End of this chapter)