I am ordinary in quick time travel

Chapter 121 I'm a Princess 4
When he got Han Wei's consent, Jing En went back to the room in the front yard with confidence and read the identity information of Linglang and Yibin that Fu Shuang had brought back.
Linglang is a native of Fengdao. She has neither father nor mother. She was sold to Yahang by her uncle.

As for Yifing, in Fengdao, their family is the most ordinary poor people. Kefushuang's communication channel is not simple, and the news on Yifing's ancestors is also on paper.
Fang Yifeng, father Fang Lie, mother Feng Xi'er, is a member of the imperial capital.

Fang Ping, Fang Yifeng's grandfather, was an official in the court ten years ago. He was a second-rank official. Later, he was framed and resigned voluntarily. He died of illness on the way.

Before Fang's family came to Fangping, they had been officials for generations. Although they did not reach the second rank, their positions in the court were an indispensable part.
It's a pity that Fang Ping's government is big, the tree is big, and there are many jealous people, and the danger will come. It happens overnight.

After reading their information, Jing En handed the two of them to him.
"I'm going back to the imperial capital in a few days. Since the two of you have sold yourself to my house, I will wear you when I leave. After tonight, you two will go home and catch up with the family. Come back tomorrow afternoon."

Hearing this, both of them were stunned, Linglang never thought that before she was born, she could still go to the imperial capital.

And Yi Fen was shocked, the imperial capital was the Fang family's nightmare.

After taking a full look at the application of Yan Ling, Jing En didn't say anything, and waved them away.

Yiling pursed her lips, said nothing, and left with Linglang.

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Jing En ate a seafood feast in the evening, and Han Wei's craftsmanship, I have to say, was comparable to that of the imperial chef in the imperial dining room of the imperial capital.

Thinking about it, Jing En changed his mind.

After the meal, she specially asked Fushuang to invite Han Wei to the front yard,

"Sit down and talk."

Jing En pointed to the stone bench next to her and motioned for Han Wei to sit down.

Han Wei took a look at her, and slowly sat down on the stone bench, carefully, for fear that she, the master, would be unfavorable to him.

Jing En personally poured a cup of tea for him and handed it to him. He took it with his head down, took a sip and then put it down.

Looking at her eyes with seriousness and caution,
"Does the master have anything to order?"

"My family lacks a cook, and I will hire you with a lot of money. Would you like it?"

"Is what the master is talking about the real home of the master?"

"Yes, in the imperial capital, remuneration is not an issue. Are you willing?"

Han Wei hesitated for a moment.
"Master, can I think about it, after all, the imperial capital is really far away."

Jing En nodded, "No problem, when will you think it over, and when will you tell me, I will stay here for another six or seven days."

"Okay, master, then I'll go home first."

"Ah."

Jing En watched Han Wei's figure disappear, put down the tea cup in his hand, met the surprised Fu Shuang's gaze beside him, chuckled, and stood up.
"Little girl, you forgot, every time I go out to play with your princess, I have to bring someone back with me."

Fu Shuang nodded,

"This servant just didn't expect that you would bring a country cook back. This man looks like a reckless man who has never read a book. He can't tell anything except cooking."

Jing En laughed, stretched out her finger and tapped her forehead,

"You, just tell me like this, but don't let others hear."

It hurts my self-esteem...

Fu Shuang pouted,

"He's gone long ago and can't hear him at all."

Outside the courtyard, someone 'can't hear'...

He looked up at the sky, touched his nose, and left quietly.

Jing En's inner strength was stronger than Fu Shuang's, so he naturally found Han Wei who had stayed outside for a while and didn't leave. Seeing Fu Shuang's unawareness, he laughed.

After laughing enough, Jing En walked in the yard for a while to eat, and then went back to the room to sleep.

A good night's sleep. The next day, the master and the servant stayed in the house for a whole day. Although they are two people, if someone is interested, they will definitely find them. It's not good to be targeted. It's better to keep a low profile.

Not enough, if you don’t go out during the day, you will naturally go out at night,
As midnight approached, Jing En and Fu Shuang changed into the clothes they had prepared in advance, and quietly left the house.

Go straight to the most luxurious place in the main city,

The most luxurious place in the main city is the residence of Lin Cong, the parent official of Fengdao.

Jing En and Fu Shuang hid their figures all the way, and hurried to Lin Cong's residence.

Half an hour later, Jing En and Fu Shuang were lying on the roof of the warehouse in Lin Cong's mansion, looking indifferently at the figure who looked like a housekeeper who was counting the inventory in the warehouse,

After watching for a while, Jing En gestured to Fu Shuang to watch from here, and she changed places to continue watching.

Lin Cong's study was the first place they looked. There was nothing important, except for a few letters with a certain minister in the court, and a few ledgers.

At this moment, Jing En was heading towards the backyard. It was rumored that this Lin Cong had eighteen concubines, and most of them were obtained by forceful means.
What happened last time on Fengdao Island was because Lin Cong fell in love with a girl from a good family, so he directly took care of that girl, threatening to let her be his No. 19 concubine,
The girl didn't want to, so she committed suicide directly.
There was a fatal accident, but the girl's family had a clever person, who spread the news to a certain city in the north, and spread the news, but that clever person also ended up miserable, dying unexpectedly.

Bailiyang only knew about it, so he sent Jing En over to have a look.

After walking around the backyard, I saw Lin Cong who was working hard in the room of a young and beautiful concubine.
The white flowers are unbearable to look at,
Jing En didn't look at it and moved to another place.

Lin Cong was visited by her in every concubine's room,
Instead, let her find a few ledgers and a few letters, browse through them roughly by moonlight, Jing En put away all the ledgers,

After thinking about it, he simply visited all the rooms in Lin Cong's mansion, including the servant's room.

However, there is nothing in the servants' rooms.

Back on the roof of the warehouse, Jing En patted Fu Shuang on the shoulder, signaling her to leave.

Fushuang gently put the uncovered tiles back into place and left quietly with Jing En.

On a tree not far away, a hidden figure looked at the back of the two of them leaving, his eyes were dim, and he left quietly after a long time.

After Jing En and Fu Shuang went back, Jing En was in the room and carefully read all the ledgers and letters in his hand.
Finally decided to stay another day tomorrow and return to the imperial capital early in the morning the day after tomorrow.

Jing En wrote another letter to Bailiyang, asking Fushuang to send him away overnight.

As for Lin Cong, what kind of expression he would die after losing his account book and letters is not within the scope of Jing En's consideration.

The next morning, she and Fu Shuang continued to go shopping, but stayed at the house in the afternoon. After dinner, she asked Han Wei again whether he wanted to go back with her, and told him her The schedule was advanced and she had to go back earlier.

"Master, are you leaving early tomorrow morning?"

"Itinerary, I have to leave tomorrow. Have you considered what I told you before?"

"I... have no arrangements at home yet. Is it too anxious to leave tomorrow?"

Jing En smiled,

"Did you agree to be my cook?"

"The host's conditions are very good, very tempting."

As soon as he said this, he admitted that he was going to the imperial capital to be a cook.

(End of this chapter)