Rebirth Strategy: Please let me go

Since he said he wanted to make a private seal for Gu Qingchen, he couldn't just find any material. Just now in Junlan Pavilion, An Jinshu made up an excuse for his performance. Now that she got back to the house, she had a headache. What could she do in this house? There are very few materials for making private seals, and they are all ordinary materials, so it is not possible.

She thought about it and suddenly thought that her grandmother had a good piece of material. If she could get it, she wouldn't have to spend money to buy it, so she called the red carp and the green radish and rushed to Ruyiyuan happily.

As soon as he walked to the entrance of Ruyi Courtyard, An Jinshu saw a few unfamiliar women and maids. The clothes and attire they wore were not from the Duhufu Palace.

Hong Li immediately whispered: "It's the prefect's wife and her family who are here to visit."

An Jinshu raised his eyebrows. Mu, the governor of Yangzhou, had an impression. If I remember correctly, there seemed to be a talented girl in her family who was able to write poems at the age of three and write poems at the age of seven. She just got hairpin this year.

After a slight pause, An Jinshu stepped closer to the main house. The maids and women guarding the door saw a girl, Tingting, walking from not far away, and their mouths opened wide.

The girl is about eleven or twelve years old, with pale eyebrows like autumn water, jade skin accompanied by the breeze, the jade hairpins in her hair jingling as she moves lightly in lotus steps, wearing pink lotus and gold brocade cocked-toe shoes, and wearing a jade brocade silk lotus silk dress. , as graceful as a little lotus fairy, making people feel love and compassion.

When the person approached, the maids and women had not yet reacted. It was Lihua, the maid of Ruyiyuan, who coughed twice that woke them up.

After waking up, they hurriedly lowered their heads and did not dare to do anything again. Seeing this, Lihua raised her head proudly and hurriedly saluted An Jinshu: "I have seen the third lady."

Miss Three?

The servants of the Prefect's Mansion lowered their heads and looked at each other in shock. They were shocked when they thought of the rumors outside. It was rumored that the third lady of the Governor's Mansion was hot-tempered and unreasonable, with a nose like garlic and eyes like soybeans, but the person in front of them was clearly a fairy.

"Is grandma here?" An Jinshu asked softly.

Lihua nodded quickly and took out the silk curtain: "It's inside."

An Jinshu calmly stepped into the room, leaving a group of servants outside looking at each other in disbelief.

When Lihua put down the silk curtain, people in the prefecture's mansion were about to ask her a few words, when they heard footsteps coming from the door of the courtyard.

The servants of the Prefect's Mansion followed the sound and stayed where they were again.

There used to be unpleasant rumors from outside, saying that the Protectorate Palace seemed to be a high-ranking and powerful family, but in fact it was an empty shell. The two men had been gone for more than ten years, and one day they might die in a war outside, and the two bodies would be brought back. The Protectorate only existed in name only.

In the past, every lady from the big and small aristocratic families in the huge city of Yangzhou didn't secretly laugh at the Protector's wife for being a widow. What's more, the wretch made up an extremely unpleasant limerick and sung it all over the streets.

They all still remember the words of the limerick.

Recently I eat less and wear less because I am too frugal about bed.

Hearing the complaints from the lady in the house, she just wished she didn't have the opportunity to crawl into bed.

There is no such thing as a beautiful woman in this world. I met her every night and dreamed of wet curtains.

I want to be that flower picker, partying and having no sleep every night.

It's a pity that a woman has a wolf husband, and her old years are in vain...

This limerick was composed after the disciple's imagination every night after encountering the Duhufu's carriage by chance and meeting the Duhufu's female family members. It almost became a joke among the people in Yangzhou City after dinner.

If their prefect had not stopped it because he felt it was unsightly, this limerick would probably still be circulating in the streets.

Now that the men of the Protectorate have returned with their incredible achievements and wealth, the aristocratic family that used to secretly ridicule them immediately caught the wind and rushed to flatter them.

The maids and ladies of the Prefect's Mansion smacked their lips as they looked at the seven-foot-old man with astonishment in their eyes. They somewhat understood why their wives were rushing to bring the eldest lady over. Such a brave and handsome man might not be able to get through if he didn't strike first. How long has it been hers?

An Jinran strode to the door in two strides. When he saw the ladies and maids of the Prefect's Mansion looking at him infatuatedly, he immediately snorted coldly and glanced at them like arrows.

The servants of the prefect's mansion immediately shrank their necks and backed away in fear.

Lihua glanced at the maids and wives of the Governor's Mansion with disdain. In the past, servants from these aristocratic families would laugh at them when they met outside, saying that the Protector's Mansion was a collection of women with no yang energy, and Lihua still remembered how arrogant they were. .

Now that they looked like this, they finally felt proud and proud. They straightened their chests and showed their best manners and whispered softly to An Jinran: "Young master, you are here. The old lady is waiting for you inside."

An Jinran hummed coldly, and then entered the room.

"Is this the Cavalry General personally appointed by the late Emperor? This figure and spirit are so handsome."

As soon as An Jinran entered the house, the little maid at the door couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.

"Miss, you are so lucky."

Another little maid echoed.

Lihua was unhappy when she heard that, snorted disdainfully, and interrupted them in a bad tone: "It's not even a matter of horoscopes, my eldest young master is a dragon among men, even if he is married to a princess, you are too happy too early ”

There was a thin silk curtain separating the inside of the house from the outside. Although Lihua deliberately lowered her voice when she said this, the words she said were still transmitted intermittently into the house.

Everyone in the room had different expressions. Mrs. An, An Jinshu and others were fine, but the prefect's wife and the prefect's daughter had ugly faces, turning blue and white at one moment.

An Jinshu and An Jinran were sitting side by side. Seeing that the prefecture lady always peeked at her brother from time to time, she smiled and pushed her brother with her arm. She leaned over and teased in a low voice: "Brother, look at the prefecture lady looking at you." Woolen cloth."

When An Jinran heard what she said, he raised his head and looked at the woman opposite, but his peeping eyes happened to collide, and both of them were stunned.

Mu Rongrong didn't expect that she would be caught peeping and her face suddenly turned red. She turned her head away and didn't dare to look.

An Jinran didn't expect to meet the other person's eyes by chance, and then he coughed twice in embarrassment, holding up the teacup to hide his confused look.

Looking at this scene, An Jinshu secretly covered her mouth and chuckled, then turned her eyes back to Mu Rongrong. The girl was shy. The gesture just now made her even the roots of her ears turn red. She was hanging her head right now. Her slender hands grasped the handkerchief and kept twisting it, but she didn't dare to raise her head.

Mrs. An, who was sitting at the top, could not have seen their movements. She showed a loving and gentle smile and said to An Jinran and An Jinshu: "This is Mrs. Zhou and Miss Mu."

As soon as she spoke, Mrs. Zhou was visibly relieved. She had heard what was said outside the house just now. To be honest, she also knew that there was a disparity in the identities of the two parties. If the old lady didn't speak, her final outcome would be to leave in despair with her daughter. , Fortunately, the other party didn't take what the little maid said just to heart.

The old lady smiled gently and pointed to the two people below her: "These are my naughty granddaughter and my careless grandson that I told you."

As he spoke, he shook his head helplessly, as if he was extremely troubled by the two of them, but everyone present could hear the pride and doting in his tone, and such an introduction was just self-effacing.

After hearing what she said, Mrs. Zhou quickly stood up and pulled Mu Rongrong to salute An Jinran. Although she was the wife of the prefect, in terms of actual power, the post of prefect was not as powerful as that of a hussar general. In terms of seniority, she did not need to salute, but Regarding her status, she couldn't be rude.

"The Zhou family of the Nu family has met the general."

"My little girl Mu Rongrong has met the general and wishes him well."

As a junior, An Jinran could not really accept the other party's courtesy. He quickly stood up and clasped his fists to return the salute: "Junior An Jinran has been fighting with his father since he was a child. If he is not polite, he still expects his wife to show mercy."

Mrs. Zhou had already liked him when she saw that he had a dignified appearance and extraordinary figure. Now that she saw that he was in an important position but was neither humble nor arrogant, and was modest and polite, she fell in love with him even more. She also held Mu Rongrong's hand tightly, Mu Rongrong. He glanced sideways at her and blushed even more when he saw his mother's satisfied look.