Report to the Marquis! The Madam went to the military camp to flirt with men again

After receiving Abu's report, Lin Zhuwei hurriedly called for a carriage to come over.

When Qian Yuechu called Fu Lang in a tender voice, she had already arrived at the door. She wanted to go in quickly, but unexpectedly Fu Junyan helped her mother. She simply stood at the door and watched the fun.

It was not until Fu Junyan used clear water to distinguish silver that Lin Zhuwei secretly sighed: Could it be that this guy had watched "Young Justice Bao"?

Seeing how skillfully Fu Junyan used this plot, if he hadn't lived in ancient times, she would have doubted whether he had written the script for the TV series.

Just as she was thinking, Lin Zhuwei raised her leg and wanted to go in, but she heard Qian Yuechu say dissatisfiedly: "Fu Lang, why are you helping her? She is just a butcher."

The implication is that there is no need to quarrel with the powerful Cai Yixuan over a person who is not worthy.

Before Fu Junyan could respond, a clear voice came from outside the door and interrupted her:

"What happened to the butcher?"

Fu Junyan and Qian Yuechu turned their heads to look over at the same time.

Seeing that it was Lin Zhuwei, Yu's mother was very happy. Just as she was about to call her, she was stopped by Lin Zhuwei with a gesture. She understood immediately and stood quietly aside.

"Why are you here again?" Qian Yuechu frowned. He really wondered if he had forgotten to check the almanac before going out, and that's why he kept running into this "plague god".

Unfortunately, this "plague god" in front of her is really enough to defeat her.

Lin Zhuwei raised his voice and asked, "What? Are you Nuwa? Did you fill the sky, or did you release the air? Can't I see or smell it?"

"Pfft!"

Wu Er and A Bu couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Fu Junyan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, a smile flashed in his eyes, but he had to turn his head and warn Wu Er with his eyes, making him cover his mouth quickly, but he still couldn't help but snickering.

"It's unreasonable!" Qian Yuechu scolded with a red face.

"Am I unreasonable? Then tell me, what did the butcher do to you? Did she eat your rice or burn your house?"

Lin Zhuwei said in a deep voice: "You are just lucky enough to be born in a wealthy family, and you can have everything you want. But how can you be so disrespectful of other people's jobs?"

"They work hard to earn a living, pay taxes to the country, work from dawn to dusk, and never slack off. Who have they offended? Do you feel any gratitude towards them while you eat the delicious meat dishes?"

Lin Zhuwei spoke loudly, and Yu's mother, who was protected by her, had tears in her eyes. She had always thought that this stepdaughter was not close to her, or even hated her, but she didn't expect that she would love and care for her so much.

Qian Yuechu's face turned pale with anger, but he dared not say anything.

"Although we are dressed in silk and satin, they are covered in coarse cloth. But apart from that, do we have one more pair of eyes or one more pair of hands than they do? No! The only thing that can distinguish the noble from the humble is not occupation, but the human heart!"

These words were truly eye-opening, causing Wu Er and A Bu, who were in a servant position, to have light in their eyes.

Fu Junyan couldn't help but look sideways.

This woman's words implied that all beings were equal. Her realm was so high. It had to be said that Fu Junyan was quite shocked.

"Fu...Fu Lang, that's not what I meant." Qian Yuechu's face turned pale and he could only murmur weakly.

Fu Junyan nodded lightly and said nothing.

However, Lin Zhuwei's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, and he raised his eyebrows at Fu Junyan: "Master Fu, you have helped me so much, don't you plan to introduce me to Miss Qian?"

"What introduction?" Qian Yuechu became alert.

"Master Fu, do you also look down on her because she is just a butcher?" Lin Zhuwei blinked and said provocatively.

This woman!

No wonder Qian Ren'an said that she was good at taking advantage of the situation and it was worth it to climb up the pole.

Fu Junyan's eyes were deep and his expression was normal, with no emotion visible.

Just when Lin Zhuwei thought he would not respond, she heard his magnetic voice: "How could it be? Mother-in-law."

"Mother-in-law...Mother-in-law?" Qian Yuechu was greatly shocked and his mind was a little unstable.

The person he helped turned out to be Yu Shaoruo's mother!

This was not what shocked her the most. She was horrified to find that Fu Junyan could actually acknowledge Yu's mother's identity with a calm expression!

Is this still the Fu Lang she knew?

"Fu... Fu Lang..."

Seeing her about to cry, Lin Zhuwei felt happy, so he interrupted her and said to Yu's mother with his head held high:

"Mother, is this the rouge you bought for me?"

Yu's mother nodded quickly.

Lin Zhuwei laughed and said, "Why waste this money!"

Before she traveled through time, her skin was prone to allergies, so she rarely used cosmetics.

For this reason, she has developed a habit of carefully checking the ingredient description every time she buys a moisturizer, so that she can actually make a simple moisturizing lotion herself using some flowers and plants.

"It's not expensive, just accept it." Yu's mother said quickly.

But Lin Zhuwei took the thing from her hand, turned slightly, and said in a loud voice: "Shopkeeper Lin, please return the rouge my mother bought."

Shopkeeper Lin was a little stunned, but he didn't dare to offend this sharp-tongued customer, so he quickly asked the waiter to count the silver and personally delivered it to Yu's mother.

Lin Zhuwei shook the things in his hand, took out an eyebrow pencil, and then returned the rest to Shopkeeper Lin. He said calmly, "Shopkeeper Lin, this eyebrow pencil is your apology to us, how about it?"

Shopkeeper Lin was so bitter that he couldn't say anything, but he had made the mistake first, so he had to swallow his anger and force a smile: "It's my duty, I hope Madam Fu doesn't blame me."

The corners of Fu Junyan's lips twitched.

This woman is really like a goose that passes by and a beast that leaves its skin behind.

Qian Yuechu called out again, "Fu Lang."

"Chu'er, let Xiaodie take you back first. I have something else to do, so I'll go to the bank first."

Before leaving, Fu Junyan gave Lin Zhuwei a meaningful look, and then left without looking back despite Qian Yuechu's repeated calls.

When Fu Junyan came back at night, a chess endgame was already set on the table.

Lin Zhuwei stood three feet away from the chessboard, smiling flatteringly, holding up a piece of paper that read: [Want a game?]

Fu Junyan snorted and laughed. Is this woman looking for trouble?

But he didn't reject her, he just sat down with a sneer and put down the first black piece. But he saw Lin Zhuwei took out a long hollow bamboo from somewhere.

She put a white seed into the bamboo from one end, lifted the bamboo slightly, and the white seed slid through the sharpened hole at the other end of the bamboo and landed at the position she wanted.

Humph.

She was very obedient to his request at this moment. She stayed three feet away and never stepped beyond the rules.

Fu Junyan pulled the corners of his lips, thinking only of torturing her and then mocking her.

Who would have thought that after all the games, Lin Zhuwei actually played like a great general. He had strong defense, both offense and defense, and a reasonable layout. He not only knew how to lure the enemy deep into his territory, but also could occasionally attack his "rear" when he was least prepared.

Fu Junyan began to sit up straight and concentrate. He thought he could win easily, but looking at the overall situation, Lin Zhuwei only lost one piece to him.

You know, he is a master who can kill anyone. Qian Ren'an can't even fight him for half a game, so he will definitely be defeated.

I didn't expect that this woman in front of me, standing with a long bamboo pole, could actually play chess with him for a whole incense stick of time. Fu Junyan's eyes changed again and again, and he couldn't help but secretly admire her.

Lin Zhuwei looked calm, with a smile on her lips. But her heart was already filled with excitement. She could feel that after a game of chess, Fu Junyan's attitude towards her was changing little by little.

She laughed inwardly. She couldn't help but think of herself before she traveled through time, how she was "tortured" by the devilish teacher in the interest class, and how she was forced by the old lady to sit in front of the computer and play chess with the machine.

She had memorized those endgames by heart, so even if she couldn't win the game against Fu Junyan, she wouldn't lose too badly.

She actually didn't like playing chess very much, but her mother kept complaining that she was impatient, easily irritable, and didn't follow through on her work.

Playing chess could train her character, so he insisted on forcing her to attend a training class every night after class.

Thank God, the old lady's obsessive dedication to the training class allowed her to live easily in ancient times.

After losing another game, Lin Zhuwei felt bored and a little sleepy. She yawned ungracefully and poked the back of Fu Junyan's hand on the table with a long bamboo stick, signaling him to look up at her.

Then she used lip language to silently say word by word: [No, play, anymore. Sleep, now.]

Fu Junyan's face darkened. He was playing chess with great enthusiasm and finally felt like he had met a worthy opponent. However, after saying this, she walked straight to the warm couch and fell asleep.

This woman!

She really didn't care about his expression at all!

Fu Junyan gritted his teeth and suppressed the urge to pull the woman up and fight her again.

Damn it! How can she be so good at chess?

The next day, Fu Junyan returned home early, which was a rare occasion. He went straight to the room and was slightly disappointed to see that there was no chess game on the table.

Unable to resist the urge, I poured myself a cup of tea. I took a sip and found it bitter and hard to swallow.

He put down the teacup and called out, "Wu Er!"

Wu Er quickly trotted in, and seeing that he looked unhappy, he asked cautiously, "Master, what's wrong?"

"Is this tea left over from the previous night? Why is it so unpalatable?"

Wu Er stretched his neck to take a peek, somewhat puzzled, and could only whisper, "Master, isn't this the pre-rain Longjing tea you usually drink?"

"It's poured out! Brew it again!"

Wu Ermo dared not disobey. As soon as he took the teapot and turned around, he heard Fu Junyan's words squeezed out from between his teeth: "Where is she?"

Oh! The young master was unhappy, not because the tea was not good, but because the young mistress was not here!