Spoiling my mistress and swallowing my dowry? After my rebirth, I changed my marriage to a powerful

At the palace gate, Concubine Xi had already sent a sedan chair to pick up Xie Zhaozhao. Yuanyuan got off the carriage first and reached out to help Xie Zhaozhao get down.

Seeing her get off the car, Gu Shaoyu asked his guard Nanxing to slow down and stop at a farther place so as not to disturb her.

Xie Zhaozhao strictly abided by the rules and was extremely particular about every step. Even when getting off the carriage, her back was straight, and the hairpin earrings on her head did not shake at all, let alone looking around.

Gu Shaoyu only saw her profile.

She has a skin as white as ice and bones, and an unparalleled charm.

It is light and elegant, yet stunningly gorgeous, like a mountain snow lotus, so beautiful that it seems out of reach.

After Xie Zhaozhao left in the sedan chair, he did not call her into the palace.

He silently looked at the direction where Xie Zhaozhao left, with a smile on his face. Her shadow did not fade away with time, but like a gorgeous painting, it slowly unfolded in his mind over and over again.

Xie Zhaozhao entered Concubine Xi's Xingning Palace and knelt down to pay her respects.

Since the emperor was not around, Imperial Concubine Xi pulled her to her side and told the palace maids and Yuanyuan to wait in the courtyard so that the aunt and niece could have a good talk.

Concubine Xi still looked the same as in my memory, graceful, young and beautiful. Because she had no complaints and no disputes, my aunt's face looked particularly peaceful and generous.

"I heard that you and Lord Gu are engaged. My aunt is very happy. This man has a good reputation."

My aunt was like an old mother and was very satisfied with this marriage.

"Your grandfather really wronged you for the favor he owed you. I originally thought you were going to get engaged to the young master Gu, but later I heard that you were engaged to the third son of the Gu family, so I felt relieved."

"Aunt doesn't like the son of Marquis Pingyang?" Xie Zhaozhao was surprised.

In her previous life, she exchanged engagement letters with Gu Chengyan, and her aunt also brought her into the palace. At that time, she only said that he was a good and talented young man.

She never knew what Gu Chengyan was like in her aunt's heart.

"I always feel that he is a little fake." Concubine Xi said bluntly, "I suspect that his poems and songs are all plagiarized, or that they were ghostwritten by an expert."

"Whenever his writings came out, they were always amazing and circulated among thousands of people. I also thought he was a rare talent. But once at a palace banquet, he was asked to write a poem on a sudden topic. I saw that he was very nervous. Later, he was drunk and passed out, and he didn't finish the poem."

From that time on, Concubine Xi took note of it and got all the poems and articles written by Gu Chengyan and asked several great scholars to analyze them.

The great scholars unanimously concluded that although these poems are all amazing, they were definitely not written by one person. Many of them were written in his later years after he had experienced many vicissitudes of life. It is impossible for someone of Gu Chengyan's age and experience to write such poems.

"To be honest, when I knew that the two families would be getting married, I asked someone to test his talent. Just as I guessed, his poems and songs seemed to be accidental. In terms of knowledge, he is barely a scholar."

His Majesty also had the same suspicion as Concubine Xi. He praised his writing skills but did not use him as much as he did Lord Gu.

Xie Zhaozhao pursed her lips and said nothing. There were many things she didn't understand in her previous life, but after her rebirth, when she thought about Guan Yingying's origins, everything became clear to her.

A hint of mockery crept into the corners of his eyes.

Concubine Xi talked to her for a long time. When the time came, she was reluctant to leave, so she asked her, "Is there anything you need help with?"

Xie Zhaozhao said: "I want to ask my aunt for someone who is reliable, skillful and capable of handling things."

"What do you want?"

"I want to open a grocery store in the capital."

"Why are you thinking of opening a grocery store? I guess you don't need food and clothes in the mansion?"

A lady from a wealthy family like her has the same amount of food, clothing and other expenses as princes and princesses. She is pampered in the mansion and has no shortage of food and clothing.

Besides, what does she need a grocery store? My sister-in-law's dowry contains dozens of prosperous stores, right?

"It's not about making money," she said with a faint smile.

If it's not for making money, then it's just to restrain certain people.

Concubine Xi patted her head and said, "Then I will help you think about it later."

After coming out of the palace, Yuan Yuanman asked her, "Miss, shall we go back home?"

Xie Zhaozhao shook his head: "Go to South City."

The layout of the capital is that the east is rich and the west is noble, while the north is poor and the south is humble.

A noble lady like Xie Zhaozhao would generally not go to places like South City and North City.

Yuanyuan didn’t know why Xie Zhaozhao wanted to go to these places, but she had to follow her master’s orders.

After crossing the Xuanhe Bridge, you will arrive at the South City.

Everywhere you look are refugees who have come to the capital to spend the winter and have not yet returned home, as well as prisoners who have been tattooed.

There are all kinds of people, and the streets are messy and dirty. It is definitely the cancer of Kyoto.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

The guards of Xie Mansion will not be arrogant, but they will not hide the necessary dignity either.

Passersby avoided the way and horses passed by with a heavy sound, stepping on the dust.

There were toad sachets hanging on the four corners of the carriage, the curtains were made of shadowless gauze worth thousands of gold per foot, and the frame was made of luxurious golden nanmu wood.

Pedestrians looked on in fear and talked in low voices.

"Who is this noble man?"

"The horse is so beautiful, even its hooves are snow-white. Who can afford to keep such a good horse?"

The carriage patrolled along several main streets for a long time, and finally stopped under an archway outside an alley.

This is an archway at the entrance of the commercial street. There is an alley next to it. There is a stone tablet at the entrance of the alley with the words "Tianhou Alley" engraved in Li script on it.

The alley is straight and has only three households. The house with its main gate facing the street has high blue brick walls and a gray tile gatehouse, and is no different from the other two households.

The black wooden door creaked open and an old woman came out leading a child.

The little boy looked about three or four years old, with loose hair, chubby, fair and very cute.

Behind them, a woman was wearing a lavender double-breasted dress, a jade-colored silver silk gauze shirt underneath, and a moon-white and slightly pink water lily short waist jacket.

Her hair was not tied up in a bun, but was loosely braided into a long braid that hung in front of her chest. She looked completely different from the woman in front of him, and her whole body was filled with willfulness and arrogance.

She shouted at the old lady carelessly, "Aunt Wang, please come back later with Yuebai. It's chaotic outside, stay away from the cars."

Aunt Wang agreed, and when she saw her close the door, she muttered, "In broad daylight... how could this happen? Every time the man comes, he tells the child to go home late!"

Not far from the entrance of the alley, there was a horse-drawn carriage parked. It was nothing special, but it was the most common carriage on the street.

A young servant wearing a bamboo hat was sitting on the shaft of the cart.

"Yuanyuan, find someone nearby, give him some money, and ask him to keep an eye on the actions of this family." Xie Zhaozhao said lightly.

Yuanyuan was a little surprised and asked, "Miss, do you know this family?"

"Ah."

How could Xie Zhaozhao not recognize him? The person sitting on the shaft of the carriage was Gu Chengyan's personal servant Wang Fugui, and she was even more familiar with the child led by Aunt Wang.

I’ve raised it for fifteen years!