After rebirth, I became a treacherous minister Black Moonlight

Outside.

Tan Er held her chin with her two fists and looked at Meng Qianqian without blinking: "Sister."

Meng Qianqian said calmly: "Let's go."

Tan'er's eyes widened.

Don't you want to listen more? That's your own mother! She's still alive!

Looking at Meng Qianqian's elegant and resolute back, tears welled up in Tan'er's eyes, and she murmured with great sadness: "Even my own mother doesn't care... Sister is really... so heartless! So righteous! So kind! So... I like her!"

Her eyes sparkled with excitement and she quickly chased after him!

The gate to the courtyard next door was ajar. Meng Qianqian called out "Grandma" twice at the door. When no one answered her, she was worried that something had happened to her grandma, so she said, "Grandma, I'm coming in," and slowly pushed the door open and walked in.

Nanny Li did not lie to Meng Qianqian. Grandma really fell down and Banxia saw it.

Banxia wanted to give a hand, but was glared at by the old lady with a vicious look, and was so scared that she quickly ran back to her own yard.

Meng Qianqian saw the other person in her grandmother's room. Her face was very pale and cold sweat was on her forehead, as if she was enduring great pain.

"Grandma."

Meng Qianqian quickly walked to the bedside.

The old lady did not change her attitude towards Meng Qianqian just because she helped her repair the roof. She glared at Meng Qianqian the same way she glared at Banxia.

But Meng Qianqian is not afraid.

"Grandma, let me see your legs."

Meng Qianqian bent down and gently lifted the old lady's quilt.

There was a sinister glint in the old lady's eyes.

"Is it this leg?" Meng Qianqian noticed the stiffness in her right leg. She gently pinched her leg bone and said, "There's nothing wrong with the bone, grandma. Let me feel your pulse again."

Without waiting for the old lady to refuse, she held her old and skinny hand and placed her fingertips on her wrist.

The old lady looked at Meng Qianqian coldly.

Meng Qianqian was not unaware of her resistance and vigilance, but for the poor old man who had lost his family, such a reaction was perfectly normal.

"Grandma, do you have cold legs?"

she asked softly.

The old lady asked in a hoarse voice, "You are a doctor, why are you asking me?"

Meng Qianqian nodded: "Yes, then treat it according to my method."

She looked at Tan'er who had just entered the room, "Tan'er, go get the blood-clotting ointment."

Tan Er leaned close to Meng Qianqian's ear and whispered, "Sister, there is only one box of blood-clotting ointment, and there is no second box in the entire capital. You just gave it to her like this? What will you do if you get hurt in the future?"

Blood coagulation ointment is a panacea for healing wounds, and it also has a good effect on chronic cold legs.

Meng Qianqian said: "Go get it."

Tan Er pouted: "Okay."

Meng Qianqian glanced around the room and said, "I remember Madam Du made some dragon bone soup. Go get a bowl of it and ask Madam Du to stir-fry some bamboo shoots and pork slices with a little chili."

Tan Er spread out her fingers and counted them one by one: "Blood-clotting paste, dragon bone soup, spicy bamboo shoots and pork slices, got it!"

Meng Qianqian stood up and came to the window: "Grandma, you should rest in your room. The room should be ventilated frequently. The weather is good today. I will open the window for you first and close it for you in the afternoon."

The old lady ignored her, so Meng Qianqian thought she agreed and opened the window.

"Sister, bring it here!"

Meng Qianqian looked at the leaf on her shoulder and asked, "Did you climb over the wall?"

Tan Er looked up at the sky: "It's close."

She put the food box on the table and said to the old lady, "Grandma, come over to see me often in the future!"

Grandma: “…”

Tan'er opened the lid of the food box, and the delicious aroma of bone broth mixed with the oily flavor of bamboo shoots, meat and spicy peppers hit her nose.

The old lady swallowed.

Meng Qianqian smiled, applied the ointment to the old lady, and left the bottle on the table: "Grandma, apply the ointment twice a day, it should be relieved at night. I will come to see you tomorrow."

After leaving the yard, Tan'er asked in confusion, "Sister, how did you know that grandma likes spicy food?"

Meng Qianqian said: "I saw a row of dried chilies in her backyard last time."

Tan Er suddenly realized what was going on. After entering her own yard, she looked at the east wing and said, "I don't know what my cousin has been busy with recently. He has not been home all day."

Meng Qianqian asked, "Didn't he say he met his classmates?"

Tan Er folded her arms and said, "He is from Youzhou. What classmates does he have in the capital?"

Meng Qianqian thought for a moment and said, "Maybe he went to Beijing from Youzhou to study."

Yu Li is a guest. He has his own freedom. Where he wants to go is his own business. As his cousin, she has no right to interfere.

"Oh, is he too sad because he can't marry my sister, and dare not face my sister's face again? What a poor cousin——"

Tan'er got into the role in a second and started crying in an exaggerated way.

Naturally, without tears.

Meng Qianqian shook her head. She didn’t think Yu Li had any feelings for her beyond those of cousins. When he said marrying her, it was more like a responsibility he had been carrying on his shoulders since childhood.

Her maternal grandparents didn't want her to marry into another family and suffer, so they asked Yu Li to marry her.

But later her grandfather asked her to marry into the Lu family. Logically, the Yu family should be angry, but they were not. Not only that, they also let bygones be bygones and allowed Yu Li to continue to marry her, a second-time bride.

I always feel that the relationship between the two families is weird.

All this may be related to her mother who has disappeared for many years.

"Sister, sister, go out and play!"

Tan'er's excited little voice interrupted Meng Qianqian's thoughts.

Meng Qianqian nodded. It just so happened that she also wanted to go to her own tea shop to see how Liu Changsheng's business was doing after the improvements.

"To the tea shop."

She said to Wu Ge'er.

"Yes, ma'am."

Wu Ge'er drove the carriage to his own tea shop.

Liu Changsheng hurried out to greet him: "Boss!"

"Shopkeeper Liu." Meng Qianqian nodded, got off the carriage, looked back at the shops that were packed with customers, and said, "Why didn't I realize before that there are so many embroidery shops and cloth stores on Chang'an Street?"

Liu Changsheng said: "It has always been there, maybe the boss didn't pay attention to it before."

Tan Er pointed to a shop across the street and said, "Sister! There are so many people in that shop!"

Liu Changsheng looked in the direction of her finger and said, "That's the Misty Rain Pavilion, the largest embroidery building in the capital. It is said that all the embroiderers there were hired from all over the world at a huge cost. A piece of clothing is worth a hundred gold coins, not counting the cost of the material."

Tan Er asked in confusion: "It's so expensive? Why are there so many people here?"

Liu Changsheng said enviously: "Yes, it's so expensive, and it's often in short supply."

Meng Qianqian said: "Let's go and get the scriptures."

The three of them entered the Misty Rain Pavilion and found that although there were many people outside, there were even more people inside. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was packed with people.

Liu Changsheng wondered: "Although business is booming on weekdays, it's not this crowded."

An enthusiastic lady said, "Don't you know? The owner of the Misty Rain Pavilion has returned to the capital, and all these dignitaries want to ask her to make clothes for them."

Tan Er asked, "Madam, is it the same as the reverse?"

The lady smiled and said, "I can't afford it, I just want to watch the fun."

Tan Er asked again: "Is she expensive?"

Madam said, "The master of Yanyu Pavilion has a pair of skillful hands, which cannot be hired with money. I wonder who was so generous this time to actually invite her."

As they were talking, Lin Wan'er brought Luluo into the lobby of Yanyu Pavilion.

The master and servant saw Meng Qianqian standing beside them at a glance.

It’s strange to say, the Yanyu Pavilion was crowded with people, and the place where Meng Qianqian was standing was not conspicuous at all, but she could still be seen at a glance.

Meng Qianqian was wearing a pink and white corseted dress. Her face was fair and translucent, like delicate white jade.

She stood there quietly, as if isolated from the hustle and bustle, leaving only the quietness and beauty of a young girl.

Lin Wan'er also noticed that many guests were secretly looking at Meng Qianqian, and there was a flash of amazement in their eyes.

A strong sense of jealousy suddenly surged in Lin Wan'er's heart.

Lu Lingxiao is twenty-three this year. She is two years younger than Lu Lingxiao and twenty-one. How old is Meng Qianqian? Seventeen.

"What are they doing here?"

Luoluo also saw Meng Qianqian and Tan'er, and grumbled unhappily, "Is Yanyu Pavilion a place they can come to? Don't they consider their own status?"

"Didn't you get enough slaps last time?"

Tan'er turned around with her chin raised.

Green ivy was startled.

Does this girl have dog ears? She heard me even though I was talking so quietly?

Meng Qianqian was so absorbed in observing the layout of Yanyu Pavilion, the reception and greeting of guests, that she had no time to pay attention to Lin Wan'er and her servant.

Lin Wan'er felt even more unhappy when she saw Meng Qianqian ignoring her.

She came today with the nanny from the Duke's Mansion. With the support of the people from the Duke's Mansion, she felt much more confident than usual.

She walked up to Meng Qianqian and gestured, saying: I am about to get married with the general, and today I come to Yanyu Pavilion to make my wedding dress. You may not know that Yanyu Pavilion is most famous for its wedding dresses. To be able to get a wedding dress from Yanyu Pavilion is the dream of all women in the capital.

Don't think you're great just because you have a few bucks. Yanyu Pavilion doesn't accept business from just anyone. They have always looked down upon merchants.

After saying this, Lin Wan'er felt much better.

She is not as young as Meng Qianqian, nor does she have as rich a family background as Meng Qianqian, but she is the daughter of the Monkey King and was adopted as a daughter by the wife of the Duke. Yanyu Pavilion is the best example. Meng Qianqian will never be able to make a piece of clothing in Yanyu Pavilion!

"Excuse me, who is Miss Lin?"

A little maid came downstairs and asked quietly to the crowd.

Green ivy said, "My young lady is here."

The maid from the Duke's Mansion came forward and showed the little maid the sign of the Duke's Mansion.

The little maid said, "Please follow me."

Under the envious gazes of the crowd, Lin Wan'er leisurely went up to the second floor.

"She was actually invited to the second floor! Who is this Miss Lin?"

"Didn't you see the token of that maid? It's from the Duke's Mansion!"

"Ah, the daughter of the Duke's Mansion, no wonder."

After listening to what everyone said, Lin Wan'er finally felt proud.

Meng Qianqian, you are not even qualified to invite the embroiderer from Yanyu Pavilion, but I can be treated as the guest of honor on the second floor.

The maid led the three people into the side room and said to Lin Wan'er, "Miss Lin, please sit down."

Lin Wan'er sat down.

Green Rose asked, "I wonder which embroiderer made the wedding dress for my young lady?"

The little maid said, "It's Yu Xiu Niang, she is our master's direct disciple."

Upon hearing that he was the direct disciple of the Dong family, Lin Wan'er was flattered. He was worthy of being the Duke's Mansion.

Green Rose said, "I heard that your boss has returned to Beijing. Can you ask her to make a wedding dress for my young lady?"

After these words were spoken, the Duke's Mansion's nanny's face darkened.

When her eldest daughter got married, she couldn't even ask the owner of Yanyu Pavilion to make her wedding dress. How could an adopted daughter dare to make such a request?

Lin Wan'er was also a little embarrassed.

She was not so blindly arrogant as to say that. It was already a pleasant surprise that the boss's direct disciple could make a wedding dress for her. She would never dare to hope for an embroidery product from the boss of Yanyu Pavilion.

The little maid smiled and said, "Unfortunately, my boss has already taken over someone else's business."

The nanny at the Duke's Mansion was shocked.

Even Princess Wanping had to wait three years to find the owner of Yanyu Pavilion to make her clothes. Who is so honorable?

"Sister, there are too many people here. It's so boring!"

Tan'er was being pushed around and was almost going crazy.

Meng Qianqian said: "Well, let's come back another day when there are fewer people."

The three of them left the Misty Rain Pavilion.

Meng Qianqian asked Liu Changsheng, "Manager Liu, have you figured out something?"

Liu Changsheng said thoughtfully: "I have benefited a lot. In the past, I always thought that our tea company should have lower prices and higher quality than its peers in order to do better business. I overlooked one thing, that is, gimmicks."

Meng Qianqian smiled and said, "It seems that Manager Liu has already made a plan."

Liu Changsheng nodded.

The three of them went to other shops.

Tan Er was hungry: "Sister, I want to eat the roast chicken made by Madam Du."

Seeing that it was getting late, Meng Qianqian decided it was time to go back, so she said goodbye to Liu Changsheng and took Tan'er on a carriage back to Fengshui Hutong.

As soon as she entered the house, Nanny Wan told her that there was a guest at home, and that the guest had just come to the door after she left and had been waiting until now.

"She said her last name was Yun, and that she was hired by Manager Cen to make the young lady's wedding dress. This embroiderer was very pretty, but she didn't tell me. I thought she was some royal lady."

"understood."

Meng Qianqian entered the main room and looked at the woman sitting on a chair. She was wearing a light green gauze dress with a misty landscape painting of the Jiangnan region embroidered on the hem of her dress.

Lifelike, the raindrops are gentle.

She is otherworldly and has a calm temperament, like a gust of mountain breeze blowing in the bustling city.

What is most amazing is her pair of slender hands. An ordinary teacup looks like a fairy cup in her hands.

Meng Qianqian greeted politely: "Sorry to have kept Madam Yun waiting for a long time."

Yun Xiyao put down the teacup in her hand and looked at Meng Qianqian: "Are you Meng Xiaojiu?"

The sound of her voice was like a gentle breeze, faint and gentle.

Meng Qianqian said: "That's right."

Yun Xiyao said calmly: "Good vision."

"Ok?"

Who has good vision?

Yun Xiyao said, "Your nanny has told you that I will make your wedding dress. Do you have any requests?"

Meng Qianqian shook her head: "No."

Yun Xiyao: "Why not make it look better? More stunning? More eye-catching?"

Meng Qianqian shook her head again.

Yun Xiyao was silent for a moment, then said, "Turn around, I'll measure you."

Meng Qianqian turned around as she was told.

After a moment, Yun Xiyao said, "Okay, the measurement is finished."

Meng Qianqian turned around in shock and asked, "Don't you need a ruler?"

Yun Xiyao said: "If I still need a ruler to measure, all these years of work would be in vain."

Tan Er exclaimed: "How amazing! Who is more amazing, Ni or the boss of Yanyu Pavilion?"

Yun Xiyao glanced at the two of them in surprise: "Didn't Manager Cen tell you?"

Tan Er asked, "What is it?"

"Nothing." Yun Xiyao curled her lips slightly and smiled, "She and I are the same."