[The Legend of Zhen Huan] Rebirth of An Lingrong

After Huan Die became famous again with her palm dance, Ling Rong sent someone to deliver a box of "Xi Ji Pills" to remind Huan Die of what to do next.

"Miss, the medicine has already been delivered, and the servant who heard the report said that Miss Huandie's attitude is not as submissive as before. Isn't Miss afraid that she will tear down the bridge if she crosses the river?" Qingyu asked worriedly.

"Really?" Ling Rong took a sip of tea and nodded in satisfaction: "Well, your tea today is pretty good."

"Miss! Are you not worried at all? Those medicines are made from real gold and silver!" Qingyu was anxious.

"You, you are really short-tempered. Have you ever seen your lady, I did a business at a loss? Don't worry, if she really wants to cross the river and demolish the bridge, let her tear it down, and she will cry in the future." Ling Rong smiled slightly. said.

"Yes, this servant knows." Qingyu finally felt relieved.

"By the way, it's time for someone to come to the house in a few days. You and Qingyu go to tidy up the west wing room, and buy something if there is anything missing."

"Hey, servant girl is going now." Qingyu took the order and went over.

Three days later, the An family came. They had been waiting for them since Lingrong brought the good news home, but they didn't expect to wait so long.This time it was An Fu and Ling Jie who came here mainly to buy a house in the capital for Ling Zhi to live in when he took office.

"Sister, I'm coming! I'm exhausted after riding in the carriage for several days." Ling Jie chattered non-stop when he saw Ling Rong.

"Why did you come here? It's a long way, why would mother agree to your coming?" Ling Rong looked at his younger brother who was not as tall as his shoulders, feeling a little distressed.

"Sister, don't underestimate me, I'm our family's little God of Wealth! Who else is more suitable than me to come to the capital to buy a house?" Ling Jie raised his head, and said with great satisfaction.

"You, be careful to blow the cowhide." Ling Rong nodded Ling Jie's little head amusedly, and didn't ask any more questions.

"By the way, where's brother? Have you gone out?" Ling Jie looked left and right, and asked when he didn't see Ling Zhi.

"Originally, my brother and I planned to go back in a few days, so my brother is particularly busy these few days." Ling Rong explained after tidying Ling Jie's somewhat messy hair.

"Oh. Sis, I'm hungry. Is there anything I can eat? I want to eat hot noodle soup. Beijing is much colder than Chuzhou." Ling Jie rubbed his arms and said pitifully.

"Now I know it's cold!" Ling Rong had no choice but to look at his brother's pitiful appearance. After all, he still couldn't bear it, so he could only laugh and curse: "Don't pretend to be pitiful here, the kitchen has already prepared hot water for you, you first Go wash up, change into thicker clothes, and then come out to eat."

"I know that my sister loves me the most!" Ling Jie returned to the room with a smile, Ling Rong could only helplessly shake his head.

"Miss, the old lady asked the old slave to bring you and the young master something, do you think it is for you or for the young master?" An Fu watched cheerfully for a long time, and did not come forward to answer until Ling Jie left.

"Brother is busy these few days. If you don't want Liushao on the moon every day, you won't come back. It's hard to make a face-to-face meeting. Give me the things." Ling Rong said helplessly.

"Hey! The old slave listens to Miss." An Fu didn't say much, and handed a not-so-small box to Liuli who was beside Lingrong, and then withdrew.

Ling Rong asked Liuli to put the box back in the house, while he went to the dining room to wait for Ling Jie.Ling Jie appeared soon, his hair was still steaming with dampness, and he yelled that he was hungry as soon as he entered the dining room.Ling Rong had no choice but to quickly order someone to bring the food. The food was not too much, simple two meat and one vegetable, and a bowl of hot chicken noodle soup.Ling Jie wasn't picky either, and he ate well.Seeing that Ling Jie ran out without even drying his hair, it was another lesson, Ling Jie went into his left ear and out of his right ear, and continued to bury his head in hard work, so angry that he wanted to stomp his feet.In the end, she resigned herself to letting Qingyu wipe Ling Jie's hair.

An Fu's visit this time is mainly for the affairs of the house. Of course, it's not just about buying a house, but also arranging for the people who will serve in the future.Although Ling Zhi is about to reach the age of weak crown, he has not yet married a wife, and he can't do it without capable people around him to take care of him.But Ling Jie actually wanted to have fun with him more than half of the time, and the other half was mainly to see if he could set up a small shop in the capital and do some small business.

The box brought by An's mother contained a lot of valuables, besides money, there are also some suitable for gift giving.

That night, Ling Rong sorted the gifts into categories, except for the two that were to be sent to Li Mansion and Xiao Mansion, the others were all sent to Ling Zhi's room.

The next day, Ling Rong changed into men's clothes, and took An Fu and Ling Jie out to find a house together.As Ling Zhi is an official in Beijing, he is regarded as an independent family. The house should not be too small or too remote, which means that the house will cost a lot of money.

In fact, the imperial court also allocated residences for officials, but there were more restrictions. Ling Zhi was a good man, and his rank was about the same as that of an official of the sixth or seventh rank. He could divide a house into four rooms at most, and could not accommodate many people at all. Can only live.If there is a change in the official position, the residence will change along with it, which is very inconvenient. An's mother and Fang's are naturally reluctant to let Ling Zhi suffer this kind of suffering.

The houses on East Street are better, and most of them are occupied by people with official positions. Relatively, the number of houses for sale is relatively small and the price is high.After looking at each other for a long time, I finally found a three-entry house. After paying the deposit, I can pack up and move in after the deed. In this way, more than half of the silver sent by Ann's mother went away. .The remaining silver is not enough for Ling Jie to buy another shop, but Ling Jie is not discouraged, if he can't buy it, he can rent it!

Ling Jie took two-thirds of the remaining silver taels in Ling Rong's hands, rented a small shop with a good location, had someone renovate it, and changed it into a spice shop, named it "Man Ting Fang ".

Things about the house and shop have been arranged, and Ling Zhi's affairs are basically done, so the three brothers and sisters are ready to set off and go home.Anfu left a lot of people to take care of the new house, and it returned to Anfu with its three masters.

After seven or eight days of exhaustion, the three of them finally returned home.This time it was considered a return of honor, everyone in the An Mansion was beaming with joy, and the Fang family held a sumptuous reception banquet for the three of them.

This is a good time for the whole family to celebrate, but some people can't stop and like to add trouble to others!Looking at Qiao's slightly protruding belly, Ling Rong felt as sick as if he had eaten a fly.Should she admire her father for being strong and strong?My elder brother is going to be 20 years old. If he gets married early, An Bihuai can become a grandfather, and he can still get that Qiao's pregnancy.

Looking at Qiao's posture of twisting and twisting her stomach, and then seeing An Bihuai's posture of wishing to hold someone on her head, and Qiao's hypocritical posture of saluting Fang, Ling Rong couldn't help squinting dangerously. conspicuous.It seems that some people have big hearts relying on the piece of meat in their stomachs.

Ling Rong glanced at Bai Shi again. Bai Shi was holding a three or four-year-old baby in her arms, and she was taking care of her with her head down. She didn't even look at Qiao Shi, as if she only had her precious grandson in her heart.Only occasionally when he looked up, Lingrong still caught a trace of jealousy and resentment that could not be concealed.

"Heh..." It seems that Bai's heart is not dead, just in time, she just watched them dog bite dog.If she can't bite, she doesn't mind throwing a meaty bone for them to grab.

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