Song Sanniang was an inconspicuous demon cultivator in the cultivation world. Although weak? Pitiful? Unloved? She still lived a carefree life.
One day, she didn't know what crazy fit her...
Dongfang Rui felt a little disappointed when he saw that Song Sanniang was unmoved, but he still didn't say anything.
"Um?"
"Because I don't want Sanniang to wait that long."
When Dongfang Rui heard Song Sanniang's tone, he no longer dared to be pretentious and quickly began to explain.
When Song Sanniang heard the reason, she was stunned.
Was it because of her?
Song Sanniang lowered her head. Dongfang Rui couldn't see her expression clearly and thought she was still unhappy. She was in a panic and kept apologizing.
"I'm sorry, Sanniang, I made you worry, I..."
Song Sanniang hugged the person in front of her who looked at a loss.
"Are you stupid?"
Soon, the unspeakable emotion in Song Sanniang's heart dissipated again.
She twisted one of Dongfang Rui's ears.
"I was originally going to settle the score with you, but now, 'I can escape the death penalty, but I can't escape the punishment of living.'"
After saying that, he threw someone down******
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Song Sanniang lifted the curtain of the carriage, and the capital became smaller and smaller in her eyes. When she could no longer see the city gate, she let go of the curtain.
Dongfang Rui held her soothingly.
"Sanniang, if you want to go back to the capital, we can come back anytime."
Song Sanniang raised her eyes. What was there for her to be reluctant about? She had been in there for three years, and now she was out, she couldn't be happier.
She lowered her voice and whispered, "I just felt a little reluctant when I thought about not being able to see my two children for a long time."
Dongfang Rui patted her shoulder and comforted her.
"It's okay, Father and Master Xiang are watching over us, nothing will happen."
The little ones who were abandoned to Emperor Xuan by their unscrupulous parents: Mother, father, there is no love between us anymore, wuwu.
Emperor Xuan suddenly had two more children to take care of in the palace: he cursed and then accepted his fate.
However, what comforted Emperor Xuan a little was that he still had tasks assigned to his unfilial son, and he could not relax and have fun.
Dongfang Ruihe and Song Sanniang also talked about Emperor Xuan's move.
"I thought I had finished handling all the government affairs on hand. I did a great job even though my father deliberately made things difficult for me. I can travel with you a year early."
"As a result, my father assigned me the post of governor. Every time I go to a place, I have to investigate the local officials."
Anyway, it wasn't her who did the work, so Song Sanniang could still understand Emperor Xuan's actions.
"This can be considered as understanding the people's sentiments. You and the emperor can grasp the situation in various places, but it is a little inconvenient to travel. After we finish our business, we can disguise ourselves and travel again. It will definitely be quite interesting."
Dongfang Rui only complained verbally, but he was still willing to do things for the people in his heart.
But perhaps Emperor Xuan was really good at governing his subordinates, as they traveled to several places together and did not find any corrupt officials.
I ate a lot of local specialties.
Visit a place, stop for a while, experience the local customs and habits, and enjoy the unique food.
Of course, there are also local officials who oppress the people and impose heavy taxes. At this time, it is Dongfang Rui's turn to take action.
After the facts were ascertained, a memorial was submitted stating the whole story, and the officials were arrested and sent to the capital for the decision of Emperor Xuan.
It's an extra layer of insurance.
Every time at this time, Song Sanniang has free time.
She would wander around by herself and buy anything delicious she saw.
Eat one portion on the spot, and if it tastes good, buy four more.
Three of them belonged to her, and one was given to Dongfang Rui.
Unfortunately, because of her previous self-explosion, her space was damaged. Not only could no one enter, but the range of the space she could use was also small.
I don’t know if I can find suitable treasures to repair it in the future world.
For now, I'll just make do with it.
Her 'body' took up nearly half (the size of a basketball court), and the volume occupied by the other person was completely negligible compared to hers.
Sometimes, Song Sanniang would also pick some medicinal herbs and buy some.
Since it was for Cui Jiu, she also wanted to stock up some.
However, there were very few that she liked, so in the end she gave all the herbs she bought to Cui Jiu after returning to the capital.
Cui Jiuneng’s pharmaceutical production would be more effective than keeping it in her hands.
Song Sanniang and Dongfang Rui walked around and stopped here and there, and finally arrived in Jiangnan.
She didn't expect to see an old friend here.
During this period, the news of Dongfang Rui and her secret investigations had spread everywhere, and their carriage had just arrived in Jiangnan.
The prefects and county magistrates from Jiangnan, as well as officials of all ranks, were waiting on the side, and they had no way of investigating this situation.
Dongfang Rui socialized with them for a few days, telling them that they were just there for fun, and finally they gradually calmed down.
Dongfang Rui also had time to experience the beautiful scenery of the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River with Song Sanniang.
Of course, food tasting was essential, so they went to the most famous local restaurant, Bi Hai Pavilion.
Song Sanniang had been here once before and had taken the food away. Now, sitting at the table and eating felt a little different.
After eating, the two did not get on the carriage, but went straight back to the yard.
Instead, I chose to walk back slowly.
There were many vendors selling various things and shouting along the way.
It was there that she discovered an old friend.
A lady with her hair in a bun was selling things with a man who looked like a scholar.
The woman had a pretty face and fair skin, but a hideous scar on her forehead ruined everything.
Song Sanniang walked closer and saw that half of the stall was filled with embroidered handkerchiefs and flower-woven fabrics, while the other half was filled with paintings, ink paintings, and some portraits.
There was another sign at the back: Portraits can be made on site for five cents each.
When the lady saw a customer coming, she immediately and enthusiastically introduced everything on the stall.
The scholar was quite nervous when he saw someone coming, but after the woman finished speaking, he added a sentence.
"I can also draw portraits of you and your wife right here on the spot. I wonder if you two would like that."
After the scholar finished speaking, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Song Sanniang and Dongfang Rui looked at each other and nodded.
"Then please draw me and my wife together, sir."
The scholar waved his hands quickly.
"No trouble, no trouble."
Soon, a fresh "group photo" of the two of them came out. Dongfang Rui looked at it for a moment and put it away with satisfaction.
Then he gave the scholar two taels of silver. Seeing that he was about to refuse, he patiently explained.
"Your painting is good, it's worth the price."
Song Sanniang also bought a lot of handkerchiefs and silk flowers.
Not to mention changing the world, even changing the time can be called a work of art, and it would be nice to buy it and collect it.
Both of them bought what they wanted and went back happily.
The woman behind them stared at their backs, a little confused. She seemed.
Her recollections were interrupted by her husband's caring words.
"Madam, what's wrong with you?"
"It's nothing, I just feel like I've seen that lady before."
What followed was the scholar's slightly nervous concern.
"My dear, if you can't remember, don't force yourself. You'll have a headache again later..."