Su Qingluan went over in her mind what she wanted to strive for, turned around, closed her eyes and fell asleep - there was a tough battle to fight the next day, and only a good sleep the night before would make her feel full of energy!
So, Su Qingluan, who had a good sleep, changed her clothes on time the next day and got on the carriage to the Xie family.
There was originally a little girl in the carriage taking orders, but Su Qingluan was not used to having someone around, so she asked her to sit outside and drive with the coachman.
She sat in a corner of the carriage - this way she could keep her body as stable as possible and avoid the "fatigue of traveling".
Although the carriage was not as comfortable as a modern private car, it was still a common means of transportation for the wealthy and powerful, and its thermal insulation performance was still very good. In addition, Su Qingluan's clothes were also very thick, so even without any thermal insulation, Su Qingluan would not feel cold sitting in the carriage.
But it was different outside the carriage.
Although it wasn't bitterly cold today, it was still late autumn, no matter how crisp and clear the weather was. Su Qingluan simply lifted the curtain of the exquisite Baihe Lingyun hand warmer in her hand and handed it to the little girl who had said "I'll do as you say, my lady" before.
"Look, I'm warm inside, I don't need this. You can use it to warm your hands." He raised his head and stretched out his hand to feel the strength of the autumn wind, frowning slightly, "If you still feel cold with the hand warmer, come in and hide."
As for the young man driving the carriage, seeing him pulling the reins and waving the whip, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. It was obvious that he didn't need the hand warmer.
The little girl was surprised and delighted when she heard this. Now that the carriage was moving, she could only bow half-body: "Dujuan thanks Madam for the reward!"
Su Qingluan chuckled: "This hand warmer originally belonged to your Xie Mansion, how did it become a reward from me?"
But she was not really confused. After all, this hand warmer was originally designated for her as a "guest", so what the little girl Dujuan said was not wrong.
Su Qingluan asked this question purely out of a teasing mood. After she finished speaking, she lifted the curtain and got back into the carriage.
When they arrived at the gate of Xie's house, Su Qingluan asked Dujuan to hand over the previous invitation, and she sat in the carriage and waited quietly.
Perhaps the "hand warmer's kindness" did play a role after all, Dujuan's smile was more thoughtful and considerate than the formal one at the beginning.
For example, when they were about to reach the gate of Xie Mansion, Du Juan had already reminded Su Qingluan: "You have been invited. You are a distinguished guest of our Xie Mansion and will not be treated with disrespect. So you don't have to get off the carriage later. Just hand over the invitation and wait for the servants to come and greet you."
Su Qingluan nodded calmly upon hearing this, but she was sighing in her heart: As expected, as a "real partner", the treatment is completely different from that of "just doing work".
Before, when she entered the Xie Mansion—even though it was just a "secluded residence" for the real people in the Xie Mansion—she always went through the side door and the back door, so it was naturally impossible for her to be allowed to enter by carriage.
Moreover, there were all kinds of three kneelings and nine kowtows. Although Xie Zian was not particular about etiquette, and Aunt Zhang was too disdainful to argue with such a small fry and lose her status, Su Qingluan did not encounter any special difficulties in the Xie Mansion. However, the "etiquette" that was very normal in this era was still considered "red tape" for Su Qingluan, a modern person.
However, Su Qingluan did not intend to make a fuss about it - after all, this was a difference between the times and no one could decide.
While I was daydreaming, I finally heard a noise at the door - the bolt of the main door in the middle was slowly being pulled open.
Su Qingluan calculated that from the time she had sent out the invitations until now, it had taken at least a quarter of an hour. No wonder in those costume dramas, when guests visited, they often had to wait in carriages. It was indeed a bit inhumane to have people wait outside for such a long time.
Thinking of this, Su Qingluan felt the carriage slowly moving forward.
Perhaps because the ground was smoother than the dirt road outside, Su Qingluan finally felt it was less bumpy.
About another stick of incense had passed, and Su Qingluan felt that the carriage she was in was turning around and around. During this time, Du Juan had been sitting next to her in the carriage, explaining to her the locations of the places they passed by and what they did.
Although Su Qingluan had been to the Xie Mansion's villa several times and was not completely unfamiliar with it, Du Juan's careful and thoughtful introduction still made her feel very considerate.
It’s a pity that as a modern Chinese, she has no idea of “rewarding” at all. Today she brought large-denomination silver notes for emergencies.
To put it bluntly, this large amount of silver notes is considered "public working capital" for Su Qingluan, and the face value is at least fifty taels, which is not suitable for reward money at all, so she still feels a little guilty towards Sister Dujuan.
Fortunately, the girl probably knew that Su Qingluan, who came from a humble family, had no concept of "rewards", and she did not show any coldness towards Su Qingluan just because she was "stingy".
When the carriage stopped, Dujuan got off first.
Originally, Su Qingluan was still muttering, "There's no way someone would lie on the ground to act as a stool," but fortunately, at least the Xie family wasn't so perverted—or perhaps her identity wouldn't make people so perverted—in short, Du Juan just put a bench next to the carriage, helped Su Qingluan get off the carriage on the bench.
Normally, Su Qingluan could easily get in and out of a carriage of this size, but today, not only had she changed into new clothes, but, most importantly, she also brought a shawl. It was warm, but it was also cumbersome. Even though Aunt Zhang had chosen something relatively convenient and easy to move around in, it was still cumbersome compared to Su Qingluan's usual men's clothing.
So Su Qingluan didn't act too pretentiously and let Dujuan help her get off the carriage.
At this time, Aunt Zhang was already standing not far ahead waiting.
When Su Qingluan got off the carriage, Aunt Zhang looked her up and down and nodded secretly: Although this little girl does not have the best etiquette, she is graceful and graceful. She does not have the usual eyes rolling around like the people from small families who have never seen the world. She is not flustered and does not make a fuss and feel uncomfortable from head to toe when others come to help her.
From the very beginning, she could feel that Su Qingluan was calm and peaceful, even a little relaxed.
Just for this reason, Aunt Zhang looked at Su Qingluan with a higher opinion.
In fact, the reason why Su Qingluan was so calm was because it was not her first time coming to the Xie Mansion, and she also knew what she was doing this time, so she was in a completely relaxed state of mind.
However, while Aunt Zhang was looking at Su Qingluan, Su Qingluan was also looking at Aunt Zhang - and the middle-aged man beside her, who looked a bit like Shopkeeper Liang in terms of his physique, with a "big heart and fat body".
Su Qingluan felt that Aunt Zhang seemed to be quite respectful towards this person.
Who is this person?
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