After a burst of thunder, big raindrops fell, and the bluestone slabs of Beizhen Fusi were rang with dense rustling sounds.

The Jinyiwei, wearing a raincoat and a hat, walked through the rain and into a house.

"Miss Jun has entered Shanxi." He bowed and said in a low voice.

Captain Jiang waved his hand at him, and the Jinyiwei leaned forward and retreated.

"Miss Jun, do you want to help Master Fang protect the family property?" he said.

Lu Yunqi, who was flipping through the documents, did not raise his head either.

"Is this a big deal? Does it require her to take action?" he said.

In his mind, this Miss Jun is getting more powerful as she gets older? Jiang Qianhu thought to himself and coughed lightly.

"Sir, Jin Shiba has already returned to Shanxi. Should we say hello to him and take the opportunity to..." he said.

"No need." Lu Yunqi said.

Is it because he is accompanied by the Prince of Chengguo? But he is alone, what is the use?

Captain Jiang looked at Lu Yunqi.

Lu Yunqi raised his head.

"She'll be back," he said, pausing. "I'll wait for her."

The master's attitude towards Miss Jun seems to be different from before, Jiang Qianhu thought to himself. In the past, he was determined to have Miss Jun and did whatever he wanted, but now he just peeked at her from the side, without getting close or forcing her.

But it doesn't matter. Once the troubles with Duke Cheng are resolved, Miss Jun will be in my pocket sooner or later.

"Something has started to happen in the north." Jiang Qianhu whispered.

Lu Yunqi hummed, looking indifferent.

There was heavy rain in the capital, while the sun was shining brightly in Shanxi.

The young man wearing a straw hat and holding a fishing rod has been sitting by the river for nearly half a day, his expression still focused.

"Young Master."

I heard the guards' voices behind me.

"Don't make noise." Fang Chengyu stretched out a hand and waved it backwards, "The fish will be scared away."

The guard behind him stopped talking. Footsteps were approaching and someone standing behind him leaned slightly forward to look.

"Hey, are there any fish in this river?" the woman asked softly.

Fang Chengyu jumped up with a cry.

"Jiulin! You're here too!" he shouted happily, looking at the woman in front of him with some disbelief.

The woman's veil was lifted, her luggage was covered in dust, and she even held a horsewhip in her hand.

"It's such a big thing, of course I have to come," she said with a smile.

Fang Chengyu nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, yes," he said, "I am actually very scared."

As he said this, he reached out to hug Miss Jun, but someone reached out from the side, grabbed the fishing rod in his hand, and blocked him from approaching Miss Jun.

"There's no hook on it, how can you catch fish?" Zhu Zan said, "You can't pretend to be Jiang Taigong at your age."

Fang Chengyu looked aggrieved and threw down the fishing rod.

“This is the artistic conception,” he said. “You don’t have to catch fish when you fish.”

Zhu Zan laughed out loud.

"You are just making up new words to express your sorrow. Only kids like you like to act like this," he said.

Fang Chengyu looked at him shyly, then looked at Jiuling.

"What's so funny?" Miss Jun glared at Zhu Zan, "You're talking as if you've never made a small mistake."

"I was a kid, but I've never done anything like this." Zhu Zan said proudly.

Fang Chengyu looked at him, then at Miss Jun, and sighed in his heart. In a short period of time, their relationship returned to the way it was before.

This sentence sounds strange, but it is also simple to say. No one knows what happened at some point in the capital city that caused the relationship between the two to become restrained and strange, but now it seems that the restraint and strangeness have subsided, and they are as comfortable as before.

"Brother, why are you here too?" he asked with gratitude, "Are you here specially to help us?"

"No." Zhu Zan said, "I came here to see the excitement."

As he said this, he looked at Miss Jun.

"She needs help somewhere."

This statement sounded a bit sour, but Zhu Zan still said it.

Miss Jun glanced at Zhu Zan and ignored him.

I just said this brother is so shameless! Fang Chengyu sighed again in his heart and looked around.

"Where is Jinxiu? Jiuling, didn't you say you would let her come back?" he asked.

"She has already returned to Yangcheng." Miss Jun said, "It's about time."

Fang Chengyu nodded, his eyebrows dancing with joy again.

"Jiuling, my second sister is amazing." he said.

Miss Jun smiled and thought about the second young lady of the Fang family, with whom she had not had much interaction.

Fang Yunxiu and Fang Jinxiu had both suffered at the hands of Jun Zhenzhen, but Fang Yuxiu was the only one who stayed out of it. When facing her, Fang Jinxiu had provoked her several times but to no avail and still insisted on being stubborn, but it was Fang Yuxiu who had deliberately acted coldly once and realized that she had not been fooled and immediately showed goodwill.

She knew that Miss Fang was not as honest a quail as she appeared to be.

"How can Chengyu's sister not be amazing?" she said with a smile.

Fang Chengyu laughed.

What a conceited person, Zhu Zan thought from behind. However, she is indeed very beautiful. He turned his head and chuckled.

…

Fang Jinxiu reined in her horse in front of the city gate and looked up at it.

How long had it been since she came back? One or two years? Time passed so quickly, but the city gate remained the same, and the people going in and out went their own way, without anyone even glancing at her.

No matter whether she was once glamorous or once despised, the people in Yangcheng have probably forgotten about the Third Miss Fang.

However, everyone will remember her again soon.

Fang Jinxiu raised her eyebrows and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly. Her teenage years were full of ups and downs.

With a snap, she whipped her horse and rushed through the city gate.

The weather was fine, the people were at peace, and after finishing his official duties, Chief Secretary Lin sat in his room leisurely, enjoying himself by pouring wine.

When you are full and satisfied, it is inevitable that you will have other thoughts.

Thinking about the white and tender hands of the young widow who sells the wine, I wonder if her body is the same.

Moreover, he made faces at himself and dropped his handkerchief on purpose.

It's a pity that ever since the fact that he had a mistress was exposed a few years ago, Mrs. Lin made a fuss for a long time, and was threatened and extorted of money by her brothers-in-law from her natal family, but he has been living a peaceful life ever since.

When thinking about that incident, I can't help but think of the disaster that happened to Jun Zhenzhen.

When he thought of this name, he looked around subconsciously and felt ashamed of his fear.

Ever since Jun Zhenzhen left Yangcheng, she has been doing very well, like a dragon followed by a tiger, and every thing she does is more frightening than the last.

No matter what, she went to harm the capital and no longer harmed Yangcheng.

Maybe it's time to get another mistress...

Just as the thought flashed through his mind, he heard the sound of drums outside, which frightened Lin Zhubu so much that he trembled.

"Who? What are you doing?" he shouted angrily.

A petty official ran in with a panicked look on his face.

"Sir, this is bad. Someone wants to file a complaint," he said.

Lin Zhubu regained his composure and let out a breath.

"What's wrong with complaining? Complaining is a good thing," he said.

Filing a lawsuit means getting rich. During the Qingming Festival in Yangcheng, no one has filed a lawsuit for several months.

The petty official still looked uneasy.

"But the person who filed the complaint is the Fang family of Deshengchang," he said.

The Fang family is equivalent to the person with the surname Jun, Jun Zhenzhen.

Lin Zhubu almost jumped up.

As expected, don’t talk about people behind their backs.

He dared not get involved in this disaster.

"What are you suing for? Get out of here now," he said.

"That young lady has a letter for you, Lord Lin." said the clerk, handing over a letter.

Lin Zhubu took it with a puzzled look and opened it.

The letter was very simple, with only one line of words.

Lord Lin, I'm going to trouble you with a small matter. My cousin has a lawsuit to deal with. I would be very grateful if you could take care of her, Jun Jiuling.

Damn, the disaster has come again, Lin Zhubu's face was gloomy.