Chapter 365: Second Uncle is a Little Stupid
Sometimes, people grow up in an instant.
When Fan Jie Qiang entered the palace, he didn't know what sorrow was in the world, but when he left the palace, his face was full of sorrow.
As soon as he walked out of the palace gate, he heard a palace servant shouting happily: "The Prime Minister has quelled the riot, the capital is safe!"
Fan Jie Qiang felt no joy in his heart. He looked up at the sky and let out a long breath.
Zhao Jia and Zhao Yi came over, leading their horses. "Sir, you have an appointment to listen to music at Wangyue Tower. It's almost time."
"No, let's go back home." Then he rode away at full speed.
Zhao Jia and Zhao Yi looked at each other in bewilderment, "What's wrong, young master?"
Fan Jie Qiang was crying while riding a horse.
Woohoo…
Xiao Jiuer is so pitiful.
Dad doesn't love me.
Mom doesn’t feel any pain.
Her uncle even wanted to hire a killer to kill her.
He seriously suspected that his sister deliberately abandoned Xiao Jiuer in order to take revenge on the emperor.
If one day the emperor knew the truth, wouldn't the Fan family be in great trouble?!
Fan Jie Qiang couldn't help but shudder.
Serving the emperor is like serving a tiger, so Fan needs to make preparations early.
"Sir, there are not many people on the street, and most of the shops facing the street are closed."
"Many people took advantage of the time when the city gates were breached to escape from the capital. I'm afraid they all went to Heihe Village!"
"It feels like the country's destiny has really changed. Now all the people are wholeheartedly devoted to Heihe Village."
Zhao Jia and Zhao Yi who caught up said.
Fan Jie Qiang looked at the empty streets and suddenly reined in his horse.
Zhao Jia, who was following closely behind, failed to brake and fell headfirst onto the horse's butt.
"Puff!" The horse let out a hot fart in his face.
"Ugh!" Zhao Jia vomited.
The others laughed.
"Sir, please say a word!"
If it were usual, Fan Jie Qiang would be extremely happy, but today he couldn't laugh.
"Zhao Jia, go back and tell my eldest brother to take care of this matter."
"I'm fine!" Zhao Jia wiped his face with his sleeve and looked at him cautiously.
Fan Jie Qiang told him what the emperor had instructed him to do.
Zhao Jia took the order and left.
"Zhao Yi, go back home and pack your luggage, prepare to go to Heihe Village, and have the carriage ready and waiting at the city gate!"
"Yes!" Zhao Yi took the order and left.
"The others!" Fan Jie Qiang looked at the dozens of remaining guards.
"Each of you prepare a carriage and meet here!"
"yes!"
The guards all dispersed, and Fan Jie Qiang turned around and entered the Treasure House next door.
"The second young master is here." The shopkeeper greeted him respectfully.
That’s right, Zhenbaofang is run by the Fan family.
Fan Jieqiang instructed, "Pick out some fashionable jewelry that girls like, choose the more expensive ones, and package them beautifully."
"yes!"
The shopkeeper was not surprised. Needless to say, it must be prepared for Princess Mingzhu.
After a while, the shopkeeper came over with a dozen jewelry boxes. "Sir, I've chosen them. Please take a look."
Fan Jieqiang opened it and took a look. "Not bad, but too little."
The shopkeeper was surprised and said, "Second Young Master, these are not enough? All the best treasures in the store are here."
"Then go look for it in another store."
"How much does it cost, sir? I'd better have an idea in mind."
Fan Jieqiang pointed at the large carriage outside the door and asked, "Do you see the carriage outside?"
The shopkeeper nodded.
"It's full, filling five carriages."
"Ah?" The shopkeeper's eyes were trembling.
Fan Jieqiang added: "Fill it up completely, leaving no space at all."
The shopkeeper stumbled, "Second Young Master, are you kidding?"
Five carriages full of treasures?
Sir, you might as well just rob your own storehouse!
The gifts given to Princess Mingzhu were never so generous before!
"No kidding." Fan Jie Qiang said as he walked out, "Hurry up and prepare. Remember, all the best, don't use those rotten melons and dates to make up the number! Prepare it in half an hour!"
"Next stop, the silk shop! Ten carriages will follow!"
Fan Jie Qiang rode a horse and galloped down the street with a long line of carriages.
Xiao Jiuer, your second uncle will give you what your scumbag father is reluctant to give you!
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Heihe Village.
In the threshing ground, the threshed rice is dried and every household is busy storing it in the granary.
Baji, baji.
A chubby, white and tender little baby, like a fairy child, ran over with his little arms waving and his short legs.
"Bobo, is the millet dried?"
"Uncle Shu, how much millet did you harvest?"
"Auntie, you have so much millet at home!"
"Ye Ye, the new rice is so good for making porridge!"
The villagers laughed.
"Master Xiaojiu, please give us some time to answer!"
Ever since the treasure returned to Master Xiaojiu's body, Master Xiaojiu has not only become more beautiful and lovely, but also speaks much more clearly than before.
Maybe because she couldn't express herself clearly before, she was so depressed that now Little Nine is a complete chatterbox.
We can chat for half a day over anything with a piece of wood.
Look, it is now sticking out its little butt and chatting with the little ants on the ground.
"What did you say?"
"Okay, okay, I get it!"
"Grandpa, grandma, uncles, aunts, it's going to rain heavily! Hurry up and harvest the grain! Otherwise it will be too late!"
Everyone looked at the cloudless sky and asked, "Master Xiaojiu, how did you know it was going to rain?"
Could it be that the little god can also predict the weather?
"That's what the little ant said! I'm going home first! I really don't like getting wet in the rain!"
The little dumpling ran away, dragging his short legs.
The villagers looked at the sky. It didn't look like it was going to rain, but they believed what Master Xiaojiu said.
Speed up and transport the millet back home immediately.
Not long after returning home, heavy rain really came.
"Master Xiaojiu!" someone shouted outside the door.
"I'm coming!" Little Dumpling ran out.
Daqiang's father stood outside the gate holding an umbrella, "Master Xiaojiu, the Fan Jieqiang I made a bet with before is here. He wants to see Master Xiaojiu and says he has something very important to discuss with you!"
"Change?" Little Dumpling's eyes lit up, but soon dimmed.
Humph! Now I remember, Huanhuan is Princess Mingzhu's uncle!
Xiao Jiuer doesn't like anything related to Princess Mingzhu!
"No, no!" Little Dumpling shook his head.
"Okay, then I'll go and refuse him." Daqiang's father took a few steps. "By the way, he's followed by many carriages, saying they're gifts for Master Xiaojiu!"
"Gift?"
"That's what he said!"
The little dumpling couldn't help but suck it with his little mouth.
Hey, you can’t always go against money!
But I already said it was gone, and it feels a bit embarrassing to change my words now.
Daqiang's father suppressed his laughter and said, "Master Xiaojiu, why don't you meet him? Give him a small chance?"
"Okay! I'm not here for the gifts!" Little Dumpling waved his hands.
"Of course! Master Xiaojiu doesn't need these little things! I'll bring him in right away!"
Ye Buwei walked out.
He heard Zhao Xingjian mention Fan Jieqiang's identity.
Fan Jie Qiang's coming to Heihe Village at this time must be related to the palace. He is most likely a lobbyist sent by the palace.
"Brain bag!"
Little Tuanzi opened her little hand, and Ye Buwei smiled and held her in his arms.
"Xiao Jiu'er, in terms of blood relationship, he is your uncle, do you know that?"
"I know!"
"Oh? You knew?" Ye Buwei smiled, "I thought you didn't want to see him."
"I don't want to!" The little girl pouts her cheeks, her face full of helplessness.
But, he is too rich...
Why!
Another day of bowing to money!
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