In March in the south of the Yangtze River, the spring breeze gently blows on the crabapple blossoms in the yard. Clusters of red flowers are in full bloom, dotted among them with a few drops of fresh green, full of vitality.

Wei Hanzhang opened the window and looked at the weather which had finally cleared up, but he was still depressed and couldn't muster any energy.

She stared blankly for a moment, her mind still thinking about the conversation between her two cousins ​​that she had overheard a few days ago.

They were saying that some time ago, Gu Yunran had two beautiful concubines. The mistress of the Gu family saw that her son was chasing after Wei Hanzhang every day, which was really unbecoming, so she personally selected two sensible girls and sent them to her son to distract him.

Upon hearing this, Wei Hanzhang's first reaction was to go find Gu Yunran to verify it. However, it happened that her eldest cousin was getting married soon, and the sisters in the family had been accompanying her for a small gathering in the other courtyard these days.

It was naturally inconvenient for Gu Yunran, a foreign man, to run around among girls, so Wei Hanzhang could only bear it for the time being, but after a few days, he felt more and more depressed the more he thought about it.

Her mood was written all over her face, and her sisters could see it, but they just thought it was a minor conflict between her and the young master of the Gu family and didn't take it seriously.

Seeing that she had been sitting by the window alone, Jiang Zhiqin put down her embroidery and coaxed her, "It's a rare sunny day today, Ranran, why don't you go for a walk in the garden? Before you came, didn't you keep talking about how beautiful the crabapple trees in this courtyard are?"

Wei Hanzhang's nickname was Ranran, which was given to her by her grandmother, Old Madam Jiang. Upon hearing this, she still leaned against the window sill with a gloomy look on her face.

Suddenly, she seemed to think of something and turned around and asked, "Can we still get into the Cao's garden next door?"

The two girls from the Jiang family looked at each other and shook their heads.

"After the Cao family was raided, all their wealth was confiscated. I haven't heard whether the garden has a new owner." Jiang Zhiqi thought of his close friend Cao Xinrou who still didn't know where she was at the moment, and sighed.

Jiang Zhixue looked puzzled: "Why did Ranran suddenly want to go to Caoyuan Garden?"

"A few years ago, we were invited by the Cao family to stay in the garden next door for a few days. That time, I buried a jar of wine under the cherry tree in her house."

Wei Hanzhang said softly, "It's a bit old now, I want to dig it out and taste it."

The jar of premium daughter's red wine was dug by Gu Yunran, and she filled the hole with soil, and they buried it together.

Since he remembered it, it was fate. And my eldest cousin's wedding was approaching, so daughter's red wine was very appropriate for the occasion. Wei Hanzhang cheered himself up, stood up, put on his veil and prepared to go out.

Jiang Zhiqin called her: "The gate of the garden next door has been closed these days, and no one has been going in or out. How are you going to get in?"

Wei Hanzhang lifted his veil and smiled at her: "I have my own way. You two sisters, wait and taste the wine I buried myself."

After saying this, without waiting for them to say anything else, he walked out of the house, no longer showing the listless look he had just shown.

The two young ladies of the Jiang family could not stop her. They were not like Wei Hanzhang. The two elders of the Jiang family felt sorry for their granddaughter who had left her parents at a young age, and they had always doted on her. Although they didn't protect her like the apple of their eye, it was almost the same. They just spoiled her into the type of person she is now, who would do whatever she thought of.

She is a fearless person, and she has the little bully of the Gu family following her around and doing everything for her. She is also from a marquis's family in the capital. Looking at the whole Xuzhou city, who can be as lucky as her?

Speaking of which, although Wei Hanzhang has traveled to this era for so many years and has never seen her own parents, she has never experienced the feeling of living under someone else's roof. The Jiang family, from top to bottom, treats her very well. In terms of food, clothing and other expenses, several legitimate daughters are inferior to her.

After bidding farewell to his two cousins, Wei Hanzhang led his maid towards the courtyard wall in his memory. The three of them, master and servant, searched for a long time and finally found the hole they had crawled through a few years ago with Gu Yunran.

After all these years, it has not been blocked.

Wei Hanzhang stood in front of the cave with a hesitant look on her face. The two maids behind her did not approve of her behavior in the first place, and hurriedly dissuaded her: "This cave is narrow, how can anyone pass through it? Girl, let's go back. If the opposite yard is owned by someone, once the news gets out..."

"No." Wei Hanzhang shook his head. "I've already told my two sisters that it's not a good idea to go back home halfway. And if the cherry orchard opposite really has an owner, why would they not repair it and let the wall fall into disrepair after taking over this new orchard?"

Wei Hanzhang had made up her mind to drill through the hole. After saying that, she ordered two maids to guard from a distance and make sure no one else saw her drilling through the hole in the wall.

She raised her hand to steady her veil, rolled up her sleeves, bent down and went to the other side of the wall.

Although the entrance to the cave was small, fortunately she had a slender figure and the courtyard wall was not thick, so Wei Hanzhang got through without much effort. She clapped her hands and stood up straight. She was about to ask Luzhu and Lulan to come over, but when she looked up, she saw a few big men standing in the pavilion not far away.

Those burly men, each with a big sword on their waist, did not look like ordinary guards but more like gangsters.

Could it be that after the government confiscated the Cao family’s property, they sold it to some bandit?

Or were the bandits occupying this remote village and plotting something? Could she have stumbled into a den of thieves? Several thoughts flashed through her mind, and when she looked closely, she saw a young man sitting on a stone bench in the pavilion behind the big men, with his back to this side, making tea, and a servant was standing behind him, bending over.

The man brewed tea in a leisurely and calm manner, and he didn't look like a bandit...

There was no news after the master left. Luzhu and Lulan on the other side couldn't help but call her in a low voice. Wei Hanzhang blinked, then tilted his head slightly and was about to speak, but saw several big men in front of him drawing their swords, so he had to keep silent.

I thought to myself: What a great power.

The man sitting in the pavilion making tea raised his hand, and several big men put away their weapons. Wei Hanzhang tilted his head tentatively again, and when he saw that they didn't react, he quickly spoke to comfort the maids, telling them to wait where they were and not to follow.

After saying this, Wei Hanzhang stood up straight and calmed herself down, thinking that she was in the wrong for trespassing into someone else's house. She was about to bow and apologize when she saw the servant standing behind the man walk down the pavilion and approach her.

The servant nodded slightly at her and asked, "How did you know that you can enter here?"

Wei Hanzhang hesitated, but when he saw the other person's face gradually becoming unfriendly, he had to confess: "I went there a few times when I was young."

She was dressed like a lady from a wealthy family, and her words were a little abrupt. The servant was startled and asked, "What are you doing here?"

The man who had been standing with his back to this side in the pavilion stood up at some point and glanced over with his eyes slightly lowered.

Wei Hanzhang has always been bold. There is no one in Xuzhou City that she dare not look at. She was not afraid when she saw this scene. Instead, she raised her head and looked over very generously.

I didn't expect that after just one glance, my heart could not help but tremble, and I almost couldn't control myself and stepped back.

The man had an extremely cold face and a tall and slender figure. He looked to be no more than twenty years old. His aura was as sharp as a sword, radiating chills that made people tremble with fear.

Is he the new owner of this manor?

When did such a person appear in Xuzhou City? 　New book~~~New book! ~~~~ 　　 　 (End of this chapter)