Chapter 52 Marshal, the Madam is Here
"Madam, I will rely on you to take care of my husband from now on!"
"It's getting late, we should go to bed."
I don’t know what Zhang Hansheng did, but he simply waved his hand and the red candle two meters away went out.
"Um?"
"Where are you touching?"
…
It was another sleepless night. Lin Wanwan never expected that the person who was originally calm and restrained would do such a thing on his wedding night!
As a result, she stayed in bed the next day and didn't get out of bed until lunch.
"You really can't underestimate any man who has abstained from sex for a long time. I really can't withstand his fighting power."
After rubbing her sore waist, Lin Wanwan ate lunch without any appetite.
Following Zhang Hansheng's orders, the Marshal's Mansion no longer restricts Lin Wanwan's freedom.
She could wander around the mansion freely, or leave the mansion and look around the streets.
No one restricted her freedom, but when she went out, she had to bring her maid Xiao Cui and two or more guards with her.
The ban was finally lifted. After lunch, Lin Wanwan took a nice hot bath and felt that her body had finally recovered.
In the afternoon, she went out with her maid and guards, and they headed straight for the main street.
"Madam, you see, those shops over there belong to our Zhang family. Since you are the Marshal's wife, you can keep accounts when you buy things there."
Xiao Cui proudly pointed out the Zhang family's businesses to Lin Wanwan one by one.
Part of it is the business of the Marshal's Mansion, and the other part is the property of Zhang Hansheng's uncles.
But no matter which one it is, as long as it is the Zhang family's asset, Lin Wanwan can go in and pick things out at will.
She didn't expect Zhang Hansheng to be so confident and not afraid that she would empty the Zhang family's money!
Lin Wanwan just thought about it in her mind, she had no intention of becoming a thief.
"Is there any storyteller in this teahouse? Let's go in and take a look!"
When passing by a teahouse, Lin Wanwan pricked her ears and heard the sound of storytelling, so she stepped into the teahouse.
"Madam, the storyteller in this teahouse is very humorous. When the old lady was here, she loved coming here to listen to stories."
"We don't have to squeeze in with those people in the lobby. There's a private room on the second floor reserved for our residence."
“Although the old lady is no longer here, no one has ever dared to enter those rooms.”
Zhang Hansheng would occasionally come here to drink tea, so the private room in the Marshal's Mansion was always there.
Lin Wanwan didn't expect such a good thing to happen, so she followed Xiao Cui into the private room belonging to the Marshal's Mansion.
The waiter brought the best tea with great discernment, and two guards stood on both sides of the private room door.
Lin Wanwan and Xiao Cui stayed inside, drinking tea and listening to the wonderful stories told by the storyteller downstairs.
"The Flying Tiger Mountain bandits had just robbed the people of Gejia Village and were feeling smug, but they didn't expect to be wiped out by Zhang's army that very night..."
Lin Wanwan listened carefully to the storyteller downstairs. The story was not complicated. It was about a group of bandits who occupied Feihu Mountain and became the kings of the mountain. They would go to the countryside from time to time to burn, kill and loot.
Later, their actions aroused the anger of the people, and they called in Zhang's army.
The story is about how after the bandits on Flying Tiger Mountain caused chaos again, they were followed to the base camp by Zhang's army and then wiped out in one fell swoop.
Although the story was not complicated, Lin Wanwan could even guess the sequel while he was telling it.
But there were many people listening to the book, and with the wonderful interpretation of the storyteller, an ordinary story was told with a sense of ups and downs.
"Hi!"
Amidst everyone's enthusiastic applause and praise, Lin Wanwan heard a discordant voice.
[System, did some damn thing just break in?]
Although there was only one sound and it could not be heard again afterwards, Lin Wanwan was convinced that she had not heard it wrong, so she called out 3628 who was watching a TV series in the space.
[Host, you heard it right.]
[There's a Japanese spy in the next room, they're planning to take over Nanping Prefecture!]
Lin Wanwan was shocked by the system's words. Nanping Prefecture was now her man's territory. How could she allow others to spy on her?
[System, are you sure they're the Japanese? Can you help me keep an eye on them and see what their specific plans are?]
Although Lin Wanwan was born on a wasteland planet, she had been to the society in the 1970s after all and knew how hard life was for the ordinary people.
Lin Wanwan had heard a lot about the crimes committed by the Japanese devils, and naturally she disliked these hateful guys.
[Yes, you can, but the host cannot be too far away from the other party. If you exceed a certain distance, I will not be able to help you monitor.]
In fact, these are all trivial matters, and it is not as 36 28 said that they cannot be seen because the distance is too far.
But it only dares to help its host in details, but dare not do so blatantly.
If the Lord God System finds out, his performance will be deducted.
"Xiao Cui, can you ask someone outside to go buy me a bag of candied fruit next door?"
Lin Wanwan took out a pen and paper from her bag, wrote a few words on it, then folded the paper into small balls and handed them to Xiao Cui beside her.
She said she wanted the guards outside to buy her some candied fruit, but in fact she wanted them to pass on a message.
"Ma'am, what would you like to eat?"
Xiao Cui took the paper ball and didn't ask any questions. Instead, she asked loudly and perceptively.
"Let's just buy some plums. Drinking tea alone is pretty boring. It always feels a bit bland in the mouth!"
Lin Wanwan said a few perfunctory words and asked Xiao Cui to pass the note on quickly.
"Just plums won't do. How about some hawthorn cake? I heard the hawthorn cake from that preserves shop is really good."
As Xiao Cui spoke, she walked to the door, opened it, and gave instructions to the people outside.
"Go buy some plums and hawthorn cakes for Madam. Hurry up and don't keep Madam waiting for too long!"
As Xiao Cui spoke, she stuffed the money and the small piece of paper into the guard's hands.
"Hurry up!"
After giving the things to the other party, Xiao Cui urged him from behind, then closed the door and walked back.
"Madam, the item has been delivered!"
After returning to the house, Xiao Cui lowered her voice and spoke to Lin Wanwan.
"Well, I hope the Marshal can be quicker."
The message has been passed on, and the rest of the matters will be left to Zhang Hansheng to handle. Lin Wanwan does not intend to interfere further.
While drinking tea, she soon started eating plums from the shop next door and the hawthorn cake that Xiao Cui said tasted good.
"This hawthorn paste tastes good, but you can't eat too much of it. Xiao Cui, please help me share some of it."
There were no outsiders in the room, and Xiao Cui was not as reserved as usual in the Marshal's Mansion, so she sat on the other side of the table.
"Thank you, ma'am. I haven't had this in ages!"
It’s no wonder that Zhang Hansheng arranged Xiao Cui to be with Lin Wanwan. This girl is also a real foodie.
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