The Chen family seemed extraordinarily quiet in the afternoon, which was different from the lifeless tranquility of the previous days. Because Old Mrs. Chen woke up and the news that he could be cured made the Chen family feel a little more peaceful at this time.

The daylight was very good. Cheng Jiaoniang was sitting on the porch, leaning on the desk, leaning her head with one hand and tracing words as she pleased with the other.

The girl and servant sat aside, holding their breath and keeping silent.

Someone poked their head outside the courtyard gate. It was a four or five-year-old girl. She seemed a little timid. She glanced at it, then retracted, and after a moment, she poked her head in again.

The girls and servants all saw it, but they pretended not to have seen it.

"Danniang." Cheng Jiaoniang suddenly shouted.

The girl immediately walked out from behind the courtyard gate happily.

"Looking for me, what's wrong?" Cheng Jiaoniang asked.

Dan Niang ran forward, took off her clogs, knelt down and looked at Cheng Jiao Niang with a smile on her face.

"It's okay." She shook her head and said.

It's really a child's talk. The girls and servants behind them lower their heads, running around to do whatever they want, and saying whatever they want is no big deal.

The corners of Cheng Jiaoniang's mouth curled up.

"It's okay." She said, switching to handwriting.

Dan Niang looked at her with interest.

"Sister, what are you doing?" she asked.

It's really childish. People can do whatever they want. If they are laughed at and thought to be stupid, won't they get into trouble?

"Write." Cheng Jiaoniang said.

Just rubbing your fingers on the desk is writing? Only children can believe this.

The maid on the side murmured in her heart, and she heard the children's exclamations.

"Does sister write with her left hand?" Danniang said in surprise.

"Both hands are left and right, so naturally they can write." Cheng Jiaoniang said.

Dan Niang nodded suddenly.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes, yes, why didn't I think of that?" she said.

Because you are just a child, not a fool.

The servant girls wanted to stuff their heads into their necks.

Is this idiot good or not? Why is he talking so stupidly?

Why hasn't that maid come back? They are so uneasy here.

When Cheng Jiaoniang had a pleasant chat with the visitor Chen Danniang, Chen Shao also welcomed a visitor.

He led a man out of Old Mrs. Chen's house and came to the living room to sit down.

"That's it, it's really much better." The man said with a look of relief, "Your Majesty is thinking about me very much."

Chen Shao gave a courtesy.

"Your Majesty is worried about your crime." He choked and said.

"Why is this your fault?" The man hurriedly stretched out his hand to help him and shook his head and said, "It'll be fine if it's fine, it'll be fine if it's fine."

Chen Shao nodded.

"Which doctor did you invite this time?" the man asked curiously.

"She is from Jiangzhou, and she met my father on the road. At that time, she pointed out that my father had a hidden illness, but she didn't know it at the time." Chen Shao said, with a bit of luck.

"Oh, he is actually a miracle doctor who knows the disease even when he is here." The man said in surprise.

A miracle doctor? He was really miraculous, but a little weird. Chen Shao smiled and said nothing.

I really don't know what to say.

"Can I meet you?" the man asked again.

Chen Shao hesitated.

"See me?" Cheng Jiaoniang looked at Chen Shao in front of her with a dull expression, "Why?"

Chen Shao didn't know how to answer.

"This person is a colleague of mine, and we have a very good relationship with him," he said.

"Then, what does that have to do with me?" Cheng Jiaoniang interrupted him and asked.

Chen Shao was speechless.

"No, that's not what I meant." He explained hurriedly, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

This lady is weird in that she is like an ignorant naughty child who does whatever she wants and never considers anything else.

But what can be done about naughty children?

"I heard about the lady's magical skills and want to get acquainted with her," Chen Shao said.

"I don't want to get to know him." Cheng Jiaoniang said, standing up, "I want to rest."

Chen Shao wiped his sweat and returned.

"Ms. Cheng, it's unfortunate that you went to bed now because you were so exhausted after the acupuncture," he explained.

The man laughed and didn't take it seriously.

"The old lady's illness is important. The old lady's illness is important. See you later." He said, standing up to leave.

Chen Shao was busy keeping him.

"Wait a minute," he said, "I haven't seen you for a long time. Today I have some thoughts, so you and I can have a drink together."

He sighed and patted the man's arm.

"It's easy to pour out all the troubles I've been accumulating for many days," he said.

Chen Shao took care of everything at home and government. Chen Shao had been going through a lot of hardship these days. The man nodded in understanding.

"Go, prepare some wine and Chen Shao said.

The boy responded yes.

"Oh, that oriole wants to have a plate of wine." Chen Shao asked again.

The man was a little curious after hearing this.

"Oriole?" he said with a smile, "How many taels of meat is that? How about making it a dish to go with wine?"

"The secret is not that there is more meat but less meat." Chen Shao smiled and walked arm in arm with him, "You will know after you taste it."

The maid reached out and pinched a piece of cloth handed over by the store.

"Is this the best Wen Ling?" she asked.

"Yes, yes, little lady, this is the most fashionable Pegasus pattern silk." the store said.

It is also the most expensive.

"Let's have some of this." The maid nodded and said.

The store owner responded happily and directed the assistants to cut clothes.

"I want some more..." The maid took out the paper and looked at it and said, "Weijin, do you have Ruijin Palace Ling?"

What?

The store owner was stunned for a moment.

"Weijin? Ruijin Gongling?" she asked, "I've never heard of it."

"That's Shu Brocade." The maid looked at the paper again and said.

"We do have Sichuan brocade." The shopkeeper said hurriedly and asked the waiter to bring it out, "But it's all Jing brocade."

The maid looked at the paper.

If you have it, it's good, if you don't, it's optional.

"Then let's take this one." She patted it and said, choosing a few patterns.

After choosing the fabrics, the maid didn't have to worry about the rest. She went out and waited, looking around the street.

"The capital is very lively." Manager Cao said, "If you're not in a hurry, you can take my sister around."

The maid smiled slightly.

"No, I'm very familiar with the capital," she said.

The smile on Guanshi Cao's face was a little stiff.

Why is she so familiar? Isn’t this your first time here? It’s rare for a maid from the Cheng family to have been to the capital before?

"Uncle Cao?"
To be continued...