Mrs. Qi lives next door to Fu Tingyun, and her husband works as an official in the treasury of the General's Mansion. Although he is not as good as the official, he is a fat man. Perhaps so, Mrs. Qi is white and fat, like the Maitreya Buddha who always smiles.

She smiled and pulled Fu Tingyun's hand: "I've been bothering you, and I've specially sent us New Year's Day gifts." As she said that, she blinked at Fu Tingyun, "Someone gave our adults a basket of carrots two days ago. I've brought some over and you can try it."

Fu Tingyun held back and didn't laugh.

I guess who is the one who respects this carrot to the officials for the purpose of respecting the officials.

While saying thank you, she asked Mrs. Qi to sit down in the hall.

Zheng Sanniang served tea.

Mrs. Qi took a sip and immediately widened her eyes: "Oh, this is the best Biluochun. Is it scary of more than ten taels of silver per pound?"

This was bought last time in Yongjing.

Fu Tingyun said implicitly: "Mrs. Qi thinks it tastes good."

"It's delicious, delicious!" Mrs. Qi's eyes rolled around.

Fu Tingyun understood and immediately ordered Zheng Sanniang: "Bring this tea to Mrs. Qi with a pound."

"I dare not take it, I dare not take it." Mrs. Qi refused repeatedly, but Fu Tingyun smiled and said nothing.

Speaking of which, I have to thank this Mrs. Qi for some things.

A few days after Zhao Ling left, Mrs. Qi brought a few boxes of snacks to visit.

She first squinted her little eyes and looked at the house back and forth, and then, like today, took Fu Tingyun's hand and spoke in the hall: "I heard that your family came from Kyoto?"

Fu Tingyun was slightly stunned.

How could anyone ask others about their family affairs so bluntly?

Although she was unhappy, she still said politely: "No, I am from Pingliang County."

Mrs. Qi looked disappointed and said, "Why did Mr. Yingchuan personally ask the governor to take Mr. Zhao to report?"

Fu Tingyun suddenly understood.

It turned out that they were here to find out their bottom line.

The question was so direct, which shows that she was bullying her young and ignorant.

I just don’t know if she came here on the order of the clerk? Or just because she likes to listen to people’s secrets and Taoists’ right and wrong?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel shocked.

If the Qi couple were just curious, it would be okay. What if Qi Limu came to inquire on the orders of others?

Her mind was spinning rapidly.

My grandmother once told her that when looking at things, she should see both bad things and good things. Since someone wants to listen to their affairs, she might as well "report to the truth."

Thinking of this, she felt a little bit of a cramped heart.

"We have relatives in Kyoto," Fu Tingyun pretended to be vague, "so the Marquis of Yingchuan asked the governor to take the Ninth Master to report."

Her parents are in Kyoto, so this is not a lie, right?

"Really?" Mrs. Qi was excited: "Then what are your relatives doing?"

Fu Tingyun said: "Some of them have been prefects, and some have served as lecturers in the Hanlin Academy. It depends on who Mrs. Qi is asking specifically?"

Mrs. Qi's eyes lit up as she heard this and said, "Why did you come to Zhangye with you? I heard that you are an unmarried couple. If you follow you like this, don't you care about the people in your family? Why don't you decide on a name first?"

Fu Tingyun's face was so ashamed that she blushed, but she had to answer. Otherwise, the rumors would be flying all over the sky tomorrow. Moreover, the words to the Sixteenth Master could not be used here, so she had to write: "When we met a refugee in our family, the Ninth Master was anxious to go to the General's Office to report, so she had to bring me over. After a few days, we will take me to Kyoto."

Mrs. Qi looked at the little white flowers on her temples and suddenly realized.

But Fu Tingyun thought to himself.

I can't let you come to my house and see it all, but I know nothing about you. That's such a good thing!

"Mrs. Qi, where are you?" She looked at Mrs. Qi with a clear look, "I see that your skin is white and as thin as a cream, not like a person from Zhangye?"

After talking about Mrs. Qi's words, Fu Tingyun said that Mrs. Qi was the distant cousin of Lord Chen who was in charge of the town. Because he was supported by General Hu Shen, Qi Limu could only take the job in the warehouse.

Because the two had a great time talking, Mrs. Qi wanted to attract Fu Tingyun as her confidant and came to visit her home if she had nothing to do.

Occasionally, when Fu Tingyun was teaching Asen to study, Fu Tingyun would ask Mrs. Qi to wait for a while. After she came out, she would apologize: "I have taught half of my homework, but it is not easy to give up halfway. Let Mrs. Qi wait for a long time."

Mrs. Qi looked strange: "The girl can still read and write!"

Fu Tingyun said modestly: "That is to talk about "Thousand Family Poems", but the rest are too hard to do."

When Mrs. Qi looked at her again, she became a little more afraid.

Fu Tingyun then breathed a sigh of relief. He asked Zheng San to go out and ask if anyone was talking about their family affairs? What were they talking about?

Zheng San came back with a smile.

"People outside said that our family was in the court. Jiu Ye went to Zhuanglangwei just to get military merits and get promoted. They also said that our family did not spend a penny on this house, and it was given by the Xining Guards for free to curry favor with Jiu Ye. They said that the girl was born into a great family, not only was she dignified and tranquil, but she was proficient in poetry, chess, calligraphy and painting, and eight-legged articles."

Fu Tingyun was sweating profusely when she heard this and learned the power of the rumors.

Before Mrs. Qi had finished a cup of tea, Zheng Sanniang's tea had already been delivered. Mrs. Qi stopped refusing and took the tea with a smile. After chatting for a few words, Mrs. Qi stood up and said goodbye.

Fu Tingyun sent Mrs. Qi to the door.

A carriage was speeding past the door, and snow splashed on Mrs. Qi's skirt.

Mrs. Qi was so angry that she trembled and immediately pointed to the carriage: "Where is the boy who is not eyebrowed, rushing to the funeral!"

The Chinese New Year is coming, this sentence is a bit harsh.

The curtain of the car immediately tucked, revealing Zhang Yichenyi's pretty face: "Who is it? The mouth is full of messes!"

A few people met.

Then they were all stunned.

Sitting in the carriage was Xuemei, the personal maid of Mo Yi's concubine, Lu.

Shortly after Mrs. Qi visited Fu Tingyun, Lu came to visit her. The person who served her intimately was Xuemei.

She stared at Fu Tingyun without blinking at that time. Fu Tingyun was inexplicably impressed and was very impressed.

"It turns out it's Miss Fu." Xuemei helped her get off the carriage by an old lady who followed the carriage and bent her knees at Fu Tingyun. "I don't know if it's the girl here. I was offended just now, so please don't take it to heart." She was very soft in her tone, but she didn't even look at Mrs. Qi.

Mrs. Qi's face turned blue with anger.

Xuemei just smiled and greeted Fu Tingjun: "When I went out just now, my aunt also talked about the rice cakes given by the girl. They were as white as frost, not sticky or greasy, and were very delicious. She also asked me to see when the girl was free, and she also taught me how to make them. When I was greedy, I would make some."

There were ten kilograms of rice cakes in Fu Tingyun's New Year's Day ceremony.

She couldn't help but bit the corner of her lips tightly, said lightly, "Jiu Master is back", and then instructed Asen, "Take the horse into the shed for you!"

The voice is calm and rational.

Zhao Ling looked confused and stood there on the spot.

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