In these two moments, Jiang Yunxu completely realized the difference in power. She looked at the dozens of guards and felt helpless.
At the top, there was also the mocking and stern look from Nanny Lin, who wanted to poke holes all over her body.
This look made Jiang Yunxu feel bad.
The next second, Nanny Lin pulled out a slender cane from nowhere and without saying a word, whipped it hard towards Jiang Yunxu's back.
"Princess, your posture is wrong!"
Pa, again: "The princess clearly doesn't take the prince seriously and dares to show contempt for him."
Jiang Yunxu snorted and raised her eyes to look at Nanny Lin. She was about to get angry when she heard Brother Tuan's cry coming from behind.
The cry dispelled her anger, her face tightened, and a fierce smile suddenly appeared on her lips. Her eyes fell on Nanny Lin's other hand.
Mother Lin was so frightened that she backed away and subconsciously hid her other hand on her lower back. She was so angry that she gritted her teeth: "Princess, I will never forget the revenge of my broken hand!"
After saying that, Nanny Lin turned and left.
And Jiang Yunxu really knelt for two hours before the guards withdrew. Hong Qiao immediately helped her up, bent down and rubbed her knees: "Master, you have suffered."
"I'm fine."
After returning to the house, I applied some blood-activating and blood-stasis-removing plaster on my knees, drank a bag of glucose, and recovered a lot.
As for the injuries on the back, they were all very small, but very painful and densely packed, as if they had been pricked by needles.
In other words, the bamboo stick in Nanny Lin's hand was specially processed.
"Master, I will chop off that old naughty slave's other hand tonight." Hong Qiao said.
Jiang Yunxu glanced at Brother Tuan who was playing in Hong Fei's arms. She shook her head and said, "I really pissed off those people by living under someone else's roof. We can't get anything out of it. Let's keep this account in mind first."
What she has to do now is to expand her power as quickly as possible.
The bank note that Chu Xuanzhi gave her may not be a hot potato, she still has to rely on herself.
The top priority is to make money.
Just do what you say. After Jiang Yunxu simply tidied up, she put on her clothes. She had just been punished. In a short period of time, the couple would not come to cause trouble, so she took Hongqiao and slipped over the wall through the back door.
Walk.
Standing on the street, Jiang Yunxu experienced the customs and customs of Lingzhou for the first time. There were stalls on both sides of the road, offering food, drink and entertainment.
Jiang Yunxu touched her belly, found a wonton restaurant to sit down, and ordered two bowls of wontons. She looked at Hongqiao and asked: "What is the most profitable thing under the emperor's feet?"
"Of course it's a brothel. There are two big brothels in the local area. They are extremely luxurious and there are many customers every day."
Be a bustard?
What came to Jiang Yunxu's mind was that she was wearing extremely exaggerated clothes, holding a whip in her hand, and viciously forcing a decent woman.
No, it can't be done. She can't do such a derogatory thing.
"What else?"
"A medical clinic, a restaurant, and a treasure appraisal."
Soon two bowls of wontons were served. The waiter heard about the conversation and said with a smile: "And the rouge gouache from my daughter's house, tsk tsk, that's a waste of money."
Jiang Yunxu immediately became interested when he heard this. No matter when, women make the best money.
Especially at the feet of the emperor, where the powerful gathered, the most indispensable thing was rich ladies.
Jiang Yunxu already had an idea in her mind. After eating the last wonton, she wiped her mouth and said, "Hongqiao, check out!"
"yes."
After wandering around the street, Jiang Yunxu bought some necessary supplies and also took a look at what the rouge water in the capital looked like.
She has never seen the original owner wearing any rouge and gouache since she traveled back in time. Thinking about it carefully, she has too many scars on her face, so what will happen if she applies them on them?
Just as she was deep in thought, a carriage came speeding towards her, overturning several vendors at such a fast speed that it came directly towards her. In the panic of the crowd, Hongqiao was pushed away by the crowd, shouting: "Master!"
The next second, someone grabbed Jiang Yunxu's waist and jumped up. She experienced flying for the first time.
Chu Xuanzhi happened to be talking in a restaurant and suddenly caught a glimpse of this scene. Without thinking much, he rescued Jiang Yunxu with half a mask on his face.
Almost in an instant, the carriage whizzed past. Jiang Yunxu was dumbfounded. He didn't react until his feet landed on the ground.
This scene reminded her of a time when her best friend was in a car accident in modern times and died right in front of her, so much so that she immediately forgot to react.
"You...are you okay?" Chu Xuazhi saw her frightened look, his face turned pale, and his tone was softer: "You're fine now."
Jiang Yunxu swallowed her throat and recognized Chu Xunzhi at the first sight. She took two steps back and looked at his legs, then looked at the people around her. Then she had some words left unsaid, so she bowed: "Thank you, sir."
save."
When Chu Xuanzhi saw that her expression was the same, he distanced himself.
"Oh, who's carriage is this? It was riding in the street and almost hurt someone."
"Who can it be? It seems to be Princess Qing."
Jiang Yunxu squinted at the direction of the carriage, and listened to the words in his ear: "Nine times out of ten, you are going to the Third Prince's Mansion to seek medical treatment. You should go back quickly."
Without questioning Chu Xuanzhi's words, Jiang Yunxu immediately found Hongqiao: "Let's go back home."
Before leaving, she waved to Chu Xuanzhi.
Chu Xuanzhi narrowed his eyes, and Yin Feng behind him whispered: "Master, it was too dangerous just now, your injury is just a little bit..."
Just now, when the master flew out to save people, Yin Feng was so frightened that he had no time to stop him.
"If she dies, I won't survive. Saving her is like saving myself."
Although Chu Xuanzhi said this, there was something very strange in his heart. He almost didn't think about it and just saved people.
…
Jiang Yunxu climbed over the wall and returned to the courtyard. As expected, the courtyard was very quiet. She told Hong Fei: "No matter what noise you hear, don't come out for a while."
"yes."
After arranging everything, she asked: "Do you know the background of Princess Qing?"
Hong Qiao nodded: "Prince Qing is very favored, and Princess Qing is also a noble girl. She is in her early thirties and is considered a prominent figure in the capital."
"Which camp does Princess Qing belong to?"
"It's the Queen Mother. Prince Qing is the Queen Mother's son."
After Jiang Yunxu figured out the relationship, she knew what was going on. She quickly took out the rouge and gouache she bought today, and then put on a very realistic injured makeup. Her face, neck, and arms were all blue and blue everywhere visible to the naked eye.
It was so swollen that I could hardly open one eye, especially both arms, and the scars were deep enough to show the bones.
Hong Qiao was stunned.
Can wounds also be drawn?
Jiang Yunxu whispered a few instructions into Hong Qiao's ear, and Hong Qiao nodded: "Master, don't worry, I understand."
At this time, Princess Qing got off the carriage with an anxious look and hurried into the mansion. When Chu Youqi heard that Princess Qing was coming, she went out to greet her in person: "Why is aunt here?"
A look of disdain flashed across Princess Qing's graceful face, and her enchanting red lips curled up: "I'm sorry to bother you today, Third Prince."
"How come."
Before Chu Youqi could speak, Princess Qing looked around, raised her eyebrows and asked, "Why don't you see the princess coming out to greet you?"
"The princess feels cold and is inconvenient to come. Don't blame Princess Qing." Jiang Yan'er came over gracefully, with a gentle smile on her face, and she behaved like a matron.
Princess Qing's eyes fell on Jiang Yan'er. If she hadn't been the daughter of the prime minister, she wouldn't have paid any attention to her today and would have lowered her status.
But now, Princess Qing squeezed out a smile and praised her: "This is Concubine Jiang, she is indeed a beauty. The third prince is lucky."
"Auntie was so impressed."
After welcoming people into the mansion, Jiang Yaner served the best tea, but Princess Qing was a little absent-minded and asked: "Is the princess' illness serious?"