Transmigrated into the daughter of the prime minister, and thrived in space

The woman was half-lying on the bench, her long black hair hanging down, her deep and slightly resentful eyes looking at a piece of white silk, and she recited softly.

"I was originally a resident of the back mountain, but now I am a guest in the front hall. I dance drunkenly in the Sutra Pavilion with a half-rolled book, while cockroaches talk about the vastness of the sky..."

"Well! He has some talent and is a bit interesting. But, it's not suitable for my life. It's just a foolish dream!"

At this moment, a small insect crawled across the bench.

With her nail-painted hands, she picked up the little bug and slowly crushed it to death.

Seeing this, the old nanny called the head eunuch over, asked who was on duty today, and said, "Take him out and beat him to death!"

A miserable scream floated in the distance.

Gradually fade away.

The woman gently stroked the enchanting datura flower, which was as red as blood.

She closed her eyes slightly, took a deep breath of the flower scent, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of her lips, making her look even more creepy.

The woman was Li Qiongyao, the eldest princess of Daxin, the only daughter of the empress dowager and the only sister of the emperor.

She is connected with princes and grandchildren of the royal family and important officials in the court. Everyone trembles when she is mentioned. She is the most powerful woman in Kyoto.

Si Wenming left the palace at the age of fifteen and took charge of the Si family alone. The good situation of the family was largely due to her.

Tufu's Mansion.

Xiao Zhang knelt in the hall, trembling. On his left cheek, there was still a clear red palm print of five fingers.

"You have made me lose face! You are so good that you can write a famous poem. You are useless. You have spent more than ten years studying and have become a good-for-nothing."

Master Xiao became angrier and angrier as he spoke, and couldn't help but kick him.

"Master, please calm down. Miss Yu can write poetry if she wants. Why is she making fun of our son for no reason?" Mrs. Xiao tried to persuade him.

This interruption made the Grand Tutor feel even more frustrated, his chin trembling with anger.

"Hmph! Her father was against me in the court, and her daughter teased my son. In the matter of Liu Chen'er, she was one step behind, and Lu Huaizhou was killed in vain. You are a man of seven feet tall, but you can't beat a servile woman!"

"Dad, didn't you also...never fight Yu Wenrui? And--" Xiao Zhang was so scared that he was shaking like a sieve and his nose was running.

"You, you, you! You're really pissing me off to death!" The Taifu swung the stick at hand and hit Xiao Zhang with it.

"Ow—"

Lao Mu lay on the ground, yelling, "Is it like that? Xiao Zhang is destined to get a beating at home!"

"Today, I saw Si Wenming, and it seems that she is completely healed!" Yu Xiaoqiao said to herself while playing with the mutton-fat white jade pendant.

"Princess Heshuo is so pretty and has a good personality... Miss Song is pretty and smart, cute. And that girl is definitely a little loli. Princess Zhang is really a beautiful girl!"

Lao Mu had a lustful look on his face, immersed in appreciating the beauty.

Yu Xiaoqiao threw the book at hand at Lao Mu and said with disgust: "You are already dressed like a dog, but you still don't change your nature of thinking with your lower body. Enough!"

Lao Mu's dark eyes rolled, his nose stuttered, and he said aggrievedly: "You can think about love, but I can't look at beautiful women! Really, Yuzhou official!"

After a pause, he continued, "However, it was really fun to beat up that kid Xiao Zhang today! I just heard your prime minister father and his two wives discussing this matter, and the three of them were laughing so hard. You can help him vent his anger!"

"Today, those two little guys behaved very bravely."

While Lao Mu was still talking to himself, Yu Xiaoqiao had already returned to her room to sleep.

A few days later.

Yu Xiaoqiao always felt very weak. She went to bed as soon as it got dark every day and did not get up until noon, sleeping soundly.

Yu Chuwan joked, "Sister, are you planning to sell the pork in a few months? But right now, the pork market is not good! I'm afraid it won't sell at a good price!"

Yu Chuxiao stood by and put his hand on his nose, making a few "hulu" sounds like a pig.

Yu Chuwan handed a book to Yu Xiaoqiao.

"Today, someone sent a book to you, which seems to be some kind of martial arts. By the way, many young masters and ladies, even princesses and princes, invited you to their houses to discuss poetry and verses."

Yu Xiaoqiao got up and yawned, "No! No!"

When I opened the book, it was clearly written on it - Yangzhou Slow.

Yu Xiaoqiao opened her eyes wide and looked again and again.

There was a note on the title page: A set of exercises, practice carefully, signed by Wang Yan.

It turns out there really is a "Yangzhou Slow" song. I couldn't help but sigh in admiration at Teng Ping's skill and praised her so much.

I've been here for some time, and I don't know how to go back. If I can't go back... No, I'll just die here!

Bah, bah, bah!

Touch wood, childhood is fearless, the Buddha didn’t hear it!

A piece of inspirational quote penetrated into Yu Xiaoqiao's brain.

We come to this world to be with the people we love, do the things we love, and see the scenery we love.

Yu Xiaoqiao automatically blocked the people she liked and skipped the scenes she liked, leaving only——

Make money!

Things I like!

The most reliable person in the world is yourself. The most reliable thing is to make money. The most reliable thing is to make money by yourself.

"Okay, then let this be my first wish in Daxin," Yu Xiaoqiao said proudly, holding a brush in hand and looking at the roughly formed words.

"Are you not doing scientific research anymore, but production?" Lao Mu put his dog paws on the big words and shook his head.

"To retrieve the Nine Golden Cauldrons and find Jon Snow, we need money and manpower. Otherwise, we'll just stare at each other, with one pair of hands and your four claws, how are we going to find them?"

Yu Xiaoqiao leaned back in her chair, stroking the dog's fur, and spoke with certainty.

"Where to start? Restaurants, snacks, clothing, jade, accessories..." Yu Xiaoqiao muttered.

"Market research!" Lao Mu said with a smile.

So, Daxin is on your tongue.

While eating dry-pot bullfrog, he stared at the stir-fried pork kidney with green onions, ordered a serving of Dongpo pork, and a plate of Poria cocos cakes.

Drink the jade dew, taste the flowing amber, and taste the autumn dew...

A dog barking, a bottle of wine.

In the past few days, Yu Xiaoqiao dressed in men's clothes and brought Lao Mu with him, one person and one dog.

Go east out of Zuixian Pavilion, west to Huajian Tower, quiet Shuyu Pavilion, don't forget Fumanxuan...

"belch--"

From the old wooden dog's mouth, another small yellow croaker was spat out, and the smell of alcohol spread everywhere.

"I can't do it today. Let's fight again tomorrow!" Lao Mu had stars in his eyes and fell drunk.

Yu Xiaoqiao smoothed it out, and said to the man who had been holding his neck against her throat, "Hmph, what's the point! Tomorrow, I won't let you drink a drop of alcohol. You should do your research properly."

We can't do the restaurant business. The two of us can't earn enough to feed me and drink for you. Let's look for something else.

So, I tried the clothing shop, the gold and silver shop, the bookstore, and the rouge shop...

If you just look but don't buy, you will be looked down upon. Although you are wearing silk and satin, you are often pushed out by the waiters. Occasionally, the waiters will scold you, "Bah! You are pretending to be rich!"

Another day, the pavilion is full of blessings.

As soon as Yu Xiaoqiao saw the table full of familiar dishes, she felt something was about to overflow from her mouth.

Li Lingyan was puzzled and asked, "I'm inviting you to dinner, why do you look like that?"

"You don't know, but lately I've been eating and eating... I've eaten at this restaurant three times in two days." Yu Xiaoqiao said with a constipated look on her face.

"Master Zhen is here——"

A 200-pound fat man stood at the entrance of the hall, holding a huge food box in his hand, and shouted loudly.

The originally noisy hall suddenly became quiet. Everyone looked towards the door, and Lao Mu raised his dog's head and looked at it too.

A young man in gorgeous clothes came with a fan!

She wore a golden hairpin on her head, a red robe inlaid with gold, a golden embroidered belt around her waist, and golden-threaded shoes on her feet.

Yu Xiaoqiao thought to herself, this isn't a young master at all, he's more like a god of wealth.

"You, relative?" Yu Xiaoqiao asked Li Lingyan.

Li Lingyan looked suspicious and asked curiously, "Ah?"

"I am a royal relative, so I am so ostentatious!" Yu Xiaoqiao said with a smile.

Zhen Dafu brushed his robe lightly, smoothed the golden pendant on his waist, and after sitting down, he said in an operatic voice, "Gui'er, order the dishes!"

This, the desire to perform!

Fuguier bowed and replied, "Yes, Master!"

After he finished speaking, he took out a golden bowl, a golden plate, a golden chopstick, and a golden spoon from the food box...