Time Travel: Female Cannon Fodder of the Republic of China

"The old lady is kindhearted and couldn't bear to see the child suffer from illness, so she asked me to send a hundred-year-old ginseng and a box of longevity cream."

After saying that, he raised his hand and waved.

The two maids behind her took two steps forward silently and knelt down to salute.

He placed the tray gently on the table, lifted the red cloth on it, revealing what was inside.

Ai Shutong was very curious, but before she came, Nanny Lin had told her not to look around and to be quiet and dignified.

Although she didn't know whether a four or five-year-old child could understand this, Ai Shutong thought it would be better to be a wooden beauty to avoid any trouble.

"I'd like to thank the old lady on behalf of the princess." The dignified and polite Nanny Lin bent her knees slightly and stroked her temples with a handkerchief.

Nanny Du opposite also stroked her temples as a return gesture.

Then he took the two girls and left without looking back.

Ai Shutong stretched her neck to watch them walk to the hanging flower gate, and then they disappeared in the blink of an eye.

He laughed twice, turned around and rushed towards the table where the tray was placed, but he forgot about the ten-centimeter-high flowerpot shoes on his feet.

With a cry of "Ouch", he was about to come into close contact with the hard, cold floor tiles, but was pulled back by Nanny Lin halfway.

"Gege, you are too thin. You should eat more in the future."

"Also, from today on, you have to wear flower pot shoes for at least two hours every day. As a princess of the Qing Dynasty, how can you not wear flower pot shoes? You are from the Bordered Yellow Banner."

While Nanny Lin was lecturing, she weighed Ai Shutong. Perhaps she felt she was too light, and her brows slightly frowned.

As soon as Ai Shutong landed, the first thing she did was to move towards the table carefully as if she was walking on stilts. After she touched the table with her hand, she held on to the table and sat down on the chair.

He pulled the two trays in front of him with both hands, picked up the ginseng on the left first, looked at it carefully, then put it under his nose and smelled it, but couldn't make out anything special, so he put it back on the tray.

Then he picked up a golden rectangular box on the right, opened it, and saw a layer of golden paste evenly spread inside.

Just as he was about to put it under his nose to smell it, Nanny Lin interrupted him.

"You can't just smell this. After you smoke it, you'll have hallucinations and see what you want to see. It's very weird."

Ai Shutong immediately thought of opium, but isn't opium black or brown? How come this is golden yellow?

"Gold, this is gold." Ai Shutong deliberately pointed at the box of longevity cream and shouted.

Nanny Lin quickly closed the lid, then pointed at the box and patiently explained to Ai Shutong: "This is not a box made of gold. It is just coated with a layer of gold foil on the surface. It is not as valuable as silver."

Ai Shutong: "Sell it for money, give it to me."

After hearing this, Nanny Lin tapped Ai Shutong's nose with amusement, "I didn't expect our princess to be such a money-grubber. When has Nanny ever treated you badly? Although your mother only gives you thirty taels of silver every month, Nanny can still make a lot of money every month by selling embroidery, which is enough to support you."

Ai Shutong yelled a few more times, "Sell it for money."

But Nanny Lin just treated her like a child and coaxed her. After smiling, she locked the things in the cabinet.

Ai Shutong was very unconvinced and thought that she must speed up her studies and return to normal as soon as possible so that she could be in charge, get the money to travel, and implement her escape plan.

On the other side, Madam Du took a carriage for about twenty minutes and returned to Prince Hengshu's Mansion in Donghuai Hutong, West City.

There are three main gates in the Prince's Mansion, and the middle one is the tallest. The carriage just stopped in front of the main gate.

A young servant in a mandarin jacket ran out and greeted her with a smile, "Madame Du is back. I will open the right door right away."

After saying that, she ran to open the vermilion gate on the far right. Without even showing her face, Nanny Du, the driver drove back to the mansion.

The carriage stopped in the front yard. First, a little girl got out of the carriage, then took a footrest from the back of the carriage, and then helped Madam Du get out of the carriage.

The courtyard was square, with a regular and wide stone brick floor in the front and a corridor and main house in the back. Nanny Du did not stay in the courtyard, but passed through two hanging flower gates and entered the backyard.

Nanny Lin entered the main room and bowed to an old lady sitting on the kang.

The old lady was wearing a maroon cheongsam with a longevity pattern and had a large bun on her hair that was adorned with gems and pearls.

The old lady was leaning against the head of the kang, smoking, squinting her eyes, her wrinkled face full of enjoyment.

"Did you see it?"

The old voice had a sticky smell, as if a wet bug was crawling across his throat.

Madam Du took the pipe from the maid, opened the garlic-like pipe with familiarity, picked out the golden tobacco paste, put it in, lit it, and waited for the old woman to take a puff.

"To answer Madam Fu-jin's question, I have seen her. She is stunningly beautiful, but a little thinner."

She didn't dare to say whether she was stupid or not. After all, she was the old lady's granddaughter. Although no one acknowledged it, it was not something that a servant like her could comment on.

"Oh?"

The old woman asked a question, as if she didn't expect Aunt Du to say that.

Then he sighed again and waved his hand in a disinterested manner, "You are tired too, go down and rest."

What’s the point of having good looks if your brains don’t work?

Nanny Lin retreated cautiously. The old woman yawned, leaving some shiny water marks at the corners of her eyes and mouth.

In the main room of the central courtyard, Li Yanran was walking back and forth twisting her handkerchief, with an expression that seemed both distressed and angry.

After a while, an old woman in her fifties hurried in. Before she could salute, she heard Li Yanran anxiously say, "Forget it, forget it."

"Mother Li, how is it?"

"Miss, I found out that it was Madam Du who went with the old lady, and she brought two little girls with her. It took them half an hour to go back and forth. It should be nothing, otherwise they wouldn't have come so quickly."

Li Yanran touched her chest with the handkerchief in her hand, "What kind of life am I living? No one is worry-free, old or young."

"It's all Li Tai's fault for being unreliable. I asked him to get rid of Yingtao, but he didn't expect her to escape right under my nose."

"If it hadn't been so noisy, the old lady wouldn't have known about it."

The old maid knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "It's all because I didn't teach my son well enough, and let that kid Li Tai ruin the young lady's business. If I didn't need him to find someone later, I would have killed him right away."

Li Yanran did not yell, but said in a hateful voice: "Li Tai really needs a lesson. Normally, I was lenient with him for your sake, but he became so rude that he didn't even do the things the master told him to do."

The old maid kowtowed twice again and said, "It's my fault. I didn't teach my son well. I beg you to punish me, young lady."