Traveling to the ancient harem

Huang Ye felt like she was at a parent-teacher conference in her previous life. Her parents had promised to come, but they were busy and didn't come. Although they always transferred money to her card as compensation, the feeling of loss could not be made up. Yes, that's it. In fact, in Huang Ye's heart, she already regarded her two masters as mothers.

The consequence of this incident was that Huang Ye returned to the small courtyard and ran directly to the abbot's room, where he found the master who was about to end the evening class and angrily complained to him. Looking at Huang Ye's red little face due to grievance, Guan Zhen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This was right, this was how a child should be.

Huang Ye took Hongdou to find her second master's yard. She thought that although her second master was a man of few words, he was very considerate and would definitely wait for her to report that he was safe.

As a result, the Second Master's yard was pitch black and everyone seemed to have gone to bed. Huang Ye was not giving up and kept knocking on the door. When the Second Master got up and opened the door, he was still confused. He saw his little disciple chattering, accusing the Second Master of not loving her and not caring about her, with her eyes red with grievance.

In fact, Huang Ye didn’t know what was wrong with her. According to her mental age, she was no longer a child and should not be so childish. However, she just wanted to vent the grievances accumulated in her two lives.

This incident directly led to the fact that whenever she went out and came back later than the agreed time, the two masters would wait for her at the door of the nunnery to express their concern and love for her.

Hongdou curled her lips: Miss is just pretentious. She makes it seem like such a big deal, no matter how small the matter is. But this is just what she thinks in her mind and she dare not say it out loud. She is determined to be a good girl.

Huang Ye: If you dare to say it out loud, I will definitely break up with you for one minute. No lie.

Huang Ye went to sleep contentedly after venting her anger. The next day, she went hiking with Hongdou as energetic as ever. After returning from the mountain and having breakfast, Hongdou told her master everything that happened the day before.

Guan Zhen did not ask about the character of the mother and son. She believed in her disciple's vision and thought her arrangement was very good. If she thought it was a good thing, she should support it. This is what a good master should do.

With the support of her master, Huang Ye was full of energy. She first asked her master for advice and wrote two indentures. When the time came, she only needed to fill in her name or put a fingerprint to file them with the government. The next step was to write a letter to her grandfather.

In the letter, she described in detail the experiences of Wansheng and her son, and also talked about her future plans. Opening a restaurant can not only make money, but most importantly, the people who go to the restaurant to eat are from all walks of life, making it the best place to collect intelligence.

Three months later, the old man received Huang Ye's letter and only said one sentence to his son and daughter-in-law: "It's a pity that your daughter was born a girl. If she was a boy, she might have been granted a title of nobility or become a prime minister in the future." He was proud to have such a granddaughter.

On the third day, Huang Ye went down the mountain after breakfast. This time Lingyu did not follow him. Only Hongdou and the others followed. When they arrived at the headman's house, they saw the door was ajar. When they pushed it open, they saw Zhang chatting and laughing with the headman's wife doing needlework, and Wansheng was busy feeding the chickens and ducks. Both of them had smiles on their faces, and no longer looked confused and helpless as seen the day before.

This is the right way. Huang Ye gave himself a thumbs up in his heart. Only by blending into the crowd can he regain his confidence. Look, the effect is there.

Seeing the two of them come in, Zhang dropped her needlework, and Wansheng also came over. The two of them bowed respectfully to Huang Ye: "Greetings, young lady."

"No need to be polite." Huang Ye waved his hand and looked at the headman's wife. "Is the headman not at home today?"

"The boss went up the mountain to herd cattle early in the morning. He was worried that you would need to use the ox cart today. Wait a moment, I will go up the mountain to call him." After saying that, he ran out.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, Huang Ye asked Hongdou to take out two purses. One of them contained some small change. Although it was not much, it was enough for them to eat and stay in a hotel on the road. The other one contained copper coins. This kind of change was also necessary. It was very convenient for getting a ride on the road or buying a cup of tea when thirsty.

Huang Ye also took out a fifty-liang silver note and five ten-liang notes, a total of one hundred liang. She told them to use the fifty-liang silver note to arrange the burial of her father. She had asked her master about it. Fifty liang of silver was enough to buy a piece of land and a coffin, and to hire people to carry the coffin and ask monks to pray for the souls of the deceased. As for why the remaining fifty liang were all ten-liang notes, Huang Ye thought that if they encountered big expenses on the road, it would be more convenient to have a smaller amount of silver notes, and it would not be easy for people to target them.

Zhang pulled her to the ground and kowtowed three times. Zhang burst into tears and said that she could only repay the young lady's kindness in the next life.

Wansheng secretly swore in his heart that if there comes a day in this life when he needs to risk his life to protect the young lady, he will not hesitate at all, and from today on, his life belongs to the young lady.

Huang Ye: Why do I want your life? Are people nowadays so honest?