Kick the scumbag, she brought space and married the national teacher to rebel

Han Zhiyu felt panicked.

The porridge distribution was handled by the people she trusted the most, and those who came to drink the porridge and get the steamed buns included disaster victims and citizens in the city. These people came and went, and there was no definite number. It was impossible to estimate the exact number of porridge they distributed and steamed buns, the size of the buns, and the size of the scoop. How did Long Shiling know all this?

Could it be that Li Fu was captured by him?

"Your Majesty, I have definitely taken all that food to disaster relief! But if you insist on suspecting me, I have nothing to say and I cannot prove my innocence."

Han Zhiyu kowtowed to him, looking ready to die. "My Lord, since you don't believe me, I can't make the victims spit out the food. It's all my fault. Please punish me!"

She couldn't admit it, but she could admit her mistake. If Long Shiling really wanted to kill her, she would have no choice but to accept her fate!

"You won't tell me, right?" Long Shiling's eyes were sinister, and he wanted to kill this woman. He clenched his fists and resisted the urge to strangle her to death.

Let's put Shangshu Han on the score for now. One day, they will pay back the money they put in with interest.

"Come here, lock the princess in the mourning hall and let her reflect on her mistakes in front of her mother's spirit. Only give her two steamed buns a day and let her out when she has figured things out."

Because Mrs. Du had not been buried yet, Long Shiling still kept the mourning hall, where he enshrined Mrs. Du's spirit tablet and burned three incense sticks every morning and evening.

Long Shiling always felt that Han Zhiyu would ruin his plans, and he would feel uneasy if he didn't lock her up. If it weren't for the overall situation, he really wanted to kill her and be done with it. When he succeeds, this woman must not be allowed to stay!

Han Zhiyu's face turned pale. Long Shiling was going to put her in solitary confinement. "Your Majesty, you can't do this to me..."

"Yes!" Two guards came in, picked her up and dragged her away.

"Anyone who approaches the mourning hall without my permission will be killed without mercy!"

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Winter comes early in Jinxiu City, and spring comes quickly. Just after the first month of the year, spring returns to the earth, all things revive, and the ice and snow begin to melt.

Things in Kyoto had begun to return to normal. Some stranded people and disaster victims were gradually sent away by government officials, and Chu Feiyan's porridge stall was no longer so busy.

"Master, the things have been packed!" Ji Song came to report.

A few days ago, the Imperial Master's Mansion was renovated and Gong Beixuan is going to move back today.

"I'll see you off." Chu Feiyan stood up.

"Yeah." Gong Beixuan looked at the room he had lived in and felt a little nostalgic.

Over the past few months, he and Chu Feiyan have been practicing together here and spending their leisure time together. He has become accustomed to having her presence in his life.

"Ayan, I really don't want to leave you." Gong Beixuan smoothed Chu Feiyan's hair, "But I have to go back. I will go to the Duke of Wei's mansion to present the betrothal gifts tomorrow."

Chu Feiyan stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the lips, "If you don't go back, how can you marry me?"

Gong Beixuan's ears turned red instantly and his eyes stared at her red lips.

"Hahaha!" Chu Feiyan liked to see him shy the most and thought he was extremely cute.

Although they had had physical contact several times and saw each other almost every day, this man was not easily teased.

"Ayan..."

"Master, the carriage is waiting outside the gate." Liang Ying shouted outside.

Gong Beixuan's face suddenly turned dark.

"Let's go! I'll take you out." Chu Feiyan smiled, took his hand and sent him away.

The two of them walked out of the gate hand in hand. Gong Beixuan held her hand tightly and was reluctant to let go until they got on the carriage.

"Let's go! Come back whenever you want." Chu Feiyan withdrew her hand and lowered the car curtain.

"Thank you, Princess, for taking in our master during this period of time." Ji Song bowed to Chu Feiyan to express his gratitude and got on his horse.

"Gee!" Liang Ying whipped the horse whip and the car slowly drove away.

Chu Feiyan looked at the carriage going further and further away, and felt a little reluctant.

The next day, the sun was shining brightly, a rare day of good weather.

Today is a good day for the Imperial Preceptor to present the betrothal gift to Princess Min'an, and the door of the Imperial Preceptor's residence was opened early in the morning.

All the guards of the Imperial Master were dispatched, and boxes tied with red silk were carried out of the mansion one by one.

Ji Song rode in front of the team on horseback, followed by a matchmaker who was dressed up gorgeously with a big red flower pinned in her hair, which was very eye-catching.

The team walked along the main street of Jinxiu City towards the direction of Duke Weiguo's Mansion, forming a long red dragon.

Such a large scale event immediately attracted the attention of the people. They looked at the endless team and started talking about it.

"Hey! Which family is this young man going to propose to?"

"The betrothal gift is so generous, he must be either a prince or a princess."

Liang Ying was also walking in the procession. When she heard what they said, she happily shouted, "This is the betrothal gift our Imperial Master gave to Princess Min'an!"

"So it's the Imperial Master who's going to offer the betrothal gift. Congratulations!"

"congratulations!"

The people congratulated him one after another.

"Thank you so much!" Liang Ying bowed her hands in thanks, feeling so happy as if she was the one making the betrothal gift.

The Duke of Wei’s Mansion.

Chu Feiyan and Gong Beixuan had already arrived and were drinking tea with the old Duke in the hall.

The old Duke looked at Gong Beixuan and liked him more and more. His granddaughter had finally found a good man. When his grandson got married and had children, he would die without regrets!

"Zhao'er is almost fifteen, it's time for him to get engaged!"

"Grandfather, don't worry about Zhao'er's marriage. I will help him keep an eye out for young ladies in the capital." Chu Feiyan said.

In his previous life, Zhao'er was still unengaged at the age of sixteen, and no one knew if he had someone he liked.

Speak of the devil, and he will appear. Chu Wenzhao ran in and shouted, "Grandfather, here I come!"

"Zhao'er, what's coming?"

"The betrothal gift, the betrothal gift that the national master gave to my sister..." Chu Wenzhao felt a little embarrassed when he saw Gong Beixuan was also here.

At this time, the matchmaker walked into the hall, twisting her waist and shaking the red handkerchief in her hand, "Congratulations, Duke! Congratulations, Duke!"

The strong smell of rouge and powder wafted into the air, causing several people present to frown.

The matchmaker pointed at the betrothal gift list in Ji Song's hand and said happily, "This is the betrothal gift list from the Imperial Master. Please have a look at it. Congratulations to the Imperial Master's Mansion and the Duke of Wei's Mansion on their happy marriage!"

The old Duke nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work!"

Lobo took a red money bag and gave it to the matchmaker, "Here's some tea for you!"

The matchmaker held a heavy purse in her hand, her face smiling like a chrysanthemum.

It's good to be a matchmaker for these powerful families. They are very generous. But being a matchmaker for ordinary people for a year still doesn't earn as much as the money they give as rewards.

Ji Song opened the betrothal gift list and began to read it out: "Two pairs of gold-inlaid agate bracelets, six sets of red gold head ornaments, twenty hu of South China Sea pearls, six jade ruyi handles, twenty rolls of cloud brocade silk, twenty rolls of soft smoke gauze..."

The list of betrothal gifts lasted for more than two quarters of an hour. Chu Feiyan was stunned and looked at the man next to her speechlessly. Did this guy move all his belongings here?