Divorce the bad husband, store grain fields, and marry the emperor's uncle for the second time

Xia Dequan mumbled, "Why are you talking about this? Your mother, your mother..."

"Have you ever been to Beijing?" Xia Xiaorou asked again.

Xia Dequan's expression changed drastically. "Where did you hear that your mother has been to the capital?"

Xia Xiaorou wondered in her heart, doesn't Xia Dequan know that Wei Xueying is from Beijing?

"Has Dad ever been to the capital?"

"No, the capital is a place for rich people, and my father is so poor..." Xia Dequan shook his head, "What are you thinking about all day, kid? You blame me for marrying your stepmother, so you have wild thoughts, right? But... what can I do? You and Xiaoying are so young, I can't take care of you three siblings by myself. Your mother died early, and you don't have your grandparents to help you, so I have to take care of everything. Your mother caused me a lot of trouble, and in the end, you still blame me?"

He complained a lot, called Xia Jicai, and left with his load on his shoulder.

Xia Jicai wanted to talk to Xia Xiaorou, but Xia Dequan yelled at him and he had to follow him reluctantly.

The father and son walked into the crowd.

Xia Xiaorou half-closed her eyes and looked at Xia Dequan who was walking away.

Twice in a row, Xia De avoided her questions.

But this shows that Xia Dequan must know something but is unwilling to say it.

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Xia Jicai followed Xia Dequan reluctantly, and after walking a few steps, he looked back at Xia Xiaorou.

"Dad, I have something to say to Xiaorou, why are you pulling me away?"

"Stop talking to her!"

"why?"

Xia Dequan was about to explain when someone suddenly whipped him on the shoulder, "Are you blind? Where are you going?"

Xia Dequan looked up.

He found that the person who hit him had a Beijing accent and looked familiar, so he was scared and hurriedly pulled Xia Jicai out of the way.

The driver looked at him coldly, curled his lips sarcastically, cursed him as a "country bumpkin", and drove away.

Xia Dequan thought to himself, isn't this the coachman from the Duke of Anguo's mansion?

How did he get here?

"Dad, what are you looking at?" Xia Jicai noticed that Xia Dequan was staring at the carriage going away in a daze, so he pushed him and asked puzzledly.

"I didn't see anything." Xia Dequan came back to his senses and continued the previous topic, "Xiao Rou likes to stir up trouble, you should stay away from her. You will be implicated by her."

Xia Jicai thought about Xia Xiaorou's delicate face and listened to Xia Dequan's words with one ear and out the other. "Got it, Dad."

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"Madam Luo, it seems like there is a big market today. There are too many people on the street and we can't walk fast." The coachman from the Duke of Anguo's mansion turned around and said to the people in the carriage.

Madam Luo lifted the curtain and looked at the street scene. She regretted letting the coachman pass through the street. She didn't expect there were so many people today.

When she walked through the street market twenty years ago, she had never seen so many people.

"Let's go like this today. Next time, don't go to the market in the morning because there will be too many people there." Mrs. Luo said.

"Yes, Madam Luo." said the driver.

He just responded when the carriage nearly hit someone again.

The driver was furious and whipped the young lady with his whip again, "Get out of the way! You blind country bumpkin!"

"Be careful, Miss Xia!" someone shouted loudly and pulled the young lady away.

The whip was blown empty.

"Isn't this the coachman from the Duke of Anguo's mansion? Why are you driving in such a hurry? Which grave are you going to visit?" Zhu Yun raised her eyes and looked at the coachman with a smile.

Xia Xiaorou turned around and looked at the driver.

She couldn't help but narrow her eyes.

If Zhuyun hadn't pulled her back, she would have been hit by the driver's carriage.

It was a busy market early in the morning, and this driver was driving fast and hitting people! How arrogant!

The driver recognized that the person who scolded him was Zhu Yun, the chief maid of Prince Yan's palace. He turned pale with fright and hurriedly smiled and bowed, "It turned out to be Miss Zhu Yun. I didn't know it was Miss Zhu Yun. I apologize for the offense."

When Madam Luo and another maidservant in the carriage heard that it was Zhuyun who was there, they hurriedly lifted the curtain and got off the carriage to greet Zhuyun together.

Mrs. Luo smiled and said, "Miss Zhuyun, my driver offended you. I am so sorry." She scolded the driver, "Get off the bus and salute!"

The driver got off the bus again and bowed deeply to Zhu Yun.

Zhu Yun sneered, "No need to salute me. You should salute this Lady Xia. Your carriage almost hit her, and the driver beat her. Do you think this street is your house? You can walk wherever you want and beat whoever you want."

Madam Luo raised her eyebrows. Zhu Yun actually wanted her to bow and apologize to a country woman?

She was unhappy.

But she didn't dare to offend King Yan's men, so she had to pull the driver to bow to Xia Xiaorou and apologize, "Madam, I'm sorry."

Xia Xiaorou didn't want to make enemies with the people in Beijing, so she raised her hand and said, "My lady, you are too polite."

Zhu Yun raised her eyebrows and looked at Madam Luo, "Why did you, the people from the Anguo Mansion, come to this small mountain village?"

"Well, the fourth young lady wants to buy some simple little things for her sisters at home, so she sent me to buy them. I'm looking for them in several markets." Mrs. Luo smiled and said, "By the way, Miss Zhuyun, your swallow..."

"Lord Yan is fine, don't worry Madam Luo." Zhu Yun interrupted her and said to Xia Xiaorou, "Madam Xia, Lord Yan is waiting for you, let's go."

Xia Xiaorou glanced at Madam Luo and left with Zhu Yun.

Madam Luo stared at Xia Xiaorou's back and narrowed her eyes. That familiar young woman, her surname was Xia?

Or is your husband’s surname Xia?

She searched her mind again and again for people with the surname Xia, but still couldn't think of anyone she knew. She asked the coachman and the maid who followed her if they knew anyone with the surname Xia, but they both shook their heads and said they didn't.

Madam Luo couldn't remember, so she simply stopped thinking about it.

But after a while, her heart skipped a beat.

Zhu Yun just said that King Yan was waiting for this Lady Xia?

So, the woman that Prince Yan has in the village is this Madam Xia?

It's true that you can't find anything even if you wear iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

"Wu Fu, turn the carriage around and go find that Lady Xia!"

"Ms. Luo, there are too many people on the street and we can't turn around," the driver complained.

"You useless thing, why don't you whip anyone who blocks your way?" Madam Luo scolded.

The driver had no choice but to do as he was told, and he whipped the people in the market street, who cursed and resentfully shouted at him.

Someone stopped their carriage to argue, and the driver shouted, "This is the carriage of the Duke of Anguo's Mansion in the capital. Who dares to block the way? When the county magistrate comes, you have to give way. How dare you not give way?"

There was a nameplate on their carriage that read "Duke Anguo's Mansion".

Those who could read on the street immediately moved away; others who heard that they were not afraid of even the county magistrate also dodged away.

Suddenly, people on the street all moved out of the way as if they were avoiding the plague.

Madam Luo and her companions' carriage turned around easily and headed back.

But as soon as they left, people passing by on the street pointed at the carriage and started cursing.

-

Xia Xiaorou glanced at Zhu Yun and asked, "What does your husband want from me now?"

Yan Heng seems to be a little busy recently, and I haven't contacted her for nearly half a month.

Today, when she went out on the street, she unexpectedly met Zhu Yun, who said that Yan Heng was in the market street and wanted to see her.

She stroked her belly quietly, feeling uneasy.

The baby is three months old and his belly is already very noticeable.

If Yan Heng made unreasonable demands on her, she would probably notice something.