The Concubine's Daughter Travels Through Time and Space and Takes the Road of Confrontation

Gong Jinjin sat in the car, lifted the curtain and looked at the door behind her, showing an expression that seemed to be both crying and laughing, and finally calmed down again.

With a few "crackling" sounds, strings of fireworks with colorful tails flew into the sky.

"It's Chinese New Year." Lu Yun muttered to herself as she watched the fireworks above her head. This time last year, she was at the Hot Spring Villa, and Zhou Boli gave her a little golden donkey.

Cai He smiled and invited Tong Hua and the two mothers to sit at the table. The princess had given them a day off, so they didn't need to be around to do errands. Lu Yun sat back at the table and began copying the sutras. She hadn't written for so long that she made several mistakes. Only after she finished a page did she regain some of her sense of touch.

Baiweixian is now on the shelves and has received unanimous praise.

The terraces have also been built and are ready for sowing wheat seeds in the spring.

The sweet potatoes and peppers were growing well and would be ripe in about two weeks, perfect time for planting. After several plantings, the yield had doubled, and Lu Yun planned to move all of them to the villa for trial planting.

Poisonous mushroom bomb, I don’t know who Zhou Boli assigned to make it, and what stage it has reached now.

Next spring, Lu Yun planned to arrange for Director Wan and his men to sail again, their destination still being Luzon. This time, they would bring more tea and silk to exchange for nuggets of gold. If the poisonous mushroom bombs were successful, they would also bring some for self-defense.

After finishing the outline for next year's work, Lu Yun nodded with satisfaction.

"Master, we are here to kowtow to you." Caihe, wearing new clothes, walked into the house happily with Tonghua and her two mothers, who were also wearing new clothes.

Lu Yun sat at the head of the table and handed each of them a red envelope. She also brought out a wooden box filled with copper coins. Her eyes curved into crescents as she smiled. "We'll do this right here. I'll see if you can play dice or something else."

"That's great." The two mothers' eyes lit up immediately, and they rolled up their sleeves, ready to do something big. Caihe was not afraid at all, only the youngest Tonghua said, "Master, this servant doesn't know how to do these things."

Upon hearing this, the two mothers were even more reluctant to let Tonghua leave, and they forcibly pulled her to sit at the table. Caihe brought out a porcelain bowl and dice, and started playing with them while chatting and laughing.

Unexpectedly, Tonghua threw several times with five or six points and won several times in a row.

Lu Yun watched them play with a smile on her face. After a while, she heard someone knocking on the door. She held Cai He down and stood up, heading towards the courtyard door. It was Zhou Boli.

"Ayun, in the spring breeze every year, Jiaqing and the times are new."

The next day, Lu Yun went to Sansi Hall and Mingde Courtyard to pay New Year's greetings to the prince and the queen, receiving two generous red envelopes. She then went next door, intending to have lunch at Dashou's place.

Unexpectedly, he met someone who was completely beyond his expectations.

"Zhou Zhongyi?" Lu Yun couldn't believe her eyes. Who else could the man carrying a roast chicken to feed Huihui not far away be but Zhou Zhongyi.

Zhou Zhongyi was dressed in brand new clothes, the texture of which was interspersed with faint traces of gold and silver threads. He wore a small jade crown on his head, and with his handsome face, he looked quite like a spirited young man.

Dashou walked out of the room, expressionless, "Mr. Zhou Er and my sister know each other, so I won't introduce them."

Zhou Zhongyi was surprised, "Chief Steward, do you know the princess?" It was surprising enough that a small steward who managed a shop lived next door to the prince's palace, but he didn't expect that he had an old relationship with the noble.

Chief Steward? Lu Yun glanced at Zhou Zhongyi. "Why are you here to see my headmaster?"

"I..." Zhou Zhongyi felt guilty. "We're all neighbors. I just came over to say hello and visit."

Haha, Lu Yun couldn't help but roll her eyes. Dare she give a more reliable reason? "Oh."

Dashou tilted his head and looked at Zhou Zhongyi, revealing him mercilessly, "You're lying."

Zhou Zhongyi's cheeks flushed and his eyes unconsciously stared down at his toes.

"Hong Fei said that you were trying to get the new products from me." Dashou said seriously, "This is the shop's secret, I can't tell you."

Zhou Zhongyi: "Hmm... The chief steward is right, that's exactly what I thought."

Lu Yun leaned forward, her expression half-smiley, "Zhou Zhongyi, when I came out, the prince was sending someone to look for you."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhongyi immediately stuffed the roast chicken into Huihui's mouth, turned around and ran to the door. "I'll be back soon."

"Biyu, close the door!"

"What? You said he came several times!" Lu Yun was highly alert. "What did he come for? Why didn't you tell me?"

Hong Fei was embarrassed. "Mr. Zhou Er always came to ask about the new products in the shop, and he and the master always talked about food. We didn't take his visit seriously."

The main reason was that the shop had become even better since the master took over. It was impossible for someone in charge of a shop to not see him, and Mr. Zhou was the princess's future brother-in-law, and a major customer.

Lu Yun's expression contained a hint of sadness. She was wondering what was wrong with her mentality that girls should not be kept when they grow up.

"Dashou, do you like Mr. Zhou Er?"

Dashou frowned. "Sister, Mr. Zhou Er is a big customer of our shop. Hong Fei said that someone was jealous of our prosperous business and bribed the shop assistants to steal the method of making meat floss. With Mr. Zhou Er here, he can save us some trouble."

Lu Yun blushed, "You can come to me, I can help you solve these problems."

Dashou paused for a moment and slowly shook his head. "Running a shop is not something that can be done overnight. Relying on my sister all the time is not a long-term solution. Running a shop is something I enjoy doing, and I can also help my sister make some money. Mrs. Zhang sends holiday gifts to Xiefangguan's big patrons every year to maintain relationships. I think I could learn from her."

Lu Yun looked at the roast chicken in Huihui's mouth. A festival gift? He who shows kindness for no reason is either a traitor or a thief!

After handing the prepared red envelope to Dashou, Lu Yun sat in the hall, stroking his chin and thinking of a way to test Zhou Zhongyi's thoughts.

It’s not that the one Dashou likes is not acceptable, it’s not that the one with bad character is not acceptable. Who says women must get married? She can support Dashou for the rest of his life, okay?

Zhou Zhongyi went straight to Sansi Hall when he returned home, but he didn't even see his father. He was given a red envelope by Liao Guanshi and then sent away. Confused, he returned to the next door and was about to knock when the door opened from the inside.

Lu Yun stood with her arms folded, her eyes scanning the newcomer. "Zhou Zhongyi, Dashou is my sister."

Zhou Zhongyi walked sideways into the room, his eyes fixed on the front. "I know, they have different surnames, so they must be distant cousins."

Lu Yun raised an eyebrow. "My sister had a childhood marriage arranged by the elders in her family."

Zhou Zhongyi turned around and asked, "Child marriage?"

"Yes, that's my brother Lu Hui, a young scholar, his younger sister is a princess, and his elder sister is the queen." Lu Yun did not feign disdain. "Dashou will stay in Nanyue for at most half a year before returning to Kyoto."

Zhou Zhongyi's eyes were dull. "Junior, half a year?" He then cried out, squatting down and holding his head. "What if I want to eat meat floss in the future?"

Jade and Red Jade who were hiding behind the door and eavesdropped: "——"

"Boss, could you please send me some regularly?" Zhou Zhongyi hesitated, his eyes full of anticipation. "I can cover the cost of escorting. The price is negotiable."

Dashou looked confused. "What should I send you?"

“Meat floss!”

"If you want to eat it, just go to the store and buy it." Dashou said seriously, "If it's inconvenient, send someone to pass me a message and I'll send someone to deliver it to you."

Zhou Zhongyi looked depressed. "In half a year, you will return to Kyoto to get married. What should I do?"