A small peasant girl who traveled through time and space picked up a war god prince

In Zuixianlou in the county town, Fang Miaoru sat on the soft couch, stroking her delicate jade fingers stained with nail polish, as if she was talking to herself, or as if she was saying to Chuntao, how could such white and tender jade hands with slender fingers be outshined by a country bumpkin! This sentence, which seemed like a sigh and a self-deprecating remark, frightened Chuntao. Chuntao knew that this master had a murderous heart under her cute and lovely appearance. If she was not satisfied, she might whip, drip wax, pull out tendons, and pull out bones. She would not even blink an eye, and her methods were extremely cruel. She had the face of an angel and the heart of a devil.

Chun Tao wondered why she could stay with the young lady for such a long time, because she knew her limits and could guess what she was thinking.

Fang Miaoru, as if speaking to Chuntao, or perhaps even to herself, asked, "What do you think of her country girl's hands? Calluses, frostbite, or dry, flaky skin?" She looked down upon her slender fingers, yet she actually preferred coarse linen. Ha, ha, ha.

"Chun Tao, go! Call Shopkeeper Fang over here. I have something to ask him."

Chuntao

Yes, miss.

The sound of footsteps descending the stairs faded away. Fang Miaoru sat on the couch, looking out the window at the passersby, thinking about the past. Although she was only 13 years old, she had no choice. It was impossible for her to control her own life. The daughters of the prime minister's family were all born for profit. Concubine Fang in the palace. Although she was favored at home.

However, even after getting married, she wasn't happy. The Emperor didn't like her because she had schemed to gain this position. Then she thought about her half-sisters, all of whom had been sacrificed for the benefit of the Fang family. And thinking about her own future, did she also have to live for the sake of profit?

Chuntao walked over to Shopkeeper Fang. Shopkeeper, the young lady wants to see you.

Shopkeeper Fang responded, "Oh. I'll be right there."

Shopkeeper Fang explained his duties and followed Chuntao upstairs. The sound of footsteps ascending the stairs resounded, and Fang Miaoru withdrew her thoughts. It was too early to dwell on that; she still had two years until her coming-of-age ceremony. She could still prepare for everything.

Knock, knock, knock! There's a knock on the door. Come in!

Manager Fang

Miss Sun, please ask for the old servant. Chuntao will be given to Shopkeeper Fang to sit down.

Chuntao is a young lady.

Manager Fang, thank you, Miss Sun. I will just stand and answer. Miss Sun, if you have anything you want to know, please tell me.

Fang Miaoru, okay, then I'll be frank. Shopkeeper Fang, you said that the person who sent you the braised food recipe lives in the same village as our Liping County Lady, right?

Shopkeeper Fang replied, Yes, Miss Sun.

Fang Miaoru, okay, I want to meet this person. Please help me call her. I have something to ask her.

Manager Fang replied, "That's easy. I'll immediately ask someone to call her back. May I ask, Miss Sun, if there is anything else?"

Fang Miaoru waved her hand and said, "If you don't have any more, go and do it!" Shopkeeper Fang nodded, bowed, and retreated.

Chun Tao, not understanding, stepped forward to ask, "Miss, what are you looking for the person who delivered the prescription for?" Fang Miaoru retracted her thoughts, her eyes became fierce again, and she said hatefully, "Of course I want to teach that bitch a lesson. Isn't he capable? Let's see how capable he is this time."

In the old house of Baijia Village, Third Brother, your wife has been gone for ages, and you haven't even called her back. She's done all the housework, and can't even make ends meet. You've left it all to me, an old woman, to support you, these unfilial sons. You can't even count on any of them. Even your eldest brother, a minor official in the government office, can't even get a job.

Now, you are the only one who can still go to the academy where you study. I am still waiting for you to take the imperial examination in the autumn, so that you can redeem yourself and become a scholar. So that I, an old woman, can be proud of myself.

The whole village is focused on that bitch. Our family has been ostracized and neglected. You should be more careful! Fight for your dignity. The third son, Bai Musong, walked out of the house with an untidy beard. He no longer had the elegant gentleman look of the past. The gentleman had become a donkey dung egg with a smooth surface. The inside was full of stains and wrinkles. He said sleepily, "Mom, are you done yet? She can go wherever she wants. Why are you looking for her?" Ever since that dead girl left, she has been making noises every day. Her sons don't care anymore. Who knows what she is going to do!

Old lady Li cursed and said, "God damn it, I owe you, what a sin I have committed!" Ever since that bastard Lao Si kicked the house out and severed all ties, his life has been getting better and better. Look at our lives, what a sin! I, an old woman, have many children and grandchildren, but none of them is up to the standard. As she spoke, Old lady Li began to cry sadly. It was no longer the fake crying of the past, this time she was really sad and crying for real. She looked at the chickens running around the yard and the chicken shit all over the ground. And the eldest brother standing at the door, ever since he no longer had the job of a yamen clerk, he gave up on himself and had no ambition at all. He was muddle-headed every day. Old lady Li was crying more and more sadly, crying and shouting, "Oh God! What did I do wrong? You have to punish me, an old woman."

No, I didn't do anything wrong. A passing master said, "There's a Wenquxing in my family, and there's also a very rich and powerful person." Old Lady Li healed herself quickly.

Seeing her mother crying so sadly, Bai Zhenzhu quickly stepped forward to help her mother up and persuaded her not to cry anymore.

Bai Shuhui and Bai Zhenzhu helped the old lady up and into the room.

Bai Shuhui watched as the old lady stopped cursing and said, "Look, Grandma! Second Uncle and Second Aunt have a good relationship with Fourth Uncle. Why don't you ask Second Uncle to mediate? Siyu is already the County Lady now. Even if the relationship is severed, you're still his grandmother. How can I let you suffer? Just a little slip of her fingers is enough for our family to come over."

Second Uncle is your son, and you asked him to go. How could he not go? With the pressure of filial piety on him, how could Second Uncle continue his business? Siyu, the county lord, would also be criticized.

Old lady Li was still hesitant, so Bai Shuhui gave her another strong suggestion, asking her second uncle and second aunt to mediate. Maybe Dad could continue to work as a clerk in the yamen, and maybe even get promoted. And Fourth Uncle’s studies at the county school might also be guided by the dean! Old lady Li was tempted. Yes! And the eldest and third sons can’t be ruined like this. Go and talk to him, maybe Third Uncle will pass the exam this year? No matter what, she is still your granddaughter, broken bones are still connected! Right!

Old Lady Li listened to what Shu Hui said. No matter how the relationship was severed, she was still the granddaughter of the Bai family. Moreover, he was now the county lord. She had to maintain her dignity. Bai Zhenzhu looked at her mother at this time, and then looked at Bai Shuhui who was encouraging her mother. She felt that her mother would suffer again. Although she was not smart, she knew that the current fourth brother's family should not be offended. The fourth brother today was no longer the same as before.

Bai Zhenzhu was still saying weakly, "I think we'd better not go. How did we treat Fourth Brother back then? If we go to their house and make trouble again, if we really make them angry, we'll be in big trouble."