Transmigrated Little Farm Girl Bringing Great Fortune

We have distinguished guests visiting today.

They also brought good news.

The mother and brothers all had indescribable smiles on their faces.

Because Mr. Cui, who had turned away countless people at his door, had invited his mother and brothers to come to his house!

Jiang Miaomiao was very happy for her brother; it seemed their path to education was promising.

To show respect, the baby was left at home.

Babies are always prone to crying uncontrollably.

Although Miaomiao is considered to be very well-behaved.

But just in case, it would be safer for her to stay at home.

The mother and brothers burned incense, bathed, straightened their hats and changed their clothes before following Sun Yanshu.

The boy observed that although the family was still dressed in gray cotton clothes, they were full of vigor and their handsome brows were relaxed.

It possesses the elegance of a scholar and the boldness of a warrior.

It makes you want to befriend them.

Jiang Miaomiao looked up expectantly from her aunt Xiuxiu's arms.

Aunt Xiuxiu watched the departing carriage with a thoughtful expression.

Jiang Qiao'er's gaze followed the carriage as it disappeared into the distance... Sun Yanshu's carriage.

The baby suddenly discovered something incredible.

Qiao'er had been secretly observing Sun Yanshu, wanting to look but also afraid of being discovered.

Now that everyone has left, we can openly watch.

Yeah!

Could it be...

Could it be that her young lady, experiencing her first stirrings of love, has fallen for Mr. Sun?!

My husband is a good man, but perhaps too good.

This stirred the hearts of all the young women in Qing Shi Town, who were now eyeing him with predatory intent...

She vividly remembered the villagers talking about Zhang San, who was excellent at needlework but illiterate, during a previous banquet.

The one who has taken a liking to is Manager Sun's youngest son. Could it be this Sun Yanshu?

I heard he was a scholar who passed the imperial examinations.

In terms of practical skills, Qiao'er is quite literate, and now she is learning accounting and interpersonal skills from her mother.

In terms of family background, his father holds a high position.

As the cousin of a scumbag father, the uncle's family background wasn't bad either.

Although my uncle's family couldn't rely on their scumbag father, at least they were exempt from land taxes.

I benefited somewhat from his influence.

However, as things stand, the gap between the two families' wealth is still quite large.

Furthermore, it's clear that Sun Langjun grew up in a wealthy family; the two are quite different in terms of knowledge and experience.

It's difficult to have the same values.

At least for now.

Little Miaomiao was worried about Sister Qiao'er when she saw the pretty little girl's face coming closer.

She gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. "Sweetie, your sister's going to work now. You stay with your auntie and be a good girl..."

Then, seeing the expectant look in Jiang Wenxuan's eyes, she patted his head and said, "You're a big boy now. You can't take your sister's things. You have to protect her, understand?"

Jiang Wenxuan: "..."

The older sister used to be affectionate towards him, so why is she now affectionate towards the younger sister?

woo woo woo...

He has fallen out of favor!

After coaxing the little boy to sleep, Aunt Xiuxiu carried the baby back on her back.

Jiang Miaomiao thought her aunt was going to carry her to work.

He was lying on her back, about to take a nap.

Then I saw Aunt Xiuxiu take out her second brother's brush, ink, paper and inkstone, and start writing something at the table.

Little Miaomiao craned her neck to look...

Madam Lu is of noble character, virtuous and gentle, and conducts herself with prudence. She is a virtuous wife and loving mother, and she has taught her son well. Her son wishes to become a disciple of Mr. Cui…

Jiang Miaomiao's eyes widened.

Aunt Xiuxiu was praising her mother in every way.

Dear Auntie!

Then I saw her pause for a moment, and then continue writing...

Vice Minister Jiang treated his wife and children poorly, favored his concubine over his wife, and allowed his concubine to kill his wife and children.

He treated his elder brother and clan poorly, causing his brother to be crippled, and then ignored them completely...

Respectfully yours.

……

Jiang Miaomiao: "..."

Whom is Auntie standing up for on behalf of Mother and Uncle?

What an accurate assessment!

I really want to kiss my aunt.

Oops! I can't reach it...

Xiuxiu felt her shoulder was wet and turned her head away.

The little baby was staring intently at the letter in her hand, mouth agape, head craning, drool dripping from his mouth.

This little pink dumpling is drooling so much!

I took out a handkerchief and wiped it for her... but there was still some left after wiping...

Jiang Miaomiao looked away, a little embarrassed, and shut her mouth.

He blinked, feigning nonchalance...

Then her aunt walked to the window, whistled, and a pigeon flew in from outside the yard.

He put the letter into a small bamboo tube, tied it to the pigeon's leg, and then released it into the air.

Xiao Miaomiao looked at her in disbelief.

Aunt Xiuxiu is indeed extraordinary! But she seems to be a good person.

But who is this message meant for?

The pigeons didn't open their mouths, and she couldn't hear any useful information.

Jiang Miaomiao then remembered her special ability, her chirping chirp. She decided to send the chirping chirp, since they were all of the same kind, it would be easier to get things done.

"Err~~~"

The little baby's appearance only aroused Xiuxiu's curiosity.

The little guy must like pigeons, but... this one won't do.

"Miaomiao, how about Auntie buys you a different pigeon another day? A plump one, so we can make pigeon soup."

Jiang Miaomiao: "..."

Alright! Pigeon soup is delicious too.

She licked her lips.

Following the homing pigeon's tracks, Chirp flew to a large mansion in Jiangzhou.

The little bird's intuition told it that the house was dangerous, and that once inside, there was probably no way out...

After lingering and resting for a while, it flew away.

Fu Lingjun and Song Siyuan in the mansion had removed their white cloths, revealing their fair and handsome faces.

Although there are still some scattered scars on my face and skin, they have all scabbed over and are gradually healing.

Song Siyuan brewed tea, drank tea, and admired the apricot blossoms blooming under the eaves.

Having grown accustomed to his grandfather's prolific writing and eloquent speech, he remained remarkably calm.

Having gone through such an ordeal, I have experienced the suffering of being a beast.

It's like being reborn as a human.

They cherish the joys of being human even more and are unwilling to waste the beautiful spring.

He doesn't seem to care as much about fame, fortune, power, or physical appearance as before.

Fu Lingjun picked up the bronze mirror and looked at his face from left to right.

His brows relaxed, and a smile appeared on his lips. "Shi Shu, reward that Physician Jun generously!"

This ointment is truly miraculous; consider it a thank-you gift, or at least hush money!

"Your Highness, the rewards have been given. The Duke of Shen said that the physician doesn't care about gold and silver, but only about rare and precious medicinal herbs..." The old servant was happier than anyone else as he watched his master gradually recover.

I'm happy for my master, and I'm happy for myself too.

Because their lives were saved!

Fu Lingjun: "Then send a message back and have the steward find some rare medicinal herbs in the storeroom and send them to the Duke's mansion."

"Yes, Your Highness, here is another letter that Xiuxiu sent back." Shi Shu presented the letter to Fu Lingjun.

Fu Lingjun gladly accepted it and opened it.

After reading it, the smile on his face disappeared, replaced by a cold and stern expression.

He handed the letter to Song Siyuan, saying, "Don't you plan to tell your grandfather about your troubles and what you've seen and heard as well?"

After reading the letter, Song Siyuan slammed his fist on the table and stood up.

He said angrily, "That hypocrite Jiang Yunze is two-faced! He says one thing to your face and another behind your back. I'd rather not be a Song than not teach him a lesson!"

"Bring me paper and a pen..."

Youthful loyalty, youthful hatred of evil.

The boy wrote furiously.

Of course, he described the incident from the perspective of an observer.

While traveling, he arrived at Qingshi Town in Jiangzhou and met a young man surnamed Jiang. He then witnessed the boy and his younger sister being abducted and learned that the boy was the son of Vice Minister Jiang of the Ministry of Rites.

The instigator was the concubine of the vice minister.

The vice minister allowed his concubine to kill her son...

……

What Song Siyuan wrote was very similar to what Xiuxiu wrote in her letter.

After it was written, it was sent back to the capital by express courier.

It was sent back to the Imperial Censor Song's residence...