Gillian didn't fall asleep much that night. Old Mrs. Zhao's snoring sounded like thunder, but the bed was still small. Gillian didn't dare to turn around and rush around to wake up the old lady, so she lie down all night, which was extremely tormented.

In the morning, she served Zhao Yanping to wash her face, and her two blue eyes were very obvious.

Zhao Yanping frowned and asked, "Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Gillian said helplessly: "The old lady slept and sniffed."

Zhao Yanping had never slept with the old lady in the same room, and he really didn't know that the old lady had this habit.

"Come here tonight." Zhao Yanping said while wiping his face.

Gillian was so happy that she returned to the big bed where she had already been sleeping. She fell asleep and made up for all the sleep she had owe last night.

Two more days later, it will be New Year's Eve.

The Zhao family's courtyard room had been cleaned up long ago, and the six pairs of Spring Festival couplets written by Zhu Chang were also hung at each door, full of joy.

After a while, Cui Niang and Ajiao went into the kitchen together to prepare for the New Year’s Eve dinner. Tonight, the magistrate Xie Ying and Shun Ge'er would also come here, so this New Year’s Eve dinner will naturally be more sumptuous.

Cui Niang made several northern dishes that she was good at. Gillian made famous local dishes. When guests arrived, they served eight meat and one vegetable dish, especially the noodles.

After serving the good food, Cui Niang left and went to the room with Shun Ge'er and Guo Xing to have a meal. Old Mrs. Zhao and Zhao Yanping accompanied the guest Xie Ying.

Gillian wanted to go to the east room to wait for the last meal. Xie Ying smiled and said, "The New Year's Eve dinner is just for the family to eat, so my sister-in-law will come to eat together. Tonight, there is only Xie who left her hometown to have a free meal. There is no county magistrate, Brother Zhao, old lady, and sister-in-law don't have to see you."

He was wearing a dark red brocade robe, with a crown of jade, gentle and handsome. If Zhao Yanping was a big sword with sharp edges, Xie Ying was a carefully carved jade. Xie Ying, who was sitting in this simple hall of Zhao's family, really responded to the saying that the visit of distinguished guests can make the brilliance shine.

The son of the marquis in the capital was so humble. Gillian looked at Old Lady Zhao and the official in a restrained manner.

Zhao Yanping made the decision and said, "Since all the adults say so, come and have a meal together."

Gillian then turned disrespectful.

Old Mrs. Zhao said leisurely: "You sit by the side of Yanping and help add vegetables."

Gillian didn't think much about it, Xie Ying looked at Zhao Yanping, and Zhao Yanping's eyebrows beat.

Xie Ying lowered his eyes and suppressed his smile.

It was the first time he met an old lady Zhao who thought she was smart and confused. He couldn't even tell whether her grandson liked women. If he hadn't had dealt with Zhao Yanping for a year, if he had heard from Mrs. Zhao that Zhao Yanping had such a hobby rumors when he first came to Wu'an County to take office, Xie Ying might not dare to reuse Zhao Yanping, just to prevent him from making up for his own ideas.

But at this time, Xie Ying just silently sympathized with Zhao Yanping, perhaps with a hint of gloating.

After Gillian sat down, Xie Ying raised the wine glass to Zhao Yanping, his eyes unblocked and teased.

Zhao Yanping did not feel relaxed as he did and drank with a calm face.

Gillian sat for a while before remembering the suspicion of Mrs. Zhao and Lord Xie. Gillian did not doubt it. After all, the attempts of the Lord towards her could not be true anymore.

Unexpectedly, she was caught between Mrs. Zhao and the official at this time, Gillian took a simple meal and left.

Old Mrs. Zhao neither liked Xie Ying nor did she dare to offend Xie Ying. Seeing that her grandson brought a wine jar to the table, she clearly said that she would not return drunk. Old Mrs. Zhao had to leave the table early and go to the yard to see other people's firecrackers set off.

"The old lady is confused, don't be as good as her." Zhao Yanping poured wine for Xie Ying and apologized.

Xie Ying smiled: "The old lady also valued Brother Zhao too much, I can understand it."

Zhao Yanping looked out the door, and there was a feeling of sorrow between his eyebrows.

Xie Ying thought of his request to help find someone, and sighed: "My father was in the capital, but Ling Mei was lost for too long. When Zhang Guaizi died, the clues were almost cut off. Ling Mei probably didn't remember her childhood and could not cooperate actively when she encountered opportunities. All her father could do was to ask the people in the capital and ask the brothel. But first, they might not have seen your sister before, and second, even if they had seen her, they might not know that it was your sister, or they dare not say it."

Although they are all small people, they are not powerful families who send people to interrogate them. They will honestly explain everything about convenience. Denying it may not be troublesome, but admitting it will be bad.

What's more, Zhao Xiangyun may not have been trapped in the capital.

Zhao Yanping understood, smiled bitterly, and added wine to him and said, "I've caused trouble for the lord, marquis. Tonight's New Year's Eve, we will go to the old and welcome the new. Let's not mention those."

Xie Ying nodded, picked up the wine glass, and continued to drink.

After the meal, Xie Ying took Shun Ge'er to say goodbye.

Zhao Yanping stood outside the door, until the master and servant turned out of the alley, he signaled Guo Xing to close the door and turned around and walked in.

Gillian has put on the quilt.

Zhao Yanping lay down after washing his face, and the smell of alcohol filled the gauze tent.

Gillian felt that the official was in a bad mood, maybe because Mrs. Zhao always suspected his relationship with the adults, or maybe because of something else.

Otherwise, she continued to lie to Mrs. Zhao, saying that the official had already slept with her? Would she rather let Mrs. Zhao neglect her?

Gillian didn't want to face such an old lady Zhao.

Let’s take a look. If the official is still so depressed in the next few days, she will make another choice.

Zhao Yanping was just a moment of sorrow. On the first day of the Lunar New Year, he changed into the new clothes made by Gillian for him. Zhao Yanping returned to his usual appearance. Although he was serious, he was not always frowning. Old Mrs. Zhao also forgot the young magistrate who was a magistrate. He smiled every day while his grandson was having a rare rest, and he focused on happy things.

Gillian continued to let Mrs. Zhao misunderstand the official with peace of mind.

In the blink of an eye, the fifth day of the lunar month passed, and as soon as the yamen opened on the sixth day of the yamen, Zhao Yanping continued to be the headmaster of the yamen.

Guo Xing and Cui Niang also went to clean up the sheds by the Qing River. The shops of all sizes and big lunar month were opened in the seventh day of the lunar month. The brother and sister also brought needlework and Yanzhi to set up a stall. After a year, they rested for half a month. On the first day of the opening of the market, there were a lot of women wandering on the street. Cui Niang took advantage of the iron heat and sold five boxes of Yanzhi, which was considered a good start for the year.

At the end of the first month, Shen Ying entered the county town and sent Gillian's two hundred boxes of rouge over, and the silver goods were all over.

Only then did Mrs. Zhao realize that Gillian had the courage to directly invest all the three or four he earned last year.

"One hundred boxes have been sold for three months, and two hundred boxes are only half a year. Why do you buy so many at a time?" Old Mrs. Zhao asked unhappily. Since Jiao entered the door, Old Mrs. Zhao regarded Jiao's money as the money of the Zhao family. Jiao didn't give it to her. Jiao can save money by herself, but she can't waste it or spend it indiscriminately.

Gillian explained: "Cui Niang is selling better and better. What if she sells too much in a month and has too little inventory on hand, and it will take time to re-made it, and what should I do if the stock is out of stock in the middle?"

Old Mrs. Zhao was still dissatisfied: "Then why didn't you say hello to me in advance?"

Gillian lowered her head and stopped talking.

Old Mrs. Zhao was just a fierce word, and knew in her heart that she was not qualified to interfere if she didn't discuss with her. She hummed, and Old Mrs. Zhao asked Jiao about seducing her grandson again: "How are you and the official now? He still refuses to touch you at once? He is wood, and you are a living person, so you don't think about it at all?"

Ajiao's eyes turned and asked Mrs. Zhao to go to the east room. She took out the two small clothes she had secretly made during this period for Mrs. Zhao to see, and lowered her eyes and said, "I want to wear them when the weather gets hot. Maybe, maybe it can make the official look at me more. It's still cold now, so I only wear this sleep. The seduction is too obvious, and I'm afraid that the official will not like it."

Old Mrs. Zhao is very satisfied with these two small clothes!

Gillian's grandson is indifferent to dressing like this, so she can give up!

Seeing the old lady laughing, Ajiao asked for help again, "I had a nightmare that night, so I asked the official to hold my hands. Since then, the official said that he would not have to hang the bed, so I made these two small clothes."

Old Mrs. Zhao was even more satisfied. She walked to the closet and turned the old bed sheet and out, and hummed, "I'll take this first, so that he won't want to see you wearing that much, and let you hang it up again. If he asks where the bed sheet is gone, you will say that there is not enough rags at home, and I will cut them into them."

Gillian had long been disliked by this bed sheet, so it would be best to cut it!

Since then, Mrs. Zhao has been hoping that the weather will get warmer soon so that Ah Jiao has the opportunity to wear those two small clothes. As for Ah Jiao, because she has hidden these two "magic weapons", she has not done any small moves for the time being, or drilling into the quilt in the middle of the night. She is determined to join Mrs. Zhao in the hot summer.

Old Mrs. Zhao also told Jiao to make more pieces, and then she would say that women wear this kind of clothes in summer. Anyway, my grandson had never seen women wearing them, and she would not notice anything even after being hooked up.

Ah Jiao made small clothes while the official was not at home. The remaining scraps were made into silk flowers and sold them in the shop. Because the materials were good enough, the price also increased, which made Ah Jiao make a fortune.

The spring in Jiangnan came early, and in mid-March, the flowers bloomed. A wave of weeds grew in front and back of the Zhao family. Guo Xing pulled them clean before leaving the stall in the morning. Old Mrs. Zhao didn't like to grow flowers, so she turned over the soil and made a few vegetable beds. Gillian asked Guo Xing to buy some flower seedlings outside and planted them along the base of the Zhao family's backyard wall.

Anyway, Mrs. Zhao didn't use money to spend and did not occupy the place to grow vegetables, so Mrs. Zhao just messed around with Gillian.

In early April, when Mrs. Zhao was urging Gillian to put on her clothes and seduce her grandson quickly, a little fun broke out in the Zhu family.

Gillian's cousin Zhu Shiyu is going to Fucheng to take the college entrance examination. After passing the examination, he will become a scholar from now on. If he fails the examination, he will continue to be his child.

When Jin sent his son to set off, he was very enthusiastic instructing the neighbors on both sides to hear it.

Old Mrs. Zhao quietly asked Gillian: "Do you want your cousin to pass the exam?"

Gillian didn't have any love between cousins ​​for Zhu Shiyu, but she hoped that her uncle would live a good life. Her cousin had a promising future in the list of gold, and her uncle was also happy.

Gillian nodded and said the reason.

Old Mrs. Zhao understands, who doesn't want her relatives to live well? If her relatives are good, she can benefit more or less. If she doesn't mention it, Old Mrs. Zhao keeps holding her grandson in her heart and can go to the capital to become an official, she will release Ah Gillian in advance and she will marry anyone else. But if Zhu Shiyu passed the exam for the scholar and was qualified to become an official, Old Mrs. Zhao could not send Ah Gillian casually.

Whether it was for the disagreement with Jin or for the convenience of future disposal, Mrs. Zhao had gone to the temple to ask the Bodhisattva to open her eyes and not let the son of Jin, who was the sager who was unintentional to sell her niece to the kiln.

Old Mrs. Zhao is very smart and knows that it is too unkind to ask the Bodhisattva to bless Zhu Shiyu directly, so she turned around and asked from Jin.

She can't tell whether the Bodhisattva will respond. In the days before the May Academy's test was released, the weather suddenly became hot.
Chapter completed!