"Who is your little lady?"
Jiang Wan's face turned cold. It's better not to meet this old friend. It's bad luck!
But she believed that shopkeeper Xue would not let her go, it was a retribution!
"I'm sorry, I failed Miss."
Shopkeeper Hua was originally the wife of the original mistress, but now she has betrayed her mistress long ago. She advised:
"Little miss, you can't beat Mrs. Jiang. This is too impulsive."
"I don't understand what you're talking about."
Jiang Wan ignored her and took Song Jiuli downstairs in relief.
After she returns to Beijing, how can Mrs. Jiang do it without straining her muscles and bones?
"Sister Wanwan, Madam Hua is still your mother before."
Song Jiuli sighed: "Sure enough, my mother is right. Times have changed, and people's hearts can change easily."
"Why did she suddenly say this to you?"
Jiang Wan expressed doubts. Mrs. Song didn't look like someone who complained to her daughter.
"When my eldest brother was exiled, how many people protected themselves wisely, and now they have just returned to Kyoto.
Those people were busy submitting posts, presumably trying to repair the relationship with the elder brother. "
"Not necessarily."
Jiang Wan smiled and said, "Maybe they are here to test your eldest brother's current strength."
"!!!"
Song Jiuli covered her mouth in surprise, "How come you are exactly the same as what eldest brother said?
Sister Wanwan is indeed the person who has the best rapport with eldest brother. You two are a perfect match. "
"That is."
Jiang Wan got on the carriage in a very good mood. Because she met Jiang Qing, she no longer had the intention to continue shopping.
After all, when Jiang Qing returns home, she will definitely tell Mrs. Jiang that they might go crazy.
When I returned to the house, as expected, I met the shopkeeper of Xiangyifang who came to give Jiang Wan some clothes.
"Miss Jiang, these are the clothes the prince has customized for you. Please try them first to see if they fit you."
The shopkeeper's wife waved her hands enthusiastically, and ten maids stood behind her, each bringing three sets of clothes and three sets of jewelry.
The clothes were fully prepared and even matching shoes were given.
Song Jiuli looked at her with envy on her face, "Brother is so kind to Sister Wanwan.
Xiangyifang rarely accepts custom orders, and only the royal family and nobles can order so many items at once. "
After hearing what she said, Jiang Wan understood what Xiangyifang was like in the eyes of Kyoto people.
She said amusedly: "Didn't you say that the prince has prepared clothes for you and your wife?"
"Yeah, one person has one, there's no choice."
Song Jiuli was not jealous, she was simply envious, and she was so envious that she couldn't bear to leave.
"Sister Wanwan, go try it quickly."
"OK."
Jiang Wan felt sweet in her heart and took the clothes to try on.
Only one of the three sets of clothes was a little too big, and the shopkeeper's wife said she would take it back and change it.
"No need, I have two sets that will suffice."
Jiang Wan touched the gold thread on her clothes and understood that they must be worth a lot of money.
It is also inlaid with pearls. You must know that obtaining pearls in ancient times required a lot of manpower and material resources, so it is a luxury product!
"Miss Jiang, wait a moment, we will send it over in the afternoon."
The shopkeeper's wife smiled gently, and Song Jiuli whispered to Jiang Wan next to her:
"Wanwan, every piece of clothing in Xiangyifang is unique, since it was customized for you by my eldest brother.
Even if you don't want it, she can't sell it to anyone else, so returning it is a waste. "
"That's it, then let's keep them all."
Jiang Wan felt even sweeter after understanding this. Unexpectedly, Song Jiuyuan was quite considerate.
After sending away the people from Xiangyifang, Jiang Wan asked Qiu Yan to gather all the clothes carefully.
Because she knew that Xiangyifang was going to the palace in the afternoon, Song Jiuli also went back to the palace to wait with anticipation.
She hasn't seen Song Jiuyuan since she came back. In fact, Jiang Wan misses him a little.
But they had just returned to Beijing, and many people were paying attention to their movements, so Jiang Wan resisted the urge to look for him.
"Girl, Mrs. Jiang is here again!"
When Qiu Yan came in, Jiang Wan was embroidering a purse. Although she used a silver needle very well.
But the embroidery work is really unsightly.
But in ancient times, people gave purses to their sweethearts, and Jiang Wan also wanted to give one to Song Jiuyuan.
"Make her wait."
Jiang Wan snorted softly and pierced a hole in her hand again.
"Why is it so difficult to embroider a purse?"
In Jiang Wan's eyes, the ancients who were great at embroidery were simply great gods.
She looked at Qiu Yan as if asking for help. Qiu Yan looked at the holes where he had been injured and said helplessly:
"Girl, there is nothing I can do for you."
She is also handicapped, and it is really difficult for her to embroider a purse.
The two looked at each other, Jiang Wan threw her purse into the embroidery basket, stood up quickly and said:
"Come on, there are people out there looking for abuse, so go and have a look."
Jiang Wan walked slowly towards the front hall and saw Mrs. Jiang again.
The other party was a bit unsightly. Mrs. Jiang was wearing a gauze scarf on her face, and there were red bumps on her exposed skin.
When Mrs. Jiang saw Jiang Wan, her eyes were full of resentment, and she hated Jiang Wan to the core.
Jiang Wan sat at the head of the table generously. Seeing her being so calm and relaxed, Mrs. Jiang's lungs were about to burst with anger.
"Jiang Wan, are you still human? You actually attacked me and your father?"
"I don't understand what Mrs. Jiang is saying."
Jiang Wan blinked her eyes innocently and pretended to be stupid. If you have the guts, come up with evidence.
Mrs. Jiang almost fainted and took off the veil on her face, revealing her almost disfigured face.
"You poisoned us?!"
She began to suspect that Jiang Wan had poisoned Yanyan. Otherwise, how could her arrogant daughter fall in love with a groom?
"Mrs. Jiang wants to go crazy and go elsewhere, and I don't have time."
Jiang Wan saw her coming and going with these few words, and suddenly felt bored.
"I'm not finished yet."
Mrs. Jiang's eyes were determined, "Huashang Pavilion is indeed the shop left by your mother.
But that shop was intended to be left to your brother by your father. How could you sell it to others at will? "
"Is there something wrong with Mrs. Jiang's mind?"
Jiang Wan's eyes became even more innocent, "Although that was the dowry prepared by my mother for me.
I didn't see anything when I got married, so don't accuse me with empty words. "
"It's really not you who sold the shop to the Cheng family?"
Mrs. Jiang stared at Jiang Wan's face suspiciously, not wanting to miss any of her expressions.
"If I hadn't lost my memory, my house would have been ransacked just after I got married, right?"
Jiang Wan spread her hands and said, "Whether you give it to me or not, there is no way I can have that thing in my hands."
"impossible."
An idea flashed in Mrs. Jiang's mind, "I think it was you and Song Jiuyuan who vacated several warehouses."
Otherwise, could Jiang Wan and Song Jiuyuan come back in glory so quickly?
"Where's the evidence?"
Jiang Wan was not panicked. Her calm and composed appearance was like a fog. Mrs. Jiang was confused!
"It's really not you?"
"I couldn't protect myself at that time, how could I still have the ability to empty the warehouse?"
Jiang Wan rolled her eyes and said provocatively: "Instead of doubting me, it is better to suspect that there is someone in your house who is watching over you.
The Jiang Mansion is also a minister's mansion after all, and there are so many people guarding it. What if I don't have a few people to carry away so many things? "
It's not that Mrs. Jiang has never suspected the people in the house, but she has never found any evidence.
But today the shop was taken away by the Cheng family, and some things are about to gradually surface.
