Zhen Qingyin was meditating while excerpting detailed explanations of glass manufacturing in traditional Chinese.
She can't hold back her second uncle, so it's impossible for her to do business.
Over the years, she was preparing to become a monk when she grew up, but she did not pay much attention to building connections. She had no reliable people to cooperate with in making glass.
aunt?
No, my aunt will definitely ask about the origin of the glass prescription.
The villain’s cousin Song Jian? Forget it, Song Jian wants to rebel. If you give him this glass prescription, he may go crazy with joy and advance the time for rebellion and the execution of everyone.
Just let the poor aunt go.
Second cousin Song Chi? That's all, Song Chi lacks perspective.
Grandfather Yin family? Come on, as long as her grandfather is alive, she doesn't want to win over the Yin family at all.
After gathering around the people she knew, Zhen Qingyin was in trouble again.
It’s not that she doesn’t make progress or work hard, it’s that she has no chance of getting rich suddenly.
The system cautiously stretched its neck to remind: [Host, the male protagonist has sent it to your door. You have completed the task yourself. Should you share this reward with the male protagonist? 】
Zhen Qingyin dipped her brush in ink for a moment.
"I am the daughter of an eighth-grade official. He is the crown prince who is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people. How do I share it? Should I burn it for him?"
[Bah, bah, bah! Host, can't you just hope that the target will be selected? He is your future husband. 】
Zhen Qingyin frowned: "What is the purpose of asking me to attack him?"
【Send you back to modern times. 】
"Go on and make it up."
[Look at my pure little eyes, can I lie to you? 】
Zhen Qingyin didn't even raise her eyebrows.
How pure can a system that talks about "seduce" all day long be?
She is lazy, she doesn't even bother to say this.
No matter what its purpose is, she will never conquer it.
*
Two days later, the snow cleared.
Mrs. Chao Guogong sent someone to pick up Zhen Qingyin and go to live in Chao Guogong's mansion.
Nanny Zeng, who was serving Mrs. Chao Guogong, went to Fu Rong Hall to pay homage to Mrs. Zhen's family.
The old lady greeted him with a smile and warmly sent Zhen Qingyin to the carriage.
As soon as he turned around, his old face fell.
Mrs. Chao Guogong warned her that she was coming.
Every time Zhen Qingyin suffered any grievance at the Zhen family, she would send someone to pick her up, making her look like a bad grandmother.
Alas, the old lady was so angry that none of her three grandchildren were considerate and considerate.
When the carriage went out from the side door, it bumped into Zhen Qingyun who was returning home.
Zhen Qingyin sat still.
Zhen Qingyun saw that it was the carriage of Duke Chao's Mansion. Like a mouse meeting a cat, Zhen Qingyun stood obediently outside the carriage window and saluted Zhen Qingyin.
Zhen Qingyin hummed, her voice soft and sweet: "Qingyun came out of the ancestral hall?"
Zhen Qingyun came out of the ancestral hall that night, and it was the old lady who said it herself.
Maybe it was the result of the scumbag's exertion, or maybe the old lady was so angry with her and Zhen Yuanyuan that she deliberately let Zhen Qingyun out to make them angry.
Zhen Qingyun only felt that Zhen Qingyin's soft and sweet voice was like candy coated with poison.
He approached the car window with a smile and whispered: "Little beast, let's see!"
Zhen Qingyin lifted the car curtain and smiled softly.
Zhen Qingyun shivered inexplicably.
"Qingyun, don't laugh, or you'll laugh your ass off. Aunt Zeng, let's go."
What does it mean to laugh your teeth off? Don't laugh your head off.
She lowered the curtain and the carriage continued to drive.
Zhen Qingyun put his hands on his hips and cursed in a low voice. A series of shielding words came out of his mouth.
He walked carelessly to the second door and slapped himself on the back of the head.
He knew where the violation was, and he knew why he couldn't control his mouth when he saw Zhen Qingyin.
Because every time he scolded Zhen Qingyin, Zhen Qingyin's face remained calm, as if he was not scolding her, and she never scolded him back or got angry.
The more she behaves like this, the more he wants to scold her, hit her, provoke her anger, tear apart her calmness, and turn her into as bad a person as... himself.
Zhen Qingyun kicked the bare osmanthus tree and said with a ferocious expression: "Little beast, one day I will expose your true face!"
*
People in the capital opened their doors one after another and swept away the snow in front of their own doors.
The capital city, sealed by heavy snow, is full of vitality again.
Some poor families cannot survive the cold winter, so they sell their children while the snow is clear, just so that their children can have a bite to eat and survive.
There were also expensive cars and BMWs passing through the streets, and servants beating gongs and drums to yell at the people to get out of the way.
Zhen Qingyin's face was expressionless.
She can't help herself, nor can she help others. Among all living things, who is not a passing guest in this world?
Excessive compassion is just asking for trouble.
Chao Guogong is the biological brother of the current imperial concubine, and the biological uncle of the current crown prince. Except for those royal relatives with the surname Wei, there is no other family in the capital that is more prominent than Chao Guogong's mansion.
The carriage with the logo of Duke Chao's Mansion traveled smoothly.
Half an hour later, Zhen Qingyin entered the Nuan Pavilion to meet her aunt.
Mrs. Yin Ruzhu, the Duke of Chao Guogong, held her in her arms and asked distressedly: "I heard that your grandmother punished you?"
I could only have heard about this from the imperial concubine’s palace.
"It's not a punishment..."
Zhen Qingyin snuggled next to her aunt and softly talked about everything that happened after returning home from the palace banquet that day.
She has a clear mind and speaks straightforwardly. She can finish her speech in just a few words without boring the listener.
Yin Ruzhu finished all the details in her own mind, and was so angry that she slapped the table: "What a Zhen Shijian! It's just a despicable conduct, but he doesn't keep his words and insults your mother again!"
Zhen Qingyin promptly defended her character of "following her father at home" and said in a weak voice: "It was Aunt Zhang who instigated her."
"That little hoof hit lightly and it still won't stop!" Yin Ruzhu gritted her teeth.
"Don't be angry, aunt, my second uncle is trying to find a way to send Qingyun to the military camp..."
Zhen Qingyin calmly changed the subject and slowly said that the old lady had abandoned Zhen Qingyun intentionally, but there was no substitute, because the second uncle kept himself clean and did not take concubines, and the scumbag father was obsessed with Aunt Zhang and did not take a second concubine.
An idea flashed in Yin Ruzhu's mind.
She looked thoughtfully at her niece in her arms.
She is soft and weak, well-behaved and clever. She can complain, take advantage of others, and judge the situation. She is kind when she should be kind and never shows mercy when she should be ruthless. She doesn't like to be in the limelight. She has beautiful appearance and snow-skinned skin, and is loved by people all over her body.
The scene of the prince snatching the remaining wine to drink appeared in her mind, and the imperial concubine's constant praise of Zhen Qingyin also appeared in her mind.
"Your second uncle is reliable. He has a plan in mind and will not let that bastard bring down the entire Zhen family. Qingyin, you have been wronged. Please stay with me for a few more days this time. It just so happens that your second cousin Both brother and Xianger are thinking of you."
Talk about Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrives.
Six-year-old Song Xiang wore a bright red jacket, opened the curtain, revealed his little head and looked inside, and immediately flew into Zhen Qingyin's arms.
"Cousin, cousin!"
Zhen Qingyin straightened up, hugged her, asked her carefully what she had been playing recently, and taught her how to turn the rope. The two of them giggled.
Yin Ruzhu watched this scene, the anger in her chest gradually dissipated, and the corners of her eyes slowly became filled with smiles.
The next day, the prince arrived and was invited to the Duke Chao's mansion to appreciate the plum blossoms.
The system jumped up and down with joy: [The host triggers a new task: cut a red plum for the hero with his own hands. The hero accepts it and the task is completed. Host, come to life! get high! 】
Zhen Qingyin put down the tea cup and raised her eyebrows.
Such a coincidence?
Auntie wouldn't do it on purpose, would she?
