Wang Xiaoru thought about it over and over for a long time. Ever since the cousin girl in her family transformed into a person who could not be messed with on the day she got married, she had been thinking about what was going on almost every day.
Not long ago, she met a fortune-teller on the street. The half-immortal told her that she would have good fortunes, and that it was her destiny. It was just a sin, and there was an old enemy who would stick around her like a gangrene on her bones and suck out her energy. Luck, if you want to regain your luck, you can only make this old enemy disappear at all costs.
At first, Wang Xiaoru also felt that fortune tellers were deceiving people with their mouths, but after so many days, she suddenly understood that Mu Qingyun was a fairy, which was true, and she could not refute it.
However, she is also a fairy descended to earth.
Thinking about her adventure, this was reversing time. If she was not a fairy, how could she do it?
She just has no memory.
Didn’t that cousin have no memory of all those years ago?
Maybe after some time, she will be able to think of everything.
It was just a guess at the beginning, but as the days passed, Wang Xiaoru became more and more convinced of her guess. This Mu Qingyun was her old enemy, a mortal enemy, who came specifically to cause trouble for her.
Now that she figured it out, Wang Xiaoru felt a little confident and knew how to deal with this cousin girl who had been against her for a lifetime.
The reason why Mu Qingyun is so unscrupulous and the reason why all the gods in the sky help her but none of them pay attention to her must be because she is the fiancée of that Qingyang God of War.
As long as Mu Qingyun really gets married in the mortal world, stays with men and ruins his reputation, she believes that Qingyang God of War will not mind?
Countless thoughts flashed through Wang Xiaoru's mind, and she turned to Sun Sheng and sighed: "Although I am not rude to my cousin... Mu Xianzi, she and your brother-in-law are childhood sweethearts. No matter what, we are naturally on opposite sides. I just hope she doesn't want to do anything." It’s good that God remembers me.”
"She dares!"
In Sun Sheng's heart, the King of Heaven is not as important as his sister.
Can gods bully people?
Why!
Before today, Sun Sheng just generally disliked Fairy Mu and wanted to stay away from her. Now he was filled with hatred. This was the first time that he was so embarrassed, and it was in front of the eldest princess and so many servants.
"Sooner or later..."
He wanted to get back all the lost face.
He wants that arrogant woman to know that this is the human world and his territory, and no matter who offends him, he will not have an easy time!
The mountain road is rugged, and Mu Qingyun's carriage is also produced by the mall. It is extremely smooth and does not feel any bumps.
There are all kinds of travel tools in the mall, but she has no need to travel far at the moment. Those amazing black technologies with high prices are neither affordable nor necessary.
"It has not been three years since the death of Lord Zhenbei. The young prince has not even inherited the title of the family. Not only does he stay at home and observe filial piety, but he is always troubled by troubles. Three generations of old gentlemen have succeeded and made great contributions to our Daxi. , why do you leave such a stick behind?"
Xia He said angrily.
Zhenbei Gongzu was just an ordinary farmer with a lot of strength, but in troubled times, he had to join the army to earn a living. However, he got lucky, and later started his own business with Taizu Daxi, and contributed to the founding of the country.
Grandfather Taizu had nothing to say to his old brothers, and Duke Zhenbei also assumed the title of the hereditary and irreplaceable founding father of the country.
After all, their family has lived up to His Majesty. Unlike most of the nobles, most of them have lost their ancestral skills. Each one is more dandy than the last. Several generations of the Zhenbei public family have died in the battlefield, and this generation only leaves behind Sun Sheng is a single seedling.
Sun Sheng's father was both civil and military, and he once served as the companion of His Majesty. When he was young in the capital, he was also the Bai Yueguang in the eyes of many boudoir daughters.
Let's take Princess Changle. She is now in harmony with her consort Qin Se, and they have a very good relationship, but back then, she also had a great admiration for Zhenbei Gong.
Unfortunately, when the rebellion of the Southern Barbarians was put down, Duke Zhenbei was careless and was shot six times in a row and died on the battlefield.
His wife had already passed away at that time, and only her old mother and her only son were left at home. The old lady was devastated by the loss of her beloved son, and she doted on Sun Sheng, her little grandson.
His Majesty also remembers the contribution of Zhenbei Gong, and the nobles also remember the friendship over the years. If the children have a quarrel, they will never say it is Sun Sheng's fault, and they will all go back and beat their own children.
Over time, Sun Sheng developed such a arrogant temper.
Mu Qingyun listened to Xia He's talk all the way, and finally concluded that Sun Sheng was a kid who didn't know the importance, had no scruples, and couldn't understand what he was saying. Once he provoked him, he had to be careful not to kill the other person, so as not to do this. The kid didn't play his cards according to common sense, and he accidentally got into trouble.
"..."
Okay, let's go back and see if there is any possibility of recycling this kid.
After chatting all the way, Mu Qingyun became helpless as soon as he arrived outside Zhuangzi.
Xia He and the others also sighed: "That's true!"
There were many people gathered outside Zhuangzi, digging out the weeds that grew in every nook and cranny around Zhuangzi. They were not wild vegetables, but weeds were all being swept away.
Others were digging in the soil secretly, muttering to themselves as they dug.
Streams of green smoke drifted away in the wind.
There are traces of burning incense everywhere.
At a glance, Mu Qingyun saw that his village looked like a huge shrine.
"There are many poisonous insects, snakes and ants on this mountain. Besides, those grasses may also be poisonous."
Xia He was helpless: "Everyone is spreading rumors that our Zhuangzi has spiritual roots everywhere because of the presence of fairies. If the storytellers outside don't come up with a few similar paragraphs, no one will listen."
"The vegetables we used to grow in our village now don't have to be sent to the capital to be sold. They are taken away as soon as they are picked. Moreover, even vegetable vendors who are not well-established are not qualified to visit."
"Not only are the vegetables selling fast, but the surrounding grass is also in short supply and is quite expensive. I keep repeating the ban, and it's useless to say anything."
"But don't worry, little lady, country people are used to eating grass roots and bark. They can clearly distinguish between edible grass and poisonous grass. Besides, there are no poisonous weeds near our village."
Mu Qingyun was helpless: "But there's no way to go on like this. Let's look at the well at the back door. We'll find someone to clean it up later. We'll build some pavilions and thatched sheds outside and put up a sign. I'll mention it later and say that the well is The Longwang Well is open to carry water for the people at Mao hour every day."
"You can find someone to pass it on later, and say that the water in the Dragon King's Well is so sweet and delicious that I have to drink it every day."
"The weeds around Zhuangzi were removed, roads were built, and fruit trees were planted around the roads."
After thinking about it, she decided not to buy saplings from the mall, but to buy some saplings from surrounding villages and plant them.
"Just ask the folks from the surrounding villages to help us plant trees. We will take care of two meals a day and pay a penny for planting a tree."
A penny is a small amount, but three meals a day are delicious, and I think someone will be willing to give it a try.
