Shuyao and Shuwen also got off the carriage and ran over quickly. Shuyao took Shujie and looked up and down, turned back and forth, and kept asking: "Brother, brother, are you not injured?"

Shuwen admired him very much: "Brother, you are so powerful! What you did just now was so beautiful." Shuwen practices martial arts with his brother every day and has seen more thrilling moves. He is not worried at all. His brother is very powerful.

, how could such a trivial matter be so harmful?

The girl in orange was very fond of the pair of beautiful babies when she saw them: "Twins, you look alike! Hong Xiu, bring the pair of shoulder bags I just bought. It's best for them to use."

The silver bell-like voice of the girl in orange fascinated Xiao Shuwen: "Sister, your voice sounds so nice." Shuyao also nodded in agreement. After living two lives, this is the best thing she has ever heard.

A pleasant voice can make people feel happy just by talking. Shuyao really wants to see the face under the veil. With such a pleasant voice, her appearance should be as beautiful as a fairy, right?

The girl in orange was even more amused by Shuyao and her brother: "Your voices are also very nice. Come on, I've given you this pair of purses. Sister, help you carry them." As he said this, he took the maid's hand.

The satchels were carried for the two of them, because Shuyao and Shuyao were wearing cloaks, and they carefully put the shoulder straps through the cloaks.

The shoulder bag is specially designed for children. Instead of hanging on the waist, it is slung over the shoulder with a long strap. It is beautiful and easy to use. It doesn't matter if the child puts more snacks in the bag.

The two purses Shuyao and her brother were carrying at the moment were made of fine apricot-colored satin, and embroidered on them were pictures of two cats playing with butterflies. Only the cats and butterflies were of different colors. Mother Liu took a closer look, and the cat

The eyes are made of precious stones, the patterns on the butterfly wings are embroidered with gold and silver threads, and a row of 5 small bells are sewn near the bottom of the purse. They are all made of silver and make a pleasant tinkling sound.

Such a purse is given away casually, it really belongs to the Nangong family!

The Nangong family's main business is banking, and it is also involved in many fields such as shipping, textiles, restaurants, and garment shops. It is truly the "richest man" in the Zhou Dynasty. There is a saying that if the Nangong family suffers from the cold, the economy of the Zhou Dynasty will be shaken.

, Tobe followed suit and sneezed.

A big tree attracts the wind. In order to protect the property of the Nangong family, through the operation of several generations of family heads, the Nangong family has a force that even the court does not dare to underestimate.

Fortunately, the heads of the Nangong family have always supported the person sitting on the throne (they will never participate in the battle for the throne. Their attitude is: whoever sits on the throne, I will support and be loyal to whoever sits on the throne, and other matters will not be discussed). Over the generations,

On the contrary, he is at peace with the royal family.

Interestingly, the Nangong family has a clear rule that daughters of the Nangong family will never enter the palace. To be more precise, they will never marry any of the royal children. The royal family also tacitly supports this family rule of the Nangong family, and everyone knows it well.

Shujie also noticed the luxury of the purse and hurriedly said: "Girl, this purse is too expensive. My brother-in-law and sister-in-law understand it. It's really not good..."

Before the word "take it" came out of his mouth, he was interrupted by the girl in orange: "Are these two purses more valuable than my life? Besides, I am giving them to my younger siblings. I am not giving them to you. No matter how valuable the things are,

They are all dead things. They have value only when they meet the right owner. I feel like these two purses are specially made for my siblings. If you don't let them accept them, I will throw them away."

"Uh..." Shujie was stunned. Is this forced buying and selling? Uh, no, forced sending and receiving?

Looking at her stupid elder brother, Shuyao burst out laughing: "Thank you, sister!" Although Shuyao had never been in contact with anyone in the Nangong family in her previous life and didn't know much about it, she still knew that the Nangong family was the richest family in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

, it is not good to refuse angrily if you are too petty, not to mention that someone has already said "harsh words".

"Good boy, you're welcome. My name is Nangong Miao. Just call me Sister Miao from now on. What are your names?" Nangong Miao said with a smile.

Shuwen really liked Nangong Miao and couldn't wait to answer: "I am Xia Shuwen, my sister is Shuyao, and my brother is Shujie."

"Ahem," Shujie said with an embarrassed face. This younger brother, no one asked him his name anymore, so he reported it so enthusiastically!

Shuyao secretly laughed, in the future? Their lives are completely unrelated, will they meet by chance again? Haha, this sister Miao is really hearty and generous, she directly gave her maiden name and asked them their names.

Shujie handed Nangong Miao the gilt round plaque that the middle-aged beautiful woman had given him just now. "Ahem, Miss Nangong, thank you very much! I have already received the thank you gift, so please take back this plaque."

Nangong Miao curled her lips: "How can you take back the things you sent out? How can anyone find it objectionable that there are too many thank-you gifts? You are such a boring person."

"..." Shujie was stunned again. How could he say anything wrong when meeting this Nangong girl? Her voice sounded like that of a young girl, so... uh... unreasonable. "Then, let's take our leave.

"

Shuyao said goodbye to Nangong Miao obediently, and Shuwen also waved her little hand: "Goodbye, sister Miao, we are going to the flower market."

Shuyao really despises her twin brother for being so lustful at such a young age, no, "good voice", a good voice makes him so "enchanted" that he reveals everything.

Over there, Nangong Miao was pleasantly surprised: "Flower market? We are also going to the flower market. Let's go for a walk. Shuyao, Shuwen, you guys take a carriage with me."

Shujie quickly put his hands around his younger siblings' shoulders: "Miss Nangong,..." How could he let his younger siblings get into someone else's carriage casually? They were still strangers they had just met.

"Oh, yes, you are the only one who is troublesome. I know you are precious to your brothers and sisters, how can I abduct them?" Nangong Miao muttered, "Let's do this, I'll take your carriage."

"Miao'er, you..." The beautiful middle-aged woman also whispered softly.

"Well, Aunt Zhen, we are going to the flower market anyway, and this Xia Shujie is so good at martial arts. With him protecting her, their carriage will be absolutely safe." Nangong Miao took the middle-aged beautiful woman's hand and acted coquettishly.

Shu Jie suddenly felt countless black lines falling on his forehead. Are you using him as a free bodyguard?

But Shuwen was very welcoming: "Okay, okay, I'll give the window seat to Sister Miao, so you can keep looking at my big brother, so you won't be afraid."

Countless black lines fell in front of everyone's forehead, and they kept looking at it? One inside the car, one outside the car, what happened?

"Little Shuwen----" The cheerful Nangong Miao finally became shy, lightly stamped her feet, took Shuyao's hand and walked quickly to the Xia family's carriage. Fortunately, there was a veil blocking it, so others could not see it.

to her face.

The beautiful middle-aged woman sighed softly, smiled lovingly, asked Hong Xiu to follow Nangong Miao, and took the others to the green carriage.

Shujie clicked Shuwen's forehead and said angrily: "Get in the car quickly! Stop talking nonsense, otherwise we won't go to the flower market and will go back to Yulin directly."

Shuwen was really aggrieved: "What did I say? Where is the nonsense?" After all, he still didn't dare to say anything more and muttered a few words and quickly shut up. However, he was still very happy that Sister Miao was riding in their carriage, and soon

Leave the grievance behind.

Shuyao still occupies the position next to Shujie's window.

…

The flower market in Damingfu City is indeed well-deserved. It is very large and has many varieties of flowers. It is like walking into a big garden.

Nangong Miao went straight to the area where camellias were sold. The "Aunt Zhen" smiled and said: "Miao'er has been obsessed with camellias since she was a child. She has almost become a camellia madman. The elders have collected precious varieties of camellias everywhere to make gifts for her. Just last month

I collected a golden camellia, it’s so beautiful.”

Before she finished speaking, she heard Nangong Miao's surprised voice: "Scarlet Claw Furong!"

What made Nangong Miao scream was a large red catechin with white spots and yellow stamens in the corner of the flower stall. Unfortunately, the flower lowered its head as if it was sick, and the leaves also drooped.

The stall owner was a plump old man, but he was very sincere: "There is something wrong with this flower and I can't keep it alive, so I moved it to this corner. Our waiter saw that the flower was still there, so he didn't want to throw it away yet."

It’s up to you to see how many days it lasts.”

Nangong Miao was extremely frustrated: "My uncle gave me a plant a few months ago, but it wilted within half a month. This flower is so delicate and rare to find."

The stall owner felt the same way: "Isn't that right? Although the Camellia Garden will give us a certain amount of compensation for the losses of each batch of camellia purchased, we don't dare to buy too fine varieties like the Scarlet Claw Hibiscus, otherwise we will suffer too much loss."

sharp."

Shujie also wanted a "Crimson Claw Hibiscus" very much. Pointing to a pot of Zhuangyuanhong and a pot of golden camellia that he was optimistic about, he asked: "I will buy these two plants. Can the shopkeeper give me the pot of 'Crimson Claw Hibiscus'?"

Give me."

As soon as the stall owner looked at the flowers Shujie picked, he knew that he was a connoisseur of camellias. These two plants were just purchased today. They are the two most expensive potted flowers in the entire flower stall, and they are also delicate and fragile varieties. Then he smiled and said:

"Young master knows Camellia, I won't say more. These two plants are also delicate. It is also the first time for me to buy them directly from the south. However, most customers don't know the goods and think they are too expensive. I am really worried about keeping them spoiled.

You will lose money. If you buy them together, young master, I will give you half the profit and give you another variety. You can choose it yourself. If you want the pot of 'Scarlet Claw Hibiscus', you can take it too, otherwise I will give it to you alone.

I really feel bad for a dying flower."

Shujie said happily: "If our relationship is good, then give me another pot of white orbs." Although white orbs are common and not very precious, Shujie likes their flower shape, and the white ones are now placed in the bedroom and study room during the filial piety period.

It doesn't matter.

As he spoke, he took out a banknote and gave it to the stall owner. The price was marked next to each pot of flowers in this flower stall. Shujie knew camellias and had spent more than half a month in Zhang Caishu's Yunyuan. He knew that the prices were quite real, especially for stalls.

The Lord gave him half a percent profit, and it was really a good deal. Add in the Scarlet Claw Hibiscus and the White Orb, haha, Shujie sighed to himself that he had gotten a big deal.

Zhuangyuanhong and Golden Camellia happened to be owned by Nangong Miao, and they were not jealous of Shujie. They just curled their lips at the scarlet-clawed hibiscus: "They are almost dead, so there is no point in taking them for nothing."

Shu Wen raised his head proudly: "My eldest brother is very good at raising camellias. He even saved a dying camellia plant years ago. It was even more wilted than this one." Fortunately, this time he did not get carried away and said ten things.

The story of the Eighth Scholar and Zhang Caishu’s frame-up by the Zhao family left a deep impression on the smart little book.

"Really?" Nangong Miao looked at Shujie in surprise: "Can you sell this scarlet-clawed hibiscus to me after you save it?" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation.
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