After returning from the victory of the bandits, the whole street was scared to the point of being empty. This is another way to welcome the street.

Mrs. Jing hid in the carriage and secretly lifted up the curtain to look at the scenery outside.

I came to Bianjing for the first time. I had heard about the prosperity of the capital. I thought I could see a prosperous scene.

The pavilions and towers were indeed as gorgeous as the rumors were, but Mrs. Jing did not expect that there was no one on the street. After being stunned for a long time, she finally understood how powerful Cao Hua's official power was.

Putting down the curtain and seeing Cao Hua sitting in the car wearing mourning clothes, Mrs. Jing hesitated for a moment and spoke in a low voice:

"Sir Cao, where am I...?"

I have been on the road these days, but after Concubine Zhu Qu interrupted, Miss Jing has settled in the carriage.

There is nothing to do in the long journey, and she can't play chess and music skills, so she performs tricks to relieve her boredom.

She naturally didn't know how to swallow a knife and spit out fire, and painted the land into a river, but she still knew how to pick beans, that is, two bowls of seven beans were tied together, without a trace, without a trace, without a trace. She had practiced for a long time. As a result, Cao Hua's eyesight was too vicious, and no matter how good she hid it, she could still find it. Once she saw through it, it would be meaningless.

The journey was really boring. Seeing Cao Hua’s bored, Mrs. Jing was afraid that Cao Hua would take his anger and served Cao Hua half-suppressedly.

Mrs. Jing didn't know how a man could be more greedy. As soon as she gave her some sweetness, Cao Hua naturally understood it. When she was bored, she sighed coldly and looked impatient.

Mrs. Jing immediately became restless. Not long after, she sat in front of Cao Hua slowly, without saying anything, but turned her head and looked elsewhere, and naturally understood the meaning.

Once you compromise, you will have countless times.

Mrs. Jing thought she could manage her for at least a few days, but it turned out that she was thinking too much.

Not only did Cao Hua not mean to be moved, but he had cold faces more and more frequently. Miss Jing didn't know that the time was true and that time was fake. After exceeding the bottom line that she could accept, she finally cried wronged and said, "Dog official, please drive me out." Then she closed her eyes and refused to pay attention to Cao Hua again.

Cao Hua finally restrained himself a little, but he had already arrived at the city of Bianjing.

Mrs. Jing was brought back by Cao Hua, and basically did everything except the bridal chamber. Logically speaking, she would definitely come in.

But you can't go in with Cao Hua's carriage. She was born in poverty, but she was innocent. Not to mention the sedan chair, the sedan chair must have a red veil. My parents are not with the elder brother as their father, and there must be a marriage letter between the two families, even if it is a symbolic casual.

This was just a casual task for Cao Hua, but for Miss Jing, it was the most important thing for a woman to have a woman's life. Cao Hua really had no choice but to take her back to fill in the house, but her daughter's self-esteem still asked her.

Cao Hua came back to his senses and took Madam Jing's hand: "Go to your brother's place first. Xue Jiuquan is my adopted father. You can't hold a wedding at this time."

Mrs. Jing was embarrassed, her charming eyes were a little apologetic, and she lowered her head slightly:

"I'm not in a hurry... Then I'll live with my brother first... Don't forget me..."

The last sentence was made up by Mrs. Jing hesitated for a long time. It is often said that the nobles forget things, and Cao Hua was appointed as the marquis, and he had a beautiful wife and concubine at home. It was too normal to forget her when she got busy. Although her brother was a Hei Yuwei Guard, it would be better not to marry at that time.

"What are you thinking?" Cao Hua smiled helplessly and stood up: "I have to come to the palace to meet the saint. You can let Jing Feng settle down first."

"good."

Mrs. Jing nodded quickly. She had spent so long with Cao Hua, and she had no time to relax. She had to serve others and pay attention to the red tape that only the ladies in major families would pay attention to. She was afraid that the rude actions of people from the world would make Cao Hua dislike him. She was naturally mostly happy to be able to escape and relax alone for a while.

Soon, the convoy entered the inner city of Bianjing. Li Bairen led the team to meet Diankuisi first, while Cao Hua went to the palace city to meet the emperor. On the one hand, he reported his itinerary symbolically and was awarded the title.

After hearing Cao Hua's arrangement, Jing Feng took Mrs. Jing directly to the Marquis' Mansion of Wu'an.

Jing Feng is the Black Feather Guard Yuhou, and his duty is to protect the safety of the Marquis of Wu'an. He naturally lives in the Marquis of Wu'an and has a nest in Diankuisi, but he can't keep his own girls in the pile of men.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Jing was fooled by Cao Hua, and she followed Jing Feng in a relaxed mood and walked on the inner city streets, looking left and right from time to time to enjoy the scenery of the capital.

Jing Feng was nagging and talking to the girl about the rules of the capital, such as: "Walking with swords and guns, you have to report to the government. When gathering people to fight, you have to beat the board. Don't use the title of governor to intimidate outsiders..." He talked a lot, and even said the rules of when Wu'an Hou turned off the lights.

Mrs. Jing was confused when she heard this. She was used to caring about the world. When she heard so many rules in the capital, she couldn't help but frown slightly:

"Brother, the capital management is so strict, how can the people in the martial arts world live here?"

"A man from the Jianghu?"

Jing Feng was stunned for a moment, then pointed to the direction of the outer city: "Does Zhou Tong know that the iron-armed heroes, the master of martial arts, Lu Junyi, Lin Chong, and Wu Song, are you enough? Such a powerful person can only receive the salary of the sixth-rank martial arts position in the capital and open a martial arts hall. Most princes and nobles in the capital have never heard of it. The capital is not a place where people in the capital are staying."

Niang Jing naturally knew that Zhou Tong was no different from a god among the people in the martial arts world. He was of the same generation as Xue Jiuquan. With Xue Jiuquan so powerful, Zhou Tong was respected as the number one in martial arts, and Cao Hua came out. Zhou Tong was old and weak, so he was squeezed down.

After hearing that the well-known hero Zhou was only a sixth-rank official, Mrs. Jing was curious:

"What kind of official is Lord Cao?"

"Mr. Cao has no good character."

Jing Feng replied very simply and waved his hand and said, "The governor is not as good as Zhou Tong. Strictly speaking, it is just a guard with swords in front of the imperial court. The 'governor' is a false position. It is not easy for a martial artist to stand out in the Song Dynasty. Leading troops to fight is strategy. What's the use of high martial arts skills? Look at those scholars who waved their fans in March. That's really comfortable. Only in the imperial examination high school, you can become a seventh-rank county magistrate in any few years. If you are lucky, you are still farming in the morning, and you will go to court to have tea and chat with the emperor at night."

Mrs. Jing looked at her for a few times and found that there were actually a few scholars who were shaking with folding fans in March, with a chic and unruly manner. She did not show any sarcastic look. Scholars are already precious, and in the eyes of ordinary people, this is what scholars should look like.

Mrs. Jing thought for a while: "I heard that Lord Cao is also a scholar?"

Jing Feng suddenly became proud: "That's natural, 'The word "Tokyo is covered, and there are no two people in the future', which is about the governor. For the governor, martial arts is just about strengthening the body, and the other person's ability depends on his intelligence. He can't write articles and even beat him. He is not as rich as the governor, and I don't know how many poor scholars have been angry to death."

Mrs. Jing was stunned: "Mr. Cao is so powerful? Then why are so many people scolding him?"

"The governor is powerful, but he is a little unreasonable... But the reason is decided by the governor. Some people can't figure out this, and they can't help but talk."

"Mr. Cao is reasonable." Mr. Jing murmured in a low voice.
Chapter completed!