Chapter 42 Antique (42)

"I will make the two of them climb over the wall and leave Feng's mansion, making sure there is no flaw. Zhang Wu, you are responsible for disposing of their bodies, Feng Wu, you are responsible for restoring the things in the yard to their original state, and then help her dispose of them."

Feng Lin asked tearfully, "Why is it always me who gets hurt?"

"Because you sit back and enjoy what you get." Zhang Wuniang said: "You didn't pay too much, but without the two of them threatening your life at all times, we have done so much, do we still have to do coolies?"

"Although there is some truth, but I still..."

Princess Zhao said lightly: "Since it makes sense, don't talk nonsense."

Feng Lin: "..."

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The girl was walking on the gravel road, and there was a rockery right in front of her.

"Sister Du plans to go back home?" A little lolita was looking at plum branches beside the rockery, and when she saw the girl approaching, she asked with a smile, "Huh? Why don't Sister Yuan and Sister Zhang go together?"

"Du Liuniang" smiled slightly: "Sister Zhang likes northern dishes the most. Although Fengwu's small kitchen doesn't have a cook who is good at cooking northern dishes, the dim sum is really good."

Little Lolita rolled her eyes, put her hands on her arms, and smiled again: "Sister Du's paintings are wonderful, I don't study much, will my sister teach me?"

"Du Liuniang"'s face remained unchanged, and she gently tore off her hand with her left hand, leaving some affection in her mouth: "The family style of Du's house is very strict, if my sister doesn't rush back in time, she will be fined to copy the scriptures. Qiniang has the heart ?"

Feng Qiniang naturally had the heart.

Although she is the concubine's daughter of the eldest family, there are already two concubine daughters above her, no matter how virtuous the concubine's mother is, she will not do her best to plan for herself.

I don't go to school much, and my master doesn't like me.Poems and essays are even more mediocre, and have never been excellent.

Danqing was still interested, but the painters in Fengfu only cared about Si Niang, so they still wanted to get him.If he can get Professor Du Liuniang, or even Du Siniang, who is even more talented, he will be able to show off his talents at the Huachao Festival.Although he is only ten years old, he should make plans for the future.

snort!
I begged her like this, but she still didn't teach me.

Just because I'm a concubine, why don't you take me seriously?
I want to see, what kind of husband can you find? !

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Feng Qiniang is still young, so the small expression in her eyes can't be hidden from Zhang Wuniang.

That's right, today's Du Liuniang is Zhang Wuniang.I don't know what method they used, but today's Zhang Wuniang is so similar to Du Liuniang, even the small movements of her hands and feet are the same.

Although "Du Liuniang" wanted to leave, Feng Qiniang grabbed the corner of her clothes in order to keep her.

People don't want face anymore, but I always want it.

Although "Du Liuniang" doesn't love fame as much as Mrs. Yuan, she can be considered a lady of every family, so it's hard to shake her hand away.

Zhang Wuniang sighed, lowered her focus, looked at Feng Qiniang, and said earnestly, "I still have a painting in my yard. If I don't collect it, I'm afraid it will be destroyed by insects. Wouldn't it be a pity? Since you want to follow me , I always don’t want to see that painting destroyed.”

No, I hope so.That way you can stay in my yard.

Feng Qiniang said insincerely, "That painting is so pitiful."

"Du Liuniang" said with some sentimentality: "It's a pity that no matter how good the painting is, it's not as good as my fourth sister's."

Feng Qiniang showed two teeth playfully: "But I still like Sister Du's paintings. I saw it last time, and I always feel that my painting skills have improved."

Zhang Wuniang gave a cold sigh in her heart.

"It's a pity that I really don't have time these days. But..."

"Du Liuniang" stroked her hair and said, "My eighth sister's birthday is the fifth day of April, do you want to come?"

Feng Qiniang smiled shyly: "Is that bad?"

"This is my personal jade pendant, you take it, if you get up late and miss your sisters' carriage, you can use this to enter the mansion. Besides, it's my eighth younger sister, what's wrong?"

Feng Qiniang nodded happily: "Yeah."

Zhang Wuniang thought to herself: I have fooled those two ruthless characters, so I can't handle you little girl?
(End of this chapter)

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