Nongmen Fu's wife and the whole family are villains

"Brother Sima, you keep these bank notes."

Lu Zhiqing handed over a stack of bank notes to Sima Jiying.

Sima Jiying was writing, and after listening to her words, he took the bank note, his eyes were full of confusion.

"what is this?"

"Silver note."

"Of course I know it's a bank note, but what do you give me a bank note for?"

Lu Zhiqing sat down to drink tea, and said narrowly, "I'm sorry I didn't make it clear, I didn't give you these banknotes, but you earned them yourself. Nuo, I sold the poems on your table, one for 100 taels of silver , there are ten poems in total, so it’s 1000 taels. Although my father said that Brother Sima’s writing and writing are all in charge of the Lu family, it’s good to have a little money.”

"Can my poems be sold for so much money?" Sima Jiying smiled, "Are you playing tricks again?"

"No." Lu Zhiqing said, "One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. This is a fair trade."

The Lu family has strict discipline. Without her permission, how dare the servants sell Sima Jiying's poems?

When the servant told her about this, she immediately felt that this business was worthless. Anyway, Ji Songcheng, the king of a country, was not short of money, so of course he had to hit him hard.

"You, you're getting more and more quarrelsome. By the way, how are you and Mr. Song?" Sima Jiying asked.

"We have nothing!"

"Mr. Song will leave the examination room soon. Your actions will affect his performance." Sima Jiying said, "I think he has misunderstood the relationship between you and me? How about I explain it?"

"It's not necessary." Lu Zhiqing said, "You just need to prepare for yourself and don't worry about other things. By the way, do you want to write a letter to your family?"

"Need not."

Lu Zhiqing's maid Bai Guo walked in, leaned over and whispered a few words in her ear.

"Is there really such a thing?"

"should be."

"Brother Sima, I have to go out first." Lu Zhiqing said.

"it is good."

Lu Zhiqing walked through the gate of the Lu family and came directly to the gate of the Song residence.

Seeing her, the servant of the Song Mansion immediately opened the door and invited her in.

Lu Zhiqing stood at the door and said, "Is your young master at the house?"

"Yes, Second Miss, please come in." The servant wanted to carry her in.

Since Second Miss Lu stopped coming to the Song Mansion, their young master couldn't even eat, and he only knew how to read all day long, and he was about to become a nerd.

"Why don't you pass it on first?"

"Second Miss, don't embarrass the slave. You are a distinguished guest in our house, and our young master wishes for you to come every day."

"What nonsense?" Bai Guo scolded.

"Small mouth is cheap, and the little one deserves to be beaten."

"What's going on?" Song Hanzhi strode over.

"Master..."

The servant salutes.

Lu Zhiqing raised her head and was stunned.

Song Han was dressed in a sky blue robe, and unlike usual, his hair was tied up meticulously. Today, his hair was only tied up in the upper half, and the bottom part was loose, making him a little more romantic and unrestrained.

When he looked up, those eyes were deep and dark, like a bottomless ancient pool, beautiful and mysterious, yet a bit warm and tender.

Lu Zhiqing knew that Song Hanzhi was good-looking. After all, there were a lot of noble girls in the Imperial College who were interested in him, but he never knew that he could be so good-looking.

"Are you going out?"

After all, looking at this outfit, it doesn't look like drinking tea and reading a book at home.

"No." Song Hanzhi said gently, "I heard you're here, so I came here to welcome you."

"I have something to look for you." Lu Zhiqing said, "I didn't disturb your reading, did I?"

"Of course not. I have a lot of time to read, and it's not too late. Listening to the servant's confession, is it because they are rude to you?"

"No, let's go in and talk!"

Lu Zhiqing didn't like the dull place like the study, so she chose a pavilion to sit down.

Song Hanzhi ordered the servants to bring tea and snacks, and then asked the servants to leave.

"Try this dim sum, I asked the cook to improve the recipe."

"Don't worry about dim sum, I heard from the servants in the mansion that they saw servants of your Song manor selling things from the owner's house secretly." Lu Zhiqing said, "I just came to ask you, do you know about this?"

Song Hanzhi pushed the dim sum in front of her, and said, "Is it wrong? There are not many servants in my house, and they are all old servants, who are very loyal to the family."

"Misunderstood?" Lu Zhiqing said, "Impossible. Lu and Song's mansions have been neighbors for many years. There are not many servants in your mansion, so they must all know each other."

"So did you recognize who it was?"

Lu Zhiqing looked at Bai Guo.

Bai Guo said: "The servant also listened to what others said."

"Then you go find that person and let him come and identify him." Lu Zhiqing said, "This kind of slave who eats inside and out must not be tolerated."

"The servant has gone, Miss, you are alone..."

"I'll wait for you here, so go!" Lu Zhiqing said, "It's said that wind is fire, so I should have figured it out before coming here, so it won't be a rumor."

"It's okay to be rumored. Qing'er still cares about the affairs of my house, so it's not like I'm completely ignoring me." Song Hanzhi held a piece of snack and handed it to her mouth, "You haven't tasted a bite, try it! You Didn't you like this flavor the most before? Or, you don't even want to eat the snacks I give you now?"

"I don't have one." Lu Zhiqing reached out to take it. "Don't stand so close, it's a little hot."

Song Hanzhi sat next to her with a stone table in between.

There is an osmanthus tree not far away. It is the season of osmanthus, the petals are flying, and the air is full of fragrance.

"Last time you said you were going to make sweet-scented osmanthus wine. Now that the sweet-scented osmanthus is in full bloom, Qing'er no longer mentions the matter of sweet-scented osmanthus wine. It seems that you want to renege on your promise and get fat."

"Don't change the subject. How long ago did that happen?" Lu Zhiqing said, "Just read your book carefully, and don't be compared to Brother Sima."

"Brother Sima's talent is indeed very good, but I'm not bad either. I won't give up." Song Hanzhi said, "When the time comes, the scientific examination will show off."

"That's about the same." Lu Zhiqing said, "As for the sweet-scented osmanthus wine, drink it when you're in high school, it's a celebration."

"That's a long wait."

"Good wine is not afraid of waiting, besides, the longer the wine is kept, the more mellow it will be."

Bai Guo came with his servants.

The servant knelt down in front of Song Hanzhi and Lu Zhiqing.

"Tell me about the situation." Lu Zhiqing said.

The servant then told the story of meeting the servant of the Song family in the black market.

"What did you go to the black market for?" Bai Guo asked.

"Miss Rong said, the young one wanted to find a medicinal herb, which is very hard to find. I heard that there is a black market, so the young one went to find it. The young one went for the master."

"Then have you seen the appearance of that person?" Lu Zhiqing said, "If you were asked to identify him, would you be able to recognize who it is from the Song Mansion?"