Marry a powerful minister and remain a widow?I’m done with the book-wearing female role!

Zhao Fendie's eyes lit up, she nodded hurriedly and said, "Yuzhu, then you write to me, and I'll tell Aunt Zhao to grab the medicine and buy the ingredients, and I promise not to pass on the recipe."

Shiquan Dabu Decoction is a good thing that many men dream of.

Jiang Yuzhu deserves to be happy and decides to be a good person and stick to it.

There is a medicine shop opposite Jixiang Tea House, which belongs to the Jiang family. She asked Hong Li to grab the medicine.

"You need the remaining ingredients such as cattle whip, so you can buy them on the black market."

In Daqi, farmers rely entirely on cattle for farming, so cattle are stalled and cannot be killed at will.

Jiang Yuzhu explained clearly the usage and dosage, and Zhao Fendie wrote it down very carefully.

At the end, Zhao Fendie sighed quietly and said, "Yuzhu, I really don't understand men."

"how you said that?"

Jiang Yuzhu didn't want to understand, she didn't have the leisure.

The most important thing in life is to be comfortable, and don't think about unnecessary things.

Zhao Fendie sighed, she was troubled.

"Ji Chengyun is obviously not very good at that, so shouldn't he be hiding it?"

Ji Chengyun is Zhao Fendie's husband, and they have just been married for a year.

The father and son of the Ji family are the same, famous and romantic in the capital.

Ji Chengyun inherited his father's business. Not only did he have seven or eight concubines, he was also a frequent visitor to the flower house in the capital.

"I just can't figure it out, why does he have the capital to be romantic because of his weak kidneys?"

The Zhao family and the Ji family were married, and the couple had no feelings. Ji Chengyun only stayed overnight on the first and fifteenth day of every month, even to give his first wife dignity.

Zhao Fendie really wanted Hongxing to cheat on her, but she had no chance.

What's more, the Zhao family is different from the Jiang family. Zhao Fendie has no backing.

Jiang Yuzhu was tortured by the souls of her good sisters and became speechless: "This... maybe Ji Chengyun doesn't know that he is not good?"

Jiang Yuzhu made a rational analysis and believed that this was the most likely possibility.

Zhao Fendie was shocked: "Doesn't he even know himself?"

Ji Cheng can't run well, and he doesn't know what to do?

Jiang Yuzhu said again: "Pindie, did you say he can't do it?"

Zhao Fendie shook her head, she didn't mention it, although she disliked it.

"Isn't that right? You didn't even mention it. Those concubines are coaxing him to have sex."

The women in the back house of the Ji family are like this. The flower girls in the flower house rely on men to make money, and they serve them well.

Ji Chengyun is probably a common man and thinks he is pretty good.

A scumbag is a scumbag, but his orientation is obvious. Her husband, Xie Zhao, was so abstinent that Jiang Yuzhu suspected that he was having a relationship with a ghost!

Zhao Fendie had no idea that her good sister was already in a state of wandering. She leaned against Jiang Yuzhu and smiled: "My life is not good, why did I marry such a thing? The money I spent on the spring breeze was enough to visit the small shop several times. Got it!"

When the sisters come to talk, the show begins.

After Xiao Taohong took the stage, everyone gradually became quiet.

Zhao Fendie stopped talking and fixed her gaze on the stage, quickly being absorbed in her emotions.

Jiang Yuzhu was not interested in singing babbling. She sat by the window facing the street and looked at the scenery aimlessly.

Soon, Jiang Yuzhu met a cold gaze, and her body couldn't help but trembled.

Downstairs, Xie Zhao tightened his grip on the reins and moved his gaze slightly upward.

Sitting in the private room on the second floor of the tea house was a beautiful young woman with fair complexion. She seemed to have been holding her chin for a long time. There was a red mark on the side of her face that was pressed by hands, like a slight flaw on a white jade.

She tilted her head slightly, her black and white eyes as clear as spring water, with surprise in them.

Xie Zhao was startled, his dark eyes darkening.

When he looked again, the man had shrunk back and closed the window.

Liang'an, the young man, reported back: "Sir, I just met a red carp to buy medicinal materials. My wife should be nearby."

After finishing speaking, seeing that Xie Zhao didn't respond, Liang An added hesitantly: "I heard that he got a prescription for men's tonic."

As a confidant, Liang An certainly knew that the relationship between his master and his wife was pure and distant, and that his wife was not interested in him, so the tonic prescription was definitely not for him!

After Xie Zhao heard this, his expression did not change.

At this time, Liang'an couldn't help but feel aggrieved for his master.

The master has won three yuan in a row, and his talent is eight Dou high. He is an existence that has never been seen before or since in Daqi, and his appearance is like a jade tree. Why was such an elegant person pointed out to the idiot Jiang Yuzhu?

Forget it, Jiang Yuzhu is not a woman, and the Jiang family is even weirder!

The last time Liang An spoke up and spoke ill of Jiang Yuzhu, he was chased by the second son of the Jiang family for half a month. It was like seeing him beaten every time.

Liangxin feels bitter but has learned well, and it is not easy to make casual comments on the street.

Xie Zhao looked away and said softly: "Let's go."

Before Liang An could get on his horse, the oncoming carriage stopped first, and a girl got out of the carriage.

The girl, who was pretty and beautiful, saluted Xie Zhao and said with a faint smile, "Shu Xiang said I saw you just now, and you are indeed my senior brother."

Xie Zhao's expression remained unchanged, his voice was a little more easy-going, and he returned the greeting: "Junior Sister Wei."

Wei Jing smiled, with a complicated expression deep in her eyes.

Xie Zhao is the man she dreams of getting.

Three years ago, the Wei and Xie families had made plans to get married. Before any action was taken, Wei Jing was interrupted by a marriage proposal.

Xie Zhao married Jiang Yuzhu, and Wei Jing swallowed her bitterness silently, almost crying her eyes out behind her back.

Three years, three years have passed.

Originally, Wei Jing should have gotten married long ago, but no man could catch her eye.

In this life, Wei Jing will not marry Xie Zhao!

Originally, Wei Jing was the daughter of the chief minister of the dynasty, and her pride did not allow her to become a concubine. But after learning that Xie Zhao and Jiang Yuzhu had not consummated their marriage, Wei Jing's little thoughts that were about to be extinguished started to burn like a fire in the forest.

"Brother, that's a great coincidence."

Wei Jing suppressed the affection in her heart and glanced at Shuxiang.

Shuxiang hurriedly entered the carriage, took out an invitation and handed it to Liang An, saying: "My old lady is celebrating her sixtieth birthday, and she has invited a lady from an acquaintance in the capital to come to my house as a guest. It's just for fun. Please thank you, sir." Pass the invitation to Mrs. Xie."

The day is set on the third day of the twelfth lunar month, which is an auspicious day.

At that time, the Wei Mansion invited relatives and friends to go boating and catch fish on the outskirts of Zhuangzi, which was very lively.

"When Mrs. Wei celebrates her birthday, my husband will definitely be there."

Liang An put away the invitation and nodded secretly to the scholar.

When the time comes, leave it to him to run errands and deliver letters to Madam.

However, Jiang Yuzhu has a moody temperament and may not be willing to give face to the Wei family.

Wei Jing's smile did not change and she said: "There were many sisters from Madam Xie with us that day, so it was a pleasure to go on the boat together."

This is tantamount to secretly looking for a breakthrough for Liang'an, and Liang'an agreed.

A fierce look flashed across Wei Jing's eyes, Jiang Yuzhu was the protagonist, how could she be embarrassed if she didn't go?

So what if the emperor granted me a marriage?

As long as Jiang Yuzhu loses her reputation again and again, she will always be rejected by the Queen Mother who loves her in the palace.

After all, the Queen Mother is the most superstitious person.

The reason why I gave Jiang Yuzhu face was because I thought Jiang Yuzhu was lucky.

What if this blessing is gone and we become the broom of the plague?

In Jixiang Tea House, there is a gap in the private room on the second floor.

Zhao Fendie squinted her eyes and looked down. When she saw Xie Zhao chatting with Wei Jing, she was so angry that she twisted her handkerchief and said angrily: "Yuzhu, this bitch Wei Jing is openly seducing your husband. Look at her face, she is smiling. How debauched!”