Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

Sheng Rouzhen returned to her room, dismissed the servants, and was left alone in a daze.

She looked ugly, and she knew it.

However, in addition to the confidants she has cultivated for many years, there are also ordinary servants in her yard who may pass on messages.

Sheng Rouzhen didn't want anyone to see her expression.

The last time she underestimated her enemy, she fell hard and it still hurts to this day.

"Miss, I received a telegram today." The maid knocked on the door and told her in a low voice, "It's a coded telegram."

Sheng Rouzhen came to her senses.

She turned on the light, saw a telegram on her dressing table, found the code book and began to decipher it.

Her gloomy expression finally improved a little.

"Today is the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, is it almost here?" She threw the telegram away, stood up and clapped her hands.

After the Dragon Boat Festival, Jing Yuanzhao went out again. This time he went to Taicang to visit the military factory there. Next, the governor went to inspect the other two provinces under his jurisdiction. Jing Yuanzhao and many senior officials in the army Escort.

"Maybe I won't be able to come back until June." Jing Yuanzhao felt a little regretful.

Yan Xin: "A man should put his career first."

Jing Yuanzhao smiled: "Zhu Zhu'er is so sensible. I will bring you a gift when I come back."

He stayed another night in the Songxiang Courtyard, playing with the dog and rubbing his hair with Yan Xiner.

He secretly made up his mind: "After completing the work in the past few years and unifying the south and north of the Yangtze River, I will live in seclusion and drink tea and walk the dog with Zhuzhuer all day long."

...A few more children will be born to Cheng Huan.

He didn't tell Yan Xin these words.

After he left, Yan Xin also became busy. She sees several patients every day, all with difficult and complicated diseases, and some people come from far away for medical treatment.

She also makes medicine, and her patent medicines sell very well and are famous far and wide.

After finishing her work in the afternoon, she and Bai Shuang would eat and hang out on the street.

Yan Xin met Zhang Qingya once on the street.

This time, it was not Sheng Rouzhen who accompanied Zhang Qingya, but other girls.

After the "Xifu Birthday Party", Sheng Rouzhen seldom went out. She stayed at home with her wife and helped the directors all day long.

Zhang Qingya saw Yan Xin, glanced coldly, and looked away.

She said to her female companion: "I really don't understand what's going on in this world. Such a filthy bastard can also get into the house and become a guest of the Governor's Mansion."

Her friend said: "She is the young miracle doctor of the Yan family."

"Who wouldn't be able to brag about her reputation? It's a pity that I'm not as coquettish as she is, hooking up with Young Marshal Jing and hooking up with people from the Qing Gang, otherwise I would also be a young genius doctor today." Zhang Qingya said.

He added, "The young genius doctor of the Yan family, today she is Yan Xin, and tomorrow she is Yan Wanwan. After all, whoever has the ability to brag is the one who belongs."

The female companion suddenly stopped talking.

The two of them went to a department store to buy perfume and met a young man.

The young master accidentally bumped into Zhang Qingya. The two looked at each other, and there was a spark in each other's hearts.

Compared to Jing Shuhong, the third young master of the Jing family, this young master had more of Zhang Qingya's temper, and the two chatted happily.

The young master also invited Zhang Qingya and her female companion to dinner.

"...Qingya, you didn't even ask her name, your face turned red." The female companion teased her.

Zhang Qingya sighed: "We meet by chance, what do you ask?"

She is going to marry Jing Shuhong.

Compared with power, a man's beauty is nothing.

After returning home at night, Zhang Qingya felt numb in her heart as she recalled the handsome young man's face and behavior. He is a bit like Jiang Siqiao back then, giving Zhang Qingya a very simple heartbeat.

However, she has lost much interest in Jiang Siqiao recently.

Since Jiang Siqiao started working in a bank, his behavior has become more and more arrogant. His handsome face is a bit frivolous and not as refreshing as before.

And Jiang Siqiao didn't have time to talk to Zhang Qingya. He seemed to have a "girlfriend" outside.

He hid it from his family.

Of course, he had to hide it. He also had a wife and a concubine at home.

The next day, during breakfast, the eldest lady called Zhang Qingya to the main courtyard and told her happily: "Qingya, your father and your three brothers are going back to Yicheng!"

Zhang Qingya was stunned.

She was a little surprised: "What are you doing back here?"

"Your father works in the northern government. This time he was transferred from the Political Department. He returned to Yicheng City Government to work as an errand for the Ministry of Finance. I don't know the specific official position." The eldest lady smiled.

The eldest lady was very happy.

I had heard before that her brother had been promoted. It's just that he is far away in the north. The sky is high and the road is far away. I don't know whether it is true or false.

Unexpectedly, he was transferred back to Yicheng.

Her natal family is going to be prosperous again; her son will come home sooner or later; her damn husband Jiang Zhiheng is dying.

The eldest lady knew very well that good times were coming, and her cheeks glowed slightly red with joy.

Zhang Qingya was also happy, but her joy was limited.

"When I was seven years old, my mother passed away, and you took me to your side within a few months.

Then my father took his brothers to the north. Thirteen years ago, I don’t even remember what they looked like. "Zhang Qingya smiled bitterly.

The eldest lady: "Silly boy, do you care what they look like? Your father is an official in the Ministry of Finance, and you are an official lady!"

Only then did Zhang Qingya's eyes light up.

She asked the eldest wife again: "You won't let my father take me back, will you?"

"Your father has just come back. Everything has to be settled. How can we take care of the family and the affairs of the family and pick you up?" the eldest lady said with a smile.

Zhang Qingya breathed a sigh of relief and leaned against the eldest wife: "Then I'll be relieved."

Then he wondered, "Did the transfer go so smoothly?"

"There must be someone who can help." The eldest lady smiled, "Is it Miss Rouzhen?"

Zhang Qingya came to her senses and was overjoyed: "Maybe it's really her. She said she wanted to improve my status so that she could help me marry Jing Shuhong."

A bundle of joy.

In the afternoon, the eldest wife received another telegram. Zhang Qingya's father and family were arriving soon, and Zhang Qingya's third brother was asked to come back early to buy a house and courtyard.

"...Your third brother has already arrived, but he has not come to my place." The eldest lady frowned.

Zhang Qingya: "You must be busy. Didn't you say you want to buy a house?"

"Right."

Two days later, Zhang Qingya's father, brother, sister-in-law and others all arrived.

They settled down first, and the eldest wife took Zhang Qingya to visit.

The eldest wife and her brother have not seen each other for more than ten years, which is a bit embarrassing; her eldest brother's step-in-law has a lukewarm attitude; the three eldest nephews, who were all familiar when they were young, have changed so much that they are unrecognizable.

However, Zhang Qingya's face turned ugly after seeing her third brother.

The third young master of the Zhang family looked equally astonished when he saw his sister. But he quickly calmed down and talked to her affectionately.

"...Are you Zhang Yi?" The eldest lady pointed to another young man and asked.

The young man also has a pair of willow-leaf eyes, which are curved at the top and flat at the bottom. The eyelids are very tight and slightly thin. Those eyes are particularly proud.

He laughed: "Auntie still remembers me."

"Your red mole is still there, how could you forget it?" the eldest lady said with a smile.

Zhang Yi, the second young master of the Zhang family, has a bright red beauty mark between his eyebrows. When he was a child, he had fair skin and often dressed up as a little Guanyin at temple fairs, giving him some female looks.

Now he is older and has a handsome face. It's just that the red mole is still there, making him look a little more coquettish and a little dignified.