I Was Called a Poor Widow, But I Relied on My Supernatural Powers To Fight Back In Ancient Times

Looking at the hand held by Wu Anren, Bai Yunxi chuckled, "After sitting for a long time, my legs and feet are indeed numb."

“I will accompany Yiren to the garden to enjoy flowers and stretch my muscles in a while…”

After saying that, Wu Anren whispered again, "This Liang Gong in our city is not an ordinary person. She comes from the famous Mu family in Kyoto. She is a serious noble girl who attaches great importance to rules. Master Liang is a foreign official from the capital." , maybe he will be transferred back to Kyoto when his term is up."

Bai Yunxi thought about it. During this period of the Song Dynasty, many states and counties were established. Each state had a prefect, who was responsible for managing government affairs and military affairs, as well as the troops stationed in the state capital.

Even her family’s Xiaowu, in addition to managing local government affairs, is also responsible for the military in two counties.

Wu Anren said politely and turned sideways to invite people in to talk. A group of people gathered around the door, which was really outrageous.

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 Seeing everyone stand up, Liang Gongcai took a step forward and looked at Wu Anren gently.

 “It’s because I’m late and I’ve kept you waiting for a long time.”

Thinking of this, Bai Yunxi couldn't help but sigh in his heart, no wonder Wu An's tone was calm when he mentioned Liang Gong, but it was so intricate.

In the eyes of everyone, they are just country people who just flew onto the branches. Instead of letting them be weird, it is better to tell them directly.

 Involving the army is naturally the most important thing for the court. It is for this reason that whether it is a prefect or a prefecture, the imperial court directly sends Beijing officials to serve in the local areas. After the term is over, they return to Beijing and then replace them with others.

As he was talking, everyone had already reached the entrance of the mansion. Next to the carriage, a group of maids were helping a graceful and luxurious woman get out of the carriage.

Think about it, with a dignified and respectable man of four grades and a lot of maids and wives, the maintenance is naturally the best.

 Wearing a thin blue double-breasted jacket with **** patterns embroidered on the collar and front, and a dark blue skirt embroidered with elegant orchids. The hair is tied into a bun, with a gold hairpin inserted on each side of the bun, and a small and exquisite emerald flower crown embedded in the center of the bun.

Hung on the maid's wrist, she wore a pair of white jade bracelets. Her nails were bright red and her knuckles were white and delicate, not looking like she was in her forties.

From the time she walked in until now, except for saying hello at the beginning, she had not said a word, but it aroused Liang Gongren's idea.

For a while, there was another exchange of greetings, and good words were exchanged one after another as if they were free of charge. On the other hand, Liang Gongren had a decent smile on his face, as if he had long been accustomed to such occasions, and Bai Yunxi admired him. When socializing with women in the back house, every word you say is full of temptations. They are obviously gentle words, but there are hidden secrets in every sentence, which is no easier than the verbal battles between men.

Bai Yunxi looked at her with an indifferent expression, "I wonder who this lady is?"

"I agree with this. In my free time on weekdays, I occasionally go to Zhuangzi for a walk. Every spring is planting and autumn is harvesting, and I am always the busiest." Liang Gongren nodded, with an easy-going tone.

"Bai Yiren doesn't know something. This is Mrs. Qian. She is the matron of our governor's family." Mrs. Deng said, taking out the handkerchief and pressing the corner of her mouth, "Governor Qian should be working under the governor. "

Without waiting for Bai Yunxi to answer, there was a laugch beside it,

“I heard that when farmers go to work in the fields, the men are shirtless and the women are barefoot and stretching their legs. I can’t even imagine this kind of scene... May I ask Bai Yiren, is this true?”

“I heard that Bai Yiren has been in Fucheng for a while and I haven’t seen him yet. But are you not used to the climate in Fucheng?”

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Bai Yunxi stood in the crowd, watching Liang Gongren being supported by the girl and the old woman, and couldn't help but take a few glances.

Following the voice, Bai Yunxi saw the next woman wearing a pea green dress. She was covering her mouth with a handkerchief. Her tone was full of questions, but there was a sense of schadenfreude in her eyes. .

Baiyunxi sat quietly, listening to their soft laughter and greetings to each other, thinking in her heart that she would have to let her two daughters-in-law learn how to socialize in the back house later on, so as to accumulate more experience and not let others fool them.

Facing the curious eyes of everyone, Bai Yunxi smiled slightly.

"Fucheng is not too far from our Qing County, and there is not much difference in climate. The main reason is that when I first came to Fucheng, I had to put a lot of things away. I went back and forth, but I didn't leave the house much. You don't know, but we are in the countryside. It’s easy to forget the date when you’re busy. If Wu Anren hadn’t sent me an invitation, I almost forgot that it’s almost the Mid-Autumn Festival.”

They followed Liang Gongren all the way to the hall. Wu An invited him to sit at the front seat, and he sat at the front seat on the right side to accompany him.

 Even so, local state governments still have Tongpan, which in addition to assisting in government affairs, also has the responsibility of supervising local officials.

　　"Whatever Mr. Gong said, it was all about admiring the flowers, no matter whether it was morning or evening."

As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden silence in the hall, and everyone's eyes fell on Baiyun Xi with different expressions.

Similarly, although Wu Tongpan was of the sixth rank, he still had the responsibility of supervising the magistrate, and could directly write to the court without him. This right alone was enough to make people respect him.

When Liang Gongren stood still, Wu Anren took Baiyunxi a step forward and greeted him enthusiastically.

“Greetings to Mr. Liang Gong and welcome to Mr. Gong.”

Bai Yunxi raised his eyebrows when he heard this. The governor of the prefecture is at the ninth rank, but one step below the seventh rank. His family members have no titles.

Liang Gongren held the girl's hand, straightened his body, raised his chin slightly, looked down at the woman in front of him who was greeting him, and spoke softly,

 “No courtesy at all.”

Hearing Mrs. Deng’s reminder, Mrs. Qian looked startled, then hummed,

“Madam Deng is so funny. What do we women do when we talk about men?”

Wu Anren glanced at the man, his expression slightly restrained. Before she could speak, Mrs. Deng laughed and spoke.

"Mrs. Qian, don't mind. Bai Yiren has just arrived in Fucheng and doesn't know much about us. Please explain it in detail so that people can remember it, right?" Mrs. Deng said, covering her mouth with a handkerchief, and chuckled.

"Mrs. Qian, you are right, right? Farmers live a poor life. They count on the harvest of the few acres of land all year round. They wish they could stay in the fields every day, looking forward to harvesting an extra liter and a half bucket. Every time it is time to transplant rice seedlings, During the season, naturally the whole family goes out, just to plant the seedlings early and harvest more."

"It is said that people have different fates. Mrs. Qian fell into a honey pot when she was born and did not know the sufferings of the people. What farmers care about is how much food they harvest throughout the year, how much taxes they pay, and whether they will be hungry afterwards. As for the rest, no one cares about it. care."

 Speaking of this, Bai Yunxi looked at Mrs. Qian's disdainful eyes and calmed down slightly.

“It can only be said that Mrs. Qian will be reincarnated, so she doesn’t need to roll up her trouser legs to go to the fields. Farmers are born to have a hard life. As long as they can eat well and survive from starvation, they will not care about the others.”