As soon as Su Yue walked out of the inn, she heard several cart drivers squatting in a corner discussing, and the Lin family asked for credit.

So soon, does this mean that Lin Zongbing will return to the northwest soon.

The capital city is really a good place. One advantage is that it is well-informed. You don't need to deliberately inquire about it. You just need to go out and walk to the streets and lanes to hear a lot of useful news.

Su Yue stopped, the emperor was worried that Lieutenant General Liang's request for merit was so smooth.

A person like Lin Zongbing is not in the northwest for a day, it is like missing the sea needle, not only the emperor, but also the people in the northwest are looking forward to his return as soon as possible.

So fine.

Seeing someone coming out, the coachman swarmed away and came to solicit business.

"Miss, where are you going?"

"Take my car, my car is clean."

Seeing the girl looking over, the driver hurriedly wiped it again with the handkerchief on his shoulders.

Hearing this, Su Yue looked at the coachman in front of him. His skin was dark, because he pulled the cart in the sun all the year round, and he looked honest.

It comes from the heart, these are the experiences of seeing people.

She didn't see enough people in this life.

Su Yue took Hongjiao into this clean-looking carriage and reported the address to someone.

The coachman drove the carriage on the street at a leisurely pace.

Maybe he was worried that people would be bored, and the atmosphere would be bad if he had to walk such a long distance, so the driver took the initiative to strike up a conversation.

"Miss, are you going to Huang's house?"

Su Yue was terrified when she heard that, she was already very careful, she was a boudoir woman in the capital, so she had to be good at hearing and seeing.

The Huang family?

But it's not surprising when you think about it, the coachman ran around, and in every corner of the capital, the people in the Wucheng Bingmasi were not as familiar as the coachman.

Su Yue smiled clearly in the car, "Little brother, how long will it take?"

She was very smart, she didn't answer yes or no, but her tone was relaxed.

"We'll be there soon." The coachman also replied briskly and cheerfully, and pointed out to her with his whip, "The area over there belongs to the Huang family, there are shops and houses, and the Huang family is very rich."

What was the land price in the past, what is the low price now, everyone said that the Huang family was guided by some god or Buddha.

The coachman's face was full of envy and jealousy, and of course there was hatred.

The Huang family's ancestral grave is smoking.

Is the Huang family so rich?

But now thinking back to Mr. Huang's style, he would bring a group of people with him wherever he went, with a big show, and a big shot, and he would give a tip for a drink of herbal tea.

This is exactly the behavior of rich children.

While Su Yue was thinking, the driver's voice came from outside the car, saying that he had arrived.

"Reward him with some money." Su Yue whispered to Hong Jiao.

Hongjiao paid the fare and gave the man some silver coins. The driver happily thanked him repeatedly and walked away.

……

Mr. Huang was sitting on a rocking chair in the backyard basking in the sun, his legs dangling.

Su Qing wrote, saying that his sister had come to the capital and asked him to take care of her.

Su Qing's younger sister.

Young Master Huang raised his hand and stroked his face.

He remembered that the girl who opened a herbal tea shop outside the city in the south, suffered a lot. Thinking of the herbal tea he drank to heal his face, his stomach was overwhelmed at this moment, and his stomach turned sour.

Mr. Huang covered his mouth and retched.

The two maidservants standing next to me were terrified, and one hurried over to ask, "Young Master, what did you eat?"

One helped him up and gently patted his back.

Mr. Huang waved his hand to the maidservant, indicating that he is fine and don't panic.

Mr. Huang lay back on the rocking chair again, covering his face with a veil, but his expression was no longer relaxed.

How long has passed, I can't even think about it, it can be seen how much crime I suffered at the beginning.

Sin.

He was not acclimatized in the south, and he would get sores on his face when he went there.

Su Qing's sister is here, does it mean that I will see that girl soon, as long as I don't drink herbal tea, everything is fine.

"My lord." A servant called from outside the door, "A lady named Su came to the house..."

When people are proud of themselves, they really come up with whatever they want.

Mr. Huang suddenly tore off the veil covering his face, and interrupted the servant, "Please."

To others, this girl is insignificant and not worth mentioning, but to Mr. Huang, this girl is his God of Wealth.

To welcome God of Wealth.

Mr. Huang is no longer rocking in the rocking chair, he has had plastic surgery.

Su Yue has already walked over under the guidance of the servants.

The maidservants came in with fruit trays and snacks, and Tingting curled up.

"Your life is going well." Su Yue looked at him.

"Thanks to you, and with your good words, I bought some shops and houses in advance." Huang Gongzi didn't get up, and laughed on the rocking chair, "Others are lying down waiting to die, but I am lying down waiting for money. I sit on the chair every day. Lie down on the bed, do nothing, and the money will continue to flow."

After saying this, all the maidservants around her covered their mouths and laughed.

"Second Miss Su, sit down quickly." A maid smiled and invited people to sit down.

The maidservants around Mr. Huang were very enthusiastic. They not only greeted Mr. Huang, but also surrounded many of the guests, inviting them to eat with melons and fruit snacks.

Mr. Huang has fallen into the land of tenderness.

Su Yue just sat down on the chair when someone threw a pear in her arms.

"I heard about it on the way here." She smiled at him, "It feels good to sit and wait to die."

After speaking, he took a bite of the pear, and the sweet pear water splashed.

Mr. Huang sat upright on the rocking chair, "I'm not feeling well."

Su Yue nodded, "That's right, one day you will sit and eat until you die."

Mr. Huang rubbed his chin. He was also thinking about it. What this girl said was very effective. He has always regarded it as holy words.

Last time she said to move the capital, she really moved the capital and made him a lot of money. This time she said that she would sit back and eat.

"Why did you come to the capital?" What he wanted to ask was this.

"It's a little personal." Su Yue said frankly to him.

private matter.

Mr. Huang touched his chin again, it is not good to ask again.

"How long do you plan to stay?" Mr. Huang asked in another word.

Su Yue ate the pears bit by bit, "It's hard to say now, I also know that living in the capital is not easy, I want to gain a firm foothold in the capital."

She didn't talk about standing down, she said standing firm.

In this way, it will not go away in a short time.

Mr. Huang heaved a sigh of relief, and looked at her seriously. After a year, the girl's eyebrows and eyes were opened, and her eyes became clearer and brighter. The blue dress embroidered with white magnolia flowers made her skin look like snow and green silk. Brighter and more beautiful than before.

I haven't seen her for a year. He has somewhat forgotten what she looked like before. He only remembers her bitter tea.

"Second Miss Su." Mr. Huang said suddenly, "You should open a shop selling herbal tea in the capital."

Su Yue also laughed, "No one in the capital drinks herbal tea."

The climate in the capital city is different from that in Lingnan. The dampness and heat in Lingnan tends to build up virtual fire in the body. Selling herbal tea in the capital city is really not a good idea.

"Just take it as my slip of the tongue." Mr. Huang smiled while leaning on the rocking chair.

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