Mother Jiang looked surprised and suspicious. Why didn’t she know what Duan Yi said?

But in this back house, you either control me or I control you. The same young lady from the Grand Tutor's Mansion includes both those who live a proud life and those who are low and those who are low and small.

Watch the dishes and watch the dishes and see the dishes! Let’s see what dish the other party is doing!

In the past, the third lady was a persimmon. She looked hard, but when she put it on, she would be soft.

But when I came back this time, the soft persimmon turned into a peppery place, choking!

Mother Jiang's eyes rolled and her mind was already thinking about it.

Today, she went to the Gu family, but she understood everything. Duan Yi saved Gu Mingrui's life. The Gu family would never ignore her anymore. But before, she was with Duan Yi...

As her mother thought, her face changed again, she raised her eyes with some complexity and looked at Duan Yi secretly.

But she saw her holding the dagger that was as sharp as iron, and was concentrating on cutting her nails. The carriage on the road was bumpy, and she was frightened. If anything was wrong, Duan Sanzi's tender fingers, which were as tender as green onion, would be cut off!

This is a cruel person!

Duan Yi didn't speak quietly in the carriage, and Mama Jiang didn't know how to speak.

When the carriage stopped, she seemed to have come alive, jumped out of the carriage first, put up a curtain, brought a stool in front of the carriage, and stretched out her hand towards Duan Yi, "This black paint is black, the third lady is careful and let the old slave support you."

Duan Yi put the little dagger back on her waist, blew the dust on her nails, and took the hand of Jiang's mother, and got out of the car slowly.

The Duan family's old house occupies half of the alley in a small alley southwest of Jincheng.

The north is wide and wide, while the south is dangerous and mountainous. This alley is on a slope, and it extends upwards to a high mountain, as if saying: the momentum rises from the flat ground and steps straight into the sky. This is called Qingyun Lane.

Sitting in front of the door, the door saw the carriage coming and greeted him with lanterns. From a distance, I smelled a smell of alcohol.

Duan Yi frowned, "A century of reputation?"

Jiang's face seemed to have a dye shop opened. She glared at the drunken doorman fiercely and said coldly, "Please go back, a bucket of cold water will wake up. If there is another time, I will ask someone to come and sell it."

The concierge was shocked and woke up immediately, "Mama Jiang, please spare me!"

His voice became a little louder. Jiang's mother secretly looked at Duan Yi, and when she saw her frowning, she immediately said, "I shouted loudly and shouted, "Don't disturb the third girl. Go to the kitchen and give me instructions to stew a cup of ginseng for the third girl."

"If you want rock sugar, don't have white sugar, the third lady doesn't like to eat sweets."

The concierge was stunned, touched the back of his head, looked at the sky, this... the sun came out from the west?

Duan Yi did not say anything, and followed Jiang's mother back to her small yard.

Her house was in the deepest part of Duan Mansion, and in front and behind the house, green bamboo was planted. Some hibiscus was planted in a corner of the wall, but now it is not the season for flowering, but it is green everywhere.

"The third lady is tired, so I won't bother the third lady, but tomorrow morning..."

Mother Jiang bent and stood at the gate of the yard. She didn't come in. She stopped talking as soon as she was talking, and then said, "It's fifteen tomorrow."

Duan Yi nodded, "Tomorrow, prepare a carriage to go to the cemetery, and you will go with me. In addition, if you release the wind, you will say that I want to find a master. A martial master and a literary master."

She said, looking at Jiang's mother with bright eyes, "In the future, this mansion will still be your world. I will follow the 15th day of the lunar month and will never miss the matter. I will not mention a word about going to the capital."

Mother Jiang breathed a sigh of relief and smiled flatteringly. Her expression was too rich in a short period of time, which made the thick powder on her face mottled.

When I smiled, I was as ferocious as a female ghost.

"The old slave must have done what the third lady ordered."

She said, rubbing the sweat beads on her forehead with a veil, twisting her big butt and walking out quickly.

As soon as she left, Zhilu hurriedly ran to the door of the yard, stretched his neck and looked at it. Seeing that she had no trouble, he turned his head in surprise.

"Girl, girl...you ask who is the father, why did Mother Jiang really treat you as a father?"

Zhilu was surprised at first, and then his face collapsed, "We saved Mr. Mingrui and had the Gu family as a backer. This old woman bullied the girl so much before, why didn't the girl just replace her?"

Duan Yi looked at the courtyard in front of her. It was very quiet and there was no light in the room.

Obviously, as the daughter of the Prime Minister's House, she only has a maid like Zhilu, which is really shabby.

Zhilu noticed her gaze and hurriedly ran in with a lantern to light the lamp, "Is there any girl who wants to learn martial arts? Although she learned a half-stage move with Master Mingrui before, it was all about strengthening her body and it was not considered a kung fu."

"The girl is a lady from a noble family and is born in the legitimate family. In the future, she will definitely marry into the Duke and Hou family of the capital to be the wife of the family. I am afraid that the young men in the capital don't like the big and thick girls..."

Duan Yi crossed the courtyard, looked up at the mountain behind her, shook her head, and then entered the room.

"If it is a peaceful and prosperous era, then I will be fine if I lie down every day and make salted fish. But the world will be in chaos."

Zhilu was carrying a wick and wanted to be brighter in the room. When he suddenly heard Duan Yi's words, he was shocked. The lamp oil rubbed against her hand, which scared her to exclaim.

Her voice trembled a little, "Girl...Miss...What are you talking about? Our Jiannan is good. Yesterday you were gone and didn't see anyone else on the river. The lady in Yihong Building also sang Fuguichun."

Duan Yi shook her head.

The princes were divided, and some people took Gu Xuzhao's sacrifice flag. Either the Tian family was worried that they would shock the master and wanted to regain the imperial power; or the princes had the ambitions and wanted to occupy more land and accumulate grain so they became king!

When I saw Gu Congrong today, he was definitely not a reckless man. Now that he was a white-haired man who sent a black-haired man, he would never give up. Obviously, because of Gu Xuzhao's affairs, Gu Congrong had changed his previous decision. He hurriedly left and asked someone to recover an order.

She saw it all, the army in Jiannan was dominated by Gu; the funeral army in the wine shop, Cui Zi even went to the funeral to the funeral and everyone was mourning...

Although he has not been named a king, he is already a king.

In the chaotic world, the weak woman who was powerless was simply the word "tragic" written on her face!

Whether it is dealing with those killers who have the ability to work, or dealing with the old nanny who is stolen in the mansion, Duan Yi understands a hard truth: relying on mountains and mountains and rivers, it is better to rely on yourself than to rely on anything!

If she had the skill to dominate Guanxi with one punch, one by one, and one by one, one by one, one by one, and one by one... She had never thought about dominating the world, but if she survived in troubled times, she felt that she could still fight.

She was able to take Gu Mingrui back to Jiannan Road with her, which shows that she is not low in talent.

Duan Yi thought, and replied, "Is your hands burning? Use some medicine. Don't worry, I let out the wind. If my grandfather wants to teach me, he will teach me. If he doesn't want to, it's okay to find another famous teacher."

"By the way, how much money do I have available?"

Zhilu was distracted and immediately forgot about the previous chaos in the world.

She blew her fingers, "A little injury, it was all healed when I heard the girl speak. There was no short girl's money in the capital. During the holidays, it was more than the little ladies in the capital."

"In addition to this green bamboo courtyard, the girl has a thatched hut in the ancestral tomb."
Chapter completed!