Portable Space: The Peasant Princess

Lin Yan was like an eggplant beaten by frost. He lowered his head and said, almost crying, "What do you mean by saying a few words? If it hadn't been for those few words from you, would I be here today?"

He originally thought that he could be a prefect, but at worst, he would just be an idle prefect.

Who would have known that this guy would actually promise for him in front of His Majesty that he would do a good job as an official, love the people, and handle matters properly no matter how big or small.

It's better now. Those people in Fucheng are so bored that they even go to the Yamen for trivial matters like breaking an egg and have him handle it personally. It's simply unsettling.

"Fourth brother, please tell me, where did I offend you? Do you want to harm me like this?"

Before Lu Yuan could speak, Wen Shucheng laughed and said: "Second brother, this is your fault. Fourth brother raised your official by two ranks at once. How are you harming you? He is obviously helping you!" "

Gu Panxia echoed: "That's right, what's the point of being a seventh-grade prostitute?"

"No, who cares about official status? What I care about is the people in the capital!"

Thinking that he had not seen his beloved woman for a long time, Lin Yan had the urge to cry.

"People from the capital?" Gu Panxia chuckled, "Then you should hurry up and take our sister-in-law to Fucheng. I think the atmosphere in Fucheng is much better than that in the capital!"

Lin Yan's eyes lit up, "I think so too!"

As if he thought of something, he said with a stern face: "I hope that the mother and daughter can be at peace during the time when I come to Fucheng."

Speaking of this, Gu Panxia suddenly remembered that Lin Yan seemed to have a younger brother named Lin Rui.

"By the way, how is your brother doing now?"

"It's okay. He is in school now and rarely returns to the Lin Mansion. There should be nothing wrong with him."

Gu Panxia nodded slightly, "That's good!"

At this time, a figure ran over in a panic. Mu Qing and others looked at each other with piercing eyes. They were about to draw their swords, but when they saw that the person coming was Dong Xue, they let go.

Gu Panxia frowned, "Dongxue, if you're not helping in the front hall, why are you here?"

"Miss, no, someone is here to cause trouble!"

"What?" Gu Panxia stood up suddenly and said in a deep voice, "Who dares to come to the Zhou family to cause trouble?"

Lu Yuan also frowned and said, "What on earth is going on?"

Dong Xue held her chest and took a few breaths before saying, "Originally, my second uncle and his wife were about to pay their respects, but a woman appeared out of nowhere and said that she was my second uncle's fiancée."

"Second uncle's fiancée?" Gu Panxia felt a little baffled.

She pulled Dongxue and said as she walked: "Go and take a look first!"

When did the second uncle have a fiancée? Why didn't she know about it at all?

Could it be that someone wants to take the opportunity to cause trouble?

"Let's go and have a look too!"

Jiyue, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke, and Lu Yuan also nodded slightly.

Several people followed Gu Panxia and Dongxue and walked towards the front yard.

When Gu Panxia arrived in the front yard, she found a woman wearing commoners kneeling on the ground crying, and beside her, there was a middle-aged man and woman trying to persuade her.

"Sister-in-law, let's go back. The Zhou family has a big business now, how can they still like you as their fiancée?"

The middle-aged woman almost shouted at the top of her lungs as if she was afraid that others wouldn't hear her.

But the woman shook her head, covered her chest and cried bitterly: "I won't come back, Zhou Lang, didn't you say that you would come and marry me when you were admitted as a scholar? How could you marry someone else?"

After the woman finished speaking, she covered her face and cried bitterly again.