A time-travelling peasant girl becomes a wealthy woman

Chapter 135 Feelings

"I must always reflect on myself."

Yang Lijun's words were meant to warn him as the wife of the Duke of Zhenguo.

The two sides chatted for a while, and then Yang Lijun took Huang Mulin and others away. Her identity was not suitable for her to have too much contact with Zhao Zhifeng.

He was afraid of being seen by someone with ulterior motives and gossiping to the emperor.

trouble.

Zhao Zhifeng knew her concerns and did not try to persuade her to stay, so the two sides soon parted ways.

After seeing them off, Zhao Zhifeng and You Lan also left quickly.

You Lan returned home and immediately went to see his grandfather You Yaokun.

"Why do you look like that?"

You Yaokun put down the poetry book in his hand and asked him.

"Grandpa, I saw that lady. She is indeed the wife of the Duke of Zhenguo."

"Oh?"

You Yaokun was also delighted: "When? Where?"

You Lan told You Yaokun in detail what happened when he and Zhao Zhifeng met Yang Lijun and others.

"The adopted daughter of the wife of the Duke of Zhenguo?"

You Yaokun stroked his beard and asked, "What kind of child?"

"About five or six years old, very pretty, well-taught, not at all stage-frightened."

"Where are the relatives of that child?"

"I couldn't see anything useful." You Lan recalled: "They were polite and well-spoken. They had four sons, and their daughter was the youngest."

"Forget it." You Yaokun waved his hand and said, "It's good that we were able to greet each other directly this time and leave an impression. We'll talk about any future developments later."

"Keep in touch with Lao Wang."

"Yes."

Here, Yang Lijun and others returned to the house and went back to their rooms.

"Mother, is that prefect Zhao a good person?"

Ever since Yang Lijun mentioned last time that the Gan family’s issue had been resolved, they had never discussed the people from Tianjing Mansion again. This time when she met Zhao Zhifeng, she was a little curious.

"He is the nephew of Grand Tutor Zhao. He is upright and righteous. There will be no problem."

"Master Zhao..."

The last time he parted with Zhao Wenbo, Huang Mulin was deeply impressed by the admiration in Zhao Wenbo's eyes for Huang Xilin.

"Mother, what do you think Master Zhao's impression of my third brother is?"

"It must be excellent."

Yang Lijun guessed, "It's possible that he wants to take your third brother as his disciple."

"Really?"

"Guess."

Huang Mulin pursed his lips.

"Grandmaster Zhao is famous for his knowledge, but not many people can be accepted as his disciples. If your third brother can catch his eye and be formally accepted as his disciple, it will be good for his future career."

"But Master Zhao is in the capital~"

"Then let your third brother work hard and take part in the palace examination so that he can go to the capital."

"Okay, I'll urge the third brother."

Even if Huang Mulin had not urged Huang Xilin, he had thought about becoming Zhao Wenbo's apprentice.

The experiences over the past six months have made him fully realize the convenience of having connections. To put it more deeply, if it weren't for Yang Lijun's protection, how could the Huang family, given their poverty at the time, have been able to make a living so safely?

How could he possibly study and take imperial examinations?

After all, there is no escape from external assistance.

He hopes that he can work hard to obtain the external force that belongs to him.

The Huang family's children are slowly moving towards the life of their own choice.

After falling asleep deep into the night, Huang Mulin entered the space.

"Destiny, let's chat~"

Recently, Huang Mulin has rarely communicated with Mingding in order to pursue his career. He has been studying more in the space, day and night.

“I can answer questions, but I can’t chat.”

Here it is again.

Huang Mulin rolled his eyes ungracefully and fell on the sofa.

After a while, she began to talk to herself: "I suddenly feel a little tired."

“For the better part of half a year, it’s been very hectic.”

“Think about what you can do, what you can do, learn, plan, implement, teach, confront others, play tricks, introspect…”

"I just want my family to be prosperous."

......

Fate does not reply.

Huang Mulin has also gotten used to it.

She doesn't hate this kind of life working hard for her family. It can be said that she enjoys it. She is very happy when everything she envisions and implements receives good feedback.

She knew that her family was happy and satisfied with such days.

But after meeting Zhao Zhifeng today, she didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always had a feeling of being restrained. Whenever she wanted to do something, it seemed as if there were invisible ropes wrapped around her, not allowing her to act recklessly.

Of course, she never lived casually in her previous life.

But she has been reborn, has a cheating tool, and has knowledge that is different from what she has now, but she still has never felt absolute freedom.

"How can there be absolute freedom..."

It has to be said that Huang Mulin's temperament is more like He Huiniang. Sometimes he would unconsciously let his thoughts run wild and get himself into trouble.

Where is there absolute freedom at any time?

Huang Mulin was a little obsessed at the moment.

"Pretentious."

A faint cold scold broke Huang Mulin's contemplation.

A bit... fierce and aggressive.

It's not destiny!

"who!?"

Huang Mulin jumped up from the sofa instantly and looked around the room in surprise.

But nothing.

"Fate?"

"Don't tell me you're playing a voice-changing game?"

After waiting for a long time and not hearing the voice again, Huang Mulin hesitated and questioned Mingding.

"not me."

"But you're really hypocritical."

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