An Lingrong's Rebirth: I will not offend others unless they offend me

Chapter 475 Peisheng, I am Jinxi

Seeing the honest young man Zhuzi still drinking the wild vegetable soup in big gulps, the uncle on crutches couldn't help but urge him anxiously.

"Zhu Zi, hurry up! The guests are waiting at the village entrance."

"That lady wanted to hire a car, and she generously paid a full half tael of silver. This time, we'll follow the old rules. Ten percent of the fare will be yours."

When Zhuzi heard this, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

"Uncle Pozi, are you serious?"

After receiving a definite answer, he gulped down half a bowl of wild vegetable soup, then picked up the small basket of black-faced steamed bread on the table and hurried out.

As he walked, he shouted towards the main room.

"Little brother, I have a job to make money today. I'll take you into the mountains to hunt some other day."

"I understand."

The dark-faced young man who was sorting out bows and arrows in the main room responded and quickly ran through the kitchen and up the path to the back mountain.

He stood on a large protruding rock and watched Zhu Zi greeting the people waiting at the village entrance, while he pricked up his ears to listen carefully to the movements over there.

When three crisp cracking sounds of whips cut through the air, the young man released the three cooing pigeons in the cage without hesitation.

The sudden sound of the whip startled Cui Jinxi. She looked around vigilantly, then asked with pretended curiosity.

"Young man, what do you mean by cracking the whip before leaving?"

Zhuzi explained in a silly voice without even turning his head.

"My lady, please do not worry. I swing my whip in the air to avoid misfortune and bring good luck."

"But I've ridden in the ox cart of the elderly man from your Gouzi Village before, and I never saw him do this."

Cui Jinxi stared at the burly man driving the carriage in front of her, not wanting to miss any of his reactions.

Zhuzi was silent for a few breaths before speaking in a muffled voice.

"The uncle who drives the cart used to have a name, but after his cart overturned, everyone started calling him 'The Cripple.'"

"Don't worry, my lady. Zhuzi has received praise from 'Uncle Lame' for his driving skills. He will definitely get you into the city safely."

As Zhuzi spoke, he rummaged through the small basket and handed a black-faced steamed bun to Cui Jinxi.

"My dear, I see you're in a hurry to get out. How about some steamed bread to fill your stomach first?"

Cui Jinxi thanked him and reached out to take the still warm steamed bread.

She saw Zhuzi bite off half of the steamed bread in one bite, then she broke off a small piece of steamed bread whose ingredients were unknown and put it into her mouth.

However, Cui Jinxi felt a sting in her mouth after taking a few bites.

So he coughed lightly, covered his mouth with a handkerchief, and then casually stuffed the handkerchief into his bag.

This guy ate the inferior food with gusto, he was definitely not a spy planted by someone else.

Cui Jinxi secretly laughed at herself for being too cautious.

The master asked to leave the palace many years ago and has long been forgotten. How could anyone still miss her?

As soon as the carriage approached Chaoyang Gate, Cui Jinxi handed the silver to Zhuzi.

"Ma'am, do you need me to take you somewhere?"

"Young man, you still need to pay an entrance fee to enter the city. You should go back earlier and don't have to wait for me."

Cui Jinxi declined considerately.

Zhuzi didn't insist any longer and turned the ox around and stopped at an open space nearby. He wanted to take a few guests with him on his return trip.

After entering Chaoyang Gate, Cui Jinxi couldn't help but look back.

Then, like most people, she walked forward with her head down. After walking for about half a quarter of an hour, she found a carriage soliciting passengers on the roadside.

"Old man, please take me to the inn closest to Gongjian Hutong."

"okay!"

The old man cracked the whip and the carriage started to move slowly.

Cui Jinxi originally wanted to go directly to Su Peisheng's house to ask for a meeting, but the long journey on the ox cart made her look a little disheveled, and her carefully applied makeup had long been smudged.

She wanted to freshen up first and then meet people in the best condition.

Anyway, Su Peisheng has to work in the palace and will not come back so early.

At this moment, Su Peisheng, who was talking to Li Yu on the other side, suddenly sneezed loudly. Xiao Xia Zi, who was holding a cup of tea, hurriedly said.

"Master, you are wearing thin clothes. Please drink some tea to warm yourself up."

Su Peisheng was very satisfied with Xiao Xiazi's perceptiveness, so he took it and took a sip.

But he secretly thought: It must be one of his sworn enemies cursing him behind his back! If he caught him, he would definitely give that sinister villain a lesson.

Xiao Xiazi took in the slightly changing expression on Su Peisheng's face, and then, like a magic trick, she took out a plate of sugar cakes.

"Master, I saw the kitchen making some snacks, so I shamelessly asked the maidservant serving Concubine Yu for a plate. Please try it while it's hot."

Li Yu also advised.

"Steward Su, the sugar cakes in the Prince's Mansion were made by a chef specially invited from out of town by the concubine. Please try them. If you think they are still edible, I will have someone make more and pack some for you to take back."

"Since this is the chef specially hired by Concubine Fu, I will shamelessly try it."

Su Peisheng agreed politely.

He knew clearly in his heart that Prince Yong'an was not doing anything ridiculous. Judging from the emperor's attitude, he would not add another concubine to the palace in the future just to bring harm to others.

The blessing of Concubine Yu is yet to come.

Su Peisheng wanted to make friends with every descendant of his master who was still around, and of course the most important one was the Sixth Prince.

Xiao Dongzi brought news that the emperor would spend half an hour every day in the Yangxin Palace to personally teach the Sixth Prince his lessons.

Su Peisheng felt that if nothing unexpected happened, this Sixth Prince would be the one chosen by the master and would definitely have a bright future.

He was smart and started to show his favor to Yongshou Palace early on, so that he could enjoy his old age in peace.

A bite of sugar cake, a sip of tea!

The more Su Peisheng thought about it, the happier he became, and he became much kinder to the two people around him.

He looked at Xiao Xiazi, who was serving beside him, and gave orders as if to bestow favors.

"Xia Zi, go pack your bags in advance and come back with me to serve you tonight."

"Thank you for your support, Master. Xiao Xiazi will definitely serve you comfortably."

Xiao Xiazi bowed to Su Peisheng with gratitude, and kept saying compliments.

This made Li Yu sigh: The palace is really good at training people, each one of them is so good at speaking.

In fact, he could also learn to flatter quickly, but he had already promised the concubine to serve Prince Yonghu, so he had no chance to enter the palace in this life.

The funeral of Prince Yong'an was coordinated by the Ministry of Clan Affairs and the Ministry of Works. After investigating the cause of his accident, Su Peisheng stayed in the mansion as a supervisor.

At the beginning of the morning hour, after looking around the front hall, he led Xiao Xiazi out.

"Master, you have worked hard all day. Do you need me to call a carriage to take you back home?"

Su Peisheng looked at Xiao Xiazi, who was wholeheartedly thinking about him, several times and gave him advice in a low voice.

"Xia Zi, our master advocates frugality, and as a servant we must follow his example. Our family's residence is not far from here, let's walk back."

"My apprentice is stupid, thank you for your guidance, Master."

Xiao Xiazi bowed respectfully and led the way in front to prevent anyone from bumping into Su Peisheng.

It gets dark late in the summer, and the sharp-eyed little Xia Zi saw Cui Jinxi standing in front of the door waiting from a distance.

His eyes rolled and he approached Su Peisheng with a smile.

"Master, I see a lady waiting at the door. Is this the mistress you found for me?"

"Don't talk nonsense, kid..."

Su Peisheng looked in the direction Xiao Xiazi pointed, and after recognizing that it was Cui Jinxi, whom he had been thinking about, he immediately grabbed his collar and backed away.

"Why is she here? Come on, let's go in through the back door."

Cui Jinxi seemed to sense something and looked towards the entrance of the alley.

But when she looked over, there was no one there.

Su Peisheng was guessing in his mind what Cui Jinxi's purpose was, and didn't immediately notice the person jogging towards him.

By the time he noticed the mud the other party was throwing at him, it was too late.

A sack was thrown over his head, and then fists rained down on his body.

"You...do you know who I am?"

"How dare you attack me, you are so brave!"

It would have been better if Su Peisheng didn't say anything, because as soon as he spoke, he was attacked even more fiercely.

Xiao Xiazi, who was also wrapped in a sack, covered her head tightly and pleaded in fear.

"My master is old, don't hit him. If you want to vent your anger, come and hit me!"

There was a "bang" sound, and Su Peisheng, who was stunned, never heard Xiao Xiazi's voice again.

"Xiao Xiazi, you can..." Su Peisheng was interrupted before he could finish his words, "Old man, you can't even take care of yourself, how can you care about others!"

"Brothers, hit me hard!"

"Yes, brother, how can a eunuch like him get..."

Another voice sounded angrily, but was stopped before it could finish its words, "Shut up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Peisheng was hit even harder.

It was unknown how long it had been, but Su Peisheng felt that he was about to meet the late emperor, and the punches and kicks on his body gradually dissipated.

When he heard the footsteps fade away, he endured the pain and squirmed, trying to get rid of the sack on his head.

Su Peisheng narrowed his eyes into slits before he saw the light, and the sack on his head was taken away.

When the familiar fresh and elegant fragrance hit him, Su Peisheng quickly snatched the sack back and put it on his head again.

Cui Jinxi was stunned, thinking that Su Peisheng was afraid that she would see him embarrassed, so she spoke softly.

"Peisheng, I'm Jinxi."