Six-Year-Old Baojiao Is Busy in Building a Kingdom

Chapter 297: meeting the master with change

Dan Jiaojiao was stunned when she heard the word "National Teacher".

He said Teacher?

The man who looked like a housekeeper tore the seal on the shop door. Seeing that everyone was still gathered here to witness the fun, he frowned and said, "This shop has its owner, and will not be sold in the future. You don't have to gather here."

After hearing this, everyone whispered and dispersed.

Wang Zhuangzhi also brought a carriage, and said to the children: "Quick get on the train, Father will take you guys forward to take a look."

"Let's go, Qiusheng brought Xiao Li Erya first." Liu Zhihua carried Jiaojiao as he spoke, and walked towards the carriage with the children.

Qiusheng first helped his younger siblings into the carriage, then stood to the side to help his mother who was carrying her younger sister until the whole family got into the carriage.

At this moment,

A simple and large carriage slowly drove at the opposite intersection.

Walk straight and stop at the door of the shop.

The man driving the carriage was wearing a dark-colored suit with a serious face. He got out of the carriage first, then raised his hand and respectfully opened the curtain.

"Sir."

Someone stepped out of the carriage, and,

The man was slender in stature, wearing a black robe, his face was white like jade, his eyebrows were black like swords, the eyes of a clear phoenix, and he looked extremely noble.

Jiaojiao, who was sitting in the carriage, opened the curtains to look out, and saw this scene.

He stood up excitedly, it was Master!

He opened the curtain a little more, and looked at the figure with his mouth clenched.

After Rong Yan got off the carriage, he walked straight to the shop, and everyone only saw a figure from his back.

"Darling, what do you see?"

As Liu Zhihua asked, he raised his hand to straighten Jiaojiao's hair near her ear.

Jiaojiao could not see the figure of Master, she looked back with a slight disappointment, and Mother shook her head and said, "It's okay."

The carriage drove slowly, and Liu Zhihua asked about the names of the places near Qiusheng, "Qiusheng, what is the name of this road, is it far from your school ..."

Jiaojiao placed his chin in his hand, and glanced at the shop again through the window.

Finally met with Master, but he did not even say a word.

I'll be home tomorrow, and Master will definitely end up here when he gets married, and I don't know when we'll meet again.

Thinking of this, Jiaojiao was still a little sad, even more uncomfortable than the half-year agreement. His first good friend as a human will soon die.

Jiaojiao was a little depressed. After becoming a human, this was the first time he had experienced such a miserable mood, so he only slept in his mother's arms.

Liu Zhihua was talking to Qiusheng, seeing that Guaibao only thought he was asleep, so he carried him and patted him to sleep.

Wang Zhuangzhi searched everywhere, but found nothing, so he found a restaurant and had lunch first.

After the family ate, they went out and saw a skinny old man lying in front of the restaurant, sleeping with his upper body naked.

Wang Zhuangzhi could not bear it, so he put a bunch of copper coins in his hand, and was just about to leave, the old man lazily opened his eyes, glanced at the coins, yawned and woke up.

"I'm not taking your money for free. There was a courtyard in the Luo family in Beicheng for sale. It was registered in the morning. It's not sold yet."

However, there was no time to think about it now, so he hurriedly clenched his fists in gratitude: "Thank you, Old Man."

The old man saw how courteous he was to a beggar, shook his head and closed his eyes.

Jiaojiao also heard what the old man said, looked at him, and then to the top of his head.

It just so happened to be facing the window of the restaurant. The family had just been sitting there eating, and he might have heard them talking.

Wang Zhuangzhi looked excited, asked the people along the way, and drove the carriage to Luo's house in Beicheng.

When they arrived at Luo's house, the courtyard gate was closed, with an official seal on it, and several neighbors were chatting nearby.

Jiaojiao could clearly hear their conversation.

"Master Luo, who was clean and honest, could end up like this. It's sad to be framed by the court."

"I heard that the family offended someone, and their subordinates were exiled together. Poor Madame Naluo ate a vegetarian meal and read Buddhist scriptures. She doesn't wear gold on weekdays. The family was very frugal, and they even went to the temple to donate sesame oil money every month."

"Hey, there was also a little woman who passed through the door earlier. She is pregnant and does not know if she will defend her fetus. He used to make us some jujube cakes. Really lucky..."

After Jiaojiao heard this, he saw that his father was going to get off the carriage, so he said to his father, "Father, where are aunt and uncle, why don't we ask him first, why don't we ask him first, then go to the yard."

Wang Zhuangzhi glanced at him, nodded and said with a smile, "Okay, Dad listen to Jiaojiao."

After he finished speaking, Wang Zhuangzhi stepped forward to ask a question with a friendly expression.

Those people saw him as a stranger and didn't want to talk too much, so Wang Zhuangzhi had no choice but to tell him about his idea of buying a yard, and pointed to the family in the carriage, explaining that their family came from somewhere else and they were not liars, and the eldest son of the family was still studying at Imperial College.

An old woman looked at Wang Zhuangzhi in a different way when she heard about Guozijian, and spoke to him in a low voice.

Seven days ago, Dali Temple seized the homes of two officials, the Kang family and the Luo family. The two families live together in Beicheng. The family of the official cleared the page and registered it for sale yesterday.

Coincidentally, the shop they had seen just now belonged to the Kang family, but had just been awarded as a national teacher by the emperor, and the place they would see right now was an ordinary house belonging to the Luo family.

Mr. Luo could not be damaged, the courtyard was very simple, there were no furniture inside the house, and there were chickens and ducks growing fruits and vegetables in the backyard. The host who came in the morning thought it was too simple and did not pay attention.

Wang Zhuangzhi thought it was very suitable to hear it. They were originally farmers, and were only comfortable living in such a courtyard.

Wang Zhuangzhi had a smile on his face, and he was in no hurry to look at the courtyard, but walked back to the carriage and talked to the women and children about the situation.

Liu Zhihua lifted the curtain after hearing this, glanced at the courtyard, and asked, "Qiu Sheng, how far is this place from your academy?"

Qiu Sheng pursed his lips, shook his head and said, "The distance is two more roads, but not too far."

She knew that her father and mother suddenly wanted to buy a house, probably because she had just wanted to buy a store, so she was still hesitant.

Hearing this, Liu Zhihua looked at his son with a smile on his face and said, "Then Qiusheng can see if the old man bought this page?"

Qiusheng looked at his mother, looked at the courtyard outside, nodded after hesitating for a moment and said: "This place is close to the Imperial College, and the surroundings are quieter than Nancheng's. If you buy it later, you won't worry about selling it."

Moreover, the courtyard in Beicheng was not easy to find. Buying a yard will give the family a place to live in the future. His sisters had to go to school. It would be more convenient if they came to the capital.

After hearing this, Liu Zhihua took the children out of the car, and said to the owner: "Okay, then let's stay here and knock on the door first to ask for the price."

"Oh, great."

Wang Zhuangzhi stepped forward to ask.

Looking at the courtyard, Qiusheng whispered to his mother, "Mother, the shops on the street cost five thousand taels. Small pages for these people shouldn't be that expensive. Moreover, the gate was rather shabby, and the decoration was not beautiful. It's about half the price." Can go down."