Springtime Farming: A Happy Wife At Home Chapter 135 - 135 An Image

Chapter 135 - 135 An Image

135 An Image
Yuezheng Xiao got even more curious. What was going on with County Magistrate Qiao’s family? Manager Qin was not aware of Second Miss’s real identity. This Second Miss did not seem to care about being married to a farmer’s family, and even offered to look for Chinese fleeceflower roots!
Could she be the County Magistrate’s real daughter? Or was she raised in the countryside?
Could she really do it?
Qiao Xuan and Shao Yunduan let out a sigh of relief, leaving directly.
“Darling, this is a great opportunity, let’s go and buy some food to celebrate!”
Qiao Xuan was very happy.
Shao Yunduan did not want to discourage her, so he nodded. “Yes, let’s just try our best.”
If the deal was accomplished, it would be a huge favor they would have done for the powerful people. If not, they would have to accept it frankly. They could not be afraid of being defeated, otherwise they would be very sad, if they failed. They needed to stay calm.
Qiao Xuan bought pork belly, ribs, two fat ducks, a roast chicken, some snacks, and head flowers for Taotao and Shao Qing.
When she was done shopping, she started to head home with Shao Yunduan.
At Mingren Tang, Xie Jingrong still asked Manager Qin to entrust several more hunters and experienced veterans in the mountains for help, before leaving with Yuezheng Xiao.
Yuezheng Xiao could not help but laugh. “Officer Qiao’s family is quite interesting. Look at that Second Miss, she is more than ordinary.”
Then he laughed as well. “Honestly, I have never met any concubine’s daughter like her!”
Xie Jingrong frowned slightly as he turned to him. “The Qiao Family isn’t a family with integrity, let’s just drop it. But the Second Miss seems quite different.”
Not that he really cared how she was.
He was definitely going to return her favor, if she was able to find Chinese fleeceflower root over 500 years old. That was all he could do, since he was not interested in the Qiao Family.
Qiao Xuan and Shao Yunduan traveled home leisurely on his bullock cart.
The cart moved very slowly.
While they were on the cart, they could notice what was going on around them.
When they found a tall, young man lying in a coma in the grass on the roadside, they could not help but stop, exchanging a look between themselves.
“Hang here, let me go and have a look…” Shao Yunduan said.
“Let me go with you!”
“Okay.”
The couple wanted to save people.
Otherwise they would feel really uncomfortable afterwards, and would never be able to get over the lump.
Qiao Xuan went down the cart and wondered what happened to the man.
Shao Yunduan came to the man’s side, felt his nose and sighed in relief. “He is still breathing, he should be fine. Come, help me pick him up.”
“Okay!”
The couple spared no effort to help this tall man up. He was leaning against Shao Yunduan.
Suddenly, Qiao Xuan felt stiffened, and started to turn dizzy.
In front of her eyes, like a revolving lantern, a fragmented but clear picture appeared.
In the desert and yellow sand, the flags and banners were floating in the wind, the generals looked majestic and there were thousands of troops behind them.
The general returned triumphantly, and when he entered the city, the crowd was surging, and the people and officials shouted loudly.
In the Golden Throne Hall, the old emperor laughed heartily. He conferred the title and rewarded the general.
….
There were about ten pictures, each of which was not connected, but the general in each picture was the same person, and the appearance of that person closely resembled the man in front of them. Actually, they were the same person.