After being widowed, I pampered the rough man general by farming

The closer it is to the Damu Conference, the more lively Mudu will be.

After only one night, there are many more people coming and going in Mudu than yesterday.

Most of them came into Mudu from outside, and very few people went out, and many of them came from other countries like Zhu Jiangjiang.

"It seems that everyone wants to make friends with Xiao Xizhou. It's great to have mines."

Another luxurious carriage passed by, Zhu Jiangjiang couldn't help but tease him.

Although the Damu Festival in Xiaoxi Prefecture is a traditional festival in Xiaoxi Prefecture, it is an opportunity not to be missed for those who want to curry favor with Xiaoxi Prefecture.

So it seems that all countries have sent people.

If so, then there is a problem.

"Sir, will the Dali Dynasty send another person to attend the Damu Conference?" Zhu Jiangjiang asked curiously.

They came to Xiaoxi Prefecture this time because they were invited by Xu You to help with farming and discuss cooperation.

As for Pei Ji, it was entirely because she came that he accompanied her here.

Strictly speaking, the two of them cannot be regarded as the people sent by the Dali court to participate in the Damu Conference. Then, are there other people who also came to participate?

Regarding this question, Pei Ji said he did not know.

He is a military commander, he only cares about the affairs in the barracks, those twists and turns in the court hall have nothing to do with him, and he rarely appears in the court hall.

So he doesn't know.

"Forget it, I'll ask Third Prince Xu to find out later."

Zhu Jiangjiang's eyes were quickly attracted by the small stalls on the street, and she began to start her shopping mode.

"Sanggong, what do you think of this tambourine?"

"Sir, what do you think of this hat?"

"Sanggong, do you think this is suitable for Xiaoyu?"

"..."

Zhu Jiangjiang bought something almost every time she went to a stall. On the first day she came to Xiaoxi Prefecture, she started buying gifts for people in Xiaohuang Village.

While she was picking things excitedly, the two of them also attracted the attention of many people on the street.

The clothes of the two of them were out of tune with Xiao Xizhou. Zhu Jiangjiang was wearing a gauze skirt, which looked extraordinarily light in the heavy fur clothing.

It's not just her clothes that are special, but also her face.

"Where did this girl come from? Why is her face so fair?"

"Yeah, there are many girls from various countries, but she doesn't seem to be affected at all."

The customs and customs of Xiaoxizhou are bold and heroic, even whispering very loudly, Zhu Jiangjiang heard it all.

She smiled back at passers-by, but she was thinking about opening up the Xiaoxizhou skin cream market in her heart.

She wants this big cake from Xiao Xizhou.

"coming."

Pei Ji, who was behind Zhu Jiangjiang and was responsible for helping her with things, suddenly said two words.

"What?" Zhu Jiangjiang turned around.

Following his gaze, he saw a carriage with the characteristics of the Dali Dynasty walking towards the two of them. On the lantern hanging on the top corner of the carriage, there was a big "Shang" written on it.

Zhu Jiangjiang: "Shang? Who is that, Shangshu?"

Pei Ji: "No, it's Mr. Shang Qingshan, a first-rank civil servant, and the censor of Zuodu."

Zhu Jiangjiang: "Do you know him?"

Pei Ji shook his head, "I met him once in court, but I never spoke to him."

The carriages were already approaching, and thick curtains were used in the carriages to keep out the wind and cold, so they couldn't see the people in the carriages, and the people in the carriages couldn't see them either.

After the carriage passed by them, Zhu Jiangjiang said again, "It seems that the emperor sent someone else, so can we lie flat?"

Since the Dali Dynasty sent people here, they can only sit in the auditorium and watch the fun at the Damu Conference.

Zhu Jiangjiang and Pei Ji wandered around very late and came back after eating outside.

When we returned to the post house, the carriages at the entrance of the post house had not yet dispersed, and they were blocked in a row. There were all kinds of carriages, representing the characteristics of each country.

"So many people with different habits live together, won't something happen?" Zhu Jiangjiang muttered.

Fortunately, they went out on foot, otherwise they don't know how long they would have to wait before returning to the post house.

"Cuitao, go ask the shopkeeper for some rice and noodles, and get a basin of hot water."

When Zhu Jiangjiang and Pei Ji returned to their room, they heard a tired female voice coming from the room next to their room.

In the next second, I saw a maid-like person in a gauze skirt, who opened the thick curtain and came out.

The three bumped into each other, and seeing the dress on the maid, Zhu Jiangjiang knew that the person living next door to them was probably someone sent by the Da Li Dynasty.

This post house is indeed an official post house. In order to avoid the different habits of different countries, people from the same country were arranged as much as possible in one place.

The servant girl was surprised when she saw the two of them, but she didn't speak, and ran away in a hurry to ask the shopkeeper for something.

Because I had dinner outside, Zhu Jiangjiang was fiddling with the things she bought today as soon as she came back, while Pei Ji was watching with tea.

Xiaoxizhou's hemp curtain couldn't cover the sound, and after a while, there was a noise from the next door.

"It's useless! If you don't even come back with a bowl of rice, what use is this lady asking you!" A female voice rang out accompanied by the sound of the pottery bowl being smashed.

Then there were a few thumping and kneeling sounds, and the begging sounds of the maids.

Zhu Jiangjiang is not so easy to stand out for others, she is still wrapping the presents on the table, "It seems that the next door is Miss Jiao, the daughter of Lord Shang?"

Pei Ji got up and went to close the door, and the noise became quieter.

"do not know."

He couldn't even recognize all the adults in the court, let alone the family members of their family.

"If my lady is curious about Lijing, how about we go to Lijing after returning from this trip?" Pei Ji suggested.

On this trip, he found that Zhu Jiangjiang seemed to like going out for fun, so he wanted to take her out to have a look.

"Let's forget it. If Lijing is full of such charming ladies, they will only be treated with their nostrils if they go there. Why should I go to that sinner?" Zhu Jiangjiang didn't want to go.

One Pei Xuan is enough to make her head big, and now there is another one next door.

Now that I went to the capital, wouldn't the streets be full of Miss Jiao like this?If this is the case, she is afraid that she will not be able to help hitting people.

"Knock knock knock."

The two were chatting when there was a knock on the door suddenly.

Pei Ji got up and went to open the door, only to see the maid Cuitao who had just met them standing at the door.

Cui Tao's eyes were red, she bowed to the two of them, and asked in a low voice: "Dare to ask, my lord and miss, are you from Dali Dynasty? Do you have white rice in your hands? Our lady really can't eat the food here." , so I have to disturb you two."

The maid's tone was very anxious, as if she was trying her best to explain clearly.

Pei Ji glanced back at Zhu Jiangjiang, intending to ask her opinion.

Zhu Jiangjiang didn't want to talk to him at first, but when he saw the slap print on the maid's face, his heart softened.

They are all migrant workers, she understands that feeling.

Anyway, they had food in their hands, so she gave the maid two catties of rice.