She was like a gust of wind passing through the fields, taking away his loneliness for half his life, but only wanted a bag of copper coins.
Xiaofeng is a solid girl.
She doesn't know how to say nice things, she only knows how to go to the ground before dawn and leave the sweetest sweet potatoes to the blind grandma next door;
She was illiterate, but she could use the moonlight to copy the broken copybooks she picked up, stroke by stroke - even though she couldn't understand what was written at all.
Everyone in the village laughed at her: "This girl is as stupid as a piece of wood, she looks smart in vain."
Until that day when it rained heavily and she dug out a bloody nobleman by the river.
The gorgeous clothes were soaked in mud and water so that they could not see their true colors, but the jade pendant around his waist was so bright that it was dazzling.
Xiaofeng took a lot of effort to drag the person back to the hut.
He used ancestral home remedies to reduce fever and used his only unpatched mattress to cover him.
When the noble man woke up, his eyes were so cold that he could scrape off frost:
"What reward do you want?"
Xiaofeng clasped her muddy fingers and calculated carefully:
"Thirty cents for the medicine, twenty cents for the mattress... Just give me fifty cents."
The heir apparent of Prince Jinghai's palace, who later became the most powerful one, found in the most secret drawer of his study.
There is always a tattered money bag with a coarse cloth seam locked up.
When someone asked, he rubbed the fifty old copper coins in his bag.
Smiling lightly: "I will fall for this price in my entire life."
Intention: Honest people will wait until the day that belongs to them