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After a while, a beautiful lotus walked in. The beauty was wearing a hibiscus tassel skirt and a pink tube top skirt. A thin powder on her cheeks made her look even more rosy and beautiful. Under her delicate and long willow-leaf eyebrows, she had a pair of beautiful clear eyes. , full of affection, like the waves of autumn water.
The person who came was none other than Du Yuejiao. She saw Du Yuejiao unceremoniously falling into the young man's arms. She held a wine cup in her hand and poured a glass of Shuirong. She immediately handed it to the young man's lips and looked at the young man with flowing eyes. , said in a charming tone: "I haven't been here for a while, I thought I forgot about my family."
Don't ask too much about the men's affairs, so Du Yuejiao didn't care what they discussed before. She only entered the house after they all left. She didn't even ask much about the money she asked for earlier.
Shui Rong chuckled when he heard the words. He was used to seeing little birds clinging to people, but when he met a bold and fiery one, his eyes lit up.
Come to think of it, this is the so-called visual fatigue.
After taking a sip from the wine bottle that was put to his lips, Shui Rong stretched out his hand to pinch the beauty's round face and said softly: "I'm busy with work and don't have much time. I'll come over to see you when I don't have time."
Not to mention the affairs of the Governor's Mansion, there are a lot of beauties in the palace, and the people in Shuirong Mansion are too busy to take care of the ones raised outside. If this is not because of the lack of money, I am afraid that in recent times, Neither will come.
But as a man, excuses are always available.
Du Yuejiao groaned, knowing in her heart that the young man's words were just perfunctory, but as Shui Rong's identity, even if they were perfunctory, they also represented an attitude.
Pursing her pink lips, Du Yue raised her charming face, looked at the young man with her beautiful eyes, and said softly: "Then this slave cannot let me get away easily."
She had finally waited for the young man to come, but she couldn't sit still and wait for death.
Shui Rong raised the corners of his mouth slightly when he heard this, and said with a smile: "Then it depends on your ability."
Du Yuejiao covered her mouth and smiled, with curved eyebrows and a hint of teasing at the corner of her lips. She said with a sweet smile: "The dancers in the neon clothes are beautiful, and the small waist is enchanting. The slave family will be happy when they see it. Otherwise, the slave family will let her come to the master." Give me a song."
Shui Rong raised his eyebrows when he heard this, "Nishang?" Isn't this one of the four golden flowers?
Lowering his eyes to look at the beauty in his arms, Shui Rong was thoughtful. Could it be that he didn't come to the club very often recently, so Du Yuejiao wanted to win over other people to please him?
In the palace, Yuan Chun generously accepted a concubine for him, and Du Yuejiao from outside recommended him. It must be said that the life of a woman in the back house is also very complicated.
Reaching out and patting the beauty's round face, Shui Rong said, "No need, just come and dance for me."
As he spoke, Shui Rong raised the corners of his mouth and whispered softly.
When Du Yuejiao heard this, her jade cheeks turned slightly red, her beautiful eyes under Willow Ye's slender eyebrows were as moist as water, and there was a little joy in her heart. She tied up the young man's hands with the handkerchief in her hand, and said softly : "That's the case, but please don't blame me. The slave family is going to commit the following crime."
At this moment, Du Yuejiao's heart trembled, her jade cheeks were as red as clouds, and her beautiful eyes looked at the young man anxiously, for fear that the young man would dislike her for being dissolute.
In recent times, Du Yuejiao has devoted herself to studying in order to please the young man.
Shui Rong raised his brows when he heard this. Why did you tie his hands so well? What else did he say about the following crimes? Could it be...
Unexpectedly, Du Yujiao likes to play this tune. The woman from the land of romance is a bit bold, but it is interesting.
Involuntarily, Shui Rong looked at the beauty with burning eyes, full of expectations for what the beauty would do next, and responded: "I allow you to commit the crime below."
Du Yuejiao felt relieved when she heard this. The sisters were right. Men always like to try new things. The more promiscuous you are, the happier they will be.
Thinking of this, Du Yuejiao smiled lightly, with a fox-like cunning in her eyes. After getting up from the boy's arms, she pinched the corner of the embroidered handkerchief in her hand and pulled the boy into the inner room, as if a bailiff was leading a prisoner, and the boy was destined to suffer torture.
Chapter 269 Sister Feng: Still want money?
On the north side of the second hanging flower gate of Rongguo Mansion, there is a small dark courtyard.
In the front hall of Baoxia, bead curtains are hanging, smoke is curling up, and the fragrance is astonishing.
Sister Feng is lying on the beauty couch, with a pair of autumn-colored brocade crotch covering her body. You can vaguely see her graceful figure lying down, with clouds on her temples, her pink rose-scented tube top is half-covered, and her lips are red. The pink lips are slightly raised, and the narrow phoenix eyes are closed, looking very charming.
I don’t know how long it took, but the beauty on the beauty couch woke up slightly. She exuded a lazy atmosphere, and her outstretched lotus-rooted arms were white and flawless, showing her slender and charming body. She looked slender and charming.
The discerning Ping'er walked in with tea, handed the tea cup over, and said warmly: "Grandma, take a sip of tea to wake up."
Sister Feng took the tea cup and took a sip. She regained her energy a little. She seemed to have remembered something. She lightly opened her red lips and said in a casual tone: "By the way, the second master is still in the study?"
It's strange to say that recently, Jia Lian has been staying in the study. He has neither hooked up with anyone else's wife nor found any pleasant young man to make trouble. His whole person seems to be cultivating his moral character, which is surprising. I felt the sun coming from the west.
Ping'er's eyes turned slightly when he heard this, and he whispered: "Second Master followed Uncle Xue out."
Upon hearing this, Sister Feng's eyes showed a slightly sharp look, which made people feel intimidated. Her beautiful jade face showed a sneer, and she sneered: "Oh, I thought it was a sexual transformation. It's true that dogs can't change their eating shit."
How could Sister Feng not know who Uncle Xue was? He was always good at sex. With these two people with similar interests walking together, they didn't need to think too much about where they went.
Originally, I was worried that something was wrong with Jia Lian, but now I don't need to think too much, it's a familiar smell.
Ping'er was silent when she heard this. She didn't know that it was Shuirong who invited Jia Lian and his party to get together, but walking with Uncle Xue made her have the same idea as Sister Feng.
Fortunately, Jia Lian had always been like this, so Ping'er was calm and there was no ripple in his heart.
It's just that Jia Lian lives alone in the study recently and is extremely neglectful of Sister Feng. Sister Feng is too stubborn to save face and refuses to bow her head. The couple hate each other, which makes Ping'er worried.
She wanted to persuade her to make peace, but Ping'er also knew Sister Feng's temperament, so it was useless to persuade her. More importantly, she found that the second master was different from before and seemed quite abnormal.
Sister Feng put the tea cup on the table, took off the embroidered handkerchief hanging from her lapel and wiped the corners of her lips. She raised her eyebrows and said lightly: "Let me go to the study and watch. When the second master comes back, Just notify me.”
Ping'er was heartbroken when she heard this. There was a hint of sadness in the bright eyes under Liuye's slender eyebrows. She had always understood Sister Feng and understood that Sister Feng was not only concerned about Jia Lian, but also wanted to use Jia Lian's going out to pick flowers as an excuse.
Pursing her pink lips, Ping'er still warned in a low voice: "Grandma, you and the Second Master have been having troubles to this day, and it's really not appropriate for you to continue to stalemate. In my opinion, it's better for you to lower your head in front of the Second Master. I won’t care about my temper anymore.”
If a couple quarrels at the head of the bed and ends at the end of the bed, the relationship will only become colder and colder.
Sister Feng's eyebrows stood up when she heard this, and she said angrily: "He insists on making trouble with me, why should I surrender? He can make trouble if he wants to, and I'm afraid that he won't. At worst, we will break up and the Jia family will be lost." s face."
She had always remembered the incident of slashing her with the sword last time. After suffering such a big loss, she was originally ready to let go after Jia Lian apologized. However, Jia Lian didn't know what he was doing. He even apologized and stayed in the study. How could it not make people angry if he left her out in the cold?
It was obviously Jia Lian's fault, but now she was asked to keep herself humble and admit her mistake, so that she could be ashamed of herself.
Ping'er understood clearly when he heard this. If he really wanted to talk about it, it was his grandma who had been wronged. It was understandable that grandma should be sulky, but the world was difficult, and it was even more harsh on women.
It can only be said that the situation is such that no one can help but bow their heads. If the quarrel continues, even Jia Mu will not be happy, and then my grandma will become even more passive.
Just when Ping'er was thinking about persuading Sister Feng, the mother-in-law outside the house preached: "The second master is here."
When Sister Feng heard this, her standing eyebrows relaxed a bit, and there was a bit of pride between her brows. A sarcastic arc appeared on the corners of her lips, and she said, "I still know how to come back."
Obviously, Sister Feng thought Jia Lian was here to subdue him.
Ping'er frowned slightly when he saw this, feeling that things were not that simple, so he said: "Grandma, the second master is here, you can't be stubborn anymore and say a few soft words to coax him."
People are here, but Ping'er is afraid that Sister Feng's anger will cause bad things, so she gives a warning.
Sister Feng made a sound when she heard this, glanced at Ping'er, and sneered: "Hey, Xiaolang Hoozi, before I became an aunt, you set up a music score and taught me a lesson. How come you are trying to subjugate me?"
Ping'er: "."
After a while, Jia Lian came forward. As soon as he stepped into the door of the house, he saw Sister Feng leaning on the beauty's couch like an old lady. With a hint of joking in her eyes, she chuckled: "Hey, today I'm so beautiful. What kind of wind blew, brought our second master Lian here."
Ping'er raised his eyebrows, glanced at Sister Feng, and felt quite helpless. This is what he brought upon himself!
When Jia Lian heard this, he couldn't help but feel disgust in his heart, and he was about to walk away immediately. He just wanted to talk about something serious, so he had to endure this breath, turned around, walked in, and sat on a brocade pier.
Sister Feng saw Jia Lian about to leave, her heart tightened involuntarily, and she wanted to shout out, but when she saw Jia Lian turning around again, she kept silent, looking unconcerned, her pair of narrow red phoenix eyes narrowed involuntarily, The upward curve of the lips seems to be able to hang a soy sauce bottle.
Hey, I still can’t hold you.
Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Ping'er stepped forward and poured a cup of tea for Jia Lian and handed it to him. He ignored Jia Lian's outing and said with a smile, "Second Master, drink some tea to moisten your skin."
Jia Lian took the tea cup and his eyes fell on Ping'er. He had a handsome appearance, was charming and charming, and what was more rare was that he was considerate and considerate. He was really a wonderful person.
To be honest, he had coveted Ping'er for a long time. If Sister Feng hadn't interfered, the pretty person in front of him would have become his.
"Hey", I remember Sister Feng once mentioned giving Ping'er to the prince. If the prince likes it, it's not impossible. After all, the prince treats him with kindness that cannot be repaid. A maid is not worth anything.
But when he really wanted to send him away, he felt reluctant to part with him. After all, his body just had a problem, and it wasn't that he couldn't get better. When he was healthy, he could take Ping'er back.
It's just that he plans to cut off the relationship with Sister Feng. If he wants Ping'er, he may be caught by Sister Feng again, so he has to think more about this matter.
Sister Feng saw Jia Lian's eyes falling on Ping'er. She didn't know that Jia Lian had the idea of giving Ping'er away. She thought it was an old habit again and she thought of Ping'er, so she sneered in her heart.
If it were in the past, Sister Feng would definitely have some sarcastic remarks, but she also understood that the quarrel between the two couples was a bit tense, and the people below could not control their mouths. If the quarrel continued, it would be detrimental to herself.
Ping'er on the left and right are all companions, and they will be given to Jia Lian sooner or later. Now that he has surrendered and come to find her, he simply goes down the slope and lets Ping'er become the mediator between the couple.
Thinking of this, Sister Feng fell silent, waiting for Jia Lian to open her mouth and take the initiative.
Jia Lian took a sip of tea, and immediately his eyes fell on Sister Feng. Without going around in circles, he directly informed Sister Feng about the construction of the imperial mausoleum.
Sister Feng originally thought that Jia Lian would tell the story about Ping'er, but she never thought that they were talking about making a living. When she heard that it was the big business of the imperial mausoleum, Sister Feng sat up in shock, her cheeks turned red, and she couldn't care less about the people in front of her. Trembling, he looked at Jia Lian with burning eyes and said, "Really or not, you didn't coax me?"
After all, they were a couple. Jia Lian knew that Sister Feng was a man who had an eye for money, so he was not surprised that she was so excited. He nodded and said: "This matter was said by the prince himself. The Feng family, the Xue family, and the Zhenguo Gongfu all have it." If you participate, you will naturally not cheat.”
When Sister Feng heard this, her eyes were bright. Since it was what the prince said, and several dignitaries were involved, she couldn't do it falsely. Thinking about the big business of the imperial mausoleum, her heart couldn't help but jump. stop.
It's no wonder that Sister Feng is so excited. As the housekeeper of the Rongguo Palace, she understands that the Duke's Palace at this time is an empty shell that is strong on the outside but weak on the inside.
The source of the government's economy is the farms, shops and some salaries of the gentlemen.
It is just for the food and clothing of more than a thousand people in the house, which is far from enough. We can only mortgage some valuable but unused old things in the house, or find a safe person and sell them directly. to fill this famine.
What's more, Sister Feng has to do some loan business and help others to avoid lawsuits. These are all things that cannot be brought to the table. If something goes wrong, then she will not be able to live with it. She still had to complain.
If one cannot make ends meet, one should increase revenue and reduce expenditure. However, the aristocratic family always pays attention to dignity. If the expenses are reduced, it will be spread that the mansion is in decline, and the Jia family will be embarrassed, and she, the manager, is particularly to blame.
Sister Feng worked hard for the power of being a housekeeper, but in pain she could only break her teeth and swallow blood.
Especially in the past year, because the eldest sister in the palace married into the Prince's Palace in Beijing and took over a large share of the property, the main source of income has gone to several farms, making the economy increasingly unsustainable.
I don't know what to do in this year right now, and I'm thinking of ruthlessly "persuading" Yuanyang to mortgage more of the old lady's good things to maintain her dignity.
Earlier, when Jia Lian proposed to go to Liaodong to transport goods, she had been planning to persuade the prince to bring some "banned goods" to make a profit. Now that a big deal has come out, how can Feng Jieer not be excited, as this is related to her power as the housekeeper.
Feng Jieer's eyes turned slightly, and she thought about it for a moment, then asked, "How about the profit sharing?"
Since several companies are colluding, the distribution of profits is crucial.
Jia Lian groaned after hearing this and said, "This matter has not been decided yet. I think it depends on how much money each family will provide."
After all, it was the Duke of Rong who was responsible for the project, and Jia Lian still had some abilities. The relationship between the imperial mausoleum project was handled by the Prince of Beijing, and the bulk of it was taken by the prince. The rest depended on the amount of money each of them contributed.
Hearing this, Sister Feng frowned and said in a slightly dissatisfied tone: "We still need to pay money, why don't we let the prince support me first?"
Obviously, Sister Feng thought that the matter of the imperial mausoleum was the same as the freight business. It was a business without capital, and she was quite resentful of Shui Rong's practice of giving up the money.
Do you think Dou Mien and Shengmi En are empty words?
When Jia Lian heard this, he sneered in his heart. If it was really a business without capital, he would come to look for Sister Feng. He wants to eat shit. If he comes to look for you, he will ask you to pay for it.
After groaning, Jia Lian said calmly: "Your Majesty has already taken care of us regarding the imperial mausoleum, how can we take advantage of it in vain?"
As for this, Jia Lian said no more. He believed that Sister Feng would make the right judgment.
When Sister Feng heard this, she started to worry about it. She already had money in the palace, so it would not be a problem to misappropriate some of it. However, building the imperial mausoleum was a big project and the funds would flow back slowly, so she was afraid that something would happen.
It's just that it's a big project after all. If you survive the most difficult period, the weather will be fine.
After thinking again and again, Sister Feng asked: "How much money will be paid?"