The corners of Zhou Fu's mouth barely pulled into a smile, turned his face sideways to wipe a handful of sweat secretly, and said, "I've seen it." Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info "In my heart, there are mixed tastes, the guard commander of the Seven Kings Mansion was personally arranged by the emperor, and now the god has changed people unconsciously, and it must be Feng Jue who has asked the emperor for his consent."

Thinking of this, Zhou Fu couldn't help but panic more and more.

Xiu Neng stretched out his arm, and the white pigeon in his hand fluttered its wings and approached Zhou Fu, so frightened that he almost fell backwards, but Xiu Neng smiled and said to Zhou Fu very friendly: "I haven't been in the mansion for a long time, and I have to rely on Steward Zhou to take care of you, I saw a pigeon near the palace last night, so I beat it down by the way, and it is a small gift to Steward Zhou." Xiu Neng smiled innocently, stuffed the pigeon into Zhou Fu's arms, and then turned to leave.

Zhou Fu exhaled a few times, and even forgot what he was going to do when he came out, ran to his room in three steps and two steps, slammed the door, and quickly lifted the pigeon in his arms to check left and right......

Exhaled, it's okay, the letter is still there. Maybe it's really just a coincidence, if that cultivator gives the letter to Feng Jue, the matter will be over.

It seems that this method of transmission is still too dangerous.

Zhou Fu paced around the room, and before he knew it, half a day passed, during which the repairer of the account room came to him once, saying that he should see how the things were prepared, and when he knocked on the door, Zhou Fu was startled, thinking that it was the cultivation of Fang Cai again.

With Xiu Qi went to the small vault together, and the gold nuggets were neatly placed in the wooden boxes, "This is 20,000 taels, Steward Zhou will count it?"

The golden light lit up Zhou Fu's eyes as soon as possible, Zhou Fu waved his hand, "No need, the things will be purchased according to the bill, and you must give His Highness a 'surprise'!" Zhou Fu accentuated the pronunciation of the word "surprise", lifted his robe, and stepped out of the door.

Next, it's up to the Fourth Highness to see what the Four Highnesses are doing.

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Seven days later, the Seven Kings' Mansion is lit up with lights, a banquet is held, the sound of silk and bamboo wind music is endless, the posture of the beautiful dancers is pleasing to the eye, and all the furniture is brand new......

Zhou Fu stretched his waist and looked around, wait, this is different from what he explained!

What about the new furniture? What about the big banquet that is good? Buy a few more lanterns and invite a few more troupes?

Look at the scene of the Seven Kings' Mansion in front of him, and the lanterns hung during the Spring Festival are still hanging outside the door, and the lanterns that were wet with snow are a little faded, and they look particularly pitiful under the bleak plane tree, Zhou Fu told Xiu Qi to "put on a big feast", and there was really only a big table in the center of the courtyard, and Zhou Fu was so angry that he almost fainted.

"Accounts, Accounts!" Zhou Fuqi shouted, running all the way to the account room, and Xiu Qi, who was still holding the account book in his arms, hurried over, "Steward Zhou, what's wrong?"

"What, what, what's it?" Zhou Fu paused word by word, and slapped Xiu Qi's head with a "snap", "You still asked me what's wrong, 20,000 taels let you go to the birthday banquet, and you will do it like this?"

What kind of rags did you choose, there was still ash on it, was he afraid that others wouldn't know how poor Feng Jue was?

Xiu Qi sniffed, looked very aggrieved, and whispered: "The palace can't open 20,000 taels at all, Steward Zhou." ”

"How is it possible?" the gold bars in the box yesterday ......" Zhou Fu was shocked, and decided that Xiu Qi didn't want to pay the silver, "This money is personally stamped by His Royal Highness, you must do what I say!"

"Gold bars...... It's fake, and it's filled with lead. Xiu Qi approached Zhou Fu and whispered: "To tell you the truth, Steward Zhou, the Seven Princes' Mansion is now poor and almost can't open the pot, you forgot, a few days ago you came to the account room to open 500,000 taels of silver, Your Highness wants to donate it to the exam, I roughly calculated, the silver that can be turned around is only 10,000 taels, and the gold bar yesterday ...... I took it out to fill the scene in order not to lose His Highness's face. ”

"Phew!" Zhou Fu took a sip, "You!" A finger pointed at Xiu Qi's nose, wanting to scold him but didn't know how to scold him, "Why didn't you say it earlier!"

"I'm also doing this for the good of His Highness, you see, that prince's birthday is as shabby as our Highness. Xiuqi continued to smile and persuade with kind words.

Zhou Fu took a deep breath, patted his head and calmed down, "Ten thousand taels is fine, use the remaining ten thousand taels to prepare." "It doesn't matter if he is 10,000 taels or 20,000 taels, as long as the luxury that can be done makes the prince angry.

Xiu Qi shook his head again and again, frowned, and said: "Oh, Steward Zhou, you can't tear down the east wall and make up the west wall, next year Your Highness will marry Miss Yun, you have to leave a wife for Your Highness." ”

"You...... I!" Zhou Fuqi turned around in place, he had to inform His Royal Highness as soon as possible, turned around and ran quickly to the door, and with a shout stopped Zhou Fu who was running, the spear was pointed directly at Zhou Fu's throat, and the cultivator who lowered his head turned sideways, and the red tassels flew like pear blossoms, sweeping up the snow on the ground, and a little snowflake fluttered and fell on Zhou Fu's shoulder.

"What a coincidence, Steward Zhou. Xiu Neng put the spear on the ground, and with a "bang", Zhou Fu felt that the ground under his feet was shaking, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva secretly, "Steward Zhou is in a hurry, where are you going?" ”

"Uh......" Zhou Fu smiled awkwardly, "There are some things that are not in place, I have to go out and see for myself." ”

"Oh-" Xiu Neng looked clear, and continued to wipe his spear, a little cold light, just like his eagle eyes staring at Zhou Fu, "There must be a lot of that thing, do you want me to help?"

"No, no, no!" Zhou Fu waved his hand again and again, his head shaking like a rattle, "No need." ”

"What's going on?" While the two were talking, Feng Jue pushed open the door and looked at Zhou Fu, who was in a hurry, and asked casually as if he didn't know anything. Zhou Fu saw that Feng Jue had woken up, and he had the confidence to rush over, pointing to the rags hanging in the middle of the courtyard, and then pointing to the big table in the courtyard that had fallen paint, and said: "Your Highness, you see, the slave maid instructed the account room to prepare according to the list listed, but he prepared like this. ”

Feng Jue's eyes widened, and he pretended to be very angry and said, "There is such a thing!"

"The slave maid thinks that the account room must be severely punished!" Zhou Fu looked indignant, and Feng Jue also scolded: "Xiu Neng, look at the good things that your younger brother has done, it is really a shame to make this king's birthday banquet like this! Go, bring him to me!"

After a while, Xiu Qi, who was holding the notebook, couldn't help but smile and was "mentioned" by Xiu Neng, a baby face laughed, and the dimples on his cheeks became deeper and deeper, Feng Jue secretly glared at him and let him endure it. He said angrily: "What did you do!"

"Back to Your Highness, there is no money. Xiu Qi coughed lightly, trying to make his voice sound normal instead of holding back a smile, "There are still 10,000 taels of silver in the mansion, and my subordinates feel that this 10,000 taels of silver should be used to prepare the dowry." ”