Chapter 55: Giving Wine

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Now, I'm afraid he's the only one who thinks Zhao Yu is joking.

The girl sighed leisurely, in fact, she was only now sure of Zhao Yu's attitude, even though his affectionate gaze did not seem to be fake, but he was too smart and ...... took the initiative, which made Xia Jiumei faintly have a sense of resistance that she didn't want to be controlled.

Perhaps, Zhao Yu is wrong this time, and wants to use Old Madam Xia's mouth to tell everyone his purpose and sincerity.

After all, asking to marry the carving girl of the Xia family is equivalent to provoking the entire Xia family, and there is no second person in the world who dares to let go of such words.

Xia Jiumei is even bigger, she is now surrounded by many crises, how can she have any leisure to talk about feelings, not to mention that the other party is still Zhao Yu, who is strategizing......

"Oh yes, Zhao Yu is now listed as the most unpopular person by your father, even if he has me with him, he can't enter the door of the Xia family again, so let me help him ask you out." Lin Ziyu opened his mouth with a grin, and the girls around Xia Jiumei finally couldn't help laughing.

This uncle, who said this kind of thing in front of so many people, is that the young lady wants to go, and she is embarrassed to say that she will go.

Xia Jiumei also rolled her eyes, very speechless at Lin Ziyu, unable to believe that the extremely smart Zhao Yu would send such a person to ask her out.

"Little uncle, didn't you just say that I can't marry if I'm an eagle girl, so why bother to help him build a bridge." The ninth sister smiled and said, Lin Ziyu was stunned: "You mean, he is really serious?" ā€

"Damn! The rabbit still doesn't eat the grass next to the nest, and he dares to hit my niece with his idea, I'll go to him! ā€

Xia Jiumei was completely speechless, and sent the angry Lin Ziyu away, but she still didn't understand the purpose of Zhao Yu sending him here.

Is it just to let Lin Ziyu run errands and play?

Regardless of that, the ninth sister waved her hand irritably, focusing on the deed she had won last night.

Although it was just a land deed, Xifu then sent a thick stack of slave deeds and a bunch of account books, and the second old lady also gave her the four stewards of Fangyuan intimately, and Master Xia was also afraid that she would not be able to figure her out, so he pointed to two account rooms to help her count.

However, they all underestimated the strength of the ninth sister, these ordinary ladies have a headache when they read the accounts, but she watched them with relish, and from time to time pointed out how to calculate them as the most convenient, as if she was born to be a good financial manager.

"Miss, you are so powerful, the slave maid has a big head just listening to those who buy and sell." Mulan scratched her head and boasted.

The girl grinned and didn't answer, but she felt in her heart that she used to be an account house.

Because Fangyuan is the color of the Dou Shou Ceremony, the accounts have already been sorted out, what Xia Jiumei has to do now is just to look at it and familiarize herself with the situation, and the other is that she needs to send someone to Fangyuan to take stock of the garden slaves and inventory.

"Do I have to send someone to go, can't I do it myself?" The girl was in high spirits, and this was her lifesaver.

There are one hundred and twenty-three slave deeds attached to Fangyuan, and there are some slaves who are recorded in the slave contract of their parents, and Fangyuan is at the foot of Jun Mountain, if you ask them about the legend of Xianding, you should be able to get some news.

Anyway, it's better than her timidity in the Xia family full of eyes.

"If the carving girl is willing, of course she can go in person, this is the honor of Fangyuan." The second old lady sent Master Xu responded.

He originally thought that with the identity of the carving girl, he would not care about any private garden, just think that this was a lottery head and recorded in his name, but he didn't expect Xia Wenshu to propose to go by himself.

Seeing that Xia Jiumei nodded, Director Xu hurriedly said, "The little one will go back and arrange it, and send someone to pick you up the day after tomorrow to take you to Fangyuan." ā€

"Okay." The ninth sister responded, it just so happened that she also had to tell Master Xia that it was best to take her brother out, otherwise she would still feel a little hairy when she traveled alone.

happily settled the matter, and the ninth sister ran to see the hibiscus's injury again.

After all, she has a priestly background and gets better quickly, but when Hibiscus hears that she is going out, she still struggles to get up and asks to go along.

"Don't worry, my father has agreed, and let my brother accompany me. Xia Wenye you know, he is the future clan of the Xia family, with him, no one dares to be presumptuous. Xia Jiumei gave Xia Wenye a thumbs up and bragged for Xia Wenye, making a room full of girls giggle.

"What are you talking about, it's so lively." The same crisp and pleasant daughter's voice sounded from outside the door, and the ninth sister turned her head in surprise: "Jun Ci, why are you here." ā€

Jun Ci lifted the corner of his skirt and crossed the threshold, his movements were elegant, and the white-clothed priest behind him was holding a white jade wine jug.

"I got a pot of secret brew from the second old lady and sent it to you to taste," the girl joked, "It's my compensation for Qi Yun's poor care." ā€

"How can you do such a thing for yourself." The ninth sister smiled.

The two sat down at the table, and the white-clothed priest poured a full wine cup for the king, and handed the white jade wine pot to Mu Xiang.

She is a priest, and the current Xia Jiumei is just a carving girl of the Xia family, not a witch of the Witch King's Palace, so she can't afford to be served by a priest.

Jun Ci's eyes flowed, and he didn't ask the white-clothed priest to pour wine for the ninth sister.

Xia Jiumei didn't notice this detail at all, and raised the wine cup to let Mu Xiang pour the wine for her.

There is no doubt that the woody fragrance has him, and the clear and bright wine flows into the wine cup, and the aroma is tangy.

The girl is very familiar with the aroma of this wine: "It turned out to be the wine for the birthday celebration." ā€

"That's right, the drunken old master of the country house has superb cooking skills, and it is said that he can turn decay into magical ......" Jun Ci spoke lightly, but his eyebrows were lightly raised, and he stared at the wooden fragrance of the wine pot and walked to Xia Jiumei's left hand before saying: "But he has a strange temper, I haven't been able to see him." ā€

Mu Xiang was about to put down the wine jug, when suddenly her elbow hurt, and a pot of wine was all spilled on the left arm of the ninth sister, so frightened that she knelt down and cried: "Miss atonement, goddess atonement, slave, slave maid doesn't know what's going on, my elbow suddenly hurts and I don't hold it steady, Miss forgive me!" ā€

"It's okay, it's okay, you can get up quickly." Xia Jiumei jumped up and fluttered her sleeves, and Jun Ci also approached to help her wipe it.

She was wearing fine tulle material, and the wine quickly seeped into it, and before Junci could speak, the ninth sister proudly rolled up her sleeves and wiped the remaining wine on her arm with a handkerchief.

Jun Ci just watched quietly, and the thin white and clean elbow was even a little dazzling in the sunlight.

"What are you looking at?" Xia Jiumei shook her handkerchief in front of her and said over and over again, "Where did you just go?" ā€

Jun Ci returned to his senses and said with a smile: "Gu Ye's cooking skills, I also hope that he can be as good as his name." ā€

"Such as, this is absolutely so!"

"What, you've tasted it?" Jun Ci nodded: "Yes, that Gu Ye is good friends with Zhao Yu, and Zhao Yu treats you very well, I guess I can't lose you, but ......" Jun Ci took the hand of the ninth sister and said affectionately: "I have to remind you that before the witch king makes it clear, you are all witches to be honored by the Xia family, so it is better to keep a distance from him." ā€