The next day, Xiusun got up early in the morning, and in order to clean up the old fritter-like shopkeepers, with excellent memory and mental arithmetic ability, he successfully suppressed them.

Joke, Xiusun and the imperial grandmother have learned the arithmetic since she was a child, but they are all military ration allocation, which has many more restrictions than the flow of accounts that come and go, and it is more difficult to calculate, uh, it is actually the imperial grandmother who teaches the prince, and she audits.

Expanding her business may be a layman among laymen, but if she just counts, she may not be as fast as her in decades of old accounts.

Xiusun used his strengths to suppress the weaknesses of the other party and suppressed the shopkeepers.

After sending away the group of shopkeepers, Xiusun stretched her waist and planned to go back to make up for her sleep.

The sleepiness reminded her of the back of that annoying guy walking to the street last night, and he didn't hesitate to go in the direction of the Qinhuai River.

Hum.

A sullen breath was held in his chest, and Xiusun was so angry that she puffed out her cheeks.

This disciple, apprentice, apprentice, how could his Xu family have such an unfilial son, and he actually lingered in the Qinglou in the middle of the night.

At this time, someone came to report that someone came to the front store, saying that it was a relative of the Ruan family and wanted to spend the night.

"Huh?" Xiusun pricked up her ears and raised her head, isn't this what she taught Xu Jingxing last night?

Before she could ask in detail, the person had already raised her feet and walked outside, and before the messenger could follow, she had already stepped out of the courtyard gate.

After going to the verandah, turning two corners, he came to the flower hall behind the store, and Xiusun unconsciously quickened his pace.

I pushed the door and stepped into the flower hall.

She had been concentrating on walking, not looking around carefully, and when she raised her head to look at people, she suddenly realized how frustrated she was in such a performance.

It's a man, yes, well, at least it seems.

However, this person is obviously not Xu Jingxing.

How could it be Xu Jingxing? The guy might still be drinking the flower wine with his arms around the girl, or opening his mouth to pick up the grapes that the scantily clad girls peeled with their lips.

Oh my mother, this picture is too strong, and Xiusun closed her eyes in shame.

And this person in front of him has a white face and no beard, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and a beautiful demeanor.

Dressed as a scholar wearing an indigo Hangzhou silk jacket, this is a chic and dignified old man, and he is Xiusun's beloved Grandpa Xiao in his previous life.

Xiusun held her breath and looked at Xiao Jing with wide eyes.

She intuitively sensed danger.

In this life, she has never had any contact with this Xiao Gonggong, except for that time in the second old lady's study, it was the suspicious back not long ago, and there was nothing else.

However, there are always so many impossible things happening in life.

The kind old man, who was sixty years old, but looked only in his forties, still looked at her with a smile, familiar and strange.

"Little girl, do you remember me?" The open-minded voice can't hear much shrill and thin, not like an ordinary eunuch.

Xiusun knew that this was practiced when he was young, and many eunuchs in the palace would pretend to speak in a rough voice, and in their hearts, although their bodies were crippled, they still wanted to save something, such as the sound of speaking.

Among these eunuchs who practiced hard, Gonggong Xiao was elected as the recognized leader by virtue of his elegant demeanor.

Now, with the increase of age, no matter how fresh the person is, he is somewhat old, and Grandpa Xiao is even more inaudible when he speaks.

Xiusun knew that there might be a greasy relationship between him and the second old lady, and it was not easy to leave someone behind, so she had to let the little maid serve tea and stepped forward to salute, "Hello old man." ”

Then he stood there, silently lowering his eyes slightly, not asking him what he was doing or why he knew she was here.

Gonggong Xiao didn't seem to be in a hurry, he sat in his seat and picked up the bowl brought by the maid, the tea lid was slightly raised, and a strong tea fragrance came to his face, it was Tieguanyin.

Xiusun couldn't help but go to see Xiao Jing, this is Xiao Jing's favorite tea, Xiusun knows, but she didn't expect that the little girl in the store would give such a precious tea to an old man she didn't know, isn't she afraid of the master's chopping hands?

Xiusun glanced at the little maid without a trace, and the figure of the little maid had disappeared by the door.

Xiusun turned her eyes back to glance at Xiao Jing, but saw that Xiao Jing had already taken a sip of tea comfortably, sighed comfortably, and squinted at Xiusun.

Xiusun was secretly strange in her heart, but she didn't want to take the initiative to speak, so as not to fall behind.

had to put on an innocent and ignorant expression to respond to all changes.

But the old man was not fooled, drank a cup of tea comfortably, threw a brocade box down and left, and asked Xiusun to hand over the brocade box to the second old lady.

Hmph, sure enough, she was tired of having a cat with the second old lady, and she found out, Xiusun thought hatefully.

Motioned to the little magpie to take the brocade box back to her room, and went back to sleep by herself.

When Xiusun woke up, it was already the afternoon of the same day, and Xiusun sat on the bed, looking out the window at the shadows of the branches reflected on the quilt, recalling what had happened in the past two days.

In the past and present life, Xu Jingxing has always been a distant mountain-like existence, looking very verdant and majestic, but always very far away.

Maybe the imperial grandmother in the previous life saw through her thoughts, so she repeatedly told her that Ke Xuan was good, and the imperial grandmother never thought of marrying her to Xu Jingxing.

She never complained about the imperial grandmother, but now that she thinks about it, is she really not complaining, or should she not complain?

It is a person who can see that the imperial grandmother always intentionally or unintentionally removed the Xu family from the center of the whirlpool, no matter how big or small things she encountered, she always discussed with her uncle, and the old Wei Guogong did not even enter the palace for several years during the days when he was closed.

So what kind of existence does the Ke family have for the imperial grandmother, so what about her?

She has always felt that she is a little white-eyed wolf, the imperial grandmother is so good to her, but she will never become the person she cares about the most, when she likes Xu Jingxing, the imperial grandmother did not fulfill her, she subconsciously buried this little bit of thought in her heart, as if it had never happened, over time, it was forgotten.

In her previous life, Xu Jingxing and her were talented and beautiful, but they couldn't become a couple, but now, although Xu Jingxing is only a cousin in name, he can be her father no matter how old he is.

Alas.

Xiusun sighed, and caught a glimpse of the brocade box that Xiao Gong gave her on the bus, and couldn't help but lose her mind.

Maybe it was too sad for her to think about it.

She got out of bed, stepped on the bluestone ground barefoot, and held the brocade box in both hands to look left and right, no matter how she looked at it, it was an ordinary object.

She put the brocade box back on the table, hesitated for a moment, ordered the little magpie and Ah Hong to close the door tightly, guard it herself, and returned to the bed to carefully open the box.

The royal blue brocade is just an ordinary color, not much precious, and the wood inside is a little rough and not too elaborate.

The lid of the box was lifted little by little, gradually revealing the red velvet base inside the brocade box, the more and more it was revealed, and finally there was a whole piece, but there was nothing on the whole red velvet bottom, and the box was empty.

Xiusun was surprised, why is that?

But instead of immediately shaking the brocade box to check the mezzanine, she carefully turned her gaze with a little caution to check the details around the box, and finally, in the hinges connecting the box body to the lid, she found a thin hair.

This royal blue background, the box painted with intricate patterns, at first glance, it is difficult to distinguish that there is a hair.

Is this to prevent someone from peeking? She felt a pang in her heart, but why was there nothing in the box?

She muttered for a moment, then closed the lid and laid it as it was.

He shouted and told the little magpie to come in and wash and change her clothes, and also told Ah Hong to come forward and call the shopkeeper over.

The place where Xiusun lives is a furniture shop, and the shopkeeper is the person who arranges their accommodation.

The shopkeeper came quickly, he looked like he was in his forties, mature and steady, and he still maintained his original shrewd and capable style, neither humble nor arrogant, but he could show respect for the young lady in his gestures.

Xiusun cleaned up from head to toe, sitting in the hall and watching him all the way, secretly sneering in her heart, when she first met, why didn't she find that this guy had more than one heart in his stomach?

She was angry in her heart, she was too lazy to be polite with him, and went straight to the point, "Today, a Mr. Xiao sent a brocade box, let me hand it over to my second old lady, Huo shopkeeper said, what should I do?" (To be continued.) )