119. 126 Guests from Fengjing
Jun Xiaoxiao finally obediently followed out.
On the way to the front hall, Zhu Xi told her to turn over her sign every once in a while to prove her love for him. Otherwise, it would be much more difficult for him to deal with things without authority at home. Of course, it's best to do it three or four times a week.
Jun Xiaoxiao pinched his fingers and counted, there are five working days in a week, excluding rest days. Turning over his brand three or four times, isn't that chapter Qing not unfinished?
Seeing the difficulties in her heart, Zhuxi came up with an empathetic idea.
"If Madame feels that the schedule is really tight and can't be divided, she can also hire two people to serve and sleep at the same time."
Burst...... Jun Xiaoxiao almost choked to death with saliva. Recruit two...... 3-P-ah...... Think of that fragrant scene......
"Madame, you have a nosebleed......" ......
At the dinner table, Jun Xiaoxiao tried to reduce the sense of saving zĂ i. Talk less and eat more, so as not to be seen by the old 'people' of the past. After a meal, because she didn't speak, the other husbands and husbands didn't dare to speak or anything, lifeless, how depressed they were. finally finished eating, got up and pulled Zhang Qing and walked out.
Zhuxi also walked a few steps quickly and followed. Jun Xiaoxiao thought about it, and there was still something to ask him, so he simply took him with him.
During the day, Zhang Qing, as the new pet of the city lord, was arranged in his own courtyard. Not far from Jun Xiaoxiao. Just around the corner.
Go back to your room, close the door, and start removing your makeup. She really couldn't get used to the lump on her head.
Seeing that Zhuxi was looking at her in the mirror, she gave a white of her eyes.
"Let's talk about it now, what habits Shen Bixin used to have. There are still some people in the family. For example, father, mother, grandmother, grandmother or something. Give away what the husbands can give. Even if it's a fake, you can't be too unseemly, tell me everything you know. â
Zhuxi sat at the table with his hands on his chest, took a sip of tea, and slowly spoke.
"Shen Bixin is the martial champion in 755 in the first year. Good at whipping. I like beauty-color wine. No meat, no joy. Parents died young, no siblings. There is a son under his knees, because he doesn't like the husband, and now he is being raised in another courtyard. â
Jun Xiaoxiao snorted, this Shen Bixin really cares about her, the family is dead, and only one son is not welcomed, and he may not know what his mother looks like.
"The husband in the family is You Chengze. It's the one sitting on your left. The son is also his. You Chengze is the nephew of the current prime minister, and he can't take a break. The two side husbands are Jiang Xuyan and Wei Nan, who are sitting next to Zhang Qing. One is the son of the president of the Dead City Chamber of Commerce, and most of the expenses in the house come from there. The other is the concubine of the Ministry of Rites. It is up to the lady to decide whether to rest or not. The other waiters and young masters are all looking for them by their ladies. Can be repatriated. â
After Zhuxi finished speaking, Jun Xiaoxiao raised his eyebrows. It's all hard stubble. What to do about it? Let's start with the waiters.
"The waiters, if they have a place to go, give some silver and scatter them. If you don't have a place to go, keep it. Or you watch the processing. â
Zhu Xi's jaw should be lowered. He also explained the itinerary of the past few days.
About 10 days later, the high-ranking officials of Fengjing went to the south to deal with the floods and passed by here when they returned to Beijing. Because of her good relationship with Shen Bixin on weekdays, Shen Bixin wants to catch the wind and wash the dust. The place to stay has been decided, as long as she is not absent that day, and she does not talk about the past.
Others, Shen Bixin doesn't deal with business on weekdays, and Zhuxi will notify her in time when she needs to come forward. All that's left is to pay attention to the behavior so that it doesn't get noticed.