The guests sat down, and Chunxiang served tea to both parties as usual.

But this time, when he served tea to Zhang Liu, he glared at him fiercely. After all, Zhang Liu is a son of the family, and he also belongs to the slave level, while Chunxiang is a personal maid, which is half a level higher than Zhang Liu. This attitude is obviously also to blame him for why he stuffed a little goblin to the young master.

Zhang Liu apologized vaguely, after all, this was not what he meant, it was the steward of the Suzhou caravan who bought Yang Ai, and sent her here to Zhang Huang's meaning. As for him, the little butler, who is just a poor man running errands, what does it have to do with this?

But the woman has a temper, but it's unreasonable, Chunxiang doesn't care about the cause and effect, anyway, the person was sent by Zhang Liu, so the responsibility for the qi ē is on him. She has seen this little goblin before, and she is definitely a beautiful embryo, and she will not be even more beautiful than herself in the future.

If she deliberately charmed the young master and made the young master take him as a concubine, then her status as an equal concubine may not be her opponent. Unless his belly fights to give birth to a boy. But the other party also has such conditions.

"Okay, you haven't even skimmed the eight characters yet, whose vinegar are you eating? Smelling it, the whole living room was sour. Zhang Hongbin joked at this time.

Chunxiang's pretty face suddenly turned red, she stuck out her tongue and left, she thought she was doing a hidden thing, who knows if it was still for the young master to see. Then after leaving, he couldn't help but secretly say: What if the young master thinks that he is a woman who likes to be jealous? You must know that 'good jealousy' is also one of them!

Sixteen-year-old personal maid Chunxiang is at a critical juncture in her life at the moment......

"I don't have to work now, but I don't like to speculate with others. To put it bluntly, don't sell me off. Zhang Hongbin took a small sip of tea, this is the wild mountain tea just picked this year, stir-fried through guò, naturally not as expensive tea, but better than fresh.

The process of roasting tea has appeared at this moment, and it has begun to mature slowly, but some of the more famous tea leaves have not yet been born.

"Young master, as far as I know, there are almost not many literati under the command of the young master to vote. Zhang Liu didn't say what his talent was, but he had also studied in the Zhang family's private school for a few years, and worked with the caravan for four years, so he also knew some sophistication and dispute settlement methods. As the young master said, the little one is not hypocritical, this time I just hope to be able to join the young master, even if it starts from a small scribe, it is also willing. Zhang Liu was really not polite, and directly recommended himself to Zhang Hongbin.

"I said, you have any trouble that you need my help with, it turns out that you came to recommend yourself? Then I ask you, if you leave the caravan, who can you give this secret trade route to you? You know, if this thing is exposed, it will be a catastrophe for the Zhang family! Zhang Hongbin laughed, and then asked sternly.

"This is not difficult, the second brother of the villain three years ago has begun to enter the caravan to sharpen, although it is not the same caravan as the small one, but in the past three years, he should also know some rules. It's rare that he is a child of the family like the villain, and he is absolutely loyal to the Zhang family...... "Zhang Liu has already had a draft.

"Okay, you Zhang Liu, not only do you plan to seek an official from me, but you also plan to support your brother to become a caravan manager?" Zhang Hongbin scolded with a smile.

"Isn't this what you said, young master, this matter is very important, and if you want to find it, you have to find someone who can be trusted. Looking at the current Zhang family, that is, the villain's younger brother, is the most qualified. Zhang Liu also replied with his strength.

"Okay, just rely on your consciousness of not being afraid of death, and be a scribe in Linghe. Give you three months to familiarize yourself with, if you are not competent for the job, continue to give me a return to work as a caravan steward, and if you are adaptable, you will officially start working, and maybe one day you can replace Ling He's current position. You are also lucky, if you eat more, even if you are the son of the Zhang family, I may not be able to arrange a job for you with power for personal gain. Zhang Hongbin was useless, and made a decision directly.

"Thank you young master for cultivating!" Zhang Liu was overjoyed, but he was about to stand up and kneel down for Zhang Hongbin.

"Okay, don't come to me like this, young master, I don't like others kneeling on me the most. I remember very well that the last time someone knelt down on me was in my mourning hall, and now whoever kneels down for me, I will think of that place. Sometimes, I really wonder if those who knelt down to me wanted me to lie in a coffin once. Zhang Hongbin said angrily.

Everyone knows that the third young master is resurrected from the dead, and he does have a bit of crooked reasoning when he says that. Zhang Liu suddenly didn't dare to kneel, for fear of touching Zhang Hongbin's moldy head.

"Okay, you hand over to the people below, and the fifteenth will come over to work. By the way, is there anything else that isn't there? Zhang Hongbin picked up the tea bowl.

It was the practice of serving tea to send guests to Nalan Mingzhu Mansion during the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty, and it was also from that time that there was the etiquette of serving tea to send guests. Therefore, Zhang Liu naturally didn't understand the meaning of Zhang Hongbin's tea, but from his last sentence, he heard the meaning of sending off guests.

After all, he is also the steward of the caravan, and he is a delicate figure with eight faces, and it is a compulsory subject to hear the sound of the strings and know the meaning of elegance, so he naturally got up and left at this moment.

"Young master, don't leave that guy Zhang Liu to eat?" Haruka walked out from behind.

"Don't tell me, you've already asked the people below to prepare the meal." Zhang Hongbin said with a smile.

"I was really going to prepare, but I couldn't find Mother Liu!" Haruka stuck out her tongue.

In the end, she has been a maid for more than ten years, and she knows Zhang Hongbin's thoughts well.

It's rare that there is nothing left, so Zhang Hongbin went over to look at the Yangzhou thin horse Yang Ai.

According to his understanding of Qin Huai Bayan, there is no one surnamed Yang in it, and the eldest Ma Xianglan has already died, and most of the remaining seven are only five years old. The older ones are one who is ten years old Gu Hengbo, and the other is Liu Rusi, who is one year older than Gu Hengbo.

No matter which one it is, it's still too small.,Don't take it to heart first.,Save others from thinking you're a Lolita!

But if there is a chance in the future...... Isn't it...... It is said that men will have some widowish diseases, and it seems that they are not immune to vulgarity. But if you think about it carefully, the two worlds are almost thirty years old together, and they have been influenced by island country love action movies since they were children, so they naturally have desires.

It's just that in the past two years since I returned here, I have been busy with how to form forces, develop forces, and deal with the imperial court, but I have neglected my own desires.

In this way, those who can freely control their desires are the ones who succeed. The biggest failure of losers is that they can't control their desires.

Whether it's self-comforting or self-deception, thinking about it, I've come to the study, where I saw Yang Ai, who had just been called in.

"Are you happy with the environment?" Zhang Hongbin asked casually.

"The little maid is the young master's maid, where the young master is, the little maid is there, but it doesn't matter what the environment is. But the only thing that makes the little maid embarrassed is that the young master is now a first-class thief, as a citizen of the Ming Dynasty, the little maid is entangled in her heart. Yang Ai replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.

The language is all 'little maid', but when the whole sentence is connected, there is a sense of condescending and looking down.

This is not surprising, at that time, the people of the Ming Dynasty thought that the Ming Dynasty was the kingdom of the Heavenly Empire, and they were all disdainful of the barbarians of Fanbang, let alone the rebels who committed rebellion. What Zhang Hongbin didn't know was that what was standing in front of him was the later famous Liu Ruyi, but she hadn't changed her name at the moment.

Liu Ru couldn't serve the country with his body when the Tartars went south, so he planned to die for the country. and his lover at the time, Qian Qianyi, planned to jump into the river to die for the country, but it led to the allusion of Qian Qianyi's 'water is too cold'.

Liu Ru is a strange woman, or Qin Huai's eight uniques, except for Gu Hengbo, are all women with a strong sense of nationality. As such a woman, facing one of the great anti-kings of the Ming Dynasty, the leader of the Salvation Army, the King of Redemption, Hengmei is not angry at that, but it is inevitable that Hengmei is cold.

"It seems that my reputation has spread to the Jianghuai area?" Zhang Hongbin laughed at himself.

"If the general cares about the Ming Dynasty, he can surrender to the surrounding officials. Now that Shaanxi is in chaos, someone needs to come out and put down these rebellions. If the general is willing to surrender, it will undoubtedly lay the foundation for the great cause of the Ming Dynasty to resist thieves. Not to mention that the generals under the command of the general are rumored to be first-class elite soldiers, if the bandits in Shaanxi are pacified, the general will be the marquis and pay homage to the prime minister, but it will not be far away. Yang Ai persuaded very sincerely.

"I thought it was a hidden fairy, but I didn't expect it to be still a sour rot with a bad brain from reading. I don't dare to use such people, and it is not easy to use. Give you two ways, one is that I entangle you, and you just leave. The second is to give me three or five years to study in the academy, and then I will admit you through the assessment depending on the situation. Zhang Hongbin shook his head, and suddenly felt that the woman in front of him was not so beautiful.

"The little maid is sold into Zhang's Mansion, where can she leave? Gone, where can the little maid go? If you continue to return to Guiyun Temple, what is the difference between this and jumping into the fire pit yourself? The little maid had just jumped out of the fire pit, and she was glad that she would go back to that place. Yang Ai shook her head.

"That's good, Chunxiang, you arrange for her to go to class, and also arrange a job for her, my Zhang family doesn't support white rice." Zhang Hongbin said to Chunxiang.

"Yes!" Chunxiang was happy at this time, Yang Ai was not favored was the result she wanted to see the most.

"General, the little maid is the maidservant of the Zhang family, and she shouldn't be talking nonsense. But if you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, and the general seems to be extremely beautiful now, but it is just that the imperial court has not yet arrived. If it really comes to that time, the general is going to surrender, and the court may not agree! Yang Ai sighed when he parted, and then left silently.

"What a silly girl." Zhang Hongbin knew that Yang Ai was thinking about herself, but her position and her vision determined that she could not objectively understand the current situation in Daming. Maybe in the hearts of these little girls, Daming is still that piece of paradise, and when she grows up, she may be able to have a good story of a talented and beautiful woman.

However, now it is the Ming Dynasty, but it is the countdown to the death of the country.

In 1644, Li Zicheng invaded Beijing, Chongzhen hanged himself on a coal mountain, and the Ming Dynasty fell. Nanming will also be established later, but it will not last long.

Now it has entered 1629, and it has only been fifteen years......