Fu Yuanling was still a little surprised when he received the letter from the eldest lady, which was first sent to the Fu Mansion in the west of the city, and then to the Zhuangzi by the people on the Fu Mansion.

Xiao Jiuqi has been playing crazy here these days, and he is simply omnipotent when he goes up and down the mountain.

Fu Yuanling wants to check the accounts, and it will take seven or eight days to finish the matter, and besides, Qiu Xing's previous letter said that he was going to Beijing, and the letter went first, and he arrived later.

Calculating the time, Qiu Xing should also arrive, so Fu Yuanling has to stay in Zhuangzi for a few days.

There is news sent here almost every day from the Fu Mansion, and most of them are sent by the Pingning Bo Mansion to find her.

There is also a letter sent to her by Lan and Mrs. Qiao, who obviously heard about this incident, comforted her in the letter, and asked her if it was inconvenient to meet.

At this time, Fu Yuanling replied to the letter, naturally it was not good to meet, and he would wait for a while.

Now looking at what the eldest lady wrote in her heart, Fu Yuanling frowned, Fu Yuanxian's future in the dream is also unlucky, the second room treats them as cattle and horses, how can he really plan a future for them.

Now there is a mess in the house, if the second room really can't bear it, the big house is the first breakthrough.

Other heads of the house can ignore it, but as such an embarrassing existence as the eldest son, I'm afraid I can't run away.

Otherwise, when she said that she would let Fu Yuanzhen go to Fengtai, why did the eldest lady agree so simply, she wanted to leave a way back for the big house.

However, if Fu Yuanxian can find a vacancy and a better errand now, then this is tantamount to good news for the Pingning Bo Mansion, after all, there are no children with a future in the mansion except for the empty title.

If Fu Yuanxian can have a future, then the old lady will definitely not watch the second room drag down the big house, this is the benefit of reality.

Fu Yuanling took the letter and walked around the room, but he thought about what to do about this matter.

If she spends money to buy an official, she really doesn't lack money.

But I am afraid that someone will catch this handle in the future, and Fu Yuanxian's future will be ruined.

"Whose letter made you so embarrassed?" Xiao Jiuqi wiped his sweat and walked into the house, carrying a hare in his hand, still alive.

Fu Yuanling looked at the stinky sweat all over his body, and subconsciously took a step back.

Xiao Jiuqi felt a little inappropriate at this time, and said quickly: "I'll go take a bath first, you wait for me." ”

Fu Yuanling: ......

Watching the man carrying the rabbit running fast, the depressed mood suddenly improved a lot.

Ay!

Xiao Jiuqi came back quickly, looking at Fu Yuanling looking at the account book again, the previous letter was placed on the table, and he took it over to read it.

Fu Yuanling looked at him, "Are you such a guest?" ”

Anti-customer, right, can you read things like letters casually?

"Sooner or later, a family, I'll just do my duty in advance." Xiao Jiuqi recently discovered that as long as he was thick-skinned, Fu Yuanling couldn't do anything about him.

Seeing that Fu Yuanling was speechless, Xiao Jiuqi opened the letter and read it quickly, and then said with a cold face: "It's the matter of Pingningbo Mansion again, what do you care about their life or death." ”

In Xiao Jiuqi's eyes, there is no good person in that family.

Looking at Fu Yuanling's disapproving look again, he said angrily: "What's so embarrassing about this kind of thing, you didn't think about me being such a big person in front of you, not just a word." ”

Fu Yuanling really didn't want Xiao Jiuqi to interfere, she was about to shake her head, so she heard Xiao Jiuqi say quickly, "It just so happens that the old man wants to recruit the imperial guards, what is a stuffed person." Anyway, I don't stuff other people's homes. You know, the errand of the imperial guards is for the nobles to carry their children through the back door. ”