"On weekdays, my mother takes care of Tianxiang Pavilion, but she is just an ordinary woman, but she is a good hand at entertaining those noblewomen in the capital."

"The princess is not only beautiful in appearance and gentle in personality, but also virtuous and knowledgeable in etiquette." Liu Zhong was full of emotion.

"Uncle Liu knows my mother?"

"Of course, there was a relationship in the palace, and the princess was very talented, and she was completely different from the rest of the Qi family."

Sheng Zhiyao nodded and agreed: "My mother is a very good woman, but she was busy with chores after marrying her father, so she didn't have to do anything for her."

"That's right." Liu Zhong nodded, "The county lord doesn't have to be presumptuous, you are also an excellent woman, it can be seen that the old marquis has taught you very well, you and Chen Wang Lang are talented and beautiful, they are golden boys and jade girls, a pair made in heaven!"

"Uncle Liu laughed." Sheng Zhiyao lowered her head shyly and pursed her lips.

"I'm not joking, I'm talking from the bottom of my heart, doesn't the county lord like to hear it?"

Sheng Zhiyao hurriedly said, "Of course not!"

"In that case, why don't you want to listen to Liu Bo praise you a little more?"

Sheng Zhiyao suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, and raised her eyes to look at him: "Uncle Liu really likes to make fun of people."

Liu Zhong laughed, full of satisfaction for this smart, clever and clever girl, it was a blessing for them to meet such a master.

"Okay, Uncle Liu must be tired after a busy day today, hurry up and rest, there is a warehouse in the backyard, and the key will be handed over to Uncle Liu for safekeeping, I believe you will be very happy to see the things inside."

"Yes, the old slave will take care of it." Liu Zhong respectfully took the key, "The old slave took the apprentice and retired first."

"Uncle Liu, don't be so polite, we are now our own family, you don't have to see me like this, you can take out the things in the library and use them, just remember to keep a number."

Sending Liu Zhong away, Sheng Zhiyao immediately called Mei'er: "Mei'er took these drawings to the carpenter, let him work hard these days, get off work, and the second floor here will also start to prepare for care."

"Yes, the slave knows." Mei'er carefully put the piece of paper into her arms, "When did Miss draw these drawings, didn't you go to bed long ago last night?"

"I've been preparing for this for a long time, and I'm preparing for today." Sheng Zhiyao explained, "Not only that, but I have already drawn the drawings of the ready-to-wear shop on the third floor, so I need to find a reliable master."

"So the young lady is ready." Mei'er was surprised, and then fell to the ground in admiration, "Miss is really amazing."

Sheng Zhiyao smiled: "Remember to let people entertain Uncle Liu and their master and apprentice, they are the treasures of my Tianxiang Pavilion."

"Slaves obey."

"The meals are also prepared separately, and then the backyard comes out of a studio, arranged by Uncle Liu, and they can agree to whatever they need."

"Yes, the slave knows." Mei'er retreated and turned to do business.

Sheng Zhiyao sat back at the table, picked up the pen and continued to draw drawings.

In the past few days, she always feels as if something is going to happen, and she is so restless that she can't even draw.

"Miss." Light footsteps were heard outside the door.

"Come in."

Mei'er pushed open the door, holding a tray with hot porridge, as well as various pastries and melons and fruits.

"Put it on the table, be careful." Sheng Zhiyao commanded.

Mei'er put the things away as she said, and waited for her to drink the porridge before saying, "Is Miss full?"

Sheng Zhiyao bowed: "Well, you help me get those drawings, I want to revise and revise them."

"Okay." Mei'er left the room in response, and soon returned with two thick stacks of paper.

"Miss, are these all drawings you made?" Mei'er flipped through the drawings and couldn't help but be speechless.

How did you come up with such a complex drawing? No wonder Miss gets exhausted every time!

"yes, these two are the most important parts, and when it's all done, we can open a store according to the drawings."

Sheng Zhiyao said as she picked up the brush and dipped it in ink, and quickly smeared it on the paper, all in one go.

"Miss, you've done a great job." Mei'er praised heartily.

"Where, it's just recently practiced." Sheng Zhiyao smiled lightly and shook his head, "You hurry up and help me put away these drawings, classify them, and hand them over to the carpenter directly when the time comes."

"Oh, the slave understands these things, Miss don't worry!" ap.

With that, Mei'er sorted out the stack of papers and put them in the cage.

This was the first time she had seen the drawings drawn by the young lady up close, and they were very detailed, not only clearly marked, but also with many small and delicate embellishments, which were very beautiful.

Sheng Zhiyao put down the pen and stretched her muscles: "Mei'er, what's the news outside these days?"

"What is Miss referring to?" Mei'er was puzzled.

Sheng Zhiyao frowned slightly: "It's the ones that Zhu'er likes to inquire about the most."

"Oh! Really, yesterday Zhu'er said that the people outside were rumored to have visited the Wuwang Mansion late at night in Manrou, and they stayed for an hour or two, and they were so shy when they came out."

"Really? How did such whispering news come out?" Sheng Zhiyao was slightly stunned.

Yu Manrou actually went to find Feng Chongwu in the middle of the night?

"It's true, miss, the slave looked at Zhu'er's expression, and she was right."

"This is not a nephew who can directly pry the position of the eldest aunt, is it really ...... Tut-tut!"

Mei'er chuckled, and then said worriedly: "Miss, maybe this matter is true, Princess Wu is pregnant and can't serve King Wu, so it's really easy for Yu Manrou to take advantage of the situation."

Sheng Zhiyao sighed helplessly: "Hey! Women, why bother women."

Of course, she knew that Yu Manrou's behavior was extremely disgusting, but this kind of thing couldn't be stopped at all.

This is Jiang Taigong's fishing wisher taking the bait.

"Miss, why don't we think of a way to intercept it, so that Miss can get ahead of the curve."

"First to go?" The corners of Sheng Zhiyao's mouth twitched a few times, how did she act as if she was a martial princess, the people in other people's martial arts mansions were not in a hurry, she was in a hurry.

Mei'er nodded: "If we don't do it and let them mess around, when the time comes, it will damage King Chen's reputation."

"Huh?" Sheng Zhiyao's eyes widened, "Why does it have anything to do with Feng Yuanchen?"

"It's not in case they do it, and then others will say that King Chen's is right?" Mei'er pouted, her young lady was really always slow in her feelings.

"Mer, are you sure you're not thinking too much?" Sheng Zhiyao frowned and asked.

"Miss, the slave is absolutely not cranky." Mei'er said solemnly, "Although the slave maid has not experienced it, I have heard others say that Miss Yu has always been restless."