After all, he was the most favored little county lord in the dynasty, and several village owners did not dare to snub Zhu Xiaozhu.

A few people crossed the sea like eight immortals, and sent all the most famous specialties in their Zhuangzi.

After dinner, Zhu Xiaozhu patted her round belly and burped: "Several owners have worked hard, Hiccup, that, I want to build a palace of my own here, may I ask, can you show me the layout map here?" ”

The little girl's voice was soft and glutinous, but the faces of Uncle Zhou and several owners instantly became stiff and ugly.

They glanced at Zhu Cheng, and Uncle Zhou lowered his voice: "Little county lord, prince, it's so late, staying up late is not good for your eyes, or you two rest first, we will sort it out tomorrow, and then send you the account book and layout map to you." ”

"What do you want me to do?" As a pet sister madman, Zhu Cheng naturally couldn't refute Zhu Xiaozhu's meaning, he waved his hand: "Now, immediately give us the layout plan and bring it to Xiaozhu'er!" If you upset my sister, I'll let you go around without eating! ”

Seeing Zhu Cheng's tough attitude, Zhou Bo could only bite the bullet and let people bring the layout plan.

Getting what he wanted, Zhu Xiaozhu smiled sweetly at several owners: "It's not early, you go back and rest first, remember, let people send the account book over tomorrow morning." ”

Guessing that this group of people was bored in their hearts, Zhu Xiaozhu deliberately put on a small face: "If you let me know that you fooled me because of my young age, I would tell the emperor's uncle." ”

Several owners were covered in cold sweat and agreed to come down.

Zhu Xiaozhu watched them leave, gently opened the layout map in his hand, and held his little face with his fleshy hand: "There are five hundred acres of land in the suburbs of Beijing, and the palace in the middle occupies ten acres. ”

"The two Zhuangzi in the north and south each account for 60, and the rest is the brewing industry in the west......"

Looking at his baby Xiaozhu'er's serious appearance, Zhu Cheng, as the second brother, hurriedly patted his chest to show his profound knowledge: "I don't know anything else, this royal wine brewing company is a golden dumpling, fruit wine, and flower brewing, and this year's income is at least three or five thousand taels of silver." ”

"Now that grain and rice are expensive, an industry as big as Zhuangzi in the east must have at least five thousand taels a year..."

Zhu Cheng calculated carefully, and his eyes lit up instantly: "If it goes on like this, our little bead can earn more than 10,000 taels of silver a year, and she will be a little rich woman in the future!" ”

"It's not just that." Zhu Xiaozhu shook his head, quickly calculated the estimated amount of the industry in his heart, and couldn't help muttering when he thought of the words of the previous squeaky and whining words of several village owners: "I guessed that they would be greedy, but I never expected them to be so greedy!" ”

That's half there.

The little girl's face flushed, and she silently clenched her fists and was ready to teach the group a lesson.

At this time, outside the door, a small guy left quietly.

……

"Well, brother and sister... Didn't find anything, did you? ”

As soon as Zhou Bo's henchmen entered the door, they were surrounded by several owners.

A group of old men who are usually tall and tall, you almost ripped off the clothes on the little guy's body.

The little guy put his hands around his shoulders speechlessly, protecting his innocence: "Old man, don't, don't do this!" ”

"What are you doing, hurry up!" Zhou Bo slapped it over, and the little guy was aggrieved and pursed his mouth: "I didn't hear it clearly, what the two people were talking about, but the little county lord and the prince didn't have a very good face, and besides, they all seemed to count." ”

This means that they may have already discovered something.

Moreover, it's not the little kids and gentlemen I thought they were.

That's too bad...

Uncle Zhou's face pulled, thinking of his business for so many years, his face was full of unwillingness: "I didn't expect that, a few of us have been in the suburbs of Beijing for a lifetime, and in the end, we have to be planted in the hands of two little children!" ”

"I'm not reconciled! There are more than 100 people in Lao Tzu's family, if it is really because of the dead girl who has not dried up, it is better to ......" The owner of the West Village gritted his teeth, and his eyes showed hideous red bloodshots.

When several other owners heard him say this, they couldn't help but look at the Xizhuang group in unison.

Uncle Zhou's little servant probed his head and leaned over with a gossipy face.

I heard the owner of Xizhuang lower his voice, and his face was full of murderous anger: "Those two people will have an account book tomorrow, why don't we find a way to ...... that stinky girl tonight."

The owner of the West Village made a killing move, and Uncle Zhou gasped.

Several other owners glanced at each other, and the owner of the East Village cleared his throat: "How old is that little girl, because she was playful, she accidentally drowned in the pond, so you can't blame us." ”

"Yes, as soon as that little girl dies, no one will have the time to check our accounts, and then we will have time to round the accounts." The two owners of the north and south were also moved.

I don't know how much more oil and water they have fished over the years than the rewards and benefits received by a first-class general who led troops to war.

It was found that it was the three clans of Zhulian.

Instead of that, it's better to give it a go!

Zhou Bo's eyes flashed, and he hooked his finger at several owners: "I have a plan, and I need a few people to cooperate..."

……

The moonlight was bright, and Zhu Xiaozhu sat in front of the window, excitedly holding a pen to write and paint, building the appearance of her future palace.

Suddenly, a little milky white dove fluttered its wings and landed in front of her, cooing twice.

"Whose pigeon?" Zhu Xiaozhu put down the pen, and the little pigeon jumped to her palm spiritually, raised her bright red mouth, and tilted her head, as if she was smiling: Beautiful little girl, I have your letter here.

The little pigeon shook its feathers and stretched out a leg to show Zhu Xiaozhu.

Zhu Xiaozhu sighed, took out the letter box from the pigeon's calf, and after opening it, a layout map that was exactly the same as in his hand was revealed.

The layout plan also contains a charcoal drawing of the palace and a letter.

Huh, charcoal?

Didn't everyone generally use brushes in this dynasty?

Forget it, that's not the point, let's see who is writing to yourself first.

Zhu Xiaozhu put the layout plan aside, and the little carrier pigeon jumped on her shoulder, rubbing her head against Zhu Xiaozhu's soft little face, looking at Zhu Cheng sourly.

He had never rubbed his sister's little face like this.

"Who? In the middle of the night, I passed the book to our little pearl flying pigeon, and I was not a good person at first glance! "Whose good man can raise such a stinky pigeon!

Zhu Cheng couldn't wait to drive the little pigeon out with his eyes, and then hugged his sister and pasted it.

Not to be outdone, the little pigeon glanced at Zhu Cheng with his small eyes with disdain, and turned his head to kiss Zhu Xiaozhu's face with a bright red mouth.

Zhu Cheng: !!!

Zhu Xiaozhu didn't know about the intrigue between her second brother and the pigeon, and now she was completely surprised by the drawings in the letter.