Rong Ci stepped forward: "Big brother." At the end, he paused and added, "Big brother should call me ninth brother next time." ”

He is no longer a child, and sometimes it is a little awkward to listen to this 'Little Nine'.

Rong Xun smiled: "Okay, ninth brother." ”

Rong Xun sighed: "Our ninth brother has finally grown up. ”

Excuse: "......"

Rong Ci sighed in his heart, except that his old mother always likes to tease him, does his brother also like to tease him now? He's not a child.

"Let's go, I'll send you out of the palace." Rong Xun turned his head and walked forward, Rong Ci had to follow, and when he was on the way, Rong Xun also asked him some information, and Rong Ci answered them one by one.

After leaving the palace, he went back to Rongguo's mansion, and after going to see his mother, he went back to Chun Tingyuan.

Lu Chai had already come back from eating melons outside, and he happened to meet Rong Ci for dinner, so he sat down to eat some together.

"I don't know where King Huainan got the news, our people just sent Jiang Shizi and Gu You to the Imperial City, and King Huainan brought someone over to intercept them halfway, wanting to take them away."

"But our people didn't listen to him, they only let him take Gu You away, in the end it was his own side concubine, and he had nothing to do with the Changning Marquis Mansion, anyway, he was going to send it to the Huainan Palace, as for Jiang Shizi, it was impossible to give it to him."

"We're not stupid, if we hand over Jiang Shizi to King Huainan, where will there be any good end."

"You said that we saved people, although Jiang Shizi was still injured, but it doesn't depend on us or not, but if the person is handed over to King Huainan, what will happen to Jiang Shizi at that time, this Wu'an Hou Mansion will not complain about us."

When the time comes, they save people and still have resentment, then it will not be beautiful.

However, because they were the ones who were tolerant, King Huainan didn't dare to rob them in front of the street, and in the end he just took Gu You away, and watched Jiang Zeyun being sent back to the Wu'an Hou Mansion.

"I heard that at that time, King Huainan's expression was as if he was about to eat people."

"What do you think of this King Huainan? This Gu You's reputation is so bad that people are stupid, but he still wants to marry someone else? Did he really want to get his fortune like that? ”

Even Lu Chai, who has read a lot of strange and strange books, feels that the theory of fortune is really not completely credible, that is, no matter how good the luck is, if you marry such a woman and go back, it will not stop day by day.

The house is restless, and what kind of luck do you say, even if there is, it will be dispersed.

And this Gu You eloped with Jiang Zeyun, who in the imperial city didn't laugh at King Huainan for being a green-haired turtle king, he even wanted this woman, it was really amazing.

Rong Ci didn't answer this question, after all, he was not King Huainan himself: "How is Miss Xie doing?" ”

Lu Chai sighed, and then couldn't help but say, "Miss Xie, Miss Xie, how is Miss Xie doing?" I don't know? ”

Rong Ci raised his eyes to look at him, and that expression seemed to say, 'What do you want'.

Lu Chai disagreed: "Didn't you just come back, didn't we send someone to keep an eye on Miss Xie every day, how did our subordinates know?" But don't worry, there must be nothing to do, if there is something, the Duchess has already said it. ”

Thinking about it, although his mother always dislikes him, she still likes Miss Xie very much, and if Miss Xie has something, she will definitely not say it.

Lu Chai proposed: "Childe, why don't we go find Miss Xie?" ”

Rong Ci wanted to go, but still shook his head: "Don't go." ”

hasn't gossiped, always meet and gossip, forget it.

Lu Chai asked again: "When will that son marry Miss Xie?" If you get married, you can see people every day, and you can live in one place. ”

Rong Ci listened to him chattering, and his heart was a little moved, if he really became a relative, he would not think about whether it was appropriate to meet when he wanted to meet.

Do you want to rush it?

Rong Ci remembered the playful smiling face of his old mother, and his scalp was numb.

At this time, Xie Yixiao was discussing with the woodsteward about the reopening of Yunhe Tower, and the teahouse had not received guests for the past two days, and the new plaque had been hung up, covered with red silk, just waiting for the opening day to be opened.

The woodsteward is worthy of being recommended by Dongfang Jibai, and he does have some ability, but in just a few days, he has perfected Xie Yixiao's idea a little, and has almost changed this place into an elegant place where literati and scholars live.

He invited two old gentlemen to come and make a painting and a calligraphy for the teahouse on the day of its opening, and also made some poetry quizzes to attract customers.

The bamboo rafts and canopy boats on the lake have also been prepared, and people who rowed the boats and played the piano and played the flute were also invited.

Each floor of this small building is divided into three parts, the left side is the place where the women sit, the right side is the place where the men sit, and the middle is where men and women can sit at the same table, so that the guests who come here can be arranged in this way.

However, Xie Yixiao's previous idea of proposing hometown dishes was temporarily stopped by the woodhousekeeper.

The woodhousekeeper means that now those who learn to cook have not learned well, it is better to make a teahouse first, and after three months, if the business of the teahouse is good, you can open another small restaurant or restaurant, if the business in the teahouse is still average after three months, then according to the original plan.

Xie Yixiao nodded in agreement with the idea.

Today's teahouse re-arranges tables and chairs, and a group of people talk in the newly built pavilion facing the lake behind the teahouse, today's sunshine is just right, the lake blows a cool breeze, during which it is mixed with the fragrance of light lotus leaves, which makes people feel comfortable.

In the morning, she heard enough gossip in Chang'an Building, and in the afternoon, she was in a good mood when the wind was blowing here.

"After that, there will be a wooden steward, if there is something that Spiegel doesn't understand, please teach her a lesson."

"Miss Xie is polite, it's all what her subordinates should do."

The woodsteward was a young man of twenty-five or sixteen years of age, who smiled kindly and spoke extremely comfortably.

Xie Yixiao met him twice, and felt that he was a good person, and he really deserved to be able to do big things, no wonder Dongfang said that if things were not done well here, let her go.

"I have a book of Mr. Jinghu's paintings in my hand, and I just took them out to make color heads, and the woodsteward can also talk about it, and I hope this teahouse will not fail my painting."

Since it's going to be an event, let's make it bigger, not to mention that I'm here to participate in the competition, and it's estimated that there will be a lot of people who will even watch the excitement.

Mr. Jinghu's paintings are not cheap, but Xie Yixiao has a lot of paintings in his collection, she is probably a layman, she loves money, except for those painted by her father, she is not reluctant to give up.

This painting was bought back by her mother before.

The woodsteward was overjoyed when he heard this: "Miss Xie is willing to cut her love, and her subordinates will definitely let this painting play the greatest role." ”