Chapter 174 Marking

"Master, when you say Shuxiang Pavilion, you mean the one outside..." Qiang San'er rubbed the sweat on his forehead, but he dared not say the rest. How could those dirty words fall into the ears of the master. For a moment, the majestic and eight-foot man was a little at a loss, showing a hint of embarrassment.

"Small waiter's house." Mu Xiyao laughed and told him the whole story.

The Great Wei couldn't help the officials to support the young men, not to mention the popularity of men, it was also common. As far as she knew, although Emperor Yuan Cheng had admonished the crown prince, Zong Zhenghui still kept a young man in the other courtyard of Lincheng to raise him privately.

The ministers of the DPRK and China, even if they are second-rank officials, there are many people who buy other properties and specialize in housing Qingguan opera singers.

"Master, I dare not run this errand for you even if I am young." Qiang San'er was so anxious that he could only jump his feet. The master's unimaginable order, if he dared to go up, he didn't have to wait. Tomorrow, tonight, His Highness can ask someone to take care of him.

"What are you thinking, San'er?" Mu Xiyao stared. "Your Royal Highness is very narrow-minded, and it's not my master's turn to take care of me."

Saner? Qiang San'er's hairs stood on end. Why does this name sound so awkward? Like a mother-in-law. Not daring to confront the person in front of her clearly, she could only admit it through gritted teeth.

As for the disrespect towards His Highness in the master's words, as a servant, just pretend not to know.

"Later, Commander Wei will take you for a stroll around the Shuxiang Hall. His face is too flamboyant to be seen by outsiders. The next thing is up to you. The matter is very simple, give away money , Intimidation and intimidation are enough. Remember, the more vicious the better."

What Mu Xiyao explained next, the more Qiang San'er listened, the more terrified she became. If this master can make a move, there is no one more vicious than her. The Commander Wei who came in later took orders with a stern face, Qiang San'er could see that this master acted according to His Highness's standard... It was only a fraction of a cent away from nothing.

"Wei Zhen." Mu Xiyao finally remembered that there was still a time limit issue. "On the night after the flower viewing feast, let this matter go."

The corners of Wei Zhen's eyes twitched, numbly agreeing. Master Yao is so ruthless that no one can provoke this lawless man, and behind him there is a more powerful master backing him.

After the matter was settled, Mu Xiyao was suddenly free. Chengqing's little bun was picked up by Concubine Shu and has not returned yet. I heard that he was very active in the palace. Fortunately, Baozi was clever, and she carried out her sweet-mouthed routine honestly, and insisted on begging Emperor Yuan Cheng for a carved jade pendant. As for the ancestors of the Empress Dowager, they worshiped the Buddha behind closed doors.

He was planning to tease the two cute rabbits who hadn't been close for a long time behind Zong Zhenglin's back, but the plan was disrupted by the sudden invitation of the chief steward to see him.

"Master, Your Highness explained the matter of finding a companion for the young master last time," Tian Fushan said here, and couldn't help sighing secretly, sincerely celebrating that the young master is too rare, and the stalled Yao master is like a mother, and he was killed at a young age. stocking. Even the prince in the palace was only sent to the prince's house after he was three years old to slowly get in touch with others. "This is the roster selected by the subordinates, and I ask the master to decide."

Mu Xiyao suddenly remembered that this matter was left behind. A few days ago, I was so busy arranging Chengqing's catch-up week that I almost forgot to carefully choose playmates for her son. Fortunately, there is still a big manager in the house, and there will always be an answer when everything is explained.

"I'm in charge of the work. After the concubine has seen it, I will discuss it with His Highness before arranging to pick someone." The boss should be more familiar with her people than she is. Since there is no written test, let the boss give it a look. During the interview, she must check firmly.

Meng's mother could not move three times, but it is necessary to arrange a favorable growth environment for Chengqing in a small area.

In the evening, when Zong Zhenglin returned to the mansion, he called Mo Lan to answer after eating.

Mu Xiyao purposely flipped through the pages with the book, expressing her dissatisfaction with the boss's tight marking.

"If Jiaojiao messes around again, tomorrow's dim sum share will be halved." Besides Yu Shi, the little girl's preference for dessert is also a weakness. Zong Zhenglin turned his head and signaled Mo Lan to continue, while Mu Xiyao on the other side died down, staring at the side face of the boss, feeling very pitiful.

When Zong Zhenglin was doing serious business, he just didn't know about Mu Xiyao's various pretense. At this time, if you show a little care, that woman will definitely kick her nose and face and pester her. Things that should be done are always piled up later. Having had similar experiences several times, His Highness the Sixth Highness resolutely recognized the little goblin's tricks and would not be fooled again.

A long while passed, and it was not until Mo Lan's throat was slightly stiff when he spoke, that he finally finished reporting today's affairs.

Zong Zhenglin saw that she was more meticulous in handling things, so he was satisfied and gave the silver reward. In front of Mu Xiyao, he told her maidservant to keep in mind that if the master is not worried, he can report it in the study.

Mu Xiyao stared at Mo Lan resentfully, this girl wasted her careful teaching since she was a child, does she still recognize who is her master now? How could you be so obedient in front of the big boss, and dare to say all kinds of things to her?

"Jiaojiao, where did you know about the Shuxiang Pavilion?" Zong Zhenglin remembered that he had never brought up these crooked ways in front of Mu Xiyao. This woman was surprisingly curious, and he was afraid that she would be bold enough to break in outside. The most extreme thing is that he only promised her to visit the Red Mansion, but due to his inconvenient health, he has not been able to make the trip so far.

Mu Xiyao had long expected that the boss would ask this question, and she answered without guilt and with full confidence. "Madam and Miss talking, I overheard."

In fact, she had just arrived in Shengjing, and she had already forced Zhao Qing to tell all kinds of interesting places. The Shuxiang Pavilion is naturally not to be missed. But this matter should not be known to narrow-minded men. Before "meeting" His Highness the Sixth Prince, if he dared to give birth to a flower intestine, then Mu Xiyao would die and would not try it.

"This little head is full of bad ideas all day long." Zong Zhenglin patted the top of her hair, running his fingers through the soft hair, lingering on it.

Mu Xiyao's temperament is not wronged. She said she was using softness, but she couldn't wait to teach Zong Zhengying a lesson. After this incident, Zong Zhengying might wake up a little bit, and see clearly how hard she picked at the beginning, and was knocked out by this tricky member of his family.

"Your Highness has clearly wronged my concubine. Here, this is the roster sent by the chief steward today. Your Highness will help my concubine take a look?" Mu Xiyao took the opportunity to rely on someone more capable, and the father has to make up his mind about this matter.

Zong Zhenglin looked through the roster carefully, looked at them one by one, and finally randomly selected seven or eight people who were barely qualified to be his son's companions.

Seeing his casual posture, Mu Xiyao just tossed and turned a few times to come to a conclusion without seeing the name clearly, is it bullying her lack of eyesight?

"Your Highness, all the names on the list are your affiliations. Naturally, you can know the root from the beginning. But the concubine lives in the back house, and it is almost the first time I have heard of it. How can the concubine remember it when you swipe it so casually? "Mu Xiyao frowned, feeling that the boss wasn't considerate enough recently.

Seeing the complaint in her eyes clearly, Zongzheng Lin narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly. I planned to outline it with pen and ink later and hand it over to her for inspection, but I didn't expect this woman to be ungrateful, so she slapped her upside down and pouted.

"Didn't see clearly?" When Mu Xiyao heard the tone of the boss, she immediately felt vigilant.

"Then let's change the method." As soon as he finished speaking, Zong Zhenglin leaned over and kissed her lips.

The next day, Huilan received an errand from her master, who asked her to write a marked list and send it to the chief steward, only to find out that the imprint on the rice paper looked neither fish nor fowl.

It's not like sketching with a brush, but like smearing with your hands. The color is more uneven, not as bright red as cinnabar. And it also has a faint fragrance, why is it similar to the lip balm rewarded in the womb a few days ago?