The Xue family's servants came to Linghu Pavilion. They found Xue Qinghe and said, "The eldest son returned home. When he saw that you were not there, the villain hurriedly came to look for you."

Xue Qinghe was stunned for a moment when he heard this sentence.

She hasn't seen her eldest brother for a long time.

Brother is very busy.

She also heard about the recent major imperial examination cases, so she wisely did not disturb him.

Seeing that Xue Qinghe was silent for a long time, the servant hurriedly asked: "Is there something holding the second girl back? Can't you go back to your house now?"

Xue Qinghe came back to his senses and said urgently: "No!"

After saying that, she felt that she was a little out of sorts, pursed her lower lip, and then said softly: "I'm going back home now."

The servant walked out with her. As she walked, she asked curiously: "Why are there no guests today?"

Xue Qinghe's complexion changed slightly.

The servant realized that he had made a mistake and quickly stopped talking. But he couldn't help but secretly murmured in his heart, are there not many guests every day?

How could this be?

Xue Qinghe breathed out tiredly.

If she knew what the servant was thinking...she would say that I also want to know, why is it still like this even though it is run with great care?

Even business is getting worse day by day.

But there was no one around her to complain to.

Ever since my aunt and father reconciled and separated, it seems that my father has been living in the household for a long time, even worse than before.

The housekeeper in the mansion had to take care of the affairs of the house and couldn't spare the time to give her advice.

Qiu Xin has also been expelled from the house long ago...

What do the maids and servants who remain with her look like now?

All they could say was, "The second girl's good days are coming."

It is said that the eldest girl is already married, and the mistress who dislikes her is no longer here. From now on, in the mansion, aren't they just going to go sideways?

Xue Qinghe could not understand their joy.

Just as they couldn't understand her plight.

Carrying all kinds of melancholy, Xue Qinghe returned to Xue's house.

She stepped into the small courtyard and saw the figure that she hadn't seen for many days but was still familiar.

"Brother..."

He Songning turned around when he heard the sound, and as soon as his eyes fell on her face, he immediately frowned: "You should be living a good life recently, but why are you so haggard? Is it because the servants in your yard are so neglectful?

"

When the servants heard this, they knelt down and cried out.

Xue Qinghe twitched the corner of his mouth in embarrassment and said: "It's just that I'm too tired to take care of the property in Fuzhong."

He Songning thought for a while and said: "If you are too tired, let the housekeeper handle it. You are not good at these common things. What's the harm if you don't learn? In the future... you won't endure hardship."

He Songning saw clearly that Xue Qinghe was driven to take care of the property, but it was just Xue Chengdong's deliberate decision to let her compete with Xue Qingyin.

But Xue Qingyin is no longer in the house a long time ago, so why do she have to do these things again? There is no need to hurt herself.

But after hearing this, Xue Qinghe's expression changed and he became stubborn, saying: "No! It's just because I'm not good at it that I have to learn!"

The changes in the capital are really too fast...

In the blink of an eye, she heard someone say that Xue Qingyin was poisoned and was dying, and then she heard someone say that she had become Princess Xuan.

It was getting to the point where Xue Qinghe felt that if he didn't do something, he would really be unable to keep up with the changes.

He Songning frowned.

Wouldn't it be nice to do nothing and just live a comfortable life?

I'm afraid Xue Qingyin would like her very much.

As soon as this idea came up, He Songning felt something was wrong and pressed it firmly.

He Songning said patiently: "What difficulties do you have in taking care of these industries? Let me hear about it."

Xue Qinghe's face softened a lot.

They hadn’t seen each other for a long time, and she didn’t want to make the atmosphere too tense, so she said slowly and authentically: “There used to be some people in Linghu Pavilion who always messed up, so I spent some money to replace two better cooks as waiters.

I also changed a few... I have tasted the dishes made by the new chef. They are far better than the nearby Baolan Restaurant. But why..."

Xue Qinghe was a little hard to say.

Why is it that Baolan Tower is bustling with people, but Lingxi Pavilion has so few guests...

Xue Qinghe still felt embarrassed to expose his shortcomings in front of He Songning.

Especially when thinking about how Xue Qingyin was so at ease when she went to Linghu Pavilion for dinner... Xue Qinghe found it even more difficult to talk about her difficulties.

"Is it because of something like this?" He Songning asked.

Xue Qinghe's face changed slightly again.

He Songning suddenly realized that he had made a mistake.

But such a thing is indeed too small for him...

"Sometimes if you want to do a good job in a business, you don't have to look at how you are better than your opponents. Instead, you have to look at what is lacking in the market." He Songning said.

"What's missing?"

"Well, there are more than 300 restaurants in the east and west cities, including wine shops and inns."

Xue Qinghe's heart was shocked, she really didn't know this.

"Then what brother means is...there is no shortage of restaurants in the capital, so Linghu Pavilion should be closed as soon as possible?"

"When did I say this?" He Songning blurted out. After saying this, he couldn't help but frowned again and said: "If you want to save Linghu Pavilion, you should first understand that each of these more than 300 families is a

How can we make money? For example, Baolan House is good at brewing Shaochun wine... Just one glass of wine can keep the visitors coming."

Nowadays, people in Liang Dynasty love wine very much.

If I don't drink two cups a day, I feel uncomfortable all over.

Especially literati, they admire it even more.

But because wine is made from grain, it is very expensive.

A well-made wine is even more precious.

Xue Qinghe actually seemed a bit ridiculous when he said that the food at Baolanlou was far less delicious than that at Linghuge Pavilion and why the business was better.

"I...I understand." Xue Qinghe responded awkwardly, regretting talking to He Songning even more.

He Songning also wanted to say that she was not brave enough to suppress the people of Linghu Pavilion.

But when the words reached his lips, he swallowed them back.

I wonder how Xue Qingyin suppressed so many people in such a big palace?

It seems that she has never mentioned this pain.

When she met Hui Hui, she only wanted to tell him how much she and Prince Xuan were in love...

He Songning realized that his thoughts had wandered away again, so he quickly held it down again and asked: "What else? I remember you still have a tea house in your hands."

Xue Qinghe didn't want to say it, but He Songning pointed it out directly.

She had no choice but to say: "The business of the tea house is also very bleak. The manager told me that not many of the old customers were there..."

He Songning's eyes were slightly stern: "It's very difficult for regular customers to change their habits. I'm afraid someone is behind it..."

He knew that Xue Qinghe might not be able to find it.

But most of the people in charge are human beings...

"What did the steward tell you?" He Songning asked.

"That's all..." Xue Qinghe paused and remembered something, "The steward said that previously Zhao Guogong's mansion also said that it would provide some convenience to the tea house, but later on, he didn't mention this anymore..."

Xue Qinghe felt awkward as he spoke.

She knew that it must be because Xue Qingyin was no longer in charge, and the Duke of Zhao would naturally stop being such a good person.

He Songning said: "That's the signal from Duke Zhao's mansion."

When Xue Qinghe heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief for no reason.

Then she's not that bad? It's not like she will screw up everything in her hands?

He Songning was already thinking about meeting Xue Qingyin.

"I will handle this matter." He Songning said and walked out the door.
To be continued...