Jia Lian and Wang Xifeng's courtyard has a layout of three small courtyards.

After entering the gate, you will see the reverse side room next to a small front yard; after passing the hanging flower gate, you will see the inner courtyard surrounded by the east and west wing rooms and the main room of the main hall; and between the main room and the back cover room, there is

With a small backyard.

"Thirty-seven pieces of medium-sized clothing!"

At this time, in the front yard, Lai Shun was squatting next to a large wooden box, trying to count the clothes inside: "Eight items of quilted long-sleeved items, 12 items of ordinary long-sleeved items, 10 items of short-sleeved items, and double-breasted items."

Seven vests."

"Why is this even in odd numbers?!"

As soon as Laishun finished speaking, I, who was not far away, urged me: "Hurry up and ask inside if there are any missing ones. If not, take out one!"

Bian Zhaoer responded, leaning half of his body into the inner courtyard, shouting at the top of his lungs.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to check in the inner courtyard, Laishun stood up and straightened his spine. He hit his lower back with his backhand while taking in a panoramic view of the chaos in the courtyard.

Now, in this small front yard, not only were more than a dozen boys crowded, but there were also about twenty large boxes containing various items of clothing, food, housing, and transportation, all prepared for Jia Lian's trip south to Yangzhou.

Just like that, the inner courtyard keeps sending things out!

"Be good!"

Laishun couldn't help but exclaimed: "If we do this, I'm afraid the second master will end up carrying thirty or forty large boxes on the road?"

"Where!"

Long'er, who was sorting his boots next to him, turned to him and smiled: "When Uncle Wang reports, grandma will probably have to add some more odds and ends. Tomorrow, she will carry them to the front yard and put them together with what the master and wife have prepared.

place."

"Add in Miss Lin's luggage and the various gifts for my aunt, all inside and outside, how can we fit thirty or forty boxes in one place?!"

Okay~

It's just a long trip, the whole thing is more lively than the demolition!

Seeing three more large boxes being carried out from the inner courtyard, the two of them didn't care to chat anymore and hurriedly stepped forward to place them in categories, then opened them for verification and screening.

Laishun took inventory of another box of socks and was about to go back and take out one of the pair of vests, hoping that good things would come in pairs and six or six would go well.

Then he heard a familiar voice asking behind him: "Where is Uncle Wang?"

Laishun raised his head and glanced around, and saw that there was indeed no trace of his father in the courtyard, so he turned around and said, "I was here just now. Maybe I went out for something. Sister Ping'er, do you have anything to do with my father?"

"I told you the same thing."

Ping'er said, winked at Laishun, turned around and went to the relatively clean doorway.

Laishun also hurriedly followed.

As soon as he stood in front of her, Ping'er handed over a handkerchief: "It's such a cold day, I don't want to wipe my sweat. If you catch a cold, you will suffer."

Lai Shun was not polite to her either. He chuckled and wiped off the sweat from his forehead. Then he held the fragrant handkerchief in his hand and said shamelessly, "I'll give it back to my sister after I wash it off."

Ping'er glared at Laishun and spread her jade-like hands in front of him, showing no intention of compromising.

Laishun finally had no choice but to return the veil angrily.

Ping'er then added: "As for the Wang family, it still has to be decided by the master, so grandma intends to ask the second master to take two pneumatic tires to the south to find an opportunity to practice in front of the master."

After a pause, he added: "I'm not sure, I want you to go south with me and help the second master take care of this matter."

"I also need to go?!"

Laishun was surprised at first, and then became excited.

Now that he is staying in the capital, he can't find a way to leave his country for a while. Maybe he can go to the south and gain something unexpected.

Even if there is no unexpected gain, it is always a good thing to be able to temporarily escape the shackles of the Rongguo Mansion.

"Don't be happy too early."

Ping'er saw the joy on his face, and straightened his face to teach him a lesson: "I asked you to follow me because I have a serious errand, and I'm not just for fun! Besides, although grandma has this idea, the second master may not be willing.

Take you with me."

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Ping'er guessed wrong this time. In fact, Wang Xifeng's preferred candidate was not Laishun, but his father, Laiwang.

In the bedroom of the east room, she sat sideways on the Babu bed, looking through the list of medicinal materials in the treasury, and said to Jia Lian: "Xing'er, Zhao'er and the others are still young boys, and they are very out of their way on weekdays.

, I’m really worried about asking them to follow you south, so I might as well let Lai Wang follow you.”

Hearing this, Jia Lian felt a pain on his face. He had heard about the prosperity of Jiangnan for a long time, and this time he was full of energy to see it, but who was willing to bring an "overseer" on the road?

Immediately he said hurriedly: "How can this happen? Are you still pointing at him for your business?"

"What can't be done?"

Wang Xifeng glanced at him with a watery side, then relaxed her figure in a rare move, and said softly: "No matter how profitable the business is, it's not as important as you."

"Lady~!"

Jia Lian immediately softened half of his body, called out like a play, stepped forward and hugged Xifeng's shoulders, and waited for the matter to be answered.

But thinking of his ulterior motives, he hurriedly changed his words: "Don't worry, Manager Lai has specially selected two capable stewards to accompany me south to Yangzhou. They will take care of everything when the time comes.

Just make a bow in front of my uncle every day."

Wang Xifeng felt a little relieved when she heard that the mansion had already made arrangements, but then she became a little confused: "Speaking of Manager Lai, I heard that the reason why the old lady specially ordered you to go this time was because he took the initiative?

"

"Even if he doesn't mention it, I should go."

Jia Lian smiled and said: "Actually, going south this time is quite involved. My uncle said he wanted to pick up Sister Lin for a reunion, but actually it meant that he wanted to take care of an orphan before his death. It's not easy for me and my second uncle to leave Beijing. Who else is more suitable to go than me?"

How about this reassurance?"

Seeing his proud look, Wang Xifeng suddenly became suspicious. She sat upright, stared at Jia Lian and said, "You look so proud, it seems like this is some great job. Could it be that you want to find someone in the south?"

A beauty from a water town, how can she take care of my shortcomings?!"

"That's what you said!"

Jia Lian was so frightened that he flew out of his wits. He hugged her tightly and said in a stern voice: "What beauty from the water town is as good as half of your finger?! Besides, do you need to go to the south to find this water town?"

As he spoke, he leaned into her ear and said a few irrelevant words.

Sister Feng immediately blushed with embarrassment, pushed him away, and spat: "If you dare to speak nonsense again, I won't tear your mouth to pieces!"

Jia Lian smiled shamelessly, and after a while he pretended to be mysterious and said: "It's not a good job, but there are really huge benefits to going south this time!"

As he spoke, he lowered his voice and said: "That Yanzheng is the first-class fat vacancy, and the only one under my uncle's knees is Sister Lin..."

"You mean."

Wang Xifeng's red and phoenix eyes suddenly lit up: "Uncle wants to entrust the family property to our family?!"

"Hmph!"

Jia Lian hummed proudly, puffed up his chest and folded his belly and said: "I'm afraid that when I go back to Yangzhou, I may not make less than your business!"

Wang Xifeng couldn't see that he was so proud, especially when he compared it with his own business, so he poured cold water on it and said: "No matter how much you earn, it doesn't matter, it's entrusted to the government, not ours!"

After a pause, she couldn't help but warned: "If you get money privately, you might as well send someone back to Beijing so that I can be a source of capital."

Jia Lian responded with all his heart, and the two of them got tired of being together again.
Chapter completed!