Su Yueling often hears about women's clothing bosses in modern times, but it was relatively rare in ancient times. Yuan Suijun is not included. After all, Yuan Suijun was forced to do so, but this man took the initiative to become a women's clothing boss.
Her eyes fell on Feng Hong's face - those peach blossom eyes were charming and sentimental, the contours of her face were soft, her nose was straight, and her lips were a little thin...Wait, is he wearing makeup? And this
The makeup ability is quite powerful, and ordinary people can't see the traces of makeup. As for Su Yueling, there are so many scheming makeup in modern times, but she can still recognize it if she carefully identifies it.
If it hadn't been for what the system said, she wouldn't have guessed that the person in front of her was actually a real man.
Since his gender is false, his name and identity are also likely to be false.
"Princess Princess?"
Feng Hong called her out, her eyes still showing admiration that made it easy for people to let go of their guard.
The corners of Su Yueling's lips curled up and she said, "You guys go back with me first. The guards around you also need to take good care of their injuries."
Hearing this, Feng Hong breathed a sigh of relief, "I was originally worried that those people wouldn't give up easily, but with you here, I feel more at ease."
His eyes fell on the men in black who were tied up on the ground, and he was not worried that they would tell the truth under severe torture. These people were all professionally trained, and at critical moments, they would voluntarily commit suicide by taking poison.
He was already satisfied that he could sneak into Su Yueling's side so smoothly. It was not in vain that he spent so much effort to finalize this plan.
Su Yueling asked her, "How many servants do you have who are loyal to you?"
Feng Hong pursed her lips and said: "Ayu and the others are the only ones, there are more than 20 people in my hometown. They are both women, so they can understand my difficulties better and know how difficult it is for a woman to gain a foothold in this world. Most of the others
They are all just fagots who adapt to the changing circumstances."
He showed a bitter smile, "I will be hunted down this time because there is a thief."
"The more they act like this, the less I want to bow to them."
He unconsciously puffed up his chest and looked determined.
Su Yueling praised, "You are ambitious."
If what the other party said was true, then Su Yueling would definitely not mind helping. But the other party obviously took advantage of this characteristic of hers to create such a tailor-made script to attack her.
Su Yueling was very unhappy. When she was unhappy, she started to act.
So she caught Feng Hong and started torturing him.
"Can you embroider? After the Salesian Institute is established, I estimate that most of the children will be girls. To raise children, naturally you can't just provide them with food and clothing, but also let them learn a skill so that they can support themselves when they grow up.
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"How about you teach them needlework? Or teach them spinning. You should be able to do this, right?"
Han Qun's expression became stiff. He was a grown man, so what kind of flowers could he embroider and what kind of cloth could he spin?
However, Feng Hong, whom he replaced, really knows how to embroider, and she also has outstanding embroidery skills. Su Yueling will know this if she inquires about it in the future. If he says that he is not good at female embroidery, it will definitely arouse her suspicion.
In order to avoid revealing his secret, Han Qun could only nod his head and said: "If you admit that the princess does not dislike her, then I would rather obey her orders than be respectful."
Su Yueling nodded, "I can rest assured that you will do the work."
"Then you can embroider a purse tomorrow and show it to me."
Han Qun was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, but he still had to go to the warehouse to get needlework and cloth.
He couldn't sleep at night, so he asked his female guard who was good at needlework to teach her embroidery.
The female guard looked distressed. How could her young master have ever experienced such humiliation? "Sir, how about I help you embroider it?"
In less than a quarter of an hour, the young master was pricked with needles more than a dozen times.
Han Qun said in a deep voice: "If you help me, you can only do it for a while, but you can't do it for a lifetime. What if she wants me to embroider a purse in front of her?"
"I have to at least learn a little bit about pretending."
Needlework cannot be learned in a day or two. No matter how talented an embroiderer is, it will take several years to embroider exquisite works.
Han Qun stayed up all night studying, his eyes were red, and his fingers were poked with needles several times. The purse he finally embroidered was still unsightly. He could only ask the female guard to make him a simpler one first.
My wallet can handle it.
And he will have to practice more in the coming time.
What Han Qun didn't know was that the small courtyard where they lived was specially designed. A tunnel was built underneath and listening urns were buried to eavesdrop on the movements on the ground.
At this time, there were several people squatting down there, eavesdropping on the conversation in the room.
Although Han Qun was quite cautious, he never thought that he would be exposed from the beginning.
Just because he never revealed any information related to his identity when chatting, the few people who listened to him for a whole night did not collect much information.
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When Su Yueling got up the next day, she found out from the eavesdropper that Feng Hong had stayed up late to learn needlework, and almost laughed out loud.
Knowing that the other person is unhappy makes her happy.
So she continued to tease people, "I have almost finished designing the house for the Salesian House."
"When the time comes, gather your people together and build the house."
Han Qun was stunned, "Should I find someone to build a house?"
Su Yueling nodded, "Don't worry, there are craftsmen in Datou, you can just do the usual work."
"After the building is completed, the guards around you can also work in the Salesian Institution. I think they are quite meticulous, and they also know some martial arts. Not only can they take care of people, but they can also serve as bodyguards, which is very good."
Han Qun looked at Su Yueling's natural behavior and just wanted to curse.
Are you kidding me?
Those around him are all talents carefully cultivated by the survivors of the previous dynasty and the White Lotus Sect. They have passed five levels and killed six generals over the years before they have the qualifications to serve him.
As a result, Su Yueling used such elites to build houses and take care of those with low status. It could be said that she was killing a chicken with a knife.
With this tone, Han Qun couldn't swallow anything he said.
He opened his mouth, thinking about what excuse he would use to reject Su Yueling's unreasonable troubles. However, he sadly discovered that he had boasted to the sky before, and if he refuted Su Yueling, it would go against the image he had created earlier.
Su Yueling tilted her head, her careless expression making her look more proud, "You don't want to do good things with me?"
"I thought you and I had the same heart."
"Did I look at you wrong?"
There was a hint of disappointment in her eyes.
The word "forbearance" means a knife on the head.
At this point, if he retreats, not only will all his previous efforts be wasted, but he may also arouse the suspicion of the other party.
Han Qun, who was full of dissatisfaction, could only force himself to show a smile that couldn't be more surprising, "This is our honor."
Su Yueling nodded with satisfaction, "Come on, I'm very optimistic about you."
The way she likes it is to give them extra work and ask questions just to train them. This chapter has been completed!