The girls spoke one after another. Zaichun sighed softly, touched their heads, looked at the beauties, and said, "Take these girls to their seats."
Several beauties should be.
A girl suddenly said: "Sister Zaichun, can we stay?"
"What?"
"After this meal, are we going to be driven away?" another girl said.
Zai Chun frowned, looking at their pitiful and expectant eyes, she felt uncomfortable in her heart.
After a pause, Zai Chun forced out a smile: "Good boy, let's go eat first."
After the girls were seated, Zaichun called for a beauty and told her to take good care of the girls here, and then she turned back to the guest room upstairs.
Zhao Ning was sitting by the window, her face covered with plain gauze, wearing a skirt of the same color and a wide dark robe. There was a chess game in front of her, with her left hand and her right hand playing against each other.
Zaichun closed the door, walked over and called, "Miss."
"I heard the noise outside," Zhao Ning held the chess pieces and said without raising his head, "How many people are here?"
"Only seventy girls are willing to come," Zaichun said.
"Yeah." Zhao Ning responded and said nothing more.
After a moment of silence, Zai Chun said, "Miss, the banquet is over, are they going back?"
Zhao Ning dropped a chess piece and looked up, puzzled: "What?"
"I think these girls are so pitiful and so lonely," Zai Chun looked at her, "Miss, aren't we going to open a store in the capital, or how about taking a few of them in to work?"
"Do things," Zhao Ning repeated lightly, looking back at the chess game, and said, "No need, let them come and go wherever they go after eating. If you feel pity, I will give them a few coins each."
, too much is not good, as it will easily be remembered by bad people."
"But……"
"No need to say it." Zhao Ning interrupted her.
Zai Chun's eyes became confused and he looked at Zhao Ning in front of the window, but seeing that she was already concentrating on playing chess, he didn't want to disturb her anymore. He swallowed the words that reached his lips and resigned.
Others say that the eldest daughter of the family is kind-hearted, but Zai Chun can't say whether she is kind-hearted or not.
Sometimes I think so, sometimes I think she just wants to spend money.
For example, many people have been coming to them to ask for help these days. Some of them have had their property stolen and cannot survive, and some are terminally ill and want to survive. In Zaichun's view, all of them are pitiful people.
But the eldest lady never blinked an eye, and refused to save her even if she said she didn't want to, showing no compassion.
She didn't take other people's compliments seriously, and she was even more dismissive of other people's insults. Zai Chun couldn't figure out what kind of person she was. Even after being with her for several months, she still didn't understand.
After closing the door, Zaichun didn't want to go downstairs to meet the group of girls for a moment, and planned to find a place to rest first.
There were hurried footsteps on the stairs. Zai Chun stopped and saw the waiter coming up in a hurry.
"Miss Zaichun," the waiter called after seeing her and ran over, "Miss Zaichun, many people want to visit Mrs. Zhao."
"My young lady said she was missing," Zai Chun said.
"The extraordinary people who came today," the waiter lowered his voice, "are all nobles."
"Oh," Zai Chun nodded, "that's not there either."
The waiter took a step forward and whispered a few names into Zaichun's ear.
Zai Chun paused and said in surprise: "Them?"
"Yes, Miss Zaichun, go and ask Mrs. Zhao if you want to meet her."
Zai Chun nodded: "Okay, I'll ask right away."
She turned and went back to the room, where the waiter was waiting at the door.
After Zhao Ning heard this, he said directly: "No."
Zai Chun was stunned and said, "Miss, no one is there?"
"Yes, not a single one is seen."
"This can't be done," Zai Chun stepped forward and whispered, "These are not just ordinary petty officials, these are big shots."
Zhao Ning paused, raised his head and said, "I will be a big shot too."
Zaichun blinked and looked at her blankly.
Speaking of which, it seems to be true. The first day my young lady came to the capital, she immediately became famous. Now, even the children of these nobles come to visit her in person. Who can say that she is not a big shot?
There was a knock at the door. Zai Chun glanced at it and said, "Miss, let me go take a look."
There was still the same waiter outside the door. As soon as the door opened, he said: "Miss Zaichun, someone is here again. This time it is Mr. Liu Lang from Taifu An's family."
Zai Chun walked out of the house, closed the door, and said, "My lady said she didn't see anyone."
"Huh?" The boy was dumbfounded, "No one is there?"
"Yeah." Zai Chun nodded, "Sorry for the trouble, buddy, go and talk to them."
"Okay," the guy responded, "I'll go tell you."
Zai Chun thought for a while at the door and simply followed him.
Zhao Ning rarely sees these people, but she is different.
To ordinary people like them, or even slaves and maids, these dignitaries are like gods from heaven. They are basically people from two different worlds. Let's go and see what they are like.
The lobby of Xunyun Tower was filled with tables and seats, and all of them were girls. The shopkeeper didn't let passers-by in. He wanted to eat and drink, so he went to the banquet on the street.
But those children of high officials were not among the "passersby". The shopkeeper was eager for them to come in, but when they saw that the lobby was full of girls, they stopped one after another and simply stood outside.
The shopkeeper felt deeply uneasy and tried to apologize to them outside. However, because these people seemed to dislike each other, the shopkeeper had no choice but to go here and there without delay.
"He's actually here too." Zhao Tang shook his fan and looked at Li Xiao over there.
Li Xiao had just arrived, and now he was accompanied by a guard. His face was expressionless, and he was looking at the banquets at the end of the street with his hands behind his back.
On the other side, standing was An Yuping, Taifu An's son, with two followers.
Another person who was not familiar with all three of them was Meng Xiaochuan, the prince of Xuanping Hou.
The shopkeeper wished he had several more clones, but fortunately the waiter finally came down, looking rather embarrassed.
The shopkeeper raised his eyebrows and said, "Mrs. Zhao doesn't want to see you?"
The guy nodded: "Yes."
The shopkeeper took a breath and said, "That's all, let me go and talk about it."
He walked towards Li Xiao who was closest to him: "Little Prince."
"Let her come down," Li Xiao interrupted, "This is an order."
The shopkeeper paused and looked at Li Xiao's profile: "Little Prince, what do you mean?"
"I suspect that she knows that evil boy," Li Xiao said, "Go directly to her and tell her that the courtesy comes first. If she doesn't want to be nice, just accept it, then it's better to use 'soldiers'."
The shopkeeper looked embarrassed: "But the little prince..."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" the guard next to Li Xiao scolded angrily, "If I tell you to go, you will go."
