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Chapter seven hundred and twenty first gift

 "The vertical part is not enough and there is no plan!"

After watching the scene outside the Meridian Gate and watching Si Nan being carried away, Gao Rui, a muscular doctor in the Ministry of Industry's Affairs Office, was furious. He was like an enraged bull, his eyes widened and his eyes seemed to be full of tears.

Sparks flew out, and then he roared this eternal curse in a low voice filled with righteous indignation.

"Master Zhu, it seems that the important task of inspecting Taicang's bank this time can only rely on you and me." After a long time, Gao Rui calmed down. After taking a breath, he looked at Zhu Ping'an with a wry smile and said.

"Ping An has little experience and needs more guidance from Master Gao. Ping An should do its best to assist Master Gao." Zhu Pingan said with a cupped hand.

"I feel reassured by Master Zhu's words, but I don't dare to take it as a 'pointer'. You and I will cooperate with each other to complete this important task. Oh, by the way, I don't know how Master Zhu came to Dali Temple." Gao Rui

After being humble for a moment, he asked again.

"I came here on horseback." Zhu Pingan replied.

"Okay, I came here on horseback too. Without further ado, let's go back to Dali Temple to retrieve the horses. How about riding directly to the Taicang Bank?" Gao Rui heard that Zhu Ping'an said he came on horseback and immediately suggested vigorously.

Probably because he was afraid that he would escape too.

"Dare you disobey me?" Zhu Ping'an nodded.

So, the two of them went directly back to Dali Temple from the Meridian Gate, retrieved their horses from the stables of Dali Temple, and then rode their horses directly from Dali Temple to the Taicang Bank.

Gao Rui probably came from a distinguished family. Although he was a civil servant, he was skillful in getting on his horse. He waved his whip with one hand and held the reins with the other, riding the horse in such a way that he showed his graceful and suave style. At first glance, he was a member of the Lian family.

His mount is a maroon horse from the Western Regions, with long mane spread out and its body covered with well-proportioned muscles. It runs like flying.

It's really incomparable. It's not like the dark horse that kills Matt. This guy is almost fat...

Gao Rui rode Juechen, followed closely by Zhu Ping'an. The clatter of horse hooves and the sound of "driving" the royal horse crossed the long street of the capital. The two rode their horses in tandem, one after the other, straight to the Taicang Bank.

At this time, inside Tingyuxuan.

Li Shu is sitting in front of the dressing table, holding a delicate jade cup in her slender hands, mixing Koudan (ancient nail polish). Her slender hands are painted with red nail polish, and her pink and white fingers are very eye-catching.

Li Shu became more and more charming and charming.

Hua'er, the little maid of Baozi, and Qin'er were at the side. They skillfully helped Li Shu put the newly picked impatiens, splendens, alum, egg white, beeswax and western gum into the jade pot one by one.

Grind

"Oh, I almost forgot. Hua'er, please ask someone to inform the concierge in the mansion and tell them carefully that from today until my husband has finished his errands in the bank, if anyone comes to give gifts, no matter which mansion they are from

Yes, no matter what the gift is, whether it is expensive or cheap, we will not accept it. If any blind person accepts even a nail, I will report it to my ancestors and send this unclean person away."

Li Shu stopped what she was doing, looked at Hua'er with watery eyes, and gave serious instructions.

Will anyone give gifts?

The little maid Baozi was stunned when she heard this, because since her uncle was admitted as the top scholar, it seems, not seemingly, but definitely, except for those few good friends of her uncle, no one has come to give gifts at all.

"Does anyone want to give you a gift? Don't worry, Miss, I'll go find Mother Liu right away and make sure she gives the concierge a good warning."

But the little maid Baozi is a good girl. No matter whether she understands it or not, since the lady gave the order, she must do it well.

Qin'er on the side also didn't quite understand.

"It didn't happen before, but it won't necessarily happen now." Li Shu's beautiful eyes were looking forward to it. She glanced at the two of them with a smile on her lips and then told Qin'er, "Qin'er, you can go to the ancestor's place later and give it to the ancestor."

I’ll give you two boxes of the best donkey-hide gelatin cakes, and tell my ancestors what I mean by the way.”

"Yes, miss."

Hua'er and Qin'er were very capable of execution and quickly completed the tasks arranged by Li Shu.

When the concierge Lao Li received the order, he was a little confused at first, and then he wanted to laugh. He felt that the fifth lady's order was really to sell water on the riverside-it was unnecessary. It is fair to say that someone gave a gift to the Marquis.

As for giving gifts to the fifth uncle, it means that the sun is rising in the west.

Miss Fifth really thinks too much.

No one has ever given a gift to my fifth uncle.

The concierge Lao Li took a sip of herbal tea, fanned himself, leisurely circled on the chair and closed his eyes to rest. Last night, he beat the horse and hanged until midnight. Anyway, no one else came to the house recently, so he could just sit there.

The concierge catches up on his sleep.

As soon as I closed my eyes, I felt sleepy. The fan in the hand of the concierge Lao Li became slower and slower, and soon it was placed on my stomach, and I suddenly remembered the snoring.

However, after a while, the concierge Lao Li was awakened by a loud noise.

As soon as he opened his eyes, the concierge Lao Li was so frightened that he dropped the fan in his hand. What was going on outside? Why, as soon as he squinted his eyes, there was a lot of traffic outside the gate.

Lao Li hurriedly stood up and opened the door. The scene outside made Lao Li dumbfounded.

Just outside the gate, there were more than ten people queuing up to submit their posts. They were all well-dressed, and it looked like they were the homes of dignitaries. As for the people carrying gifts outside the gate, there were even more people driving cars, which once blocked the road outside the gate.

Seeing the concierge door open, there was excitement outside and people rushed up.

"I am the steward of Mr. Zhang's house in charge of the Taicang Bank. Today I was ordered to send a greeting card to Mr. Zhu, your uncle. This is our gift list. Please accept it. This small gesture is not disrespectful."

A well-dressed housekeeper squeezed in front of Mr. Zui and presented a greeting card and gift list to the concierge Lao Li. He also quietly stuffed a piece of silver into Lao Li's sleeve, winked and invited Lao Li to visit.

"I am the third brother of Mr. Wang, the head of the household department. Today, according to my brother's instructions, I came to pay homage to Mr. Zhu of your mansion. This is the gift..."

"I am from the palace of Mr. Wang, the treasurer of Taicang Bank. We have a younger sister who admires the number one scholar..."

The other people were not to be left behind. They crowded forward to deliver the greetings. Moreover, the prayers listed on the gift list were so gorgeous that it was jaw-dropping. Each one of them was very generous.

These people were very well-dressed and carried heavy gifts, such as jade antiques, valuable calligraphy and paintings, gold and silver jewelry, fine deer breasts, flying dragons, and so on. There was even a pink sedan with a fragrant smell, and there was a pleasant sound coming from inside.

The sound of playing the piano...

The concierge Lao Li was dumbfounded. He had not seen such a scene for many years. Although there were many people when the old lady celebrated her birthday last time, they were all relatives and friends. The grand occasion of queuing up to formally send greetings and giving gifts was not enough.

Haven't seen him in many years.


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