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Chapter 129

Because she had to wait for Gong Hongxiao and Qiuniang to pack their bags, Minglan could only accompany the wife to continue talking. Mrs. Shao was worried that her husband would go back first, so she brought Sister Xian out to see Minglan as a substitute. Zhu Ye asked the nanny to take Xian

My brother took me out.

Minglan looked at the two siblings carefully and couldn't help but sigh: The landlord's cub was the better one.

Brother Xian's words are not fair. He is so plump, white and cute in his wet nurse's arms. Although Sister Xian is only five or six years old, she is about the same size as Sister Rong. At such a young age, she is already

She has a graceful and dignified manner, and her words and gestures are very measured. Compared with Sister Rong's timidity just now, Minglan couldn't help but ask: "Is Sister Rong's child taking medicine?"

Mrs. Zhu also knew that Sister Rong looked very uncomfortable, and sighed: "I haven't eaten yet. I asked the doctor to check it. He said that he is fine. He just needs to relax his mind and take good care of himself."

Minglan lowered her head and was silent. Seeing her look like this, Sister Xian beside her said in a sweet voice: "Second aunt, don't worry, sister Rong is just picky about food and is in a daze all day long, but she is in good health; the last one

The seasons change from month to month, and sometimes it gets colder and sometimes hotter. Brother Xian and I both caught a cold, but she is fine."

Minglan liked her very much when she saw how well she spoke and her cute attitude, so she smiled and said, "Our sister Xian is so sensible! When your father gets better, your aunt will pick you up to play with Sister Rong. There is strength in the garden."

The little swing is ready.”

A budding smile appeared on Sister Xian's little face, she nodded vigorously and responded loudly: "Yes!"

Mrs. Tai looked at Sister Xian kindly and sighed: "It's hard for this child to be so filial. Ever since her father became ill, she hasn't been out much, not even her own home."

Minglan suddenly felt pity. According to the long list of famous doctors listed by Mrs. Shao just now, I am afraid that Gu Tingyu has little hope. Even in modern times, there are incurable diseases, let alone this era.

Brother Xian couldn't stay beside his grandmother. He twisted on the kang and rushed to Minglan. Minglan smiled and took the baby. Zhu was shocked at that time, but saw that Minglan was very skillful in supporting Brother Xian's hands.

He asked the child to sit on his lap, squealing at him and rubbing his little fat belly. Brother Xian burst out laughing happily and kept rolling on the kang.

The madam smiled and said, "I can't tell you are very good at holding a baby."

"My maternal nephew is about the same age as Brother Xian, and my eldest sister's brother is also the same age." Minglan struggled to return Brother Xian to the wet nurse, and pressed the sweat on her forehead with a handkerchief. Zhu hugged her

Guo'er, with a bright smile, coaxed him to be naughty: "I'll ask a few of them to get together later, I think we'll have a lot of fun."

At this time, a maid opened the curtain and came in. Seeing that the Madam was a little timid, she whispered: "The girl said that she suddenly got interested in poetry this morning and wanted to prepare a few poems, so she didn't come to see the Second Madam.

Make a complaint here."

The madam's face immediately darkened and she scolded: "Her second sister-in-law rarely comes here, why is she so ignorant?!"

No one of the maids in the room dared to answer. After a while, she turned to Minglan and apologized with a smile, saying: "Don't be offended. Your sister Tingcan was taught by the master since she was a child. She likes poetry, calligraphy and painting, and teaches

Your father-in-law is very spoiled and has a bit of a scholar's sour temper. When he gets excited, he won't sell anyone's favor."

Minglan smiled, waved her hand gently and said: "I have heard that my sister is talented, well-educated, and a good talker for the boudoir in the capital. Not to mention that my relatives will not be able to see each other for a long time. It doesn't matter." Encountered a very classy female literary youth.

, Minglan, who can only write limericks, admires this classic excuse very much.

The Madam doesn’t want to talk about this topic too much. After all, she’s not married yet at this age, and no matter how nice the talk is, there won’t be any flowers. She didn’t meet her biological sister-in-law in order to write two poems. It doesn’t make sense anywhere, but from this matter

From the looks of it, this girl Can Qi should be very favored by Mr. Gu.

After letting Sister Xian go back to the house, Mrs. Zhu told all kinds of interesting things about Brother Xian, which made everyone laugh. From time to time, Mrs. Tai often mentioned the mischief that Gu Tingye and Gu Tingwei had when they were young, with a loving look on her face, and Minglan listened with great interest.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law seem to want to lead Ming Lan to talk more about Gu Tingye, but unfortunately, Comrade Yao Yiyi is an outstanding judicial talent who has been tested by confidentiality regulations for a long time. He is well versed in the art of perfunctory and digresses far away from the topic. The topic always strays to Huaguo Mountain.

went.

"...I don't even think about it when I eat it every day. I didn't expect that there are so many ways." Zhu herself didn't know what was going on, but she and Minglan somehow talked about the seven varieties and sixteen ways of preparing river shrimp. She

He caressed his face and whispered, "If you stir-fry it with loofah, it can actually be good for your skin?"

"Remember, the line on the back of the shrimp must be removed, and it must be starched before putting it in the pan." Minglan always felt sorry for her elder's body, and she didn't take good care of it and let it get flooded by the mudslide.

She couldn't dig up the body. Since ancient times, her most passionate thing is to keep in good health. If she is good to a man, she may be a mistress; if she is good to a maid, she may be crawled into bed; if she is good to a sister, she may be betrayed. After much thought,

Only if you are good to your own body will you be in good luck and will never miss a chance.

Mrs. Zhu looked at Minglan's charming and beautiful face, which was smooth and porcelain white, with a light reddish color. Her plump and tender skin seemed to be pinched out with water.

, compared to her own sister-in-law of the same age, she was more than one or two points better. Now she felt that Minglan was more convincing and couldn't help but ask for advice in detail.

"My grandmother once said that women are too tired this generation, having children, taking care of housework, and worrying about everything." Minglan sighed softly, "Every time you give birth to a child, it hurts your body.

After giving birth, you still have to worry about growing up safely, studying and progressing... Well, they say women age faster than men, so how can they not age?"

"Who says it's not the case!" Mrs. Zhu immediately became worried. Men are afraid of poverty and women are afraid of old age. In fact, she is only twenty years old at this time, but she already feels like an aunt in front of Minglan. [Ye*][

*】Women in ancient times were very miserable. They gave birth to children before they were in their twenties. After thirty, they almost stopped working. After forty, they even had grandchildren, so they basically had to rely on worshiping Buddha and cultivating themselves to pass the time.

The lady on the side saw that the two of them were getting more and more biased, and Mrs. Zhu had almost forgotten what to say. She couldn't help but frown slightly, thinking that it was only the first day, so she suppressed all her thoughts and just listened to them with a smile.

Occasionally, they would laugh and scold them in an elderly manner, but the whole room would be happy. By the time Hongxia Qiuniang and the others finished packing the boxes, it was almost three quarters, and the lady smiled and said, "It's already this time, if I didn't call you

If I leave after eating, won't people blame my mother-in-law for being mean?"

Minglan thought about it and agreed happily, but she still couldn't help but feel worried when eating it - was there no poison in the food?

After having a cup of tea, Ming Lan saw that it was almost done, so she got up and left. The carriage had already been hitched outside, and everyone got on the carriage with the trunk and cage, and drove towards Chengyuan. They arrived in a short time. Get off the car.

Later, Minglan asked Liao Yong's family to help unload the suitcases and luggage. She took Sister Rong and her three children on several green-topped soft sedans and headed to the inner courtyard. They got off the sedan when they reached Neiyi Gate.

Walking all the way in, Hongxiao felt that the scenery in the garden was very beautiful. There were flowers, birds, pavilions, bridges and flowing water everywhere. Although it was not rich and noble, it was more elegant and elegant. She was very envious. Qiuniang saw the maids and servants along the way.

They all whispered softly, and when they saw the Lord passing by, they stepped aside and stood respectfully. After entering the side hall of Jiaxi Residence, while watching the people serving tea, she saw several maids entering and exiting in an orderly manner and behaving properly.

No one took a peek at them.

She couldn't help but be secretly shocked: the new lady of Du Dao was young, but she didn't want to manage the family so well. She was a little happy for Gu Tingye. After all, the new lady was much better than the previous one in every aspect. Thinking of this, she

For a moment, she felt a little more resentful, fearing that Gu Tingye would no longer be able to use her.

After Minglan sat down at the table, she took a sip of tea and felt that the workload today was too heavy. Such hard work was really not conducive to a harmonious life. She was determined to make a quick decision and quickly put things in order so that she could go back and take a nap.

She put down the tea cup, turned around and said, "Cuiwei, has the house been tidied up?"

"Madam, how many times have you given this order?" Cui Wei, who was standing by the side, hurriedly stepped forward and smiled, "The house and manpower are all ready, and even the hot water has been heated. We are just waiting for the young lady, Aunt Gong, and Miss Qiu to come over.

, you can wash up and rest immediately.”

Qiuniang quickly stood up to thank her. Hongxiao waited a moment, stood up and said with a smile, "Thank you for your help, sister."

Qiuniang glanced at Minglan and said in fear: "I'm just a slave. It's too late to serve the master and his wife. How can I be like this! Madam, you are so generous, it really kills me! I can come to serve the master and my wife. I can live here as a slave."

I’m satisfied.”

Minglan waved her hand gently: "You are an old man in front of me, but there is nothing to be ashamed of asking a few little girls to serve you. Besides, this is also the dignity of the house." Her tone was gentle but could not be refuted, Qiu Niang Qian'en

I sat down gratefully.

Minglan paused, smiled at Sister Rong, who was sitting at the bottom, and said: "You are also tired today, so I will keep the story short. The population of this family is very simple, and it will be more lively when you come. Sister Rong, I originally planned to

I’ll give you Kouxiang Garden. Let me ask you first, do you think it’s better to be in your own hospital, or would you rather live with me?” After all, she was still young, and Minglan herself was separated into another hospital when she was ten years old.

.

Sister Rong still had her head lowered, her thin body motionless, and she didn't speak. After a long time, she didn't speak. Qiu Niang became anxious and went over to pull her gently: "Reply quickly, Madam is asking you." Sister Rong.

Er suddenly raised his head and glanced at Minglan quickly, his eyes full of wariness and hostility. Then he lowered his head again and said nothing.

Seeing the awkward situation, Hongxiao hurriedly smoothed things over and said, "Madam, don't be surprised. Sister Rong has been like this since she entered the house. She doesn't talk much to us on weekdays, but she understands it in her heart."

"What do you mean?" Minglan looked at Hongxiao and raised the corners of her lips slightly.

"How dare I do Madam's idea, but..." Gong Hongxiao had already made a plan in her mind, and said with a smile, "Sister, I am young and not sensible yet. Living alone in a hospital is a bit lonely, and I haven't had any sex for many years.

Seeing the master, father and daughter have a heart-to-heart relationship, and they are of the same flesh and blood, I thought it would be safe to ask Sister Rong to stay in front of my wife."

Minglan thought about it for a while, but there was nothing strange on her face. She just nodded slightly. When Hongxiao saw this, her face suddenly became happy. Before Minglan could speak, she hurriedly said: "...there is one more thing, Madam, please forgive me."

Hung Hom is being rude. After all, Sister Rong was entrusted to me by the Madam. Hung Hom dare not disobey her entrustment, and she will not be separated from Sister Rong..."

As he spoke, he peeked at Minglan's expression; Cuiwei on the side stopped smiling and looked at Hongxiao with a somewhat cold look.

Hearing this, Minglan couldn't help but chuckle: "So you also want to live with me? But you are already an aunt. The Chengyuan is spacious and there is no room. I originally planned to give you a separate courtyard.

.”

Hongxiao looked timid: "How could Hongxiao not know about Madam's kindness? However, it is better not to miss important events just for your own comfort and enjoyment."

Minglan was impressed by her clear and logical explanation, and she didn't know how many times she had thought it through beforehand. However, she was not afraid. In this world, truth is always spoken by people, especially when it comes to household matters. It is public speaking and public speaking.

Po is justified. ~Gong Hongxiao certainly has a lot of reasons for wanting to move in, but she also has many opinions. In addition, she is the mistress, and her authority overrides everything else.

She didn't believe it. If the concubine was given a separate apartment, someone would choose her, right?

——"This is inappropriate."

Just as Minglan was about to speak, a deep male voice suddenly sounded from one side - all the women in the side hall turned their heads and saw Gu Tingye slowly walking in from the side door, still wearing a vermilion court dress.

"Master is back." Minglan stood up gently, her movements were very decent and standard, which made Gu Tingye look at her deeply with slightly curved corners of his mouth. After he sat down next to him, Minglan poured a bowl for him herself.

Tea, smiled and said, "Sister Rong is back, and I am discussing a place to stay with Aunt Gong."

Gong Hongxiao, Qiuniang and Sister Rong also stood up from their seats and saluted Gu Tingye together. After the ceremony, Sister Rong raised her head and looked at her father blankly. Qiuniang's eyes were red, with tears in her eyes, and she looked excitedly.

Looking at Gu Tingye, her eyes were full of care and she refused to look away. Hong Xiao was surprised at first, and then looked at Gu Tingye softly, with a slight smile on her beautiful face.

Gu Tingye seemed to be used to this kind of gaze and took it as his own. He only looked at Sister Rong quietly. Sister Rong shrank her neck and lowered her head. Gu Tingye's face became more and more serious, but he did not speak.

Minglan secretly pursed her lips: You should say something!

"Second Young Master...Second Master." Qiuniang burst into tears for a while, and finally couldn't bear it any longer, her voice trembling slightly, "Are you well and well? How are you doing outside these years without anyone around to take care of you?"

Gu Tingye was thinking about something and almost wanted to answer a few words casually. Suddenly he remembered Minglan sitting next to him. He raised his eyes and looked at her. He saw that there was not much displeasure on her face, only a slight frown while holding the tea bowl; he suddenly

He felt that Qiuniang was a little rude, and then he looked at Qiuniang unexpectedly. Qiuniang felt cold when he saw that Gu Tingye not only did not answer, but also had cold eyes.

Minglan didn't respond, but Cuiwei on the side saw it clearly. She took a step forward and respectfully said loudly: "Miss Qiu, please forgive me for talking too much. The master and his wife are here, how can you speak freely?"

You are polite, but you are very angry in your heart - this is also a bitch! Just now you said that you are a slave, is there any slave who talks casually in front of the master?

Qiuniang was trembling with fear and helplessly looked at Gu Tingye, but she saw him looking at the new wife intently. She felt bitter in her heart and kept saying: "It's all my fault. I haven't seen the master for many years. Some

I lost my temper."

"What did the master mean when he said it was inappropriate just now?" Minglan tried her best to hold back her sleepiness and said with a dignified smile.

Gu Tingye glanced at the few people standing with their heads bowed. When Qiu Niang spoke like this, he became more determined in his decision. He said lightly: "I have thought about it carefully and asked all three of them to go."

It’s a good stay at Kou Xiang Yuan.”

This sentence was like a stone thrown into the lake. It immediately startled the three girls below. Hong Xiao's face turned pale, and the first one couldn't help but speak. Gu Tingye raised his long arms slightly, his eyes were cold, and there was a silent power.

When he got up, no one dared to speak.

He said in a deep voice: "You don't have to say anything, I have already made up my mind. If anyone doesn't want to, you can ask Mrs. Tai what she wants." He said this to everyone, but his eyes were only directed at Gong Hongxiao.

, vaguely sarcastic.

Hong Xiao suddenly froze, thinking of the past, he immediately lowered his head and stood up, no longer protesting.

Qiuniang's figure was like leaves in the wind, her tears became more intense, and she murmured in a trembling voice: "How can this be so good... How can I live elsewhere? How can I serve the master and his wife, fetch water, and do needlework?"

Night watch..."

After hearing the last two words, a few black lines appeared on Minglan's forehead - Ms. Qiu, you are too straight to the point!

Facing Qiuniang, Gu Tingye's eyes were a little gentler: "You have always acted thoughtfully and are good at taking care of others..." He glanced at Sister Rong and then said, "If you follow me and take care of Sister Rong, I will feel relieved.

.”

As soon as she said this, Hong Xiao's shoulders stiffened and her head dropped lower, but Qiuniang's pale face turned red. She looked at Gu Tingye shyly, her eyes full of deep affection, and then she quietly accepted it.

arrange.

Minglan couldn't help but glance at Gu Tingye: I don't know how good this guy is at talking. Even if Qiuniang doesn't accept it, she can't say, 'She only serves men and not children.'

The matter was settled like this. Cui Wei lowered his head, suppressing the joy in his heart, and diligently went over to help the three of them with the moving arrangements. After Gu Tingye watched them leave, he turned around and said something before Minglan could speak.

"He went to the outer study to look for Mr. Gongsun," and left in a hurry.

Minglan decided to put her questions aside, go back to the house to wash up, and then fell into bed to see Duke Zhou. She had been busy since getting up in the early morning until the afternoon. She was exhausted both physically and mentally, so Minglan fell asleep quickly.

, it was almost midnight when she woke up, and she was surprised to find that she had slept for three hours.

Danju cheerfully served Minglan to dress and comb her hair, while saying: "Sister Cuiwei has come to report just now. The three people in Kouxiang Garden have all been sorted out, and the boxes and cages are in place. Sister Cuiwei has arranged the manpower.

I'll rest after serving them; tell Madam not to worry, everything will be fine."

Minglan nodded Dan Ju's forehead: "Silly girl, it's time to call her from the He Youchang family. I can't teach you!"

Danju was in a good mood and did not talk back and continued to have fun. Minglan sighed secretly, knowing that she had been worried about this matter in the past few days, for fear that the concubine who came would be uneasy and that Minglan would be wronged.

Now at least I don't have to stand out in front of you.

After cleaning up, Minglan drank a cup of light tea, her lips and teeth were fragrant. When she was in a happy mood, she felt that her day was not easy, so she put aside the account book and asked Danju to get a pen and paper, planning to draw a new note.

The tricks come out.

Dan Ju glanced at the sewing basket placed aside, which contained several pieces of white silk and satin lining for Gu Tingye, and couldn't help but said: "Madam, you'd better finish those pieces of work first, these are all delayed."

How many days has it been?"

Minglan tapped Danju's nose with an ink pen and smiled: "Silly girl, you don't understand." She suddenly had an inspiration just now.

"Madam is getting more and more noisy!" Danju yelled, stamped her feet in embarrassment, covered her nose and turned away to wash her face.

When Gu Tingye came in, he saw Minglan lying in front of the table attentively. He deliberately walked closer and saw two native dogs scrambling for a meat bone with meticulous brushwork on the white paper. The bones were particularly described.

Fat and meaty.

"What does this mean?"

Minglan was so frightened that she almost jumped up. She turned around and saw the man asking with slightly raised eyebrows. She guiltily covered the drawing paper and said with a smile: "It's not interesting to draw naughty people."

Gu Tingye looked at Minglan's expression and felt suspicious. He raised his hand to open the drawing paper and looked at it carefully. His face was thoughtful, and his eyes gradually became angry as he stared at Minglan.

Minglan's scalp went numb due to the gaze. She burst into laughter and moved forward to please. Gu Tingye refused to sit down. Minglan had to stand on tiptoes to help him change his robe and loosen his hair. Gu Tingye glared at her.

After one glance, he leaned on the bed sideways, squinted at Minglan and said, "Just continue painting."

How could Minglan be so bold? She consciously sat down at the table and picked up the account book to check the expenses of yesterday's banquet. Gu Tingye looked at her quietly and suddenly said: "How are you doing today at the Marquis Mansion?"

Minglan knew what he meant and smiled: "It's just my first time back, how can anything happen? But... I had a meal there." She looked worried, "Is everything okay?"

Gu Tingye was stunned for a moment, then laughed and cursed: "I'm just worried now, even if there is something wrong, it won't be cured!"

Seeing that he was in a better mood, Minglan held the account book in her arms. She walked over with a silly smile and asked carefully: "Sister Rong and the others have already moved in. Cuiwei will take care of it. I think I'll ask Mother Hua to take care of that place in the future."

Bian, what do you think?" After observing this period of time, Hua Mama is still useful. The important point is that she was sent by the eldest brother.

"You make up your mind." Gu Tingye looked cold.

Minglan knew it was best not to ask, but she couldn't bear the discomfort in her heart, so she finally couldn't help but said: "You..." After saying only one word, she paused, wondering how to ask.

She was in trouble, but Gu Tingye spoke up. He looked at the sandalwood bed top carved with pomegranates and seemed to be talking to himself: "Sister Rong is stubborn and once broke a big water tank with a stone."

, is it four years old? Or five years old."

Minglan was shocked: Sima vat was smashed?!

"It would be even more uncomfortable if she had to look at you and my child in the future." Gu Tingye looked deeply, "I will definitely love you more than her in the rest of my life. This is a given, so why bother pretending."

Minglan looked at Gu Tingye in surprise: Brother, you are too honest.

"In the future...find her a good marriage." Gu Tingye sighed, "Study wisely, manage the family, teach her what you can, forget it if you can't teach her; as long as she can get Qiuniang's skills, learn from her

I’ll settle the score with some nühong, and I’ll be able to handle it at my in-laws’ house in the future.”

Ming Lanton sat on the bedside, staring at the man's handsome profile for a long time with his eyes wide open.

Gu Tingye is indeed a smart man. Sister Rong’s daughter’s origin is unknown, and she is neither a direct descendant nor a beloved daughter. Such a daughter is not a threat to the aunt’s mother. As long as the aunt’s mother is clear-minded and not very bad-hearted, she will basically not embarrass her. When she becomes an adult,

Just add a dowry and give it away; it's easy to get a good reputation.

If Gu Tingye insisted on protecting Sister Yu Rong, he would offend his aunt, and if the aunt deliberately wanted to embarrass a child, most men would not be able to fully protect her - Gu Tingye knew this well.

As the eldest maid in the Hou Mansion's concubine, Qiuniang's personal qualities are definitely above the standard, and she is probably better than other young ladies from other families. As long as Sister Rong can learn these things and imbibe some high-class style, she will be very good.

I can see people now.

Moreover, if Zhenxue's vision is too high, it may actually harm her.

But all this must be based on a premise. Minglan squinted at the man - how could he be sure that she had a clear mind and a good heart? What if she was a bad person?

Minglan gritted her teeth secretly and suddenly felt a bad intention. She wanted to be a vicious stepmother for him to see.

"...This way Qiu Niang can be relied upon." Gu Tingye added another half sentence gently, but he never mentioned Gong Hongxiao from the beginning to the end.

Could it be that he wanted to put Sister Rong in Qiuniang's name, then why didn't he just raise Qiuniang as his aunt? Also, what should I do about the red ribbon? Minglan thought about it for a long time before she realized that there was another reason for this matter.

On the one hand, when she slowly chewed on Gu Tingye's words again, she suddenly understood something, felt inexplicably happy, and then lowered her head happily and continued to read the account.

Gu Tingye was vaguely aware of Minglan's joy, glared at her fiercely, pinched her cheek gently, tried to keep a straight face and said: "What are you proud of?! Tell me, are you not happy for Qiu Niang to come over?"

Minglan hurriedly held her little face to avoid it, and said righteously: "That's right, I don't want people who haven't met me a few times to see me naked." The use of intercourse is too wide.

"That's it?" Gu Tingye raised his eyebrows displeased.

"Of course." Minglan took it as a matter of course, pointing at Gu Tingye's nose, and said with a smile: "My husband has been used to seeing her since he was a child, but I am not."

A suspicious blush appeared on Gu Tingye's face. He didn't know whether it was because he was angry or angry. It was disgusting to be seen naked or his wife was more disgusting. He just turned his back to Minglan in a depressed manner. Minglan saw that he was really annoyed and didn't dare to say anything.

She was teasing him, crouching behind him and twisting around like a little fish to please him. After coaxing him for a while, Gu Tingye turned over and lay down with a cold face.

Minglan quickly led him to talk: "Have you discussed all matters in the court with Mr. Gongsun?"

"Yeah." The man hummed half-deadly.

"No trouble, right?"

Gu Tingye paused for a moment and then said slowly: "...Today in the court, someone took a copy of Lao Geng's book. He said that he wanted to associate with powerful people and corrupt the discipline for personal gain. The emperor gave Lao Geng a scolding on the spot.

He paused for a moment, "Years ago in Northern Xinjiang, Lao Geng took the lead, and the wounds on his body are not all healed yet." It was quite sad to say that, and he added, "How could I not know that the emperor also has good intentions?"

Bitter, but just a slight warning...Old Geng too!"

"Oh." Minglan was a few beats slow.

She also heard about this.

To put it bluntly, it is not surprising at all. The mistakes Comrade Geng made were very common during the founding period of our party. A generation of hardworking, loyal and honest people failed to withstand the test of sugar-coated bullets in the colorful world. Gu Tingye was born in a noble family and had seven aunts.

There is nothing we can do about the old aunt's relatives, so he still hides here and there and tries to keep a low profile. You, a military general from a poor family in Sichuan, actually run it like a food club and have a crowd of people all day long. You don't have any rich intentions.

It is the writing material of the censors and officials.

"You can't blame Lao Geng entirely." Gu Tingye couldn't help but want to say a few words for the unlucky comrade, "He didn't want to make friends with powerful people. Most of them were relatives of brothers in the army. How could he withstand the battle."

It is a pity that almost all the dignitaries in Beijing have direct or side brothers who are in the army.

"What do you think?" After two sentences of defense, Gu Tingye asked Minglan habitually.

In fact, Minglan didn't sympathize with Comrade Geng, but she knew it was hard to say so directly.

She glanced at Gu Tingye's face, shook the account book in her hand, and considered her tone: "In the outer courtyard, there is Manager Hao and Manager Pan, in the inner courtyard there is Liao Yong's wife, Wang Gui's wife, and there are several branch managers and a group of maids down below."

Gu Tingye frowned slightly, expressing confusion, and Minglan smiled and continued, "I think, if all of them are deeply affectionate and affectionate than Jin Jian, the affection is as deep as the sea, and the friendship is priceless," she breathed a sigh of relief, "——

Then I, the mistress, don’t have to mess around anymore.”

All leaders in the world like to be loyal in a straight line and don't like horizontal friendships between their subordinates. Gu Tingye naturally understands this truth; but psychologically, he has not completely transformed the 'Eighth Prince' into a 'King'.

Gu Tingye couldn't keep his face completely straight and burst into laughter. Seeing that he had broken the skill, he dragged Minglan to the bed like a pig, pressed her into his arms, laughed loudly and rubbed her.

Bursts of laughter came faintly to the entrance of the courtyard. Qiuniang suddenly turned pale. The smile on Danju's face was very polite and fake. She smiled and said: "Miss Qiu, if you are in a hurry, I will pass the message for you right now."

go."

"No, no, it's nothing important. I'll go back right now." Qiuniang waved her hands repeatedly and staggered out of Jiaxi Residence.

The author has something to say:

I finished writing a few things in one go, now let’s talk about my bad luck this time.

Around last weekend, they had a three-day holiday because of the Dragon Boat Festival. Guan Guan and Guan Gong planned to find a place to have fun, and finally chose the hometown of Pao Dang Ge's second generation. All their luggage was packed, but unexpectedly, there was a hundred-year drought.

, it had not rained much for several months, but on Saturday, June 3, a heavy rain suddenly started falling in the early morning, and it rained continuously for three days.

Just finished my vacation!!!

I continued to go to work in despair, determined to go out for fun last weekend! Something bad happened again. Just two hours before Guan Gong was going to buy a ticket, Guan Gong was caught by the leader on a business trip again!

Please note that business trips and tourism are completely different concepts!

The beautiful scenery turned into a remote country in an instant, and we encountered traffic jams and other incidents along the way. We also developed conjunctivitis due to contact lenses during the trip. The weekend vacation was once again ruined, and we had to go for an eye exam when we came back!!

Oh my God! What on earth do you mean!

PS: The reason why he is called Pao Dangge is because when his generation was wandering around the world, people gave him the nickname "Big Pao".


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