Ji Feifei waited hard all night. When she learned that Qi Chengxu had left Changle Yuan, she immediately asked Ju Qing to invite him, but she was still rejected.
Juqing didn't even see his face.
The candles in Ji Feifei's room were burning all night. The next day, Juqing came into the room and called her. He saw her sitting on the bed with her eyes straightened and she couldn't help but tremble.
"Aunt, aunt?"
Ji Feifei's eyes were dark, her fingers were curled up and she clenched her fingers tightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Give me a change of clothes and make-up, and go pay my respects to my mother."
After one night, Ji Feifei thought clearly that she was not a self-pitying person. Now that she had entered the Wuding Hou Mansion, there would be a place for her here.
Ji Feifei adapted well to the Wuding Marquis Mansion. Although she could not get close to Qi Chengxu for the time being, she got along well with the Li family.
But Ji Shu didn't care about this. Apart from paying attention to the shop, she would visit the old lady every now and then.
"Ah! Don't come here... all of you, get out of here, get out of here!"
Across the gauze curtain, Mrs. Qi was talking in her sleep on the bed, waving her arms in the air.
Ji Shu looked at it indifferently and asked Song's mother: "Has she been like this these days?"
"Yes, she is getting more and more crazy. She keeps saying that she dreamed of someone claiming her life, and that the Lord of Hell would take away her life span and so on..."
Song's mother looked at Ji Shu with fear on her face. They were all things that the young lady got from nowhere, and they actually drove the old lady crazy.
Sometimes she even wondered whether Mrs. Qi was really dreaming, or whether she was smelling the incense burner. In short, Mother Song was also scared.
Ji Shu turned around and took Mother Song to the side room.
"The twentieth of this month is the birthday banquet of the old Marquis. There will be many guests coming to the house to celebrate his birthday. I want you to..."
After Ji Shu murmured, Song's mother's eyes widened and she waved her hands in panic.
"Young Madam, this, this is too difficult, how about this old slave..."
"You don't want to see your son anymore?"
Ji Shu took out a stack of family letters from his sleeve. Mother Song stretched out her hand to grab it, but Ji Shu raised her hand to avoid it.
She patted Mother Song's face and said gently: "I believe in mother's ability. She is already half crazy. This matter is not difficult for you."
"After the matter is completed, I will give you a large sum of money, let you take your son to the state capital to settle down, and even give him a ninth-grade official."
Mother Song’s eyes were so bright that she couldn’t stop nodding while holding her palms, “I will definitely make it happen for you!!”
boom--
There was a strange movement outside the ear room. Ji Shu turned around and shouted: "Qing Tan!"
After a few bangs and sounds outside, it fell into silence. Song's mother looked outside the house in fear, only to see Qingtan carrying a Taoist nun in.
"Young Madam, please spare me, Young Madam, I didn't hear anything!"
Song's mother breathed a sigh of relief, "Madam, she is the Taoist nun the old lady found. She knows how to pretend."
"Yes, yes! I am a charlatan! I just want to make some living money! Madam, please spare me!"
The Taoist nun knelt on the ground and shivered. She didn't expect that she would hear the secrets of the back house while strolling around.
Ji Shu narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, then chuckled, "Charlatan... please do me a favor. I won't argue with you about today's matter, and I'll give you a favor."
"Pindao help! Help!"
After leaving the Fushou Garden, Ji Shu whispered to Qingtan, "Find a few people to keep an eye on the two of them."
"Miss, don't worry, slave, don't worry."
In the early summer of May, the battle between Weihaiguan and Wala was officially declared a victory. It was rumored that the general Zhenguo and the third prince had led their troops back to Beijing to receive the title. The letter of surrender from Wala would be delivered by the mission in the future along with the tributes handed over.
Wudinghou Mansion was in the limelight for a while, and within three days Ji Shu received more than ten greeting cards.
In the front yard of the building, Ji Shu just asked the concierge to send the newly delivered post back the same way, when Li and Ji Feifei came.
Li: "What?"
"Madam, it's a greeting card from Duke Wu's mansion. The young lady ordered it to be sent back."
Ji Feifei said with a smile: "I heard that many people from the capital come to the house to submit posts, even Jingkang Bo's house, where he and his mother have always been at odds. But my sister didn't confiscate any of them and actually withdrew them all. What's going on? No. Those who know better think that our Marquis Mansion looks down on others."
Mrs. Li grabbed the invitations and rushed into the building, "Ms. Ji, why did you withdraw these invitations without permission! What a great opportunity it was to have Xu'er come into contact with those adults, but you almost ruined them all! "
"Mother-in-law doesn't know the pros and cons, so don't get involved."
Ji Shu glanced at the concierge, who stepped forward and snatched the greeting card from Mrs. Li's hand and ran out.
"you--"
Ji Shu hurried before Li and said, "No matter how many invitations you send, we cannot accept them. These people are congratulating the eldest brother. If the Marquis can accept it, it is wrong for the second master to accept it. It is not right to welcome them in so impatiently. When it reached the ears of the Emperor, it was an act intended to form a clique for personal gain. What’s more, the second master is still guilty, what will the Emperor think?"
Mrs. Li calmed down and glared at Ji Feifei, "It's all you! I was so confused that I didn't think about it. Thanks to Shu'er!"
She patted her chest, thankful that she wasn't excited. Ji Feifei's head felt hot and she shook her body in anger.
Just as he was talking, the concierge who had just been here came back and brought back a message: "Young Madam, Madam, the Second Master is back and he has brought guests!"
"What guest?"
As Ji Shu spoke, he stood up and looked outside the room. He saw Qi Chengxu leading a well-dressed, jade-faced young man coming here from the corridor near the screen wall.
Li asked the concierge: "Who is that person?"
"The younger one heard the second master calling him 'Mr. Zhao'."
Ji Shu said calmly: "That is Zhao Kuo, the grandson of Zhao Shoufu's younger brother."
"It's him!" Mrs. Li's face tightened, her teeth itching with hatred. It was this man who caused her to lose five thousand taels of silver! We also lost a promising store!
"Why are Xu'er playing with him! It's so inappropriate!"
Mrs. Li took Ji Feifei back to the backyard and told Ji Shu: "You watch the second master here, don't let the Zhao family deceive him too! Get him away as soon as possible!"
As soon as Li left, Qi Chengxu led Zhao Kuo into Baoxia.
"Shu'er! Come and meet Mr. Zhao. Brother Zhao, this is the Ji family of Zhuo Jing."
"Mrs. Qi Er! I've heard of my name for a long time, but this is the first time I've met her. Her business skills are outstanding, her vision is unique and she is experienced in handling affairs. She is truly a woman who can't be compared to other women."
"Mr. Zhao, you're welcome. You are also very powerful. Ruifuxuan has suffered a huge loss and cannot make ends meet. It is currently taking off the brand and I don't know when it will be able to get up."
"Hahaha, it's all a misunderstanding. I've already explained it to Brother Qi."
Qi Chengxu called Ji Shu aside and said, "He promised me on the way here just now that he could pay back all Ruifuxuan's losses."
Ji Shu looked back at Zhao Kuo and said with a smile:
"I don't understand how Mr. Zhao is doing things like this. Is he just thinking it's fun? Do you want to have fun with the Marquis Mansion?"
