The two parties agreed that the 208 people from Taojiazhuangzi would wait outside Tai'anfang on the next day, and Chu Qing would tell them what they should do.
After Chu Qing and Fu San left, they walked back to the capital.
"Three children." Chu Qing walked for a walk, but those crescent-like eyes always appeared in his mind: "That maid, the maid who said she would give you twenty big-eared posts, what do you think? Does it look good?"
"With a veil, you can't see clearly."
"The veil only covers half of the face, it's not like the whole plastic bag covers the head."
Fu San said in a tone like someone who has experienced it before: "Master, some women here cover half of their faces. It makes you feel unbearable to see them. But after you take off the veil, you realize that they are so stupid. They always spend a lot of money." He died unjustly.”
Chu Qing looked sideways.
First of all, it’s true that there are half-faces. There are many young ladies wearing masks in later generations. They look like one, but once the mask is taken off, they are completely different.
Secondly, money is always wasted. What does this mean?
That half of the beautiful face still appeared in Chu Qing's mind, and he murmured: "But that half of the face, and those eyes, are so nice, she must be a beauty."
Fu San laughed and said, "Master, if you don't like this tune, I will win money in the house in a few days. I will accompany you to the Xiangnuang Pavilion in Liuhe to play. They are all wearing veils. I guarantee that you will have a good time." .”
Chu Qing suddenly realized that this was where Fu San's money had been spent.
"Come on, what you said is like opening a blind box. We won't use this persona anymore. We need to be positive and positive. We must have a face that cares about the country and the people. You understand."
"Master, what is positive energy?"
"He has a face that is concerned about the country and the people."
"I seem to understand."
"You know shit."
"How come I don't understand." Fu San sighed slightly and looked in the direction of the capital: "It's night, and I wonder if the madam of Huiyin Tower...that girl Huiyu is being treated so well. Hey, the world is unfair, how can we let Huiyu Such a beauty stays alone in her empty boudoir."
After finishing speaking, Fu San laughed at Chu Qing: "Master, that's what you mean."
"You are so worried about the country and the people. You are obviously going to get a health care."
"But that's what civil servants in the DPRK are like. Civil servants worry about the country and the people all day long."
Chu Qing opened his mouth and then gave a thumbs up: "Enterprise-level understanding, full marks, nothing wrong with me at all."
"Young master, if you put it this way, if I had spent some money at the border, I might have been able to work as a civil servant. If things go wrong, I could be a fifth-grade official now."
"You can pull it off. Don't talk about the fifth grade. You're already in trouble at the seventh grade."
Fukusan even said: "Others can do it, why can't I do it?"
"Let me ask you, when you go to that Huiyin Tower, how many people do you call at a time?"
"One."
"Then it's over. Seventh-grade people should start with at least seven. Otherwise, they will be sorry for their own grade. Eight for sixth-grade, nine for fifth-grade, and so on."
"It turns out that the ranks are divided like this. No wonder the civil servants are as thin as wild dogs." Fu San took a breath, with admiration on his face: "This civil servant is really not something ordinary people can do. He is so powerful."
"That's necessary." Chu Qing laughed loudly: "I used to be young and ignorant. I rarely went to that place, but I went there a lot. People would think that we were civil servants. Besides, we are so poor that we still go to whoring. .”
"Young master, what you said is wrong. The young one goes and it doesn't cost any money, but the old madam has to pay the younger one. Doesn't that count as prostitution?"
"It's fine if you don't give me money, but you still have to pay for it?!" Chu Qing looked shocked: "Master, I take back what I just said. Based on your remarks, you are more than enough to be a minister of the Ministry of Revenue, let alone a civil servant." .”
"Young Master, you love me so much. No wonder you are so desperate to be an official. Your emotions are driven by this, and you make others envious."
"Ha ha ha ha."
The two of them looked wretched, and began to arrange the civil servants in the court again.
At this time, in Tao's house, Tao Ruolin, the real eldest lady of the Tao family, was talking to Bihua about Chu Qing's master and servant.
In the back garden, Tao Ruolin put on a light gauze. Bihua played with the stone lock and teased: "Just let it go as you like. If you have to change into the maid's clothes to join in the fun, even the slaves will find it difficult."
"I always tell you, but you don't understand. As for people, you have to spend your days happily and laughing. Naturally, you have to join in on the fun."
"He's just the son of a minister who has lost his position. How interesting is that."
"If I go, it will be interesting. If you go, of course it will be boring." Tao Ruolin pointed to the copper hammer on the weapon rack: "You are playing with a set of copper hammers. I haven't seen you play with hammers for a long time."
"Just play with a hammer, okay." Bihua let go of the stone lock and walked towards the weapon rack.
"Bihua, how do you think Mr. Chu can complete the renovation of Taowu Palace in just a few months?"
"Hey, miss, you don't understand this building thing, but my servants do. Normally, when farmers build a house, their servants will help. Just say that short house, it will take seven or eight days at least, let alone the palace. The palace in it.”
Weighing the copper hammer in his hand, Bihua was slightly confused: "Miss, don't you know that the position of the left minister of the Ministry of Industry is not guaranteed? Why do you want to meddle in this business? It can't really be because Mr. Chu treats the guards well."
"I originally wanted to drive them away, but just now I suddenly thought of something."
"What's up?"
"After the new king ascended the throne, he couldn't wait to replace the ministers who were loyal to the Supreme Emperor. Thirteen officials were dismissed from the ranks of fifth-rank and above officials. Now there are only four left. One is the Captain of Shangqingche who has the title of Lord. , there is Anlong Zhongzhou Biejia who is in the fifth rank, there is one who is serving in the Sixth Bureau of the Province in the palace, and the other one is Chu Wensheng, the left minister of the Ministry of Industry."
Bi Hua used the copper hammer in her hand to make the tiger angry, and said without blushing or out of breath: "I don't understand, you'd better say it clearly."
"Do you know the similarities between these four people?"
"How do you know, slave?"
"You have the ability." Tao Ruolin put away her smile and said quietly: "They are all capable people. The eyes of this new king who has just ascended the throne are bright. The government hall is full of wine bags and rice bags, there are many aristocratic families, and the capital is full of people. They are empty-talking scholars. The new monarch is eager for talents and cherishes talents. How can he really demote these capable people to common people? It's just that the time has not come yet. This Chu Mansion cannot be defeated. It just looks like it will be destroyed. Just pour it down."
Bihua put down the bronze hammer and asked in confusion: "But I am also the prince's master, why do we fawn over this Young Master Chu?"
"How can it be flattery? If it is flattery, why bother asking for wages? It's just a good relationship."
"My servant feels that Mr. Chu is not like a fuel-efficient lamp. He looks soft, but his eyes are full of ruthlessness, but he is trying his best to hide it. Just now he said that he would take care of the eldest young master, and also asked the eldest young master to If I slap you, I think he is talking nonsense, but those eyes don’t look like him. In short, this person is not a good man or woman."
At this point, Bihua's face was full of confusion: "The eldest young master is the young minister of Dali Temple. Not to mention Mr. Chu, even Wen Sheng would call him "sir" when he saw the eldest young master. How dare he brag like this? Could it be that the eldest young master has something to do with it? It fell into his hands."
"How could this happen?" Tao Ruolin threw the sweat towel over and said with a wry smile: "Brother, it's not like you don't know where the handle comes from. The eldest brother has always kept his eyes high. I guess Mr. Chu is really capable of something. That’s why my eldest brother admired him so much.”
"Miss, I'm not a talkative slave. Master, young lady, and young master, these masters are all kind-hearted, but the people in the court are all coquettish people. Don't let others be fooled. You can't stay in the village all day. Come on, go back to the house and walk around more so that you can give me some advice, they will listen to you the most."
"I'm not going." Tao Ruolin said angrily: "I helped my father become the prince's young master, and helped my eldest brother become the young minister of Dali Temple. Even that silly little sister became proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. A young talented girl can't always take care of them, and this girl always has to live her own life."
Bihua was embarrassed to say anything.
She didn't think Tao Ruolin had anything serious to do every day. She just wrote poems and paintings, or went to the village to climb trees and fish with a group of kids. She was quite happy, but she felt... nothing serious.
"By the way, have the people from the Jingzhong Competition List found out? I am so curious that I have been thinking about who compared my poems all day long."
"Found it." Bihua took a big bowl and drank a lot of water. After drinking tons and tons, he wiped his mouth and said: "The Ministry of Household Affairs went to an agency, and it was he who followed Qiu Wanshan to Zui Lailou that day. , that poem should have been written by him."
"But didn't Xiaoliu say that he was a young man?"
"Yes, you know better than anyone about the affairs of officials in the capital. That Qiu Wanshan cannot write poems, and his reputation is even worse. If a great Confucian scholar wants to associate with him, 80% of his poems will be written by the Prime Minister."
"Could it be that Wenquxing really descended to earth? What is that person's name?"
"My surname is Chu, I don't know what my name is."
"What are the physical characteristics?"
Bi Hua recalled for a moment: "Xiao Liu asked someone, and he said that there was a guard following Shu Cheng. He had a fierce look, and there was a frightening scar on his face. He always looked around with evil intentions when he walked. It's like walking in the army..."
Bihua was stunned mid-sentence and couldn't continue.
Tao Ruolin was full of energy: "Is it him?"
Bihua looked suspicious: "It doesn't look like that. Mr. Chu, does he have such literary talent?"
Tao Ruolin laughed: "It's really interesting. Tomorrow, I will go with the banker to find Mr. Chu, so I know he is an interesting person."
"It's so interesting." Bihua changed Tao Ruolin's tea and said carelessly: "I thought that the guard was much more interesting than him, so stupidly, I actually showed the knife. It was majestic and evil. There must be something in my hand. There were a lot of lives lost.”
Tao Ruolin was stunned for a moment, then looked strange: "Bihua, you can't be..."
Bihua's big face turned red and she shook her head repeatedly: "You can say whatever you want, I can say what you want. Miss, you are thinking wrong again."
"How do you know what I'm thinking?"
"Oh, I just want that guard to be a good man with a strong spirit. If you are looking for a husband, you should look for someone like this. If you are suppressed by this man..."
"Hey, don't say any more. What are you thinking about? It's nonsense." Tao Ruolin said with a look of disgust: "He looks like a barbarian, but not as good as Mr. Chu. At least he looks upright."
"Small body like a chicken."
