Hearing this, Xiang Zhirou felt as if she had been struck by lightning. She froze on the spot, at a loss.
Then his cheeks turned red, his eyes fogged up, and an uncontrollable feeling of panic surged in his heart.
"Are these words true?" The urgency in Xiang Zhirou's words was beyond words.
When Xiaohong saw this, she immediately became anxious and said quickly: "Don't worry, Miss. Gu everyone said that they are in love with each other and have not agreed to any marriage contract."
"Those matchmakers often come here to take advantage of the excitement and then return in despair."
Hearing this, the panic and anxiety on Xiang Zhirou's face subsided a little, but she still frowned and said: "No, I can't sit still and wait for death like this anymore."
"I will compile a letter and send it to the Gu Mansion in Xiang Yun's name."
"Xiang...Xiang Yun? Who is Xiang Yun?"
Xiaohong was obviously stunned when she heard this.
“Don’t ask any questions, just do it.”
"promise."
…
Gu Mansion.
Spring has passed, which means that the harsh spring cold of early autumn has passed, and the weather is gradually getting warmer.
In Huainan City, people's clothing gradually changed from heavy and bloated mink fur and brocade velvet to light and comfortable.
For example, at this moment, Gu Beichuan, wearing a moon-white silk dress, was lying leisurely on the lounge chair in the main hall, feeling the warm spring sun.
Over the past few days, Feihong's business has gradually been on the right track, with all departments performing their duties and cooperating with each other.
And his few incompetent disciples all graduated from high school one after another, and for a while they had nothing to do, and it was rare for them to relax.
Of course, since the news about Shen Liangfu and others' high school came, people from the Gu family have been visiting all the time.
It's just that they are all blocked out of the house by Uncle Fu, and only those with close friendship can see his true appearance.
"Master, someone wants to see you."
"No." Hearing this, Gu Beichuan frowned slightly. He really said that Cao Cao had arrived, but the warm sunshine in spring was so rare. This kind of time is extremely pleasant and cannot be disturbed by others.
"He's from Prince Jing's Mansion."
Hearing this, Gu Beichuan frowned even more tightly. She thought to herself that it was no wonder that Uncle Fu couldn't make up his mind. It was actually someone from Prince Jing's palace.
But as far as he knew, he and Prince Jing Xiang Qingfeng had no contact since that famous poetry meeting in Huainan, but he didn't know why someone came to Prince Jing's palace at this moment.
"Please come to the living room and I will see you in person."
No matter who the visitor is, the signboard of Prince Jing's Mansion deserves his caution.
After all, no matter how famous he is now, he is just a white guy.
Compared with the current King Jing, he is really like a cloud of mud.
However, if Shen Liangfu and others take office one after another. Even if Feihong has connections in the court, he won't have to be so timid about many things.
After a while, Gu Mansion's living room.
Gu Beichuan looked at the person and frowned.
Because he vaguely remembered this person. When Xiang Bai came to Feihong Restaurant, this woman was with him and her words were quite harsh.
"Slave Xiaohong, I have met Mr. Gu."
In the past, Xiaohong thought Gu Beichuan was nothing. Although she was a maid, she was born in Prince Jing's palace, so it would not be a problem for her to behave in an unruly manner in front of him.
Now I absolutely no longer have such thoughts.
This is a great talent who can teach the number one scholar! The entire Huainan literary world, even his own young lady, fell in love with him.
Maybe, that’s my future uncle! How can I be offended!
Hearing this, Gu Beichuan also bowed his hands and did not look down upon her because she was a maid.
"May I ask Miss Xiao Hong, why did you come to look for me?"
"It's nothing serious, it's just that my lady is editing a letter, and I have been specially asked to hand it over to everyone."
"Your lady?"
"My young lady is Xiang Zhi...Xiang Yun."
"It turns out to be Miss Xiang Yun." Gu Beichuan recalled the pretty figure he met at the annual meeting in his mind, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
After taking the letter and opening it, I was immediately surprised.
"Miss Xiang Yun hosted a family banquet and invited me to the banquet?" Gu Beichuan looked surprised, so he asked.
Xiaohong was also surprised when she heard this, but remembering the shy look on the lady's face when she handed the letter to him, she nodded and said, "Not bad."
When Gu Beichuan heard this, he fell into embarrassment for a moment.
You know, the people of Daqian are simple and honest.
A normal woman should not leave the front door or take any steps forward. If someone sees her body, her innocence will be ruined. At worst, she will cry all day long, or at worst, she will commit suicide.
In this context, prepare a family dinner and invite strange men who have only met once to the dinner.
If word spreads, I'm afraid it will bring a bad reputation to Miss Xiang.
Seeing Gu Beichuan's hesitation, Xiao Hong said hurriedly: "Before leaving, the young lady warned you repeatedly and sincerely that I hope everyone will come to the banquet."
Hearing this, Gu Beichuan was stunned again.
I thought that they might have something important to discuss with me, but maybe I was thinking wrongly.
Then he nodded and said solemnly: "Gu, please go back and tell Miss Xiang Yun that Beichuan will attend the banquet on time."
When Xiaohong heard this, she was happy and exited the Gu Mansion.
…
Three days later, Prince Jing’s Mansion.
When it comes to the whole of Huainan, there is no one more noble than Prince Jing.
But Prince Jing was obsessed with the military and often slept in the military camp for military training and stayed up at night.
Therefore, the most distinguished person in Prince Jing's palace became Xiang Zhirou.
On weekdays, the servants and maids in the entire mansion racked their brains and thoughts on how to serve the master well.
But today... things were somewhat beyond their control.
Because in the past, Xiang Zhirou, who had never touched Yang Chun Shui since she came to Prince Jing's Mansion, actually wanted to cook herself!
How can this work!
In the kitchen, the old housekeeper was kneeling on the ground, with tears in his eyes, and said in a sobbing tone: "My young master, just be okay and go back to the room to rest."
"Whatever do you want to eat? Tell me. Not to mention things that fly in the sky or swim in the water. Whatever we have, I will help my little master find it even if I risk my life."
"It's just about cooking for yourself, why don't we forget about it?"
When Xiang Zhirou heard this, she immediately shook her head and said firmly, "No, I have to cook today's meal myself."
"But since ancient times, there has been a saying that a gentleman stays far away from the chef."
"Those kitchen knives are even sharper. If they hurt the little master's body, the old man will definitely die."
"What's wrong with being a gentleman? I'm just a weak woman. It's normal to cook a meal for guests."
As soon as these words came out, it was like a thunderbolt from the blue, hitting the old housekeeper so hard that he was dumbfounded and could not recover for a long time.
"Little...little master, you cook in person, just to entertain guests?"
"Yes~"
After getting the affirmative answer, the old housekeeper felt a huge wave of emotions in his heart.
I thought to myself, given the status of the young master, how noble should this legendary guest be?
You know, even their Prince Jing has never seen the young master treat him so kindly!
Could it be... someone from the palace?
