However, Fu Tingxue took good care of the house. In just a few days, he renovated this huge house. It was completely unrecognizable that it had been idle for more than ten years.
When they arrived at Ji Lingxiao's yard, they saw many servants waiting at the door.
As soon as a few people stepped into the courtyard, everyone knelt down and saluted them.
A group of people gathered in unison. When they knelt down to salute, they buried their heads tightly in their chests, and their twitching heads looked thick and thick.
Seeing the servants Fu Tingxue prepared, Ji Wanrong didn't ask them to get up, and Zhou Zhiruo didn't say anything either. In the end, it was Ji Lingxiao who called them up.
Zhou Zhiruo looked at the people in front of her calmly. There were five boys and three maids serving in the main courtyard. They had good features and looked honest and honest, not like people with evil thoughts.
She nodded slightly, and then said: "In addition to the people who serve in the main courtyard, are there housekeepers in the house?"
As soon as she finished speaking, a faint female voice came from behind her: "It's not easy to find a qualified housekeeper."
When Ji Wanrong heard this voice, a smile spread across her eyes and brows. She turned around quickly and saw Fu Tingxue wearing a dark blue robe.
Next to Fu Tingxue stood a smiling old man, and on the other side stood Zhao Runchu.
On the side, Mo Jiecheng saw Zhao Runchu, his hands slowly clenched into fists, and his eyebrows were furrowed as if he could pinch a fly.
Ji Wanrong hurriedly stepped forward: "Hall Master Fu is free to come over today. How is your hand recovering? You are not wearing your black clothes today?"
Fu Tingxue listened and smiled: "I couldn't find a reliable housekeeper originally, but Runchu said that there was an old man in charge of the house in his former villa. He knew everything about it, and he happened to be in the capital. I hurriedly saw him today. Sent."
When Zhao Runchu heard this, he smiled gently at Ji Wanrong.
"Look, thanks to you, my hand is completely healed. You are moving house today and there is a happy event in your family, so naturally you can no longer wear the black robe as before."
After she finished speaking, she raised her hand without hesitation in front of everyone.
The five fingers, the fingernails were dyed bright red, shining in the dazzling sunlight.
Now that her hand is healed, the aura around her is no longer as gloomy as before.
Ji Lingxiao, who was sitting aside, listened. Although he didn't speak, his eyes lit up.
He looked at Ji Wanrong's back, with a smile in his eyes, and slowly put his hands on his thighs.
If he waits until his leg heals, he will definitely join the army again, but this time it will not be for the Nanyang Marquis Mansion, nor for the glory of his ancestors as Ji Chengde said.
This time, it was for himself and the people he cared about.
After hearing this, Mo Jiecheng cleared his throat, snorted coldly, and corrected: "It was Ji Wanrong's brother who moved the house, not Ji Wanrong."
"If Hall Master Fu can't find a housekeeper, he can tell me as soon as possible. How can a housekeeper be found by someone whose identity is unknown?"
Fu Tingxue's mouth twitched after hearing this.
Why did she feel that when the famous King Han spoke, sourness filled the sky?
Everyone chatted for a few words in the yard and then walked to the flower hall.
Ji Wanrong looked at Fu Tingxue next to her with her peripheral vision. She ran Miaoshou Hall, but judging from her recent efficiency and methods, Ji Wanrong did not think that she only had one Miaoshou Hall.
She remembered the doubts she had been having, and then found a reason to go out alone with Fu Tingxue.
After the screen had retreated, Ji Wanrong spoke straight to the point: "Tingxue, I heard that you are very capable and well-connected. I have a few questions to ask you."
Fu Tingxue paused slightly while taking out her sleeves, then raised her head to look at her: "Ask."
"Have you ever heard of Xie Xijun? She is my mother. It is said that she died in childbirth when I was born. I have never met her and I have no idea of her identity."
"But when I asked my grandmother, she would only say that I was sorry for her, and then she would remain silent. I once sent someone to inquire about her, and she was told that she was an orphan, her parents were unknown, and she was brought back to the capital by Ji Chengde. But if this is the case , how did she get such a big house?"
"If it were just Nanyang Marquis Mansion and Ji Chengde, they wouldn't be able to acquire such a big house, but how did she, an orphan, get it?"
What bothered Ji Wanrong was actually what Ji Lingxiao said.
Ji Lingxiao said that she looked very similar to her mother, but the original owner's appearance was exactly the same as her previous life.
If they look alike, it means that they look very much like the original owner's mother.
Fu Tingxue's expression gradually became more serious as she listened, and she frowned slightly.
"I have never heard of this name before. I thought this huge house was privately rewarded by your brother for his meritorious service on the frontier, but I never thought it belonged to your mother."
"No one has lived in this house before, and there are not even rumors about the owner of the house. The expensive house has been idle for more than ten years, and it has caused people in the capital to talk about it. It would be strange if this house belonged to your mother, but Don’t worry, I’ll send someone to check first.”
Ji Wanrong heard Fu Tingxue say that she didn't know. Although she had been prepared, she was still slightly disappointed, but she also knew that this kind of thing could not be rushed.
She remembered another thing and asked again: "Then do you know Master Jiuyun?"
When he mentioned Master Jiuyun, Fu Tingxue suddenly laughed: "Why did you suddenly mention this person? If I'm not mistaken, he had already disappeared when you were born."
Ji Wanrong looked at the mysterious smile on her face and knew something was going on: "What are you laughing at?"
"Because I was lucky enough to meet him once. Although he is far away from the mortal world, he is still very graceful and handsome. I only met him once, but I will never forget him."
Fu Tingxue squinted her eyes, raised her head and sighed.
"Exceptionally handsome? How beautiful is that?"
Ji Wanrong felt that Fu Tingxue was a person who had seen the world and had first-class aesthetics. If she said so, she must be very handsome.
But saying that such a charming and graceful person, who was born into a noble family, cut off the mortal world and converted to Buddhism is a bit surprising.
Fu Tingxue touched her chin, clasped her hands together and placed them on her chest. Her eyes were full of little stars, as if she was remembering.
Ji Wanrong slowly perked up his ears with some expectation in his heart.
But he heard Fu Tingxue's infatuated voice slowly ringing in his ears: "She is probably as good-looking as your husband, His Highness Prince Han, but their styles are different."
"How many people in the capital today ignore King Han's bad temper and are obsessed with him. At that time, how many people were obsessed with Master Jiuyun. There were even some bold women who said wildly that they could give Master Jiuyun a child. It’s time to die without regrets.”
The corners of Ji Wanrong's mouth twitched suddenly.
She suddenly realized that Fu Tingxue's aesthetics might still have some problems.
"Since he was so famous decades ago, why did he disappear overnight and disappear, as if this person no longer exists in the world?"
Ji Wanrong continued to ask.
She felt that there must be something behind the disappearance of Master Jiuyun.
