Quick wear: She has turned over the big guys from all walks of life

Chapter 1389 Famine and Natural Disaster 547
The servants were in place, and Mingyi customized a new plaque for the house, which was delivered to the house five days after the order was made.

Mingyi did not hold any ceremony to hang the plaque. She chose an auspicious time and hung it up herself. From then on, this home that belonged to her was called - Cheng House.

On the day the plaque was hung up, Zhou Ting had some free time, and a secret guard sent him a message, letting him know that his sweetheart had moved to the city. He followed the address given by the secret guard, looked up at the words "Cheng's House" above, and then looked at the location of the house. He couldn't help but give a thumbs up to his careful master.

The prince's mansion and Cheng's house are only separated by an alley. Madam Zhao, who was beside her, must have used some connections to buy this house.

fair enough.

When they get married in the future, she can live in the palace if she wants, or go home if she wants, it’s just a few steps away.

"Master, let me go and see if there is anyone guarding the gate." They couldn't see what was happening inside the yard from outside, so they didn't know if there was anyone guarding the gate.

"No need."

Zhou Ting raised his hand to stop him, walked up the steps, and stood in front of the open door.

An San and Bu Wei followed and stood beside him. Just as they stood still, they saw a servant jogging around the screen wall.

"Ladies and gentlemen, what do you want?" The servant had only been on duty as the gatekeeper for a few days. On normal days, no one came, so he had plenty of free time. Now that someone had come, he looked confused and just followed Madam Zhao's instructions.

Do not offend others, follow the etiquette, and people will not blame you for being polite.

"My master is here to see your master. Please inform him and tell him that Prince Zhou learned that Miss Cheng has moved into a new house and has come to congratulate her." Buwei stepped forward first and negotiated with the servant.

An San's eyes were dim, because this boy's eyesight was too good and he was a step slower.

After hearing this, the servant was skeptical.

The Crown Prince of Zhou is now the king of the northwest and holds all the power. Even if he knows their master, it is impossible for him to come to the door and wait for him to report, right?
"I don't know, do you have any identity token?"

He wanted to get angry but then he suppressed his anger; he should not judge from the perspective of others. Although the person in front of him had poor eyesight, he was a servant of Miss Cheng after all. It would be inappropriate for him to take action so as not to ruin his master's good deeds.

This really made Miss Cheng dissatisfied with him and his master, and he was the one who had to bear the consequences.

"Take a look at the palace's token." Buwei took out his token.

The servant took a look twice, and looked at Buwei repeatedly, indicating that he did not understand; as he had just started working, he lacked experience and knowledge, and as the other party had taken out his identity token, he could not continue to stop him, so he just said.

"Please wait a moment. I will go and report."

"Go quickly and come back soon." Buwei took back the token and put it into his sleeve.

The servant ran to find Madam Zhao and told her what happened at the door. "Madam, please go and take a look yourself. I don't know the man, and I have never seen the token of the palace."

Nanny Zhao just felt a headache. This was the bad thing about having new servants in a new house. After being trained, they still needed some time to adapt themselves. Fortunately it was the prince who came this time. If it was any other powerful clan, their young lady would have lost face.

"Okay, I'll go with you to take a look."

The two of them left in a hurry. The little maid who was working with Zhao Ma looked at each other in bewilderment. They could not keep up and could only continue working.

Walking around the screen wall, he saw the Prince of Zhou standing with his hands behind his back, wearing a casual long robe. He immediately smiled and stepped forward to bow and greet him.

"This servant pays homage to the Crown Prince. I wish you the best of luck."

"Madam Zhao, there's no need to be so polite."

Zhou Tingxu raised his hand and motioned for her to get up.

Aunt Zhao thanked her and stood up, smiling and asking, "Why are you here so suddenly? The master just moved in, and there are many things to do at home, so she is busy in the backyard."

"Take me to see your master." "Yes, Master, please follow me."

Nanny Zhao bowed again and stepped aside to invite him in. After Zhou Ting walked into the yard, she led the way from the right front.

Bringing people into the backyard, Mingyi's yard, Nanny Zhao saw Mingyi sitting in the pavilion in the yard calculating the account books; she not only had to manage the industry in the provincial capital, but also had to inquire about the workshop in Fucheng. She had to go through the account books that had been piled up for several months one by one.

Chunmei sat next to her and helped with the accounting.

Nanny Zhao nodded to Zhou Ting, asking him to stop, and then she quickly walked to Ming Yi's side, "Master, the prince is here."

"Who's here?" Ming Yi was so absorbed in her calculations that she didn't react for a moment. She stared at the account book and asked subconsciously. After she finished asking, she raised her head and asked in surprise, "Zhou Ting is here?"

"Yes, Master, the prince is here. I have brought him here. He is outside the courtyard."

"Please come in, we are all home, why are you waiting outside?"

"Yes, slave, go right away."

They didn't try to suppress the sound of their conversation, and Zhou Ting and An San outside the courtyard could hear it clearly.

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An San chuckled quietly, but Zhou Ting noticed it. He laughed twice and realized something was wrong. He turned his eyes and met the master's deep and cold eyes. The cold light flashed in them, which was frightening. He quickly stopped laughing and pretended to be an honest person who heard nothing and knew nothing.

"Please come in, my lord. The master is waiting for you in the pavilion."

Nanny Zhao came quickly and respectfully invited Zhou Ting in.

An San and Bu Wei took a step forward to follow, but were stopped by Zhou Ting's eyes; the two stopped unconsciously, so they were unable to keep up with Zhou Ting's pace immediately.

Nanny Zhao didn't care about them. She was only responsible for bringing the Prince of Zhou to the pavilion and then quietly left.

Chunmei stood up and saluted, "Your servant greets the prince, hello."

Zhou Ting waved his hand and walked to Ming Yi to sit down; his little girl was busy with her accounts and had no time to pay attention to him. If the mountain doesn't come to me, can I not go to the mountain?

He sat down next to her and glanced at the contents of the account book she was calculating; it was the account book of the workshop in Fucheng. It seemed that she was calculating the accounts of the previous two months. She had been back for a long time and the accounts had not been settled on time, so they were piled up. No wonder she was calculating so seriously that she didn't even have time to pay attention to him when he came.

Chunmei stood there, not knowing whether to sit or not.

"Bring me another abacus." Zhou Ting didn't even raise his head as he picked up an account book and looked through it.

"Yes."

Chunmei breathed a sigh of relief. There was nothing wrong with standing like this, but she didn't want to just stand there. She had to help her master with things. The prince didn't let her sit, so how could she dare to sit? She couldn't do the things at hand. Now that the prince had told her to do something, wasn't she relieved?

At least you won't be stuck in a situation where you can't move forward or backward.

moment.

Chunmei took out a new abacus and handed it to him with both hands, "My Lord, this is the abacus you wanted."

"Well, sit down and continue working." He pulled the abacus in front of him, moved it up and down a few times, and adjusted the position of the beads; his eyes were fixed on the numbers in the account book, and he calculated blindly.

For a moment, the only sound that could be heard was the clacking of abacus in the pavilion.

Chunmei's scalp tingled when she heard this. The prince actually helped his master to calculate the accounts. This was something she had never seen in those years in Fucheng.

Zhou Ting calculated quickly and wrote down the results on the back of a page. In just half an hour, he had finished calculating an account book.