Ninefold above

Chapter 61
Lu Chengfeng didn't ask Xie Jiuxiao exactly what he exchanged for the Immortal Grass. She is not a posturing person, and she needs this medicinal herb right now.

After Xie Jiuxiao left, Qing Feng followed into the door, Lu Chengfeng played with the dry grass for a while, smiled inexplicably, and said, "Although I got the things, I still have to test whether Han Shushan still cares about the child."

Qingfeng thought to himself: "But it's not his own flesh and blood after all, for someone else's son, I always feel a little weird."

Lu Chengfeng lowered his head, couldn't see his expression clearly, and said, "It's really unbelievable to hear, but you can tell if it's true or not after you try it."

Qing Feng said: "How does master want to do it?"

Lu Chengfeng smiled, his eyes were playful and indifferent: "Release the news and see if Han Shushan is hooked."

Qing Feng pondered and said: "But if it's such a big fanfare, I'm afraid it will attract others to covet it."

Lu Chengfeng lightly tapped the table with his fingers, and said: "There is a good place, Xiaoyao City, where there are mixed fish and dragons, and it is not unusual for anything to appear, and it can also deceive people's eyes and ears. Wait for three days."

Xiaoyao City will not open until three days later.

At dawn the next day, people from Hu's residence came.

The housekeeper Ding Bo waited modestly in the hall for a while. Lu Chengfeng turned into the inner hall from the back garden. He remembered Hu Rong's words and bowed respectfully: "I have met Miss Lu."

Lu Chengfeng smiled faintly: "Why is Ding Bo here? But what does Uncle Hu want?"

Ding Bo said: "My master told me to send someone over to Miss Lu."

Lu Chengfeng looked puzzled.

Ding Bo turned sideways, and behind him stood a tall and thin man of about 35, with his head slightly lowered. When Ding Bo mentioned him, he took a step forward and saluted, "Zhuo San has seen the master."

Under Lu Chengfeng's puzzled expression, Ding Bo explained: "The master said that there is a shortage of people in the girl's house. He has been choosing Zhuo San from the Hu family for a few days. Zhuo San is an old man in the Hu family. Serving by the master's side is my own family."

Lu Chengfeng didn't expect Hu Rong to think so much about her, his heart was warm, and he said with a smile: "Please tell Uncle Ding, Uncle Hu Chengfeng's good intentions turned out to be disrespectful, and he will definitely come to the door some other day."

Ding Bo smiled: "The master also said that the girl is busy with her own work, and she will go when she is really free."

Lu Chengfeng sent people out: "Uncle Hu even guessed what I said?"

Ding Bo nodded and followed with a smile: "The master regards the girl as half a daughter. There is no father who doesn't understand his daughter."

Lu Chengfeng walked to the door and stopped. After the people left, he turned back to look at Zhuo San who was waiting in the distance.

Lu Chengfeng knew that since Hu Rong personally selected and sent the person, he must be a reliable and trustworthy person.

Lu Chengfeng walked back, Zhuo San bent slightly to wait, and followed Lu Chengfeng into the hall.

She looked at people: "What will happen?"

Zhuo San lowered his eyes: "The little ones can do everything."

"Accounts at home, trivial matters?"

"I know a little bit."

When he answered, he was humble and polite, neither humble nor overbearing, even though he was a servant, he didn't show any timidity. If you think you understand this a little bit, I'm afraid it's a word of humility.

Lu Chengfeng looked at the strength of his arms and legs, and raised his eyebrows lightly: "Do you know martial arts?"

"I have practiced martial arts since childhood."

Lu Chengfeng said: "Since Uncle Hu sent you here, you should know what it means."

Zhuo San looked up at her with a respectful expression: "I know, the girl will be the master in the future."

Lu Chengfeng didn't say anything, and entered the back garden.

The next day.

After noon, today's weather was colder than the previous few days. Lu Chengfeng was sitting by the fire in the house, adding charcoal with tongs, and at the other end of the chair, Wutong was holding the accounts and reporting to her one by one. Finally, he closed the account and handed it to Lu Chengfeng, saying: "The business in the building has gradually improved after winter. Now, excluding the daily expenses in the building, I can earn more than 200 taels of silver a day. I put all the money in Baoqin Bank. No. Baoqian Bank is a well-known big bank in Yasukuni, and there are branches all over the country. If the lady needs money, she can exchange it at any time."

After Wutong finished speaking, he handed over the stored bills to the side: "The business was not good at the beginning, so I posted some silver, and now all my belongings are here."

Lu Chengfeng took the account book with one hand, put down the pliers, opened it to read a few pages, then closed it, and picked up the bill to check. In just a few months, there were already twelve thousand silver in the account.

Lu Chengfeng put down the receipt and looked at Wutong: "You have worked hard during this period."

Wutong replied: "Wutong doesn't feel hard, it's fun."

Wutong's words are sincere. She used to laugh and pick up guests at the Wanchun Building, and she lived every day not for herself, and she couldn't see what tomorrow will look like. But she cast herself in Lu Chengfeng's house, as if she had a sustenance, even though she still doesn't know tomorrow How, but she knew that she had a place to go.

Wutong thought for a while and said: "Miss, although the business in the building is pretty good now, I think it can be better. I want to hold a flower banquet next month to make the name of Tongque Tower more famous."

Lu Chengfeng didn't understand business, but since she mentioned it, there must be something to help, and said, "What should I do?"

Wu Tong said: "On the day of the Flower Night Banquet, I also hope that Miss can attend to make her famous."

Lu Chengfeng didn't understand what she meant, and said with a smile: "You want me to take Xie Jiuxiao there?"

Wu Tong pursed his lips and smiled: "Second Master Xie is notoriously picky in Yanjing, if he can come to Tongque Tower, it will be a living sign."

Lu Chengfeng didn't speak for a while.

Wutong waited for a while, and his expression became slightly puzzled. Lu Chengfeng didn't know what to think of, so he smiled and said nothing.

Indus whispered: "Miss?"

Lu Chengfeng regained his senses, put away his smile, and said, "I see."

The matter was thus settled.

Wutong also talked about some other ideas about business. Now that money is tight, since Lu Chengfeng has decided to hand over the management to her, he naturally trusts her, and it's all up to her to make up her mind.

Wutong stayed at the mansion for half a day, and left after dinner. After the meal, Lu Chengfeng planned to write a letter of greeting and asked Qingfeng to send it to Xie's house.

On the second day, when the sun was sinking on the western mountain and the lights were on, a carriage stopped at the gate of Xie's mansion.

Lu Chengfeng was wearing a dark embroidered winter jacket plain skirt, wrapped in a dark red satin cloak bought yesterday, and a white rabbit fur collar against the cold winter night. After getting off the car, Zhuo San handed her a small and exquisite hand stove warm up.

After the beginning of winter, it gets colder day by day, and people shiver with the cold after exposing their hands outside for a long time.

The housekeeper had been waiting for a long time, and hastily welcomed the person inside, walked through the vestibule, and saw Xie Yunqian standing by the lake from a distance, talking to the people in the house.

Xie Yunqian waved people to step back, and came forward: "Miss Lu."

Lu Chengfeng said: "Thank you, Young Master."

Xie Yunqian slightly bent his hands forward, and Lu Chengfeng walked towards the hall as he said.

After entering the living room, the butler brought two cups of tea, screened the servants, and left the place for the two of them.

Lu Chengfeng picked up the tea and took a sip, then put down the teacup: "I came to the door today to have a talk with Mr. Xie."

There was also a letter written by Lu Chengfeng in yesterday's greeting post. After reading the letter, Xie Yunqian tossed and turned, and Zhou Lihua woke up in a daze on the way. Seeing him sitting beside the bed with thin clothes, his back was lonely, and he asked a few words worriedly, They were all prevaricated by Xie Yunqian's appeasement.

The lobby was brightly lit.

In the back garden, Zhou Lihua was already pregnant, and the servant girl was carefully rubbing her shoulders. Seeing her preoccupied face, she couldn't help asking: "Madam, what happened today?"

A worried face was reflected in the bronze mirror, Zhou Lihua sighed hesitantly, shook her head and remained silent.

Maid Fuxi is the dowry maid of the Zhou family. She has been serving Zhou Lihua since she was a child. She pinched her shoulders understandingly and said, "Madam is pregnant now. Don't keep things in your heart. It's not good for your body."

Zhou Lihua sighed, remained silent for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Fuxi, what do you think of Miss Lu?"

Fuxi said: "Ma'am, do you mean Miss Lu Chengfeng?"

Zhou Lihua nodded.

Fuxi meditated for a moment, and said: "This girl Lu has become very famous in Yanjing City recently. When the slaves go out to buy things, they can hear people talking about her, saying that she has become famous recently, and she became an official at a young age. The family earned a lot of face."

Zhou Lihua pulled out a helpless smile: "Yeah, speaking of her, everyone is looking at her with admiration... Such a woman..."

The strange emotion in her tone was caught, Fuxi stopped her hands, and called out hesitantly and worriedly: "... madam?"

Zhou Lihua's eyes were a little sad: "Fuxi, tell me, who doesn't like such a woman?"

Fuxi understood Zhou Lihua's meaning. She thought of Lu Chengfeng's two visits to the door in recent days, and her eyes widened: "... Ma'am, is it because we think too much? The eldest son treats you so well." , I haven’t even had a concubine’s room for so many years.”

Zhou Lihua pursed her lips, but said nothing.

Fuxi hesitated and said: "Madam has doubts, why don't you ask your son clearly?"

Zhou Lihua smiled wryly: "Ask me clearly? To be honest, even I look at her differently. I even think that if she marries Xie's family, it will do no harm to Yunqian and the future of Xie's family. It's just that when I think of her Maybe my husband will be separated, but I can't be happy..."

Fuxi was dumb, and said after a while: "...we must be thinking too much."

The master and servant looked at each other.

(End of this chapter)