Red Mansion Beijingwang

Chapter 269 Sister Feng: Still want money?

On the north side of the second hanging flower gate of Rongguo Mansion, there is a small dark courtyard.

In the front hall of Baoxia, bead curtains are hanging, smoke is curling up, and the fragrance is astonishing.

Sister Feng is lying on the beauty couch, with a pair of autumn-colored brocade crotch covering her body. You can vaguely see her graceful figure lying down, with clouds on her temples, her pink rose-scented tube top is half-covered, and her lips are red. The pink lips are slightly raised, and the narrow phoenix eyes are closed, looking very charming.

I don’t know how long it took, but the beauty on the beauty couch woke up slightly. She exuded a lazy atmosphere, and her outstretched lotus-rooted arms were white and flawless, showing her slender and charming body. She looked slender and charming.

The discerning Ping'er walked in with tea, handed the tea cup over, and said warmly: "Grandma, take a sip of tea to wake up."

Sister Feng took the tea cup and took a sip. She regained her energy a little. She seemed to have remembered something. She lightly opened her red lips and said in a casual tone: "By the way, the second master is still in the study?"

It's strange to say that recently, Jia Lian has been staying in the study. He has neither hooked up with anyone else's wife nor found any pleasant young man to make trouble. His whole person seems to be cultivating his moral character, which is surprising. I felt the sun coming from the west.

Ping'er's eyes turned slightly when he heard this, and he whispered: "Second Master followed Uncle Xue out."

Upon hearing this, Sister Feng's eyes showed a slightly sharp look, which made people feel intimidated. Her beautiful jade face showed a sneer, and she sneered: "Oh, I thought it was a sexual transformation. It's true that dogs can't change their eating shit."

How could Sister Feng not know who Uncle Xue was? He was always good at sex. With these two people with similar interests walking together, they didn't need to think too much about where they went.

Originally, I was worried that something was wrong with Jia Lian, but now I don't need to think too much, it's a familiar smell.

Ping'er was silent when she heard this. She didn't know that it was Shuirong who invited Jia Lian and his party to get together, but walking with Uncle Xue made her have the same idea as Sister Feng.

Fortunately, Jia Lian had always been like this, so Ping'er was calm and there was no ripple in his heart.

It's just that Jia Lian lives alone in the study recently and is extremely neglectful of Sister Feng. Sister Feng is too stubborn to save face and refuses to bow her head. The couple hate each other, which makes Ping'er worried.

She wanted to persuade her to make peace, but Ping'er also knew Sister Feng's temperament, so it was useless to persuade her. More importantly, she found that the second master was different from before and seemed quite abnormal.

Sister Feng put the tea cup on the table, took off the embroidered handkerchief hanging from her lapel and wiped the corners of her lips. She raised her eyebrows and said lightly: "Let me go to the study and watch. When the second master comes back, Just notify me.”

Ping'er was heartbroken when she heard this. There was a hint of sadness in the bright eyes under Liuye's slender eyebrows. She had always understood Sister Feng and understood that Sister Feng was not only concerned about Jia Lian, but also wanted to use Jia Lian's going out to pick flowers as an excuse.

Pursing her pink lips, Ping'er still warned in a low voice: "Grandma, you and the Second Master have been having troubles to this day, and it's really not appropriate for you to continue to stalemate. In my opinion, it's better for you to lower your head in front of the Second Master. I won’t care about my temper anymore.”

If a couple quarrels at the head of the bed and ends at the end of the bed, the relationship will only become colder and colder.

Sister Feng's eyebrows stood up when she heard this, and she said angrily: "He insists on making trouble with me, why should I surrender? He can make trouble if he wants to, and I'm afraid that he won't. At worst, we will break up and the Jia family will be lost." s face."

She had always remembered the incident of slashing her with the sword last time. After suffering such a big loss, she was originally ready to let go after Jia Lian apologized. However, Jia Lian didn't know what he was doing. He even apologized and stayed in the study. How could it not make people angry if he left her out in the cold?

It was obviously Jia Lian's fault, but now she was asked to keep herself humble and admit her mistake, so that she could be ashamed of herself.

Ping'er understood clearly when he heard this. If he really wanted to talk about it, it was his grandma who had been wronged. It was understandable that grandma should be sulky, but the world was difficult, and it was even more harsh on women.

It can only be said that the situation is such that no one can help but bow their heads. If the quarrel continues, even Jia Mu will not be happy, and then my grandma will become even more passive.

Just when Ping'er was thinking about persuading Sister Feng, the mother-in-law outside the house preached: "The second master is here."

When Sister Feng heard this, her standing eyebrows relaxed a bit, and there was a bit of pride between her brows. A sarcastic arc appeared on the corners of her lips, and she said, "I still know how to come back."

Obviously, Sister Feng thought Jia Lian was here to subdue him.

Ping'er frowned slightly when he saw this, feeling that things were not that simple, so he said: "Grandma, the second master is here, you can't be stubborn anymore and say a few soft words to coax him."

People are here, but Ping'er is afraid that Sister Feng's anger will cause bad things, so she gives a warning.

Sister Feng made a sound when she heard this, glanced at Ping'er, and sneered: "Hey, Xiaolang Hoozi, before I became an aunt, you set up a music score and taught me a lesson. How come you are trying to subjugate me?"

Ping'er: "."

After a while, Jia Lian came forward. As soon as he stepped into the door of the house, he saw Sister Feng leaning on the beauty's couch like an old lady. With a hint of joking in her eyes, she chuckled: "Hey, today I'm so beautiful. What kind of wind blew, brought our second master Lian here."

Ping'er raised his eyebrows, glanced at Sister Feng, and felt quite helpless. This is what he brought upon himself!

When Jia Lian heard this, he couldn't help but feel disgust in his heart, and he was about to walk away immediately. He just wanted to talk about something serious, so he had to endure this breath, turned around, walked in, and sat on a brocade pier.

Sister Feng saw Jia Lian about to leave, her heart tightened involuntarily, and she wanted to shout out, but when she saw Jia Lian turning around again, she kept silent, looking unconcerned, her pair of narrow red phoenix eyes narrowed involuntarily, The upward curve of the lips seems to be able to hang a soy sauce bottle.

Hey, I still can’t hold you.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Ping'er stepped forward and poured a cup of tea for Jia Lian and handed it to him. He ignored Jia Lian's outing and said with a smile, "Second Master, drink some tea to moisten your skin."

Jia Lian took the tea cup and his eyes fell on Ping'er. He had a handsome appearance, was charming and charming, and what was more rare was that he was considerate and considerate. He was really a wonderful person.

To be honest, he had coveted Ping'er for a long time. If Sister Feng hadn't interfered, the pretty person in front of him would have become his.

"Hey", I remember Sister Feng once mentioned giving Ping'er to the prince. If the prince likes it, it's not impossible. After all, the prince treats him with kindness that cannot be repaid. A maid is not worth anything.

But when he really wanted to send him away, he felt reluctant to part with him. After all, his body just had a problem, and it wasn't that he couldn't get better. When he was healthy, he could take Ping'er back.

It's just that he plans to cut off the relationship with Sister Feng. If he wants Ping'er, he may be caught by Sister Feng again, so he has to think more about this matter.

Sister Feng saw Jia Lian's eyes falling on Ping'er. She didn't know that Jia Lian had the idea of ​​giving Ping'er away. She thought it was an old habit again and she thought of Ping'er, so she sneered in her heart.

If it were in the past, Sister Feng would definitely have some sarcastic remarks, but she also understood that the quarrel between the two couples was a bit tense, and the people below could not control their mouths. If the quarrel continued, it would be detrimental to herself.

Ping'er on the left and right are all companions, and they will be given to Jia Lian sooner or later. Now that he has surrendered and come to find her, he simply goes down the slope and lets Ping'er become the mediator between the couple.

Thinking of this, Sister Feng fell silent, waiting for Jia Lian to open her mouth and take the initiative.

Jia Lian took a sip of tea, and immediately his eyes fell on Sister Feng. Without going around in circles, he directly informed Sister Feng about the construction of the imperial mausoleum.

Sister Feng originally thought that Jia Lian would tell the story about Ping'er, but she never thought that they were talking about making a living. When she heard that it was the big business of the imperial mausoleum, Sister Feng sat up in shock, her cheeks turned red, and she couldn't care less about the people in front of her. Trembling, he looked at Jia Lian with burning eyes and said, "Really or not, you didn't coax me?"

After all, they were a couple. Jia Lian knew that Sister Feng was a man who had an eye for money, so he was not surprised that she was so excited. He nodded and said: "This matter was said by the prince himself. The Feng family, the Xue family, and the Zhenguo Gongfu all have it." If you participate, you will naturally not cheat.”

When Sister Feng heard this, her eyes were bright. Since it was what the prince said, and several dignitaries were involved, she couldn't do it falsely. Thinking about the big business of the imperial mausoleum, her heart couldn't help but jump. stop.

It's no wonder that Sister Feng is so excited. As the housekeeper of the Rongguo Palace, she understands that the Duke's Palace at this time is an empty shell that is strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

The source of the government's economy is the farms, shops and some salaries of the gentlemen.

It is just for the food and clothing of more than a thousand people in the house, which is far from enough. We can only mortgage some valuable but unused old things in the house, or find a safe person and sell them directly. to fill this famine.

What's more, Sister Feng has to do some loan business and help others to avoid lawsuits. These are all things that cannot be brought to the table. If something goes wrong, then she will not be able to live with it. She still had to complain.

If one cannot make ends meet, one should increase revenue and reduce expenditure. However, the aristocratic family always pays attention to dignity. If the expenses are reduced, it will be spread that the mansion is in decline, and the Jia family will be embarrassed, and she, the manager, is particularly to blame.

Sister Feng worked hard for the power of being a housekeeper, but in pain she could only break her teeth and swallow blood.

Especially in the past year, because the eldest sister in the palace married into the Prince's Palace in Beijing and took over a large share of the property, the main source of income has gone to several farms, making the economy increasingly unsustainable.

I don't know what to do in this year right now, and I'm thinking of ruthlessly "persuading" Yuanyang to mortgage more of the old lady's good things to maintain her dignity.

Earlier, when Jia Lian proposed to go to Liaodong to sell goods, she had planned to persuade the prince to bring some "forbidden goods" to make a profit. Now there is a big deal. How can she not make Sister Feng excited? This is related to her housekeeper. that power. Feng's eyes turned slightly, and Sister Feng thought about it for a moment, then asked: "How about dividing the profits?"

Since several companies are colluding, the distribution of profits is crucial.

Jia Lian groaned after hearing this and said, "This matter has not been decided yet. I think it depends on how much money each family will provide."

After all, it was the Duke of Rong who was responsible for the project, and Jia Lian still had some abilities. The relationship between the imperial mausoleum project was handled by the Prince of Beijing, and the bulk of it was taken by the prince. The rest depended on the amount of money each of them contributed.

Hearing this, Sister Feng frowned and said in a slightly dissatisfied tone: "We still need to pay money, why don't we let the prince support me first?"

Obviously, Sister Feng thought that the matter of the imperial mausoleum was the same as the freight business. It was a business without capital, and she was quite resentful of Shui Rong's practice of giving up the money.

Do you think Dou Mien and Shengmi En are empty words?

When Jia Lian heard this, he sneered in his heart. If it was really a business without capital, he would come to look for Sister Feng. He wants to eat shit. If he comes to look for you, he will ask you to pay for it.

After groaning, Jia Lian said calmly: "Your Majesty has already taken care of us regarding the imperial mausoleum, how can we take advantage of it in vain?"

As for this, Jia Lian said no more. He believed that Sister Feng would make the right judgment.

When Sister Feng heard this, she started to worry about it. She already had money in the palace, so it would not be a problem to misappropriate some of it. However, building the imperial mausoleum was a big project and the funds would flow back slowly, so she was afraid that something would happen.

It's just that it's a big project after all. If you survive the most difficult period, the weather will be fine.

After thinking again and again, Sister Feng asked: "How much money will be paid?"

Hearing this, Jia Lian knew that Sister Feng was attracted and said, "The prince said that we will probably raise two to three hundred thousand taels of silver in the early stage. Our families will share the money equally. If you have more, you will get more, and if you have less, you will get less."

After hearing this, Sister Feng understood that it was nothing more than how much money you paid to get as many shares as you wanted, but at this scale, it was inevitable to pay more than ten thousand taels, otherwise there wouldn't be much profit, and the dignity of the Duke's government would be lost.

Taking a deep breath, Sister Feng said in a clear voice: "I will ask my ancestors for instructions on this matter."

She understood that she could not monopolize this business and could only discuss it with her ancestors. Moreover, the prince's move would presumably benefit the Duke's government, so it would not be a stumbling block.

From Sister Feng's point of view, the imperial mausoleum project is a big project. It can take several years and cost millions of taels. When mixed in, the profits will roll in. I think my ancestors will definitely not refuse, and she will also be able to benefit from it. Profit is not bad at all.

After hearing this, Jia Lian raised his eyes and glanced at Sister Feng, then stood up and said, "Okay, I will go and explain this matter to the prince."

With that said, Jia Lian left without waiting much.

Sister Feng was focused on making a living at the moment, and did not leave Jia Lian behind. After seeing Jia Lian leave, she called Ping'er and said, "Ping'er, please let Wang'er and the others pay more attention to it, and accept what should be taken, so as not to become a bad debt."

Now is the time when money is scarce, and Sister Feng will not be confused. If she doesn't collect it, she won't be able to deal with her ancestors and the others.

"Heaven and Earth", Luoyue resides.

Du Yuejiao's cheeks are pink, her eyes are as bright as water, her teeth are biting her pink lips, and the silk handkerchief that was originally tied to the young man's hand has been tied to the beauty's bare hand.

She originally wanted to commit the crime, but with her status as a young man, how could she allow herself to be bullied? In a blink of an eye, she changed her position from a high-ranking government servant to a lowly prisoner.

Shui Rongyang slapped him with his hand, put it close to his ear, and whispered in a low voice: "The following offenses are punishable by death. Can you admit your mistake?"

Beauty Fang felt ashamed and angry, knowing that the mark on it was clearly visible, she turned her head, looking at the young man with bright eyes, she couldn't help but said angrily: "It is the master who allowed the slave family to commit this crime, so what crime does the slave family have?"

It doesn't make sense that he was clearly allowed to do so, but now he is taking revenge.

Shui Rong chuckled when he heard the words, put his hand on the beauty's waist, and said in a clear voice: "I asked you to do the following, but I didn't let you do it. You have sharp teeth, and I want to see your mouth. How hard it is.”

Previously, this little girl was standing high, with a pair of tender feet stepping on him where he could bend and stretch. She knew that he was forbearing, but she still stood arrogantly. Could this be the following crime? It's obviously a practice.

Good guy, he is the only one who can do wrong to others, but no one can do wrong to him. He has to let this little girl have a long memory.

Du Yuejiao's heart was shaken, and she couldn't help but let out a disgusted groan. She felt like she was overturned, and her heart was throbbing more and more. There was a gentle and charming voice in her voice, and she said in a trembling voice: "Master, the slave family is wrong."

At this moment, Du Yuejiao felt a little regretful. The sisters said that humiliation can arouse a man's spirit. It aroused, but they didn't know that the consequences would be so serious. They were really asking for trouble.

Her sisters mistook her.

Seeing the beauty begging for mercy, Shui Rong softened a bit. He raised his hand and slapped her again, raised his eyebrows and said, "That's smart. If there is another time, I will definitely kill her without mercy."

After all, it is to please him. Since he is submissive, there is no need to be harsh. Even though he knows that this little girl is convinced by her mouth, but the one below

Gotta keep working hard.

Du Yuejiao bit her lip and let out a grunt, feeling a little relieved. When she heard the young man's words, she couldn't help but feel disgusted in her heart. He said so many things, did he really regard her as a prisoner?

Well, if I have such interest, how can she not ask for something?

Du Yuejiao remembered the story book she had read before, pursed her pink lips, her bright eyes wandered, and said angrily: "If you want to kill me, I will kill you. I will become a good man again after eighteen years."

The identity of this "prisoner" is becoming more and more real.

Water soluble: "."

It has to be said that in terms of temperament, although the people in the house are good, they are not as comfortable, bold and passionate as those outside. This may be one of the reasons why domestic flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers.

Swallowing softly, Shui Rong turned his eyes slightly, took a step back, and pointed out: "He is a real man."

Du Yue's heart dropped, her lotus feet staggered, and she asked doubtfully: "I don't want to play anymore?"

She cooperated well, why did I take it out? What's wrong with this?

As soon as she finished speaking, Du Yuejiao realized that the gun was pointed at her, her gorgeous jade cheeks suddenly changed, and a look of panic appeared in her bright eyes, and she hurriedly said: "Sir, farewell."

This is treating her like a real man.

Shui Rong was not in a hurry. He lingered on the shore, with a smile on his lips, and asked with a smile: "Are you convinced?"

Du Yuejiao felt relieved when she saw that the young man did not succeed overnight. She pursed her pink lips and said softly: "Sir, I'm just joking with you. Don't take it seriously."

Just accept him as he is, he is her man anyway, and she doesn't want to be cheated on both sides.

Shui Rong groaned after hearing this and said sadly, "It's a pity."

Although the relationship with this little bitch was caused by lust, since the other party didn't want to, there was no need to force him. He really didn't have the intention to use her as a stubborn person.

When Du Yuejiao heard this, she knew that the young man had let go of his thoughts, and his frown gradually relaxed. She also understood in her heart that the young man still respected her.

Although she was a prostitute, she didn't want the young man to just treat her as a fan for fun. The reason why she devoted herself to him in the first place was not because of the young man's temperament. If the young man only cares about his own life, it would really hurt people's hearts.

Just hearing the regret in the young man's tone, I couldn't bear it in my heart. I groaned and said in a trembling voice: "Then...be more careful."

Forget it, I gave her a place to stay and felt pity in my heart, which made her fall in love a long time ago. Since the young man had this vision, I let him go, so that this person would not come to find her and stick to the empty house.

Shui Rong's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he couldn't help but feel excited. Speaking of which, this was the first time he had ever done it.

(End of this chapter)