The Princess Seeks Money: The Empress of the Unparalleled Kingdom

Chapter 4 Rose Painter

The door was pushed open with a bang, and Ling Feng rushed in excitedly. "Master, are you okay? You scared me to death last night!"

The person on the bed picked up the water glass, his white fingers glowing like jade in the sun. "Shang Yu's people have left?"

"I left Shangyang City in the middle of the night yesterday, so I guess he wouldn't dare to make too much movement at the feet of the emperor of Yuguo."

"Pay attention to his movements in the near future, and don't let him cause trouble on that day!"

"Yes!"

Ling Feng looked out the door, lowered his voice and said: "Master, this boss doesn't seem to be your old friend, does he? Why did you feel relieved to let us stay here yesterday?"

"Not an old friend, but this person will not harm us."

"How do you know?"

"Guess."

"..."

Ling Feng wept bitterly, "This night she only asked us for 3000 taels of silver. You are right, she 'really' didn't harm us."

The man paused, his narrow and bright eyes curved into a beautiful arc.

"Huh? So what?

"It's like eating people without spitting out their bones, isn't it? Living in the palace is not as expensive as here?"

The man pulled the loose black hair behind his ears, and looked at the torn and messy clothes on his body.Feather-like eyebrows stretched out. "If she wants you, give it to her. Keep the jade pendant and another 3000 taels, and say it's my thanks."

"Master, that jade pendant is very important, are you sure you want to give it to her?"

"What, do you have an opinion?"

The same words and the same tone as that girl.Ling Feng shivered, "No."

In some respects, the master and that person are indeed somewhat similar.

"That's good. Let Xuanji Pavilion's Deputy Pavilion Master know all living beings on the front line and Shefeng Buqun in Buqun Hall. I want to see them tomorrow at the Forget-me-not Pavilion in Xishan Mountain!"

"Yes!"

In the room on the first floor, Du Ruo fell onto his bed with a large character, and sighed happily.Last night I curled up there and slept like a beggar, but my old bones were about to crumble.

She raised her hand to look at the watch on her wrist.Simple white with gold-edged begonia patterns, the shiny hour hand points to eight, eight twenty, still early.

She turned over, with nostalgia in her eyes.This watch was given to her by Dabing years ago. Last May and this April, the year of the year will pass.She still doesn't have the slightest clue about Cang Yue Wushuang...

"Forget it!" Du Ruo muttered, "At ten o'clock, I have to go to Chen Shangshu's house to hand in the plan, 500 taels, but I can't—fly away..."

At this time, outside the door, a beautiful carriage was parked aside.The dark brown agarwood body has a classic atmosphere, with a unique fragrance.Exquisite carvings, emerald pearls, extremely gorgeous.

Ling Feng, who was packing his things in front of the carriage, hesitated, couldn't help but glanced into the carriage, and said: "Master, isn't that jade pendant a token of our country's marriage with Yuguo? The emperor of the country to explain?"

The twilight floated into the car through the gaps in the curtains, making the vague figures dim.But with a smile, it's as light as a whisper. "It's okay, let's go!"

With the trampling of the horse's hooves and the rumbling of the wheels, the carriage gradually drifted away.

At noon in April, the sun gradually rose.The person who was asleep on the bed slowly woke up.

"Oh my god, it's eleven o'clock! I'm going to die! I'm going to die!"

Zhentian roared, and Shunzi, who was drinking water in the lobby, spewed out a mouthful of hot tea.Just as I was about to get up to see what was going on, I felt a gust of wind rushing towards my face. My big boss flew away like an arrow from the string, causing passers-by on both sides to turn their heads frequently.

A woman hastily pulled up her child. "Son, dear! Let's go home quickly. Otherwise, the vegetable lady in Yuxifang will arrest you and sell you! Did you see? She ran over just now with a child in her arms!"

"Mom, I'm obedient! Don't let Cai Niang catch me!"

"..."

According to legend, Du Ruo, who was about to sell with a child in his arms, was running at high speed on West Street with a pile of blueprints and a golden abacus.

Housekeeper Meng of the Chen Mansion was pruning the newly planted rose flowers at the door two days ago, when he heard panting and chaotic footsteps.The old hand couldn't help slipping, and the scissors plunged into the soil.

Meng Butler's presbyopic eyes narrowed, and the woman in front was rushing towards this side with a pile of things in her arms.Cheeks flushed.It must have been because she ran too fast, and the hair bun ran away, her waist-length hair was blowing in the wind, and she was still holding a jade hairpin in her hand.

Yo!Isn't this the shopkeeper of Yuxifang?
The housekeeper hurriedly greeted him, "Girl, I told you that our master is at home all day today, so please be late! What are you doing in such a hurry!"

As he spoke, he hurriedly took the stack of blueprints in Du Ruo's hand.So that she can take it easy.

"Uncle Meng, a gem painter has the principles of a gem painter. You must be punctual at work!"

"Okay, okay, go in first! Uncle Meng will pour you a cup of hot tea!" The old man patted her on the shoulder. "My lord has a distinguished guest today, so please wait in the side hall for a while!"

Master Chen really valued this gem painter very much, and he urged him to treat him well.Meng De looked at the girl beside him.Clever, quick-witted, down-to-earth and willing to work, he is really happy from the bottom of his heart.

Speaking of rose painter, Du Ruo never thought that Qingyue would have such a profession thousands of years ago.In the 21st century, this profession is simply an environmental designer.It's just that I didn't expect that there would be such a weird name in ancient times-the rose painter.But whether it is modern or ancient, the skills are still the same.Garden planning, architectural exterior design, furniture arrangement... Although there are not many mansions that can afford a rose painter, the income each time is still considerable.

Jiang Duruo is very satisfied with this, he can make a fortune wherever he goes!
On the side of the city mansion, a huanghuali carriage was parked there.Of course, she was not aware of it when she rushed to Kyushu in such a hurry.

The mansion of Chen Shangshu's family was designed and remodeled by Du Ruo in July last year.Among them, the characteristics of garden landscape layout were added, one step at a time, one scene at a time, magnificent and elegant, which made the old man Chen happy for half a month.There is a small pond and Qiqu gallery between the main hall and the side hall, and a small stone arch bridge in the middle connects them, which is not too far away.Faint voices could be heard not far away.

Entering the side hall, poppies are in full bloom in the large flower beds on both sides.Butler Meng picked up the tea sets from the hall and placed them on the stone table next to the garden. Du Ruo looked around, and the vibrancy was very pleasant.

"Uncle Meng, what kind of distinguished guest is Chen Shangshu entertaining today?"

Butler Meng smiled shyly, "I don't know about it either, Uncle Meng can't ask too many questions as a housekeeper."

"Then how long do I have to wait?"

"No rush, it should be over soon. If Miss Jiang is bored, she can sit in the gallery next to her. Uncle Meng will leave first!" After speaking, he stepped out, looking like he had something urgent to do.

Du Ruo just sat quietly at the table drinking tea in a daze, but no one came in after a quarter of an hour.

"Crack!" Du Ruo smashed the teacup on the table with one hand, and there was a warm and crisp sound the moment it touched the stone table.

(End of this chapter)