Imperial concubine always has good luck

Seeing Li Rushu appreciating the servant girl around him, Lu Li couldn't help but bring up a shallow smile, and then pulled Li Rushu to speak to her.

"Although this idea is indeed made up by Chuntao and Xiaoyue, if you really want to implement it, only you can achieve it."

"Yes, my mother." Xiaoyue also nodded with a smile.

"If my mother doesn't approve of our idea, even if it sounds OK, there's no way to implement it."

Lu Li hung his head and a kiss fell from Li Rusu's forehead.

"That's true. If it weren't for you, a sensible master, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to do it today."

Chuntao, who had been listening to them, came forward and asked softly.

"Madam, since you have decided to open an academy to receive the children of these rich businessmen, you should tell the news to the rich businessmen in the county government as soon as possible?"

Now that we have decided to do it, the sooner the better.

After all, it's only a few days away from the Mid Autumn Festival Lantern Festival. It still takes several days to build a stage.

If you delay too long, even if you take out the money, it doesn't really make much sense.

After all, privately, they have begun to solve the problem of salt wells.

Thus, when Chuntao asked this, Li Rushu did not hesitate to nod.

"Naturally, we should tell them as soon as possible, so that we can get their donations as soon as possible, or we can build the Mid Autumn Festival Lantern Festival in the next few days."

Seeing that Li Rusu was also quite worried about this matter, he hurriedly said, "the slave maid is going now..."

However, before she could fully say this, she saw Li Rusu shaking his head and rejecting it.

"Since this matter is not trivial, it can't be too clear, lest these rich businessmen think that we're just looking for a way to let them donate money. Naturally, we should be more formal."

As for what Li Rusu said, Chuntao didn't understand, "according to her mother's meaning, how are you going to tell them the news?"

Li Rusu thought for a moment, "since you want to officially run the college, you'd better write a letter to convey the news of preparing for the college to them."

With these words, Li Rushu immediately made up his mind and said to do it.

All the way to the study, Chuntao covered her with paper and pen and ink.

Li Rushu intended to write her purpose and everything she could bring to them on stationery.

Decide in this extremely real way to invite them.

"I don't think they will refuse the college I'm going to run."

As she said this, she spread the rice paper in front of her, and said to Chuntao and Xiaoyue on her side, "if we guess well, as long as we give these letters to them, we will get twice the result with half the effort."

Upon hearing this, Chuntao immediately nodded and answered with a serious look.

"Yes, I will send these letters to the homes of those rich businessmen as soon as possible."

However, when Li Rushu was about to write a letter, he was suddenly stopped by Lu Li, "wait."

"Lord?" Li Rushu looked puzzled when he was suddenly stopped by Lu Li.

Lu Li took the brush from her hand, then smiled and said under her confused eyes.

"Now you are still pregnant, and it is not convenient to bend down, or even difficult. It will be very uncomfortable to write like this. I will write these letters instead of you."

"OK." Originally, Li Rushu, who was still a little stunned, couldn't help revealing a little tenderness at the bottom of his eyes after listening to Lu Li's explanation, and was moved by Lu Li's consideration.

She gave up her position and let Lu Li stand in front of the desk. She sat down on the nearby table and looked at Lu Li with a smile.

"Thank you for being so considerate to me. My stomach is really big now. If I write several letters in succession, I may be really uncomfortable."

Originally, Lu Li spoiled Li Rusu very much. Now he has children and is reluctant to let her do the slightest thing.

Although writing letters is really not a big deal, it can't be called how tired it will be.

But he was also conscious of being able to serve, so he wrote it directly instead of her, so that she would be less tired.

Especially when he heard, Li Rushu suddenly thanked him in such a gentle tone, and caressed her cheek involuntarily.

"I'm your husband. I don't need to thank you. I'm willing."

Originally, Lu Li's mood was not much high, but now he couldn't help becoming a little happy because of Li Rushu's gratitude to him and such a sticky person.

Because Lu Li's usual habit of writing is somewhat different from that of Li Rusu, he changed his hand and asked the servant girl to take the pen, ink, paper and inkstone special for the palace.

Looking at Lu Li's move, Li Rushu raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Lord, why take these envelopes and rice paper printed with the seal of the palace?"

Lu Li didn't talk much nonsense, so he answered directly.

"Since we need to be more formal and let them know that this is the will of the palace, we might as well do it all from beginning to end.

In this way, after they get the letter, they will know who wants to run the college. "

Li Rusu nodded thoughtfully, "what the Lord considered is indeed more appropriate than me."

It is also because the four people all recognize this method and have some expectations.

For a time, people could not help but be happy, writing letters and chatting about such a thing

And how to arrange the Mid Autumn Festival Lantern Festival.

Li Rusu looked at Lu Li's letter. Her fluent handwriting and brush edge made her praise again and again.

"The Lord's handwriting is really good. It's much better than mine. Writing this letter can not only let the other party know that it is the will of the palace, but also let people understand how much we attach importance to it."

Originally, there was no trouble in this matter. Lu Li wrote a letter at the side, then transcribed it later, and only changed his name.

Write seven letters in succession.

After finishing all the writing, he raised his eyes and said to Xiaoyue and Chuntao: "when the ink is dry, put them in an envelope and turn back Chuntao to hand over these letters."

"Yes, slaves understand." Xiaoyue and Chuntao immediately walked over, dried the ink on it, and then put it in an envelope.

All the seven letters in chuntaojiang were taken into his hands. "It's not too late. I'm going to hand over these letters to the rich of that kind now."

Seeing that Chuntao was about to turn and leave, Li Rusu stood up and told him.

"If they have any questions after they get the letter, you can ask them to come to the palace to talk about it in detail."

After hearing this, Chuntao didn't delay his kung fu. He turned and left the study.