117.Ghostwriter

The river breeze brought a bit of coolness, which was dissipated by the burning bonfire.

One of the stewards was given a handful of money.

The farmers had just finished eating the meat rewarded by the nobles. They were all happy to have done such a small amount of work and to have received enough money to last their family for more than half a month.

Chu Xujun: "Thank you for your hard work. Today is my whim, which has caused trouble for everyone. I hope that when I leave here, I will forget what I saw and heard when I look back. If the news gets out, no matter who it is, I will be here

Both of them will suffer together. Remember."

After hearing this, the farmers thought to themselves that the girl doll was playing too much and felt embarrassed. This cost a lot of money. They just had to give them a few words and tell them not to talk outside.

The steward understood what the young master meant, and after dragging these people down and beating them for a while, he came back and asked for instructions: "Sir, what should we do with the remaining things?"

"It's been a hard day working as a steward, why don't you go down and rest."

The steward was surprised. The poor farmers thought the young lady was fooling around, but the steward knew clearly that these were not trivial things: "Are we just going to leave them like this? The young lady, clay pots, and bamboo mats are ordinary objects in our eyes."

, but it can also be exchanged for money. If someone takes it away casually, your hard work will be in vain."

The man in plain clothes added a handful of firewood to the bonfire: "Go back, I'll watch from here."

Steward: "Mr. Tao, how do you do this?"

"Since I want to drink your daughter-in-law's soy milk and bean curd, I have to work hard." The man in plain clothes glanced at his friend and the beautiful doll in turn.

Chu Xujun smiled crookedly, very endearingly: "I wonder if sir, would you like to drink iced or warm tomorrow? Do you want to add sugar?"

Man in plain clothes: "I can do whatever the beautiful doll looks like."

Chu Xujun: "Don't worry about the bamboos in the river for now. They need to be soaked for a longer time. If the sun is strong tomorrow, the ones on the bamboo mats will be moved into the shade. I think there is someone available, sir."

Just now, Wei Ling disappeared for a while, and she guessed it, so she dared to let all the farmers go back.

The man in plain clothes waved his hands, looking very impatient.

Wei Ling picked up the nest, and Chu Xujun immediately followed him with his eyes.

The pink and white dumpling has been sleeping for a long time, and it's time to get hungry. I don't know which kind of milk it prefers, and the bamboos nearby may not be enough for it to eat for a few days in two or three months.

This is the national treasure Zaizai who bankrupted others after going abroad!

Seeing that the beautiful baby heart followed his friend, the man in plain clothes did not watch. He lit a bonfire and drew a brush on the bamboo mat in front of him. He wanted to see what these simple things would look like after drying overnight.

He must be the first to see it.

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The small nest of the pink and white dumplings is a bamboo basket, with straw underneath and an old silk jacket. Fortunately, it is summer, so keeping warm is not a problem.

Back at Homing Pigeon Villa, Ximei spent a lot of effort to clean up the room. After ventilation, it did not have the coolness of Yuge's natural air conditioner. For the sake of the little panda cub, Chu Xujun did not let Ximei put ice in the room.

Taking advantage of the time to prepare bath water, Chu Xujun took out the letter that had been stored for a day.

The only daughter of a Jeju scholar, Yin Yue's small handwriting is excellent, with a lively and graceful style, and she actually has a bit of the thin gold body style of later generations.

The original large seal script, small seal script and official script in ancient times all emphasized simplicity, thickness, and soothing atmosphere. These small characters must have been the characters in the boudoir. Chu Xujun liked it very much when he saw it.

"The eldest lady of the Chu family is in good health.

Yue was alerted by her sister, and fortunately her mother was fine. I never thank you for my kindness, and Yue will keep it in my heart.

My mother is also very grateful and the whole family hopes that the Chu family sister will come to Jeju soon.

This pigeon actually has this skill. My sister is very knowledgeable, but she is not very good at reading books.

I tasted something made from soybeans and it was very refreshing. My sister is very clever and I am lucky to have a friend..."

The words used by the soft girl heroine are not difficult to pronounce. Chu Xujun read it back and forth several times, mainly chatting, and did not elaborate on how Yin's mother, Zou, was saved. Presumably it was because she still didn't trust the pigeon.

Yin Yue didn't say that the thank-you gifts from her and her mother were already on the way. Apart from a lot of items, there was a letter in the box with details.

Chu Xujun was anxious to know the specific situation. The letter would definitely be returned, but it was just her handwriting... Her poor calligraphy skills really pissed me off.

"Hey~" The pink and white dumpling on the side turned over, and Chu Xujun was distracted.

Ximei prepared water, and Chu Xujun asked the maid to take a bath while thinking about how to reply to the letter.

Lying in the large wooden barrel, she later realized that she could use a shorter large wooden barrel to fill the wheat straw paste, but the clay pot could not stir vigorously.

Anyway, it’s the first time I’ve done it, and it will definitely be better next time.

After she got out of the big wooden barrel, Ximei took the handkerchief and slowly wrung out her waist-length black hair section by section.

Chu Xujun was lying on the large couch.

Ximei quickly got started and helped the young master loosen his shoulders quickly.

The strength of the girl's hand made Chu Xujun unable to put it down when massaging///massaging her. She basically established the position of Ximei's number one personal maid, and no one can replace her.

When Chu Xujun was drowsy, there was a knock on the door: "Jun Xu, are you asleep?"

Ximei suddenly looked unhappy. General Wei was out there, not close to women, and had such a good reputation. Why did he meet her daughter-in-law, and he was like a bear meeting honey, and couldn't walk.

After spending the whole day outside, you still have to knock on the door at night?

Chu Xujun didn't know what his personal girl was thinking. She was also waiting for Wei Ling.

Putting on a coat, Chu Xujun said: "Come in."

Seeing Ximei's dark face, Chu Xujun coaxed her away: "I want to drink a cup of milk."

The happy sister saluted: "My dear, please wait a moment."

She opened the door angrily and left without giving General Wei Ling a good look.

Wei Ling, who has always been too popular, did not expect that his (fake) fiancée could remain calm when facing him. Even her girl could not give him a good face. It was really novel.

"General, you are here just in time. Can you write a handwritten letter for me?" Chu Xujun also thought that it would not be good to ask Wei Ling, a grown man, to write a letter for him in his boudoir.

But in front of the soft girl, Chu Xujun's burden cannot be thrown away. The Yin family's ancestors are all great scholars, and she also wants her younger brother to come and see the world. If because of her handwriting, Yin Yue feels that the Chu family's writing style is not good, it will not be worth the loss.

As for why her letter was in Wei Ling's font, at most she would just practice according to Wei Ling's font from now on.

After all, they are an unmarried couple with an "engagement contract".

Wei Ling has always known that his little fiancée is very interesting, but when he thought about it, it was the first day he saw it: "The general can't. Wei Ling can."...

Chu Xujun didn't quite understand Wei Ling's concern about the title: "Then please leave it to Wei Ling."

Wei Ling is a very qualified ghostwriter. If Chu Xujun says something, he will write it without asking the reason or intruding on privacy, and there is no need to worry that he will go out and talk nonsense.

This is the person chosen by the future British master. Judging from Zhu Qi's suspicious temperament and his ability to hand over all his wealth to Wei Ling, he knows that this person is reliable.

"Xu Jun, take a look." Wei Ling finished writing and blew it.

After Chu Xujun took it, he glanced at it a few times and gave a thumbs up.

The writing is good and the words are concise and concise. After reading it, Yin Yue will definitely feel that the Chu family's writing style is rigorous and qualified, and he is qualified to be a disciple of their Jeju great scholar.

Wei Ling didn't know why, so he gave a thumbs up and asked, "What does this mean?"

Chu Xujun laughed: "It's just good, great."

Wei Ling laughed as well.

Chu Xujun put away the letter, sat in front of the desk, and said, "Can you tell me about Mr. Tao's situation now?"

After bathing, the girl's snow-skinned skin is pink, her lips are red, and she exudes a natural and fresh body fragrance, with the floral fragrance of sweet fruits. She is wearing a moon-white blouse with entangled hibiscus branches, and a light nightgown of the same color underneath.

Show off your slender waist.

Her semi-wet hair is gathered behind her back, only half of it is loosely tied with a pale fruit green hair. Her whole person is lazy and charming, as tranquil as a half-open lotus, as sweet as a half-ripe pink apple, pure and charming.

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Wei Ling's long eyelashes were flying, and when she looked at him, Wei Ling's body was half numb.

In this situation, when the beautiful lady opened her mouth, she asked about a man from another family.
Chapter completed!