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Chapter 242 Arrangement

While speaking, Mr. Zong pushed a small mahogany box beside him, "I would like to ask the Fourth Master to accept it with a smile. The nobleman said that no matter whether the Fourth Master should be or not, with the Fourth Master's heart, the nobleman will definitely be grateful to the Fourth Master. The things here can be regarded as expressing their feelings, and the Fourth Master should also like to accept it with a smile."

Qin Rushan didn't delay it. He opened the box slightly and glanced, then squinted his eyes and smiled, closed the box and pushed it over: "The noble man is too polite. I just invited the gentleman to give such a big gift after a meal. This is not appropriate."

Mr. Zong's smile was a little bitter. Before he could sigh, he heard Qin Rushan's voice laughing slowly and said, "It's better to wait for the nobles to come true in the future. It's not too late for me to accept it again."

Mr. Zong seemed to be stunned for a moment, and was overjoyed. His eyes were filled with smiles. He bowed and shook his head and said, "The Fourth Master is righteous. The nobleman said that no matter whether the matter is successful or not, this Dongzhu is what the Fourth Master deserves. The nobleman has always been generous in his actions, and the Fourth Master does not have to postpone it like this."

Mr. Zong paused for a moment, stood up and bowed to Qin Rushan, "In addition to this Dongzhu, the noble man also chose two beauties to bring them over. If the fourth master likes, keep them. If he doesn't like it, he will give it to others."

Qin Rushan picked up the mahogany box, said "Oh", and his tone was raised, with a little interest, and he didn't say it well or not.

Mr. Zong hurriedly clapped his hands, and two young girls with graceful figures came in outside. They both looked at Qin Rushan shyly and timidly. Their eyes were filled with blurred waves, as if they could speak, which made people's hearts soft.

"There is such a beauty. No wonder Mr. Zong doesn't care about Qi Niang." Qin Rushan's tone was frivolous, and his eyes were staring at the pair of fresh and tender girls.

Mr. Zong hurriedly touched his forehead and explained with a sense of laughter and cry, "The Fourth Master is joking, how can you have such a blessing? Besides, Qi Niang is the Fourth Master, and she is humble, how dare you get involved?" As he said that, he hurriedly pushed the two girls, "The noble man said that this is a new good family. I have only been trained for half a year. If it is not in line with the Fourth Master's wishes, I hope the Fourth Master will not blame him - to serve the Fourth Master very much!"

Both girls were wearing large cloaks, revealing only a pink and tender face that looked like a flower. When Mr. Zong pushed him, his face turned red with a soft and charming look. He walked forward with a shy and timid step forward. After a moment of hesitation, he reached out and untied the cloak on his body, but he was only wearing transparent gauze inside, with only the plump breasts on his chest and the pink lotus embroidered with private parts to barely block the spring light.

Qin Rushan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his face was filled with a sense of interest. His eyes were wrong and stared at the tender beauty that was faintly visible on the two girls, and his breathing became heavy. After admiring for a while, he turned to look at Mr. Zong and smiled: "Sir, you are too cautious. Qi Niang has always been good at serving others, and she is attentive and petty, and she is the most explaining. I have accepted the kindness of the gentleman and nobleman, and don't let the master down, and I am the kindness of my kindness."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Zong hurriedly bowed and smiled, "I'm so disrespectful. I'm thanking the fourth master for his kindness." Then he dismissed and left.

Qin Rushan watched Mr. Zong close the door, his eyes glowed red. His face changed slightly, and he reached out and pulled one of the girls into his arms. The girl shouted "Master" shyly and timidly, his voice was like a kitten, which made Qin Rushan feel excited.

The room gradually filled with spring, and the man's heavy breathing and the woman's soft and tender moans came out intermittently.

In the room on the other side of the corridor, Wen Qiniang had a confused and cold smile on her face. Her eyes stopped on Mr. Zong, her lips raised, and she laughed softly. Although her voice was still as soft as water, her tone was extremely cold: "I didn't expect Mr. Zong would come to such a place!"

Mr. Zong's smile in his eyes became stagnant, and then walked over and hugged Wen Qiniang's waist. He smiled calmly and said, "Qi Niang is joking. Who wouldn't think of having a few spring breezes with all kinds of beauties and taste all the fresh beauties."

Wen Qiniang's eyes flashed with anger. She raised her hand and slapped Mr. Zong's hand away, stared at Mr. Zong and sneered: "Mr. This is reasonable. Qiniang is humble and can't even catch her eyes. Please do whatever she wants!"

Mr. Zong smiled when he heard this, but he grabbed Wen Qiniang with his backhand, pulled the person into his arms, lowered his head and sniffed Wen Qiniang's neck, and smiled ambiguously and lowly, "Why do you want to be angry with Qiniang? After seeing him once, how can you let down the spring scenery?"

The night became darker, and people came and went around in the Cuiyuan. As usual, the flute was roaring all night. It was not until the end of the afternoon that the yard, which was three layers inside and three layers outside, gradually became quieter.

On the sixth day of the first lunar month, early in the morning, the heavy snow that had been falling for a day and a night finally stopped, but the cold wind was still whistling, making people unable to walk.

As soon as the sky was dawn, the side door of Beirong Courtyard creaked open. Zhu Qi held a box, followed by several people, all looking for a large gray-white cloak, covering their faces so hard that they could not see clearly. He quietly left the yard and ran straight towards the city gate.

Lin Wan got up early in the morning and washed up. He heard Lu Junqing ask Changshou to say that Zhu Qi had already left the door. He nodded, but then sighed deeply.

Changshou glanced at Lin Wan's face and opened his mouth, but didn't know what to persuade him, so he had to stand up.

"What are you doing when you are standing?" Lin Wan burst out laughing when she saw this, "You are the uncle's servant now, so you are thinking about being lazy?"

Changshou scratched his head distressedly and aggrievedly, sighed with great sorrow, and then bowed to Lin Wan.

Madam Cao looked at Changshou's back and smiled and pulled Lin Wan, "This child is a good-hearted and smart person, so she deserves the girl Qiu Zi."

Lin Wan nodded with a smile, turned around and looked at the thick snow outside the house. The smile on her face dissipated again, and she sighed with some annoyance.

"What's wrong with Madam?" Madam Cao frowned, hurriedly held Lin Wan's hand, and asked with concern and concern, "I wasn't happy yesterday? The uncle is here, and Madam can worry less. Madam is going to have a good rest now, so you can't worry too much!"

"I know, I know," Lin Wan advised Madam Cao with laughter and cry, "I just worry about my family... I mean. The Chong'an Marquis Mansion and the Prince of Xining Mansion are there, and it will be fine for a while. But on the other side of my mother, hey, Madam also knows that she will definitely not want to follow Madam's people in advance. When I think about it, I feel very panicked, and I don't know if Liao Zhongwen is reliable..."

Madam Cao was both worried and funny when Lin Wan said to her.

"Mrs. I used to praise Manager Liao for being calm and tough, looking gentle and polite. I am like a scholar, but if I mess with him, I would be very capable. I also said that a person like Manager Liao has a quick mind and is very good at it. The more difficult the situation is, the more calm he can handle it. Now the Madam is worried that he will not be reliable? Madam Yi said, don't worry, there are many people inside and outside the capital, and not to mention Manager Liao, Manager Zhong is also a reliable person. Besides, there are Zhenyi Bo Mansion. If the Madam thinks so much, it is better to have a baby. The Madam knows that Madam is good. Only then can she be at ease."

Lin Wan forced her mouth to open and smiled, and felt melancholy again. Alas. She was always worried about gains and losses, and her emotions were fluctuating, and her mind didn't even turn quickly before. But Ge Sanniang comforted her, saying, "What did the child say, that's because he is smart and grows fast... fallacies! Why didn't she know that there was such a statement?

As the evening approached, Weiyuan City went north to the town near the Yuanjiang area. Several shopkeepers and friends who often traveled to and from all over Yuanjiang, chatting around the stove in the fire-lit earthen walled houses while drinking hot wine.

"Look at this day, I'm afraid it's going to snow again. This Spring Festival Gala is open this year. This late spring cold hasn't been so cold for more than ten years. Alas, I don't know how many people will be frozen to death in the north, so it's a sin..."

The old shopkeeper with a gray beard took a sip of hot wine, shook his head and sighed, his face anxious and helpless.

"What are the old shopkeepers worried about this? We are doing business, as long as we can do business and make money." Next to the stove, a young boy smiled indifferently, and then warmed a pot of wine for the old shopkeepers. "I'm worried about war! If we really fight, we won't be able to do business, but we're afraid we will run around. Alas, this is a world of killing!"

After cursing, he also made his face bitter. He poured a mouthful of hot wine into his mouth and smashed it twice. He took a breath, his eyes and noses wrinkled together, and he spit out in one mouthful.

The charcoal fire in the stove rushed up as the wine roared, and it was printed on people's faces, red and warm.

The old shopkeeper was originally a little sad and helpless, but now he laughed. While patting the young man on the back, he put the cigarette gun in his hand under the foot of the stool and knocked it, with a little smug in his tone. "The young man is not used to drinking this wine! This is the wine on the grassland, very strong!"

The young man snorted in a muffled voice, then suddenly took a sip of hot water, then straightened up and breathed a sigh of relief, stretched his face and complained to the old shopkeeper: "You haven't said it earlier, you don't know, I've never been used to drinking such wine!"

The old shopkeeper lit the dry tobacco, raised the gun and knocked the young man's forehead, and sighed while laughing: "You are still a boy from the grassland, why can't you stand the wine?" As he said that, he glanced at the young man's slightly thin body with disgust, "He is too thin, so he doesn't look like a grassland warrior! Alas, you kid have lost the face of the grassland..."

The young man's face turned red and white, and he opened his mouth, and simply turned his head and stopped talking.

The old shopkeeper shook his head and laughed, "If you really fight in the future, you can't escape the Iron Cavalry of Beiyan. I'm afraid you can't even get over a little calf... Alas, judging from this situation, I really want to fight, I don't know who will fight with anyone. I heard that the generals of Longchuan Prefecture are gone, and the emperor of the Qin Dynasty is going to return to the west. If you fight, you may not be able to do business anymore... Alas, you must be well-raised and be more powerful to take responsibility."

The young man just hummed with his back to the person. The old shopkeeper shook his head, took a sip of wine slowly, stopped making fun of others, and smoked the dry cigarettes one by one, and the house became quiet again.

Several shopkeepers were on fire and rushed for a day. They were all napping now. No one seemed to notice the moment of laughter. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support are my greatest motivation.)
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