The chief manager walked in and knelt down and saluted.

Xining copied the book: "I came just right. Are my tables and chairs ready?"

The manager was stunned and really created such a thing? This thing looks weird, just like the chopping board of a village butcher. Every time he goes to buy pork, the butcher cuts the killed pig and puts it on it to sell.

Of course, we can't say that we haven't done it yet, we can only find a reason: "The things we use in the lady must be good. We are still in a hurry to make it!"

"It seems you are still too busy. I happened to ask Akui to help you, so let her do this." Xining stopped writing and looked at him: "Is there anything else?"

The chief manager was speechless for a moment, but he couldn't forget it. So he said: "I am the chief manager sent by the Taoist priest here. Does the lady do this without trusting me?"

Xining turned her head and thought about it, put down her writing, and stood up: "Of course not. I'm tired of writing, so I'm just out for a walk. I wonder if you would like to accompany me to the yard to take a look? You know I just arrived.

Soon, many places were not visited."

I didn't go to many places and went to the kitchen every day. However, those dishes were cooked in a weird way and tasted good.

"The little honor is so great." The chief manager stood up and followed with a humble groan.

Xining walked slowly in front, with A Ling and other maids following behind. When they walked to the yard, the squatting servant with the sword squatting there saw it, they followed them. This was their job and followed their master.

Xining strolled in the garden: "I remember you were recommended by Mrs. Lunko before, so I was sent here."

"Miss Zunzi knows it too?" The manager was even more confident. Since he knew that he was Mrs. Lunzi and sent by Taoist priest, he should take back his fate.

Yes, in the memory of the owner, this manager is very rich.

The big manager said with slight pride: "It has been five years since he received the respect of Mrs. Lunzi and the trust of Taoist Master. The young man has been here. The young man has done his best and has never slacked off at all..."

Xi Ning listened quietly, walked to the cherry blossom tree, stopped, curled her lips, and turned around: "You, stand there and don't move!"

Then he took two steps back, smiled and took two steps back: "Stand and don't move."

"Miss Zunzi, what do you mean?" The chief manager stood there, a little confused.

Xining still smiled: "Come on, take him down!"

The two servants with swords were stunned. A Ling next to her responded quickly: "Why are you still standing there? Didn't you hear it?"

The Taoist priest said that they all followed Miss Zunzi. So the servant went up and held the Grand Manager on the left and right.

The manager struggled for a few times but failed? He raised his head and asked in surprise: "Miss Zunzi? What are you doing?"

Xining turned around and turned her back to her: "I'll write a letter, do you guys block his mouth? I'll tie it up and send it to my father."

"Miss Zunzi? Miss Zunzi? Misunderstanding, everything is a misunderstanding, but I did nothing, Miss Zunzi... Woooo..." The servant with the knife had nothing to gagged for a while, so he took off his socks directly

? Put it into the mouth of the big tube? Bet it down.

It happened that the cherry blossoms were blooming at this time. Xining looked at the cherry blossoms that had just bloomed on the tree and couldn't help but feel sorry: "Want to write a letter? I can only stop reading it for now."

Miss Zunko actually tied up the manager... When Zaemon arrived, the lady was just putting down her pen and stuffing a letter with rough paper into the envelope.

"You're here just right? Go back and hand the letter to my father and that guy." Xining dripped the candle water on the seal, cooled slightly, and handed it to A Ling.

Looking at the letter handed to him, Saemon nodded suddenly and took it.

"There is also this matter that cannot be spread, especially his family, in order to prevent private escape." Xining handed a letter to A Ling: "Please leave this letter to my mother."

Zaemon was stunned, gave another salute and took the letter, then stood up and left in a hurry.

That night, the two riders arrived at Fujiwara residence while the night was dark. A large sack was thrown from the horse's back, and they were constantly moving and muffled groans inside. It was roughly judging that there was an individual inside.

"Are Master Taoist here?" Zaemon strode in, and the servant behind him followed with a sack.

Master Fujiwara took the letter and opened it to see it. He washed off the lead powder's face and looked increasingly ugly. Finally, he slapped his thighs and shouted at the big manager who was tied and stuffed with socks in his mouth: "It turned out to be."

Dare to do this! Send him to the government and interrogate him strictly. Let him spit out all the things he eats."

Immediately, two servants with swords stepped forward and dragged the scared and limp man out.

The letter stated that the chief manager had one real estate outside, with a hundred acres of good land on a hundred acres, and two private houses, all of which were kept in outdoor rooms.

The others were not written, but smart people could immediately know how, with Yueyin, who was in charge of the big business, could have so much money to buy land and maintain outdoor rooms in just five years?

There is no need to say anything from the big manager. Just take it into the government. Anyway, you only need to say hello and you can pry everything out of the prisoner's mouth.

Zaemon took out another letter: "This is the letter from Miss Zunko to Madame Akiko." As a servant, you must be loyal to your master, and his master is Taoist priest.

Master Fujiwara took the letter and didn't write anything on the envelope. After hesitating for a moment, he still asked someone to call Mrs. Akiko. He could take apart and read it first, but there was no need. Mrs. Akiko came to see the letter, as long as he wanted to know,

Mrs. Akiko dared not not tell him.

After opening the letter, Mrs. Akiko said, "Zunzi said, this is not a good job in charge. She sat for a long time after reading the book, and her legs hurt a little. She called to make a table with a slightly higher height. As a result, a few days later,

It was not done well. When he was serving Xianxin at that time, he didn't know if he was so negligent, so he sent it back to Master Dao..."

Mrs. Akiko paused and suddenly understood something.

Her son Xianxin went to go out for a walk at that time, but he went to the monk temple and became a monk. By the time he found out, his hair had fallen and everything was too late. It seemed that this guy had not been around for about a month shortly after this incident.

When he arrived, he was sent to the village. I heard that it was recommended by Mrs. Lunzi!

My hands were trembling with anger, and the letter paper was trembling with the leaves in the autumn wind.

Master Fujiwara also heard it. If he couldn't hear this, the officialdom in the past few decades would be in vain.

He frowned slightly. It was really uneasy for the family to stay. The struggles at home were no less than those in the palace.

But he still said with a smile on his face, "What was written later?"

Mrs. Akiko could only hold back her anger and continue reading: "Zunzi said, Akui is my old man, she is safe in doing things and has no son. She can take over the position of the great manager. Please tell me."

Master Fujiwara nodded: "Well, Zunko is good at doing this. What does Madam mean?"

Mrs. Akiko felt sad and comforted: "Is this person sent by the adults at that time? Or is it up to the adults to decide."
Chapter completed!