When the goods arrived in Kyoto, Li Hui's dandy group also came, especially Li Hui was still waiting to earn money to support the tiger, and he was looking forward to it all day long.

Zhuang Zhenxiao counted the goods as quickly as possible to be transported to the shop and put them on the shelves, waiting to choose an auspicious day to officially open.

These playboys were even more active in busying themselves, rubbing their hands to prepare for a big deal.

Zhuang Xile smiled and looked at it for a long time and clapped her hands and left. She, the boss of the hand, did the most relaxed thing.

"Master, why don't you go and have a walk?"

On the street, Zhuang Xile did not ride a carriage, and led Pingyu and the others to walk so comfortably. Since the empress dowager started to act evil, she seemed to have not been so relaxed for a long time.

There were still crowds of people on the street, but there seemed to be a few more people selling people with grass tags.

She was still thinking about Li Da and the others, shook her head, "Go and see Mr. Jun."

The adults of the Guangping Marquis' Mansion were different as before. The gatekeeper looked at Zhuang Xile coming and greeted him earnestly. When he entered the door, an old woman led her in and said respectfully, "The King of Yong'an is here, and the old Marquis is talking to Yong'an."

King Yong'an?

Zhuang Xile sighed silently, Why is King Yong'an here?

A few days ago, the Empress Dowager chose a concubine for the Prince of Yong'an. It is said that when it was almost settled, something happened to the Empress Dowager. The matter of choosing a concubine was put on hold, which is quite sad to say.

However, he was also considered a loss of gains from the east. His power is getting bigger and his power is even greater. Not to mention his daughter in Kyoto, even the court officials who are waiting to marry a daughter in his family are thinking about him.

Before he could reach the gate of Rongheyuan, the figure of King Yong'an appeared in Zhuang Xile's eyes. When Manager Chang saw her, he smiled when he saw her.

"Is the little county lord so good recently?"

King Yong'an carefully looked at the scratch on Zhuang Xile's forehead, and saw that there was no trace of it, the corner of his mouth curled up.

"Everything is fine, and the king of Lao Yong'an is concerned about it."

The King of Yong'an took a step forward, and his attitude was very kind, saying, "Xiao Qiyan talked about you all day long in the mansion, saying that you had agreed to see him but he had not been there for a long time. I wonder if he had deceived him and wanted to come to Zhuang Mansion to Zhao you."

Zhuang Xile raised his eyebrows slightly, "The prince didn't tell him that I fell and was recovering from the injury."

The King of Yong'an shook his head, and his face felt helpless, "That kid is very clingy. If you know that you are injured, you may have to cry in front of your bed for half a day."

Zhuang Xile's mouth froze a little. The boy had cried in front of her. It was not common for a boy to raise his head and cry for a while. He laughed dryly, "Thank you so much for King Yong'an."

The King of Yong'an stood with his hands behind his back, "The old marquis is in the yard, let's go in."

He stopped after walking two steps and said, "If the little county lord has time to go through the mansion in the past two days, please take Jingniao to pass by the mansion. The one in the mansion is a little dishonest."

After saying that, he turned around and left with great strides. Zhuang Xile breathed a sigh of relief. Today, the King of Yong'an looked particularly kind, and his temperament was very different from the previous three sentences.

The chrysanthemums in Ronghe yard were blooming in full bloom. At the door, I could smell a scent of chrysanthemums hanging in the bird cage on the trees. The birds that you can't tell the name are chirping.

"Your yard is getting better and better."

Zhuang Xi sat down happily next to the old marquis. After taking the teacup, he poured a cup for himself and drank it in small sips. His skillful appearance was no different from returning to his own yard.

Mr. Jun had a smile in his eyes, but he said, "It's getting more and more unruly."

Zhuang Xile put down the teacup and then picked a chrysanthemum and held it in his hand to play with it. He said with a smile: "We are all so familiar. Why are you still so disgusting? With your friendship with my grandfather, you are always my own grandfather."

Mr. Jun felt a numb all over and waved his hands repeatedly, "I don't want to be your own grandfather."

This girl was wronged when she came to the door two times before. Now that her attitude has changed so quickly, she must be uneasy and kind-hearted.

Zhuang Xile said seriously: "Everyone in Kyoto knows that I am the most diligent in the Guangping Marquis Mansion. You are always generous to me and give me any good things. Of course, I am not stingy. In the eyes of outsiders, we are all as close as a family."

"It's a pity that Prince Jun is not here, otherwise I would have to worship him today. She is my biological brother."

The tea from the old marquis almost spurted out, and he was so upset that he was blocked for his unsatisfactory grandson. The man he was thinking about said he wanted to worship him, and suddenly he wanted to laugh again.

"Don't talk in front of me. If you have any purpose, you will say that you want to give me a ecstasy soup like your grandfather."

Zhuang Xile turned the flowers in his hand and leaned over, "I'm just using the thirty guards you lend me. Anyway, it won't be useful in your hands. It's better to give them to me."

"Bang!"

Mr. Jun put down the teacup heavily, with his eyebrows and eyes wide open, "Smelling girl, big heart."

"I have to emptie you this little property, and there is no need to discuss this matter."

Zhuang Xile leaned over again, "If you are reluctant to give me all thirty people, then give me Li Guard, that is Li Da."

The most powerful of the thirty people is Li Da. Li Da’s ability to train troops is not very good. As for guards, she actually doesn’t lack it.

Mr. Jun looked at her angrily, "The eyes are poisonous. Are your grandfather's guards not as good as you?"

"My guards are very strong, but they are all strong themselves and cannot let others be strong. But Li Da can't, just give me Li Da. If you still don't succeed, what if you lend me a long time?"

No matter what, let it be in your hands first.

Seeing that the old marquis was unmoved, he stretched out his finger and poked his arm, "Is that okay~"

"You promise me~"

"Grandpa Jun~ It's so hard for me to speak to you once, you have the heart to refuse~"

Poor Mr. Jun never had any trouble with the youngest daughter acting coquettishly in front of him in his life, and his heart immediately became soft.

"Grandpa Jun~"

"Okay, okay, I'll lend it to you."

Old Marquis Jun waved his hand, picked up the teacup and lowered his head to peck. Not to mention, it felt really good to have a little girl doing her filial piety under her knees.

Unfortunately, he didn't.

Zhuang Xile looked proud, and her grandfather couldn't resist her move.

Guard Li came to his hands, but she said she would pay it back whenever she wanted. Oh, the chrysanthemums in this yard are so good.

The old marquis asked inadvertently: "Girl, do you really think that Boy Jin is your brother?"

"That's natural. I fell in love with the prince and thought he belonged to his own people."
Chapter completed!