Ning Yujin tilted her shoulders, glanced at Xiangyue, raised her eyebrows and smiled.
"The eldest lady will definitely have to draw up the documents in front of Ning Zhongjian about the profit sharing, and in order to prevent Aunt Zhao from saying that the income is not good and just giving some money to fool people, the eldest lady will definitely have to share the profits of the previous stores.
It’s for Ning Zhongjian. Do you understand?”
Xiangyue's head turned several times, but she still couldn't keep up with Ning Yujin's rhythm: "Miss, don't talk about these things, just say the key points in one sentence."
"That is to say, the 20% profit that Madam wants is based on the original income."
Having said this, Ning Yujin pursed her lips and smiled, looking enigmatic.
Xiangyue wanted to say something else, but she heard a weak voice coming from the side: "Miss Third, can I come out of the water now?"
Ning Yujin and Xiangyue turned to look at the pond at the same time, and saw 108's head emerging from the water, with wet hair sticking to their faces and covered with seaweed and weeds.
That look really looks like a water ghost.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Ning Yujin and Xiangyue laughed unkindly.
"Okay, okay, we won't catch fish today. Xiangyue, go and get him two sets of clothes."
"Miss, where can I get these men's clothes?"
"If you don't have men's clothes, just pick up two sets of women's clothes."
Next to him, 108 looked sad: Master, Mr. Murong, 108 wants to go home...
In the end, of course, it was impossible to let 108 wear women's clothes. Ning Yujin always acted like a man when she went out, so how could there be no men's clothes in the room?
When 108 held the clothes and looked at the two people next to him covering their mouths and laughing, he finally confirmed that he had really entered the den of thieves.
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At the side entrance of Prince Xing's Mansion, a carriage with the mark of Quan Ningbo Mansion slowly stopped.
The eldest lady got out of the carriage with the help of Grandma Chen. After entering the mansion, she immediately changed to a small sedan. She swayed through the countless corridors and halls from the side door and walked for almost half an hour before she arrived.
backyard.
When they arrived at the inner gate, the eldest lady got off the sedan chair. There was already a maid waiting beside her, and she led her all the way and continued walking inside.
The size, depth, and splendor of the palace are unmatched by any of the other Ningbo mansions.
After walking not far, I heard a series of cute laughter next to me, as if someone was playing in the garden.
The eldest lady looked up and saw a graceful woman of sixteen or seventeen years old surrounded by a large number of maids and women, who were admiring flowers and talking and laughing in the garden.
I don’t know who said what to make her happy, but I saw her lightly covering her lips with a pink scented handkerchief, smiling so much that the spring breeze blew and the flowers bloomed.
Because there is a non-stop person in the family, the most distasteful person in the eldest wife's life is this kind of vixen, and her face immediately became ugly.
"Who is this?" she asked in a bad tone.
The little girl leading the way answered respectfully: "As for Madam, this is Madam She from the mansion."
"Mrs. She..."
The eldest lady couldn't help but become even more annoyed, her face dark and gloomy.
Others call her "Madam" because she is a concubine conferred by imperial decree. And "Madam" in the palace is just an implicit name for concubine by the servants.
Is this Mrs. She the concubine of His Highness Prince Xing?
Next to her, Grandma Chen saw that the eldest lady looked wrong, and she quickly whispered: "Madam, please leave quickly. It won't be good if I make you wait for too long."
The eldest lady snorted softly and continued walking. However, she didn't look good until she entered Ning Yuyan's yard.
"What's going on? Who messed with you?"
Ning Yuyan was leaning on the soft couch, supporting her head with one hand. The other hand was held by a half-kneeling maid next to her, and she was pouring the cinnamon flower juice.
She raised her eyes and glanced at the eldest lady. Every move she made was indescribably noble and graceful.
The slender eyebrow line, the appropriate rouge, the flower-studded eight-treasure hairpin on her head, and the brocade gauze she wore on her body were all exquisite and gorgeous.
Just leaning there, Duanduan feels indescribably beautiful and moving.
The eldest lady didn't understand. With such a beautiful daughter of hers here, how could Prince Xing be seduced by those foxy girls?
She was often angry with Aunt Zhao, so she couldn't bear to see her daughter being wronged: "My queen, how can you let someone like Mrs. She get close to the prince?"
Ning Yuyan didn't expect the eldest lady to say this out of her mouth, so she raised her head and glanced at the maid who was leading the way.
The maid immediately took a step forward and replied: "Returning to your Majesty, the eldest lady saw Mrs. She on the way here."
Ning Yuyan was surprised: "She came to trouble you?"
"That's not true. The eldest lady came from Yufang Pavilion. Madam She and the others were on the other side of the garden and did not meet each other."
Ning Yuyan suddenly smiled lightly: "Since we haven't met each other, what's the point of being angry?"
When the eldest lady saw that Ning Yuyan was not anxious at all, she immediately became angry: "But you are the concubine of Prince Xing's Mansion, don't you even have the right to send someone away?"
The smile on Ning Yuyan's face immediately stopped, she glanced sideways at her wrapped nails, and waved all the maids waiting beside her to retreat.
When there were only two of them left in the room, Ning Yuyan said to the eldest lady: "Mother, why do you still speak so directly? This is Prince Xing's palace, not like at home."
The eldest lady saw that Ning Yuyan seemed a little annoyed and did not dare to complain.
Ning Yuyan reached over and patted her hand, her expression softening a little: "Don't worry too much, mother. Prince Xing's Mansion is not the entire Ningbo Mansion, and Prince Xing is not his father. The daughter should have her own sense of proportion."
"Then Mrs. She..." The eldest lady couldn't help but worry about the second Aunt Zhao.
Ning Yuyan, however, had no intention of taking her seriously: "The most indispensable thing in the palace is this kind of woman. When the prince gets tired of playing with her, it will naturally be time to deal with her. The rightful owner in front has not yet
You are talking, I will follow you to join in the fun."
She has never been the one who can't tolerate sand in her eyes. All she has to do is sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, and then reap the benefits.
"But……"
"Okay, mother, it has been a few years since my daughter entered the palace. Who have you seen taking advantage of me?" Ning Yuyan smiled naturally and gracefully, and patted the back of the eldest lady's hand. Her ten fingers were bright red.
Dankou.
The eldest lady naturally knows her daughter's methods, but she still can't help but worry: "You said it's been a few years since you entered the mansion, why is there still no movement in your stomach?"
Ning Yuyan lowered her head and touched her belly, a look of sadness flashed across her face, and then turned into an elegant smile: "There will always be time when it should happen."
"By the way," she raised her head and looked at the eldest lady, "What's going on in the shop? The person who reported it said it was the third sister who gave you the idea?"
A note to readers:
When I heard that someone wanted to add more updates, I burst into tears. Jiujiu is so slow, so slow, all the saved manuscripts have been updated, and if we keep pushing, Jiujiu will die~~~~~