"The suzerain received me?" Wu Zhe was taken aback.
After all, he had learned the other party's magical skill of freedom, and he had already expected this in his heart. It's just that I always thought that it would be the suzerain who came to find me, but I didn't expect it to be the suzerain [received] me.
But think about it, I know that I am Long Aotian, others don't. And the other party is a suzerain, how could the honorable person come to him
Wu Zhe nodded to express his understanding. She did not suppress her voice, which made Elder Fu Ling understand that the two young girls by her side were close and trustworthy people.
Elder Fu Ling no longer deliberately lowered his voice, but only controlled it within a certain range and said: "Tomorrow morning at dawn, there will be a special car to pick you up to Tianbo Mansion, where the suzerain is waiting for you. We just happen to be there on business. Side. Remember to dress up to show respect, such as fasting incense and bathing in advance, and bowing to Dong... "
Elder Fu Ling, Ula Ula, said a bunch of messy etiquette.
The Great Elder was a little ashamed while listening. Where did all the etiquette come from? Are you avenging Xiao Ruoyao's personal revenge? Remember stealing the little thing about learning your first volume of the Medicine Classics
Wu Zhe nodded again. It's just what I said in my heart, only ghosts believe it! How can there be such a troublesome thing? You can also take a bath with fast incense, even if you meet the president, you don't need it. Anyway, Hu Yunjiao has met the suzerain, so she will know if she asks.
Elder Fu Ling only thought that she was in a daze with joy, and was not worried that she would not be able to remember the red tape, so he got to the point with satisfaction: "Okay, you can help me put on my makeup."
Only then did Wu Zhe start to prepare the makeup base for Elder Fuling, and then to use the makeup method that has been advanced for thousands of years in this world.
Because she is an elder of the sect, although Wu Zhe has slandered the elders countless times in his heart, Wu Zhe puts all his energy into putting on makeup for her.
After a cup of tea, the Great Elder moved his face and said, "Fu Ling, is it really you?"
Elder Fu Ling, who was originally a half-aged lady, looked about forty years old, but with such makeup, she was at least ten years younger.
Elder Fu Ling took out a bronze mirror from his bosom, and looked back and forth at himself with great satisfaction, relying on the extremely exquisite workmanship of the mirror, which was almost comparable to a mercury mirror.
"Sister, where are you from?" Wu Zhe called out sweetly.
It's disgusting, it's for the sake of five hundred taels of silver. Wu Zhe muttered in his heart.
"Oh, the little girl's mouth is so sweet!" Elder Fu Ling pinched Wu Zhe's cheek again.
If I knew I was going to be pinched by you again, I wouldn't have been sweet. Wu Zhe regretted it in his heart.
"Okay, it's worth the money!" Elder Fu Ling took a mirror to look around and praised sincerely.
"Although I have never paid attention to women's make-up techniques, I can at least estimate that no one can reach such a level. This does not have the makeup method of changing the skin. It is really amazing to achieve this effect." The elder also had to Admittedly, the makeup technique in front of me is simply amazing.
"No wonder you dare to call out the gimmick of only doing three businesses a day." Elder Fu Ling praised Wu Zhe, and asked, "Who did you learn from?"
Wu Zhe said with a smile: "When I was young, my family was poor, so I was idle and had nothing to do..."
"Stop fooling me. If anyone can figure it out so blindly, you won't be the only one." Elder Fu Ling glared at Wu Zhe, but he didn't take it seriously. Big profit."
Wu Zhe said humbly: "It's just to earn some pocket money."
"Is this what you call pocket money? I paid five hundred taels alone. But I guess I'm the only one who can do this these days."
Just as Elder Fuling finished speaking, there was another jingle sound transmission reminder.
Mu Qingya pushed Wu Zhe over, only to hear Hu Yunshang's voice from the microphone: "For the second business, the winning bidder bids 480 taels, and the money is received. The winning bidder has a dog skin plaster on his face young people."
Prince? Wu Zhe, Mu Qingya and the others looked at each other, knowing what to expect.
They had discussed the identity of the young man with the dog skin and plaster face before.
It's strange that the general staff had to report it, but Hu Yunshang specifically mentioned it. It is estimated that Zong Zhilian asked Hu Yunshang to remind him.
"The one with the plaster on it?" Elder Fu Ling smiled and said, "I'll be staying soon, so make trouble on your own."
Don't tell me that he is the prince, you are not mean enough. Wu Zhe let out a sneer in his heart.
The Shizi issued the silver patting makeup powder service, which happened to be four hundred and eighty taels. This amount is very noteworthy.
The amount did not exceed the amount of Elder Fu Ling, but it is not far away, which shows that the son respects Elder Fu Ling quite a lot, showing a humble attitude that I am under you.
But there is also a good explanation for Wu Zhe, which means that this large amount of money, which is almost a grand opening gift, is an affirmation of the value of the make-up skills of the big boss of Changhen Pavilion.
As expected of a prince, not to mention being slick and slick, he behaved properly. If it was Wu Zhe's discretion, if it were him, he would probably be able to make a price of one thousand taels. It seems that his low-key attitude is not as good as this son.
Wu Zhe hurriedly asked the two elders who were about to go downstairs: "Wait a minute, I would like to ask Elder Fuling, the rule of Changhen Pavilion is to disclose the identity of the winner, how about it?"
Elder Fu Ling shrugged his shoulders: "No problem, your buddy has asked me to register my identity, so it doesn't matter if I write it as Elder Fu Ling of the sect."
"Thank you Elder in advance." Wu Zhe cupped his hands in greeting.
"Help you calm down the scene." Elder Fu Ling smiled.
This is not bad, Wu Zhe finally boasted in his heart. The identity of Fuling Elder of Zhanjian Sect can help Changhen Pavilion generate advertising effect.
Elder Fu Ling and the Great Elder went down the human ladder.
Seeing Shizi who was going to take the human elevator head-on, the two deliberately did not speak.
When she went back, she kept nagging all the way, and the Great Elder was disturbed by it.
"Hey, do you think the son has exposed his feet in front of Ruoyao? It's really hard for him to put on two plasters."
Elder Fu Ling didn't know that Wu Zhe had been to Qi'an Mansion, met Concubine Qi and knew the identity of the eldest son.
"..." You really care too much, the Great Elder thought to himself.
"Hey, who do you think the prince is making makeup powder for?"
"..." How would I know? Blame yourself for leaving, maybe you will understand after staying a little longer.
"Hey, do you think the prince is interested in Xiao Ruoyao?"
"..." Can you control it? The Great Elder almost envied Elder Bai in his heart. Back then, it was better to be a bachelor like him.
Elder Fuling was walking on the street, enjoying the glory of the crowd paying attention to him: "Come on, let's go see old friends. For example, Concubine Qi, Mrs. Huya Liu, etc..."
You are there to show off! The great elder was angry in his heart. If I had known that I would not have come out with her, there was really no place for this old face.
Elder Fu Ling was also a beautiful woman when she was young. After Wu Zhe's skillful make-up, the charm of the past has been restored to a full extent, which will definitely amaze all the old friends.
But what about the Great Elder next to him? Originally, she got married when she was ten years older. The comparison between the two was too obvious, so the elder was not happy.
But the objective effect is that Wu Zhe's reputation of makeup powder soon spread in the officialdom and martial arts.
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"Miss Xiao, I'm here to support you today." As soon as the prince went upstairs, he took off the plaster on his face, and bowed his hands with a smile.
"Don't dare, how dare you, thank you for your trouble." Wu Zhe bowed his hands politely.
Wu Zhe was the only one among all the women the prince had met who bowed to him, which made the prince always find it interesting.
"The one who went down just now is the elder Fuling of your sect?" The son asked knowingly.
"It's indeed her." Wu Zhe was quite satisfied with the prince's question, at least much better than Elder Fu Ling who concealed his identity.
"Everyone has a love of beauty." The prince smiled, and didn't say much about the Sword Sect, but just explained his auction behavior: "I participated in the auction this time, and I hope to find out for my mother." It’s from here. Later, a girl from my mansion will come over to try on makeup with my brand, and then show it to my mother. It’s not that I can’t trust Miss Xiao’s makeup powder skills, it’s just that the inner palace has always been like this, I hope you can forgive me .”
"It's okay." Wu Zhe's eyes glowed: "If the makeup is good, the Empress Qi may also give her face?"
"Probably so." The prince's smile remained unchanged.
"Then let me ask first, can Concubine Qi's name be left on the customer bulletin board outside?"
"Customer bulletin board?" Shizi thought about it for a while: "Is it the pink board at the door?"
"Yes, Elder Fuling's name will be written on it soon." Wu Zhe's name that seduced Concubine Qi also appeared on the bulletin board.
She is quite confident in the powder makeup technique that transcends the times, and she also hopes to use the name of Concubine Qi to advertise. This is more effective than the names of the ten Fuling elders.
Think about it, if the mother of a country comes to the Everlasting Regret Pavilion to enjoy the makeup powder service, how big a sensation will it be? When the time comes, the money will roll in!
How about we also launch a steamed stuffed bun set for Empress Qi
Wu Zhe was yelling in his heart, but the son was a little embarrassed: "I really dare not make a judgment on this, and I have to let my mother decide."
Wu Zhe nodded, understandable.
The crown prince said that the injured dog can already eat rice soup, and then said: "Tomorrow afternoon, my Tianbo Mansion will receive a group of day-study warriors from Wu Kingdom. I wonder if Miss Xiao is interested in watching the excitement?"
Day apprenticeship? Wu Zhe thought of a guy named Chu Quxiang.
Back then in the Sutra Pavilion at the Outer Gate, several Wu Guo [students] headed by Chu Quxiang tried to molest Mu Qingya. There was an unpleasant incident at that time, but it was already a thing of the past, and it didn't interest her at all.
Also, Tianbo Mansion tomorrow afternoon? Could it be that Tianbo Mansion is the son's territory? Wu Zhe didn't know the details and was suspicious.
Fortunately, the Suzerain will meet him there tomorrow morning. There should be no connection, right
"Uh... the business just started." Wu Zhe wondered.
She didn't want to take care of the business, but she didn't want to have any relationship with Shizi at all.
I have just learned the magic art of freedom, and I haven't had time to practice more, so why are you talking about foreign students from the Wu Kingdom? Who is so free. We are very busy now, and we are too busy to make money by mixing medicinal pills and makeup powder. (To be continued.)