"Mother, you mean the group of house slaves in the housekeeper and auntie's original yard?" Zhongli Yuqiong frowned.
A sinister smile appeared on Dow's face, "Exactly! When Steward Zhang was in power in the early years, except for the few sisters who were close to your aunt, who else lived through life?! As long as the new housekeeper listens As for me, I have a thousand ways to make Zhongli Wanyun unable to stay in Xiangfu!"
"Mother is right!" Zhongli Yuqiong's eyes flashed, "My daughter will handle this matter now."
Dow waved his hand, "No, I have to see this housekeeper myself!"
"Okay." Zhongli Yuqiong smiled, "Daughter first scans the applicants, and picks out a few clever ones for my mother to look at. My mother will just keep a sensible one."
Yuanyang Pavilion.
Murong Qianjue booked a luxurious wing room, occupying the best view of the whole brothel, watching the oiran dance while drinking a small wine.
Zi Yan stood aside with a worried expression on his face, "Second Master, you haven't been to the racecourse for three days, if someone with a heart wants to file a complaint with His Majesty, I will be worried—"
Before Zi Yan finished speaking, Murong Qianjue looked back impatiently, and gave her a cold look, "What are you worried about? My master's martial arts are world-class, and whoever dares to sue me, I will kill him!"
This Murong Qianjue's temper is quite different from Zongzheng Fusu's, one is straightforward and the other is cold and serious. Ziyan was cultivated by Zongzheng Fusu, so his temperament naturally follows Zongzheng Fusu.
The more Murong Qianjue said this, the more anxious Ziyan became.
When the pot of wine was exhausted, Murong Qianjue remembered something, and looked back at Zi Yan, "The last time I asked you to help the master, have you done it?"
Zi Yan frowned, and then said, "This subordinate has already inquired, the Prime Minister's Mansion is currently recruiting servants..."
Murong Qianjue's eyes lit up, "Very good!"
Zi Yan looked anxious.
Murong Qianjue said, "Hurry up these few days, and when it's Lantern Festival, I can accompany that girl to watch a lantern, how pleasant it is!"
Lantern Festival? !
There are still ten days before the Lantern Festival! Could it be that he intends to be easy to see people for ten days and stay in the prime minister's mansion? !
Zi Yan's eyes widened in surprise, "No! Master, absolutely not! Over there at the racecourse..."
Before she could finish her sentence, Murong Qianjue pulled out a token from his waist, threw it into her hand, and said, "My Lord ordered you to be fully responsible for the matters over the racecourse! What training recruits, what practicing the art of war... Only Zongzheng Fusu is willing to take care of these boring things! I'm not Zongzheng Fusu, so I don't even care about it!"
Zi Yan firmly caught the token and held it in her palm like a treasure, tears were about to fall.
"Second Master, this is Ning Zhong Ling! With it in hand, you can command the 200,000 Ning Zhong people all over the country of Daning, and you actually..." Throwing it to such an insignificant person like me!
Zi Yan quickly handed over Ning Zhongling, "Please also ask the second master to put it away for my master."
Murong Qianjue didn't care about the 200,000 soldiers, he glanced coldly, shook the token in his hand, and then made a gesture to throw it out of the window, "If you don't accept it, I'll just throw it away! "
"Second Master, don't!"
Zi Yan flew out and narrowly caught it. She was in a cold sweat, holding the heavy Ning Zhongling in her hand, she didn't hold it, and she didn't hold it!
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