Yuwen shouted to stop the car. Su Xuan opened her closed eyes and asked doubtfully, "Why did you stop the car?"
It was snowing outside, and it had been snowing for half an hour. Yuwen stared at the snow on the man's shoulders, and apparently stood there for a while, then called the boy over, "Go and ask the young master why he is standing at the door of the house?"
The boy was a little confused and turned to look at the fourth wife who looked confused. When he saw the fourth wife nodding, he lowered the carriage curtain and left.
Su Xuan looked out through the glass window and asked in a low voice, "Do you know him?"
Yuwen, "I met my grandma last time at a teahouse. This is Mr. Gu who competed with Zhuo Guyu."
Su Xuan had already seen the man's face at this time, his face was a little blue, and she was frozen for a long time at the sight. She looked at the girl who was looking out eagerly, and her heart moved.
Gu Sheng felt so cold holding Hua in his arms. He was reluctant to buy a thick cloak. Although he was wearing cotton clothes, he was already freezing after waiting for a long time.
The young man stepped forward and said, "Master, are you waiting for someone?"
Gu Sheng came to his senses and said, "Yeah."
The young man raised his eyes and looked at the house in front of him, "I have watched the young master wait for a long time. It is not the best idea for you to wait like this. I will call someone for you."
These servants understood the meaning at a glance. It was obvious that they were torturing this young master, and he was not afraid.
Gu Sheng hurriedly stretched out his hand, "Don't bother, I'm here to deliver the painting."
The boy pretended not to hear, and had already walked two steps and knocked on the door. The concierge had already been listening for the sound inside, and when he heard the knock on the door, he opened a small crack and didn't ask who it was.
The young man was already smiling and said: "I am a servant of Zhouhou's house, and I know the young master outside the door. My master asked me to ask why he was left in the cold at the door of the house. Did the young master offend the house?"
Cold sweat broke out on the concierge's back, "Baby, I'll report it right now."
The boy waited for the porter to leave, nodded to Mr. Gu behind him, and then ran back to the carriage quickly. The boy learned what he said, otherwise he would say that the boys of wealthy families are all ghosts.
Yuwen motioned to the girl to reward her, "Well done."
The young man got a golden bean and was overjoyed. The master of their fourth house was the most generous. How many people wanted to work as servants in the Zhouhou Mansion. There was no fighting among the masters. The servants like them didn't have to worry about their lives. They could live naturally and freely. The good ones can even release deeds, who wouldn't envy them.
At the door of the Du family's house, Mr. Du said apologetically: "The servants at home don't dare to call me when they see me resting. I kept Brother Gu waiting for a long time."
Gu Sheng was very smart and didn't show it on his face, "I didn't calculate the time correctly."
Mr. Du handed over the purse in his hand, holding the painting in one hand, and said: "Brother Gu is freezing because of me. There are twenty taels here, ten taels are the silver for the paintings, and the remaining ten taels are mine." apologize."
Gu Sheng answered the call quickly, "It's getting late, Gu is back."
Mr. Du smiled and nodded, then looked at the Marquis's carriage in the distance, took a deep breath and closed the door with a smile.
Gu Sheng held the silver and ran quickly to the Marquis's carriage. He thought it was Mr. Zhou and hurriedly thanked him, "Thank you Mr. Zhou for today."
Upon hearing this, Yuwen pulled the curtain of the carriage and said, "Mr. Gu, my brother-in-law is not in the carriage."
Gu Sheng was dumbfounded, and it took him a while to come back to his senses. He called out tentatively, "Anhe County Master?"
Yuwen raised her eyebrows, "Do you know me?"
Gu Sheng lowered his head and did not dare to look, "Yes, I have heard about the county master."
Today was a tea banquet at the Yong'an Duke's Mansion. He had heard about it and guessed it was the county lord.
Yuwen lowered the carriage curtain and said, "Let's go."
Gu Sheng waited for the carriage to leave before slowly raising his head and tightening his grip on the purse in his hand. Was he the head of Anhe County just now? Recalling the fiery red cloak and the girl wearing a ruby head and face, he could only think of one word: dazzling!
In the main courtyard of Zhouhou Mansion, Zhulan looked at Yuwen carefully and asked in a positive tone, "Yuwen is very happy?"
Yuwen's eyes were bright, "Grandma, do you still remember the two good-looking young men in the teahouse?"
"remember."
Yuwen said, "I met Mr. Gu Sheng today. He looks better up close. He has a jade-like face and is a humble gentleman."
Zhulan, "??"
When Su Xuan saw her mother-in-law looking at her, she told what happened, "That Mr. Gu was in trouble, and this girl helped."
For a moment, Zhulan regretted not going to the Duke's Mansion and watching a lot of dramas. She tentatively asked her granddaughter, "Do you think he is very good?"
Seeing her grandma and mother looking at her nervously, Yuwen smiled and said, "He is good-looking."
Bamboo orchid, "..."
Su Xuan, "..."
Why a familiar feeling? Suddenly I remembered my past self, when I ignored the rules and ran after my husband!
Zhulan coughed slightly, "You are still young."
This girl is as tall as Su Xuan and looks like she is fifteen or sixteen years old, but she is actually still young.
Yuwen rolled her eyes, "I'll be old enough to have haircuts in two years, not too young."
Bamboo orchid, "..."
In ancient times, early engagement meant early marriage!
Su Xuan covered her heart and said, "Don't tease me."
Yuwen laughed and said, "Mom, I'm just teasing you. I won't get engaged early and wait until after I get my haircut."
Yuwen really felt that she was still young. Although many people were staring at her, she really didn't want to get engaged. She was just admiring them.
In the evening, Jiang Sheng and his wife came over. Xuemei talked about how to deal with the servants. All the slaves and bullies were sold. Xuemei was so angry that her heart ached. "Mom, I also found the greedy slaves in their room." silver!"
Zhou Shuren snorted, and Xuemei fell silent for a moment. She was quite afraid of her father. Jiang Sheng also shrank his neck, and his father-in-law had a scary face.
Zhou Shuren said, "If you are greedy for money, you should be sent to the government. If you are greedy for money today, you will be bribed to harm your master tomorrow."
Xuemei had never seen blood, but she was kind-hearted after all. She lowered her head and said, "Dad, it has been sold."
Zhou Shuren glared at Jiang Sheng. Jiang Sheng was so wronged that he could only accept it.
Zhulan asked, "You sold most of your servants. Do you have enough for your family?"
Xuemei glanced at her father secretly, and when she saw that he was not looking at her, she raised her head and said, "Mom, I want to ask Qingxue next to you to help me choose someone."
As he spoke, he glanced at Qingxue.
Zhulan said, "Okay, I'll help you grow eyes."
Zhou Shuren spoke and said to Jiang Sheng, "Don't leave Beijing these days."
Jiang Sheng responded, "If you don't tell me, my son-in-law will not be allowed to leave Beijing in the next one or two years."
The first is that he needs to digest it slowly after traveling for several years. The second is that such a big thing happened to his family, and he is not at ease.
Zhou Shuren hummed, "I heard from your mother-in-law that you want to participate in a competition held by the painting studio?"
Jiang Sheng touched his nose and said, "It does happen. I have invited my son-in-law before, but he kept pushing it away. I can't push it away this time, so I agreed."
Zhou Shuren didn't know much about the painting studios in the capital, so he looked at his wife.
Zhulan is a frequent visitor to the painting studio and knows a lot about it. "The painting studio in Beijing holds competitions every year. Anyone who studies painting can participate. The judges are invited by several people, which is very fair."