Gu Erbai's Pastoral Life

Chapter 225 Which one does Xiaobai prefer?
Gan Yizhai.

Steward Liu stood on one side, holding the royal pigeon in his hand, lowered his round cap and long braided hair slightly, and spoke with a bit of humility and awe in his inadvertent tone.

The roses are full of fragrance, floating in front of the table by the window.

On the wide mahogany chair, Gu Yiqing spread out the ledger, without even lifting his eyelids, the elegant voice that moistened the throat and nourished the lungs of Longjing before the rain was full of warmth, "Read."

"Here."

Butler Liu nodded earnestly, and deftly and skillfully unfastened the short bamboo letter box on the white pigeon's leg, and let it flutter to the railing. He unfolded the emperor's handwritten letter respectfully with both hands, and cleared his throat carefully.

"...Finally, I am very satisfied."

After that, I am very satisfied.

……Gone?
Xifu received this response?
Steward Liu couldn't help being stunned when he looked at the four understated Xingkai flowing bodies on the white chapter.

In disbelief, he stretched out his hand to wipe his slightly clouded old eyes, and turned the white note over and over again, but he didn't see any extra words.

Before the case, the man let out a slight snort.

Like a mockery, but also like a joke, two dimples faintly appeared on the side of Qingjun's face.

In front of him, on the yellowed account book, rows of small characters in block script script came into view. Most of the contents written in the account book were nothing more than the total amount of water supplied by the terraced fields in the water town, the sales volume of perfume in Jiacheng Xiangfang in half a year, The report of the new clothing styles of the clothing store and the number of acres of land that will be reported by the number of harvest households...

"This……"

On the side, Steward Liu couldn't find any extra words in the note, so he gave up wondering and stared blankly at the silent owner.

The emperor's words were concise and to the point, and the host was indifferent.

The two are really enemies and friends who have remained unchanged for thousands of years.

"Have the silver taels been delivered?"

"Back to the host, not..."

Butler Liu stuttered when answering. Who would have thought that the emperor would break his promise and charge the price for the wedding dress that had been agreed in advance.

This should be placed elsewhere. Who dares to say anything, and it is actually calculated on the head of the field owner.

As we all know, when the owner does business, the accounts are meticulous and watertight.

"Huh~"

The smile on the man's face was deeper, but that expression never looked like a smile, but more like a sneer.

Steward Liu cast his gaze over him, feeling a little nervous in his heart, and took two steps slightly closer to him.

Although he has been with the owner for so many years, he still can't understand the emotion of the owner from time to time.

Sometimes the owner's mind is so radiant that people dare not even look up, a sense of surrender and faith is born from the bottom of their bones.

Therefore, he often tells his servants that following the owner, he only needs to be loyal. No one has ever dared to plot against him, and no one should do such a stupid thing. But anyone who tries to plot against the owner will probably end up with Just like today's Wanjia Yizhuang, it has lost such a big human eye.

"At this time, the old slave will investigate clearly."

Butler Liu lowered his eyes solemnly, and his eyes fell on a page of accounts at the owner's slender knuckles. The clear knuckles were intentionally or unintentionally covering the sales of Wanjia Clothing Shop.

"It's okay, Zheng Yi..."

"Return to the host, Rong An's imperial decree has arrived at the Zheng family."

Steward Liu replied, before he realized it.

It turned out that the owner and the emperor were secretly discussing this deal, no wonder the emperor took this advantage for granted.

"It's sensible."

Gu Yiqing closed the ledger lightly, closed his eyes and rested his mind, his expression seemed a little more calm.

Steward Liu's sideways gaze fell on the word 'Wanjun' at the bottom of the owner's finger, and he took it back as if nothing had happened.

...The host, are you finally going to make a move?
Although he has been with the owner for more than ten years and has already become the most trusted confidant of the owner, but to the master, he is somewhat kind, if he is to be killed...

"What are you thinking about?"

On the wide mahogany chair, the man tapped with his long fingers, his lips slightly curled up, with an expression on his face as if he had read his mind.

"Oh……"

Butler Liu was shocked by the abrupt words of the host.

For a moment, it seemed that all the thoughts that should have and shouldn't have in my heart were exposed to the sun.

The man didn't seem to want to pursue it any further, he opened his eyes slightly, and a trace of unclear emotion flashed across his deep eyes.

"bring here."

"Here."

Seeing the momentum, Mr. Liu handed over the evenly thick imperial white seal note in his hand again and again, unfolding it slightly, and a few lines of small black characters, accompanied by the fragrance of lilies, jumped into his eyes.

Is it so pretty?

Butler Liu was still immersed in the embarrassment of being pulled off by the host to see the bones. He thought about avoiding the topic, and saw the host staring at the emperor's note with sharp eyes, and an idea came to his mind.

"The old slave is just thinking... the current emperor is really a rare emperor who favors empresses in all ages. The whole length of the appearance is being passed on. Since the empress empress entered the palace, the emperor has deposed the Six Courts, refused to accept beautiful women, and seized the world's most precious treasures." The Pomeranian smiled and made great achievements in the Jiaofang Palace.

No, now even the wedding dress, it only needs to be satisfied by the empress.

The old slave has long heard that Su Jinxi, the second lady of our Xiangfu who came to Jiacheng last year, is the most beautiful woman in the world, and has the reputation of being the most beautiful woman in Changyi, but I have never heard of what is so special about this eldest lady.

What's more, it is said that it is a straw bag, a sick seedling, and a disaster star.

I didn't want to, but in the end, this eldest lady who was looked down upon by everyone actually accepted the destiny, entered the harem, and became the mother of the world.

It has become the emperor's most precious treasure, and he fears it will melt if he holds it in his mouth, and fears it will fall if he holds it in his palm.

Now I am envious of women all over the world. After hearing that the eldest lady is still a criminal minister of the Lin family, I really don't know what charm the queen empress has, which makes our emperor, who is so wise, powerful, and wise, so devoted to her. "

Steward Liu's words fell with emotion.

I saw Gu Yiqing pushing away the account book in front of him, with a dull expression, his long legs folded slightly, his eyes touched the rose bush, and he said something in a flat voice.

"The wings are stiff."

"..."

Butler Liu couldn't help but twitched his brows when he heard this. Although we are far above the emperor, the host, you can't speak ill of the emperor so openly...

Although your Majesty is younger than you and less experienced than you, but he is still young... the skill of controlling a wife is a thousand times better than yours...

You can see that you are omnipotent every day, as soon as you are in front of your wife...

Butler Liu couldn't help being surprised when he realized that he was secretly slandering the owner.

When did you dare to make jokes about the host?

It must be the arrival of the lady, who brought the host into the air indirectly.

"..."

Liu Butler thought about it, gathered his thoughts, and straightened his face.

Fang Fang raised his head, his eyes suddenly met the cool eyes of the owner.

...The owner's eyes?

...Could it be that he could see that he was slandering him in his heart?
"Elder Liu."

Butler Liu obviously thought too much, Gu Yiqing twiddled the white note in his hand, and his mind wandered somewhere.

After a while, he squinted his eyes lightly, and spread out one of the exquisite notebooks next to the desk.

Steward Liu stretched his head to look, he recognized the book.

It was just not long ago that the owner asked him to go to Siyuan to prepare copying rice paper. It was a high-quality material brought as a tribute from Liang country.

It's strange to say that the owner of the field is such a big man... I don't know what stimulated me some time ago, but I suddenly want to practice calligraphy.

If you have nothing to do to practice, just practice, and ask him to find out all the imperial edicts issued by the previous emperor.

He thought to himself, probably the host felt that the emperor's handwriting was excellent and wanted to copy it anyway.

But when does the host feel that others are better than him?

As he expected, every time after copying, the emperor's imperial decree would turn into a mess of waste paper.

In the whole world, there is no one who regards the imperial decree as worthless, except for the owner of the field.

"come over."

"okay."

After Gu Yiqing finished speaking, Steward Liu responded repeatedly, nodding and leaning over to see what happened.

On the case, Gu Yiqing copied the copybook for nearly a month, turned to the free writing on the last page, and laid out the white notes just sent by the emperor, one by one.

The two were neatly placed side by side, the host slightly loosened his palms, and a certain light glared at him.

There is... a posture for him to compare?

When Butler Liu had this kind of awareness, he couldn't help being surprised.

Carefully looking at the side face of the field owner who was serious and serious at this time, he silently wiped the old sweat from his forehead.

This, how to say this, one is the emperor, the other is the master, offending whichever one is enough for him to bear.

In other words, since when did the owner of the field get on the word with the emperor?

Could it be that he is jealous of the sweetness of the emperor and the empress every day, but the bumpy road between himself and his wife?

"Which one do you think Xiaobai will like more?"

The man's clear and open voice fell.

(End of this chapter)