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The sun is in the sky and the autumn wind is blowing.

The courtyard is very quiet.

An Rui, who was nestled in the shady corridor, yawned comfortably.

A little **** was kneeling on the other side of the corridor, wiping the railings, and after wiping back to wash the veil, there was a soft "boom"-his elbow hit the tub.

An Rui's yawn instantly stuck in his throat, and he glared at him.

The little eunuch's face turned pale in fright, he kowtows desperately, and he has to pay attention. Don't kowtow to the floor and quarrel with the master.

An Rui didn't have time to answer him, and attached an ear to the study door.

The study is still quiet and quiet, as if not affected at all.

An Rui was relieved and turned back. The little **** who had knocked his head was looking at him nervously.

He waved his hand irritably.

The little **** breathed a sigh of relief, and pressed the veil into the basin in a kneeling position, scrubbed gently, and then wiped the railing.

An Rui retracted his gaze and let out a light sigh.

Hey, when are you tall these days...

He pondered it carefully.

It seemed that it started after the master kicked the desk for the second time-no, no, but the day before, it started after the seventh sister temple met the third girl from the Zhu family.

Xie Zheng's mood seemed to be not very good. He was chilly every day, and he didn't say a lot of words-although he didn't talk a lot on weekdays, he felt different.

After the salt tax incident broke out, Xie Zheng had a lot of things on his hands. He had to wire every day, plan the details, and keep an eye on the dynamics of the court... He said more.

It's just that Xie Zheng is even more irritable when he is in a bad mood and disturbed by chores.

He doesn't curse.

However, if there is any noise that disturbs him, the wrongdoer will be punished.

After coming down several times, the yard was panicked.

Everyone didn't dare to breathe, walking and doing everything cautiously, for fear of any movement caused by the bump.

Hey……

An Rui was fascinated when she saw An Fu hurriedly walked into the yard.

They are in the yard next to Liao Zhai. He and An Fu can only take advantage of the opportunity to go out and do something with the master when they leave the palace.

Today it is his turn to follow the master, and An Fu, who is in charge of the dark lines in the capital, is busy with something.

Seeing An Fu, An Rui was slightly surprised, greeted him, and asked in a low voice: "What happened?" So hastily.

An Fu wiped the sweat from his forehead, glanced at the study that was hiding the door, and asked him: "I have received some news here, do you want to report it to the master?"

An Rui stared at him: "Did you work as a errand on the first day? Naturally, you have to report it."

An Fu hesitated: "But this is not related to our business..."

"How to say?"

An Fu whispered: "It's about the girl Zhusan." He glanced at the study room again, "Didn't the master say that you don't need to pay for Zhusan? But now...what do you say?"

He is not a fool. An Rui has mentioned him twice. It is hard to say what position Zhu San is in the master's mind. That weight is definitely not light.

Wish three girls? An Rui stroked her chin: "You talk about something first."

An Fu Fuer went over and said something like this.

An Rui frowned: "This... I'm afraid it's a bit weird." After a pause, he said, "I think it's better to report it, the master is clearly still thinking about it."

An Fu looked at him with a shy face: "Why don't you talk about it?"

An Rui turned around and left.

An Fu was stunned.

An Rui who walked back to the door quickly knocked on the study door and whispered: "Master, An Fu has something to report."

Anfu:...

damn thing!

"Come in." Xie Zheng's voice was a little bit inaudible across the door.

An Rui said "Oh", opened the door hurriedly, and then looked at An Fu.

An Fu glared at him, wiped his face, and got in.

An Rui quickly closed the door.

"Master." An Fu, who entered the room, walked quickly to the table and knelt down to salute.

Xie Zheng's gaze remained on the paper: "What's the matter?"

"Master," An Fu said cautiously, "The Qiu family who was asked to investigate a few days ago, the people below found something wrong, these few days--"

"Which Qiu family?" Xie Zheng interrupted him.

An Fu swallowed: "That's right, the Qiu Family Escort, the younger brother of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses."

The fingers holding the book tightened instantly, and Xie Zheng sank his face: "You don't need to report these trivial matters to me!"

"……Yes."

"Get out!" The words fluttering lightly, but coldly rushed towards his face.

"Yes!"

An Fu exited in a hurry.

Gently closed the study door, he wiped his forehead, stared at An Rui who was grinning on the side, and said with an aura: "Blame you, what report!? I don't need to deal with it anymore!"

An Rui chuckled, then dragged him aside, and whispered: "But the master didn't say not to let the investigation... I'm probably going to have to wait for the anger. I looked at this Qiu family not quite well, you stare at it. ."

An Fu was angrily: "Still staring? Isn't this tossing me?"

An Rui patted him sympathetically: "It's always right to stare. It's better than the master to ask nowhere to ask. Besides, if something goes wrong, can you afford it?"

An Fu collapsed his face: "Well, I'm staring, I'll keep staring, let's go!" He sighed and left the yard again.

the other side.

People went out, but Xie Zheng's mood was worse.

Before An Fu came in, he was staring at the ink characters on the booklet-the ink characters that emerged.

The ink characters appear and disappear on the paper.

With every tick and flick, he knew what it would write. Familiar as if he was writing...

Looking at this content, Zhuyuan is doing makeup on Magnolia, right?

It seemed that she hadn't seen her director for a long time.

He has been too busy lately. He practiced riding and shooting in the morning just to cover his eyes. When he returned to the study or the courtyard, he had to arrange things. Sometimes he came across the word Zhu Yuan and pretended not to see it.

Today I finally have a little free time, and I have to deal with the affairs of Liao Zhai and Zhuangzi, and I don’t have time to practice calligraphy——

Ok.

In fact, he didn't know how to face Zhu Yuan.

In recent times, talking to Zhu Yuan has always been unhappy, he really...not happy.

Zhuyuan is more suitable for being happy and twittering.

He can't...be a narrow-minded, rude person.

Since Zhu Yuan didn't want to marry him, he couldn't let him disappear.

Simply cold.

As Zhu Yuan said, each is wonderful and good.

...

The left hand on the armrest clenched subconsciously, and his fingertips hurt.

Xie Zheng returned to his senses, turned his left hand, and stared at the palm of his hand——

His eyeliner is all over the capital, his underground power is gradually growing, and his business has spread to the south of the Yangtze River... He is not short of money or people.

He grasped the left into a fist and opened it again.

Empty.

Xie Zheng was at a loss.

What is he... missing?

Unconsciously letting go of his right hand, he instantly returned to his senses and grabbed the booklet.

[...Increase advertising budget, push autumn and winter moisturizing kit...]

Xie Zheng's attention returned to the paper again.

[There are too many types of cream products, only two sets are reserved, please discuss the details. 】

The beautiful and sparse ink characters appeared one by one, and then slowly disappeared.

[The slogan is too frivolous, so I think about it again with the theme of "hydration". 】

Xie Zheng recalled the scene of the first time he listened to Zhu Yuan’s slogan, and couldn’t help but smile—

The corners of the lips fell as soon as they were raised.

Looking at the ink characters on the booklet again, I suddenly felt that it was extremely dazzling.

Xie Zheng frowned, closed the book, and threw it back to the desktop.

With a cold face, he pulled the wooden casket next to him - inside were various information presented by the people below.

Keep working.

At the beginning of the Youshi, An Rui looked at the sun beginning to sink, then at the closed study door, and sighed.

Yes, I don’t know when I can have dinner today...

With emotion, I saw An Fu hurriedly enter the door again.

Without waiting for him to ask, An Fu rushed to the study door solemnly, nodded at him, and knocked on the door himself: "Master."

Xie Zheng in the room did not look up, "What's the matter?"

An Fu opened the door carefully and said quickly: "Don't dare to deceive the master, then the Qiu family kid—"

"An Fu." Xie Zheng raised his head and looked at him coldly, "If you don't understand the order, you can go back to Qingzhao Palace."

Qingzhao Palace is a cold palace, and An Fu Anrui were both kiddoers in Qingzhao Palace more than ten years ago.

When Concubine Shu was still a noble person, she was pregnant and got permission from the Queen Mother. She personally picked An Rui Anfu back and planned to leave it to her eldest son Xie Zheng...

However, people are not as good as heaven.

An Fu slapped his spirits, knelt down and said, "The slave knows what's wrong--"

"Get out."

"Yes! The minion retires!"

Xie Zheng looked at the closed door, pinched his eyebrows, and looked at the information booklet in his hand again.

The beautiful ink characters that gradually emerged above have lasted all afternoon, disturbing him all afternoon, and he didn't even read a few pieces of information.

An Fu also came to add fuel to the fire.

Qiu Family... Qiu Family Boy...

Last month, Zhu’s family began to interact with them, as if they were still going to beg for cleverness... Anfu reported twice today. Is the family finally going to make a marriage?

engagement?

It's good to have a kiss.

After beating them up, there shouldn't be any more quarrels, right?

By then, Zhuyuan will be relieved, surely he will chat with him happily again, right?

Xie Zheng thought.

They have known each other for many years, and can upload books on paper... Zhu Yuan will certainly not be angry with him for too long.

By the way, he has to be more generous and take the initiative to give gifts.

"As a partner and half an elder, I have to give a gift to express it." He said to himself, "She likes gold and silver jewelry and silver tickets. I must be very happy to receive the gift."

The heart seemed to be grabbed by something unknown, twitching.

Xie Zheng didn't realize it.

He raised his head and slightly raised his voice: "Come here."

Across the window grid, you can see the heads of people who are close together outside quickly separate.

An Rui leaned in: "Master?"

"What did An Fu just say?" Xie Zheng pretended not to care. "But Qiu and Zhu's family are going to be married?"

An Rui was surprised: "The Qiu family? Isn't the Zhu family planning to marry the Liu family?"

Xie Zheng was startled.

Standing outside, An Fu noticed something was wrong, pushed the door and pressed in, saying: "Master, the Qiu family was rejected by the Zhu family last month..."

"Oh, is it?" What does the Qiu Family and Liu Family have to do? Xie Zheng clenched his hands tightly on his legs, his nails hurting his palms. He forced himself to calm down, "Then what did you mention about the Qiu family?"

An Fu was cautious: "Someone came to report just now. The Qiu family ganged up a few street gangsters and stayed at the end of Magnolia makeup, as if to say to Miss Zhu..."

Although the words are not finished, the meaning has come.

Xie Zheng's expression changed suddenly.