"Pooh!"

Gui Shou Zhang walked to the outside table, poured himself a cold tea, and just drank half of it, when he heard this, he exploded.

"It's enough for you to wrong me on weekdays, and it's enough to help the cold-hearted woman in the general's mansion to fight me. How can I take the blame for these things that can't be beaten together?"

Tom looked at him.

Gui Shou Zhang was angry: "His father is retribution! When picking people's hamstrings, why didn't he see his hands soft? The old cold legs with rheumatism are a fart! He's gone! It's been said that things like filial piety are irrelevant, how could father and son really care about this kind of thing?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Guishou Zhang felt that he was justified, and he showed a bit of smug expression for a while, and he raised his eyes to have a few more arguments with his old wife.

Who would have thought, looking up—

Mrs. Tang looked at him so directly: If you are more stupid, I will beat you to death!

Guishou Zhang suddenly trembled, and when he shrank his neck, his voice immediately became quieter: "Anyway, that's what I mean... I'm really not doing this kindly, and I really want to trick him. But in essence It's just to make him feel uncomfortable, and there's no real damage... Hey, what are you doing?"

Halfway through the words, Mr. Tang rolled his eyes at him and left.

Hearing him ask, she didn't reply.

After a while, he came with a quilt and walked into the back room. When he came out again, he had a robe on his arm.

When Guishou Zhang saw it, he immediately became happy: "Although under the world, I will serve him and the general. However, he is far worse than the general."

There is some dirt on the placket.

When Gu Juefei came in, they saw it, and they didn't know if it was done when Xingfangzhai was drinking. It's embarrassing anyway.

Seeing him gloat in misfortune, Mrs. Tang was used to it for a long time, and dragged him with only that dress.

"This eldest son, he did so many things at the beginning. After a night of rest here, it's not good for people to wear this suit and come back. I'll wash it in a while and hang it up to bake. You go back to sleep quickly, I have to get up in the morning to see a doctor."

"Hey, my daughter-in-law is so virtuous." Guishou Zhang Wei was disrespectful, so he leaned up and kissed.

Tang Shi immediately gave him a kick: "You are not ashamed!"

Just finished kicking, and couldn't help laughing.

The husband and wife are old, and if they get tired and crooked, they will die.

Immediately, chattering, he went out of the hall, and after a while there was no sound.

In the back room, it was suddenly quiet.

There is a bitter medicinal smell in the air, mixed with the mellow aroma of Baiyuntan Prajna wine, there is a kind of taste that seems to be awake but not awake, but not drunk.

The kang table has been put away.

Gu Juefei was covered with a quilt, lying inward, not knowing whether he was awake or asleep, and suddenly laughed.

He turned over, without opening his eyes, he fell asleep listening to the sound of clockwork outside.

The night is not long.

But taking care of yourself is enough.

The long street was silent.

Only the watchman, yawning, walked on the road.

In the General's Mansion, the lights in the East Courtyard have been on for a long time.

After Lu Jinxi entered the house, she woke Qingque up and asked her to arrange a few servant girls at night to wait on Xue Tingzhi first.

As for who to send back and how to go, that will have to be discussed after tonight.

About half an hour later, Qingque came back.

"The child in Lin'an did have a burn, and he was talking nonsense. He had already fried the medicine as soon as he was put on it, and let him drink it. It looked better. Alas, it looks so pitiful..."

Lu Jinxi didn't sleep, just sat behind the desk.

Lu Shiben came from a scholarly family, and he also had a study, and his collection of books was not good. He also had the four treasures of the study on the table. The begonia that Lu Jinxi folded back just now was slanted by her on the plum bottle by the window.

The dim light shone brightly.

After listening to Qing Que's words, Lu Jinxi was silent for a moment.

She casually flipped her fingers over the account book in front of her, and thought for a while: "Since he's really sick, let's call Lin'an to rest for the next few days. If I remember correctly, he's only fourteen or five years old, and he's still in a ball. Childish, where can you serve the eldest son?"

"what do you mean……"

Qing Que was a little bit suspicious again for a while: bought something for the eldest son a while ago, and just came back, and asked people to serve there, and now is this still going to add people to the eldest son?

"Eldest son should be sixteen this year, almost seventeen?"

Lu Jinxi supported her temple with one hand, her voice calm.

"Guys at this age, you can't have only one book boy waiting by your side. You go back and pick two good-looking ones, and draw up a list for me to look at. Looking back, there must be a big maid director in the room, and there must be four waiting outside. I have two other servants to help with running errands, and Lin'an just follows him as usual."

looks good...

Isn't this a prep room?

In the big households, Qingque can be regarded as the door.

However, considering Xue Tingzhi's age, it should indeed be there.

So Qing Que didn't express any opinion. Since his wife woke up, she didn't do anything stupid. It should be arranged like this now.

"This slave has written down this matter and will arrange it early tomorrow morning. There are still some hours in the day, so why don't you go to bed first?"

"I slept early last night, so it's okay."

Lu Jinxi laughed, waved his hand, and said, "Go and bring me a hot tea and prepare some snacks. I'm not sleepy at the moment, just look at the accounts. It's you, go to sleep when you're done. I was called up in the middle of the night, and it was a lot of tossing, but tomorrow will be even busier."

Qingque was a little worried, but when she saw Lu Jinxi, she was in good spirits, and it was hard to persuade him.

She went to prepare tea and snacks as she said, and brought them up, warmed a hand stove for her to carry, and then went out to rest.

Lu Jinxi stayed in the study and sat quietly for a while.

She didn't move the tea or eat snacks, her eyes only stayed on the ledger in front of her - this was not the ledger of the house, but the private account of Lu's.

On the account are the dowries that came with the Lu family back then.

To be honest, just looking at the list is very rich.

But the Lu family came from a family of poetry and calligraphy, and has no experience in running these things. In addition, the people below have been deceived a lot. After eleven years, they have already lost seven or eight out of ten.

Just because the foundation is too thick, even if only two or three are left, they look like ordinary wealthy households.

Lu Jinxi is not the Lu family.

Although she has a very high education level, she also knows a little about poetry, calligraphy and painting, but she doesn't like it very much. On the contrary, she is a good hand at checking the accounts and keeping the accounts.

Now this bad debt is spread out in front of her.

At a glance, there are hands and feet everywhere.

Lu Jinxi couldn't help but sneered: "It's really bad enough. It's a pity that it will take a lot of effort to investigate the accounts of the past few years..."

Needless to say, this is all "bad debt".

There is no place to pursue it.

Fortunately, she is not someone who is entangled in these details, and turning over the account book today is not as simple as checking old accounts.

She just wondered, she should find something to do for herself.

There are three things at the moment.

First, what happened in Xue Ting's house.

Arrange for the maid, the little servant, and buy some other things in the house, and ask Pan Quan'er to ask Guishou Zhang to see the lame foot and find out if he is real.

Second, the matter of Yin Liuer.