Chapter 1294 Xin Zijuan The hero in the heart of the grass tree in the setting sun (First update, please vote for me!)
Jin Chuan'er and Yu Chuan'er also enjoyed this "privilege". They came to clean up twice every day, and filed the books and materials used by Feng Ziying in categories. Although Feng Ziying had read Wang Wenyan's letter, Feng Ziying did not feel sad at all. So much joy.
It is something that was expected, and I think that I am about to face a complex and complicated affairs full of challenges, and I am destined to take office in the eyes of many doubts, scorn and resistance. This is definitely not an easy thing.
All the encounters in Yongping Mansion are child's play in comparison. The gentry, officials and even merchants in Gyeonggi Province are all deeply entangled, and any one of them can lead to the big bosses. This alone is a big deal. It can make you think twice before acting.
Of course, Feng Ziying likes such a challenge. If it is not difficult, then why let herself go?
Difficult and complex, challenging and risky, which also means huge benefits.
Where does the income come from? Extensive power is on the one hand, broader channels of human resources, the best opportunity to increase huge influence, seize prestige, and cultivate your own system, all of which are enough to make people salivate.
To put it another way, even if something goes wrong and you are forced to resign and retire, so what? I am so young, and the next time I write, I will be in the fourth rank. Look at all the big shots in the government, which one has never experienced resignation and resignation?
It can be said that any boss who has not experienced resignation and resignation is incomplete. Tolerance and dormancy are the essential characteristics of a boss. Feng Ziying has even made preparations in advance.
Sitting in the study, savoring the feeling of being alone, Feng Ziying put the letter away.
Jade Chuan'er outside the door heard the noise inside and showed his head obediently, "Master, are you going to have a rest?"
“Well, you can clean it up.” Feng Ziying sat in the official hat chair, leaning on a cushion behind her, lazily not moving.
This time when he came back to Yongping Mansion, Yu Chuan'er, who was very bored in the house, took the initiative to invite Miao Ying to come with his sister Jin Chuan'er.
With Xiang Ling returning to the second room, sisters Jin Chuan'er and Yu Chuan'er actually acted as Feng Ziying's personal maids. For example, in Feng Ziying's study room, only Jin Chuan'er and Yu Chuan'er had the privilege of entering and exiting. Others included Baochai. People like Baoqin and Qingwen will not step in.
It's not that Baochai and Baoqin can't step in, but the rules are the rules, and the two of them naturally understand the importance of the rules.
Sometimes there will be mistakes, but both women are very smart and willing to learn.
Feng Ziying would teach the two how to read when she was free. Suddenly, Jin Chuan'er was able to recognize almost all the commonly used characters. Even Yu Chuan'er, who is only one month old, can already recognize hundreds of characters.
Yu Chuan'er was wearing an embroidered jacket with blue background and white flowers, an indigo vest, and light green flowered trousers. She was particularly refreshing and neat. After coming in, she went to wipe the bookshelf, doors and windows in the room, and then Book desk, arrange the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the desk.
“Master, why are you sitting here if you don’t go back to the house to rest?”
While tidying up, Yu Chuan'er also asked without raising his head.
“Well, it’s good to just sit here and rest your mind. It’s also a pleasure to watch Yu Chuan’er, you are so busy cleaning up.”
Feng Ziying leaned back on the chair and watched the beauty in front of her busy cleaning up. It was quiet and pleasant outside the house. Occasionally, there were one or two dogs barking from a distance, and occasionally there were some unknown tiny noises. She didn't know whether it was a weasel or a mouse running from the roof. But, all in all, there is a kind of quiet beauty.
"Pfft" laughed out loud. Yu Chuan'er still didn't raise his head, minding his own business, "It's really interesting for me. How can I enjoy the work of cleaning the house?"
Yu Chuan'er's energetic body and rhythmic movements have an indescribable beauty under the candlelight. The skin of the two sisters is very white. Jin Chuan'er is a typical white-skinned beauty with long legs. Although she is poor, She was born as a servant, but grew up in the Jia family, and she has always been a maid, so she has a rich and aloof beauty. Feng Ziying was thinking that if this girl was born into a wealthy family, she would definitely be rich and beautiful.
Yu Chuan'er is not as tall as her sister, her skin is not as white as Jinchuan'er, and her eyebrows don't have the cold and lazy aura of Jinchuan'er, but she is more lively and sweet, and her figure is slimmer and more toned, making her look full of vitality.
Due to keeping up with nutrition and being in a happy mood in the past two years, Yu Chuan'er's body has grown rapidly, and is far from the immature and green look of the previous two years.
Watching Yu Chuan'er clearing away the bookcase and walking around in a circle, Feng Ziying moved the official chair and stepped back to expose the space. Yu Chuan'er didn't care and stood directly in front of Feng Ziying, bowing her head. Wiping and tidying up.
Suddenly an arm hooked around her waist, and Yu Chuan'er was so frightened that she almost dropped the handkerchief in her hand, but she immediately reacted and before she could be shy, she felt herself being pulled into the arms of the man behind her and sitting on his lap. on the legs.
In the past, my grandfather had occasionally teased him, but never such an intimate gesture. Yu Chuan'er's face was feverish, her heart was pounding, and her body was tense, but she finally sat on Feng Ziying's lap.
“Sir, you...”
Feng Ziying couldn't help herself.
This girl has a very good body odor mixed with soap locust and balsam. It is probably because the smell of washing her hair and the clothes on her body are mixed together. The other party is hunched over in front of her and wiping the desk with her buttocks raised. There is a rhythm to it. The shaking of his hair made his black hair looming, which suddenly stimulated his optic nerve. The man's hormones and dopamine suddenly exploded, and he subconsciously took Yu Chuan'er into his arms.
In fact, Feng Ziying felt a little abrupt after taking action. Although Yu Chuan'er was definitely hers, there was no need to be so impulsive at this time. However, since she had taken action, Feng Ziying didn't care too much, and the little girl was soft and full of elasticity and vitality. The waist tentacles are particularly comfortable and feel excellent in hand.
"Well, that's it, it's good." Feng Ziying closed her eyes, held Yuchuan'er in her arms, and made no other movements.
Yuchuaner's body was a little stiff, and he just sat like this, not knowing what to do for a while, "Master, what's wrong with you?"
"It's okay, I'm just tired. I want to hug you two sisters, close my eyes, smell the smell, take a rest, and my blood will suddenly return to full vigor..." Feng Ziying rambled nonsense, and Yu Chuan'er couldn't help laughing when he heard it, both physically and mentally. He also relaxed and said, "Master, this slave is not capable of this, but I have worked too hard during this period, day and night. The days are long, and I should take care of my health..."
Feng Ziying couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth. Why did the words in Yu Chuaer's mouth feel so inappropriate, as if she was insinuating something?
Especially when Yu Chuan'er is still sitting on his lap and his waist is still held by him, as if to remind himself?
Unfortunately, after knowing that he might return to the capital during this period, he began to prepare for the follow-up matters after leaving. Shanshan merchants, local gentry, and coordination and communication with the Songjiang Lu family, new mines, and industrial The workshop, the charcoal farm, and the road construction arrangements, none of them are simple, so how much energy do you have to think about things on the bed?
To put it bluntly, not to mention that Qingwen hadn’t had time to close the house yet, and Eryou had just tried it out. Even Baochai and Baoqin had been there for a few days, and they just held Baoqin in their arms while taking a bath one day. After talking about it for a while, I usually just fall asleep with my arms in my arms. It can be said that I have been a little quiet during this time.
"Yuchuan'er, I have to do something big, how can I relax? Every day is tense, and I have to think about various problems that I may face at any time, all of which are related to the livelihood of the people of this house. How dare you take it easy?"
Feng Ziying let go of Yu Chuan'er's waist and rubbed her temples.
This is not a lie.
In order to lay a good foundation for herself this month so that there would be no leaks after being handed over to Lianguo, Feng Ziying also worked overtime to check for gaps and fill in the gaps.
To be honest, Lian Guoshi is not the most suitable candidate, but he is the most reliable. Even Wei Guangwei and Feng Ziying can't believe it, so he can only do more on his own and try his best to consider Lian Guoshi as thoroughly as possible so that Lian Guoshi can avoid mistakes after taking over. Too many mistakes.
Feeling Feng Ziying's hands leave her waist, Yu Chuan'er wanted to get up, but after a slight hesitation, she still didn't get up. She just turned slightly and saw Feng Ziying's face looking tired and rubbing her temples under the candlelight.
Thinking that he was working so hard for the livelihood of the people of Yongping Mansion, Yu Chuan'er also felt tenderness in his heart.
This is a true heroic man, who is dedicated to the country and the people, lives up to the kindness of the king, and lives up to the people. How can he be like Mr. Bao of Rongguo Mansion who only knows how to hang around the skirts of girls all day long, not to eat? Rouge means applying face powder, or getting entangled with the characters of Brother Zhong who are neither male nor female. I don’t know how girls like Xi Ren, Qiu Wen, She Yue, and Zi Xiao can be so short-sighted and obsessed with it. A dandy like Mr. Yu Bao?
After following Feng Ziying for several years, Yu Chuan'er's mood has improved a lot. She feels extremely ashamed of her envious mentality in the past, such as Xi Ren, Zi Xiao and She Yue. She doesn't know why she was so obsessed with lard in the first place. , to be envious of such a situation. In the past two years with the uncle, all the things he has experienced have made Yu Chuan'er disdainful of that kind of life now.
Not to mention going back to be a maid, now even if she goes to be a concubine for Second Master Bao, Yuchuan'er will not agree. But as long as she can stay with Uncle Feng, she will have no name or status, and will only be a foot-warming maid, Yuchuan'er My son is also willing to eat it, and he enjoys it as sweet as a cake.
There will be more soon. Brothers, where are your guaranteed monthly passes?
(End of this chapter)