Chapter 832

In the morning, Du Cao is sleeping until the sun is up, so when he wakes up, Ji Lyric Mo has gone to court.

Du Cao woke up, touched his belly and sat up: "orange flower, I'm hungry."

"Yes, ma'am. I'll be ready right away." The orange flower smiles outside and answers.

At this time, Ruoxi opened the door and came in to help Du Cao dress. Then he said in a low voice, "girl, the stone came last night, and then Yang Qin came too. Yang Qin said that he would kill you."

what?

Du Cao looked at Ruoxi in surprise: "did you hear me right? There's something wrong with this girl, isn't it? Did I provoke her? "

Ruoxi said with a smile, "it's my brother who hears it. It's not wrong."

"I retreated again and again, and I helped her to express my feelings, but how could she still be reluctant to me?" Du grass just feel aggrieved very much, this wench, crazy?

"Don't worry, girl. I'll protect her." Ruoxi tied the belt for Du Cao and said it softly.

Ducao still believes that.

"Yesterday, I asked you to check Nanbian Yang in Nanjiang. What's the matter?" Du Cao sat in front of the table, eating slowly, and asked softly.

"It has been found out. A pamphlet has been sent to Jinlou, saying that everything is in it." Ruoxi nodded, then put a brown sugar Ciba in ducao.

Duckweed nodded: "I'll see later."

"Madam, I'm afraid there's still a lot to see." Orange flower looked at Du Cao sympathetically: "housekeeper Jiang has been waiting outside for a long time. Do you want to see him?"

Du grass frowned: "wait till I finish eating."

Jiangnan stood in the yard for more than half an hour, and then the duckweed came out.

"Are you looking for me?" Du grass slightly frowned, looking at Jiangnan, some impatient.

Jiangnan politely said, "I've met my wife. Little Jiangnan is the housekeeper of the prime minister's house. These are all the assets of the prime minister's house. Please have a look."

assets?

Du Cao looked at the dozens of big boxes behind Jiangnan and frowned: "don't you think Ji Lyric ink is very clean? Why are you paying so much money? Is it true that the rumors outside are wrong? "

Where does anyone guess his husband like this?

Jiangnan choked for a moment: "cough, the prime minister is naturally fair and strict. These are all given by the emperor. Please have a look carefully."

Mo Cao Xuan's account book, Du Cao is too lazy to see it in person, let alone here?

Frowned, looking at Jiangnan: "Ji Lyric Mo asked you to take these things over?"

"The prime minister is too busy to take care of these things." Jiangnan is a little puzzled. Isn't it right for the housewife to look at these things?

Du Cao waved his hand: "I'm busy too. I don't care about it. How did you do it before I got married? Now do it. If you have any questions or doubts, come to me again."

"Well, ma'am, there is no such rule!" Jiangnan stood there in a dilemma: "well, these account books used to be managed by small people, but now the prime minister's office has a mother in charge. Naturally, the mother in charge is responsible for these things."

Hearing this, Du Cao gently laughed: "so when I didn't come before, you did all the work of being a housewife? That's really hard work for you. "

Listen to this, why is it so awkward?

Du Cao looked at the dilemma of Jiangnan and frowned: "do you want me to manage it?"

"Ma'am, it's their duty." Jiangnan doesn't understand how many women are most worried about not being in charge of the family after they enter the house. But why is his wife different?

"Well, you can put all your things here, and leave all the books here for me." The duckweed waved to take the job.

"Ruoxi, go to Uncle Bai and say I want three accountants and one accountant. Go." The duckweed waved and gave a faint smile.

Over the years, there have been no other weeds, but there are a lot of capable people in this hand.

Ruoxi nodded: "yes, I will go now."

I turned around and went back to my yard. I sat on the rocking chair, swaying back and forth, basking in the sun and eating fruit. It's not too easy.

Du Cao was holding a pamphlet from Jinlou, which said the past and present life of Nanbian Yang.If you want to say that this southern Yang also suffered a lot. His mother was a lowly maid who washed her feet. She suffered a lot in the palace. After giving birth to his sister Nancy, she died.

Brother and sister are dependent on each other. It's hard for them to live in the palace.

Now their sister Nancy is in their hands, so Nanbian Yang has to stay here obediently.

However, between the lines, Du Cao can see that this man, the city is very deep, all the gentleness, I'm afraid it's disguise?

What did you say? Gentle Dao, Dao takes people's lives!

It's no surprise that huangfulong will like such a man. After all, he is a rare talent in a hundred years because he is good-looking, capable and tolerant.

Closing the pamphlet, the duckweed hummed softly.

Orange flower strange: "madam, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing. I don't know what happened recently. I always feel that there is no taste in my mouth. I want to eat something sweet and sour. I remember whether there is a hawthorn cake in the west of the city that is well made? It's sour and sweet. It's refreshing. "

Du Cao rubbed his waist, lazily like a kitten.

Orange flower is happy: "princess, this is a good omen, sour son spicy girl."

"It has nothing to do with what you eat. It's all men's business. Have you ever seen a family where soybeans grow but corn grow?"

The duckweed waved his hand. It was feudal superstition.

What absurd statement is this?

For a moment, orange flower was a little sad, but it happened that she thought this was very reasonable.

Out of the door, told the little girl outside to buy hawthorn cake, he is around the back of Du Cao, gently pinch Du Cao's shoulder.

Du grass gently smile: "mm-hmm, comfortable."

palace.

Huangfuyue looked at Ji Shumo and turned around two times and said: "at least you are my wedding gift, aren't you? How come I haven't come to the palace to thank you for being married for so many days? If I want to meet my new sister-in-law, can't I? "

Ji Shumo frowned at huangfuyue and said with a smile, "don't blame the emperor. She's not feeling well these days, so she's recuperating at home. When she's well, I'll take her in to say hello."

"I don't mean to be prepared." Huang Fu Yue was a little anxious: "I'm just curious, so I asked. I heard that something happened at the purple Marquis's house yesterday?"