Chapter 267

A few days later, Hu que woke up and suddenly felt refreshed. His dryness and depression were swept away. It was as clean and transparent as the sky washed by rain.

Green peach holding clothes to the bed, said with a smile: "young master, today's spirit is very good!"

Hu que also showed a trace of smile, open arms, let her wait to change clothes.

Bitao shook off her clothes and put them on Hu Que's body. The clothes that could have been pulled from the back of Hu que were manipulated by her waist from the front. She nestled in Hu Que's arms, hoping that the fragrance of flowers on her body would attract young master.

Hu que looked at her wrinkly appearance, did not say a word, let her play with it.

After a while, Bitao saw that the young master didn't really mean to pamper her, so she stood up and looked up at Hu que with a smile: "young master, I'll get you some water to wash."

"No, let xiu'e come." Hu que sat down at the table and glanced at her coldly. The smile at the corner of his mouth had a trace of sarcastic coldness. "You'd better put some medicine on your face. It's swollen like a pig. It's very disappointing to see it early in the morning."

Green peach was stunned and covered her face. She glanced at Hu Que in an incredible way. She saw that he was cold. It was obvious that he was telling the truth. He was not making fun of himself. His eyes turned red.

How can you say that to her! Isn't it nice to her? Since a few days ago, the young master has changed since she was beaten twenty times in the mouth for punishing the third Miss Song!

"What are you doing? Do you want me to grow a needle eye

Long eye? Green peach face rose red, a mouth of silver teeth will be broken by her.

As a woman, there is nothing more sad than the beloved man who dislikes his ugly appearance. Tears fall down one after another and runs out.

Hu que then collected his cold eyes and hummed in his heart.

One by one, these servant girls are not well disciplined. Usually, he treats them well, but he thinks that you are good to me and everyone is good, and he is too lazy to have right and wrong.

However, they are more and more daring, more and more indulgent, even dare to face Xijiao disrespectfully in front of him! Then he didn't mind changing all these maids. After all, in the future, Xijiao would marry into the prefecture magistrate's office to be the hostess. He didn't want to upset her because of these people.

With early food, Hu que took his boy to the bamboo paper mill.

These days, he was recuperating and left all the affairs of the bamboo paper farm to song Xijiao, feeling sorry. When we arrived at the gate of the bamboo paper mill, we saw the guests coming in and going out, and the yard was bustling. Business was as good as ever, so I was relieved.

"Ouch, young master Hu!"

"Mr. Hu, I've been looking up to you for a long time."

"Young master Hu, I haven't seen you for a long time. Are you all right?"

Many of the guests knew Hu que, and they all bowed their hands to him. Hu que went back one by one, and then took the boy upstairs. When he arrived at the door of song Xijiao's exclusive room, he motioned for his servant to wait near the door, and went up alone and knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" Song Xijiao's clear and pleasant voice rang out from the room.

On hearing this sound, Hu que felt more comfortable and said, "it's me, Hu que."

"Oh! Mr. Hu, come in

Hu que then pushed the door in and said with a smile, "didn't you tell me to see the feather? Why did you change back? "

Hearing this, song Xijiao couldn't help but stare at him: "are you ok? I know all the characters. Jianyu is your nickname, and you are not

Unexpectedly, she knew that. Hu que didn't feel ashamed, but laughed: "who told you?"

Song Xijiao glared at him and said angrily, "Zhong, Chun!"

It turned out to be him. Hu que was not interested in this topic. He turned to the table and asked, "what are you doing?"

"I forgot to tell you." Song Xijiao picked up a few carved small pieces of wood in the palm of her hand, ran to Hu Que and held them to him. "What do you think this is?"

Hu que took it up and looked at it for a while, then he was surprised: "is this the movable type printing you said?"

Song Xijiao nods with a smile.

"Done?"

"It's still early, but the first two steps are extremely smooth, and the next step is much simpler." Song Xijiao broke her fingers and calculated the date. "In ten days, the branch store in Huizhou City will open, and the small wooden blocks can almost be carved. With the opening of the new store and the implementation of printed books, we will have a good time again! "

Hearing the speech, Hu Que's eyes also showed the light of excitement.

He has been in business for several years, and his silk, powder and tea shops have been running well. However, he sometimes makes money and sometimes loses money. No one can guarantee that any shop can make a steady profit at any time.

Only with song Xijiao's cooperation in this shop selling bamboo paper, not only don't worry about losing money, but also make more and more!

"Well, it's a pity that there are so many people who write reverse characters, but those who can draw them can't be found." Song Xijiao shakes her head in disappointment. Without painting, she can't make a hardback book of a higher grade than ordinary printed books, and she will lose a way to make a lot of money.On hearing this, Hu que opened the fan in his hand and shook it. He said with a smile, "who said it couldn't be found? I know one! "

A quarter of an hour later, the two people took a carriage and walked out of the city.

What song Xijiao hated most was riding a carriage, because the roads in this era were dirt roads and bumpy. Every time the shaft passed by, it would be bumpy for most of the day. She was never carsick and felt uncomfortable all over. She had to lift the curtain and look out to divert her attention.

As she walked by a lake outside the city, she saw many people who came out to fish and play around the lake. She didn't know what they were doing. When someone saw a carriage passing by, she suddenly called out, "come on, somebody! Someone has fallen into the lake

"Stop

Song Xijiao jumped out of the carriage, lifted her skirt and ran to the lake to have a look. There was a little boy struggling in the deep lake. However, he sank more and floated less, so he was going to die.

On the shore, many people looked around. Some were throwing ropes into the lake, and others were throwing sticks. But the child swam too far to reach.

A young woman was crying and struggling to jump into the lake, but she was dragged by a woman. She cried and said, "madam, you can't swim, you can't go into the water! The big guy is kind to help. Go down and save the young master. Please

Song Xijiao looked at it and was surprised that it was Han Yajun! The little boy in the lake is the shuo'er who was almost drowned last time? Why did he fall into the water again!

Not thinking so much, song Xijiao bit her teeth and jumped into the water without hesitation.

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