The Submissive Emperor

Because Wei fainted, the subordinates were busy choking people, and the house was in chaos. Lou Jing could go back to Suzaku Hall no matter how Lou Jianyu resolved it.

There were two guards from the Anguo government outside the Vermilion Hall, and Lou Jing directly let them leave and replaced the Donggong guard.

In the past, the subordinates in Zhuquetang were divided into public accounts. After Lou Jing got married, Wei used this as an excuse to transfer some of the subordinates from Zhuquetang to other places for use.

"Go and get everyone back." Lou Jing sat in the main hall of Suzaku Hall, and asked her mother to get everyone back, whether it was the steward in the house or the rascal girl.

There was still chaos in the mansion at the moment, and no one could care about it. Xun Xia cheered and shouted that he was going to find the former little sister himself. Lou Jing waved her hand to let her go.

In Lou Jing's room, in addition to the two big maids Xun Xia and Ying Qiu, there were also two second-class maids and four rough maids. The second-class maid Wei Shi did not dare to move, but the rough maids were going to leave. Looking for Xia Lue to inquire, they knew that the four little girls had been sent to the pulp washing room!

There are so many world servants in this mansion, and there are just a bunch of idlers, and there will be no shortage of manpower at all, but Wei Shi still transferred Lou Jing's maid to the most tiring pulp washing room, which can be seen by his dedication. When Xunxia heard this, she went into a rage and ran all the way to the pulp washing room.

The washing room is located in the northwest corner of the Anguo Government. The host’s personal clothes are washed by the maids who are waiting in the house. The washing room washes curtains, curtains, and table covers. Low, usually when the mistress wants to punish the girl next to her, she will throw people into the washing room.

"How do you guys do? You can't do anything like this?" A five-and-three-thirty housekeeper was holding Xiao Zhu Mi and slamming it at the little girls.

"Mom, don't fight, Xiaotao has a fever today, and she has no strength to work." A little girl cried and begged for mercy.

The people in the pulp washing room were all face numb, watching the mother-in-charge beating people, no one made a sound, and the work of the staff kept on, rubbing clothes and pestle, washing and drying, but they would glance over from time to time.

"Mom, the madam transferred us to help, but it wasn't for us to be beaten. If you know about it, you won't be able to eat it!" Although the beaten Xiaotao was sick, she was probably annoyed by being beaten. , Xingmu stared at the woman openly.

"Huh, when you come to this kind of place, do you still treat you as the golden girl in the house of the son?" The woman sneered, "Is the son of the son come back to the house today, did you see someone come to lead you?"

"The son of the world is back?" Xiao Tao was surprised that these lowest-class maids are not qualified to know about the master's family. They work in the dark without knowing that the son has returned.

"Little hoof, the eldest son can't remember you coming back, hurry up and work!" The woman was impatient, and raised the thin bamboo stick to beat it again.

"Stop it!" Xun Xia saw such a scene as soon as she arrived in the pulp washing room. She was so angry that she couldn't take care of her decent, so she rushed up and pushed the woman.

"Oh! What kind of bitch..." The woman was pushed to a halt, turned her head cursingly, and when she saw the person coming, she stopped her voice and put on a smiling face, "Hey, isn't this Miss Xunxia?"

Xunxia ignored her and stretched out his hands to bring a few little girls to her side, then slowly raised her head and said with a cold face: "Mother Wang, I am here to lead the person from the Vermillion Bird Hall by the order of the son of the world."

The Wang Pozi's face changed a few times, and she sneered: "The son of the world is really nostalgic, but I can't do anything about it, so I have to report it to my wife."

Xunxia took out her veil and wiped the crying face of the little girl who had just been protecting Xiaotao.

"Sister..." The little girls were very scared. If Xun Xia left them, he would report to his wife first. They didn't know how long they would have to wait. They wouldn't want to stay in this place for a moment.

"Shi Ziye is still waiting, I'll take the people away first, and my mother will report to his wife." Xun Xia ignored her, such an old slave can open a dyeing workshop by giving her three points of color.

The Wang's wife dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak, so Xun Xia took the person away, and she could only stomped her feet bitterly, turned and went to the upper court to file a complaint with his wife.

"Sister, can we really return to the Vermilion Bird Hall?" Xiao Tao's eyes widened, and her excitement was beyond words.

"Yes," Xunxia patted her face, these little girls are also eleven or twelve years old, and now they are really suffering.

"Woo..." The four people looked at each other and couldn't help crying.

Lou Jing looked at the four little girls who had brought them back, each looking haggard, and frowning slightly, "Xun Xia will take them down to rest. There is no need to wait for these two days."

Cheng Xiuru took the account of the Vermilion Hall. "The dowry and wedding gifts are all cash silver, antiques, jewellery, silk and satin. There are no farms or shops. They are all received from the library. After noon, I will take someone to Baofeng Building. ."

Lou Jing nodded, "From now on, Zhuquetang's chewing and sub-routines will be paid out of his account."

From now on, even if Suzakutang has been separated, the original steward has been promoted to a housekeeper, and the monthly rate has also doubled. I am very happy, and eagerly seek out the craftsman, and change the side door outside the Suzaku hall to The gate, in the future, there will be no need to pass through the main gate of Anguo Gongfu in the future.

This day was so busy and busy to toss over. Today is Muxiu. Lou Jing doesn't need to go to Beiya, so he settles the family affairs properly.

After washing up at night, Lou Jing lay down on the bed where she had slept for many years, but felt uncomfortable how she slept. She got up and took out His Royal Highness’s pillow from the three-foot lacquer box. He held it in his arms and sniffed it hard. Stained with the soap scent between Xiao Chengjun's hair. Lou Jing buried his face in the pillow and rolled around on the bed sullenly.

Although the Royal Mansion of Min Dynasty had been cleaned up a long time ago, Xiao Chengjun moved in on the first day and inevitably had to meet people. The internal affairs were left to Chang Enlai, the outside steward was the original Donggong official, and the defense was left to Lu Zhao, the original Donggong guard.

"Master, the defense has been arranged." Lu Zhao, with the word Mingyuan, is a son of a family. Originally, Xiao Chengjun was deposed. Because of his origin, he can stay in the palace as a guard commander. Who knows that this person is silent on weekdays It didn't sound. At this time, he said that he would not leave Xiao Chengjun at all. According to his words, the generals would not serve the second master.

Xiao Chengjun glanced at Lu Zhao who was expressionless and nodded slightly, "If someone walks in over the wall, don't hurt it at will. I'll talk about it when I see the person."

"Subordinates understand that they will never accidentally hurt the elder son." Lu Zhaozhong replied with full anger.

His Royal Highness the King of Min was stunned, and coughed lightly and waved his hand to let him go down. This Lu Zhao didn't know how to speak euphemistically.

The Prince’s Mansion is actually much more comfortable than the East Palace. You don’t need to get up and sleep on time, and you don’t have to wait for peace in the morning and evening. The study and bedroom are very close, and you don’t need to be a chariot. It looks more like a home. only…

Xiao Chengjun took out a framed picture from the porcelain bucket. On it, the beauty in white clothes smiled beautifully, and could not help feeling a little sad. Without his wife, this mansion would not be home even if it was warm.

Lying on the bed at night, the empty big bed made Xiao Chengjun feel empty in his heart. He rubbed his cheeks on the Jinbei, and closed his eyes with a sigh.

The next morning, when the sun was shining on the light blue curtain, Xiao Chengjun woke up in a daze, and found something hot beside him. He opened his eyes and faced the beautiful and unparalleled face with a smile on his face. Look at him.

"Zhuoyu?" Xiao Chengjun was stunned.

"His Royal Highness, morning." Lou Jing licked his lips, leaned over, and placed a soft kiss on the slightly opened lips.