The night is dark and the wind is high.

At Chunshu Hutong, Sun Fu reached out and touched the silver for the person on duty. The person on duty looked a little strange and smiled and said, "Come to find those three ladies again? It would be better to come during the day, and their You family also met the shopkeeper during the day... If you walk at night, you are afraid that there will be rumors."

The solemn on Sun Fu's face flashed and he smiled and patted the shoulder of the market on duty, "Thank you for your reminder, I'll come to Ningrong Street tomorrow, and I'll give you a drink."

So he hummed a few Kunqu operas in a low voice and walked into the alley. At this moment, the descendants became more and more impressed by Mr. Cong's foresight. It would not be a long-term way to continue like this.

At that time, the private market was not what people in the money society said, "It's not up to you" and "Everyone swept the snow in front of the door, don't worry about the frost on others." In the ethical concepts of citizens, even if they dare not criticize and resist the wealthy family, they hum a few sentences in private and make up a few folk songs to mock it.

For example, Ximen Qing and Pan Jinlian in "Jin Ping Mei". Although their neighbors feared Ximen Daguan, their affairs had long been passed down by their neighbors, and Wu Dalang was kept in the dark. This is the citizens' attitude towards life.

However, Sun Fu thought that as soon as these rumors came out, Mr. Cong immediately took countermeasures. After all, unlike Ximen Qing, the third wife of the You family has no husband now, so she can't blame Mr. Cong for nothing. She is afraid that the identity of You will be exposed and exposed to the officialdom. At this time, she will prepare for the future and will not be afraid of worries.

Even if an official hears a little rumor, without evidence, he will not be able to touch Jia Cong.

When he arrived at the door of the house, Sun Fu knocked on the door and reported the name of Cong Ye in the crack of his mouth. However, he didn't expect that the two large wooden doors on the steps had just opened, and a gust of fragrant wind was coming to his face as if he had walked into the bushes of flowers. Sun Fu was dizzy and saw a red shadow rushing towards him. He was shocked and jumped away quickly.

"Wang!Wang!Wang!"

Suddenly, the sound of loose iron chains tightening came from the corner of the wall, and the barking of dogs was right in my ears. I thought Dahuang was not far from his jumping place, and Sun Fu was shocked again: "My aunt, what are you doing?"

Then the lantern lit up, the door was closed and bolted. Sun Fu saw clearly that it was the pomegranate, You Sanjie. The pomegranate lifted the lantern and covered her mouth and exclaimed: "I've made a mistake!"

Sister You San saw the face of the visitor clearly, her face turned pale and lacked interest: "No wonder she was hiding from me. She almost let me jump out of the door and said, "What are you doing?"

Sun Fu's eyes turned and he realized after careful consideration, it must be You Sanjie. Pomegranate had discussed some conspiracy. Master Cong had an impression of Pomegranate, and he was an old servant. When he heard Pomegranate's voice, he would think it was Youshi, so he would not doubt it and be intimate on the spot. You Sanjie was really unpredictable.

After taking a look, the third sister was wearing a big red dress, with a charming face and a slender waist. Sun Fu couldn't help swallowing a saliva, and regretted that he shouldn't dodge just now. Then he thought about what Mr. Cong did to them, and he didn't know, so he would dodge it.

He said that the master had important things to report. The You family relied on Jia Cong, and You Sanjie didn't do anything to Sun Fu. He just felt unlucky and asked him to enter the living room. The pomegranate told the other owner that he came over. At that time, You Shi and You Erjie were still making needles. It was said that it was Jia Cong's servant Sun Fu, but he came out without dressing up carefully.

Sun Fu saw You Shi, and You Erjie was loose in her hair, and her demeanor was full of beauty. She was so beautiful that she followed her mother You, but she didn't dare to look at her, and said intimately: "Mr. Cong is so lucky. When will I have such a blessing? It won't be too easy to go to the restaurant to look for her every day..."

After telling her purpose, although Eryou noticed something, Youshi did not say anything. This was the first time she said it upright. Youshi couldn't help but blush. Although You's mother was shocked, she didn't teach her any lessons. One thing she knew about her two daughters and Jia Zhen and Jia Rong, and the other thing was that Youshi was not her biological child. This old man understood the truth, the debts of favors and flesh to pay for it. If Jia Cong was meaningless to Youshi, he wouldn't have helped you for so many years.

"Our master means that the eldest grandma has to go to the south to run the store, manage some shops, and set up Yangzhou. As for whether the two girls will go or not, it will be by the way." Sun Fu didn't want others to underestimate him. The pair of boots under his feet were polished brightly, sat steadily, and was very imposing.

Hearing the sound of "big grandma", I don't know where to call you, Youshi's red glow faded and made a decision indifferently: "They go together, maybe finding a few good husbands in the south is better than being here to wasting their youth."

When making this decision, You Shi was in a conflict and worried that Jia Cong would steal his two sisters. Not only were her adopted cousins, but she always felt uncomfortable sharing a man with them. However, the two sisters also had bad reputations and it was hard to find a good family. Maybe they could solve these things in the south, and travel there across thousands of miles and settle down, which was equivalent to everything starting over again. Who would know?

"It's OK, but our master said that he doesn't want to delay or interfere with my second sister's affairs... The marriage must be resolved, so you don't leave any worries..." Sun Fu sat upright.

You Erjie lowered her head and turned her head with a hint of resentment: "Although Zhang Hua is a marriage, she is not familiar with each other, and she has not seen him come to the door for the past few years, but she has no money left and can't take care of herself... As long as I give him some money, he will be unhappy. She can't care about the marriage, but she just let me waste my youth..."

Now, it is true that You Erjie despises the poor and loves the rich, and it is true that Zhang Hua can't afford to support her. No one has any objection and has decided that the store will be settled tomorrow and will leave Beijing the next day.

Sun Fu was about to leave, and Yu Erjie asked the kitchen to put some wine and food for him. Sun Fu was reluctant. You Shi was silent for a while before asking: "Is your master very busy now? Why don't you come here in person?"

"I'm very busy. I met the emperor yesterday, I met the imperial concubine today, and I met the cabinet department tomorrow, inside and outside the palace, and outside the home, I'm busy with nothing... Our master is now a celebrity of Master Yong Le, who is inspecting the three provinces. Whenever he hears the ceremonial ceremony of Cong, many provinces will come to curry favor..." Sun Fu talked endlessly. Although he couldn't see the future of the third wife of the You family, their status must be higher than that of him this time, so they are easy to talk and please.

Because the two sisters were by your side, Youshi was embarrassed to ask more questions. She had only been missing for a few days, so she was a little worried and even went to the bookstore to wait. At this time, it sounded like she was worried about gains and losses, fearing that she would get older over time. It would be hard to say such days soon.

You Erjie and You Sanjie looked at each other quietly, and they were all in their eyes. At this time, they were Jia Cong's concubine, so they were willing to do so.

"Amitabha!" Old Lady You chanted the Buddha's name on the side, "If it weren't for your master's help, our family would have been unable to live a long time ago. It's just that the whole family moved away. Wouldn't it be too ostentatious..."

"The Censorate only stipulates that the chariot and horse servants of Mr. Cong will not exceed twenty. You must send some servants and follow them. At that time, there will be a post station to pass on to you..."
Chapter completed!