Be Careful General's Wife!

Shopkeeper Zhao thought for a moment and said, "this villa is so cheap that Mrs. Shen is afraid that she will be suspicious."

Murong Li said with a smile: "then you always think of a reason to let her feel that the villa is only worth this price!"

He believed that with the wisdom of manager Zhao, he could definitely think of a reasonable reason!

"This..." Manager Zhao is in trouble. What reason does he have to think of to make Mrs. Shen feel that the villa is only worth this price?

Manager Zhao went out of the Qingxin Pavilion and went to the gate of the stable Houfu, thinking about the reasons while walking.

That villa is a vicious house?

No, I can't. If it's a vicious house, I'm afraid it will scare Mrs. Shen out of buying it.

What's the reason? He has some pain in the skull.

"Beauty, beauty, where are you?" All around suddenly a man, a dirty voice.

Manager Zhao frowned and looked around. In the garden ahead, Murong de was covering his eyes with a veil, walked cautiously, and stretched out his hands to feel around.

Not far away from him, under the willow trees and beside the flower beds, stood two young women in gaudy, elegant posture, eating and laughing at him. The two women, at first glance, were not decent women of good family. They seemed to have come out of the flower street.

The two women were dancers bought by murongde in GouLan yard shortly after he came out of the prison. Because he didn't want to go out and be ridiculed and humiliated, he played with the two dancers every day.

Liu, his mother, because she felt that he had suffered in prison, even if he acted absurdly, she would not care about him.

"Here I am, my Lord." The dancer under the willow called out, and then she moved her position and ran to the other side.

"Look! I will hold you this time Murong de looked for the sound to touch the past, a bowl of thick willow. Pursed his lips and kissed the bark of the old tree.

"Ha ha ha ha ha." the two dancers covered their stomachs and laughed.

The fool even hugged the tree and kissed it. The tree and the human body are very different. He didn't recognize it.

"Bah, bah, bah..." Murong leaves the tree bark, some impatient, pulled off the blindfold of the veil. Where are you seeing nobody? Then directly ran over, will hold the person in the arms, facing the pink tender neck is a meal of random gnawing.

Don't be so busy in the sky.

The stable Hou even named him murongde. Where does he have any virtue? The word "de" is really polluted.

To get out of the house through the main gate, manager Zhao had to pass by the road in front of murongde. He was afraid that he would be too old to have a needle eye, so he planned to go out the back door, turn around and go back.

"Stop..." Murong De, who was gnawing at the dancer's neck, saw manager Zhao and stopped him.

Manager Zhao looked around and saw that there was no one else. He knew that murongde was calling him.

"Is he calling me He turned around and looked at murongde in a dignified way.

He is not the servant of the stable Marquis house, but the manager of the host. Naturally, there is no need for him to show a low attitude in murongde.

"Who else is here besides you, an old man?" Murong de embraces the dancing girl and looks at the shopkeeper Zhao in a very domineering way.

Manager Zhao's face sank, a pair of sharp eyes, looking at Murong de plain.

"Come here for me." Murong De Yang chin, with the tone of command, said to the shopkeeper Zhao.

Manager Zhao did not move, still calm face.

"The old man is so arrogant that he doesn't listen to you." A dancer, with her face on Murong De's chest, whispered.

By the beauty son said, Murong from feel face some hang not live, then shout: "old thing, don't roll over."

After thinking about it, manager Zhao thought that it was better not to cause trouble, so as not to disturb the son of the world, so he took his time.

Murong de was very proud to see that the old man who listened to Murong's words rolled over after listening to his own words.

"What can I do for you, young master?" Manager Zhao asked.

Murong de complacent smile, look at him and ask: "you come today is to give your master son send account book, and pick star upstairs month of profit!"

Manager Zhao comes once a month, so people in this mansion know what he is doing here.

"It is," Zhao replied

"How much did you make last month?" He can hear people say that the business of the tower is very good now! His mother also said, that pick Star Building a month at least also can profit several hundred thousand Liang silver!

"I'm sorry to inform you." This murongde is not the owner of jiexinglou, so he can't tell him the profit of jiexinglou.

"If you have nothing to ask, I will go first."

Murong Li's face became ugly again, pointing to the nose of manager Zhao and scolding, "what are you crazy about? As soon as the short-lived ghost dies, the star picking tower will be my Lord's. When you take over the pick Star building, the first thing is to drive you out. "Murong from that short-lived ghost, it is estimated that not a few years to live, when the time comes, all he has is his own. Including his industries, and his position as a son of the world.

Manager Zhao's sharp eyes and coldly looked at Murong Li and said, "young master, you'd better be careful about what you say, and these words will reach the emperor's ears. You know, the emperor loves shiziye most. If he knows that you are a short-lived ghost, will the emperor let you go to the Yamen and get dozens of big boards, and let you live in the prison for another year and a half! "

The mud that can't help the wall said that Shizi was a short-lived ghost and wanted to pick up the Star Tower. He's a short-lived man! You can't get on the table. Even if the son of heaven is gone, the emperor will not leave the property left by the eldest princess to the stable Hou Fen Fen Fen.

If it was not for the prince, where would there be the stable Marquis house? Outsiders can see the situation of the stable Houfu, but only the one who can't understand his own situation.

Murongde was shocked by manager Zhao's eyes. His words hurt his nerves and reminded him that the short-lived ghost was higher than himself.