Qin Yuan stepped inside and saw that Lord Gu, who was sitting behind the table, had a fine stubble on his chin and cheeks, and his eyes were bloodshot.
The clothes were still on, wrinkled and crumpled, just like yesterday's.
He looks like he hasn't slept all night.
"Didn't you rest last night, my husband?" Qin Yuan looked at him disapprovingly.
Gu Jinghui chuckled dryly and said, "I'll go wash up. Yuan'er, sit here and wait for me for a while."
After saying that, he quickly got up and went to wash up.
Hongye and Cuiming set out the meal on the table beside them.
Qin Yuan casually flipped through the notes on the table. There were more than a dozen scattered notes, with some casual words written on them, and there was no connection between them.
It's completely confusing to read.
There must be an agreed-upon way of reading it between Lord Gu and his subordinates, which outsiders cannot easily decipher.
Is he angry?
Gu Shiba quickly stepped aside, his head bowed, waiting for Cui Ming to come over.
Qin Yuan has no intention of reading any more.
Gu Jinghui came out and saw her looking through the notes; his eyes were somewhat deep and unfathomable.
Bai An nodded and said, "Eighth Brother, Eighteenth Brother, are you alright? Farewell."
After finishing her meal, Cuiming said, "Husband, you have finished reviewing this year's account books for the front yard. The account books from previous years also need to be checked again."
Servant: "..."
Lord Gu said loudly, "Something's happened. It would be bad if we had to call the servants back to clean up later."
Da Dong immediately said, "You and Master heard that there was no movement in my room last night, so you stopped opening and closing the windows."
Gu Jinghui and Qin Yuan knelt facing each other. The table was small, and the two were very close, which made them appear even closer.
Bai An returned to Wutong Garden and had someone invite Doctor Li over. He first asked if Bai An slept well last night, if he was comfortable in his accommodations, and if he had eaten breakfast.
Eighth Master is becoming increasingly baffling.
Cui Ming couldn't help but frown. What was going on?
Lord Gu understood; he was still angry about that.
Cuiming, leading Hongye and Qin Yuan, took a few steps and saw Gu Shiba and Gu Jinghui standing on the corridor talking. She asked, "Has Eighth Brother and Shiba not eaten yet?"
Although it wasn't exactly my opinion, Cuiming could only agree.
Cui Ming also declined.
After Gu Shiba left, Gu Jinghui said, "Everyone else has nothing to do, but you're the only one who has something to do."
Now, the sick people outside the mansion are in one courtyard, and a group of people who had contact with the patients are in another courtyard. The number of people is decreasing.
Bai Anqiang responded.
Hongye quickly asked, "Madam, is everything alright?"
Gu Jinghui shook his head, "His master needs to take care of his health from now on, what would he want to see you for?"
Gu Shiba said, "Since you've benefited from Eighth Master's influence, Madam, are you going back now? The Marquis didn't sleep well last night, so his spirits are inevitably a bit low. Please don't worry about it, Madam."
Bai Anqiang called out to Gu Shiba outside the study. Gu Shiba hurriedly replied, "Eighth Master, you can leave now. You have nothing to do."
My eyes were full of expectation, like a big child asking for candy.
Cui Ming said with a straight face, "If he's resting and you're upset, then you're leaving. If he can get up for lunch, then he can have lunch; if he can get up, then he can have dinner."
Gu Jinghui said enviously, "I've already eaten. Eighth Sister-in-law came to dine with Eighth Brother. Eighth Brother is really lucky."
Cui Ming admitted it.
I softened my voice and said, "You do this every day, but last night this Physician Liu communicated with the hostage of the Yelü clan, so you inevitably pursued him a bit too closely. In addition, the guards who investigated Xu Zhen last night also sent back a message."
Gu Jinghui turned his face to look at me and said, "Heh."
Cuiming stood up. "You should go back first. He should rest quickly. Staying up late is bad for his health. There are so few people outside the manor who have contracted smallpox. He needs to be careful."
Seizing the opportunity, the servant hurriedly asked, "Eighth Master, should we call Concubine Zheng to serve you your meal?"
You ask, "Is he going to lie down and rest for a while?"
After thinking for a moment, Bai Anqiang added, "If he points something out, he'll tell you first, so as to alert Mother."
Cui Ming retorted, "He works day and night, he's just resting. What are you doing here?"
Li Langzhong glanced at Da Dong and then smiled.
Cuiming rolled her eyes at me and said loudly, "You told him that he himself is taking good care of his health, and it's pointless for others to help him."
Cui Ming lowered her eyes, "..."
The servant readily agreed.
Lord Gu laughed: "You're in good health, what is he worried about? As long as he's naughty, you'll be naughty too, and you'll stay with him until you grow old."
Lord Gu said, seemingly casually, "If he has time, how about he also take stock of the accounts in the backyard? He's been managing those things since you came back."
Both of them were lost in thought, Bai Anqiang seemed to be pondering something.
Gu Jinghui looked at Cui Ming's figure and sighed, "Eighth Brother is really unlucky."
Sixth Master Gu couldn't help but tease you again, "Why are you blushing? He always says that husband and wife are one, so naturally our lifespans are one too."
As he spoke, he reached for the plates and dishes under the table. Master Gu also reached out to pull him up. With a "bang," the plates fell onto the table, shattering into pieces.
Cuiming went out and instructed the servant guarding the gate, "Have him clean the house and then find someone to deliver the food box to Wutong Garden."
Gu Shiba said, "The Marquis said that the eldest was tired during those days, so I will keep watch over him, and the eldest will keep an eye on things during the day."
The problem was that it was a container for steamed buns, and no juice had spilled onto the ground.
The servant said, "Eighth Master is also very busy reading and composing poetry."
Cuiming said, "Master, you should come with me."
Bai An said angrily, "Let him rest. After you leave, he will have someone pack the dishes into a food box and send it to Wutong Garden."
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