Pei Zhixing felt bad when he thought about his identity being exposed.
But Jing Shengcheng still had a smile on his face.
Jing Shengcheng said, "Mr. Mei, if you're not busy, come upstairs."
Pei Zhixing took a deep breath. He had been feeling nervous since he stepped onto the stairs.
Jing Shengcheng leaned on the window and witnessed everything.
I couldn't help but burst out laughing.
He guessed that Pei Zhixing must feel that his identity was exposed, and he had already set up ambushes around him and was ready to take action.
Pei Zhixing is a very smart person.
Unfortunately, being too smart turns into stupidity.
If I had really discovered it, I should have taken action just now.
Pei Zhixing looks like his younger brother, and by taking advantage of this, he can not only capture Pei Zhiqian's many admirers during his lifetime, but also make money for himself.
When necessary, he could also sow discord between Pei Zhixing and the mastermind behind the scenes.
What a good strategy that kills two birds with one stone.
His aunt's thoughts had already reminded him, so how could Jing Shengcheng not prepare for a rainy day?
He's not stupid.
"Master Jing, do you have something to ask me?"
Jing Shengcheng gestured to the seat next to him: "Mr. Mei, come and sit down. I have something to tell you."
Pei Zhixing walked into the house again with a cautious look on his face.
"Mr. Mei, you have hurt my feelings." Jing Shengcheng spoke in an unfathomable manner, but there was no trace of sadness on his face.
Pei Zhixing clenched his fingers and remained silent.
"But it doesn't matter. I know you're beautiful..." Jing Shengcheng stretched out his hand and asked impatiently, "How about this? As long as you're willing to stay in Dongningyuan, I'll give you double the salary."
Pei Zhixing looked hesitant.
Could it be that Jing Shengcheng suspected that he was being poached when he left the company?
Thinking that his identity had not been exposed, Pei Zhixing finally had a smile on his face.
"Your Excellency has been so kind to Qingyi. How could Qingyi leave you?" Pei Zhixing pretended to be moved and stretched out his slender hand.
Pei Zhixing immediately retracted his hand.
He jumped up and said, "Mr. Mei, I'm sorry, I'm lustful. I'm afraid it will be bad for you. We need to keep our distance."
After saying that, Jing Shengcheng opened the door and said, "Mr. Mei, have a good rest. Your guests will be here soon."
Pei Zhixing: Why does it feel like my business is booming every day!
At night, the butcher thought he was going to be fired, so he packed his bags and prepared to leave.
Who knew to say goodbye to Jing Shengcheng.
But they want to give him a raise.
The butcher was stunned: "Sir, you are not angry with me?"
"Should I be angry?" Jing Shengcheng tapped the table with his finger. "I gave you the processing fee, and you're not happy?"
"happy."
The butcher went out and almost jumped for joy.
He didn't think Jing Shengcheng had a problem with his brain at first, but felt that he had worshipped a little god during the day.
That’s why I didn’t get scolded for doing something wrong, and I even got extra pay.
I feel so happy.
Later, when he spread the rumor, all the clients in Dongning Hospital who wanted to spend the night with Pei Zhixing bought longevity locks and went to Qiaoqiao Temple to worship the gods.
Inside the general's mansion.
Jing Ruchang and Baili Mei called their elder brother and sister-in-law to come and disinfect the longevity lock together.
The four of them were so exhausted from washing that they couldn't even straighten their backs.
"I say, after we clean it, do we really want to hang it around Qiaoqiao's neck?"
Xi Yanlan didn't say anything, but her eyes fell on Jing Qiaoqiao's neck in the rocking chair.
indeed.
There are so many longevity locks that it’s unbearable to look at them.
Qiaoqiao sister’s neck is almost invisible.
【I like it, don't worry, just hang up. 】
My neck will get thicker and thicker. Trust me, don't lock up the locks. They're all my baby's treasures.
The four of them heard the inner voice and laughed out loud on the spot.
Although Jing Ruchang and Baili Mei did not confront their elder brother and sister-in-law directly.
But both had their doubts.
"Sister Qiaoqiao is smiling so happily, so just wear it. Besides, she's lying down here, so as long as we can hold her, it doesn't matter how many she wears."
"Sister-in-law is right, Madam, stop talking nonsense and disinfect quickly. There are so many."
"Okay, okay."
The Qiaoqiao Temple is becoming more and more popular.
More legends about the cute little fairy appeared in the streets and alleys.
It's just even more exaggerated than overthrowing the country.
Imperial Palace.
Inside the pavilion.
"Lu Xiaojia, what position do you think I should assign to Wu Er'er?"
Lu Xiaojia held up the whisk, but still didn't know the answer to the question, "Your Majesty, I don't know."
The old emperor sighed.
Wu Er'er saved his life and was also good at martial arts.
He originally thought that since that brat Jing Shenghua looked down upon the position of commander of the imperial guards, he would let Wu Erlu take the position.
But now, that brat Jing Shenghua has changed his mind and has a very good relationship with Wu Er'er.
How can I treat them equally and not make them both angry?
Just when he was at a loss, Concubine Yue arrived.
The old emperor smiled happily and said, "My beloved concubine, come here."
Concubine Yue sat down slowly and stroked the old emperor's furrowed brows. "Your Majesty, are you in trouble?"
The old emperor told Concubine Yue everything about the matter.
Noble Concubine Yue couldn't help laughing when she heard this. "The position of commander of the Imperial Guards must definitely go to Young Master Jing. After all, it was your Majesty who promised him. As for General Wu, you can definitely arrange for someone else."
"But Wu Er'er saved my life?"
"There are so many ways to repay. Does it have to be an official position? Speaking of which, the job of commanding the Imperial Guards is not easy. If there's danger, you have to go. If something goes wrong, you have to take the responsibility."
"So, Your Majesty, any money you spend is better than an official position. If that doesn't work, just get a... Imperial Guard, which is no better than the Commander of the Imperial Guards."
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