Counterattack of the Cannon Fodder Chambermaid

Chapter 226

There is a vassal king who acts as a backer. He is different from other private merchants. He wants money, soldiers and manpower. He can advance before he can retreat. Over the past few years, Su Shun's business has developed surprisingly fast.

His private salt business has been doing very well. It's not too much to say that he makes a lot of money every day. The money he earns is money. He has opened many inns, restaurants, brothels and gambling houses everywhere. On the one hand, it is another kind of investment, and on the other hand, it is also conducive to collecting all kinds of information.

Of course, Su Shun's return this time is not only ostensibly said to come back and have a look, but also for the sake of returning to pay the bill.

Even if Su Shun is busy, he will come back and report several times a year. Whether King Jing sees it or not is his business. Su Shun can't take the master's trust for granted.

King Jing also knew Su Shun's temperament. Sure enough, he saw a big box in the corner. He knew that it was filled with accounts of private businesses of the last year.

Su Shun reported some important things to King Jing, touched a black box from behind and put it on the table.

"Your Highness, there are all the surpluses in this year. If there is nothing else, the servant will leave first. He hasn't come back for a long time. Talk to some old guys."

King Jing never said too emotional words, "stay more days and don't work too hard."

This sentence is very rare for King Jing. Su Shun naturally understands some concerns behind these words.

"I know."

King Jing waved and Su stepped back.

Xiaohua was frightened by King Jing's move to touch her hair. She was stunned for a while before she reacted.

I can't imagine why he came so suddenly.

It was getting late. King Jing left with his front feet, and lilac took Xiaohua to dress her up, so as not to go late.

Floret today is wearing a peach pink foundation, Rose Embroidery, embroidered lace, and peach colored skirt. During this period, the two clove and dinglan people continued to drive out a few beautiful clothes for floret. It's not how luxurious it is. After all, the wife's rules are there, but at least no one is laughing at the sour little flower's poor clothes.

Dressed up well, Xiaohua didn't even have breakfast, so she hurried to Changchun hospital.

Who knows, it's still a little late.

Today, several people in the backyard have arrived, including Yu Jiao, who has just been lifted.

Xiaohua enters the hall and sighs in her heart. It doesn't appear on the surface. Salute and greet her.

Princess Jing, sitting at the top, pulled the tea lamp in her hand, as if she didn't see it. After a long time, I raised my hand.

Xiaohua nodded again and sat down.

As soon as she sat down, Yujiao began to speak, "so many people are waiting for one. It's really big."

Yujiao didn't name her name, but anyone knew she was talking about Xiaohua. Yujiao looked at the flower lady in front of her jealously. She looked like a peach blossom with spring water. Her figure was getting better and better. She looked both charming and gorgeous. It can be seen that she had a good time recently.

On the contrary, she was forbidden for a month, and her heart was tortured with resentment every day. Instead, she didn't look as good as this bitch.

Xiaohua pulled the corners of her mouth, half bowed her head and didn't look at Yujiao.

Sometimes she would think that the king's residence is indeed the king's residence, and many things are different from others, such as rules, but sometimes she felt that the king's residence is actually no different from others, such as the daily greetings, such as the competition between wives and concubines, and women's sour faces.