Chapter 205

Xu's and Song Rong's words directly blocked Song Dai. Of course, he couldn't force him. If he said anything, he would really become the person who is not aboveboard.

Song Dai looked at the mother and daughter, looking a little unhappy, but he had to say, "there's nothing important. Since it's inconvenient for my sister-in-law, I'll leave first."

How dare he stay here now? If he stays here again, he has nothing to say to Xu. What he wants to say to Xu can't be said in front of Song Rong.

Song Dai ate a soft nail here. Although he left, his heart became more and more itchy.

The more he can't get it, the more he wants it.

Two days later, Song Rong quietly left the house and met Qian Jinbao in his house. Now Song Rong changed the name of the house to Rongyuan, which forms an interesting contrast with the ronghua hall.

Qian Jinbao and Song Rong sat face to face in the warm Pavilion. With a smile, he took out a stack of silver tickets from his arms, handed them to Song Rong and said, "sister song, count, twenty thousand Liang!"

Song Rong certainly wouldn't let an easily take back the jade face Guanyin and let Qian Jinbao open a price of 20000 Liang.

Song Rong took a look, took out five thousand taels of silver, handed them to Qian Jinbao and said, "you are a hero in this matter. You can take this silver as a hard fee for you."

Qian Jinbao exclaimed and hurriedly said, "sister Rong, what are you doing? You don't see your brother Jinbao in your eyes. Where can I ask for your silver and help you do things? I'm willing and eager!"

Song Rong looked at Qian Jinbao, who was getting thinner and thinner in front of her, and felt it deeply in her heart. When she grew up, Qian Jinbao was also quietly changing. Over time, Qian Jinbao would really grow into the first childe of Suzhou in her previous life.

Song Rong pushed the silver note again and said, "why? Don't you think I give you less? It's reasonable that I should give you half, but I'm too short of silver recently. Naturally, I can't do this. I'll take advantage of you first."

"Sister Rong, what are you doing? I don't mean that. I don't want any money. Take it back!" Qian Jinbao thought Song Rong misunderstood him and quickly explained.

Song Rong said reluctantly, "I'm just joking with you. Why are you serious? You have to accept the silver ticket anyway. Well, just save it for me. If I like something rare in the future, I'll let you buy it. Don't be distressed!"

Seeing Song Rong say so, Qian Jinbao put away the silver ticket with a smile: "sister Rong, do you think we are giving and receiving each other privately?"

Song Rong's eyebrow jumped. Qian Jinbao never stopped talking! Give and receive privately, you ghost!

However, Song Rong was also lazy to argue with Qian Jinbao. Qian Jinbao often said such words. At the beginning, Song Rong would also argue with Qian Jinbao. Later, Song Rong became numb, but he felt more and more in his heart that Qian Jinbao would provoke many girls in the future.

I don't know how many girls want to be sad for Qian Jinbao. But that's what she shouldn't worry about.

Let the jade face Guanyin go out for a walk. When she came back, she got 15000 taels of silver and stepped on the angle. She was still very comfortable in her heart. Thinking about the corners of her lips, she couldn't help rising.

Song Rong didn't pay much attention to other things because of the birthday banquet recently. Now she is finally free and asks Qinghu for questions.

"Qinghu, what I asked you to do, how are you doing?" Song Rong asked, looking at Qinghu. She asked about putting people in Zhu Herong's house.

Qinghu hurriedly said, "I dare not neglect what the young lady ordered. Not long ago, I talked to a child called Wanling in the house."

Then Qinghu began to introduce Song Rong about Wan Ling. Wan Ling was not called Wan Lin either. She was the child of a tenant's house near Gusu city.

Because the raw ones are exquisite and lovely, Zhu Herong bought them and forcibly brought them back to his house to satisfy his animal behavior.

Coincidentally, when Qinghu and others collected herbs, they also saw this Wanling. Unexpectedly, Wanling was already at Zhu Herong's house.

Speaking of it, Wan Ling is the favorite person of Zhu Herong. Wan Ling is not as tough as Feng Yi. She is obedient to Zhu Herong, but obedience and obedience. Who is the half-aged child willing to do so?

So when Qinghu found Wanling, Wanling immediately expressed her willingness to work for Qinghu.

"Can this Wan Ling be trusted?" Song Rong was still a little worried.

Qinghu said with a smile, "it's natural and credible. I've arranged for Wanling's parents to move away from Gusu and into Huaicheng. It can be said that his parents are in our hands, not to threaten him, but to stay behind."

Song Rong was surprised when he heard this and looked at Qinghu. He didn't expect Qinghu to be so smart.

In the past, when Qinghu was asked to throw red apricots in the lake, Qinghu was very afraid.

However, when you think about it carefully, Qinghu should also make progress. Now Song Rong has handed over all the big and small things outside the house to Qinghu.

Song Rong pondered and said, "I want to see this Wan Ling in person. I don't know if I can arrange it."

Qinghu nodded and said, "I'll tell Wanling. The child is very alert. Naturally, he knows how to come out."

The next day, a group of people appeared on the road of Gusu City, led by a young boy who was quite heroic. He looked a little over ten years old, followed by a lot of people.

People who don't know think this is the young master of which family!

The little boy entered a ready-made clothes shop. There were too many people left to come in. He had to wait outside. Only a close servant girl followed him in.

"Bring me this dress and I'll try it on," said the little boy.

Waiting to take the clothes, naturally I was going to try them in the back hall. The servant girl was about to follow in, but the little boy said, "I want to try my clothes. Don't follow up."

The servant girl had to wait outside.

When the young man arrived at the back hall, he saw a girl in pink sitting there, a pair of bright eyes fell on him, and the green lake stood behind the girl.

Qinghu took the lead and said, "Miss, this is Wanling. Wanling, this is my master. Just call her Rong."

Wan Ling's eyes fell on Song Rong. He was a little surprised. He thought how excellent the master of Qinghu was. Unexpectedly, it was such a girl who was not as old as him.