Qing Chuan Su's Salted Fish Daily

Chapter 9

Su Peisheng watched Xiao Fuzi retreat knowingly, and nodded with satisfaction, he was still a sensible person.

Is he, Su Peisheng, so easy to please? As the master's confidant, he said it unceremoniously. Even the confidants around Fujin were polite to him.

That is, Li Fujin, relying on his master's favor, the girls and grandmothers around him also became arrogant. He, Su Peisheng, is not afraid of them.

The reason why he is temporarily avoiding the limelight is not only because of Li Zongfujin's favor, but also because of the face of his two elder brothers.

But the master is in his prime, and the Emperor and Concubine De have once again bestowed so many talents. I believe that there will be a few younger brothers in the house soon. We will see how arrogant Fujin is!

Su Peisheng sipped the tea happily, imagining the scene of the slave next to Fujin fawning over him, and the smile on his face became even thicker.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise outside.

Xingwang, the eunuch in Xi Fujin's yard, was about to rush in angrily, but was stopped by Xiao Fuzi.

Xing Wangang shouted arrogantly: "Humph, I came to find Lord Beile on Xi Fujin's order, you dog slave. How dare you stop me? If you delay things, your life will not be enough to pay for it!"

Xiao Fuzi was in a dilemma, and the master finally came to Ge Ge, and Li Fujin immediately sent someone.

When you come to intercept people, saying there is something important is probably just an excuse.

But if he doesn't let go, if something happens, not only will he be unlucky, but it will also implicate Gege, and he won't be able to decide what to do for a moment.

Xingwang looked at Xiao Fuzi's frightened appearance, snorted coldly, strode forward, bumped Xiao Fuzi away with his shoulder, and walked directly inside.

Seeing Su Peisheng sitting beside him, his face immediately changed. He was not as concerned about Fujin's etiquette as the two sisters of Pearl and Jasper, but he did not dare to touch Qiao in front of Su Peisheng.

He said respectfully to Su Peisheng: "Grandpa Su, the third elder brother just vomited milk again, and his voice was hoarse from crying. The younger elder brother is not feeling well, and the nuns can't do anything. We, Fujin, are very anxious all the time. I'm holding Third Brother and crying, please go and report to Master."

After hearing Xing Wang's words, Su Peisheng looked at him with a smile and left two words: "Wait!"

Third Brother spat out milk. He had a fever, a fever, and felt unwell. He had heard such excuses countless times, and he was just waiting for the good show.

In the inner room, Su Yan half-fumbled to serve the fourth master to change clothes. The three layers of clothes on top of the three layers here really made it difficult for her.

She finally got rid of several layers of clothes.

Facing the inner clothes, Su Yan was a little hesitant to move forward. The fourth master's body temperature could be felt through the inner clothes.

She was really a little timid facing the last layer of inner clothes.

The fourth master looked at the dilly-dallying little princess and urged impatiently: "What are you dawdling about? Keep going!"

Meeting the sharp eyes of the fourth master, she was so frightened that her hands trembled, and she pressed her hands on the fourth master's chest, under her palms.