Chapter 1097 Guan Liu of Good Market

Song Ruqi talks about Qi Jian's cousin, the fifth among brothers, the second son of the second brother of the British Duke, is Qi Cheng, who is seventeen years old this year.

"...I am a bit handsome in life. I passed the scholar at the age of fourteen. I thought I was a romantic talent, but I was limited to this. After taking two exams, I didn't pass the imperial examination." Song Ruqi said contemptuously: "In this way, my second aunt even boasted about being a genius when she met everyone. She was equipped with red sleeves and fragrant fragrance in the house. She wrote sour poems and lyrics all day long. In the words of my grandmother, that was a weird thing."

Song Ci glanced over and said, did I say it?

Song Ruqi smiled and said, "The second aunt in the Duke's Mansion has also looked at many people. Either this place or there is no matter how good it is. She fell in love with Miss Guan Liu from the Duke's Mansion and said that the rich family is matched with a rich family and is born with a couple!"

When the woman said this, she almost couldn't help but smile.

What kind of rich families? Although the Duke of England has not completely divided the people, they have already divided the East and West governments and are in charge of their own accounts. They only have reunion dinners together during festivals.

So the second house has become a self-established family. I just want to say that it is the Duke's Mansion, which means that it is a good-looking trap, but a discerning person can tell what's going on at a glance.

"What is the attitude of the Duke of Dingguo?" Song Ci was also a little curious.

Song Ruqi chuckled and said, "What else can you do? When I asked about this Hongxiu Tianxiang, I was displeased. How could I be happy? It is said that Miss Guan Liu has not understood the nature of her hair and wants to raise her for two years."

Mrs. Song asked again: "What do you think about this Miss Guan Liu?"

Song Ruqi raised her eyebrows and glanced at her sideways and asked, "Why, my mother also fell in love with this little girl. I want to say it to Brother Su? That's the youngest daughter of the Guan family."

Mrs. Song glanced at Song Ci and said vaguely: "Just inquire."

"Miss Guan Liu, I look quite generous and decent, and very considerate in dealing with people and things. He is a very smart girl." Song Ruqian interrupted at this moment: "Last month, the eldest daughter and hairpin of the fifth uncle in our clan were the ones who asked her to be the praise. The rules and etiquette were extremely experienced, and it can be seen that he had received careful education."

"After all, it is inevitable that you are born in the Duke's Mansion and have been well-educated." Song Ci said pertinently.

Song Ruqian smiled and said, "No, it's good. It's good, and the tutoring is good. There are many wives in our Gu family who have that meaning. Even my mother-in-law praised her for being a human being, and that is, we don't have a boy of appropriate age in our room, so we gave up."

Song Ci served the tea, smiled at Madam Song.

Mrs. Song didn't notice her mother-in-law's eyes. She only heard that Guan Liu's situation was so good. She felt itchy in her heart, and she felt that there was too much monk and too little porridge.

At this time, Guan Shuyan sneezes twice, rubbed her hot ears, pointed to a number in the account book and said to Mrs. Guan: "Mom, the account here is not up to par, it is one hundred taels less than the account in the first half of the year. There is something wrong with it here."

Mrs. Guan smiled and said, "So, how do you do it?"

"Of course, they called the relevant people to meet them. It would be fine if they could get the tent back. If they were to bite each other, they would naturally be sitting in a row."

Mrs. Guan said, "Then I'll leave it to you."

"Ah?" Guan Shuyan pointed at herself: "Me?"

Mrs. Guan touched her head lovingly: "You will be in the middle of the year. Now you are in charge of your home, and it will be easier to become a housekeeper in the future."

Guan Shuyan blushed, she lowered her head and looked at her toes, muttering, "There aren't any of these ten strokes, why are you anxious?"

Mrs. Guan smiled slightly and sighed in her heart. There are many interested families, but she doesn’t know when the one she likes will hand over the sign?

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Chapter completed!