"Oh, so to say that. Brother Liang, are you interested in that girl from the Liu family?"

This eldest lady Qiao is also a smart man. When he heard Mao Zhengliang say such words, he really guessed 70% or 80% of Mao Zhengliang's thoughts.

So after Mao Zhengliang said the Song girl, she couldn't help but ask with a smile.

"This," Mao Zhengliang was suddenly embarrassed when asked like this.

However, after a pause, as the landlord of the human king, he said generously: "The girl in the Liu family is indeed good. Just imagine, the girl who came to me tonight was not the charming girl who dressed herself up.

Each of them has made careful preparations, and the jewelry they wear and the powder and rouge they use are all selected from the best. But in this case, the girl from the Liu family still wears the copper head hairpin left by her deceased mother.

This filial piety alone makes people admire it.”

But in this life, Mao Zhengliang also lost his mother since childhood.

Therefore, I couldn't help but feel a little empathetic about Liu Yanru, a girl from the Liu family.

What made Mao Zhengliang even more rare was that the girl of the Liu family actually started to work as a housekeeper so early, and even managed the house in an orderly manner without a professor.

This is particularly rare.

After all, 'the male leads the outside and the female leads the inside. As a landlord of the human king, Mao Zhengliang is enough for his military and political affairs outside the mansion.

To be honest, as the King of Qi and the Provincial People's Republic of China, he really didn't have the energy to manage the affairs of the mansion, and he didn't have the energy to manage the private property of the mansion that only belonged to him, the King of Qi.

This means that Mao Zhengliang had no time to care about the tens of thousands of hectares of fertile land that belonged to him and all kinds of shops that were only profitable but not lost.

He threw all these to the officials and officials in the mansion, asking them to help him take care of them.

However, according to etiquette, all these industries belonging to the inner house should be managed by the hostess.

As hostesses in the family, they should manage these industries the most.

Also, the later generations advocated that "Women without talent is virtue" is nonsense from beginning to end.

As a qualified and wealthy family, you must know how to read the literacy and read the account manager. If you don’t know, you will know that it’s like reading Dream of the Red Chamber. Wang Xifeng, the butler, can’t even recognize a few words.

As a result, the servants and mothers in the Mansion were all doing things to rob the inside and out, dragging the huge Jia family to death.

So before the braids, there were no girls from wealthy families who could not read and write. Just imagine, if they could not even read and write, how could they take care of their husbands and children?

Therefore, after knowing that the girl from the Liu family was good at stewards, Mao Zhengliang also felt the more suitable he thought about it.

Even when I saw Mao Zhengliang like this, Mrs. Qiao couldn't help laughing and said, "Since that's the case, it's better to choose a good day. I'll help Brother Liang, let's decide on this matter in advance.

In this way, it will save you a lot of dreams."

"No rush. This marriage is a big deal that concerns life. Let's take a look again. If it's really suitable, it's not too late to make a decision."

"Yeah, that's fine. Anyway, the girl from the Liu family is not old and will not rush to get married. It's better to have more contact and get familiar with her."

Mao Zhengliang was the king of Qi and the co-lord of the thousands of miles of Shandong. In this matter, no one was qualified to give him any advice.

Therefore, after hearing Mao Zhengliang's words, Mrs. Qiao just nodded.

Then, the eldest lady Qiao, who was specially invited by Mao Zhengliang, did not stay much, and said goodbye to Mao Zhengliang, and left in a carriage.

At this point, the first Lantern Festival that Mao Zhengliang spent in this life came to a fairly perfect end.

...

"Marson, Jinan City is thirty miles ahead. Look, should we rest here or arrive at Jinan City in one breath?"

A few days later, a teahouse thirty miles south of Jinan City. The personal guards looked at the Tai'an Marshal Wang Shicheng, who was fully armored and had a question.

However, since they received Mao Zhengliang's military order, they set out from Fengfu City, they have been traveling more than 100 miles.

Even though everyone is one person and two horses, they are still very tired now.

However, Wang Shicheng, who was also very tired, still shook his head, "What else can I rest? The earlier we arrive at Jinan City, the more sincerity we will be.

In this way, the king can see our loyalty. Come on, persist and continue to set out."

There is no way, it is the defeated general.

Although Wang Shicheng was not only defeated in the Battle of Tian Mao not long ago, Yang Ding, the official who lost the battle of Qihe City, had already died in battle and died in the country. All the people died, and naturally all the sins were all over.

In this way, only Wang Shicheng, who survived and lost the battle in the battle.

In this way, facing Mao Zhengliang's summons, Wang Shicheng naturally did not dare to neglect.

After all, at this time, Mao Zhengliang, who had just won the Battle of Jinan, had successfully controlled the troops of Jinan and Yidu, and had strong troops like the Musket Army under his command.

Whether it is righteousness or strength, Mao Zhengliang firmly took the position of King Qi and the Provincial Pingzhang.

In such a situation, if you still have to fight for the abacus of relying on your own troops and relying on your seniority, you will really not be able to grow your brain.

Therefore, he forced himself to grit his teeth, and Wang Shicheng brought his personal guards to the outside of Jinan City without stopping.

Then, he was so busy all the way. He couldn't help but meet Han Mingyu, the son of Han Xi, a provincial Privy Councillor who was waiting here to welcome him.

"Last general Han Mingyu, see the Marshal!"

Although he was Han Xi's son, Mao Zheng and Liang Xinzhong's young general.

But where is the grade? As the independent Marshal of Mao, Wang Shicheng is much older than Han Mingyu.

Facing him, a junior like Han Mingyu, shouted loudly and knelt on one knee.

"Haha, Mingyu. Why do you need this to be like this? Get up quickly."

Wang Shicheng is a veteran from Shandong, and he will receive the tribute of a younger generation like Han Mingyu.

Therefore, looking at Han Mingyu who was kneeling on one knee, Wang Shicheng did not dismount, but waved his hand on the horse's back and asked him to stand up from the ground.

Then, Wang Shicheng looked at Han Mingyu who had already stood up and asked: "I am about to enter the city to bathe and change clothes to meet the king. Mingyu, you came to greet me specifically. Is it because of this?"

"That's right, it's for this matter." Han Mingyu nodded after hearing this, "But the king said that the marshal has worked hard for a long journey. So I told him to let the marshal rest for a day and wait until tomorrow morning before talking about the summoning."
Chapter completed!