Chapter 0008 Preparing for the Feast (1 / 2)

“Here, this is it, the roster is here, you need to finish writing today! Be careful, write according to this format, write a wrong one, to be deducted from your monthly silver!”

Meixiang toed over a pile of rosters and pointed to the blank invitations stacked like a small mountain on one side, and went on her way with her chin raised.

Xiang Capsicum took that pile of roster, there were more than three hundred people, secretly smacked her lips. Fortunately, the eldest young granny also allocated her Lan Xin together, otherwise if she wanted to write so many posts in one day, I’m afraid that her arms would be wasted.

“Sister don’t blame me, this Sister Mei Xiang hasn’t had many hang-ups with Young Grandma lately, so naturally she’s angry.”

Lanxin winked at Xiang Capsicum: “Yesterday, the eldest young master’s side back to you could not be free, the young granny lost her temper, and could only force Meixiang to write, but after Meixiang finished writing, the young granny said that Meixiang’s words were like a dog crawling, and scolded Meixiang to the point of bloodshed.”

Xiang Capsicum pursed her lips slightly, forcing down the upturned corners of her mouth.

According to the reasoning of this banquet guests’ post, usually there is no reason to let the maid to write, but the lady preferred to give this job to the great young granny.

Xie Jialong perennial ignore common affairs, but also because of the arrogant nature, the House of people offended, even a few will write a few stewards can not be invited, and finally had to be pressed on a few accompanying maids.

Xie Jialong himself is a talented woman who is proficient in zither, chess, calligraphy and painting, but does not pay much attention to teaching the people under her, and even the most capable big maid Mei Xiang has only had a few lessons, so naturally the word is not a body.

Lanxin was originally a person in the room of the wife of the Xie House, and later allocated to Xie Jialong as a dowry, even the words of Xiang Capsicum were learned in the Hundred Flowers House.

Xiang Capsicum has not written for a while, do not dare to put down the pen directly, for fear of smudging the word post, then took a piece of cursive paper on the side and practiced first. Fortunately, her past practice is quite diligent, write a few large letters, then find the old feeling of waving ink.

“Sister, this word of yours–” Lan Xin saw the words on the fragrant caper straw paper and said with some surprise: “It actually looks a bit familiar, a bit like the second young master’s words!”

When she heard the words “Second Young Master”, Xiang Cai’s hand lurched, and the ink from the tip of her pen dripped down, smudging a piece of paper. She stared in disbelief, “How could that be? Sister Lan Xin has seen the second young master’s writing?”

Back then, the Hundred Flowers Mansion coveted the business of Xiaoxiang Pavilion next door, not willing to be just a lowly kiln for the flesh business, but also wanted to follow the example of other greenhouses, to cultivate a qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, and the color and art of the best flower girl. However, even with the silver, there is no good teacher willing to come to Hundred Flowers House to teach.

Fortunately, there will always be some of the readers to the green house to write posters for money, Xiang Capsicum’s character is tracing the few posters practiced out.

The Chen family is the richest in Jiangzhou City, and the second young master is the Chen family’s son, so how could he be reduced to writing word posters for money? Xiang Capsicum only thought that Lan Xin was mistaken.

“Of course I’ve seen it, there’s a lot of–” Lan Xin stopped in the middle of her sentence when she realized something was wrong, and changed her words to say, “Maybe I’ve seen it wrong, but you’re not bad among our maids with this character. “

Xie Jialong actually collected a lot of the second young master’s words! Xiang Capsicum seemed to know some unimaginable secret.

Two hours later, under the efforts of the two, the small mountain of invitations was finally mostly gone. Fragrant Capsicum wearily examined the unscripted roster, and actually saw a familiar name in it.

“Marquis of Pingnan – Xu Guang”

Fragrant Capsicum snapped back to that night, that brocade-clad male, that humiliating glass of wine, and those sticky, hot gazes, and she couldn’t help but get goosebumps.

That person was actually the son of the Marquis, no wonder the always overbearing young master Chen Zisheng had to compliment him at every turn!

The other day, Xu Guang wanted to ask her to go back, although later did not come to fruition. But if the day this person is really true, forced to take her to go, the young master will still insist on protecting her?