Wu shook his head and smiled, "How can I know this? I don't care about this. I'm tired enough to arrange the food, drink, accommodation and transportation of this family!"

Jia Cong smiled and said, "My master's wife has worked hard all these years. My disciples have lived in Shangshu Mansion for two years. When they see that the family is always in order. Although there are not many servants, they each have their own duties and have rules for doing things. I heard that these rules were set by the Master's wife, and they are truly amazing!"

Wu laughed and said, "This is not worthy of being a big family. Our family is not as good as your family's three or four hundred people. Although there are only a few dozen people, if you don't have any rules, it's great? Your master never cares about these things, and there is no industry at home to manage, so he doesn't even invite a guest husband. I can only manage it..."

The group walked very slowly. In order not to make Wu feel tired, Jia Cong kept talking to her and asked, "Disciple, remember, the master's wife is from Suzhou, right? When my disciple was studying in the Imperial College, a student from Suzhou came from Suzhou. He spoke very interestingly and very tonely."

Wu said happily: "That's natural!" He changed into Wu's soft language in his tone and said: "Suzhou dialect is the most beautiful. Suzhou scenery is beautiful, people are beautiful, and words are beautiful. After most of his life, he finally went back. He didn't know whether the black-sailed boat in my house is still there..."

When Jia Cong heard this, he half understood the guess and Meng, and learned to make a fuss and said, "Zihou, do you understand Suzhou dialect?"

Upon hearing this, Song Hua laughed with everyone, but shook his head and was about to say something, but he was stunned.

At this time, he had reached the entrance of the fourth-level tower. Song Hua looked inside with an unexpected expression.

Jia Cong followed his gaze and saw that there were already a pair of nuns in the fourth floor tower.

Zhike Monk Zhiqu introduced: "Madam, the Qing minister, these two masters are also from Suzhou, Master Huijing and Junior Sister Miaoyu from Xuanmiao Temple in Suzhou.

Because I heard that there is a Bayeous Sutra in Chang'an in the capital, I came to Beijing to copy the scriptures.

Master Huijing is extremely particular about the innate divine numbers, and the abbot of the abbot also respects them very much.

Over the past few days, I have copied scriptures in the temple.”

When Wu heard this, he learned that he was a fellow villager and was overjoyed and hurriedly met Lao Ni. The two started chatting in Suzhou dialect.

Jia Cong looked at the little nie with hair next to Huijing Old Ni, who was practicing with hair. He didn't expect that this pretty nie with hair covering her face with white gauze was Miaoyu.

We met at this time...

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Chapter completed!