Concubine Xian, Wei Chixi and the whole family’s villains all collapsed after reading my mind

"From today on, the master asks us to go east, but we will never go west!!"

"Yes, from today on, whatever the master says will be whatever!!"

They smelled the scent of the incense candle.

They don't know what the master's conduct is like. They only know that just smelling this breath makes the soul feel comfortable. If it belongs to them...

I don’t dare to think about it! I don’t dare to think about it!

Yu Chixi blew out the incense candle with a smile, "Let's sign the contract first."

She took out a handful of talismans, obviously prepared, and handed the talisman to them, "Come here, all sign your names. Once the contract is effective, you will be my employees."

"I will give you clothes tied with paper right away."

All the ghosts:! ! ! !

sign! !

Sign now! !

Hesitating for even a second is disrespectful to paper-tied clothes!

They were still wearing the clothes they had worn before they died. Although there was no smell, they always felt rancid.

For the ghosts who signed the contract, Yu Chixi made paper-made clothes for them on the spot according to their ideas. It was also thanks to her sufficient paper talismans that she wouldn't be able to make so much.

When everyone got the clothes tied with paper, Yu Chixi watched them put on new clothes and smiled softly, "Very good."

"By the way, you just signed the contract. Do you know what contract you signed?"

The ghosts looked at each other and shook their heads. They didn't know.

It's not a bad contract after all... right?

Yu Chixi told them the content of the contract, "This is the content of the contract. Does it have no impact on you?"

The ghosts who have no second thoughts will naturally feel that nothing is wrong, but the ghosts whose thoughts are not so righteous will feel as uncomfortable as swallowing a fly.

Yu Chixi took in their expressions completely and said, "Now let's talk about your work content."

After a pause, she continued, "If you can deceive... Oh no, introduce other ghosts to sign contracts and work, and you will be given corresponding performance points. If you accumulate a certain number of performance points, you can be given to your yard, paper boxes A courtyard with four entrances and four exits.”

The ghosts who were still defeated just now:! ! ! !

courtyard! !

A courtyard with four entrances and four exits! ! !

Some ghosts were not able to get this yard during their lifetime. After death...can they realize their dreams? !

They were suddenly full of fighting spirit.

Seeing that the cake paintings were almost finished, Yu Chixi arranged a working place for them. With so many ghosts, it was naturally impossible for them all to stay in the capital, and some of them were sent to other towns by her.

But there were no shops there yet. Yu Chixi looked at Jing Huaian. The moment Jing Huaian met her eyes, he knew what she was thinking, "I will help you get it done."

Yu Chixi smiled and said, "Thank you, Brother Jing!"

If someone from Brother Jing helps, it will naturally be faster.

Yu Chixi told some ghosts that before the shop was built, they would stay in the town over there. After the shop was built, it would open. When it opened, there would be a mailbox, and all the letters to be sent would be placed in the mailbox. They just need to be taken out and delivered.

After the arrangements were made, Yu Chixi also went back. Seeing that it was almost dawn, she simply stopped sleeping and meditated until dawn.

Jing Huaian wrote to his men and asked them to do this.

This group of people are his new recruits.

Yu Chixi knew it. After all, he was the male protagonist. Even if he didn't want to accept it, someone would always ask someone to convey it to his name. At the beginning, Jing Huaian refused to accept it, fearing that she would suspect him of having second thoughts. , and later she encouraged him to accept it, so he did so.

Of course she hopes that the male protagonist will be as strong as possible. After all, we are on the same boat now. Who doesn’t want the person who is in alliance with her to be strong?

With the opening of "Shanshuang" in other towns, the business of the "Shanshuang" shop is getting better and better, and the daily income is also increasing. Although Yu Chixi feels sad, he still puts all the money into the treasury.

After all, these ghosts owed it to the people, and she didn't dare touch the money that was stained by Karma.

The Minister of Household Affairs discovered that there was a large sum of money in the treasury recently. He did not dare to touch it and immediately reported it to Emperor Dewu. Emperor Dewu knew who did it without even thinking about it.

Xi'er must have done it.

It is impossible for other people to give him so much money for no reason.

The Minister of Household Affairs also knew it, and it was precisely because of this knowledge that he did not dare to touch it. That was the money belonging to Her Royal Highness the Little Princess. Without Emperor Dewu's order, who would dare to touch it?

If you move, your head will fall off.

Emperor Dewu curled his fingers on the armrest and tapped lightly. Shangshu's forehead was dripping with cold sweat and he did not dare to speak at all.

He lowered his head, hoping in his heart that Emperor Dewu would keep this sum of money, but...

He knows Emperor Dewu very well, he will definitely not want it, he does not want to eat soft rice!

Damn it, I don’t know how blessed I am in the midst of blessings. If he had such a good daughter, he would be a fool for the rest of his life.

"Okay, now that Xi'er has been sent to the treasury, just keep it!"

Emperor Dewu thought about it carefully, and since Xi'er had been sent to the treasury, he simply used this matter to build momentum for Xi'er.

Minister of the Ministry of Finance:?

what?

What did the emperor say?

Wait, the emperor said to stay?

Is there something wrong with his ears?

The Minister of Hubu was stunned, and Emperor Dewu sneered, "What, is there something wrong with your ear, Aiqing? Do you want me to call the imperial doctor for you?"

Shangshu Hubu quickly came to his senses and smiled awkwardly, "No, no! Wei Chen has a very good ear. Wei Chen is just confused. Doesn't the Emperor not want to touch His Highness the Princess's money?"

Why did it move again!

"You only need to tell others that Xi'er came from her private treasury to get this money."

Emperor Dewu spoke calmly.

But Shangshu Hube understood what he meant, good fellow, this is to help the little princess to build momentum.

What does the emperor want to do?

What do you want to do to help the little princess build momentum? To let the people all over the world praise the little princess for her kindness?

How could he feel that it was more than just that?

Why! It’s impossible to guess the emperor’s thoughts!

The Minister of Revenue lowered his eyes and responded, "Yes."

Emperor Dewu waved his hand, "Okay, okay, step back. I don't want to see your face anymore."

Shangshu Hubu understood that he had applied for silver too many times recently, and the emperor did not want to see him anymore.

But what can he do!

In the past, he would have suppressed it and reported it slowly, but now, those officials don't know if they took the wrong medicine, and each of them worked very hard. If he didn't work hard, he would be squeezed out.

"Yes."

The Minister of the Ministry of Finance withdrew, sighed, and walked out. He had to tell everyone about the little princess's generous gift of money.

……

After Yu Chixi finished her business, she felt vaguely that she had forgotten something. After thinking for a while, she finally said, "Oh no!"

"Forgot about Sister Zhao!"

Wei Chixi hurriedly rode out of the palace. At this time in the Zhao Mansion, Mr. Zhao was looking at Zhao Zhifeng with a pleasant expression, "Feng'er, when did you and the little princess become so familiar?"

Zhao Zhifeng lowered his eyes, "A few days ago, my daughter was kneeling outside the house and was saved by the little princess."

"The little princess is my savior."

Mr. Zhao happily touched his palms and said, "Good job kneeling!"

This time I knelt down and met a noble person.

Zhao Zhifeng: ...Do you want to listen to what you are saying?

Kneeling well?