After rebirth, she became the favorite of the powerful minister.

Early the next morning, a notice was posted in the mansion of Marquis Kejing, stating that the Third Young Master's wife was looking for a security guard who knew some martial arts skills. The monthly salary would be higher than that of ordinary people. There would be no important work on weekdays, so the man would just have to watch over the house and take care of the young master's little white dog, and there would be no other work to do.

As soon as the notice was released, many young men came to apply with their own weapons. Some brought swords, some brought daggers, and some brought hoes... The two maids were responsible for the selection. One was gentle and kind like a little lamb, and she thought everyone was good. The other stood with her arms crossed and didn't even look at anyone. She just rolled her eyes and shook her head, "No."

The standard for “no” is very simple: his boxing and kicking skills are too poor that even she can’t beat him.

At first, some people were not convinced. How could a little girl with thin arms and legs be so powerful? So they proposed to have a fight... Unexpectedly, they were defeated after just two moves. Still not convinced, they just said that they underestimated the enemy and wanted to fight again. After just two moves, they were defeated again.

There were also martial artists equipped with swords and knives, who were confident of their skills and insisted on having a contest, but they still lost in the end.

Then some onlookers laughed and waved their hands, "This notice is a joke! This little girl can beat ten people by herself, why does she need a guard? Disband, disperse... Where in the world is there a job that pays a lot of money but doesn't work? If there is such a good thing, it won't be our turn, right!"

The little girl who could “beat ten people at once” was naturally a book appraiser.

Jianshu stood against the door frame with his arms folded, looking down on everyone with his eyebrows and eyes. Hearing this, he sneered, "The young lady said that it doesn't make sense to do two jobs for one salary. I am the young lady's attendant maid, and I don't care about the job of guarding the house and taking care of Wen Xiaobai."

The little girl spoke in a steady voice but at a fast speed, which made people stunned. Someone subconsciously asked, "Who is Wen Xiaobai?"

The girl who was gentle and gentle with the little sheep smiled, her eight big white teeth were neat and beautiful, and she said crisply, "The young lady's little white dog."

I see, a guard dog is mainly responsible for protecting its master.

A wealthy family is a wealthy family, and the security guard who takes care of the dog must have strong martial arts skills - the job sounds simple, but the requirements are not low, and the monthly salary is not that easy to earn.

After all, those who are willing to do this kind of work are probably not real masters. Real masters are arrogant. Asking him to come and serve a dog master? Isn't this insulting? In the past two days, the people have been talking about the matter of the Third Young Master's wife looking for a servant for the dog. Even stalls have been set up in the streets and alleys to bet on how this matter will end.

Three days passed, and many people came to apply, but just as everyone guessed, they were just mediocre, and none of them were qualified. Some even publicly called on the judge to go easy on her, and the job would be done.

But the cold-faced little girl looks like a "stubborn" person.

Until that afternoon, a middle-aged man wearing a wide-brimmed bamboo hat, carrying a heavy sword and dressed in a Confucian robe came to the side door of the Song family. He bowed politely and said, "Excuse me... Is this the Third Young Master's wife recruiting guards?"

The little girl leaning against the door frame finally raised her eyelids and looked seriously, then replied calmly, "Yes."

……

In Zuihuanlou, Xiaorou hadn't come yet. Song Ziyao leaned back on his chair and asked Yuan Ge, who was dressed as a servant, "Everyone in the streets is talking about you finding a guard for the little white dog. Mother must have received the news soon... maybe she has already received it. Aren't you afraid that she will blame you?"

The servant stood there without any manner of expression, and said simply, "This lady is spending her own money."

Hey, the eldest daughter of the Wen family has nothing but a lot of money! The eldest son of the Song family, who has never experienced the happiness of being rich in his life, moved his stool back and approached with a playful smile, "Hey, sister-in-law... I have been running around for you and doing these dangerous things recently. Don't you have to reward me, your big brother?"

The servant looked down at him and nodded with a dignified look, "Well, how much silver do you want?"

He wanted... a lot, but he didn't dare to ask for it. Song Ziyao thought spinelessly that if he really asked for money for such a small matter, Song Wenyuan would probably break his legs! Besides, he knew whether to keep this little bit of favor or to just "pay for it", so he waved his hand generously, "What are you talking about, brother? Am I that kind of person? I just see that people are setting up gambling games in the streets and alleys now, betting on whether you can find a slave for the dog... Otherwise, sister-in-law, tell me the bottom line, and then I will go and make a small profit?"

"Then you have to hurry." Yuan Ge tilted his head and calculated, "It will probably take only one or two days for Jianshu to recruit guards... After you get out of here, go buy them quickly, you should be in time."

Song Ziyao didn't doubt it at all and agreed cheerfully. Ever since that trip to the casino, Young Master Song has been full of admiration for this sister-in-law. While calculating how much private money he had left, he turned to Yuan Ge and asked, "Sister-in-law, why don't you go and make some money? Although you are not short of money, who would complain about having too much money, right? Otherwise, why don't you come with me?"

Miss Yuan shook her head, her tone as light as a chrysanthemum, "No need, I asked Lin Mu to set up the gambling game." She wanted someone to take the initiative to fall into the trap, so she had to let the news spread to that person's ears naturally. How to spread it faster? Naturally, it was through word of mouth among the people in this city... What could be better than gambling? Besides, as Song Ziyao said, who would complain about having too much money, right?

Young Master Song, who was leaning back against the back of his chair, was startled and almost fell off the chair. He swallowed his saliva and looked at Miss Yuan, who was "gentle as a chrysanthemum" from head to toe. For a moment, he felt that this girl from the Shangshu Mansion was different. She had a way to make money and a way to make money... If she could hug this big Buddha in the future, would she still be afraid of not being able to drink the broth? Young Master Song squinted his eyes and smiled happily.

When Xiaorou pushed the door open, she saw Song Ziyao with a smug look on his face, as if he had caught a piece of cake. She immediately pinched her throat and greeted him, "Master, what happy thing has happened to you? Tell Xiaorou about it? Um... who is this?"

She saw the "servant" behind Song Ziyao.

The servant took a half step back, lowered his head and kept his distance.

The eldest young master raised his hand and said, "Oh, my new servant... My third brother and his wife have been in danger recently, and I don't know what kind of filth has happened to the Kejing Marquis's Mansion. I am timid, so it is safer to take a servant with me."

The young master has been through many battles, and now he is not at all nervous when acting, and acts very naturally.