Qing Dynasty: Pampering The Queen

   Chapter 561 You can still be pampered and arrogant

   Jiufujin smiled at Bafujin, and said a few scenes, but he mocked in his heart, how easy is it to earn 10,000 taels of silver? She is really rich!

  10,000 taels = one minion? She doesn't even haggle, it's stupid.

   Mu Jin and the others waited in a large crowd at the finish line, which was simply spectacular.

   Everyone was chatting and laughing in Mongolian, Chinese, and Manchu, because they all vaguely sensed that this was a big melon.

   Mu Jin was still somewhat worried, and looked into the distance uneasily.

   She prayed silently in her heart that as long as the okra was safe, as for the result of the bet—even if she lost, she would never let the okra fall into the hands of the Eight Fortunes.

   "Ah! Look! Look!"

   "Yeah, here we come!"

   "Who comes first?"

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   I don't know who saw it first, so everyone looked at it, screaming and asking, and the atmosphere became fierce for a while.

   Mu Jin grabbed her heart and pinched her palm subconsciously.

   "Gege, Sister Okra will definitely win!" Buckwheat was also a little nervous, his face paled, and he supported Mu Jin in a low voice.

   Mu Jin nodded and gave a soft "um".

   "What are you doing here with so many of you?"

  The man's voice suddenly sounded from behind, and everyone turned their heads subconsciously and hurriedly saluted.

   "Greetings to the fourth, fifth, eighth, ninth, and tenth masters!"

It was Brother Jiu who was surprised just now, and Jiu Fujin smiled and replied: "So coincidentally, how many masters are here too? Sister-in-law eight and the maid named Qiu Kui next to the sister-in-law of the younger sister compete in equestrianism, and the concubine is waiting. They are all here waiting to see who will win! This is a lottery, if the okra wins, she will be dispatched by the eighth sister-in-law from now on, if the okra wins,"

   Jiufujin smiled: "The eighth sister-in-law will lose 10,000 taels to her!"

  The Eighth Master changed color when he heard it: "Nonsense!"

   Hearing this, he knew a bit of rumors, and his eyes flickered with some inexplicable meaning.

   Completely unaware, I couldn't help feeling a little contemptuous, thinking that Ba Yefu was so poor? The bet of 10,000 taels of silver is just a bet, look, look, the eighth master's complexion has changed in distress!

  Mu Jin had already come to the fourth master, and gently tugged his sleeve in a small motion, and quickly scratched twice in his palm, whispering coquettishly: "Master, this servant must protect the okra."

   That means, win or lose, she wants okra.

   Fourth Master glanced at her, his face expressionless, and after a while, he nodded slightly with an "um".

   Then gently pushed her hand, "Stand still."

  Don't touch the Lord, there are so many outsiders!

  You're so bold, you dare to tease him in front of so many people? I owe it to me

   "Yes, Master!" Mu Jin replied sweetly, and his watery eyes gave him a tender look.

   Now why does she still take his face in her eyes? The era when he couldn't wait to break his breath into frame-by-frame analysis has long since become a thing of the past!

  Although he has not yet reached the stage of turning into a serf and becoming a master, at least he can be proud of his favor.

   Don't look at her family's fourth grandfather's stern and indifferent face, as if there were only two of them in private. She has never seen him before!

   Dress up, give her a hard dress.

   The fourth master called her to be distracted by this look, and he coughed in warning and turned away.

   Mu Jin covered her mouth and snickered, and she was overjoyed.

   I seem to have found new fun, what should I do?

   She didn't know that the fourth master had already made a deep note for her in his heart, um, go back and clean up her

   (end of this chapter)