The emperor is always bullied and crying [wearing books]

Gu Xuan went back to the alley behind Qingbu, rummaged through boxes and cabinets and found nothing to give away, saw a pile of Chen Ai in the firewood room, sighed, and picked out the thick stalks of Ai Yeli After throwing it into the stove belly, he threw the moxa leaves into the stone mortar and beat them a thousand times with a wooden hammer, and a pot of moxa was produced.

Moxa sticks are something that almost every household can make at this time, and fumigation of mosquitoes is an excellent thing.So Mrs. Liu's house has no more yellow paper, but there are still some cut mulberry paper.

He made ten moxa sticks neatly, tied them with thin ropes, and carried them to Butler Gu's yard.

Thinking of the two porcelain jars of Liuwei Dihuang Wan given away the day before yesterday, and today's moxa sticks, Gu Xuan couldn't help feeling that the number of visits to Gu Butler's house was too tight.

But don't go.

The seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's gate, not to mention the biggest housekeeper in Dingbeibo's mansion.

Butler Gu couldn't come to look for him.

Gu Xuan rubbed his knees, brought up a bucket of water, tidied up his appearance, put away the moxa sticks, and went out.

When I reached the gate of Butler Gu's courtyard, I knocked on the door twice, and the door opened immediately.Gu Xiaowang, the son of Steward Gu, looked at Gu Xuan with a smile on his face, and said ten times more enthusiastically than the day before, "My father has been waiting for you for a long time, come in quickly. Have you ever had dinner?"

"I've used it. I've been waiting for Steward Gu for a long time. I want Steward Gu to help the master deal with important matters. I dare not come too early so as not to delay Steward Gu. But I don't want Steward Gu to be waiting for me. I'm really offended Brother Wang, these are some moxa sticks I made, rough and crude, and it’s good to put some mosquitoes in the yard, this peach blossom is about to bloom, it’s time to use it.” Gu Xuan handed the moxa sticks to Gu Xiaowang’s hand .

Gu Xiaowang accepted it with a smile, complaining in his heart: This gift is getting more and more stingy, really!

But then I thought: I have come here twice, and I have been polite both times. This kid is quite good, not bad!

He said, "Come as soon as you come, and bring anything, it's too polite."

He led Gu Xuan across the threshold and into the living room.Shouted: "Father, Gu Xuan is here."

Gu Butler was soaking his feet and drinking tea, when he heard the sound, he put down his teacup, looked at Gu Xuan, but glanced at the moxa stick in Gu Xiaowang's hand.

His eyes darkened once, and he said in his heart: He is a good person.

With a smile on his face, he said, "Gu Xuan, congratulations, you will be able to work with the uncle in the government office of the Ministry of Industry from tomorrow."

Gu Xuan hurriedly bowed his hands, saluted, and said, "Thank you, Steward Gu."

Butler Gu said to Gu Xuan, "Sit down."

After Gu Xuan thanked him, he sat down, and a servant girl came up to serve tea, and also brought exquisite refreshments.

Butler Gu reached out his hand to be a little more polite and asked him to have tea and refreshments, and he himself drank tea and ate refreshments, so Gu Xuan just did as he pleased.

After taking two sips of tea, Gu Steward held some tea and said to Gu Xuan: "Uncle told me to buy some clothes for you at night, and he also rewarded you with ten taels of silver, and I'll ask someone to pick it up for you later. Do you want broken silver or five taels of silver?"

Gu Xuan hurriedly put down the teacup and snacks, smiled respectfully at Steward Gu, and said, "Please trouble Steward Gu, the broken silver is half and the copper coin is half, will it be troublesome?"

Butler Gu smiled, "It's okay. Since you want five taels of silver and five hundred copper coins, I asked the warehouse to weigh them for you. From tomorrow onwards, you will be a knife and pen official of the Ministry of Industry, so naturally you can no longer Wearing a green and brown coarse cloth jacket as a servant. I just don’t know what outfit you want?"

When Gu Xuan looked at Butler Gu asking this question, the smile on his face seemed to be slightly withdrawn.

Gu Xuan deeply understands that Butler Gu's slight retraction of his smile means a warning——

Don't open your mouth like a lion.

Gu Xuan knows that if he wants to live, live better, and climb higher, he must "keep his duty" all the time. He said to Gu Guanjia: "For the matter of buying clothes, I must thank the master for his kindness and love. I am really grateful for bothering Butler Gu to worry about it. I went to the government office of the Ministry of Industry to work with the master. As long as I don’t embarrass the master, I dare not ask for more. The masters in the mansion are lenient and benevolent. The horses in the stables are decent with four sets of clothes, and I looked at the accountant in the mansion, and the long gowns he wears are very good."

Without losing face.

The gown worn by the accountant is very good.

I also know how to measure.

Hearing Gu Xuan's words, Gu Butler kept the smile on his face unchanged, his eyelids drooped slightly, the tea cover scraped off the tea foam, he blew on the tea and drank two sips of tea, then put down the teacup and said: "Mr. They are all long gowns made of coarse cotton and linen. It is a bit disgraceful for you to go to the official office of the Ministry of Industry with your uncle. I remember that there are a lot of clothes for managers in the warehouse. Why don’t you just get a few sets of long gowns of the manager’s level and wear them first? How about sending someone over to make a few suits for you when we make clothes together in the mansion?"

What Gu Xuan thinks about is almost the clothes of the steward level, and he must not go beyond the level of the steward.

The management-level clothes are all made of low-quality cotton and silk woven into cloth, sometimes mixed with some fine linen, and the comfort level is definitely not as good as that of high-quality cotton, let alone silk brocade.

Gu Xuan stood up, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Steward Gu."

Butler Gu: "You're welcome."

Now that it's settled, Housekeeper Gu is served by the servant girl to dry his feet, put on socks and shoes, and lead Gu Xuan to the warehouse.

The warehouse in the mansion is under the management of Butler Zhou, and the key is in the hands of Butler Zhou.Gu Butler led Gu Xuan to the warehouse, and sent an errand boy to invite Zhou Butler to the warehouse.

Steward Zhou heard from the servant that Steward Gu had invited him, and he left without delay putting down the books in his hand.

In the living room, Mrs. Zhao, Steward Zhou's wife, was embroidering a handkerchief with a bird on a branch to welcome the Spring Festival. She watched Steward Zhou go out, and she didn't take it easy.

Sometimes the master needs to get something from the warehouse, and sometimes he opens the warehouse door in the middle of the night.It's not too late now.

Gu Xuan and Butler Gu waited for a while, and after a while, Butler Zhou came. After meeting with Butler Gu, his eyes fell on Gu Xuan, a little surprised.

Gu Xuan cupped his hands as a salute.

Butler Gu said to Steward Zhou: "Old Zhou, I'm really sorry to trouble you to make a trip at night. I have received orders from my uncle to buy some outfits for Gu Xuan to work in the government office of the Ministry of Industry tomorrow. Please open the warehouse door." gone."

Steward Zhou felt a little indigestible about this passage for a while, he looked at Gu Xuan, this unlucky bastard who was known by the whole family and never liked, was going to work with Uncle in the yamen of the Ministry of Industry .

Simply, simply unbelievable.

Steward Zhou looked astonished, and immediately suppressed it, showing a smile: "No trouble, no trouble, Lao Gu, you are too polite. Just call me if you have anything to do."

Then he took out the key and opened the door of the warehouse.

Gu Xuan followed Steward Gu and Steward Zhou and walked in.

The warehouse is divided into several rooms, and the doors in the warehouse are made of different materials.

I don't know how many doors there are inside, and whether there is a secret room underground.

The outermost storeroom is for servants' clothes, which are placed in cabinets and stacked one after another.

Brooms, rags, buckets, ladles, basins... are also sorted and piled up as little as possible.

Large sheets of crude white paper and large sheets of rough yellow paper, as well as some ordinary-quality smelly inkstones and rough brushes.

There are some futons, stools, fans, candles...

There are a lot of things and all kinds of things, basically all of them are worthless daily necessities.

The things that Gu Xuan needs are in this warehouse, and the butler Gu is willing to sell them to Gu Xuan, and he said to Gu Xuan: "You just moved to Qingbuhou Hutong, if there is anything that is missing, if you can use it, you can use it. Make up for it from the warehouse, so you don’t have to buy it outside. The things purchased in the mansion are all in batches, and the price should be fair. It’s also the share you should get for your work for the uncle’s mansion. "

Gu Xuan hurriedly thanked Steward Gu, he was short of yellow paper.

However, since Steward Gu has spoken, he doesn't have to refuse, after all, there are many things missing in the alley behind Qingbu.

Since there are pens, ink, paper and inkstone here, he will take a set.

I took a little bit of yellow paper, after all, there is no yellow paper in the room, so I can't really scrape the chrysanthemum with the toilet chip.

He received four more long gowns and ten candles.

Gu Xuan didn't dare to be greedy any more, and said to Steward Gu and Steward Zhou: "Thank you for your hard work, Steward Gu, and Steward Zhou. I have already collected everything, thank you."

Butler Gu nodded slightly.

"Since that's the case, then you and Steward Zhou checked the account books and signed your name. If there is anything else, just come to me."

Gu Xuan quickly thanked him.

Even if the other party is just saying polite words.

Here, I checked the account books carefully with Steward Zhou, signed my name and thumbprinted, and then thanked Steward Zhou again, and left.

After carefully closing the warehouse door and putting away the keys, Steward Zhou looked at Gu Xuan's back and frowned involuntarily.

This unlucky bastard, who grew up as a lowly slave, has now transformed into a swordsman by the uncle's side.

It's hard to believe.

However, this is the truth.

In the future, I don't know how high this person can climb!

Housekeeper Zhou looked away, Shi Shiran returned to his yard, his wife Zhao Niangzi was still embroidering her handkerchief with sparrow branches and winter ceremonies, when she saw him coming back, her face immediately softened.

Under the warm candlelight, Mrs. Zhao asked him with concern: "Is it over? But what's important for uncle to let you open the warehouse?"

Housekeeper Zhou was pensive, poured water by himself at the table, drank a big glass full, and then said to Mrs. Zhao: "Gu Xuan was promoted by uncle to be a knife and pen official, and he will go to the Ministry of Industry with uncle tomorrow. The official office is worth it."

The embroidery needle in Mrs. Zhao's hand immediately poked her fingertips, and a bright red drop of blood came out, staining the snow-white veil.

"really?"

"Seriously. The purpose of opening the warehouse just now is to get him the long gown that he will wear tomorrow."

Lady Zhao pursed her lips and furrowed her eyebrows. She threw the unfinished handkerchief into the sewing basket with a gloomy expression.

If she had never insulted or offended him, it was none of her business whether he rose straight to the top or was crushed into mud.

But if he had been trampled and humiliated before, how can he see him soaring high now?Wouldn't it be a day of disaster for him to wait for him to rise to the clouds?

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Gu Xuan returned to the alley behind Qingbu, compacted the remaining moxa sticks little by little to make moxa sticks, and put the sticks of moxa one by one into the drawer, neatly stacked.

A total of 38 pieces were made before it was finally finished.

He opened the torch, lit one, and lifted up his trouser legs. The bruises on his knees from yesterday had turned purple-black.It looked even scarier than yesterday.

Gu Xuan held the moxa and moxibusted his knee, hoping that it would recover soon.