Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 1405

Tang Xinghe never married in his previous life. Shi Anxia felt that she had to make her aunt feel at ease in this life, as any of the girls in the Fu family would be a good match for him.

result......

Cen Yuan smiled meaningfully, "Don't match people up randomly. Your cousin Xinghe has to wait a few years before he can get married."

"why?"

"Because the girl is still young."

Shi Anxia couldn't sit still any longer. "Who? Fu Xianxian?"

Cen Yuan smiled and stood up and left, "Don't guess blindly, it's not her. You will know later."

Bei Hui just came in and reported, "Madam, Miss Ming Zhao is here."

"Please ask her to come in." When Anxia put away the messy sketch, she saw Ming Zhao walk in from outside. He stood by the door, knelt down and bowed, lowered his head, and said, "Greetings to Princess Haiyan."

Shi Anxia stood up, walked over and offered her a hand to help, "Sister, there's no need to be polite. Come in and sit down and talk."

Ming Zhao then raised his head.

Shi Anxia's eyebrows relaxed. Tsk! I finally get to meet this sister!

In the previous life, I only heard of him but never saw him.

She looked at Ming Zhao calmly, but when she saw this girl... how to say it? Blood relationship is really strange. Ming Zhao looks about 50% like herself.

It is said that this woman is very good at accounting. Others may spend a long time calculating without coming up with an answer, but Ming Zhao can tell the exact number just by calculating in her mind.

In other words, no one can fool her on the accounts.

Shi Anxia was looking at Ming Zhao, but in fact Ming Zhao was also secretly looking at Shi Anxia.

Ming Zhao didn't dare look the noble ladies in the eye. He only knew from his elders that the noble ladies in the capital were not willing to deal with merchants.

Anyway, I like gold and silver things, but I despise the smell of money of businessmen.

Ming Zhao had no hope for a visit from his powerful relatives.

The two of them sat down, and Shi Anxia first chatted about some family matters before getting to the point, "I heard that it is actually my sister who is the housekeeper of the Ming family now?"

Ming Zhao heard this and thought about what Princess Haiyan meant by asking this question.

She replied in a low voice, "Princess Haiyan..."

Shi Anxia interrupted softly, "There is no princess here, sister, there is no need to be polite. We two sisters can just chat casually."

Ming Zhao was indeed somewhat surprised that the princess was so calm. At the same time, he was thinking that perhaps the lady wanted to make money from the Ming family again, which was why she was so humble and asked such a question.

After she figured this out, she knew how to respond. "Although the Ming family is a merchant family, they also value rules. I don't have a housekeeper, and my great-great-grandmother has always been in charge of the household. I just assist my great-great-grandmother, running errands for her and doing some things. My great-grandfather and great-grandmother are old and have no strength. My grandparents are not in good health either. In short..."

Anyway, the Ming family is out of money, so you guys should just stop sucking their blood, okay?

How could Shi Anxia not understand? Seeing that this sister's body was full of thorns, she was afraid that she would not be able to talk about anything, so she smiled warmly, "Then I understand."

The two of them parted ways because they had no idea what was going on.

Two more days passed.

Shi Anxia would call Mingzhao over every day to chat for a while, and then leave. He would also visit various houses and courtyards to have tea and meals, and through the conversations he could get a thorough understanding of everyone's personality.

In the evening of that day, Cen Yuan returned with Ming Chengyuan.

Ming Chengyuan was too old to move. He had to rest after every step and could only be pushed back in a wooden wheelchair.

It was another warm meeting. The old man had been looking forward to a letter from the Duke of Protectorate's Mansion in the capital all his life.

I thought I would never see that day until I died, but someone really came from the capital.