The Marquise: I Earn My Own Worship

"I, the servant, am here by order of the Empress to invite Dean Qiu into the palace. Dean Qiu, please come in."

Qiu Zhuo nodded slightly and handed the reward he had prepared to Nanny Ming personally.

"Thank you for the trip, Ma'am. This is a small token of my gratitude. Please accept it."

"You're welcome, Dean."

Nanny Ming smiled and took the purse, which contained two large gold ingots.

"There's no time to lose, let's set off immediately."

"Here is a sedan chair for you, please move."

Qiu Zhuo sat in the sedan chair, and the curtain swayed.

It was still early at this time, and the sky was slightly bright. The group drove towards the palace in the dark night.

When the Emperor of Chu came to the Queen's Palace after the court session, Qiu Zhuo (shouldn't he call her Zuoqiu Shiyi now) was happily chatting with Queen Zhu.

Since the empress returned to the palace, the Emperor of Chu rarely saw her so happy, especially after the incident of deposing the empress, the empress was always depressed.

"Greetings to your majesty. May your majesty be safe."

"Everyone, get up."

The Emperor of Chu sat next to Queen Zhu, looking at Zuoqiu Shiyi on the left.

"Are you the dean of Xunlu Girls' School?"

Zuoqiu Shiyi bowed again and said, "Your Majesty, I have been recognized by the Marquis' wife and appointed as the principal of Xunlu Girls' College."

"Zuoqiu?"

The King of Chu thought of the Zuoqiu clan from more than ten years ago.

Empress Zhu bent her finger and said, "Your Majesty, she is from the Zuoqiu clan of Beiyang, formerly the Zuoqiu Bo Mansion."

The King of Chu remembered that Zuoqiu Shiyi was the unlucky person who had married into Prince Cheng's palace.

"Is your grandfather okay?"

Zuoqiu Shiyi's heart finally relaxed. His Majesty was just as his grandfather had said and had never taken his anger out on their family.

"Your Majesty, my grandfather is in good health and often goes out for a ride on his horse, thinking of you all the time."

Zuoqiu Shiyi spoke with red eyes, looking very sincere.

Hearing what she said, the King of Chu thought of the good horse he had once given to Zuoqiu Dushen.

Zuoqiu Dushen is the former Zuoqiu Boye.

These old ministers value friendship the most.

The Emperor of Chu stroked the beads in his hand, his eyes staring at Zuoqiu Shiyi like sharp swords.

The following words made Zuoqiu Shiyi's heart tighten.

"When you, the Zuoqiu clan, left the capital, did you ever harbor any resentment towards me?"

The King of Chu knew very well how Zuoqiu Mansion was confiscated. He turned a blind eye and took advantage of the situation.

"Your Majesty, why do you say that? The Zuoqiu Clan has never shown you any disrespect. My grandfather once said that it was his fault back then, a result of his lax governance and poor judgment of people. It's the law of the jungle, and I was just one step behind, so I can't blame anyone else. Your Majesty was a favor to us for allowing us to escape unscathed. The Zuoqiu Clan is grateful to you endlessly."

The Emperor of Chu carefully glanced at the kneeling woman in front of him. Seeing that there was only surprise and a little helplessness in her eyes, the Emperor of Chu slowly withdrew his gaze.

"Stand up, why are you kneeling? As a woman, you are already the dean of the girls' school. Just pay homage to me."

Zuoqiu Shiyi had a thin layer of sweat on his back. He stood up with all his strength and sat down aside.

"You mean you only take 300 coins for every 1,000 cakes?"

There was a hint of surprise in the tone of the Emperor of Chu. Wasn't this price too cheap?

Zuoqiu Shiyi explained it, and the more the Emperor of Chu listened, the more satisfied he became.

When a country is at war, the treasury's money is spent like water. Besides armor and weapons, the most important thing is food.

Whenever the money was used to buy grain, the King of Chu knew how much profit was taken without checking, and in the end the pockets of his ministers were always bulging.

So this is why the Emperor of Chu personally met Zuoqiu Shiyi.

"Although the Women's School is a women's academy, they are also citizens of Great Chu. When the nation needs them, we women must shoulder our responsibilities. On behalf of the Women's School, I will donate half of the noodles and sell half to the court. In the future, Great Chu will surely drive out those invaders and bring glory to our nation."

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As soon as Zuoqiu Shiyi returned, he ordered people to start counting the inventory, and then batches of supplies were loaded and sent to the border.

After a full 100,000 pancakes were sold out, Zuoqiu Shiyi began to recruit women from the surrounding area to sign working contracts.

The scale of the noodle shop expanded again, and the number of people inside increased from fifty to more than two hundred.

Inside Duan Bo's Mansion

As soon as Song Shengfu felt better, she came to the ancestral hall. When she smelled the familiar scent, she finally felt refreshed.

She always felt hungry and something was missing, and it turned out to be the incense.

Weird.

After returning home, Song Shengfu saw the little girl looking for her bag everywhere as soon as she entered the yard. She was running very fast, with two little chicks shaking behind her head.

"Run slower, run slower, be careful not to fall."

Bao Bao ran closer and threw herself into her grandmother's arms.

"It smells nice, but a little weird."

Bao Bao sniffed around her like a puppy.

Song Shengfu rubbed her head and asked with a smile: "It's the smell of incense and candles, Bao Bao."

Bao Bao wanted to climb onto her grandmother's body, "Grandma, hold me."

Su Chun next to her was about to stop her, but Song Shengfu bent down, picked up the bag, and shook it before putting it down.

"Oh, Baobao has grown too big for grandma to hold her."

Bao Bao looked at her grandmother's struggling expression and laughed happily.

"No hug, let's hold hands."

Bao Bao took her grandmother's hand and led her into the garden.

She still remembered that they said they wanted her grandmother to walk more, so she supervised her every day and took her grandmother for a stroll at Bisongyuan at a fixed time.

Song Shengfu looked at the small bag and recalled the memory of her being ambushed and having her head broken, becoming mentally retarded. She felt very upset.

Bao Bao has been a quiet person since she was a child, but she is very smart.

Since she is here, the child must grow up healthy.

"Bao Bao, do you like puppies?"

Bao Bao looked up at her grandmother in confusion. She had never seen a puppy, only a cat in the yard.

"What does a puppy look like? I like cats very much."

"Let's go and take a look. If you like it, can we bring one back and keep it as a pet?"

"Okay, let's go and have a look."

The two grandparents turned around and walked outside. There was no dog in the house, so they had to go to the place in the capital that specialized in selling dogs.

Rich families in Beijing all like to keep pet dogs.

They were going to the largest kennel in Beijing, which even had dogs from overseas.

"Look, old lady, young lady, we have all kinds of dogs here. Just tell me which one you like."

Bao Bao looked around by herself, and the various things made her eyes dazzled.

“Grandma, Bao Bao likes it.”

These dogs are well-trained and are very docile and clingy. When they see people coming, they come up to them enthusiastically.

Bao Bao was licked on the palm of her hand by a small papillon, and she immediately started giggling.

"itch."

Song Shengfu originally wanted to find a suitable one to take home, but after looking around, she didn't find any that caught her eye.

"My dear, this is a mastiff. It has a fierce temper but is very loyal."

Bao Bao squatted in front of a cage with her hands in her pockets.

There was a black and brown puppy lying inside. The puppy also had its hands in its pockets, lying there with its hind legs spread out and its tail wagging.