He walked past, walking faster and faster, and didn't stop until he returned to Fanghua Courtyard and closed the door.

She raised her hand and wiped her face. Those two people were so unlucky! They were bumped into by her. She knew that woman, she had performed at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, and she was one of Ye Xuanyuan's concubines.

know.

The wall in their Youth Courtyard is really easy to climb, and everyone comes here. The couple who was scared by her last time probably won't come here again. It seems to be another couple. Anyway, she is often not in the palace, so

Don't be afraid of her looking for trouble.

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"What to do, what to do!" the woman's anxious voice sounded.

The man did not expect to meet anyone here at night. It was his fault that he was careless and he should have found a more remote place.

"Don't panic! Do you know that person just now?" The man was also very irritable. If this matter was exposed, he would not be able to survive even ten lives.

"We know each other. The one who whistled at the dinner last time is Ning... Ning Xiaoming. She was even slapped by the princess," the woman said hurriedly.

"If you want this matter never to be spread, there is only one way." The man's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

The woman seemed to understand what he meant, her face illuminated by the moonlight turned pale.

"What? Are you afraid? If this gets out, we will all die!" the man threatened.

"The prince raised us just to give us away. When the time comes, you can just ask the prince for me." The woman comforted herself.

"Oh, what is the identity of the prince, and what is your identity? The prince can give you away, but you can't find someone yourself!" the man mocked.

The woman opened her mouth to refute, but she couldn't say anything. What the man said was the truth.

"Then, what should I do?" the woman asked.

"No matter how you do it, just die. I will also find a way to hire someone to take her..." The man made a gesture of wiping his neck with his hand.

"Um."

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Some people stayed awake all night tonight, while others slept unconsciously. Tang Sha was the latter. He had no dreams all night and woke up naturally at around six o'clock in the morning. He sat up, stretched, and got out of bed to wash up.

The weather today is similar to yesterday. Tang Sha took the things he needed and left the palace.

I walked to a street with a lot of people, and took advantage of the fact that there were not many people, so I occupied a better stall. I set up a table and shamelessly borrowed it from the store behind me, and put up a flag, a bamboo pole, and a stone on which the bamboo pole was inserted.

I borrowed it. The big characters on the top said "Xiao Ming Bookstore is recruiting people". Then there were some small characters below:

Number of people to be hired: until the boss is satisfied

Requirements: Those who can account for money, those who can do coolies, painters, those who are good at calligraphy, those who are eloquent, those who have experience in bookstore work, those who have read a lot will be given priority, and anyone else who is interested is welcome.

The monthly salary varies for each position, with a minimum of 10 taels per month. Please queue up accordingly.

Twelve taels per month, which is an extremely high salary. Based on this alone, Tang Sha's stall is destined to be overcrowded today.

Sure enough, a lot of people stopped at the flag not long ago, including men, women, old and young.

Tang Sha sat on the inside side of the table, and there was a stool on the outside side.

Tang Sha soon welcomed the first interviewer of the day.

The visitor sat down across from him tremblingly, and then leaned the cane in his hand on the table. He looked at Tang Sha with a smile on his face, and opened his mouth to reveal only a few teeth, just like a child.

Tang Sha stood up immediately and asked politely and gently: "Grandma, do you want to come to work?"

The old lady smiled and nodded: "Yes." Her voice was old.

"Then what do you want to do?" Tang Sha asked, picking up the borrowed teapot from the table, pouring a cup of tea for the old lady, and bringing it to her.

"I'm here to find work for my son," the old woman explained.

"Then what will your son do?" Tang Sha asked patiently.

"My son may have done it." The old woman said excitedly, and then started counting: "He can cook, wash clothes, do carpentry, and wash my feet. His father died early, so he has been sensible since he was a child.
Chapter completed!