Chapter 2 Delivering Messages

  "Miss Bai, your face is red," said the little maid, giggling at her expression.

  At this moment, Miss Biao's face turned even redder, and she said shyly: "No way!"

  Chong Chong shut the large gate, and Miss Tai turned around hastily, hurrying towards the inner courtyard, deeply afraid that the maids by her side would see her blushing expression.

  It's all because of that rude Dengluzi, embarrassing me. Miss Biao thought angrily as she walked on the road.

  "Brother Zhu!" Zhang Zhongyun called out beside the dazed Zhu Dachang's ear.

  "What a lovely little girl......" Zhu Dachang couldn't help but exclaim, then came back to his senses and smiled: "Brother Zhang, do you have something on your mind?"

  Little girl? Brother Zhu's words are really strange, Zhang Zhiyun secretly shook his head.

  As for Brother Zhu, his words became poetry as soon as he opened his mouth, and his literary talent was indeed impressive. Zhang Zhiyun couldn't help but admire him a little more, but just now when Brother Zhu almost drooled, it really wasn't suitable to flatter: "The main gate of the Shen Mansion has been opened, Brother Zhu is here to deliver the message, so you can send it in now."

  Zhang Zhiyun's eyes flashed with a hint of sigh, Zhu Dachang's mind was dense and naturally understood what he was thinking. He wasn't some errand boy, if it weren't for that lifesaver who wanted him to deliver the message himself, he wouldn't have had the leisure to run around as a courier. Black Dragon Website

  It's strange to say, but this lifesaver has some weird habits and seems to like quietness. He actually hid in the deep mountains to live alone, but if he wasn't living in the deep mountains, he wouldn't have coincidentally saved my life.

  Nor did he know what relationship he had with the Shen family, Zhu Dachang couldn't help but think of this, shook his head, and didn't care about their relationship, after delivering the letter, he would hurry to seek a way out for himself.

  Zhu Dajiang, who likes lively places, would never have lived in the deep mountains with that eccentric person, but in this strange world, without relatives or friends, he had to make a living on his own, and with little money left, it was time to find a way to get rich.

  "The creaking sound... The large gate of the Shen Mansion slowly opened, and several servants came out from inside. They carried tables and chairs to the side of the gate. After the person in charge sat down, a servant shouted: 'Those who have come to apply for the position of protector, please register here.'"

  "Boom!" As soon as the housekeeper finished speaking, everyone rushed to the table in a swarm, their movements also dare not be too big, lest they provoke the person in charge and cancel their qualification for the banquet, which would be a loss.

  Looking at the group of "geniuses" like wolves and tigers, Zhang Zhiyun snorted: "A bunch of idle guys, don't know what they're here for."

  The Shen family only accepts a limited number of nursing students, and they certainly don't want these young masters who only know how to write flowery words. They will definitely be busy in vain today, but as long as they can see Miss Shen's face, they are all willing.

  Zhu Dachang smiled but didn't speak, and instead of pushing his way to the table, he walked to the two guards standing at the entrance of the Shen residence. He smiled and said, "I have a letter here, would you two brothers kindly deliver it to Madame Shen?"

  The two guards were stunned for a moment, thinking that this big black-faced man was coming to sneak in the back door, but unexpectedly he came to deliver a letter.

  One of the attendants quickly took over the white envelope he pulled out from his bosom, on which was written "Mrs. Shen receives" in a few words. The attendant nodded: "Please wait for a moment, sir."

  He thought he could just hand over the letter and leave, but unexpectedly had to wait around, was it for a reward? Zhu Dachang thought to himself, since the Shen family is wealthy, they should give him a few hundred taels of silver, enough for him to buy a house and take in a few more concubines.

  Facing this unfamiliar era, Zhu Dachang was also terrified and confused. Although Zhu Dachang is only 23 years old, his mind is much more mature than his peers.

  Since he's already here, then let him be at ease. Now his dream is to have a home, marry several beautiful wives and live happily for the rest of his life.

  The bustling activity was going on around him, while Zhu Dachang had already become somewhat impatient. Just as he was thinking of leaving directly, the housekeeper rushed over, panting and saying: "Sir, my mistress has invited you."

  Zhu Dachang held his breath, thinking to himself that he was just a errand boy, what did Madame Shen want with him? Could it be because of him? He nodded and quickly followed the housekeeper into the mansion.

  Through the green trees and fragrant flowers in the front yard, Zhu Dachang followed the housekeeper to the front of the Shenfu's council hall.

  The conference hall was eerily quiet, with only faint sounds of stifled breathing audible from within. The atmosphere was oppressive, and Zhu Dachang felt a growing sense of unease.

  She gritted her teeth and followed the housekeeper into the hall, where there were three people. Sitting in front of the hall was a plump, beautiful woman with almond-shaped eyes and slender eyebrows, whose face was full of richness, obviously Mrs. Shen. On either side of her were the pretty young girl who had been peeking through the door crack earlier, and the aged old steward.

  Madam Shen's eyes had a faint sense of majesty, and when she looked at Zhu Dachang, she first carefully sized him up, sometimes shaking her head and sometimes nodding, it was really unclear what she was thinking, and the old steward also had exactly the same expression as Madam Shen, as if trying to see through him.

  Only Xiaoyao saw a hint of displeasure on her pretty face as she looked at him, and it turned out to be this good-for-nothing!

  "Madam, the person has been brought," said the guard with a fist in his hand.

  Zhu Dachang was confused, wondering if he had grown something on his face or not. What were you guys staring at so intently?

  She came back to her senses and nodded: "You can withdraw now."

  After the nurse withdrew, Madame Shen asked faintly: "What's your name."

  Zhu Dachang replied calmly: "I am Zhu Dachang."

  After a moment of silence, Mrs. Shen's eyes flashed with a hint of disappointment and she whispered to the old steward: "Li, is it him?"

  Li Guan furrowed his brow, thinking for a moment: "Madam, this Zhu Da Chang looks somewhat similar to him, but he's not as dark-skinned, and has put on some weight. Maybe he got tanned from being outdoors, it's hard to say for sure."

  Pausing for a moment, Li Guanjia continued: "But this person's name is also too crude, could it be that he casually made up the name?"