Author: Kyuubi-kun

Geng Gege is not stupid. He can't fight but is still used as a stepping stone for others. He can't do things that bring about his own suffering.

"Sister Li, don't let others know what you are saying." He smiled and said, "Fu Jin treats us well, I am very satisfied."

Li Gege didn't believe this. How could someone who entered the prince's backyard not want to make progress? It seemed like he was asking her to be a pawn, asking her to explore the ground. If it didn't work, he wouldn't move. If it worked, he would stop at that time.

It's not too late to act. Thinking about it this way, her sister Geng is more scheming than she is.

"Since Sister Geng said so, then I will listen to Sister Geng. Anyway, our Fujin is not sick all the time. He will get better sooner or later. Master Beile also guarded Fujin and did not touch other women for several years. Two months passed by

It's over." They had no chance.

Both of them knew it in their hearts, but Geng Gege saw it more clearly.

The conversation ended in vain, and Li Gege began to ponder in her heart, not to tell Geng Gege what was in her heart. Geng Gege felt that her ears were clear, and there was nothing wrong with living in peace and quiet in the yard; she was from a Han family, and her father was just a minor official.

, there is no possibility of rising to the top. Rather than being exploited and squeezed out by the family, it is better to just stay like this.

Without the master and Fujin nodding, the woman in the backyard could not even see her family members.

For various reasons, Geng Gege prefers the current life, and the previous temptation seems to have passed away.

Wu Lingzhu didn't know that the woman in the backyard was thinking about something while she was recuperating. The next day in Kaifeng, Yinzhen went to the palace early in the morning. He first went to the Qianqing Palace to pay homage to Kangxi, and then to the Cining Palace to pay homage to the Empress Dowager.

, and then went to court with his brothers.

On the day of Kaifeng, there was a great dynasty, and hundreds of civil and military officials gathered together to live together.

When Wu Lingzhu woke up, Yinzhen was no longer around; Wu Lingzhu slept on the inside of the bed and Yinzhen slept on the outside of the bed. Yinzhen deliberately did not make any noise when he got up. Logically speaking, the rule of the Qing Dynasty was that women sleep on the bed.

On the outside, the men sleep on the inside of the bed. In this way, every day when the men get up, they have to be served by the woman. However, Yinzhen couldn't bear to be served by her, so he kept coming here.

"Fu Jin, the master has left. I told my servants to wait for you to wake up, wash up and have breakfast first." Wan Qi and Aunt Su waited on Wu Lingzhu to get up. Aunt Tian left while they were waiting.

He went to the kitchen and ordered breakfast.

Wu Lingzhu nodded with a smile and let them do whatever they wanted. After washing herself, she sat at the table. Wan Qi was still mumbling. Wu Lingzhu gave her a strange look, which made Wan Qi feel uncomfortable.

"Fu Jin, why are you looking at this slave like this?"

"It's so strange to see you nagging like a little old lady all the time." Wu Lingzhu's accent was not from Beijing, which confused Wan Qi, "What is a nagging?"

Wu Lingzhu clicked her tongue and said, "You are the one who keeps talking like this."

Wan Qi pursed her lips and tightened her face, "Fu Jin, this slave is doing this for your own good. You have been playing crazy outside these days. You should calm down when you come back. Look at the master of that house, Fujin, who is like you.

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"What's wrong with me? I'm pretty good. I can eat, sleep, play, and do everything."

"You! My master is doting on you so much. If you went to someone else's house," Wu Lingzhu understood that the Qing Dynasty was so harsh on women. If she had married someone else, she would have been punished long ago.

Grinded.

Aunt Su patted Wanqi and said, "What are you talking about? We Fujin people are good and deserve to be blessed and pampered by our master. Other masters, Fujin, do not have this blessing. You see that Fujin is doing well in everything. Master

If I am willing to pamper you, then our Fujin deserves to be pampered like this."

"That's right!" Wu Lingzhu was very proud, "If it were anyone else, I might not be able to marry your master."

Aunt Su and Wan Qi only thought that she was boasting proudly. The royal family granted marriage, and she had to marry even if she didn't want to. It didn't mean that she wouldn't marry if she didn't want to.

Aunt Tian led the people in the kitchen to serve breakfast. Wu Lingzhu ate a little, not much. Putting down his chopsticks, Wu Lingzhu looked at the remaining cakes on the table and said, "Give me the rest."

People go and ask the people in the kitchen if they have bought any beef or mutton today."

"Yes, Fujin, I saw it when I went there; there are more than twenty kilograms of beef, as well as tripe, sirloin and offal. The people in the kitchen know that you and the master love it, so they bought more on purpose." Tian

Mammy answered, "We also have mutton. You and the master don't like the fishy smell on your bodies, so we don't buy much."

"The food we raise here is not as good as XZ's." Wu Lingzhu sighed and threw it away, then said: "Let the people in the kitchen use licorice, astragalus, cardamom, poria, cloves, cinnamon, and grass fruits.

Angelica sinensis, chili pepper, orange peel, ginger, and white wine are stewed together. These are all warming and tonic herbs, and they will be a good tonic for your master."

Yinzhen played outside with her for several days, and when he came back, she wanted to be nice to him; she was used to making up for him with food, and stewed meat whenever she spoke.

Grandma Tian and others have become accustomed to the fact that the master is such a master. The master has no shortage of food and clothing on weekdays, so he only suffers when he goes on business trips. It is always cold on business trips in winter. If someone prepares food and sends it,

I don’t know if it’s because my body feels warm, but my heart feels warm too.

"Slave, go right now. Once the stew is ready, send it to the master." Aunt Su took the order and left first. She knew how to heal, so she had to guard the stew of such warm and tonic medicinal materials to feel at ease.

Wu Lingzhu, who was too lazy to move after breakfast, leaned on the soft couch and relaxed.

"Mother Tian, ​​Wan Qi, go see if the people below have delivered the account books."

Wan Qi and Aunt Tian agreed, but Aunt Tian was still a little hesitant, "Fujin, all the servants have left, and there are only a few maids around you to serve you."

"I'm here to lie down. I won't wander around, and I don't need you to wait on me. Go quickly. If there are any delivered, just bring them over. If there are none, forget it." Wu Lingzhu waved his hand, closed his eyes to rest, and stopped looking at them.

"twitter."

The two squatted down and left. The little maid who was waiting in the room came forward and covered her with a small quilt, and kept it close to her. They were very well-behaved in serving this Fujin, and the confidants around him were treated well and treated well.

There are rewards, but you can't make mistakes or have delusions, and you don't like people who are not your confidants approaching. In short, there are a lot of rules. If you look at the booklet that everyone in the house has, those rules can trap all the slaves.

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If you do your job well, you will be rewarded; if you make mistakes, you will be severely punished.

After several years of implementation, the rules in the mansion were very good, and even Kangxi heard about them.

At this time, Grandma Su was in the kitchen instructing people to stew the soup. She simmered it for more than four hours, and the pot was only started near noon. The beef was stewed soft and fragrant.

"Serve Fujin a bowl as well, pack the rest and wrap them in quilts. Prepare twenty pairs of bowls and chopsticks for people to carry them with me."

Aunt Su gave an order, which in the eyes of these servants was no different from Fujin's words. The group of people hurriedly kept their share of the Wu Lingzhu, put the rest into a large pottery basin, and covered it with a lid.

She was wrapped in a quilt, packed with twenty sets of bowls and chopsticks in a large food box, and the two little palace maids followed Nanny Su out of the house.
Chapter completed!