"It's not sure yet, but the capital has not checked the household registration of those two people. It is doubtful that they can live in Beijing for several days like this. [26nbsp;]" Cheng Xunxun said a little vaguely, but

But Yu Zhu understood. In ancient times, household registration management was very strict. Farmers were basically tied to the land. It was not an ordinary difficulty to leave the place of household registration...

"Then I didn't cause you any trouble." Yu Zhu recalled her behavior over and over again. She was reasonable at the time. If she revealed her identity, there would probably be rumors of bullying.

Cheng Xunxun put on his robe quickly by himself, "What are you afraid of? What if I get into trouble? Just treat me as a show-off." After saying that, he waved his hand and gave the order, "Go and eat."

Yu Zhu silently muttered, "You can't believe a man's good words." The corners of his mouth could not help but curl up.

But it seemed that this man was still on the right track. The next day, after Yu Zhu figured out what was going on, he even came up with this idea.

"...The second master just returned to the courtyard. Seeing that your wife has not come back yet, he went to the main room alone. Later, the slave saw first Miss Qiu Wen and then Miss Chun Xian entering the house. Miss Qiu Wen was still carrying a bowl.

Soup, it is said that I had to cook it in the kitchen all afternoon before I got a bowl... Miss Chunxian

He was carrying a small baggage, which contained a coat made for the second master... But the second master was cleaning his sword, and when he saw Miss Qiu Wen coming, he endured his temper and left the bowl of soup anyway. Then Miss Chun Xian came again.

Well... the second master was so annoyed by them that Miss Chunxian was kicked out..."

Yu Zhu smiled and asked Zaoyuan to reward the maid who served tea with some money before sending her off.

"Madam, this is too unruly. Where does this kind of courage come from? Mistress dares to show her face in front of men without asking her." After hearing this, Yao's mother suffered from occupational diseases again.

Yu Zhu was also a little unhappy. There was a gap of many years between the time when these maids became roommates and when he came in. Cheng Xunxun, the thick-headed man, probably didn't even notice, and made them feel a little jealous. He still thought they were the same as before.

Is it like when Qinghuiyuan was the dominant one?

"Call the two people who came here." Yu Zhu ordered, it was time to take some action. After these days, it would be too shameful to be shy and ignorant, and some things are small and simple.

, but it also needs to be done.

In fact, she likes to bully Baihua the most——

Not long after, Qiu Wen and Chun Xian were brought to Yu Zhu. Chun Xian was calm on the face, but she was also uneasy in her heart. Qiu Wen could not help but want to kneel down. They really had no choice.

It’s been a month since my wife came here. Second Master

They have always stayed in the main room, and of course they don’t dare to argue. But if he doesn’t seize the opportunity when the second wife is away, the second master will forget about their appearance. Who would have thought that the second wife came back so early? Didn’t the eldest wife say that she

Have you gone to Pingyuan Houfu?

Not knowing how they would be punished, the two exchanged glances and bowed their heads in greeting.

Quiet, completely quiet, no one asked them to kneel down, and no one spoke. All the room could hear was the rustling of the leaves in the wind outside, and occasionally one or two birdsong.

Yuzhu looked at the two of them with their heads buried lower, feeling secretly happy. He picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea. The lid and the cup touched lightly and made a crisp sound. Qiu Wen and Chunxian thought Yuzhu was about to speak, so they were busy.

I waited patiently with bated breath, but I almost ran out of breath, and there was still no word from above.

After waiting for a while, when they were exhausted from the tension, Yuzhu stretched out his claws evilly.

"Ta--" The fingernails tapped lightly on the tabletop. The tabletop was made using a lattice-and-tenon method, with edges and grooves inserted into the center of the gall wood surface. Therefore, the sound it made had a heavy and dull feeling. In such a quiet environment,

Down and over, it seems to be able to absorb people's entire attention.

Yu Zhu estimated the beating frequency of his heart and kept his hands calmly.

Qiu Wen and Chun Xian gritted their teeth and persisted, but their heartbeats unknowingly became faster and faster with the increasingly dense "ta... da... da..." sounds. Finally, their bodies could not bear it, and both of them looked a little shaky.

White, top-heavy.

When Chunxian suddenly lost his balance and fell to the ground with his knees weak, Yuzhu stopped what he was doing, rubbed his numb fingertips, and said with a smile: "Hua Ruo, hurry up and help Miss Chunxian."

"Get up, what are you doing with such a great ceremony? I am neither a Bodhisattva nor a Buddha, so how can I be worthy of the highest courtesy of bowing down to the ground?"

Hua Ruo held back her laughter and stepped forward to help Chunxian, who was sweating slightly on her forehead. She tried her best to keep a straight face and pretend to be serious. The wife had told them that this method would not work for others, but it should be used one by one for servants who make mistakes.

allow.

"Madam, please forgive me." Qiu Wen reacted first and knelt on the ground with a thump. The "thud" sound made everyone feel pain for her.

Yu Zhu turned her head slightly, and Yao's mother immediately walked over and lifted her up. She smiled half-heartedly and said, "Miss Qiuwen and Miss Chunxian. One of you is the second master's maid since childhood, and the other is a gift from the old lady.

He kneels down and cries with his wife all the time, maybe he hopes to see his wife unhappy because of the second master and the old lady."

Qiu Wen's face changed slightly, and she didn't even dare to say, "My wife said that I can't atone for my sins even if I die." Chun Xian was also too frightened to say anything.

Mother Yao was still smiling, "Don't talk about ten thousand deaths. People don't have ten thousand lives. Just one death is enough. The only one is to cherish it." Seeing that the two people's superficial calmness has almost been maintained.

Unable to hold on any longer, he snorted disdainfully, then softened his expression and lightly

Judo: "Besides, what did you do to get your wife to spare your life? What did your wife do? I kindly invited you to come and talk today, but you two just didn't say a word, and you actually dared to fall to the ground in front of your wife and be disrespectful.

I don’t know what others will think when I say this.”

"After all, you are bullying our wife because she is young and kind-hearted, so you dare to be so presumptuous." Ruan's mother's eyes were cold, but she still had a smile on her face, and she labeled the bully in one sentence.

Mother Xie crossed her hands in front of her body, put her hands like dead branches into her sleeves, and said secretly: "You servant girl with evil thoughts, just stay alive and work, how can you be qualified..." She deliberately stopped before finishing her sentence.

He opened his mouth and looked at the two of them up and down with a pair of indifferent triangular eyes, as if assessing something.

Both Qiu Wen and Chun Xian knew what Mama Xie did, and they suddenly felt that the sky was about to collapse. They were overwhelmed with fear and wanted to kneel down as soon as their legs went weak. Mama Yao coughed, and the two of them seemed to be hurt.

He shook as if in shock and did not dare to kneel down again.

Chunxian looked around, only to feel that there were angry frowns or scary smiling faces everywhere. In her anxiety, she finally cast her pleading eyes on Yuzhu, the only one who was smiling sweetly, "Madam, this slave is wrong, don't dare to do it again."

I’m sorry, please... no, please forgive me, Mrs.

She was the maid in the old lady's house. She had never seen such a scene before, so she habitually asked for mercy. Then she remembered what Yao's mother said just now, and after struggling for several times, she couldn't even say anything, and she didn't dare to cry.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be just another false accusation against my wife? But I couldn't hold back my tears, and I was in a state of embarrassment for a while.

Between the tears in her eyes, a delicate and indescribable white face came close to her eyes. Chunxian tried hard to show a flattering smile, but was instantly thrown into the abyss by Yu Zhu's words -

"The makeup is all over the place, and there's red in the black, it's really ugly..."

She had no idea how she got back to her house in the end. Her mind was filled with those crispy words "so ugly" and "so ugly"...

There was no trace of disgust in those words, just like stating a fact, with a hint of innocence and ignorance of a little girl, but it was inexplicably convincing.

The little maid fetched water and was kicked out. She closed the door in confusion and muttered: What's going on? In the past, didn't I have to follow the standards of serving a lady, from washing her face to applying ointment... all the way to the end? Now, right?

Why are you so easy-going?

After washing my face, I took a look in the mirror. A timid and beautiful face appeared in the mirror, with slightly frowning eyebrows and a few tears. This was my proudest place, but...

Chunxian threw herself on the bed, covered her mouth and cried bitterly.

In the next room, Baozhu is embroidering Buddhist scriptures. This is something she has to do to honor the old lady every year. She has become very skilled in embroidery over the years. Most of the stitches have been completed.

When I heard that the little maid came back and said that my wife had sent someone to call two girls to the main courtyard, and that the two girls came back with pale faces, the embroidery needle in her hand suddenly turned sideways and pricked into the palm of her hand, and there were bright red drops of blood.

It came out all of a sudden.

The maid named Xiaofu hurriedly took out her handkerchief and came to help her hold the wound.

Baozhu looked at the palm of his hand in a daze and murmured: "Madam, have you started taking action?"

Xiaofu listened, his heart skipped a beat, but he advised: "No matter how powerful she is, can she still block all the women? It just so happened that those two scouts happened to be exploring the way, and they happened to bump into each other, so you can stand out.

?”

Baozhu was startled for a moment, then suddenly smiled, held his palms in his hands and said, "Look, does this drop of blood look like the mole on the second master's palm?"

Xiaofu didn't dare to answer, and Baozhu didn't ask any questions. He looked down at the blood-stained Buddhist scriptures and said calmly: "Blood cannot be seen in the Buddhist scriptures. You can bring me another set of cut materials. I will have to embroider them again later...

It’s such a pity that so many days of my efforts have been wasted for such a small mistake.” After that, he threw it aside with disdain.

"You are a skilled embroiderer. It won't take much effort to embroider another piece." Xiaofu quickly took the things back and said with a smile.

There were waves in Baozhu's eyes, "That's natural. Others can't compare to others. I've been practicing this embroidery since I could hold a bowl."

Mother Ruan is also talking about Yu Zhu here, "... these days, my wife has paid tribute to the old lady with a lot of needlework, why don't she make clothes for the second master? If I see your needlework, where are those dirty things?

If you have the nerve, then make clothes for the second master."

Yu Zhu smiled, "You really think that my clothes are so good. It's not a problem to follow the pattern and embroider them, but if I make clothes, it's just careless. Clothes have to be worn. If the sewing is not good, what will happen to the embroiderers?"

No matter how good it is, who would dare to wear it? Besides, the second master is a military commander, how miserable it would be if the clothes were torn during martial arts training..." Thinking of Cheng Xunxun's embarrassed look, Yu Zhu was overjoyed.

Mother Ruan and Mother Yao immediately looked at each other speechless, and could only shed a thousand tears... But at least one thing made them happy. The young lady's little waywardness was caused by her uncle's pampering. As a woman, it is okay to be so unbridled occasionally.

Blessing. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe and reward. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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