Chapter 1297
Willing to Be an Ugly Girl 24
Chapter 1297 Willing to Be an Ugly Girl 24
The chief steward came in, knelt down and saluted.
Xining copied the book: "It's just in time, are my tables and chairs ready?"
The manager was taken aback, did he really build such a thing?This thing looks weird, just like the chopping board of a village butcher. Every time he goes to buy pork, the butcher cuts up the slaughtered pig and puts it on it for sale.
Of course, we can’t say that we haven’t done it yet, and we can only find a reason: "The things used by the young lady are naturally better. They are still rushing to make!"
"It seems that you are still too busy. I just asked Ah Kui to help you, so let her handle this matter." Xining stopped writing and looked at him: "Is there anything else?"
The big steward was speechless for a while, but let it be.So he said: "I am the chief steward sent here by the Daoist Master, does it mean that Miss doesn't trust me by doing this?"
Xi Ning thought for a while, put down his pen, and stood up: "Of course not. I'm tired of writing too. I just went out for a walk. Would you like to go to the yard with me? You know, I just arrived Before long, I didn’t go to many places.”
I didn't go to many places, I went to the kitchen every day.But those dishes, cooked in a strange way, taste good.
"It's a small honor." The chief steward stood up, humbly following beside him.
Xining walked slowly in front, and A Ling and other maids followed behind.When he walked into the yard, the servant with a knife squatting there saw him and followed him up.This is their job, to follow the master.
Xi Ning strolled in the courtyard: "I remember you were recommended by Mrs. Lunzi before, so you were sent here."
"Miss Zunzi also knows?" The chief steward was even more convinced, since he knew that he belonged to Mrs. Lunzi and was sent by Daoist Master, he should take it back.
Yes, in the body owner's memory, the steward was very rich.
The chief manager humbled himself proudly: "Thanks to Mrs. Lunzi's respect and the trust of the Taoist master, it has been five years since I sent the younger one here. The younger one has done his best and has never slack off..."
Xi Jing listened quietly, walked under the cherry blossom tree, stopped, twitched the corner of her mouth, and turned around: "You, stand there and don't move!"
Then he took two steps back, smiled and took another two steps back: "Stand still."
"Miss Zunzi, what do you mean?" The chief steward stood there, a little puzzled by Monk Zhang Er.
Xining still smiled: "Come on, take him down!"
The two servants with knives were taken aback for a moment, and A Ling next to her reacted quickly: "What are you still doing, didn't you hear?"
Master Daoist said that they all listen to Miss Zunzi.So the servants went up, one on the left and one on the right, escorting the chief steward.
The chief manager struggled a few times but failed, raised his head and asked in astonishment: "Miss Zunzi, what are you doing?"
Xining turned around and turned his back: "I'm going to write a letter, you gag him, tie him up and send him to my father."
"Miss Zunzi, Miss Zunzi, misunderstanding, everything is a misunderstanding, I didn't do anything, Miss Zunzi... woo woo woo..." The servant with the knife had nothing to gag for a while, so he just took off his socks , stuffed it into the mouth of the big tube, and pushed it down.
It happened that the cherry blossoms were blooming at this time, and Xining looked at the newly blooming cherry blossoms on the tree, and couldn't help feeling sorry: "If I want to write a letter, I have to stop reading it first."
Miss Takako actually tied up the big manager... When Zaemon arrived, the lady just put down the pen and was stuffing the letter on the rough edge of the paper into the envelope.
"You came at the right time. Go back and give this letter to my father and that guy." Xining dripped the candle water on the seal, cooled it slightly, and handed it to A Ling.
Seeing the letter handed to him, Zaemon nodded abruptly, and took the letter.
"And this matter, don't let it out, especially his family members, so as not to flee with you." Xining handed another letter to A Ling: "Please give this letter to my mother."
Zaemon was taken aback for a moment, and after another salute, he took the letter, then stood up, and left in a hurry.
That night, two fast riders arrived at Fujiwara's mansion in the dark, and a big sack was thrown from the horse's back. It never stopped moving and there was a muffled sound inside, so it could be roughly judged that there was a person inside.
"Is Master Daoist here?" Zaemon strode in, followed by the servants carrying sacks.
Mr. Fujiwara took the letter and opened it to read.After washing off the lead powder, his complexion became more and more ugly. Finally, he slapped his thigh and yelled at the chief steward who was tied up and had a sock stuffed in his mouth: "How dare you do this! Send him to the government and severely punish him." Interrogation. Let me spit out everything I asked him to eat."
Immediately, two servants with knives stepped forward and dragged the paralyzed man out.
As stated in the letter, the chief steward has a piece of real estate outside, with [-] acres of good farmland.There are also two private houses, both of which have outer rooms.
I didn't write about the others, but a smart person would know right away, how could it be possible to have so much money to buy land and support the outer house in just five years with the monthly silver of the big manager.
There is no need for the big steward to say anything, just take him to the government office, anyway, he only needs to say hello, and everything can be pried out of the prisoner's mouth.
Zaemon took out another letter: "This is a letter from Ms. Takako to Mrs. Akiko." As a domestic servant, one must be loyal to his master, and his master is the Taoist priest.
Mr. Fujiwara took the letter, but nothing was written on the envelope.After hesitating for a while, he still called for Mrs. Mingzi.He can take it apart first, but it's not necessary.Mrs. Mingzi came to read the letter. As long as he wanted to know, Mrs. Mingzi dared not tell him.
After Mrs. Mingzi opened the letter, she read it directly and said: "Zunzi said, this manager is not doing well. She has been sitting for a long time, and her legs hurt a little. It didn't work out. When he was serving Xianxin, he didn't know if he was so negligent, so he sent it back to Lord Daoist..."
Mrs. Mingzi paused, and suddenly understood something.
Her son Xianxin was going on an outing at that time, but he ended up at the Monk Temple and became a monk.By the time I found out, my hair had already fallen, and it was too late.And this guy seemed to be sent to the village not long after this incident, less than a month.I heard it was recommended by Mrs. Lunzi!
Immediately, his hands trembled with anger, and the letter paper was trembling like leaves in the autumn wind.
Mr. Fujiwara has also heard it. If he can't hear this, the officialdom for decades will be in vain.
He frowned slightly, the house is really restless, the fights at home are no less than those in the palace.
But still with a pleasing expression, he said as if he didn't know anything: "What's written in the back?"
Mrs. Mingzi could only hold back her anger, and continued to read: "Zunzi said, Ah Kui is my old man. He is safe in his work and has no son. He can take over the position of chief steward. Please let me show you."
Mr. Fujiwara nodded: "Well, it's very good for Takako to do so. What does Madam mean?"
Mrs. Mingzi comforted with sadness in her heart: "Is this person sent by your lord at that time, or your lord is in charge."
Mr. Fujiwara then said: "I have arrested this person in the government because of corruption, and I will interrogate him severely. For this position, since Takako said that Aoi can do it, then Aoi can try it."
(End of this chapter)
The chief steward came in, knelt down and saluted.
Xining copied the book: "It's just in time, are my tables and chairs ready?"
The manager was taken aback, did he really build such a thing?This thing looks weird, just like the chopping board of a village butcher. Every time he goes to buy pork, the butcher cuts up the slaughtered pig and puts it on it for sale.
Of course, we can’t say that we haven’t done it yet, and we can only find a reason: "The things used by the young lady are naturally better. They are still rushing to make!"
"It seems that you are still too busy. I just asked Ah Kui to help you, so let her handle this matter." Xining stopped writing and looked at him: "Is there anything else?"
The big steward was speechless for a while, but let it be.So he said: "I am the chief steward sent here by the Daoist Master, does it mean that Miss doesn't trust me by doing this?"
Xi Ning thought for a while, put down his pen, and stood up: "Of course not. I'm tired of writing too. I just went out for a walk. Would you like to go to the yard with me? You know, I just arrived Before long, I didn’t go to many places.”
I didn't go to many places, I went to the kitchen every day.But those dishes, cooked in a strange way, taste good.
"It's a small honor." The chief steward stood up, humbly following beside him.
Xining walked slowly in front, and A Ling and other maids followed behind.When he walked into the yard, the servant with a knife squatting there saw him and followed him up.This is their job, to follow the master.
Xi Ning strolled in the courtyard: "I remember you were recommended by Mrs. Lunzi before, so you were sent here."
"Miss Zunzi also knows?" The chief steward was even more convinced, since he knew that he belonged to Mrs. Lunzi and was sent by Daoist Master, he should take it back.
Yes, in the body owner's memory, the steward was very rich.
The chief manager humbled himself proudly: "Thanks to Mrs. Lunzi's respect and the trust of the Taoist master, it has been five years since I sent the younger one here. The younger one has done his best and has never slack off..."
Xi Jing listened quietly, walked under the cherry blossom tree, stopped, twitched the corner of her mouth, and turned around: "You, stand there and don't move!"
Then he took two steps back, smiled and took another two steps back: "Stand still."
"Miss Zunzi, what do you mean?" The chief steward stood there, a little puzzled by Monk Zhang Er.
Xining still smiled: "Come on, take him down!"
The two servants with knives were taken aback for a moment, and A Ling next to her reacted quickly: "What are you still doing, didn't you hear?"
Master Daoist said that they all listen to Miss Zunzi.So the servants went up, one on the left and one on the right, escorting the chief steward.
The chief manager struggled a few times but failed, raised his head and asked in astonishment: "Miss Zunzi, what are you doing?"
Xining turned around and turned his back: "I'm going to write a letter, you gag him, tie him up and send him to my father."
"Miss Zunzi, Miss Zunzi, misunderstanding, everything is a misunderstanding, I didn't do anything, Miss Zunzi... woo woo woo..." The servant with the knife had nothing to gag for a while, so he just took off his socks , stuffed it into the mouth of the big tube, and pushed it down.
It happened that the cherry blossoms were blooming at this time, and Xining looked at the newly blooming cherry blossoms on the tree, and couldn't help feeling sorry: "If I want to write a letter, I have to stop reading it first."
Miss Takako actually tied up the big manager... When Zaemon arrived, the lady just put down the pen and was stuffing the letter on the rough edge of the paper into the envelope.
"You came at the right time. Go back and give this letter to my father and that guy." Xining dripped the candle water on the seal, cooled it slightly, and handed it to A Ling.
Seeing the letter handed to him, Zaemon nodded abruptly, and took the letter.
"And this matter, don't let it out, especially his family members, so as not to flee with you." Xining handed another letter to A Ling: "Please give this letter to my mother."
Zaemon was taken aback for a moment, and after another salute, he took the letter, then stood up, and left in a hurry.
That night, two fast riders arrived at Fujiwara's mansion in the dark, and a big sack was thrown from the horse's back. It never stopped moving and there was a muffled sound inside, so it could be roughly judged that there was a person inside.
"Is Master Daoist here?" Zaemon strode in, followed by the servants carrying sacks.
Mr. Fujiwara took the letter and opened it to read.After washing off the lead powder, his complexion became more and more ugly. Finally, he slapped his thigh and yelled at the chief steward who was tied up and had a sock stuffed in his mouth: "How dare you do this! Send him to the government and severely punish him." Interrogation. Let me spit out everything I asked him to eat."
Immediately, two servants with knives stepped forward and dragged the paralyzed man out.
As stated in the letter, the chief steward has a piece of real estate outside, with [-] acres of good farmland.There are also two private houses, both of which have outer rooms.
I didn't write about the others, but a smart person would know right away, how could it be possible to have so much money to buy land and support the outer house in just five years with the monthly silver of the big manager.
There is no need for the big steward to say anything, just take him to the government office, anyway, he only needs to say hello, and everything can be pried out of the prisoner's mouth.
Zaemon took out another letter: "This is a letter from Ms. Takako to Mrs. Akiko." As a domestic servant, one must be loyal to his master, and his master is the Taoist priest.
Mr. Fujiwara took the letter, but nothing was written on the envelope.After hesitating for a while, he still called for Mrs. Mingzi.He can take it apart first, but it's not necessary.Mrs. Mingzi came to read the letter. As long as he wanted to know, Mrs. Mingzi dared not tell him.
After Mrs. Mingzi opened the letter, she read it directly and said: "Zunzi said, this manager is not doing well. She has been sitting for a long time, and her legs hurt a little. It didn't work out. When he was serving Xianxin, he didn't know if he was so negligent, so he sent it back to Lord Daoist..."
Mrs. Mingzi paused, and suddenly understood something.
Her son Xianxin was going on an outing at that time, but he ended up at the Monk Temple and became a monk.By the time I found out, my hair had already fallen, and it was too late.And this guy seemed to be sent to the village not long after this incident, less than a month.I heard it was recommended by Mrs. Lunzi!
Immediately, his hands trembled with anger, and the letter paper was trembling like leaves in the autumn wind.
Mr. Fujiwara has also heard it. If he can't hear this, the officialdom for decades will be in vain.
He frowned slightly, the house is really restless, the fights at home are no less than those in the palace.
But still with a pleasing expression, he said as if he didn't know anything: "What's written in the back?"
Mrs. Mingzi could only hold back her anger, and continued to read: "Zunzi said, Ah Kui is my old man. He is safe in his work and has no son. He can take over the position of chief steward. Please let me show you."
Mr. Fujiwara nodded: "Well, it's very good for Takako to do so. What does Madam mean?"
Mrs. Mingzi comforted with sadness in her heart: "Is this person sent by your lord at that time, or your lord is in charge."
Mr. Fujiwara then said: "I have arrested this person in the government because of corruption, and I will interrogate him severely. For this position, since Takako said that Aoi can do it, then Aoi can try it."
(End of this chapter)