blue shirt oath

Chapter 242: Mianli also hides needles

Seeing that Father Chang compromised and refused to move, Sisi was overjoyed.

I even forgot to ask my father why he did it just now.

With resentment towards the two tongue-biting girls, he bid farewell to Father Chang and went back to his room.

Mrs. Kou sent ten maids, one was responsible for taking care of Li Sisi's daily life, one was taking care of Chang's daily life, and the rest also had their own division of labor.

Father Chang and Sisi can't order anyone around, and they usually do everything by themselves, and they don't do much to order those two girls.

The two girls were also happy and leisurely, and didn't say much.

I don't want such a thing to happen today.

Sisi returned to her room, sat on the couch and embroidered flowers with a light on, and looked up at the girl outside from time to time.

That girl had just spoken ill of her master in the daytime, and she was worried, wondering if Father Chang had told the truth, when she saw Miss Li looking at her from time to time, her heart was already in a state of panic There was a drum.

She earnestly made a pot of hot tea and brought it: "Girl, the embroidery under the lamp hurts your eyes, drink a cup of hot tea to warm your body, so let's rest."

Sisi put down the embroidery, and said with a slight smile: "Ah, isn't this chrysanthemum? I'm just a rough country girl, how can I deserve you to call me 'girl'? I can't even pretend that you made tea specially, put it down quickly. Chazhan, I will do it myself."

Hearing this, Ju Xiang was startled, knowing that she already knew that she and Mei Xiang were talking about their father and daughter during the day.

Immediately, the hand holding the tea trembled, and the teacup fell to the ground with a bang, which made her take another step back in shock.

"What? Am I wrong? Or, did I wrong you?"

"Girl, spare your life!" Ju Xiang knelt down on the ground, bowing her head, "Girl, spare my life."

"Forgive you?" Sisi pinched the white embroidery needle in her hand, with a half-smile, "What did you do wrong, do you want me to forgive you?"

"Slave, slave"

Juxiang spoke incoherently, teardrops stringed together, kowtowed endlessly.

Sisi looked at her coldly for a long time, then said slowly:
"Okay, let's go back. Go back and talk to your sister, and be careful when you talk in the future."

"You are a servant of the Kou Mansion. Once a slave, you will be a slave all your life. Since Mrs. Kou sent you to serve me, I am your master. These days, my father and I have not treated you well? You eat and drink well You're free and easy, I didn't say much, right? If you don't know what's good and what's wrong, and you bite your tongue behind your back, don't blame me for being merciless."

"Thank you miss, thank you miss." Ju Xiang kowtowed and thanked Dade, "I will never dare again."

"Go down."

Sisi looked contemptuously at the back of Juxiang leaving in embarrassment, turned around and picked up the bamboo leaf sachet that was about to be embroidered, and continued to embroider.

It's just a servant girl, she never commanded her, but she has all kinds of problems!
It seems that in the future, I will be more domineering and beating.

Early in the morning, Song Guichen stopped Sisi when she was going to Linglongfang, and asked her why her father Chang was acting abnormal last night, Sisi smiled and explained: "The servants said something unpleasant, my father listened Don't worry, Sister Song, I've already taken care of it."

"That's good." Song Guichen was skeptical, "Okay, I won't delay you going to Linglongfang, go quickly, the road is cold, don't blow it."

"it is good."

It is deep winter, and the cold is really cold.

The north wind was blowing, and the landscape trees in the yard were freezing and swaying their round leaves.

Song Guichen looked at Ah Qi who had been reading in the study room early in the morning, and his heart was filled with love and affection. He lit another pot of fire in the study room before going to work in the kitchen.

With the help of her servants, she only needs to be in charge of cooking, which greatly facilitates Song Guichen's desire to cook, but does not want to worry about preparing ingredients and cleaning furniture.

After a while, bowls of steaming Baiwei Soup came out of the pot. Although the maids who worked on it had seen Song Guichen's craftsmanship yesterday, they couldn't help swallowing and exclaimed.

Song Guichen smiled and said, "Give a bowl to Papa Chang and Ah Qi A Cui, and share the rest."

Everyone applauded.

After drinking the Baiwei soup, Song Guichen took the two children to nest in the warm study room, one writing, one reading, and one painting.

The house here is as warm as spring, but the old residence of Du Mansion not far away is bleak.

When Song Shou rented the courtyard in Liren Lane, he fully considered the location and the harmony of the people. From here, go north through Santiao Street, and walk a hundred or twenty steps to the Du Mansion.

Because the case of the Du Mansion has been pending, there are two eye-catching seals pasted on the gate of the huge mansion, and a huge spider web is formed under the eaves.

The left and right neighbors have already moved away. In this bleak winter, the Du Mansion, this once glorious mansion, now looks like an old man who has long since passed away, with no trace of a living person.

The fire destroyed most of the houses in the mansion, leaving only an empty shell struggling to hold on in the cold wind. The wall was covered with dead vines, and under the dead vines, there were traces of smoke.

The flowers, plants and trees in the courtyard have not been taken care of for a long time, and the withered and yellow vines are scattered all over the courtyard. No matter how you look at it, this is a veritable empty mansion.

Two slender young men stood silently under the dusty corridor for a long time.

"Brother Du."

Gu Yi let out a worried cry. Ever since he stepped into this place, it was like Du Qingshan who carried the deepest and deepest sorrow in the world.

The blue shadow is tall and straight, but it reveals endless loneliness.

Gu Yi, who was so lonely standing behind him, had an absurd feeling that the person in front of him was about to merge with this ruined mansion.

"Brother Du?" Gu Yi called out again.

Du Qingshan finally turned around, nodded and smiled: "Let's go back."

People from the government had already searched countless times, and there was nothing useful except the smell of corruption in the air.

He came here just to take a look.

The longer you watch, the deeper the hatred.

Du Qingshan closed his eyes in pain, sighed heavily, and turned to leave.

"Brother Du, when you were in Nanyang, although you saw Wu Qianxing as the person who pursued and killed you, whether Wu Qianxing was responsible for the case in the Du Mansion a year ago remains to be verified."

"Brother Gu, why did you say that? If it wasn't Wu Qianxing, who could it be?" Du Qingshan's expression was calm, and he decided that Wu Qianxing was the murderer in the case of killing the family in Du's house.

Gu Yidao: "Anyway, everything is just speculation now, Brother Du still needs to be careful, and don't make rash assertions."

"Brother Gu has always been particular about making bold guesses, why do you want me to be cautious now?"

"I advocate a bold guess, but the more important point is the latter, carefully verify it." Gu Yidao.

"Now this case that has been suspended for a year has not even made any progress in Kaifeng Mansion, and the government has suppressed it. I also secretly investigated and inquired in Kaifeng Mansion, but the officials, big and small, kept silent and avoided talking about it. I Think there might be something hidden in it.”

(End of this chapter)