The red building is so arrogant

Chapter 103 Uncle Jiao's Daily Life
Because Yu Chuan'er has occupied everything inside and outside these few days, Xiangling has nothing to do, so she specially took time to go to Xue's house this morning.

One is to visit Aunt Xue and Baochai, the two old masters, and the other is to ask Yinger to help us weave some tassels for tying the pockets of famous posters, which is barely a public and private aid.

After meeting, Aunt Xue took her to show her concern, and she was a little relieved when she was sure that she was not restrained in Jiao's house and still had a naive temperament.

Out of curiosity, he casually asked Xiangling what was the difference between being at Jiao's house and being at her own.

"There is no difference in the other side."

Xiangling replied: "It's just that the master and the master often talk about economic and official careers, and I'm confused when I listen to it."

Aunt Xue laughed first, and said that we women don't need to care about these things.

Later, remembering that since her husband's death, because her son was the most impatient with these things, Baochai, who was tired and worried about everything, couldn't help sighing for a while.

Baochai's presence beside her was not pleasant, and besides her elder brother, she thought of Baoyu. If Xue Pan didn't care about it, Baoyu hated it from the bottom of her heart.

I don't know if the two of them will be able to find their way back as they get older.

"Don't say that these things are not there."

Baochai sighed deeply, but got up with a smile on her face, pulled Xiangling and said, "She came back with great difficulty, but mother is so sad, will she come back in the future?"

"Come, come!"

Aunt Xue said anxiously: "If she refuses to come, I'll ask people to post every day to invite her!"

The mothers laughed and made a fuss for a while, and then Xiangling went to find Yinger alone again and explained why she came.

Ying'er asked, "It's easy to weave a few tassels, but what are the requirements for this style?"

"Our grandfather only said that it looks good and is convenient."

Xiangling gestured and said: "The ones prepared by the family are such a big and wide silk bag with a green background and moiré pattern. It is usually used by the servant Chuanzhu, but sometimes our grandfather also uses it."

After hearing this, Ying'er was a little confused: "It's okay if it's just for the boy to carry with you. Since your uncle Jiao wants to use it, you'd better take a look at the bag, so that it can match the color and style."

After hearing this, Xiangling wanted to take her home together to see clearly.

Ying'er couldn't refuse, so she went to ask Aunt Xue for instructions, and then reluctantly agreed.

Speechless all the way.

After arriving at Jiao's house, Xiangling went to the main room to get a bag of famous posters, while Ying'er waited in the porch somewhat cautiously, and at the same time couldn't help taking a peek at the layout of the courtyard.

In terms of spaciousness and extravagance, this courtyard is far inferior to the residences of Jia Zheng and Baoyu, and much worse than Lixiangyuan.

But the details are neatly organized, which is more organized than Xue's family.

But this is also normal, Baochai is in charge of the Xue family's internal affairs, no matter how intelligent she is at the age of fourteen or fifteen, how can she compare to Laiwang and Xu Shi who are older than this?

Just looking around curiously, a pale-faced jade bracelet suddenly came out of the east chamber. The two met each other in the corridor, and hurriedly went around to meet and talk in the courtyard.

Because she is Jin Chuan'er's younger sister and the "landlord" here, Ying'er greeted her first, "I heard that my sister is here, but I don't know if I can live here comfortably?"

Yu Chuan'er squeezed out a bit of a smile, and deliberately emphasized: "It's very comfortable, the uncle and wife have treated me very well, and I'm up to it inside and out."

Hearing this, Ying'er was very surprised. In terms of age and relationship in the past, Xiangling should be the one to make the decision, but how can she say that she is all about it?
But when she saw the gold bracelet on Yu Chuan'er's left wrist, which seemed a bit presumptuous at first glance, what did Ying'er not understand?
Immediately, he secretly cursed "what a prodigal hoof", and secretly hated Xiangling for not being able to live up to his expectations. He had hooked up with Uncle Jiao early in the morning, but why did Yu Chuan'er overwhelm him?
At this time, Xiangling happened to come out of the main room holding two silk noodle bags.

As soon as she saw her, Yu Chuan'er's face became even more ugly, she forcefully smiled and said that it was convenient to go, and left Ying'er to go on her own.

Disrespectful stuff!

Ying'er cursed again, and before Xiangling could speak, she dragged her to the corner where she was behind her, and asked her, "You are dead, why did you let that little hoof climb on your head?"

Xiangling was stunned for a moment, and then realized that she was talking about Yu Chuan'er, so she answered as a matter of course: "She opened her face, she should have the final say in the room."

"you!"

Ying'er poked her between the eyebrows in resentment, and said angrily, "Then you just watch her open her face?"

"This... I, how can I..."

Thinking of what happened that night, Xiang Ling blushed, and Ai Ai hesitated to vomit.

Ying'er saw that there must be something inside, so she kept asking her for a long time, only then did she realize that it was the night before that Yu Chuan'er had brazenly and boldly proposed herself as a pillow mat!
Comparing the two times, Xiangling, this stupid girl, really deserved to lose.

So angrily and indisputably urged: "If you have such an opportunity again, you should take the initiative, don't..."

"You'd better take a look at this bag first!"

Xiangling hurriedly pushed the bag into Yinger's arms, blocking those tiger and wolf words.

Ying'er had no choice but to lower her head to check the shape of the bag, and then wondered, "Why are there two? Or one big and one small?"

"I thought there was only one at first, too."

Seeing that she was no longer entangled with the previous topic, Xiangling secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and then said in a daze: "In the end, when I got to the room, I found two."

Seeing that Xiangling herself was also confused, Ying'er sighed helplessly: "Come on, I'll make up both of them——in the future, you'll have something to do yourself, and you'll serve the men here, but follow us. It's so different when I'm around a girl!"

After looking at the style and pinching the size correctly with the end of a thread, Ying'er said goodbye and left Jiao's house.

Xiangling escorted her out of the courtyard, and returned to the main room to put the bag back, only to hear Jiao Shun yelling outside.

Xiang Ling rushed out to greet him, but saw Jiao Shun directing Shuan Zhu and the driver to unload things from the car.

Taking a closer look, it turned out to be four to five hundred sheets of name cards covered in hardwood with black letters on a green background, because each of them is seven inches long and three inches wide, and a stack of them weighs quite a bit.

Jiao Shun sighed, "It's weird to say that it's hard to be an official in Beijing. Just these name cards that have to be prepared, I'm afraid it's a lot of money every year."

Xiangling looked at it for a moment, and couldn't help but wonder: "I've seen Mr. Zheng's name card before, it seems to be much smaller than this."

"That's natural."

Jiao Shun said helplessly: "There are many doorways here. The name cards of the ninth grade are sealed in black and white, and they must be nine inches long and three inches wide; the seventh and eighth grades are black letters on a green background, which are also three inches wide and seven or eight inches long. ——Master Zheng is from the fifth grade, and the post is blue with red letters, and it is only five inches long and two inches wide, so it is naturally smaller than mine."

Xiangling half understood what he heard, twisted her fingers like spring onions, and wondered: "How come the bigger the official, the smaller the post?"

After a pause, he asked again: "Then the little pocket in our room is..."

"Let's ask for a lottery."

Jiao Shun explained: "It means looking forward to getting promoted as soon as possible, because I heard that every family has prepared one, so my wife has prepared one."

"As for why the bigger the official, the smaller the post - I heard that the smaller the official, the more obvious it is to show humility; the bigger the official, the more careful it is to show majesty."

As he spoke, he raised his hand impatiently: "Anyway, there are as many broken rules as a cow's hair. In order not to make jokes in the future, I have been memorizing them all these days, but the master has never been able to find a suitable one."

Originally, I thought that as long as I paid enough money, it would not be difficult to find an experienced master in the capital, but unexpectedly these days, I ran into walls everywhere.

The reason is nothing more than that Jiao Shun was born in slavery, and he is an official with a special purpose to advance, and the Ministry of Industry has made a lot of noise because of this.
Although there were a few who wanted money desperately, Jiao Shun did not dare to trust such people.

Just thinking about these troublesome things, I saw Yu Chuaner coming late from the east chamber.

Jiao Shun felt a little displeased.

How could he be unaware of Yu Chuan'er's little trick of suppressing Xiang Ling secretly?
He just thought that after all, she had just given her body to him, and recently she was too busy to take care of her, so she couldn't bear to criticize her.

But today...

Just as he deliberately took the opportunity to knock on Yu Chuan'er, he suddenly noticed that she was pale and depressed, and her posture was a little awkward when she walked.

Jiao Shun's heart moved, and he quickly opened his mouth to test: "What's the matter with you? If you are inconvenient, you can rest in the room."

"Lord Lao is thinking about it."

Yu Chuan only thought that he was asking about his health, and immediately said movedly: "I'm fine, it's just, it's just not convenient to serve the Lord."

The second half of the sentence deliberately lowered his voice, but Jiao Shun was overjoyed when he heard it.

I've been looking forward to it for more than a month, but it's finally here!

His expression remained calm, and he said with relief: "Then you can take a rest today, and let Xiangling keep vigil at night."

Yu Chuan'er's smile froze when she heard this, and her face, which was already a little pale due to menstruation, completely lost all color.

Seeing her like this, Jiao Shun felt a little guilty and couldn't bear it, so he took Yu Chuan'er to the east chamber, and said a few words of relief patiently.

Only then did Yu Chuan'er regain her composure, resenting the untimely timing of the menstrual event, and comforting herself by saying that Grandpa still pampers her.

And with just two or three days of hard work, with Xiangling's stupid mind, she may not be able to seize the opportunity.

Unexpectedly, in the evening, Jiao Shun couldn't wait for someone to carry the bathtub into the house, and he found a half pot of charcoal fire from somewhere, obviously wanting to do something unrestrained!
Yu Chuan'er seemed to be hit hard, but Xiang Ling was very shy.

The delicate little face the size of a palm was reddened to the base of the ears, and the rouge mark between the eyebrows seemed to be about to bleed.

She entangled ten scallions and jade fingers, as if roots had taken root under her feet, and she refused to enter the room for a long time.

It wasn't until being urged repeatedly by Jiao Shun that he turned around and moved inside step by step.

Those watery eyes were half pleading for help and half embarrassed, but when they fell on Yu Chuan'er's eyes, they were clearly provocative!
She gritted her teeth and watched Xiangling enter the room, and then closed the door tightly under Jiao Shun's order, but she still had a little bit of luck in her heart.

"My lord, make it, don't make it!"

However, not long after, Xiangling screamed and screamed, and then all kinds of unbearable rumors came out.

Yu Chuan'er's heart shattered several petals at once, desperately pulled down the gold bracelet, and raised her hand to aim at the door of the north room.

But she gritted her teeth and stomped her feet fiercely, but she couldn't bear to break the bracelet, let alone smash the door of Jiao Shun's room.

So he had to go back to the south room alone, sitting on the bedside and weeping silently.

But after all, she is not of a nature willing to admit defeat, and after crying enough, she ignites her fighting spirit again like a chicken blood.

He thought to himself that he was the one who took the lead, and depending on Xiangling's stupidity, he might not be willing to cooperate with Uncle Jiao's tricks.

So silently studied those embarrassing tricks several times, held his breath and gathered energy, and prepared to take back the artillery position in one fell swoop after the menstrual event passed!
　As long as it’s not nine o’clock, it’s still eight o’clock [狗头]

　　
　
(End of this chapter)