The little petite bag of the fourth master of Qingchuan

Chapter 274
"Wait and see."

Ulanara narrowed her eyes slightly, and unconsciously uttered this sentence.

Just wait and see.Brat, I won't let you get what you want.

Sunlight is being projected into the window panes, illuminating the fine dust suspended in the air.She seemed to be speaking to Hongyi, and she seemed to be speaking to the dead Li Fangfujin.

The nanny standing next to her frowned slightly, stretched out her hand silently, pressed lightly on Ulanara's shoulder, and reminded in a low voice: "Fu Jin, you have to hold your breath."

Smart people don't do it themselves.

……

When Xiaoyu arrived at the gate of the academy, Hongyu was helped down by the servants, and went into the house. The eunuch Xiaomeizi, who was serving in the study in the front yard of the fourth elder brother, followed the eldest elder brother over, and came forward to kneel at this time.

Hong Tan passed a look, and they smiled tacitly at each other, and Xiao Meizi went back.

Another little eunuch who was close to Hongqin was holding a clean robe and wanted to change it for him.

Eldest brother has bad legs and feet, but when he hurried over to deliver the umbrella just now, he fell again, half of his clothes were covered with muddy water, so wet on his body, he was afraid he was about to suffer from the cold.

Hong Ting raised his hand to let people go down.

He frowned slightly, always feeling that something was wrong.

It seems that there are some details that have not been considered.

what is it?

Alas, motherless children are so difficult.

With no one to rely on, you have to explore everything by yourself, and you have to figure out a way for everything by yourself.

A few companions waited quietly, but they were also sent out by Hongqin—Ama still had some consideration after all, and the companions arranged for him were different from those arranged for his son-in-law.

These teenagers around him are not enough, not enough, and not worthy to be his wings in the future.

If you want to climb, you should climb to a higher place!
……

The room was so quiet that one could hear a needle drop on the ground.

Holding on to the handle of the chair, Hongyi suddenly jumped up in the silence, and said in surprise, "Not good!"

Cold sweat broke out on his head, as if a knife had been put on his neck, but the more he tried to calm himself down, the more nervous he became.

Hongyu finally understood what was the "detail" that he felt vaguely wrong just now.

The news that Ama was trapped in the rainstorm in the garden was not heard by him when he was discussing knowledge with his husband in the study, but was secretly handed to him by someone from the slaves in the front yard of the fourth elder brother.

Although this wave of flattery is very effective in front of Ama, but in the future, if Ama and her husband accidentally talk about today...

What is the taboo of those in power?
There is nothing better than someone who can grasp his whereabouts, secretly plant eyes and ears around him, and even buy the people around him into confidantes, making his every move like a transparent person for him to speculate and think about.

If there is such a person, even his own son is very hateful!
Worst of all: if Amma realizes this, all pity and trust in herself will be wiped out.

Hongyu walked back and forth anxiously in the room for a few steps, feeling flustered and sad at the same time, thinking that if Er Niang was there, or if he had a brother to support each other, the two heads were planning together, no matter what, it would be impossible. Will make such a low-level mistake!

It's just that he really wants to show up in front of Ama.

After being anxious for a while, Hong Qin finally calmed down. He walked to the door and pushed it open with his small hands.

The little eunuch who was waiting outside thought that the elder brother had something to tell, but he only listened to Hongyu's nonchalant order to pack up the bookcase, and brought some literary items to play with, and then went to the husband.

Fortunately, I just moved to the Old Summer Palace from Baylor Mansion - the whole garden is still busy cleaning up, and has not entered an orderly daily life.

Otherwise, Hong Hui and Er Gege should be studying at this moment.

Seeing the master, Hongyi didn't say anything, just knelt down.

After all, he is the elder brother in the mansion, this action frightened the master so much that he quickly knelt down to pick up the elder brother, but who knew that with a backhand, Hongyi immediately embraced the master.

"gentlemen!"

Honglin's voice belongs to the transitional period from boy to teenager, slightly hoarse and immature.

The master is not only the master of Honghui and the second sister, but also his master.

With gloomy brows, Hong Ting raised his finger and pointed at himself, drooping his eyes: "Mister, please help the students by all means!"

The gentlemen who can enter the prince's mansion to teach are not ordinary people. The master has already guessed three or four points, so he helped the eldest brother up: "Elder brother sit down and talk slowly."

Hongqin immediately spread the word out.

After finishing speaking, he leaned forward, raised his hand and began to swear to his master: "Being a teacher for a day, you will be a father for life. The student lost his mother when he was young, so he got some love from Ama. There is no difference between the son and the concubine. The student just wants to When climbing up hard, the master will help the students, and the students will always be the students of the master in this life!"

Although he is a child, he is the emperor's grandson after all.

This has actually been said quite seriously.

The master covered his lips and coughed, taking advantage of the gap to avoid Hongqin's gaze, he was so astonished that he couldn't speak for a while.

It's not that he can't see the big brother's ambition, but he didn't expect the big brother to say "no difference between concubine and concubine" so directly and nakedly.

If a person does not have this idea in his heart, it is difficult to say it out of his mouth.

What can be said out of the mouth, I don’t know how many times I have turned it over in my heart!
There is no difference between his concubine and his concubine, he has this idea - what will he do in the future?
Xia Hui from outside the courtyard called in, and the branches swayed slightly, casting a shadow on Hongjin's handsome face.

The master finally said: "Brother, listen to me..."

Seeing his perplexed expression, Hong Ting didn't give him a chance to continue talking. He suddenly got up and closed his mouth neatly: "Mr. If you don't refuse, you agree. The student is very grateful. In a few years, Mr. Fan If you have any difficulties, just open your mouth. The students should be more supportive—although it cannot be said to be perfect, but nine out of ten things can solve your worries, and you can wait and see."

He stood in front of the master, his figure enveloping the master tightly, the exquisite patterns and silver threads on the sleeves gleamed, giving him an air of nobility.

Even though he was just a young boy, an oppressive aura emerged spontaneously.

He is like a small sapling, as long as it takes time, it can grow into a towering tree that can shelter people from wind and rain.

In the past few years, the people in the mansion have been cold and warm, and the hardships of walking alone have already made Hongyu understand a truth.

Pack!
You have to dress up when you have to!
No one is willing to obey the weak, people always prefer to surrender at the feet of the strong.

The things that can be done right now are naturally very good, if the things that can't be done right now - just pretend to be that imposing!
(End of this chapter)