Daughter of aristocratic family

Chapter 23 Returning Late
  "I'm going to report to the official." The young man in brocade jumped to the door.

This sudden accident caused Zhao Wangshu and others to be trapped in Fan Ji and unable to leave.

Zhao Jiahua said with a sad face: "If you don't go back, it will be too late. If the old lady knows about our going out, we will be in big trouble."

"There's nothing we can do about it. Who would have thought that something like this would happen? I just hope that the official will come soon and find out the matter." Zhao Wangshu held his chin with one hand and watched Zhao Shuqing chatting with the noble master coquettishly.

Being trapped here, the happiest person should be Zhao Shuqing. She finally has a chance to get along with the noble master.

It's a pity that your young master's thoughts are not on her, and he is dealing with her without a word.

The doctor arrived first than the official, and the young man in brocade clothes was quite good at doing things.

The man who fell to the ground was already motionless, his cheeks were blue, and he was breathing too much and not taking in enough air. He looked like he could not be saved.

The shop owner who was guarding him asked with luck: "He is sick, not poisoned, right?"

Whether a diner dies of illness or poisoning, it will have an impact on the store's business. The owner of the store is now choosing the lesser of two evils.

However, the doctor's words shattered his hopes, "It's poisoning."

The shop owner was stunned, and the wife of the shop owner collapsed and sat on the ground, crying loudly, "Which of the Thousand Sword Killers harmed our Fan Ji like this? How could this be possible! Oh my God"

She cried and cursed, and no one tried to persuade her. When the official came, she didn't stop. She cried and threw herself at him, "Master official, we are honest and responsible people doing business." , someone is trying to harm my old Fan, Mr. Guan, you have to make the decision for us."

"Shut up." Several officials shouted impatiently.

The officials were not in a hurry to handle the case, but instead went to salute Yao Zhen, "Young Master Yao, I have met you, and I want to say hello to you." Then they saluted the noble master, "This master is good."

Your young master is not from the capital, and they don't know him, but he can stand side by side with Yao Zhen. It is obvious that his status is not lower than that of Yao Zhen. This courtesy is a must.

"No need to be polite, what's your surname?" Yao Zhen asked with a polite smile.

The official smiled and said, "My surname is Xu, Mr. Yao. Do you know this person?"

"We don't know him. Those two who know him should be these two." Yao Zhen pointed at the two people at the same table with the man who fell to the ground, "question him carefully."

Of course, not only those two men were questioned, but everyone else in the store was also questioned.

Then, I finally found out that the noble young master was Chen Xiao, the second son of Zhenbei Hou.

After being questioned, Zhao Wangshu and his party confirmed that they had nothing to do with the matter, "It's okay, girls can go."

Several people hurried back, but unfortunately it was too late. Mrs. Zhao and the others, who were out for a visit, had already come back and caught them all.

"You are so brave! You dare to sneak out. You have learned the rules for so many days in vain." Old Mrs. Zhao said sternly.

The girls were delicate and expensive, so they couldn't be scolded. The ones who got slapped were the maids who followed the girls out. As for the girls, Mrs. Zhao punished them by saying, "Don't eat tonight, go to the ancestral hall." Kneeling inside."

In the cold winter, it was too painful to go to an empty ancestral hall for a night. Zhao Wangshu didn't want to, "Old lady, we were wrong to go out without permission. It's natural for the old lady to punish us. It's just that we are girls and our bodies are not as strong as those of others." The man is so strong, but it is too cold in the ancestral hall. If he catches the cold or gets sick, then he has failed the old lady in treating us. Please ask the old lady to change the punishment."

Mrs. Zhao glanced at Zhao Shuqing, whose face was pale and bloodless, and was about to collapse. She knew that what Zhao Wangshu said was reasonable, so she walked down the steps she gave her and said, "For your first offense, I won't punish you to kneel in the ancestral hall this time. Copy "The Boudoir Sutra" ten times in three days."

"The Book of the Boudoir" is about a princess of this dynasty who was famous for her virtue and chastity. She wrote her thoughts after reading the "Girls' Commandments", which is more than 4,700 words long.

They had to copy nearly 50,000 words in three days. This punishment was not light, but it was much better than kneeling in the ancestral hall. The three of them accepted the punishment honestly without saying another word.

"Don't do such nonsense again." Old Mrs. Zhao said seriously. The three of them honestly promised that they would be obedient and learn the rules, and then they were asked to carry Hong Chang, whose buttocks had been swollen after being beaten, back to the yard.

"Mrs. Buckwheat, do you have any medicine for stick sores?" Zhao Wangshu asked.

"Yes, slave, go and get it now." Lady Qiao saw that the girl she was serving now was not the kind of person who "keeps herself to herself". She had already prepared some sore medicine in case of emergencies. Look, this is useful. On.

After Lan Fen and Cheng Xiang gave Hong Chang and Lu Zhi medicine, Zhao Wangshu went in and said apologetically: "Hong Chang, Lu Zhi, miss, I'm sorry for causing you to get beaten."

"Girl, it's okay. My skin is rough and my flesh is thick. These few bites are like being bitten by mosquitoes. I'll be fine in just two days." Hong Chang said carelessly.

Luzhi said: "Girl, there's no need to worry. I'm a strong slave. It doesn't matter if I get hit a few times. It's worth it to be able to go out and play with the girl and have a good meal."

Zhao Wangshu laughed hoarsely, "Okay, you guys take good care of your injuries. Don't worry, I will be honest when I go out from now on, and I won't let you get beaten again."

"The old lady will not let the girl go out casually." Lady Qiao reminded her again.

Today, Zhao Wangshu sneaked out of the house to play. Lady Qiao persuaded her, but Zhao Wangshu didn't listen.

"I will convince her." Zhao Wangshu deliberately sneaked out today just to test Mrs. Zhao's bottom line.

Mrs. Zhao's attitude made Zhao Wangshu understand that she had room for maneuver.

However, in the next few days, Zhao Wangshu peacefully worked hard to copy "The Sutra of the Boudoir" during his spare time in class.

After copying "The Boudoir Sutra", it's time for the Laba Festival.

On the Laba Festival, government charities such as Jiliang Bureau and Tzu Chi Bureau will provide porridge, medicine, and free clinics on the streets.

Doing good deeds to gain a good reputation is something that all governments often do, and the Zhao family will not miss this opportunity. Not only did they send people to set up porridge stalls in several squares.

Mrs. Zhao also arranged for Zhao Yuzhen and the others to go, "Only those with kind thoughts are the ones who are blessed."

This move is to gain fame for Zhao Yuzhen and others, and kind-hearted women are more likable.

"Thank you, old lady, for your teaching." Zhao Yuzhen said with a learned expression.

Mrs. Zhao gave a few more instructions and asked Mrs. Zhao to lead Zhao Yuzhen, Zhao Yuyan and Zhao Yufang out.

Twelve girls went out together, the momentum was too huge and eye-catching.

Several girls who could not go out gathered in the kitchen to make Laba cakes and pickled Laba garlic.

Laba cake, also known as Laba rice, is made of glutinous rice and rice, with added ingredients such as red dates, red beans, candied fruits, red and green silk, osmanthus, lard, pine nuts, melon seeds and other ingredients.

After the steaming cakes were steamed and taken out of the pot, Zhao Wangshu told his mother-in-law, "Put two boxes and send them to the old lady and the eldest lady."

Laba cake melts in your mouth, is sweet and soft, and is endlessly memorable.

Zhao Shuqing was weak. Although she didn't do much work, she still felt tired. After tasting a piece of pastry, she said, "You guys pickle the garlic. I'm a little dizzy. I'm going back to my room first."

"It's okay, you can go back to your room." No one left her alone, since she couldn't do much here anyway.

(End of this chapter)