Qingchuan promotion rules in the backyard

Chapter 129 First Meeting
"You are at ease." Eighth Master said.I was thinking about what happened last night.

Although he was a little drunk last night, he was not so drunk that he was sober.Wang's appearance was of course deliberate.Combined with what Mao Tongtong said just now, it seems that it is not just deliberate.

"Could it be that I have to frown when I'm not here?" Mao Tongtong asked back.

"Well, that makes sense, so you got drunk?" Eighth Master teased.

A flash of astonishment flashed in Mao Tongtong's eyes, he was indeed a man who grew up in the palace, his mind changed so quickly.It was only after being reminded that she felt that Mrs. Wang was suspected of drinking alcohol on purpose.Eighth Master actually analyzed her every single word.

"It's because I don't drink well." Mao Tongtong said.She didn't say anything about Wang's.Eighth Master knew it all in his heart, so why did she need to do anything extra.

It's just that the more she behaves like this, the more Ba Ye thinks that she is pure-hearted, and on the contrary, the more he likes her.

He has seen too many scheming people.Even he himself, not to mention exquisite in all aspects, can never be said to be a simple person.Therefore, he didn't want to face a bunch of people playing tricks after returning to his own space.Especially when playing so clumsily, it can be seen immediately.

"If you can't drink enough, drink less." Ba Ye said.

"Oh, I see." Mao Tongtong replied obediently.

"Did you practice calligraphy in the past two days?" Eighth Master asked again, not mentioning what happened yesterday.

Mao Tongtong shook his head and said, "I'm embroidering a purse for my good master."

"Oh? Let me have a look." Ba Ye said.

Mao Tongtong took the half-embroidered purse in the morning and showed it to Ba Ye.

"This color is so simple and elegant, Erniang will definitely like it." A faint smile appeared on the face of Eighth Master.

"That's right, the servant's vision is still very good." Mao Tongtong was really not humble at all.

Ba Ye couldn't help but want to laugh, and said: "I'll meet someone with better skills than you someday, let's see if you can still be so confident."

"There are people beyond the human world, and there is a sky beyond the sky. Of course there is someone better than the servant! But this does not affect the servant to believe in his own vision." Mao Tongtong said seriously.

Ba Ye shook his head with a smile, and said: "Then you can embroider well. When the embroidering is finished, follow me to send it to Emiang."

"Slave, slaves are going too?" Mao Tongtong was stunned for a moment.She's just a little princess, why run away?Wouldn't it be good if the purse Ba Ye took it with me?
"Of course you will give the purse you embroidered." Eighth Master said.He knew that his mother was short of money, but he just wanted to see Mao Tongtong.

"Oh, I will speed up the progress." Mao Tongtong replied, but he was a little worried.

Although she lived in Chuxiu Palace during the draft, she had no contact with the good master.This kind of feeling that I am about to meet my mother-in-law is really not good.

The two had a conversation, and it was time for lunch.After lunch, Ba Ye stayed in Mao Tongtong's room to rest for a while.

The opposite Wang's house became quiet after Baye entered Mao Tongtong's house.

Wang did not expect to stab Mao Tongtong in the morning and get slapped in the face so quickly.

Baye, who could rest in her courtyard during the Mid-Autumn Festival, went to have dinner with Mao Tongtong at noon the next day.Anyone with a discerning eye can tell who is more favored.

Could it be that Ba Ye was not satisfied with her performance last night?Wang guessed in her heart.But if you are not satisfied, why did you come three times in a row?But if you are satisfied, why did you go directly to Mao's today?
Of course, Mrs. Wang didn't want to admit in her heart that Eighth Master used Mao Tongtong as a substitute yesterday because she fell asleep first.

But then, Ba Ye either rested alone in the front yard or in Mao Tongtong's room, and never went to Wang's place, which proved the problem with facts.

A few days later, before Mao Tongtong's purse was embroidered, Ba Ye came to her with a worried face.

"The good master is sick?" Mao Tongtong said in surprise: "Have you asked the imperial doctor to see it?" It seems that the good concubine's health was not good in history.Otherwise, he wouldn't have died of illness early on, causing Ba Ye to be hit hard.

"It's an old problem." Eighth Master said with a frown, "Er Niang coughs every autumn. The imperial doctor prescribed a prescription. After taking it for years, I haven't seen much improvement."

"Then, do you need slaves to serve the sick?" Mao Tongtong asked.She's not a doctor, so she can't see a doctor. Ba Ye said this on purpose, so it shouldn't be just to complain.

"Yes. Huang Ama sent me an errand, and I'm leaving Beijing tomorrow. You go to Chuxiu Palace to take care of my sickness, and help my master take good care of my mother." Ba Ye said.

"Okay, this slave will definitely take good care of my good master." Mao Tongtong hurriedly responded, and asked again: "Where is Master going? Will he be gone for a long time? Why is it so sudden?"

"Go to Tianjin Wei. If everything goes well, I'll be back in three to five days." Eighth Master replied.

Mao Tongtong nodded, and didn't ask any more questions.

Early in the morning of the second day, before dawn, Mao Tongtong got up.

Ba Ye rested at her place last night and was about to leave in a while. She got up to see him off.Besides, it's not easy to sleep late after agreeing to Eighth Master to serve the sick.

After sending Ba Ye away, Mao Tongtong took Qingzhu to Chuxiu Palace.

This is the first time she entered the show palace after the draft.At the gate of the palace, Mao Tongtong informed the little eunuch guarding the gate, and waited for him to go in and report to Concubine Hui, before Mao Tongtong stepped into the gate of Chuxiu Palace.

First went to the main hall to meet Concubine Hui, and after exchanging a few pleasantries, Mao Tongtong was taken by the maid to the side hall where Mrs. Wei lived.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Mao Tongtong heard Wei's cough coming from inside.

The maid who led the way and the maid who guarded the gate explained their intentions, and then waited for the maid who guarded the gate to go in and report.After a while, the maid came out and said with a smile: "Please come in, Mao Gege."

Mao Tongtong thanked the maid who brought her here, and then followed her in.

Entering the back room, Mao Tongtong smelled a smell of traditional Chinese medicine, and then saw the legendary concubine Liang.

Even with a sickly face, it was hard to hide her beauty.She was coughing into her mouth with a handkerchief.

Mao Tongtong took two steps forward, and said with a blessing: "Maidmaid Mao has met a good master."

"Cough cough, get up, cough cough." Wei Shi just said two words and coughed a few times, his face flushed.

The maid at the side patted her on the back with a sad expression on her face.Another court lady poured warm water and brought it to Wei Shi.

She took two sips from the maid's hand, finally suppressed her cough, then looked up at Mao Tongtong, and said, "Eighth elder brother asked you to come? I don't need someone to take care of me, this child just loves to worry."

The voice is really soft, Mao Tongtong thought in his heart, speaking slowly, he seems to be a very gentle person.

She was still a little nervous.After all, most beautiful women are arrogant.Although Concubine Liang's background is low, she is the prince's mother-in-law after all, much higher status than her little princess.

This contact made her relax.

"It's a great honor for this servant to be a filial piety for the master. He can feel more at ease when he's on business outside." Mao Tongtong said.

(End of this chapter)