Abandoned peasant woman in the prosperous world

Chapter 484 The Assassination (2)
Immediately, Qin Yuyao knew that was not the case.All I heard was that the little eunuchs who were arranging food outside were arguing with the craftsmen who lived there.I only heard a craftsman say: "You are just an eunuch, but we have the real ability to contribute to the imperial court. Why do you dictate to us?"

The little eunuch laughed with a shrill voice: "Where does our family dare to point fingers at the uncle? The uncle is the pillar of the country, the mainstay of the court, and he will win glory for the country next year. Maybe he will return Bai Guo ashamed." Mansion, don’t dare to come to our Dashun Dynasty again to make an embarrassment!”

These words were obviously the harsh irony of the little eunuch, but the craftsman didn't seem to hear it, and said rather arrogantly: "It's good that you know!"

Hearing this, the little eunuch laughed even more eccentrically: "Master eats slowly, this place is not as good as when he was at home, the son on the left has a good wife and the son on the right has a beautiful concubine, only the master eats in desolation. "

"Hmph, what do women know, it's just something that's wrong!" the craftsman snorted heavily, and said with great disdain.

When Qin Yuyao heard this, the corners of her lips twitched, and she turned and went into the house with the food box in her arms.

Immediately, a low voice of dissuasion came over in the twilight: "Master Song, keep your voice down, there is someone living in the yard over there!" But he pointed to Qin Yuyao's yard and said, after all, Qin Yuyao When he came over, he was seen by several people.Because of Qin Yuyao's beauty, she passed it on to two, and then to four, now Qingningju is known to everyone.

The man called Song Ye's tone became even more disdainful, and mixed with strong complaints: "If it wasn't for a woman surnamed Yan who made a mistake last time, I might have won the laurel crown!"

Qin Yuyao didn't hear what was said after that because she walked far away.She lit the lamp, then put the food box on the square table, opened the lid and took a look, and saw two small plates on it, one vegetarian dish and one meat dish, and a small bowl of white rice.As for the bottom, it is a bowl of white rice porridge.

Not bad, Qin Yuyao sat down, brought out the food one by one, then picked up the chopsticks and started to start.Unexpectedly, as soon as I picked up a chopstick of rice, I couldn't help frowning—the rice was raw.

Then he moved his chopsticks to the two dishes of side dishes, but only tasted that there was too much salt in the vegetarian dishes, and he was very flustered.There was no salt in that dish of meat dishes, and it was greasy in the mouth.Qin Yuyao couldn't help but frowned, feeling a little disgusted in her heart, the Imperial Clothes Bureau was too rough!

However, Qin Yuyao couldn't eat without eating, so she poured the two dishes together, stirred them until the taste was even, and then ate it.While eating, I missed the cooking skills of Mrs. Chen and Mrs. Wei at home.After a meal, he sighed several times.

Finally having enough to eat, Qin Yuyao got up and went to the yard, taking small steps to digest food.Thinking in my heart, it's no wonder that Da Shun Dynasty is being compared every year. It's no wonder that I feel better because of the quality and treatment of these craftsmen!But if you are not in a good mood, how can you expect to make exquisite and ingenious clothes?

If they are all like Master Song, who are impetuous, only want to prove themselves and stand out, and are extremely proud and arrogant, how can they not be at the bottom?
Thinking of Master Mu and the others again, Qin Yuyao had seen the fabrics and clothes of Luyin Pavilion, the fabrics were unmatched by other cloth workshops, but the styles of the ready-made clothes were not novel enough.As for Qingshui Pavilion and Yue Rong Ji, Qin Yuyao had never seen them before, so it was difficult to judge at this moment.However, in terms of character alone, the owners of these cloth workshops are all self-interested.

Thinking of this, Qin Yuyao had many doubts in her heart.However, as a newcomer, many things are inconvenient to do, so I can only hold back and grope slowly.

Not long after, the maid who just came to deliver the lunch box came again.Seeing that the lunch box was still buttoned, she thought that Qin Yuyao hadn't eaten, so she couldn't help but sneered: "This kind of food is served here every day, if you have the ability, don't you eat it all at once?"

However, when she lifted the food box, she suddenly realized that the weight was wrong, so she lifted the lid of the box and looked inside.I saw that the dishes and dishes were all empty, and the food and porridge inside were clean.It turned out that Qin Yuyao didn't like to bother others, so after eating, she put the dishes into the lunch box so that the little maid could take them back.I never thought that I was ridiculed.

The little maid realized that Qin Yuyao had been wronged, her face flushed, she turned her head and saw Qin Yuyao looking over with a half-smile, she couldn't help biting her lips, and blurted out: "There are people who can eat such a terrible meal." It’s so clean and eye-opening!”

The tone was very contemptuous, as if Qin Yuyao came from a very poor family, so she ate all the food.She didn't know that Qin Yuyao just couldn't bear to waste food, and after blurting out a sentence, she didn't know if she was guilty, she didn't dare to look at Qin Yuyao again, and hurried away with the food box.

Qin Yuyao couldn't help sighing, and missed the three lovely girls at home more and more.Shui Lingling is beautiful, it needs to be lively and lively, it needs to be demure and quiet, it needs to have a think tank and a think tank, and it needs a thug to have a thug.Comparing with the vulgarity of the court lady just now, I just feel that I can't bear to look directly at it.

That's all, that's all, now I'm here to do things, not to enjoy the blessings.Qin Yuyao said to herself from the bottom of her heart, walked around the yard a few more times, and then went back to the house.It was still early to go to bed at this time, and there was no one to talk and amuse, so Qin Yuyao had no choice but to lay out the paper, and studied the ink to continue the unfinished composition.

As the night gradually deepened, Qin Yuyao immersed herself in the world of composition. She didn't hear anything outside the window, and only blocked everything around her, focusing on composition.I don't know when, suddenly the tip of the pen flicked, and a drop of thick black ink dripped onto the paper, blurring into a black mass.

Qin Yuyao felt something in her heart, and suddenly raised her head, only to see a dark shadow standing in the yard outside the window at some point.On the youthful face that was as gorgeous as peaches and plums, the cold eyes looked straight at this side.

Through the light from the palace lanterns under the eaves, Qin Yuyao could clearly see that this was a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in a tight black night gown, her long hair was tied high behind her head, and she was very neatly dressed.In her hand, she held a gleaming silver long sword, reflecting the cold metallic luster in the night.

Qin Yuyao lowered her head to wipe away the smudged ink, put down her pen, and walked out.

"I don't know who you are?" Qin Yuyao asked.

The girl in black slowly drew out her long sword, pointed the tip of the sword at Qin Yuyao's neck, and said in a frosty voice: "Prime Minister Jiang sent me to take your life. There is an injustice and a debtor. You can't call me for injustice after you die." After all, point your toes and fly to bully.

Qin Yuyao was so stunned that he didn't give her these words, she quickly turned around and said in her mouth: "Girl, the person who set the blame should be more credible. How could you be so careless as to sell the master's family?" Got it? Who told you to trouble me?"

"If you don't change your name, if you don't change your surname, the one who told me to take your life is Prime Minister Jiang's eldest son, Jiang Yulan." The girl in black seemed a little surprised that Qin Yuyao was able to escape her attack. Seeing her brows like frost, the tip of the sword turned around and stabbed at Qin Yuyao's abdomen again.

(End of this chapter)