Confused country poison concubine

Chapter 114 Idiot (1)
Qiu Yebai looked at the sun, and suddenly raised a cold voice: "It seems that the Mei family's airs are quite big. This Qianzuo is under the order of the Queen Mother to investigate the case, and the Mei family dares to refuse the door, and refuses to obey the order." , That's all, let's go."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and left, but the next moment, the back door opened quickly, and this time a middle-aged second-class butler came out, and he raised his voice and shouted: "Lord Qiu, wait a minute."

Qiu Yebai didn't seem to hear it, and led Xiao Qi all the way forward.

The butler was in a hurry, stepped out immediately, lowered his voice, and hurriedly said: "Master Qiu, Mr. Qiu, just now the old lady in the concierge is getting old, and she is a little confused when walking and speaking, so the villain delayed coming over. Eldest young master is already waiting for you, please forgive me!"

Qiu Yebai just stopped and looked at the housekeeper: "Ben Qianzuo just heard that Young Master Mei is not at the house, how did he come back so quickly? Could it be that he was just deceiving me?"

The butler saw more and more people watching the excitement around him, and knew that Qiu Yebai was deliberately embarrassing herself, and reported that they had left her embarrassing just now.

He deserves to rush to the young man in front of him and laugh with him: "My lord, it was the villain who sent someone to notify the young master of the arrival of a distinguished guest, so the young master has rushed back just now, and now he is waiting for the distinguished guest."

Qiu Yebai looked at the housekeeper, brushed the skirt of his clothes slowly, and smiled lightly: "So, some people are just assholes, and they have to show their faces to be trampled on."

After finishing speaking, she suddenly flicked her sleeves, turned around and walked swaggeringly into the back door of the Qiu Mansion.

Qiu Yebai's voice was not low, everyone around heard it, and couldn't help bursting into laughter.

The second housekeeper originally thought that he would persuade Qiu Yebai for a while, but he didn't want her to turn around suddenly and say that she would enter the door. She didn't react for a while, but when she did, she stood there in a daze and embarrassment, her face swollen. flushed.

When had he ever been so shameless?

However, the chief steward said that the reputation of this surnamed Qiu who disobeyed the Queen Mother's orders in public at the gate should not be put on his head, otherwise, how could he let a little Qianzong be insulted here?

Those yamen servants don't know, but they do know, it depends on what kind of thing Fengbu is, this Qiu is just an empty frame, with a silvery wax gun head!
He looked at Qiu Yebai's back, a gloomy and cold light flashed in his eyes.

Don't worry, it's a stepping stone to death anyway.

The second butler looked at Qiu Yebai's back coldly, squeezed his fists, turned around and immediately followed her into the door.

The back door closed with a bang, and the handsome yamen servant at the door was almost hit on the nose. He was startled, touched his nose angrily and helplessly, turned around, stared at the surrounding crowd and cursed, "What are you looking at, you bastards?" , are you also watching the excitement of the nobleman, get out, get out!"

A group of onlookers looked at the ferocious government servants, and they all scattered like birds and beasts.

But the little beggar was holding the bowl and a steamed bun in his hand, staring straight at the black lacquered copper door, wondering what he was thinking.

"Hmph, it's worth your baby to be like this even if an official gives you a broken steamed bun!"

"It would be nice for a fool from out of town to have a steamed bun to eat!"

"Hahaha……"

When the beggars passed by the little beggar, they laughed contemptuously, but they were afraid that the person who gave the little beggar a steamed bun and a rough porcelain bowl was an official, so they didn't dare to go up and kick over the bowl and steamed buns in the little beggar's hands.

The little beggar lowered his head and did not speak. He waited for all the beggars to disperse before he slowly let go of the rough steamed bun in his hand. For the heavy pieces of silver, the steamed buns were turned upside down in the bowl. If you don’t pick up the steamed buns, or break them open carefully, you won’t find any silver inside.

This money is enough for him to get medicine for his sister, and he can eat pickles and white rice porridge for a month.

The little beggar stared blankly at the opposite door, remembering the way the young man who walked in looked at him, quietly and indifferently, as if he was no different from him.

But he knew that they were different, that young man was an official, a high official who could make people like Meifu send people out to greet him!
Shouldn't those officials and gentlemen be sitting in sedan chairs as far away as the Bodhisattvas enshrined in temples?

Bodhisattvas do not kill people, but he has seen A Niu, who was begging with him, ventured to the market on Zhuque Street to beg for two more winter coats for him and his sister, but accidentally bumped into the official The bearer was dragged down by the yamen servants patrolling the streets of Suzaku Street and beaten to death.

Ah Niu was only 12 years old, about the same age as the young master sitting in the sedan chair with the senior official. The senior official watched Ah Niu being dragged down coldly, just like watching an ant.

But the young official just now was not only good-looking, when he gave him the silver taels, he even considered ways to prevent other beggars from stealing the silver taels.

It turns out that Guan'er is different from Guan'er?
The little beggar lowered his head and rubbed the corners of his eyes, but found that the corners of his eyes were not moved by the tears he imagined.

It's weird...

He hugged the steamed bun and began to chew slowly, but his eyes were staring at the door of Mei's house, and he was in a daze, his mind was full of those quiet and indifferent eyes.

"My lord, this way please." The second butler led the way, smiling respectfully, as if he hadn't left Qiu Yebai outside the door for a quarter of an hour, and Qiu Yebai hadn't embarrassed him in public.

Qiu Yebai didn't give him that much face, just snorted coldly and walked forward.

From the outside, the Mei Mansion does not look much different from other wealthy households, but once inside the mansion, there is something special about it. Although the building is not as grand and unrestrained as the red walls and blue tiles of the Qiu Mansion, it does not have a Jiangnan style.

Small bridges and flowing water, rockery ponds, pavilions, green tiles and eaves, corridors back into the flower room, a clear artificial canal meanders out from the depths of the flower room, green dragons line up in the water, and small green-tailed fish swim in the water Drag and play.

There was a small black-covered boat parked by the small canal.

"My lord, please get on board."

If it wasn't for Qiu Yebai's certainty that she was in Shangjing, looking at such a scene, she would almost think that she was really in the south of the Yangtze River, where there are half a moat, spring water, a city full of flowers, misty rain and darkness.

Seeing Qiu Yebai's dazed expression, the second housekeeper snorted coldly in contempt, Bei Manzi is such a petty man, and has never seen the world.

Qiu Yebai, Xiao Qi, and the second steward got on the small boat with black awning, and the maidservant in Tsing Yi who was swaying the scull was also dressed as a fisherman who swayed the scull in the south of the Yangtze River. Flowers and trees were planted all over the place, and fallen flowers fell down from time to time. Not far away, a mossy rock on the shore was engraved with the meaning of Yingmiao.

(End of this chapter)