I Became an Anonymous Boss

Lingyun shook her head, and she sighed softly: "It seems that you haven't followed Mr. Bai for a long time, or you haven't done any work of serving people before, and you haven't even learned related knowledge."

Lan Xiangxue nodded. She did not have this kind of experience. She only cared about killing people. Where did she receive this kind of education? What she learned in Fanyue Valley was the standard high-level etiquette instead of being trained as a maid. Her talent is too high. She is being trained as a reserve for the next Zhenguo princess. Fanyue Valley has no shortage of maids, but what is lacking are high-ranking Zhenguo princesses and guardians.

Fengli snorted softly: "Sure enough, she's just a maid in name only. What a maid, she clearly wants to be a concubine."

"But my son is used to doing everything by himself, and he doesn't have the arrogant habit of a rich family at all." Lan Xiangxue folded her hands on her knees: "Don't talk about taking care of daily life, but we are taken care of by him, shampoo, soap, perfume , toothpaste, and a lot of daily necessities I’m used to, but suddenly they’re gone, and it’s all kinds of inconveniences…”

"Don't need to serve?" Lingyun was surprised: "There is no one who doesn't need to be served."

In other words, how can there be anyone who is used to being served and is willing to do it himself?

"Young master has always lived alone, and no one else has taken care of his daily life." Lan Xiangxue said in a low voice, "It's really strange for you to say that carefully, after all, the rich and powerful are used to being taken care of by others."

She remembered that when she was staying in Fanyue Valley, she saw with her own eyes how Xiuyu was served from head to toe. Apart from practicing, she did not need to do other things at all, even washing and dressing. Responsible, and often take medicinal baths to keep the body young and maintain vitality.

But Young Master has never had this kind of habit. Every time he quickly washes up by himself, puts on his clothes after getting up, and when washing his hair, he directly pours cold water on it, shampoos once, and then pours a basin of water on it. Afterwards, I stroke my hair with my fingers, dry it with true energy, and at most dip some water to shape it, so as not to poke my eyes with my hair. Who else needs to take care of the daily life?He has been traveling around the rivers and lakes all year round, perhaps he has long been used to this kind of life.

However, Lingyun said: "A maid is a person who serves personally. Because she is a close servant, she must be comprehensive, understand each other's preferences and habits, and serving tea and water is only the most basic thing. .”

She talked about the maid she understood: "Under normal circumstances, it is enough to take care of the daily life, but if you go deeper, you don't need to take care of the daily life, but go one step further, understand her ideas, take care of the property, make suggestions, and be responsible for coordinating the internal affairs of Zhuangzi. All kinds of sundries, and even need to come out to entertain guests..."

"Just like you?" Fengli glanced at her.

"It's just some of my personal experience." Lingyun said modestly: "If you can do it, you are an excellent maid."

"It's all useless nonsense." Fengli knocked on the Tai'a sword boringly, and the sound of ding ding ding was like a percussion instrument.

Lingyun frowned: "I'm just talking to you about this aspect, I don't know where I offended Miss Feng."

"It's not to offend, it's just that it sounds boring." Feng Li was neither angry nor happy.

"For Miss Feng, maybe it is like this."

"It's true that I'm not a maid, but it's not that I don't understand what you're talking about. In short, you think it's correct. The relationship between a maid and a master should be the same as you said, right?"

"Isn't it? Does the maid have to sit on an equal footing with the master?"

"I don't talk about right and wrong. Although Brother Gongzi said about the distortion in this area, I didn't remember it, but I understand a simple truth."

Lingyun straightened her back and said lightly: "Please speak."

Fengli's eyes are calm but sharp: "A maid like you who claims to be correct may have one thousand or ten thousand people in Nantang. There will be in the past, there will be in the present, and there will be in the future, but just like the son There can only be one such incompetent 'master'."

Lingyun's tone was indifferent: "Maybe so, but so what?"

"Nothing, it's just..." Fengli said: "With the unique and beautiful clothes designed by him, he will help you when you get off the carriage. When you come to a new place, you don't have to entertain guests , you don’t need to be told to keep silent, you can say whatever you want..."

Lingyun heard Chi Guoguo's showing off, she gritted her teeth slightly, and then let go, her attitude was still calm on the surface: "Miss Feng, from any point of view, this is not considered a maid, that is to say, she is a maid." The master is not too much."

"Yeah, but is this a bad thing?" Fengli asked in a low voice, she said to herself: "In the eyes of others, this is deviant, but the happiness and comfort we feel, other people who only care about scolding How can you understand?"

"I'm not a maid, and I never consider myself a maid, because I know that my son's brother hates this kind of thing. He said that this is the 'alienation of people by the feudal system'. I don't understand what it means, but I know that my son In the eyes of my brother, I have never been superior or inferior to others, and he would feel embarrassed if he was flattered and praised in person; he would be fidgeting about what other people did for him, but he would never take it for granted."

"It is precisely because Brother Gongzi is such a person that I am here, she is here, and Little Guanyin is here."

"If Miss Lingyun still has doubts about this, or feels contemptuous towards my son and elder brother because of it."

Her words gradually became radical and cold.

"I might as well ask you bluntly..."

"Don't judge from the standpoint of a maid, but purely judge it personally."

"How much did you pay for Feng Jiuge, and how much did he pay for you?"

"Are you moved by him, or yourself? Do you really don't want more? Or do you simply feel that if you give enough, there will be rewards? If so, there is no difference between you and us."

"Oh, no..." Xiao Fengli covered her lips and said softly, "There is still a difference, the difference between you and me is..."

"I wear unique clothes, wield a peerless famous sword, and have acquired a unique sword manual. I don't care about gossip and envious voices. I openly hold the hand of my son and brother, and walk in the rivers and lakes, enjoying my love and hatred. No worries."

"And you are wearing a maid's clothes, holding an incense burner with incense, looking at the huge Zhuangzi, and you can't just stand beside Feng Jiuge as if nothing happened. You have to carefully step back half a step away, swallow all the bitterness, quietly My self-comfort will get better in the future."

Feng Li's eyes were as sharp as a sword, and every sentence was heartbreaking.

"You know? This is the difference, the difference between cloud and mud."

"I have indeed grasped the happiness in my hand, and you are still expecting a better future."

Ling Yun's expression was completely stiff. She held the armrest of the chair and tried her best to maintain a calm expression, but the palms under the sleeves had already burst out with veins.

Saying these words in person is already a slap in the face.

"Miss Feng's sharp tongue is also powerful." Lingyun said in a low voice, "I'm just a maid in Manyuezhuang, how can I compare with you?"

"But the one who took the initiative to provoke comparisons, isn't it you?" Feng Li asked back.

"When will I..." Lingyun got up angrily.

"At first it was. It doesn't matter whether a maid is a maid or not. Putting aside the appearance and looking at the essence, it is so straightforward, so what you said is really boring, as if you are showing off how touching your dedication is, and we are not as good as you in this respect ...I don't know why you are trying to regain your self-esteem in us, but I want to say that you have found the wrong person."

"..." Lingyun was silent.

Fengli continued: "The rules you follow seem so pedantic and ridiculous to me. I tried to use this matter to restore your self-esteem, but this is impossible, because you actually understand better than anyone else in your heart. Everything is good that you will never get in this life."

"No one will kill City Lord Dugu for you."

"No one will be willing to give up the identity of a guardian for you."

"No one will provoke Nantang Banbi for you."

"These all prove one thing..."

"—Your eyesight is really bad!"

Lingyun couldn't control her emotions and finally lost her composure.

She couldn't help sneering: "I can bear it again and again, because you are guests, I can't hold back my bad words. This is how you treat people when you come to visit? Sure enough, there are people like this around me.”

Feng Li smiled lightly: "You know, Miss Ling...Even if I break my skin with you, Brother Gongzi will never scold me, and Feng Jiuge may treat you coldly for several days."

Ling Yun was taken aback for a moment, and then became even more angry. The other party was reminding her that a maid is a maid after all, and it depends on the face of the master.

She was annoyed, but she couldn't deny the possibility in her heart, so she forced out internal injuries.

She turned to leave the tea room, staggered as she walked, and almost fell down.

The tea room was closed, and Lan Xiangxue stared at Fengli dumbfounded: "You... so you can speak so well?"

"In the past few years, I have made up for cultural lessons, and many people will come to harass me, and I am very irritable. Once I am in a bad mood, I will habitually enter this state." Fengli stroked her red hair: "Remember not to tell the son."

She also wanted to keep her little fairy set for a while longer.

A few years ago, Fengli was still a little girl, but now she has entered the rebellious period, she talks more and is more lively, which is a normal change in puberty.

"So, why are you in a bad mood?" Lan Xiangxue asked, "She didn't target you."

"This woman looks down on Brother Young Master from the bottom of her heart, and she has a superior attitude. She is one of the people I hate the most." Fengli explained the reason: "Sister Chang told me about the Lingquan Villa in the past. , this woman's attitude towards the son's brother is very indifferent or even contemptuous."

"She claimed to like talented people, but she lost her reputation because her vision was too high. She fell from eighth to seventeenth on the rouge list. Later, Feng Jiuge gave her a step down, and she came here naturally Became a maid, but won a good reputation in the world."

"This time she talked about him from left to right, and what she said was all rhetoric. In fact, it was all clichés, trying to gain some self-esteem, but after she knew the current situation of the young master's brother, she must have been surprised and even shaken in her heart, but she still Forcibly self-comforting, it seems to criticize the disadvantages of the current situation, but in fact, it secretly belittles the young master's brother as a barbarian. In our opinion, it is an advantage, but in her view, it is an absurdity that can be laughed at... Simply, I don't even want to give her the opportunity to comfort myself .”

Lan Xiangxue pondered: "No wonder...but where does her sense of superiority come from?"

"The limitations of the times, the alienation of the system to people." Fengli put the Tai'a sword back into the sheath: "My son's brother has commented that Lingyun's talent and wisdom are as different as Yan Qixia's, and she also has extremely excellent martial arts roots, which is equivalent to a Yan Qixia and Nan Xinmo each take [-]%, plus the meticulous thoughtfulness of seeing the micro-knowledge, if they are men, they will definitely be on the list."

"Such a high evaluation?" Lan Xiangxue was surprised.

"But there is still the second half of the sentence." Feng Li read: "——Unfortunately, the way of raising her in the greenhouse has made her useless."

"It's not a pity, it's not a pity." Lan Xiangxue gloated and rubbed the head of the little Guanyin happily.

Little Avalokitesvara, who was only eating tea, didn't listen to what these people said, raised her eyes in doubt, and handed over a piece of horseshoe cake.

"Feng Jiuge is not as good as Young Master in every sense, and Lingyun takes her own shame, and I also fulfill her wish." Fengli said lightly: "If she wants to sunbathe, I will do it. I, Fengli Sunshine, brother When did you fall behind in your life?"

Lan Xiangxue held her chin: "You are really narrow-minded. Although you drove her away in anger, I actually don't hate her, but rather envy her."

Fengli asked: "What are you envious of?"

"At least she still has the chance to give wholeheartedly, but what about me?" Lan Xiangxue murmured, "I don't even have this chance. I owe you so much kindness, can I pay it back in a lifetime?"

……

Late at night.

On a small road with peach blossoms on both sides, there was a woman walking on a white horse.

Amidst the clatter of horseshoes, the woman moved from far to near, breathing the fragrance in the air. There are still some days before the Peach Blossom Festival, but the flowers bloom very early.

She untied the water bag around her waist, raised her head to take a sip, and at the same time untied the hair tie on her hair, intending to tie it up casually. Her watery black hair was a little disheveled by the wind. She broke off a peach blossom branch as a Hair pins to hold long hair in place.

She is used to cutting her hair short every once in a while, but this time she forgot it, so that she was not used to it.

Both the white horse and the people stopped in front of a mansion, and the woman raised her hand to knock on the door. At this time, it was time for the night watchman to rest.

The concierge's attitude was not arrogant, he just closed the door and reminded: "Girl, this is not a post house, if you want to stay, go elsewhere."

The woman in red said lightly: "The posthouse can't entertain me, let Lu Chuan, the servant of the Ministry of Rites, come out to see me."

The porter's drowsiness suddenly woke up, he guarded the house, so he naturally knew who it was.

This house is called Pu She Hall, which was used by the officials of the Southern Tang Dynasty. It was entrusted to the officials of the Ministry of Rites to take care of it. Most of the officials who are not of high grade go to the post house. Only the officials of high rank and the royal family will come here. .

Before Dang Gu, scholars and court officials in Fengwu City had close contacts, so this commuter mansion was almost as large as Manyuezhuang. More than ten years ago, banquets were held here almost every month, and senior officials mingled with each other.

But since the party was imprisoned, the place has become much deserted.

The concierge didn't know the identity of the woman who came to the door, but he didn't dare to be negligent, and asked directly: "Does the girl have a document with official seal?"

The woman threw out a blue-red token the size of half a palm, on which was painted a lifelike embossed evil spirit.

The concierge had never seen this badge before, but he recognized the pattern on it, and immediately tightened his body: "Young one, go in and report immediately, the palace..."

"Let me in first." The woman said calmly: "I have rushed here all the way, I am already very tired, let people prepare meals and baths, Huanglong Tower has not been used for a long time, I hope you have cleaned it."

"Don't worry, Your Highness! It's done right away!" The concierge immediately moved aside and watched the woman lead the white horse into the main entrance. He wiped the sweat from his brow. He didn't expect it to be this person, and hurriedly went to inform the servant after closing the door. The official of the Ministry of Rites in the museum.

The woman led the white horse and came to the stables with ease. After placing the horses, she carried her luggage and walked to a separate pavilion in the corner. Although the pavilion has not been used for a long time, there is no dust and it has been cleaned very well.

Nan Xinmo sat on the chair, unconsciously showing a little tiredness, and rushed all the way to Fengwu City. It took two days and one night to gallop all night, even the dragon blood horse couldn't hold it, but she was not very I want to stay in the princess mansion and wait for the news, so I came here on a whim.

She hadn't eaten for more than two days, and she was also a little hungry. When she saw a fruit, she picked one up and put it down after thinking about it. Let's drink some Meiling porridge. Health preservation can also maintain the skin.

About a minute or two later, there was a panic outside the door, and a middle-aged man came to see him with sweat on his forehead.

"I have seen His Royal Highness the Princess!"