It was only at this time that Zhou Mingshan was truly convinced, and Mama An deserved to be a veteran who was well versed in the affairs of the inner house.

Mama An hurriedly bent over: "The girl is too polite, the old slave is ashamed!"

Zhou Mingshan smiled and praised a few words, and then asked Mama An to sit down, before asking: "I probably understand what Mama just said, but some still need to be explained in detail by Mama." For example, in the opinion of Mama, where should I start with the murder of my mother?"

What the old slave just said was actually this problem, and the girl thought that it was unrelated, but maybe it was actually one thing. ”

Zhou Mingshan was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized: "What does Mama mean is that the murder of my mother is not necessarily the work of the people in the third room?"

Mama An smiled, and didn't say yes or no, but said: "The affairs of the inner house are sometimes no less than the major events of the court, and they affect the whole body, as for the root cause and cause of the problem, the girl will have to spend more time to investigate." ”

"It's so slippery!" Zhou Mingshan scolded secretly, her face was silent, she took a sip of tea with a smile, and then changed to another topic, "Did Mama originally serve Mrs. Tai?"

"The slave maid was originally to serve Mrs. Changpinghou. ”

Zhou Mingshan nodded, no wonder she always felt that Mama An always had the appearance of the rules of the palace in her words and deeds, it seemed that she must have learned it from Mrs. Tai's daughter back then, and now Mrs. Changping Hou.

After chatting a few more words, knowing that she couldn't ask anything more, she respectfully thanked Mama An and got up to say goodbye.

Mama An sent Zhou Mingshan to the door, stood in place and watched her departing back, and only turned around after a full tea hour.

Called the little girl to stay outside the door, Mama An herself went back to the back room, took pen and ink, spread out the paper, hurriedly wrote on the table for a long time, checked one by one and dried it and folded it into her arms, went out and told the little girl just now a few words, and hurried towards the back door of the house.

Out of the back gate of the Xingyuan Marquis's Mansion and through the small alley, Mama An called a car, and after directing the coachman to turn two streets, she stopped in front of a shop.

This is a silk shop, and it is the best time of the day when business comes, and there are people coming and going, and from time to time there are women who look very well-dressed in and out, and there are several new and fashionable materials on the market.

"You're here!" The guy who was greeting customers in the store greeted Mama An with a smile, obviously familiar, and turned his head to the back and shouted, "Fun, someone is looking for it." He looked at Mama An again, "He's behind, you can go in!"

Mama An thanked the man, and then bypassed the shop and entered the small courtyard at the back.

In a room on the east side of the courtyard, a young man in his twenties heard the voice and came out, and when he saw Mama An, the corners of his mouth opened and he smiled: "Auntie, you are here, come in and sit." As he spoke, he took Mama An into the house.

"How many times have you said it, don't call it that outside, why can't you remember?" Although Mama An said strange words, there was a smile between her eyebrows and eyes, and she followed the young man into the house.

"Come, aunt drink tea, this is the good tea that the shopkeeper gave me a few days ago, you can taste it!" As if he hadn't heard, the young man helped Mama An to sit on the chair, and was busy taking the teacup and pouring the tea.

After Mama An drank the tea and showed a satisfied look, he smiled and said, "What are you afraid of, my aunt is too careful, and there are no outsiders here." ”

"Nonsense!" Mama An suddenly changed her face.

"Auntie......"

seemed to feel that she was too strict, Mama An slowed down her tone again, "Even so, it's better to pay attention to it, you finally have a chance, and your father and mother can rest assured." His face was full of embarrassment.

Seeing that Mama An remembered the old things again, the young man hurriedly stepped forward and said, "It's my nephew's fault, I will definitely pay attention to it in the future, please rest assured!"

It was bowing and making waves, and Mama An was so amused by him that she laughed out loud.

The young man smiled and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Look at your weird look!" Mama An sighed and asked instead, "Have you been busy lately, don't be tired!"

"It's okay, but it's just to follow the shopkeeper's receipt and reconciliation, where can I be tired, auntie, don't worry about me!"

"That's good, I don't have much time, I just come out to see you, and hand this in by the way. Mama Ann took out the folded letter in her arms and gently placed it on the table.

Seeing the things on the table, the young man's face changed, and he asked hesitantly, "Is it okay for my aunt to be over there?"

"It's good, the main family is all kind people, and they are quite idle every day. Mama An replied with a smile.

Seeing that she didn't look like she was hiding it, it should be really good, the young man nodded, and didn't say anything more.

After saying a few more words, Mama An got up to say goodbye, and went to the Xingyuan Marquis Mansion along the same road.

The young man named "Lezi" watched her go away, Fang returned to the house, picked up the letter on the table, stared at the seal on the envelope for a long time, and then checked it, Fang changed his clothes and walked out of the silk shop.

Xianguo Mansion, Outer Study.

In front of Huang Huali's big table, Mu Yuting sat on a chair, looking at the open letter on the desk, and was silent for a long time.

He Zhong stood in the other corner of the table, looking at his master for a while, and looking at the snow-white rice paper for a while, his eyes rolling around.

After enduring it for a while, he finally asked: "Shizi, do you really ......" leaned forward again, and said in a low voice, "Do you want the slave to sue Mrs. Sù?"

Interrupted by him, Mu Yuting raised his eyes, "What?"

He Zhong glanced sideways at the table, looking "I understand".

Mu Yuting followed his gaze to the table, and next to the letters, there was a plain handkerchief, on which only a cluster of red plum blossoms was embroidered on the corner.

Looking at He Chong again, seeing the look of excitement on his face, Mu Yuting's face turned black with a "swish".

"Shizi ......" felt that the gaze of the head was like he was about to kill, and He Zhong hurriedly lowered his head and pretended to be a quail.

"Are you idle, did you do what I told you last time?"

The tone was flat, as if he was asking "How is the weather today", but He Chongjian heard a sense of solemnity from it.

He hurriedly said "No...... Not...... The slave is here to deliver a letter to you, and she is still busy, and she has a lot of things to do!" said as he bowed and walked out of the study.

Mu Yuting looked at his back, the corners of his mouth hooked upward, and then he looked at the square handkerchief on the table, the red plum was still delicate in color, standing in the corner.

A boudoir woman in a deep house, seeing him, did not have the slightest fear, and knew how to cure the sick; tried her best to get to the mansion of the state, but only sent some scriptures from time to time, and did not ask for anything; when there was a movement, she just asked someone to serve......

"What the hell is the secret......

The leaves of the sycamore trees in the courtyard were rustled by the wind, and the murmur in the house was drowned out in an instant.