Chapter Fifty-Eight: Brush the Bucket

“… There was a commotion in Zhao's house last night..."The little porter held his head high and resigned, "The big girl is gone." Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Xu Yi's hand tightened.

"But then I found it. ”

Xu Yi's hand loosened.

"The big girl fell into the well"

Xu Yizhi's hand tightened again.

"But then it was also fished out. ”

Xu Yizhi's hand loosened again.

"But the big girl seems to have been cut a long way. ”

Xu Yizhi's hand tightened again.

But later I found out that it was not the face that was cut, it turned out that the elbow was scratched. ”

Xu Yizhi silently opened his eyes.

Can you finish it in one sitting!?

Can you not do with but、But、But!

"Why did the eldest girl fall into the well inexplicably? How was she fished out? Did she have a fever and cough after being fished out? Why was Zhao's house overturned? You can organize your language well and then answer me. Xu Yizhi saw that the little porter opened his mouth and wanted to come again, and immediately threatened in a muffled voice, "If you still can't say it clearly, don't be your porter, give me a bucket!"

The little porter quickly shut up, rolled his eyes and thought about it, and said without pausing for half a minute, "Yesterday, the eldest girl disappeared, and the eldest girl's nurse said that she was uneducated and began to sprinkle, which made Lord Zhao very angry. Later, Lord Zhao personally led people to find it in the well in the main courtyard, and the grandmother said that she had no culture to spill again, which made Mrs. Sa very angry. Later, it was rumored in Zhao's house that the lady pushed the eldest girl down, and Lord Zhao went to the main courtyard in the middle of the night to have a big fight, and early this morning, Lord Zhao's face was very bad when he went to the office, as if someone owed him eight hundred taels of silver!"

It's like reciting a tongue twister, and it's all over at once.

Xu Yizhi's index finger tapped on the table.

Well, last time, the chief of Changchun said that he put Bai Jiuniang's birthday eight-character yellow table paper and pressed it into the well.

Did Miss Zhao take this opportunity to force Zhao Xian?

I don't know what kind of fame I can force out.

Xu Yizhi's intuition that Zhao Xian is unreliable, this man didn't even dare to put his wife's tablet into the ancestral hall in order to marry the Li family, one choice is like this, let Zhao Xian choose again, will it change?

"This little guy looks really familiar. Weng Jiao yawned and walked into the Qingfeng Hall and patted his head, "Eh! Isn't this the son of the Hu in charge of the Zhenguo Mansion!?"

The little porter in yellow nodded with teary eyes.

Yes, yes!

But there are still people who remember him!

His father is the steward of the Chaopin Town Mansion.

He is a family practitioner.

In the past, he was majestically chasing chickens and flying dogs in the Zhenguo Mansion, but now he is just a small yellow-clothed porter of the Zhao family!

It's still external!

The servants of the Zhao family can share three more pieces of meat at each meal, but he doesn't have it!

He was aggrieved...

Xu Yizhi didn't express it, and when he saw Weng Jiao picking at the in his eyes while drinking water from his cup, he couldn't help but drop his eyes silently, I'm afraid I can't ask for this cup... I can't ask for this tablecloth either, because Weng Jiao rubbed it with his hand that picked out the in his eyes... Seeing that Weng Jiao's hand was about to touch the shoulder of his entourage Xu Bai, Xu Yizhi finally couldn't help it, and said in a sullen voice, "Can you go wash your hands?"

Xu Bai, he still uses it very easily... You can't do without it...

Weng Jiao "tsk", his head was raised, and the attendant girl took a handkerchief and soaked it in warm water, Weng Jiao wiped his hands and asked the little porter with a tea cup, "Why do you dress like this?"

The little porter pursed his mouth, and a thousand words converged into one eye and glanced at Xu Yizhi, "Hui Weng Dalang, the little one is now on an errand in Zhao's house..."

Weng Jiao had a soak of water in his mouth and almost squirted out.

"You, you, you, did you really put a nail next to Miss Zhao!?"

Xu Yizhi's expression was calm, and he admitted, "There is no one around her who can be used, and if she really encounters something, she will not even have a firefighter." ”

There are only some wheat, millet, and two girls around her...

It's all crops, it's more humble than their masters, what can they do?

And Zhao Zhai is a Longtan tiger's den.

Weng Jiao held back for a long time, and then held back a sentence, "Xu Xinghua, let me tell you, you are really finished." ”

What's so good about this?

If you like it, you will show it, if you are distressed, you will protect it, and if you pay attention, you will plant a nail by his side.

It's all human nature.

Xu Yizhi took a sip of tea, "If you dare to reveal half a word to Weng Jian, you will be finished." ”

Weng Jiao immediately shouted, "I'm a big man, how can I talk about right and wrong behind my sister's back!"

"That's not necessarily," Xu Yizhi's face was expressionless, "After all, you're going to discuss with Weng Jian which one is the best-looking magical old man with rouge." ”

The magical old man was instantly so angry that he jumped to his feet, jumped and jumped as if he remembered something, came to Xu Yizhi, and whispered, "Eh, do you know who has been in Baifuchun recently?"

Bai Fuchun... Oh... Is it the powder perfume shop where Miss Zhao won a hundred taels of silver?

The proprietress was bewitching, Xu Yizhi didn't have much of an impression of her, and motioned for Weng Jiao to continue.

"There are more stewards in Lord Wei's mansion... I went three times, and on two occasions the steward in Lord Wei's mansion was there... I didn't buy anything, I was in that storefront, and when I saw someone coming, I hid in the inner compartment..."

"Lord Wei?"

"Wei Dynasty!"

The rent of the store on Tianbao Street starts at fifty taels of silver, Bai Fuchun falls from the sky, the style, materials, and location are all smashed out at a great price.

What's more, Huaibi is not guilty, it is a miracle for a bewitching and graceful woman to open a much-anticipated store, and she has gained a firm foothold in this Nanchang City.

There must be wealth, but to whom is it to be borrowed?

A three-pin political envoy... The stewards of the family have no such power.

Weng Jiao got closer and closer, and blinked his eyes, "You say, is there anything strange in it?"

This amazing old man doesn't say anything to his sister.

But he turned his head and talked to his own brother about the family's shortcomings!

"Which eye do you have that can tell that I am interested in these things?" Xu Yizhi's face was expressionless.

"Two eyes?"

"Then you'd better go blind in both eyes, because it's useless to look long. ”

Weng Jiao "tsk" again, and was ready to go out, but after thinking about it, he still couldn't hold back, with a secret smile on his face, regardless of Xu Yizhi's cold face, he said softly, "Lord Wei is a good hand as an official, but he knows that he bullied his Mrs. Wang, so he relied on Mrs. Wang's good nature, so he was so tormented, he endured more than a dozen aunts in the house, and he had to be in the outer room of the beauty under Lord Wei's outside? ”

Xu Yizhi silently put one finger on Weng Jiao's forehead and slapped him away.

Suddenly, he remembered something.

Xu Yi's hand loosened, called the yellow-clothed porter, and said in a deep voice, "Find a way to spread what happened just now to Miss Zhao's ears." "Don't let the eldest girl find out that you have been instructed." If the big girl brings you back, you can brush the bucket for me!"

The little porter was about to cry.

What did he do wrong...

What did Gong Bucket do wrong...

Why do you have to be brushed by him every time!