Changru froze, turned around and sat back on the table, picked up the brush and wrote a few words, Shen Quehuan looked at him when he put down the pen, his hands trembled a little, but people couldn't see the clue as usual. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Shen Quehuan looked at his words quietly: Chen Xiangyun

She thought about it for a moment and asked him, "This is the niece of the second aunt?"

This woman had been living in the Protector's Mansion for more than five months on the grounds of nursing illness until she returned to the Chen Mansion before the catastrophe, that is, six days before the death of Second Lady Jiang. ”

Shen Quehuan narrowed her eyes slightly, and said cautiously: "This is not enough to show that she has a ghost." ”

"After this woman returned home, everything was as usual, but she was bedridden and said sick after the disaster in the Protector's Mansion, and she hasn't seen outsiders for more than half a year now. ”

If it is said that she has a deep relationship with the second aunt and is sick, but the second aunt was already mourned before the Protector Mansion was destroyed, "If she is not a ghost person, she must know something." ”

Changru threw the paper into the charcoal furnace and burned it, and said slowly: "Chen Xiangyun is the daughter of the Chen family, as we all know, the person who is now in charge of the Chen Mansion is the eldest daughter Chen Peizhen, and Chen Xiangyun is also one of the few people who can talk to Chen Peizhen, Chen Xiangyun has also become a famous boudoir, and in our house, there happens to be someone close to her." ”

Shen Quehuan frowned and thought about it, in terms of origin and age, "Shen Quechun?"

"Also. Changru put the evidence of King Kang's handwritten letter into the box, and said slowly: "Regarding the matter of finding a thousand red feathers in the Protector's Mansion, I thought about it, so many pieces of clothes are said to be dyed in the house, I don't think it is credible, a dyer needs to dry the steps, it is impossible to avoid the eyes and ears of the people in the house, then these clothes should be transported into the house, but thousands of clothes should be transported in it should be a big battle." ”

Changru stared at the crackling charcoal fire in the furnace, "It would be nice if there were the warehousing accounts of the Protector Mansion." ”

Shen Qihuan's shimmer of some kind of gathering qi dimmed uncontrollably, she thought that this matter that Changru thought of would be another clue, but the Protector Mansion had been burned to the ground, and I am afraid that this one had also entered a dead end.

Shen Que said happily: "If only I had thought of it earlier." ”

Or she took the secular concept lightly, and did not think of mentioning the family to collect the corpse first, but put all her heart on the matter of "clues......

Shen Qihuan shook his head, saints may not be so rational, right?

On the second day, Shen Qihuan had breakfast in Jingtai Courtyard, and when he returned to the Yanyun Pavilion, the maids and women were all talking about the sinking corpses in the Lion Lake, the Lion Lake had long been frozen, and it was impossible for the thick ice to have a stumbling foot......

Shen Qihuan glanced at the courtyard, Qiu Lu, Qiu Ru, and Qiu Su were all first-class maids assigned to her, but Mother Fu in Jingtai Courtyard reminded her openly and secretly this morning that Qiu Lu used to be a second-class maid in the Lin family's courtyard, Qiu Ru was serving the lady of the third room, Qiu Su was serving the Lin family, and the low-level second-class and third-class girls also carried the background of each courtyard.

Shen Quehuan looked at these people who could not be used, and Yin Nu over there dispersed everyone, and hurriedly ran over to report: "Miss, just now Zhou Youjia came to you, saying that a sunken corpse was found in the Lion Lake, and some people said that it was like a slave in the old man's courtyard......"

Before she finished speaking, Hong Zhi had already patted her chest and scolded Yin Nu: "Why do you mention this kind of filthy thing to Miss?

Yin Nu kowtowed and said to forgive, "The slave is also crazy in a hurry, just now I sent the little maid to inquire, saying that it was that scene......" Yin Nu is not good to describe it further, and Ai Ai said: "There has been no death in the house for many years, and the eldest master has sent General Manager Liu to investigate it thoroughly, and he is collecting evidence from the courtyard at this time." ”

Shen Quehuan looked bored, didn't say anything, and went into the house.

Yin Nu may not have expected Miss to react like this, but after waiting for long, Yin Nu went to the house again to report that Aunt Chen from Qingyuntang was here and was waiting to see Miss.

Shen Qihuan hesitated, but went downstairs to see her.

Chen Nanzhi wore a sky orange cotton dress, a simple style, but her waist was excellent, even if she was a, she wore a bit of charm.

Shen Qihuan asked Hongzhi to pour her a cup of tea and asked her, "Is there something wrong with me?"

Chen Nanzhi's cheeks were slightly red, and he spoke a little eagerly: "Just now, Manager Liu went to Qingyun Hall and took away many subordinates, and I didn't want to ask Miss for her idea." ”

Shen Quehuan's slender jade fingers fiddled with the tassels on the tea bib, revealing a very faint smile: "Aunt Chen, take a sip of tea first and slow down." ”

Chen Nanzhi was stable on the surface, but she seemed to have something in her heart, she picked up the tea bowl and took a sip, looking at Shen Qihuan with a sincere look.

Shen Qihuan didn't look at her, but only instructed Hongzhi, who was standing aside: "You call everyone to come to the front and say that I have something to say." ”

Hongzhi answered, but Chen Nanzhi couldn't figure out the form, and couldn't help but look at Shen Qihuan suspiciously.

Shen Quehuan smiled modestly and said, "Auntie, wait a minute, I still have an urgent matter here, and I'll talk about my aunt's matter after I finish dealing with it." ”

Chen Nanzhi was worried in his heart, but he could only sit aside and wait for her to "deal with affairs." ”

After a short time, Yin Nu led a group of maids into the main house, and after entering the door, he bowed down and stood in front of Shen Qihuan, looking very respectful and solemn.

Shen Quehuan looked at Yin Nu and asked with a tired face: "Is there a grade division for the servants in the house?" “

"Miss Hui, yes. Yin Nu half-bowed and replied: "The slaves and maids in the house are divided into three grades, in order to distinguish them, they changed their names when they entered the house, such as the first-class maids who serve in the old Anren, the Hou Ye and the old lady's room have the word 'spring' in their names, the first-class maids in the rooms of the lord and lady in each room have the word 'summer' in their names, the first-class maids who serve in the child's and young lady's rooms have 'autumn' in their names, and the ones in the aunt's room are 'winter', like the autumn dew, autumn ru, and autumn wool in our courtyard are all first-class maids, and they should be served in the young lady's room. ”

Speaking of this, she quietly raised her head and glanced at Shen Qihuan's expression, and didn't see any displeasure, so she continued to say: "In addition to the first-class maids, according to the distribution regulations in the young lady's yard, there are five second-class maids, engaged in embroidery, cleaning, kitchen and other work, and five third-class girls, all of whom do miscellaneous work, and there is one domestic servant outside the other two doors, two small maids, two servants, one porter Hou Ye, and two rough mothers-in-law. ”

After the introduction, Yin Nu added: "Now the minions in the courtyard of the Young Cloud Pavilion are full, if the quota is increased, the young lady will have to make up the example silver herself." ”

It means that if the red angelica next to the young lady wants to stay, she can't get a share in the house, and there is no preferential treatment in the house for food, clothing, housing and transportation, unless you have been serious for three years to spend the expenses in the house.

Shen Qihuan listened to Yin Nu's words, only lowered his head and slowly stroked the tea bowl to play, with a slight smile in his eyes, "Oh?" sighed, "It's so complicated, my mind is messed up when I hear it." ”

Yin Nu smiled with him: "Miss doesn't need to remember this, the left and right slaves will help you discipline them." "The implication is that she is the steward of these slaves?

Shen Qihuan still had a headache, and said worriedly: "Let's call a steward to come over and tell me in detail," she casually pointed to Qiuru who was standing in front of her, "You, go and invite the steward, whoever can manage my courtyard, you will invite whomever you want." ”

Qiu Ru hesitated slightly, seeing Shen Qihuan's slightly calm face, she didn't dare to slack off, and went out with a "yes", not forgetting to glance at Yin Nu.