Chapter Twenty-Seven: Its Chair is actually Tired

Yurong hurriedly walked into the front hall, and at a glance saw the Jade Lord sitting on the mahogany chair with an unhappy face.

"Daddy doesn't like to go to court on weekdays, and today I just have a reason to enjoy tea and flowers at home, tsk, the lotus flowers of this lotus island are really a unique scenery in winter." Yurong quipped with a grin.

The Jade Lord snorted coldly: "Today, the emperor will definitely punish a group of courtiers under the pretext, and this king doesn't want to touch the mold." Looking up and seeing Yurong looking at him with a playful face, the Jade King quickly added: "This king is not afraid of his obscenity, but this king should set an example." "This daughter is only thirteen years old, how can she see things so thoroughly.

"The world dares to say that Long Wei is obscene, and my wise and martial father is alone." Seeing that the face of the Jade Lord was a little darker, Yurong hurriedly patted his ass.

"Miss, the kitchen has prepared the things you want." Uncle Jiao said respectfully outside the door.

"Well, got it. I'll be there right away. Yurong replied, Uncle Jiao is really neat.

"This king doesn't need breakfast, this king wants to go to the morning court." The Jade King turned his face arrogantly.

Yurong knew that the fried cat was going to be touched by the hair, so he said softly: "Daddy, I asked the kitchen to prepare salt to melt the snow, and I didn't prepare breakfast for you." Let's go up. After speaking, he pulled the sleeve of the jade prince.

The Jade Lord got up and followed Yu Rong out: "Salt? Do you have salt in the kitchen to melt the snow? How come I've never heard of it? The Jade Lord looked curious.

As a science student with brains, Yurong can't use theories such as the solubility of salt and low freezing point to explain to the Jade Prince, nor can she tell him that the sanitation workers do this, so she said to the Jade Prince: "There is a golden house in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book." ”

The Jade Lord knew that Yu Yangzhi was well-read, so he didn't say anything more, and followed Yurong away.

The bluestone slab in front of the Jade King's Mansion is no different from usual except for a little dampness, after all, the front of the house must be maintained clean. But the avenue that the Jade Lord usually walks on to the court has been blocked by snow. Messy footprints and ruts, the heavy snow in some places has not been stepped on at all, and in other places the snow has been stepped on, smooth and flat, just looking at it makes me afraid of being fallen.

When Yurong and Jade Wang Ye came out, the people in the mansion were shoveling and clearing snow, but the range was too wide, and the weather was cold. They have been cleaning non-stop since the end of the day, but they know that an hour has passed, and they have only cleared the road dozens of meters away.

The Jade Lord glanced at Yu Rong and did not speak.

Yurong smiled at the Jade Lord and instructed Uncle Jiao: "Uncle Jiao, you take someone to sprinkle salt on the solid snow, and take a broom to pass it a little before sprinkling salt in the place where the snow is accumulated." ”

Uncle Jiao was puzzled when Yurong asked him to bring all the salt from the Jade King's Mansion to the door, and at this time, after listening to Yurong's words, he was even more confused, and seeing that the Jade Lord didn't speak, Uncle Jiao commanded the family to start sprinkling salt on the snow in an orderly manner according to Yurong's instructions.

Uncle Jiao and his party scattered out for a while, and the Jade Lord found that the snow in the place where the salt was first sprinkled had melted into a puddle of water.

Rao is Jade Lord is well-informed, and he can't help but praise Yurong: "This king's daughter is really smart." Just as he was about to get into the carriage, he turned his head and frowned and asked, "It takes time for the snow to melt, and besides, Uncle Jiao can't be allowed to spread all the way to the gate of the palace." ”

Yurong looked at the bag of salt at the door, and a flash of inspiration: "Daddy, you ask Uncle Jiao to go to the stable to lead a few horses out, poke a few holes in the bag, and then hang the bag on the horse, isn't that it." ”

Looking at Uncle Jiao, who was still concentrating on sprinkling salt, Yurong said to Qinglan who was beside him with a look of admiration: "Qinglan, you take someone to do it." ”

Qinglan was not the slightest dissatisfied with her young lady's behavior of treating her as a man, and immediately responded: "Yes, miss, the slave will go." After saying that, he lifted the corner of his skirt and ran quickly.

The Jade Lord nodded and got into the carriage. Although Yurong is the daughter he grew up with, a dragon gives birth to a dragon and a phoenix, but as a thirteen-year-old girl, his daughter knows too much・・・・・・

After everything was arranged, Yurong slowly paced back to Taoyuan. At this time, Qinglan ordered the small kitchen to make the hanging stove milk noodle wick cake was almost ready.

When Qinglan entered the door, Yurong was concentrating on practicing Xiaokai on the table, Yurong muttered Su Shi's sentence "Big characters are difficult to be dense and seamless, and small characters are difficult to be more than enough", while moving the pen without hurry, Rao is looking calm, she grinds ink and paper alone, cuts her sideburns behind her ears from time to time, wipes her face with the back of her hand, and adds a few inks to her forehead in a hurry.

Qinglan stood for a while before taking a close-fitting handkerchief and stepped forward: "Miss is so serious, she doesn't know if she has made herself a flower cat." ”

Yurong said "hmm" as a response, but did not put the brush down, but slightly sideways and motioned for Qinglan to wipe her face.

Qinglan smiled more and more gently, raised her hand to wipe the ink marks, and gave up after a while: "I don't know when the young lady got it, I can't wipe it off." Miss should go wash her face first, Uncle Jiao wants to arrange a few people for Taoyuan. ”

Yurong put down the pen when he heard this: "Uncle Jiao arranged someone for Taoyuan?" ”

"When Uncle Jiao came over in the morning, there was no family on duty at the door, and after learning that we only had me, the grandmother in the kitchen, and the two little girls with red flowers and green leaves, I felt that there were a few people arranged for the young lady, and I was afraid that it would not be appropriate to take care of them."

Yurong thought for a while, and felt that what Uncle Jiao said made some sense, so he clapped his hands casually and said, "Go and get me a basin of water, and I'll tell Uncle Jiao myself." "It's not that Yurong is making a big fuss, but Uncle Jiao, as the big butler and the personal attendant of the Jade Prince, since he came here in person, there must be a reason for Uncle Jiao.

A flash of appreciation flashed in Qinglan's eyes, and she quickly brought a basin of water.

When Yurong arrived in Taoyuan's hall, Uncle Jiao had been standing respectfully in the room for a long time, and when he saw Yurong coming, he bowed and saluted: "The slave has seen the eldest lady." ”

"Uncle Jiao is exempt, Qinglan just told me what Uncle Jiao meant. I don't know if Uncle Jiao has any good suggestions for this matter. ”

"Since Miss asked, then Uncle Jiao will speak in vain. The lack of subordinates in the young lady's courtyard is not a bad thing, at least within the control of the young lady, it can also ensure the loyalty of the subordinates; But there are too few families, how to make these girls tired. Speaking of the status of the master, sometimes it also depends on the number of people in the house. ”

Uncle Jiao always felt that Miss was only thirteen years old and a little girl who didn't understand anything, and she had just returned to the Jade King's Mansion after being separated for many years. Alas・・・・・・ judging from the performance of the young lady at the banquet now, although the young lady is young, she is smooth and principled.

Yurong naturally heard Uncle Jiao's heartfelt words, and he didn't push: "There is nothing too tiring in the courtyard, and I also use these people easily, but I heard that my brother left a girl named Red Sleeves before leaving the house, so Uncle Jiao transferred her over, I heard that this girl is also sincere, not a squeamish," after a pause, he added a childish sentence: "If it doesn't work, I'll return it to Uncle Jiao." ”

Uncle Jiao was also happy: "The people in this mansion are all sent by the young lady, and in the past two days, I have asked the red sleeves to hand over the work in their hands." "The Jade King's Mansion has always been simple, and the people in the mansion are not very wealthy, and they are just right.

Yurong nodded in understanding, and then ordered Uncle Jiao to retreat.