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"I just told my father about going to Fangyuan, and my father also told me so." Master Xia also praised her, saying that she did the right thing to refuse Lin Ziyu, which made her call it terrible, because she had already figured out why Zhao Yu sent Lin Ziyu just now.

It was just to refuse her, so that she would not be questioned by the Xia family because of this matter.

It's really scheming, Xia Jiumei pursed her lips, and she couldn't find any other adjectives to describe Zhao Yu in her heart, but this expression had another meaning in Jun Ci's eyes.

Could it be that Xia Wenshu also likes Zhao Yu? That's interesting, how can a goddess fall in love with a mortal.

Jun Ci himself suffered deeply, and Min Ning's respect for her stayed away, which made her heart like a knife and a cone every time.

Why, why is she a goddess, and she can be with the person she likes, living and living, fame and fortune.

Jun Ci bit his lower lip, and he didn't have the heart to chat with the ninth sister, so he used the excuse that he had something to deal with and went back to Lingding Palace.

The frame of the goddess's four horses is very magnificent, and Jun Ci opened a corner of the curtain and summoned the white-clothed priest: "Priest Bai Ting, I hope you can investigate all the things related to the Xia family's heirs, from birth to death." ”

Priest Bai Ting was stunned, she didn't know what the goddess was suspicious of, but she still hung her head.

The goddess looked back at the magnificent mansion and smiled meaningfully.

The Xia family has a lot of secrets.

At least, she didn't know where the real Eagle Girl was.

……

This night, the ninth sister had a long dream.

She dreamed that she was walking in a long and secluded tunnel, but there was no end to it.

She knew that the end of the tunnel was the truth, but it also meant death, so she didn't want to go.

But she couldn't stop.

Firmly captured by nightmares, he walked with fear and resistance.

Suddenly, a dazzling ball of bright white light in front of her quickly rushed towards her, and the girl opened her eyes suddenly.

"Huh, this is still taking the Condensing Herb, otherwise the terrifying memory of Xia Wenshu's remnant soul can really drive me crazy." Xia Jiumei wiped the cold sweat on her head, and began to miss the chatter key spirit in her heart.

If it hadn't done this good thing, she would have been tortured and weakened, and she wouldn't have the current scenery at all.

"I don't know when the key spirit will wake up, do you really have to wait until Junci leaves Junshan County?"

She was a little reluctant, she didn't want this good friend to leave, and she wanted to wake up the key spirit, which was really a dilemma.

"I really don't know what the key spirit is guarding against the king's gift, is it because she is from the Witch King's Palace?" The ninth sister analyzed for a while, and gradually fell asleep, and when she got up early, she stretched her waist.

After sleeping and returning to sleep, the spirit is good.

Fangyuan's carriage came early in the morning, Xia Jiumei jumped up with great interest, Xia Wenye rode a horse from the front to escort it, and at noon, the group finally arrived slowly.

Outside the gate of Fangyuan was a queue of garden slaves waiting for the master's arrival, and there were nearly 100 maids and servants, large and small.

Xia Jiumei looked at the people in uniform dresses and clean clothes, restrained her surprised expression, and said indifferently: "It's all here." ”

"Back to the master, these are just servants working in the garden, and there are many village slaves who take care of the fruit trees in the back mountain, but they are vulgar, so the little ones are in charge, and they didn't let them come to greet the master, if the master wants to see ......" Director Xu called Xia Jiumei goosebumps on her body to rise, and she hurriedly interrupted: "Okay, okay, let's do it first, don't toss them." ”

The people of Fang Yuan were well-trained and bowed their heads obediently: "Yes." ”

The ninth sister walked into the door with a strange look, and always felt that these servants were not quite the same as the slaves and maids in the family.

I can't tell what is different.

Xia Wenye stepped forward and said in his ear: "Not very adaptable? ”

Xia Jiumei nodded frequently: "They ...... Weird. ”

"The status of garden slaves is lower than that of ordinary slaves, and although the slaves in the family can be disposed of at will, due to the reputation of the county, the masters will have scruples in their actions and will not really kill them. But garden slaves are different, their lives are really like mustard, and even if three or five garden slaves die in the village, the master will not report it. Xia Wenye knew that it was the first time she had a private garden, so she specially explained it to her.

"What?" Xia Jiumei raised her eyes, lowered her voice and said, "How can this be!" ”

No wonder these people looked at her with a rabbit-like look of unease, with fear and despair, and a hint of indifference.

Xia Wenye is accustomed to it: "One person is a slave, and every generation is a slave, this is the law of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Shu'er doesn't have to mind, if you really can't bear it, treat them a little kindly." ”

Xia Jiumei felt a lot of anti-revolt in her heart, she was not a compassionate saint, but she couldn't turn a blind eye to this cruel system.

However, her sympathy really did not help.

Xia Wenye said that the nobles of the Great Zhou Dynasty liked to operate private gardens, so looking at the Zhou Dynasty, such garden slaves accounted for more than 20% of the total population.

Most of the food and vegetables are grown and produced by these garden slaves, and even the miners of various families, most of the various skilled workers are served by garden slaves, but they still live a miserable life.

Her compassion can only stop at her own one-third of an acre.

"Brother, do you also have a private garden?" The ninth sister turned her head and asked.

Xia Wenye had a natural expression on his face: "I have three places, one is not far from your Fangyuan, and the other two are in neighboring counties, what's wrong?" ”

"Brother, someone told me that everything has a price. The same goes for manpower, they also have their own value, and if we squeeze them infinitely, sooner or later we will have to pay the price. Xia Jiumei said seriously: "So I want to ask my brother to promise, don't squeeze them too much, at least, don't despise human life." ”

Xia Wenye rubbed her head and said with a smile: "No problem, I'll tell the master below, don't execute the garden slave casually." ”

The ninth sister smiled, her heart still heavy.

She knew that Xia Wenye didn't really realize that something was wrong, he was just spoiling his sister.

Forget it, let's clean up the snow in front of the door.

Xia Jiumei quickly adjusted and began to visit the garden with great interest.

Fangyuan covers an area of hundreds of acres, most of which are underdeveloped forest areas in the back mountains, and the front one is a typical southern style garden building, with 30 acres of pavilions and pavilions that make people forget to return.

"Don't worry, since you have come to the garden, you have to live for at least ten days and half a month and take a rest." As the future clan of the Xia family, Xia Wenye was very familiar with the lifestyle of the nobles, and persuaded the ninth sister to take the opportunity to rest, and said: "Anyway, the court sacrifice is on June 6, and there is still more than half a month to go." ”

Xia Jiumei didn't dare to relax, and planned to ask Xia Wenye for carving skills in the next few days.

Seeing that the eighth level was in sight, she really wanted to upgrade as soon as possible in order to protect herself.

"Master." Director Xu looked embarrassed: "The little one received a letter yesterday, saying that he wanted to do a big business with Fangyuan, and the little one didn't dare to make a claim, and wanted to ask the master to decide." ”

"Business?" Xia Jiumei and Xia Wenye looked at each other, why did she just take over Fangyuan, and there was a business coming to her door?