The plum was thirsty, and Qi Qingyu gave her the cup. Li Zi drank it in one go, and said that he had to go out with the second master next time, and he would be treated as a superior person wherever he went, and he couldn't follow Qi Qingyu anymore.

Qi Qingyu pursed her lips disapprovingly, and with a calm expression, she took out a green bead that was a little bigger than a quail egg from her purse, and bounced it around on the desk to have fun.

Li Zi snorted disdainfully.

After waiting for another half an hour, Li Zi couldn't sit still anymore, slapped the case, and said angrily: "Is this the way of hospitality, it's too deceitful!" ”

"Go with the flow." Qi Qingyu glanced at her, with a hint of warning in her eyes, "You forgot your identity again." "This doesn't show that Zuofu gave Ma Wei, and besides, they are not guests at all, at best, they are craftsmen invited by others to do things. If you still need to be angry, just wait honestly.

In fact, she didn't hold back her temper just now, and entered the house through the side door of West Road, which was really giving face. It's just that she met King Huai early in this life, and she always felt that she should be rich and prominent, and vanity.

Whoever asked Huang He and Zheng Changge to put gold on her face, they will be responsible!

The more Qi Qingyu thought about it, the more right she became, and she chuckled.

The three of the Zeng family were inexplicable, and Li Zi, who had just been criticized, puffed out his eyes and asked, "What are the six girls laughing at?" ”

Qi Qingyu raised her eyes and glanced at the door, "There are a lot of people here, maybe children." "The footsteps are chaotic and jumping, and there should be a group of slaves and maids chasing after them.

Li Zi listened intently, and sure enough, he glanced at Qi Qingyu strangely, and immediately pulled Mama Li to stand up.

Tsang also beat his spirits.

"Be mine first!"

"It's mine, you dare to fight with me!"

"Two little masters, you have to line up, our eldest lady has to make it first." This is obviously what Qi Qingyu and others have seen, Zuo Lingyin's personal maid.

"Why?"

"That's right, the so-called respect for the old and love for the young, the eldest sister should let the younger sisters first."

"How old are the two masters, our eldest lady wants to decorate the hairpins, and someone will come to Jizhou in a few days." If the two little masters are unreasonable and mess up our eldest lady's marriage, they hum ...... "A strong threat."

"You dead, you just love dogs and people, and if you don't take you when the eldest sister gets married, you will die!"

"Yes, it's dead!"

The immature children's voice drifted away with the jumping footsteps, and a maid wearing purple flowers and cotton silk on a blue background stepped on broken steps, and entered the small flower hall lightly. The pair of semicircular eyes with hooks and thorns poked at Qi Qingyu's body first, and the mocking smile shook out like a silver bell:

"Ouch, hello six girls. The slave heard that you came in from the main gate? This makes the official feelings of those nine sesame seeds under the jurisdiction of Jianye Mansion embarrassing. Who was the last time, it was the master of Chengnan Qifeng Rice Shop, and he also walked through the side gate of the East Road, and he was a famous person. Aren't you slapping people in the face? ”

Qi Qingyu's faint gaze moved from the green bead to her, and she remained silent.

"Yo!" The maid suddenly startled, and narrowed her eyes as if she had thought of something big, "Sixth girl, how many faces did you hit in the face of the rich kun official with this hand!" I'm afraid I can't count ten fingers and ten toes, and the slaves and maids are anxious for you. ”

"I'm sorry you bother." Qi Qingyu was slightly stunned in her heart, this maid is not only arrogant but also sharp-tongued, could it be that Zuo Lingyin deliberately adjusted her to be like this? But don't say it, Qi Qingyu is really not afraid of stepping on those people's faces. Whoever wants to trouble her, just come.

"Oh, the slave maid is like the wind, Mrs. Qi, the sixth girl, you want to forgive your sins, don't complain to our eldest lady." Rufeng walked in with a small round waist, walked to the middle of the case between Zeng and Qi Qingyu, and unceremoniously lifted the tea lid to check, "Oh, my mother!" ”

Her voice was louder than fruity. Qi Qingyu only felt that her ears were buzzing and hurting, and she couldn't help leaning back, her face slightly gloomy.

"What's going on?" Li Zi's face was not good, and he stared at Rufeng and asked.

"This is the tea that the inferior people drink, and it is used by the concierge." Rufeng opened his hand to cover his mouth and whispered.

"Holy!" Li Zi angrily snatched the teacup and wanted to smash it on the ground. "Put it down." Qi Qingyu said.

"Yes." Li Zi threw the teacup back on the desk with a stiff face, stood behind Qi Qingyu, lowered his head and clenched his fists.

"Don't think that you can be arrogant if you have a lot of wealth, if the official lord doesn't like you, Tao Yaozhai will be wiped out in an instant." Rufeng looked at Qi Qingyu with a smile and a sarcastic gaze.

With a "bang", the muffled sound of porcelain smashing on the head sounded without warning, followed by the crisp sound of porcelain falling to the ground. "You...... You...... I...... I ......"

"Get out." Qi Qingyu dusted off her dusty little meat hand, pointed to the door and said softly.

Rufeng was caught off guard and was smashed, she covered her forehead in disbelief, and was stunned. I never dared to believe that Qi Qingyu dared to openly smash her with a teacup in the Zuo family, but she was really smashed.

After a long time, he pointed at Qi Qingyu like a wind and said cruelly: "You...... You wait for me! ”

Rufeng is a tyrant in Zuofu, relying on Zuo Lingyin's support, Zuo Lingyin is relying on herself as the daughter of the clan, and her aunt Zuo Shuangyi is the wife of the governor of the two lakes, and she loves her very much.

A deeper relationship is that the Huang family of Jizhou wants to make Zuo Lingyin the clan wife, so except for the older generation and the young master who has something to rely on, no one dares to mess with the wind.

"I'll just sit here, I'll wait for an hour, and I'll wait for you for a while." Qi Qingyu calmly supported his little hand and glanced at the back like the wind.

Trembling with anger, he ran away.

Zeng glanced at Qi Qingyu worriedly, and opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

Qi Qingyu noticed it, but she didn't plan to make a response. If the tuyere hits the muzzle of the gun without words, it becomes her punching bag, and she hits it. If you want to blame it, it's like the wind, and you don't know whether you are alive or dead to provoke her!

The aggrieved breath in his heart spilled out, and Qi Qingyu's slightly irritable heart was as calm as a mirror again.

No one spoke, and the small flower hall was suddenly so quiet that it could be heard that the pins were falling. A moment later, a few melodious piano sounds flowed out of the backyard along with broken pentatonic tones.

"It's so ugly, you dare to sing like a ghost." Plum spouted.

After a while, Qi Qingyu suddenly looked at Zeng and said, "Mother don't worry, Mama Li only has to wait for her mother, I will fall this day." She hooked her lips slightly, showing a sense of ambition, and her crystal clear eyes were filled with a kind of wisdom beyond her years.

You'll believe she can do it.

Zeng squeezed Qi Qingyu's warm and soft little hand hard.

"You're stealing the limelight from me again!"

"The peaches you take, the apricots I take, look at whose six girls like to eat!"

The hurried sound followed the hurried footsteps into the small flower hall, but the footsteps suddenly stopped by the door.

A woman in her thirties, who looked like a housekeeper, walked in first, and after the standard "please" salute, two little girls of about ten years old came out, one tall and one short, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes. (To be continued.) )