The first thing Yuchen did when he woke up was to see Yan Meng, which happened to coincide with Yan Meng's explanation to Yuan Xing.

Yuchen saw Yan Meng coming over and struggled to get up from the bed, but was stopped by Yan Meng, Yuchen looked at Yan Meng with teary eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "Girl, I'm sorry, the slave and maid have caused you trouble again, it's all the slave's fault." ”

Yan Meng stroked Yuchen's shoulder, signaling that she didn't need to blame herself, "What happened yesterday?" ”

"Yesterday was the slave maid's mistake, the slave maid thought that he followed the girl to the princess's mansion, the slave maid was very boring in the yard alone, Juan Hong said that the lady was going to transfer a few kitchen people to go outside for the Mid-Autumn Festival, the slave maid didn't resist and thought about going with them..."

"Girl, punish me, it's all slaves, slaves and maids implicate you." Yuchen raised his upper body and grabbed Yan Meng's clothes tightly.

"Okay, take care of your body first, don't think about the others first." Yan Meng comforted softly.

"Girl... Woo woo woo .... They are all slaves and maidservants..."

Yan Meng couldn't bear it when she looked at the painful appearance of Yuchen in front of her, but she thought that she could take this opportunity to make her remember, and she didn't say anything to comfort her when she said anything wrong later, but just gently soothed her with a pair of hands. In fact, in the final analysis, her status in this Yan Mansion is not high, in this Yan Mansion, the master and servant are one, the master has a high right to speak, and even the maid must be respected by others, as the saying goes, the prime minister has seven officials in front of the door, not only in the officialdom, but also in the back house.

After Yuchen's mood gradually calmed down, Yan Meng said a few more reassuring words and went back to the study, thinking about what role Juanhong was in this matter.

In the afternoon, I heard that Lotus came back with the news, saying that although Juanhong was going home, she found a small guy to go to her house to ask, Juanhong's family said that Juanhong did not ask for leave to go home, and said that Juanhong also reported good news to the family a few days ago, saying that she wanted the main family to see her in recent days and was diligent to give her a monthly increase...

Juanhong is just a little girl, what happened to become so uncertain? Two days ago, he said that he wanted to increase his monthly money, but now he is alone and fleeing in a panic, what is it for?

Yan Meng thought for a while and asked, "Do you still have any silver money in your hand?" ”

"There are quite a few."

"You go to the kitchen these days to ask Juanhong if there's anything wrong, and then ask a few people to pay attention to Juanhong's movements at home." After that, he picked out some jewelry that he hadn't brought for a long time and handed it to Tinghe: "And I don't often wear these, so you can sell them together." ”

"Yes."

"What? Juanhong is gone? Zhao's unconsciously raised voice was a little sharp.

Mother Li hurriedly said: "The slave maid has already been searched, where else can she run away with a maid, don't be impatient..."

"What's wrong? Who made my mother so angry? As he spoke, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old man walked to Zhao's side and sat down, closed the fan with a "click-" sound, and said to Zhao with a deliberately calm face: "Whoever dares to make my mother angry, my son must teach him a good lesson!" ”

The man was wearing a purple robe, the collar and cuffs were inlaid with silver silk edge flowing cloud pattern piping, the waist was tied with a purple sandalwood auspicious cloud wide-brimmed brocade decorated with a green lotus jade plate, half of the hair was tied on the top of the forehead, wearing a silver inlaid jade crown, holding a silver bone white jade folding fan, the eyebrows were clear and handsome, as if carved out of a mold with Zhao's, but the details of the appearance were a little tougher than Zhao's.

Zhao saw the person coming clearly, and his voice immediately returned to calm, "It's just some trivial matters in the back house...", knowing that his son was amusing himself, he pretended to be unhappy and said: "If you don't find something to anger me, where will I be angry!" "Just with a smile in his eyes.

Yan Chuyi's eyes rolled slightly, and he smiled and took Zhao's complaints, "Yes, yes, it's all the son's fault, the son apologized to his mother." As he spoke, he got up and walked around behind Zhao and pinched Zhao's shoulder.

"You! If you had the same energy as your brother in your studies, I wouldn't be so bothered! Although it was a blaming word, the tone did not contain complaints, although Yan Chuyi's homework was not so satisfactory, but it was the most popular among her children. At the beginning, because she was the son of a long house, she was quiet and steady, she was an old man since she was a child, and she didn't need to tell her anything in her homework, so she didn't have to spend time on him, sometimes although she didn't understand what she thought at the beginning, she was very relieved.

The most reassuring of the two sons is Yi'er, Yi'er has loved to make trouble since she was a child, but how can a child not be playful, although Yi'er loves to make trouble, but she is not ignorant, let her put more thought into it.

"Look at it, my mother compared me with my eldest brother again, didn't I say it, it's good that the eldest brother in the family has a successful academic career, I, I don't have the same ambition as the eldest brother, and it would be good to honor my mother by my mother's side in the future!"

"Less sweet talk to fool me!" Zhao slapped the hand on his shoulder, and bluffed Yan Chuyi with a calm face: "Say, where have you been running these days, I didn't come back from the Mid-Autumn Festival yesterday!" ”

"Isn't that a delay on the road, I've been traveling day and night for days to come back to see my mother early, and I've lost two horses, and I didn't sleep enough for two hours last night, look at my eyes." As he spoke, he picked his eyes and pointed out the slightly dark part of his eyes to Zhao.

Zhao saw that Yan Chuyi was really a little blue at the moment, and his eyes were still a little red, and he suddenly felt a little distressed: "Yi'er has grown up, is sensible, and knows how to be sympathetic to her mother, but you must also pay attention to your body." As he spoke, he took out a handkerchief and wiped Yan Chuyi's forehead, and there was no non-existent sweat on his forehead. Then he turned around and instructed Danqing: "Go to the small kitchen and take two peeled eggs to put a compress on the third young master." ”

After that, he said to Yan Chuyi: "Mother will give you a dressing in a while, and then go back to the yard to rest." ”

Yan Chuyi hugged Zhao and said in a lazy tone: "It's my mother who loves me the most!" After saying that, he turned around and began to press Zhao's shoulder again: "I was originally tired, but after the son saw his mother, the tiredness was gone." ”

"You!" Zhao shook his head and smiled, closed his eyes and let Yan Chuyi press him for a while, and slowly said: "After a while, you go to see your father, he is busy with government affairs all day, you go and talk to him." ”

"Mother and father aren't all the same, and I'll see you later for dinner." Yan Chuyi frowned, and said with some resistance, it's not that he doesn't like his father Yan Bocheng, it's that every time Yan Bocheng sees him, he asks him about his homework, and his head is big, he can't answer that his father doesn't like it, and when he answers, he also says that he didn't answer well, and it makes his father dislike it, after all, he doesn't like it, it's better not to see him, both of them are happy.

Seeing him say this, Zhao turned around and pulled him to his side and sat down, "You ......"

Seeing what else Zhao wanted to say, Yan Chuyi immediately took on other words and shifted Zhao's words: "By the way, mother, my son valued a hairpin on the street that day, and it was not good-looking, and when my son saw it, he immediately thought that his mother must look good with it!" As he spoke, he took out a little emerald plum hairpin from his arms, with a golden hairpin as the bottom and a jade yellow as the stamen, the workmanship was exquisite and natural, as if it had just been picked from the plum tree, lifelike.

Sure enough, as Yan Chuyi expected, Zhao was also happy when he saw the hairpin, which woman doesn't love red makeup, even if she is nearly forty years old, she still likes these accessories, let alone her son gave it to her? However, in the past, I saw a lot of styles, and as a housewife, she was always dressed up in a fancy way, so she looked down on it.

I have to say that Yan Chuyi's vision is good, except that the hairpin he bought is not the same as the popular style in Beijing, the style is naturally good-looking and not undignified, and more importantly, it is also in line with Zhao's identity, and he is satisfied with Zhao's undisguised eyes.

"Yi'er has a heart."

"The son puts on the mother's hairpin." Saying that, Yan Chuyi took the hairpin and pinned it in Zhao's hair.

"Mother..."

Zhao was looking at himself in the mirror, and glanced at Yan Chuyi behind him, and suddenly understood Yan Chuyi's thoughts, retracted his gaze and said, "What do you like again?" ”

"Knowing the son Mo Ruo's mother, or the mother understands the son, hey, hey..." Yan Chuyi was not uncomfortable when his mind was pierced, his mouth was slightly grinning, he opened the fan, and slapped it a few times decently.

"Okay, don't be poor, let's talk." Zhao reached out and knocked his fan off.

Yan Chuyi dodged for a while, closed the fan and slapped it into the palm of his hand, and then said: "My son recently took a fancy to a painting, which is the work of the previous dynasty that everyone was proud of. Mother also knows that children like these dancing and ink things..."

"How much?"

"Not much, a thousand taels." As he spoke, Yan Chuyi stretched out his right index finger and gestured towards Zhao.

Zhao's brows frowned slightly, not that Yan Fu couldn't take out a thousand taels, but this amount was indeed a bit big..."You..."

"Mother ~ The child really likes that painting, I have been looking for it for a long time, and I have already paid the deposit... The deposit is 200 taels! Yan Chuyi tugged at Zhao's arm, his eyes blinking at Zhao, his eyes full of longing.

"Okay, okay, Mother Li will go and fetch him 1,200 taels." Zhao couldn't bear the grinding, waved his hand and sent Li's mother to the bedroom to get the silver.

"Thank you, Mother!" The boss at the corner of Yan Chuyi's mouth leaked out a row of white and neat teeth.

"You're still like a child, and you don't know when you'll grow up!" Zhao nodded Yan Chuyi's head with some disgust, his eyes doting.

"Isn't that in front of my mother?" Yan Chuyi was overjoyed, there seemed to be stars in his eyes, and Zhao couldn't stop feeling happy when he looked at his son's high-spirited and handsome face.

At this time, Danqing just happened to bring the eggs back, a few peeled white eggs slouched together and lay quietly in the turquoise porcelain plate, Zhao wrapped one in a handkerchief, pulled Yan Chuyi to her side, and gently put the egg on his eyes and rolled it.

"Don't take advantage of your youth in the future to act like this again, and you will burn your body in vain." Zhao was nagging, and his hands were moving. "I'll find Dr. Hou to prescribe two patches of medicine for you to adjust, look at the black green at the moment, it doesn't look good."

"Got it, Mother!"

Mother Li took back the small box containing the silver ticket, Zhao handed the egg to Danqing, opened the box and took out one thousand two hundred taels of votes and handed it to Yan Chuyi, and after thinking about it, she added another hundred taels, "Boys always have to encounter places to spend money outside, you can just go directly to the account next time you like something." ”