Qingyu stepped forward and handed the towel to Qian Zhangyin and said, "Qian Zhangyin, there is a big official looking for you there?" Qian Zhangyin wiped the sweat on his face and asked, "Where is it?" Qingyu turned around and pointed at Wang Zhen and said, "It's there." Wang Zhen stood not far away and stared at the two.

Qian Zhangyin saw that it was Wang Zhenluo who got up from the ground and threw the wet wipes in his hand to Qingyu. He stepped forward and said to Wang Zhen, "Ouch, it's the 'deputy leader' slave, the maid really has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, please forgive me for my neglect." ”

"Why is your backyard so messy that it looks like a market at the corner of the street?" Wang Zhen asked, Qian Zhangyin bowed down and said, "I hope that the 'Deputy Leader' will forgive me, the number of people is too small, so it will look like this." Qian Zhangyin looked at the windblown trees in the yard and said, "'Lord Deputy Leader', it's windy here, why don't we go to the front yard and let the slave pour you a cup of tea to drink." ”

Wang Zhen turned around and said a little angrily: "Okay, I'm not looking for you to drink tea." With a dark face, he asked again: "Let me ask you if the melons and fruits of your masters are all sent on time?" And those flowers and plants placed in each palace are not taken care of and replaced on time? ”

Seeing Wang Zhen's unhappy face, Qian Zhangyin said probably: "Probably." …… Probably delivered every day. Wang Zhen frowned when he saw Qian Zhangyin's prevarication, and said fiercely: "Is there or not?" Qian Zhangyin was anxious by Wang Zhen's question, and said with a sad face: "'Deputy Leader', you see, the slave and maid are all called by three people, even so, there are still not enough people. ”

Wang Zhen said: "I'm not here to listen to your complaints, you now find a way to send people to the imperial garden and the palaces to take care of the flowers, grass, bonsai and so on." "Go now?" Qian Zhangyin asked suspiciously.

Wang Zhen said affirmatively: "Yes, I'll go right away, if you don't get this matter done today, you can go with those old eunuchs, so you can be a companion." Wang Zhenyu left the Siyuan Bureau with a threat.

"Chun'an, Qingyu, and Zhuanghu, the three of you come here." Qian Zhangyin shouted, and the three of them put down their work and came to Qian Zhangyin: "What does Qian Zhangyin have to call the slave and maid?" Chun'an said.

"Chun'an, you take the two of them, take a pair of utensils, go to Xianfu Palace, and take care of everything in our Siyuan Bureau." Qian Zhangyin said, Chun'an bowed down and said, "The slave knows." "That's right." Qian Zhangyin seemed to remember something and said: "You moved those two pots of red plums to Xianfu Palace, you should have moved there a long time ago." Ay. ......" sighed continuously.

Chun'an and Zhuanghu held two pots of red plums in their arms, Qingyu carried a bamboo basket in his hand, put scissors, hoes, firewood knives, a pair of gloves sewn from animal skins in the basket, and carried a bamboo ladder on the other side.

After the three of them left, Qian Zhangyin shouted: "Guan Feng, and you all come here." Twenty people were gathered around in an uproar, and Qian Zhangyin stood on a high place and said: "Guan Feng, you take four people to the Imperial Garden, and the other three people go to each palace in a group to do something, don't say more about this palm print." They replied, "The slaves and maids know." "Alright, let's get busy." After the people dispersed, Qian Zhangyin looked at the sparse people in the backyard, and then looked at the endless work in the yard, and his face was full of black lines.

"Aunt Yao, you can't wipe it there." The palace maid pointed to the dust on the two doorposts with a rag in her hand and said, while another palace maid next to her, Xiao He, complained with her hand: "In the past, when Xiao Song Zi was there, it was done in a while, but now there are only a few of us women left who are tired and don't say that things are not done." ”

Zhiyao didn't answer Xiaohe's complaints, took the wet wipes of another palace maid and stood under the pillar and looked at the dust on it, "Chun'er, you go to the house and bring a stool to me." Zhiyao said.

Chun'er entered the house and placed the stool next to the pillar, and Zhiyao stepped on the stool. Chun'er on the side said worriedly: "Auntie, if you don't let the slave and maid wipe it, this is the slave's work, how can you let you do it." Zhiyao put the wet wipes in the basin at Xiaoheduan's end and said to Chun'er while exerting force: "No need, I'm taller than you, even if you come up, it won't help, now in the palace, we are a few of us, you can take care of each other below." ”

Zhiyao stretched out his hand to wipe the dust on the pillar and asked, "Chun'er, have you wiped the dust off the pillar?" Chun'er looked up and said, "The bottom one is wiped off, but the top one is still there." Zhiyao heard Chun'er say this, and tiptoed to wipe the dust on it.

Chun'an and Zhuanghu came to Xianfu Palace with two pots of red plums and Qingyu carrying a tool on their shoulders, and Zhuanghu shrunk his neck and said, "It's so windy and cold." Saying that, he shuddered, and Chun'an said with a smile: "Wait for you to be hot later." ”

The three of them stood at the gate of Xianfu Palace and saw that Yao was tiptoeing to wipe the pillar, one palace maid was talking on the side, and the other palace was carrying a basin of water, and the strange thing was that the palace maid who was carrying the water poured some water on the side of the stool for some reason. The stool under Yao's feet began to be a little unstable and swayed from side to side, seeing that the person was about to fall off it, Chun'er and Xiaohe were so frightened that Chun'er and Xiaohe quickly dodged and screamed loudly beside them, and Zhiyao himself stood on it and shouted loudly for help.

Here, Qingyu had a premonition that danger was about to happen when Xiaohe poured water, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly. Qingyu threw down the bamboo basket and ladder in his hand, but the ladder smashed into Zhuanghu's arms.

Knocking over the red plum in Zhuanghu's arms in the porcelain basin on the ground and shattering, Qingyu couldn't care so much and quickly ran up and hugged Zhiyao off the stool.

The danger was lifted, and everyone's hanging hearts finally calmed down, and several people hurriedly surrounded them. It's just that Qingyu still hugged Zhiyao tightly, and Zhiyao instinctively grabbed Qingyu's shoulder.

Chun'an went up and gently patted Qingyu's shoulder and whispered, "It's okay, can you let go." Zhiyao woke up from the fright first, and subconsciously slapped Qingyu and scolded in his mouth: "Indecent." ”

Qingyu was woken up by a slap, and quickly put Zhiyao out of his arms, the ground was full of water that Xiaohe had just poured into the water, and Zhiyao stood unsteadily, and his eyes were almost about to fall to the ground again, Qingyu took the first step to hug Zhiyao's waist to save the day.

In front of so many people, Yao was hugged by strange men one after another, ashamed, and slapped Qingyu in the face again, Qingyu was slapped twice and only felt that his face was hot.

Zhiyao looked at Qingyu and scolded: "Despicable, shameless, and filthy, today I will do the right thing for heaven and eliminate harm for the people, and correct the law on the spot for you, a subordinate person." Zhiyao shouted loudly, "Someone." Several calls went unanswered.

Zhiyao was so angry that Chun'an hurriedly pulled Qingyu to kneel on the ground and begged for mercy, and Zhuanghu saw Qingyu and Chun'an kneeling on the ground and didn't pick up the broken porcelain basin, so he knelt on the ground not far away.

No one agreed, so Yao looked around for something that could be taken into his hands and was ready to punish Qingyu, looked around and saw the firewood knife that Qingyu had just thrown on the ground, stepped forward to pick up the firewood knife and rushed over.