That's all for the time being, it's hard for her to say more!

Zhou Mu had a calm face, "Okay, I promise you, the key is received." ”

Yun Xiangrong didn't take the key first, but asked Chu'er to inform the people in the mansion to come to her courtyard to talk about things.

Even the grounded Qing Niang was present.

"What is the young lady going to do when you gather everyone?"

"I don't know."

"Chu'er doesn't say it."

In the courtyard, everyone was talking.

When Yun Xiangrong and Zhou Mu appeared at the door, everyone shut up.

Qing Niang quietly raised her eyes to peek at the two, and when she saw the two standing together and looked very compatible, she was crazy with jealousy, and she squeezed her palms hard to remind herself not to lose her temper.

Yun Xiangrong first said Zhou Muyun's three conditions, and then said: "The mansion is in charge of me again, and I have the final say on the size of the back house, even if it is a young master, I must not interfere in the slightest." Everyone should do what they should and should not do, they all remember it in their hearts, and if they commit something, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless. ”

Yun Xiangrong's expression was cold, and her face could only be regarded as medium-sized, but those eyes were shining, and where her gaze swept, everyone subconsciously lowered their eyes and didn't dare to look at her.

"What, what's really going on, it's not the young master who has the final say." Someone muttered.

In the silent courtyard, this low voice is as obvious as the morning bell and dusk drum.

"Who said that? Don't hide, stand up and say it. Yun Xiangrong's expression was cold, his eyes swept over everyone, and everyone was too frightened to speak.

She scanned everyone, and everyone didn't squeak.

The people who each lowered their heads had their own thoughts, and Qing Niang saw that there were people who didn't have to go out by themselves, and someone made a stumbling block for Yun Xiangrong, and the curvature of the corners of her mouth couldn't help but expand.

"If the person who spoke can't come out today, then he won't have to leave." Yun Xiangrong saw that everyone had their own thoughts, but no one recognized them, so Yun Xiangrong directly called Chu'er to move a stool to sit down.

The sun was in the middle of the sky, and the scorching sun made the people standing in the courtyard more and more anxious, especially looking at Yun Xiangrong and Zhou Mu leisurely drinking tea, and their hearts were even more annoyed.

The whining sound also sounded in small pieces.

Someone in the crowd gritted their teeth and stepped forward.

I only heard her say softly: "The slave has no other meaning, even if Mrs. wants to take care of the back house, she can't go her own way, she has to listen to the young master, and please forgive Mrs. for your sins and let everyone go back to work." ”

Zhou Mu had three concubines, and it was one of them who spoke.

"Good." Yun Xiangrong smiled suddenly, the light in his eyes flowed, and everyone was stunned.

Only then did they realize that the young lady was so beautiful and moving.

The smile on the corner of Yun Xiangrong's mouth became more and more gentle, "Since you think I did something wrong, how about you sit in this lady's seat?" ”

Hearing this, the Tongfang knelt on the ground with a puff, "The slave doesn't dare." ”

"Don't you dare to talk back to me just now, come on, slap your mouth." Yun Xiangrong smiled and drank lowly.

When the words fell, everyone didn't move, Chu Er quickly walked to the room when she saw this, and raised her hand to slap her down a few times, making her dizzy.

"Let's try again." Yun Xiangrong waved his hand to signal Chu'er to stop, and said with a smile.

"Slave ......"

"Keep fighting." As soon as she spoke, she was interrupted by Yun Xiangrong.

After a few more slaps, Tongfang's face was swollen.

"The young lady spares her life, but the slave doesn't dare." The room cried out, his voice muffled.

"Dragged it down and locked it up, and sold it back to the hair." Yun Xiangrong waved his hand and said coldly.

This time, no one dared to delay any longer, so he stepped forward and grabbed Tongfang's hand and dragged it out.