The archsteward walked in and knelt down.

Xining copied the book: "It's just in time, are my tables and chairs ready?" ”

The chief steward was stunned, did he really create such a thing? It looks weird, just like the village butcher's board, every time he goes to buy pork, the butcher cuts up the pig and sells it.

Of course, I can't say that I haven't done it yet, and I can only find a reason: "The things that Miss uses are naturally good." It's still in a hurry! ”

"Looks like you're still too busy. It just so happened that I asked Ah Kui to help you, so let her do it. Xining stopped writing and looked at him: "Is there anything else?" ”

The chief steward was speechless for a moment, but he couldn't just leave it at that. So he said: "I am the chief steward sent here by the Taoist elder, does the young lady not trust me when she does this?" ”

Xining thought about it sideways, put down the pen, and stood up: "Of course not, I'm also tired of writing, and I just went out for a walk, I don't know if you would like to accompany me to the yard to have a look?" You know, I've just arrived, and I haven't been to many places. ”

It was a lot of places I didn't go to, and I went to the kitchen every day. But those dishes, cooked in a weird way, taste good.

"It's a small honor." The chief steward stood up and groveled beside him.

Xining walked slowly in front, followed by Ah Ling and the other maids. Walking into the courtyard, the servant with a knife who was squatting there saw it and took the initiative to follow. It's their job, follow the master.

Xining strolled leisurely: "I remember that you were recommended by Mrs. Lunzi before, so you were sent here." ”

"Miss Zunko knows, too?" The chief steward has even more confidence in his heart, since he knows that he is Mrs. Lunzi's person and sent by the Taoist elder, he should take back his fate.

Yes, in the memory of the owner, this steward is very rich.

The chief steward humbled himself slightly proudly: "Thanks to Mrs. Lunzi's respect and the trust of the Taoist elder, it has been five years since the little one was sent here." The little one did his best and never slacked off......"

Nozomi listened quietly, walked under the cherry blossom tree, stopped, hooked the corners of his mouth, and turned around: "You, stand there and don't move!" ”

Then he took two steps back, smiled and took two steps back: "Stand still." ”

"Miss Zunzi, what do you mean?" The chief steward stood there, a little confused by the second monk.

Xining still smiled: "Come on, take him down!" ”

The two servants with knives were stunned, and Ah Ling next to them reacted quickly: "What are you still doing in a daze, didn't you hear?" ”

Elder Dao said that they all listened to Miss Zunzi. So the servants went up, one on the left and the other on the right, and took the steward on the right and on the right.

The chief steward struggled a few times to no avail, raised his head and asked in astonishment, "Miss Zunzi, what are you doing here?" ”

Xinin turned around and turned his back: "I'll go and write a letter, and you will gag him, tie him up, and send it to my father." ”

"Miss Zunzi, Miss Zunzi, misunderstanding, everything is a misunderstanding, I haven't done anything, Miss Zunzi...... "The servant with the knife didn't have anything to gag for a while, so he took off his socks, stuffed them into the mouth of the big pipe, and put them down.......

It happened that the cherry blossoms were blooming at this time, and Xining looked at the cherry blossoms that had just bloomed on the tree, and couldn't help but regret: "If you want to write a letter, you have to stop reading it first." ”

Miss Zunzi actually tied up the chief steward...... When Saemon arrived, the young lady was putting down her pen and stuffing the letter with raw edge paper into the envelope.

"You're just in time, go back and give this letter to my father, and that fellow." Xining dripped the candle water on the seal, cooled it slightly, and handed it to Ah Ling.

Looking at the letter handed to him, Saemon nodded sharply and took it.

"There is also this matter, which must not be spread out, especially his family, in case he escapes with his own smuggling." Xining handed another letter to Ah Ling: "Please give this letter to my mother. ”

Saemon was stunned for a moment, saluted again, took the letter, then stood up and left in a hurry.

That night, the two fast riders arrived at the Fujiwara Mansion at night, and a hemp bag was thrown off the horse's back, never moving and the muffled hum inside, you can roughly judge that it was a person inside.

"Is Dao Master here?" Saemon strode inside, followed by a servant carrying a sack.

Fujiwara Michicho took the letter and opened it. The face that washed off the lead powder became more and more ugly, and finally slapped his thigh violently, and yelled at the big steward who was tied up and stuffed with socks in his mouth: "How dare you do this! He was sent to the government and interrogated severely. Let me spit out everything he eats. ”

Immediately, two servants with knives stepped forward and dragged the frightened paralyzed man out.

As mentioned in the letter, the chief steward has a real estate outside, and a hundred acres of good land. There are also two private houses, both of which have outer rooms.

The others were not written, but the wise people could immediately know how it was possible that with the monthly silver of the chief steward, in just five years, there was so much money to buy land and raise the outer room.

There is no need for the chief steward to say anything, just take it into the official mansion, anyway, you only need to say hello, and anything can be pry out of the prisoner's mouth.

Saemon pulled out another letter: "This is a letter from Miss Thonko to Mrs. Akiko." "As a domestic servant, you must be faithful to your master, and his master is a Taoist master.

Fujiwara Michicho took the letter, but nothing was written on the envelope. After hesitating for a moment, he still asked someone to call Mrs. Akiko. He could have taken it apart first, but it wasn't necessary. Mrs. Akiko came to read the letter, and as long as he wanted to know, Mrs. Akiko did not dare not tell him.

After Mrs. Mingzi opened the letter, she said directly while reading it: "Zunzi said that this steward is not good at doing things. She had been reading and sitting for a long time, and her legs hurt a little, so she asked to make a slightly higher table, but she didn't get it done after a few days. When he was serving Xianxin at that time, he didn't know if he was so lazy, so he sent it back to the Taoist master......"

Mrs. Akiko paused, and suddenly understood something.

Her son Xianxin went to say that he was going to go to Qingqing, but he went to the monk's temple and became a monk. By the time I found out, the hair had fallen and it was too late. And this guy seems to have been sent to the village soon after this incident, about a month later. I heard that it was recommended by Mrs. Lunzi!

Suddenly his hands trembled with anger, and the letter paper trembled like the leaves in the autumn wind.

Fujiwara Michicho also heard it, if he couldn't hear this, the officialdom of these decades would be in vain.

He frowned slightly, it was really restless, and the fighting at home was no less than in the palace.

But still with a pleasant eyebrow, when he didn't know what to do, he said, "What is written in the back?" ”

Mrs. Mingzi could only endure her anger and continued to watch: "Zunzi said, Ah Kui is my old man, he is doing things safely, and he has no son, so he can take over the position of the chief steward, please show me." ”

Fujiwara Michicho nodded: "Well, it's good for Zunko to do this." What does Madame mean? ”

Mrs. Mingzi comforted in her heart: "This person was sent by the adult at that time, or is it up to the adult to decide." ”

Fujiwara Michicho then said, "This person has been arrested by me and sent to the government because of his greed for ink, and he will be interrogated strictly." Well, this position, since Zunzi said that Ah Kui can, then Ah Kui will try to do it. ”