Jiang Fengyi put the burden in his hand on the firewood stack on his side, and said to him: "I will put the things you sent to you from home, you don't need to chop wood tomorrow, go to the cavalry camp to report." ”

Jiang Fengyi can train horses, and his equestrian skills have been good since he was a child, He Haoqian didn't plan to waste this talent from the beginning, let him chop wood, and just wanted to sharpen his temperament.

Jiang Fengyi was stunned, the axe was not held carelessly, and it fell from his hand.

He looked at He Haoqian in a daze, his face full of shock.

He Haoqian looked at him like this, but his expression was a little similar to that when he heard that the old marquis gave him a foal.

He touched his nose and said seriously: "You don't have to be too excited, although the cavalry battalion is ......"

"Did I get something at home?" Jiang Fengyi suddenly roared, shocked and excited.

Then, in a few steps, he pounced and snatched the burden, looking at the burden with eyes that were still a little incredulous, as if the burden contained the elixir.

He Haoqian: "......"

It's his own passion.

It turned out that the cavalry battalion that shook the imperial city couldn't withstand a few clothes and a few catties of beef jerky.

*

At the same time, in the Wenchang Marquis Mansion, Feng Lanyu had just sent the monthly examples of the two months to everyone.

I sent myself twenty taels, Meizizi.

Feng Lanyu sent a century-old ginseng stored in the library to the old marquis, and picked out some common and incorrect gifts and sent them to King Qing's mansion.

After all, the old marquis is raised in their house, and it is necessary to send something every once in a while.

When she prepared things for the old marquis, she also prepared things for Jiang Fengyi by the way.

In contrast, Jiang Fengyi's is much simpler, in the training task in the barracks, in addition to bringing him some broken silver, it is to prepare some clothes, shoes and socks, as well as some snacks that can be stored for storage, or plasters for healing, etc., in addition to these, other Feng Lanyu can't think of it for the time being.

However, seeing that it was autumn and the weather was forgiven, she prepared two sets of thick bedding for Jiang Fengyi.

Feng Lanyu usually works in the small pavilion of Linhu Courtyard, but later felt cold, so he changed the piano room next to Jiang Fengyi's study and changed it to his own study.

After all, there are only a few south-facing houses, and the other rooms are a little sunny, too yin, she doesn't like it.

When renovating the study, Bichun Biyue and other big girls around the prince also came over and said: "This is the piano room of the prince, you occupy it, where are these pianos going to be moved?" When the prince comes back, he will definitely be angry. ”

Feng Lanyu asked someone to move those things to the warehouse of Linhu Courtyard, and patiently reasoned with the two of them: "First of all, he has to come back, right?" ”

Two maids: "......"

Feng Lanyu said again: "Secondly, even if he can come back, if he wants to be angry, he will be angry with me, you just do your duty, what do you care?" ”

Bichun is a little instigated by this Mrs. Shizi, she always feels that this Mrs. Shizi is a bit evil.

Biyue was not afraid, and wanted to say a few more words.

was glared at by Xiao Li: "What's the matter with the two of you, no big or small, now that Mrs. Shizi is in charge, you are so verbose, or don't be an errand in Linhu Courtyard, right?" How wronged are you? ”

Biyue: "......"

The original Mrs. Chen and the others could still stop it, but now the young lady really can't stop it.

Feng Lanyu didn't go too far, she was just worried that she wouldn't pay attention to it on weekdays, and she would break those expensive pianos, as well as some valuable ornaments, and she couldn't afford to pay for any of them;

Originally, Jiang Beiyu hated her, if she knew that her hard-won painting had been given away, and if she broke the piano or something, it was estimated that she would kill Feng Lanyu in a few minutes.

After removing all these valuables, she rearranged the room, placing a low couch by the windowsill, as well as a pot of verdant rich bamboo, and a small fish tank on the mahogany desk, which was pleasing to the eye.

By the way, the dark blue curtains were replaced with moon white, and a bunch of books and travelogues were placed on the ancient wooden bookshelf, and then he stopped.

didn't overdo it, otherwise she would have wanted to change all the window paper.

If it weren't for the fear of being killed by Jiang Beiyu.

Xiao Li moved the account book in the house and put it on the table.

Feng Lanyu had a headache when she looked at these account books, she thought about it and said, "It's the Mid-Autumn Festival soon, is there an account of the expenses of the Mid-Autumn Festival in previous years?" ”

Xiao Li said: "There is a list here that records the purchase of festivals in Fuzhong, Miss, you can see if this is it." ”

Feng Lanyu took the account book, opened it and looked at it carefully.

The more I watched, the more shocked I became.

"This Hou Mansion has a Mid-Autumn Festival, and it will cost more than 10,000 yuan?"

Feng Lanyu was simply convinced, the situation of greedy ink in this house is really serious.

Xiao Li didn't expect that, she just sighed and said: "It is worthy of being the first Hou Mansion in the capital, it is really magnificent." ”

Feng Lanyu glanced at her angrily, and then sighed: "It seems that I have to increase my salary, according to this standard, Mrs. Shizi only receives ten taels of silver per month, which is still too little." ”

It's all tiring work, but these ten taels of silver are not enough for her to drink a meal of Qiongyu porridge.

After watching last year's Mid-Autumn Festival, Feng Lanyu probably had a number in her heart, and now that most of the managers in the house have changed, she decided to gather them tomorrow to discuss this matter.

Although the situation in the house is not as good as before, the holidays still have to be passed, relatives and friends who should move around have to move around, and preparations for the holiday ceremony have to begin.

Speaking of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Feng Lanyu suddenly remembered something: "By the way, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, do the young masters and ladies in the house all have to come back?" ”

Looking at Feng Lanyu's nervous expression, Xiao Li nodded: "I heard that it was the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, and the old marquis asked them all to come back, but I don't know this year." ”

Feng Lanyu sighed again.

The biggest reason why she is comfortable these days is because these cannon fodder ancestors are not in the mansion.

The old marquis has three sons and three daughters, the son Jiang Beiyu will definitely not be able to come back, Jiang Fengyi is in the military camp, and he can't come back, the third son Jiang Fengjin is studying in Simen Academy, the academy will have a holiday every festival, and this ancestor will definitely come back.

The eldest daughter Jiang Yan was born to Mrs. Chen, after the accident in the Hou Mansion, Jiang Yan was sent to his grandfather Pingyang Bo's mansion to borrow, and he has not come back until now, it is estimated that Mrs. Chen has been dragging her face with Pingyang Bo, just because she is thinking about her daughter.

The eldest daughter Jiang Qingwan, this brainless cannon fodder who is used to death, lives in a friend's house all day long in order to chase a drama, let alone her, Feng Lanyu has a headache when she hears this name.

If you want to say who is the best at death in this mansion, Jiang Fengyi is good, and this Jiang Qingwan is the real one.

There is also a concubine, not yet ten years old, living in a partial courtyard with her aunt, who was bullied and scared by Mrs. Chen in the past, and stayed in the yard all day long without going out, except for the days when Feng Lanyu just married into the house and fell ill, the aunt quietly came to visit once, and never saw their mother and daughter again, living as if they were transparent people.

In this way, except for Jiang Fengjin, who will return home because of the academy holiday, and the little lady who lives in the side courtyard, there is a high probability that the other cannon fodder will not come back.

Thinking of this, Feng Lanyu stroked his heart and exhaled.

Fortunately, as long as these cannon fodder don't appear in a pile, she feels that she can still be saved!

You can still work in the Hou Mansion for a year or two!