"Miss, the old slaves have sent everything you want, and they all know how to grow them." The housekeeper led the group into Anyuan, and everyone had something in their hands, as well as people carrying plants.

Regardless of whether it is suitable for planting this month or not, as long as Wen Xian'an wants it, they will not let go of this opportunity, and they will do it to the extent that Wen Xian'an is satisfied.

"Steward Wen, why did you bring so many things?" Wen Xian'an looked at the originally empty courtyard and instantly had a lot of things, all of which were still placed in an orderly manner.

"It's all a light girl's arrangement." Steward Wen replied truthfully.

He is an old man here, and he is also deeply trusted by Wen Chao, so it is normal to be called a light girl.

Qingling smiled mischievously at Wen Xian'an, "Miss, you just look at the light and agile arrangement, I guarantee that it will not be bad." ”

Qingling's mind is simple, and his ability to do things will not be bad, because following Wen Xian'an's side, Wen Xian'an has taught Qingling a lot of things, for the books he reads, and the words he learns, he is comparable to a young lady from a small family.

Selling your children to some good families not only gives you more than two pieces of silver, but maybe your children can also be reused by their masters, which is already the main choice of some poor people.

"Then leave it to the light." Wen Xian'an is also relieved and light, no matter which aspect of her she is, she is relieved.

If there is a chance, Wen Xian'an also wants to find a good family for Qingling, in order to accompany her in the previous life, Qingling should not go out of the palace to marry, Wen Xian'an has no way to take her, so she can only come with this little girl.

Steward Wen also arrived and walked in front of Wen Xian'an.

"Miss, everything has been prepared, and the old slave has left." Steward Wen bent down and said to Wen Xian'an.

"Thank you, Steward Wen, for being busy with this." Wen Xian'an expressed her gratitude.

Wen Xian'an is respectful of this old slave who has worked all her life in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and since she was born, Steward Wen has been working here.

Steward Wen also smiled and retreated, his face could show wrinkles when he laughed, and he walked slowly, and it could be seen that he was already old.

"Light, I'll take a nap." Wen Xian'an told Qing Ling this and returned to his room.

Light Spirit also began to command these people.

"It's planted over there."

"This swing is out there, and it's going to look better."

"Alright, Breeze, our craft won't disappoint you." And the people agreed.

Some of these people are from the Wen Mansion, and some of them are invited from outside, and their current job is to make Wen Xian'an's courtyard well.

Qingling was directing them, but his tone did not have the domineering feeling of the other big girls, but they all talked to them well, and they worked harder, but they couldn't let this beautiful little girl down.

Qingling came out with sour plum juice.

"Everyone has worked hard, drink some sour plum juice and make it again."

Making sour plum juice, which is also a craft taught to her by Wen Xian'an, is naturally delicious.

Hearing Qingling's words, they all came over and lined up in an orderly manner, gulping down, and couldn't help but praise Qingling's craftsmanship.

"The girl's craftsmanship is so good, she deserves to be the person next to the young lady."

Qingling scratched her head a little shyly, there were a large group of men in front of her, complimenting her like this, and she was very close to her, and she could smell the sweat on their bodies.

"It's all taught to me by Miss." lightly pushed Wen Xian'an, and he was also telling the truth.

The fact itself was given to her by Wen Xian'an.

The main reason why she admires her young lady is that Wen Xian'an knows a lot of people, and she is very good.

"The eldest lady is amazing!"

"Light, give them snacks to eat, not just drink and not eat." Wen Xian'an took a nap for a while and walked out, and when he saw that these people were drinking sour plum soup, he also prompted Qingling to prepare some snacks for them.

These are all people who are here to do things, and Wen Xian'an can't treat them badly, at least not if they can't be starved.

"Miss, the snacks are all prepared for you, and there are not many, so why don't you send some from the kitchen."

Wen Xian'an has a small kitchen here, and the snacks prepared are all prepared for Wen Xian'an, and Qingling doesn't want to let them eat the snacks prepared for Wen Xian'an.

"It's okay, I'll let the kitchen do it later, but that's really not enough, let the kitchen in the house send some more." Wen Xian'an didn't care if it was for her, she wasn't hungry now.

"Miss, you can't help it." They also heard what Qingling said, and knew that this snack was specially prepared for Wen Xian'an, and they were embarrassed to eat it if they were rough people, or they were subordinates, where could they eat Miss's things.

"Don't look outside, you're all doing manual work, but you can't go hungry." Wen Xian'an smiled lightly and spoke softly, so that these people were grateful when they heard Wen Xian'an's words.

The light spirit also made people send several different plates of dim sum, all of which are delicate pastries, and they are also what women generally like to eat.

It was the first time they had been able to taste such a delicious dim sum.

"Why don't you eat it?" Wen Xian'an saw that no one had eaten, but wrapped the dim sum in a piece of cloth.

The man smiled innocently and scratched his head, "Miss Hui, the slave's daughter likes to eat dim sum, such a beautiful dim sum, if the slave brings it back, her daughter must be very happy." ”

Wen Xian'an was inexplicably moved when she heard his words, she could see that what this person said was heartfelt, and she didn't mean to lie to her.

That girl must be happy.

"You eat, I'll have someone pack one for each of you to take home, there's no shortage in the kitchen." Wen Xian'an will not treat them badly.

"Thank you, miss." The minions in the house bent down, and the ones outside hugged their fists.

At this moment, they clearly understood that Jingzhong's evaluation of Wen Xian'an was still too low, and they thought that Wen Xian'an, as the eldest lady in the prime minister's mansion, not only did not have the temper of the eldest lady, but also behaved very well.

Crucially, it was the first time they had seen such a beautiful woman.

Wen Xian'an also watched them do things, and the courtyard was modified like this, which was indeed much better-looking.

"It's a lot more refined." Wen Xian'an is also satisfied with the current arrangement.

What Wen Xian'an likes the most is the swing, she can also sit on the swing when she has nothing to do.

Qingling was very happy to see that Wen Xian'an was satisfied.

It was already night when the arrangement was completely completed, Wen Xian'an asked them to stay and eat before letting the housekeeper take them away, and the people outside also had to pay their salaries.

"Miss, the Blue Moon County Lord has sent an invitation letter." A maid trotted over and handed the letter to Wen Xian'an.