The rainy season in Gangnam is always delicate and long, but this year seems to be an exception. It was supposed to be the next half of the month, but who knew that it was a vigorous rain and a sunny day.

The laziness of spring begins to dissipate, and the heat is getting stronger.

The post station here had almost been destroyed due to the Wei ambush that day, so Mi Xing and Qin Xinxin and their party all lived in the home of the local prefect.

After entering the mansion, Qin Xinxin was separated from Mi Xing. She was led to wash and get dressed. After the meal and the hot bath, I saw a few maidservants send new clothes to change, but it was a set of extremely gorgeous and cumbersome deep clothes, the upper body was a green silk yarn placket jacket, and the lower body was a rust red bright gold engraved silk sixteen skirts, all of which were long-sleeved skirts.

She used to dress up as a man at home, and the only time she wore women's clothes at that time was also an ordinary short brown, where had she ever seen such a rich outfit. Originally, I wanted to tell the maid to step back, but when I saw such layers of clothes, I knew that it would not work if I didn't stay, so I waved them up.

The girl in the lead is tall and tall, with a noble body, and a pair of picky eyes go straight to Qin Xinxin, which actually has a bit of the character of Mrs. Song.

"What do you call a girl?" The handmaid asked her.

Qin Xinxin didn't answer, just raised her hand and motioned for her to dress herself.

Seeing that Qin Xinxin ignored herself, the maid still refused to give up, and asked again.

Ever since she met Mrs. Song, Qin Xinxin found that she had developed a new skill, which was to pretend to be deaf and dumb. No matter how noisy they were, she could watch them stumble calmly, not angry at all, but a little funny, but she just looked at her quietly, and saw that the maid's heart was empty.

It's a pity that this maid doesn't know Mrs. Song, otherwise the two of them would have a common language, and they would have complained about Qin Xinxin's ghostly stinky problem together.

However, she didn't have the confidence of Qin Xinxin, although she was unwilling, she could only serve with her hands after the stalemate, but she still didn't give up: "The girl doesn't speak, isn't she a dumb person or a deaf person?" Could it be that they don't understand our official language? ”

Qin Xinxin ignored it, her eyes were staring at the maid's movements, carefully remembering the order. She knew it was probably the garment of the ladies of the city. If I arrived at the Qin family, I am afraid that I would have many opportunities to wear such clothes in the future. A little maid in the prefect's yamen dared to take care of herself with such a trivial matter as dressing, if she didn't prepare one or two hands and stayed in the Qin Mansion, the group of girls who stepped on the bottom and held her high would not have to be eaten alive?

However, Qin Xinxin saw that the servant official spoke standardly, the clothes were neat, the birth was quite beautiful, and she looked arrogant, so she knew in her heart that she might not be an ordinary sprinkler and sweeper.

The prefect sent her to serve herself, and I am afraid that Xiang Zhuang danced the sword with the intention of Pei Gong, in order to tie up the two brothers. Therefore, the girl looked at herself with ill intentions, and wanted to talk from her mouth, but who knew that she would not accept this stubble at all, so she was a little angry.

However, although her mouth was poisonous, the movements in her hands were still quite neat, and she helped Qin Xinxin finish dressing up in two clicks.

Qin Xinxin looked at the bronze mirror, and saw that there was nothing wrong with his body, so he finally spoke: "Okay, you all go down, there is no need to keep people in my house." ”

"You..." Seeing Qin Xinxin suddenly speak, her voice was clear, her speech was clear, and her official language was also standard, and she immediately reacted, and her feelings were disdainful of talking to her just now!

Seeing that she was commanding again, her tone of voice seemed to be the same as that of a subordinate person, and she couldn't figure out the origin of Qin Xinxin, so she stood on the spot angrily, not knowing what to do for a while.

This... This... After using the means of driving her away, it was beyond the reach of Mrs. Fuzhong, at least that one still had some face, but now this one doesn't care about face at all!

Qin Xinxin was right. This maid's mother was originally the companion of the old lady of the prefect's house, and her father was the housekeeper in the house, and she was more expensive than the girls from ordinary ordinary people's families outside. Besides, she is the youngest daughter of the family, pampered since childhood, the original companion room was not willing to let her daughter come in and then be a slave seedling, until the old lady said that she wanted to ask for a room for the master, and she could be carried as an aunt when she gave birth to a son in the future, so she specially sent it in, raised in front of the old lady, and waited for the future to be opened by the master. Thinking about it for the sake of the old lady's face, the lady didn't dare to lose her face.

Who knew that the envoys of Dawan passed by, and they made such a big deal under the rule of their master!

Later, someone finally found it, but the prefect's heart had not yet been put down, for fear that the Dawan people would trouble him if they disagreed, which was a thorn in the coffin that the Wei people were afraid of. In the early years, the Ye people were beaten by the Wei people, half of the country fell into Wei, and now even the capital has been lost, and now the whole country is counting on the Dawan people to make a move, where dare to offend, that is, the Dawan people killed themselves with a knife, and the court will only applaud.

Therefore, I heard that the Dawan people were looking for a few maids to serve, and the prefect was busy and ordered his wife to pack and send all the beautiful and capable maids in the family, even if one of them could be used by the Dawan people, there would be more possibilities for his head to be saved.

The master's proposal was in the heart of Mrs., she had already looked at the warblers and Yanyan in the house unpleasantly, especially the daughter of the old lady's room, who did not look like a maid, but like a deputy lady, looking delicate, and she had to make Xizi's disgusting appearance every day, but because of filial piety and virtuous name, she couldn't find an excuse to attack her for the time being; Now that the prefect has instructed, can the lady pack up these girls and send them away quickly?

Poor prefect where could he think of this, so this servant's heart is higher than the sky, and when he heard that he was going to serve not the Dawan people, but a Yeren woman who had been pulled by the Dawan people in the wilderness, she had a mind that she shouldn't have for a while.

Before the servant girl could say more, another old servant girl quickly pulled her sleeve and motioned her to stop.

But it was still a little late, and I heard a middle-aged man in Dawan costume walk in, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, but his mouth was an authentic Ye language: "I heard before I came that Ye is a country of etiquette, and Ye people are the most important rules and etiquette, and now it is really eye-opening!" The subordinates of this prefect's family talked to their masters, and their mouths were full of you, you, and they were really insightful! In our Dawan, when we met such a slave who dared to talk back to the master, I would have dragged it down and killed her. ”

The prefect of Ye Guo, who came in closely, was stabbed in the face by his words, as if he had opened a dye shop, and it was colorful. The prefect Lord Wu hurriedly shouted: "Come on, come on, hurry up and drag this girl down and beat her to death!" ”

"No need!" Qin Xinxin suddenly stopped the person with a loud voice.

She walked over, glanced at the strange Dawan man, and said calmly in Dawan: "I'm not her master, so it doesn't seem wrong to talk to me like 'you, you, you'." I would like to ask this adult, I don't know what to call you? Why did you come to me? ”