The autumn is high and cool, the grass and trees are sparse, and the noon sun is shining and people can't open their eyes.

In the garden of the Zhiyong Mansion, a group of maids are giggling on the swing.

These teenage girls have to stay with their masters most of the time, even if they don't work, they have to behave, and only at noon, when the masters are taking a nap, can they come out to take a breath.

This garden is far away from the residences of the masters, so it has become a good place for the maids to play.

At this moment, a maid is standing on a swing, and a group of people below are surrounding her like stars holding the moon.

"You're trying hard! Didn't you even eat? "The maid on the swing seems to be a little dissatisfied with not swinging high enough, but she is a good swinger.

She stood on a high place with sharp eyes, and saw someone coming over there, with a flat head and a small face, and a thin body, it was the maid of the five girls.

"It's really a narrow road!" The thin lips of the maid on the swing are slightly lifted, her eyes are round, the tails of the eyes are deep and slightly raised, and they are a pair of pheasant eyes.

When you squint slightly, it looks very dark.

The others also followed her gaze and saw Chunjiao.

Although the maids are all slaves, they are actually divided into three, six, nine and so on.

A first-class maid like Qiu Yun is accompanied by the housewife, and her status is naturally high.

Chunjiao is also a first-class maid, but she is serving the fifth lady, and she is naturally inferior to Qiuyun in the eyes of everyone.

However, there are also a few honest people, knowing that although this Qiuyun has not been in the mansion for a long time, he is the most sour and ruthless, so he wants to say a good word for Chunjiao: "We are all in the same mansion, and we see each other every day, so forget it!" ”

Another person said: "Don't look at these five girls as fatherless and motherless, but they are the most favored in front of the old lady." It's very ugly, and it's not easy to get along with. ”

Qiu Yun listened, but it was like adding fuel to the fire, and snorted coldly: "I, what kind of master is she?" It's just that the lady is kind-hearted and takes her in. That Chunjiao opened her mouth and closed her mouth to say that Miss Fifth is the hero of our house, it's really a shame that she can say it! I'm so scared for her! ”

"Sister Qiuyun, you don't know yet, right? These five young ladies are rich! I heard from the mother-in-law in the house that the Wei family, the king of Qingxi, gave her a lot of valuable things, and these five young ladies were also generous, not to mention the masters, even the two girls with her were rewarded with several feet of makeup and satin! Another newcomer said, her tone full of envy.

"That's right, I've seen it," said another third-class maid who had served in the mansion for many years, "and it was so beautiful, like a piece of colorful glow." If I can make a wedding dress and wear it on my body, it will be worth my immediate death. ”

Qiu Yun's eyes couldn't help but roll, he didn't expect Chun Jiao to have such a good thing in her hand. Her sister Qiuxia is about to get married, and her in-law's family grows osmanthus outside the south gate, which is richer than her own family.

Qiuyun's mother is also a good-looking person, afraid that her daughter will be bullied when she marries, so she is tightly focused on the dowry.

But his family has so much money, and he has a son who has not married a daughter-in-law, and the dowry he can buy is limited.

Qiu Yun is most like her mother, and now that she has entered the Duke's Palace, she can't wait to write the words "The maid of the master of the Zhiyong Mansion" on her face, so that people can know her identity.

She had already known that Bao was going home in a few days.

Large families will give their servants a day or two off a month, and the Zhiyong Mansion is no exception.

"If I can bring back the makeup and clothes for my sister to make a wedding dress when I go home, then the Fuji family can't welcome my sister into the door like a bodhisattva?" Qiu Yun thought beautifully in his heart.

Chunjiao didn't pass by here for fun, she wanted to go to the pulp washing room and take the table and chairs from the house.

She was a first-class maid, so she didn't have to do such trivial work. But because she thought that the washing was all a few small pieces, if the maids of the faction came, they would be lost carelessly, and it was better for her to come by herself.

She also saw Qiu Yun and the others, thinking that she had quarreled with her before, and she didn't want to have another incident, so she deliberately lowered her head and prepared to walk over quietly.

Seeing her like this, Qiu Yun became more proud.

It seems that Mrs. Weiyining's words before she beat Wei Yining clearly worked, she only needed to say those two words in front of Mrs., and their masters and slaves could only suffer.

No wonder people say that they would rather be slaves than little girls. Although the feather was light, it was inserted in the arrow, and he stepped forward to ask Chunjiao for makeup and satin, but he didn't believe that she dared not hand it over.

"You call her here," Qiu Yun instructed the maid beside her, "Everyone is here, she can't see anything!" ”

So someone shouted: "Sister Chunjiao, come and play!" ”

Chunjiao had to stand still, with a little smile on her face, and said politely: "No, I still have work to do!" Have fun! "As he spoke, he raised his feet and was about to leave.

Seeing her like this, Qiuyun couldn't help but hate, got off the swing, and walked straight to Chunjiao.

Chunjiao saw her menacing, and her heart was also beating a drum. The main reason is that she doesn't want to implicate the fifth lady and renew the matter of serving the master.

"Chunjiao, what are you going to do?" Qiuyun stood in front of Chunjiao and asked arrogantly.

Chunjiao didn't want to have another dispute, so she endured her and replied to her: "I'm going to the pulp washing room." ”

Qiu Yun asked with a smile: "Mingren doesn't say dark words, I heard that you have a piece of makeup satin in your hand, my sister is going to get married next month, can you give it to me first?" I'll give it back to you later. ”

When Chunjiao heard her say this, she couldn't help but chuckle in her heart, she originally kept the makeup and satin as her dowry.

But a few months ago, my mother asked Brother Yinsuo to send her a message, saying that her younger brother was going to school and had no decent restraints. Her father wanted to find an errand for the North Gate Tower, and he didn't have a decent gift to give.

Chunjiao couldn't get along, so she could only endure the pain and take back those few feet of makeup and satin called Brother Yinsuo.

Now Qiuyun opened her mouth and asked her if she wanted it, where did she still have it?

"The fifth girl did reward me a few feet before," Chunjiao said truthfully, "but I have already brought it back to my father." ”

When Qiuyun heard her say this, she immediately decided that Chunjiao was lying, and she just didn't want to give it to herself.

"You're a fool?!" Qiu Yun had frost on her face, her complexion was slightly dark, but she didn't look ugly, she crossed her waist with one hand, and pointed to Chunjiao's nose with the other hand and scolded: "Give you a good step down, but you don't know how to lift!" Be careful, we'll see! ”

After saying that, she turned around angrily, and the maids who surrounded her also followed her.

Although the interests of the subordinates are as small as mustard, the degree of cruelty is not inferior, like ants pinching the crumbs of pastries.

"I don't know what is alive or dead! I'll let you see how good I am! Qiuyun thought hatefully in his heart as he walked.