"Mama, butler...... Slave, slave maid ......" Rue Xiang looked at Mama Yao tremblingly.

Mama Yao said: "What he tells you to do." ”

Rue Xiang replied.

When the panic faded, it was hard to bear the curiosity after all.

"Why did the housekeeper suddenly ......"

Except for the food, clothing, housing and transportation of the Hou Ye on weekdays, doesn't he not ask about everything? It's like a Maitreya Buddha every day, why did you suddenly change today?

"Maitreya Buddha is also a protector of the nest."

"That season...... Small, young lady is like that, how can the housekeeper still maintain her. "Mingxiang still can't get used to calling this young lady.

"Hou Ye grew up under his watch, there is no room for the slightest mistake, and now there is a Hou Ye's bloodline, which is naturally even more precious. Ji Yu is a trumpet flower, he can also be regarded as a peony, you just used that trick, think he can't see through it? ”

Rue Xiang's face turned red instantly: "The slave also wants to help Mama share your worries......"

There is a bit of truth in these words, how could Mama Yao not know. Glancing at her, Rue swallowed back the words that followed.

After a while, Rue Xiang asked carefully, "Is the housekeeper really going to Dafeng Village to pick up Miss tomorrow?" ”

"Can you stop him?" Mama Yao asked rhetorically.

Rue shook her head subconsciously.

The big steward is deeply relied on by the old lady and the marquis, even if he is unreliable and careless, no one in the mansion can shake his status.

"Why don't you relay the lady's exact words to the butler? It was she who refused to admit this family, and it wasn't us who stopped her from admitting it. ”

Mama Yao motioned for her to look at the pile of broken porcelain pieces that were about to be cleaned up.

"Seeing this, why do you need to ask again?"

Peeping at the leopard in the tube, the leaves falling and knowing the autumn, a broken teacup is enough for the big housekeeper to peek into Ji Yu's thoughts.

It's just that he is not a person who easily admits defeat, and it is even more impossible for Hou Ye to admit defeat. Whether Ji Yu wants it or not, he has to explain to Hou Ye.

Rue Xiang was anxious and helpless, she thought that Mama Yao said that she wanted to return to Beijing, which was tantamount to giving up Ji Yu, but she didn't expect that there would be a big housekeeper in Wei.

Look at the excitement of the butler, there is a great sense of vowing not to give up until the goal is achieved.

"That's it...... In case of...... Won't we be able to leave? ”

Mama Yao turned her face and walked out of the flower hall.

"Let you pack your luggage, you can pack it, and the rest is up to our young lady."

Didn't Ji Yu refuse to admit her relatives, didn't she have backbone, then it was best to have backbone to the end.

When Wei Hong hit a wall, that is, when he returned to Beijing, it was only a day or two late.

Cheng Ming followed the big housekeeper back to the courtyard where they lived, and asked as he walked on the road.

"Why didn't the housekeeper ask the young lady's attitude, and what the young lady said after slapping the table?"

The chief butler hummed a little song: "Do you still need to ask?" Old Lady Yao's face was crooked, and she definitely didn't get a good fruit to eat. ”

Cheng Ming muttered secretly: "You are gloating, you are not afraid that there will be no good fruit to eat tomorrow......"

Since the elder of the big housekeeper, his ears have been inflexible, which is manifested in the fact that anyone who asks him to do something or wants to see the Hou Ye can't hear him shouting; Whoever praises him or scolds him is a sure one.

"Bunny! Can I be the same as that old lady Yao? Miss Bingxue is smart, she will know my heart! ”

Cheng Ming was not afraid of his glare: "Bing Xue is smart, you haven't seen anyone!" ”

"It can't be wrong for a father to look at a daughter."

Cheng Ming said in his heart, just looking at the drop of the teacup, there is a difference of 108,000 miles with Hou Ye.

The chief butler had just taken a few steps, suddenly stopped and turned around, and looked at Chengming with his hands behind his back.

Cheng Ming was startled, thinking that the words in his stomach were also heard by him?

Unexpectedly, the chief butler asked him what he had touched today.

Cheng Ming breathed a sigh of relief and took him to the warehouse.

The butler was not very satisfied, all of them were rouge gouache, Qiluo forging, and bead hairpins and jade, which looked very ordinary, and were not the most fashionable styles.

"Vulgar! Tacky! Are you not having enough money or are you not careful? ”

Cheng Ming shouted wronged.

"How dare you not care about it! The conscience of heaven and earth, for these things, I have searched all over this small county town. Housekeeper, you don't want to think about it, this is not the capital, you think it's not good, it's not fashionable, maybe the lady thinks it's good? She grew up in the country, and probably never saw any of them......"

The captain raised his hand to hit him, but he dodged him.

"That's before, and in the future, Miss will eat and play, so it has to be the best!"

"The best, the best, the best." Chengming chick nodded as if pecking rice, "But housekeeper, the best ones are in the capital, so you have to take the young lady back to the capital." ”

This is said to be in the heart of the great steward.

"Yazheng hasn't returned yet?"

"We went our separate ways, who knew he ......"

Say who's coming.

Yazheng entered the room and bowed: "Butler." ”

Compared with the clarity of jumping out, Yazheng is a person who is as his name, every word and deed, and the board is upright.

"Did you hear it all?" The captain asked.

Yazheng nodded.

It was a long time before the door to the storeroom opened again.

The big steward drove Cheng Ming and Ya Zheng out, stayed by himself, and picked what he thought was "barely in the eye".

The two people who were kicked out did not leave, but stood guard at the door.

Cheng Ming shook his head with a sigh: "I look at tomorrow's trip, hanging!" ”

Yazheng didn't answer.

Cheng Ming bumped into him: "Huh? What kind of person do you think our young lady is? ”

Yazheng said: "Didn't you see it today. ”

Cheng Ming sighed: "When I came back late, I saw a back, and I didn't see what it looked like...... But the back looks quite imposing, as if he will roll up his sleeves and fight with someone at any time. ...... you say?"

Cheng Ming didn't react for a long time, turned his head, and found Ya Zheng leaning on the pillar with his arms crossed, closing his eyes and resting.

"Ji Dongjia, are you going back to the store or the village?"

After separating from the shopkeeper Liu at the fork in the road, the young man from Liuxian Lou asked.

Ji Yu thought for a while and said, "Go back to the village." ”

She was in a bad mood today, and she was not in the mood to do anything when she returned to Ji's Flavor Industry.

This morning, I told Guan Shan that he would not come to Yeyang, and asked him not to make another trip. So even if she waited until it was dark, she wouldn't be able to catch the SF horse.

"I'm sorry for you."

"No trouble! Ji Dongjia sit down! ”

The carriage turned a corner and headed for North Street.

It's not very hot, there are more pedestrians on the street, and the speed of the car gradually slows down.

Ji Yu sat in the car, holding her cheeks, and lifted the curtain on one side of the car boredly.

Coincidentally, it was opposite the newly opened teahouse.

Ji Yu was still thinking about whether to stop and buy some refreshments from his house, and her eyes accidentally swept to purple.

When you look closely, it's a person.

On the second floor of the teahouse, the boy in brocade cranked a folding fan, stood by the window, and smiled at her.

Smile at her???

Ji Yu poked her head out slightly, looked around, and made sure that there was no one around.

Turning his head again, the brocade-clothed boy smiled even brighter.

It seemed that in order to help her confirm, he also put away the folding fan and nodded at her in the air.

Ji Yu: "......"

Where did this flower peacock come from? Looking at the way the flowers and branches are spreading, do you think you are Pan Jinlian?

It's a pity that she is not Ximenqing.

Ji Yu complained about the bag, and by the way, she gave a white eye, and then brushed down the curtain.

The boy in brocade looked at the carriage in the distance, and his smile grew.

"Ji Yu ......"

"Childe." A retinue-like person approached silently and handed him a small bamboo pipe, "Jingzhong Flying Pigeon Transmission ......"

The boy in brocade took it and opened it, and the smile gradually disappeared.

"Xie Zhi, make arrangements, it's time to meet the old man."