The old drunkard 'Mo Nu' entered the play quickly, he wrinkled his brows, and waved his hand impatiently, "Didn't I already tell you, our master is happy, what are you so many people making a fuss about, the vegetable market at that time?" There are no rules! ”

was scolded by the old drunkard like this, and Mrs. Sun's face was a little unbearable. Since she came to Ning County, whether it is at home or in front of the ladies of the family, she has always been high, only when she is unhappy, she shakes her face and scolds others, and no one dares to speak loudly in front of her.

Looking at the two people in front of him, it is obvious that they are a master and a servant. They said that they came from the capital, and they heard from the guests in the house that their master, Mo Niangzi, was extremely famous, and persuaded her to treat her courteously, maybe she could also help Sun County's order. Only then did she put down the shelf of the first lady of Ning County and brought someone out to greet her in person.

However, Mrs. Sun, who thought she was attentive enough, was scolded before she could open her mouth, which made her swallow this breath. As soon as his face sank, the word 'bold' was about to blurt out. Suddenly, an angry Mrs. Sun felt her sleeve being tugged.

"Madame!" The little girl called Mrs. Sun in a low voice, although she didn't say anything, but the thick warning in her deep voice still made Mrs. Sun suppress her anger.

The little girl's reminder reminded Mrs. Sun of the letter in the hands of the guests in the house, the letter of her own lord with extremely harsh words, telling her to act according to the instructions of the visitor.

A few days ago, someone asked her to go to make things difficult for the newly prosperous Butterfly Clothes Workshop, she forcibly endured the love in her heart, and returned a set of beautiful clothes to them ruthlessly, especially the set they finally sent, which was simply perfect, and the guest still asked her to return it, and asked her to sternly warn the owner of the Butterfly Clothes Workshop to be careful that her shop could not be opened.

Madame Sun didn't understand why the guest did this, but every time she saw the guest's gloomy face, her questions came to her lips and swallowed them all back.

Three days ago, seeing that the Dieyi Fang, who had run out of options, suddenly sent someone to say that the mysterious master behind the clothes that gave them the style of clothes wanted to see her in person, although Mrs. Sun was curious, she still went to ask the guests for their opinions. Unexpectedly, this time, the guests attached surprising importance to the mysterious master behind the Dieyi Fang, and even asked them to come directly to the county government to meet.

Today, the guard reported that the Mo Niangzi from the capital was visiting, and the guest himself refused to come forward, so he let the Sun Mansion greet him ceremoniously. Mrs. Sun didn't dare to ask more, and greeted all the aunts and wives, and as soon as she went out, she was scolded by the villain-in-law who had eyes above the top.

One or two are like this, and now even a subordinate mother-in-law dares to point fingers in front of her county magistrate, what is this called? Mrs. Sun was angry, and she was reminded by her personal little girl to suppress the anger.

Mrs. Sun turned her head, with a gloomy face that could drip water at any time, waved her hand to the aunts and wives next to her, sprinkled all the breath in her heart on the heads of those people, and coldly ordered, "Don't stand here and get in the way, go back to your own yard, don't come out without greeting!" ”

"Yes." The aunts and wives of the Sun family looked at the eldest lady's ugly face, and no one didn't feel that they were talking too much at this time, and they all hung their heads and retreated with their lips pouted.

Taking a deep breath, Mrs. Sun barely maintained the smile on her face and said in a softened tone. "Those noisy people have been sent away by me, this Mo Dong family, you can invite it."

Yao Tiantian had already seen all the expressions of Mrs. Sun's anger but did not dare to vent. Of course, at the critical moment, the reminder of the little girl beside her did not miss Yao Tiantian's observation. From all indications, Mrs. Sun is not the mastermind behind the difficult Dieyi Fang, but the little girl with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes next to her is worth paying attention to.

Yao Tiantian was thinking about it, and her face was still as immobile as a mountain, maintaining the demeanor of a mysterious master. The old drunkard 'Mo Nu' had already moved, she glanced at the dozen or so maid servants who followed Mrs. Sun, and nodded reluctantly, "It's so-so, you lead the way." ”

Mrs. Sun almost blew her lungs again, and the barely maintained smile on her face collapsed. This time, the little girl next to her directly replaced her master, waved her hand at the servants quickly, and hurriedly ordered, "Welcome the distinguished guests into the house!" ”

As she spoke, the little girl reached out and grabbed Mrs. Sun's arm, turned around and walked towards the gate. On the surface, it seems that the little girl is supporting her master, but in the eyes of Yao Tiantian, who is carefully observing them, she has already seen the substantive relationship under their superficial master-servant relationship from Mrs. Sun's somewhat unprepared footsteps.

Speechless all the way, Yao Tiantian 'Mo Niang' held the hand of the old drunkard 'Mo Nu', quietly walked into the gate of the county government's back house, passed through the rather elegant wine koji corridor, crossed the lotus pond with a faint fragrance of flowers, and went straight to the front of the Sun family's living room.

As soon as Yao Tiantian's feet crossed the threshold of the living room, he remembered the familiar voice of the old man with medicinal fragrance deep in his heart, "The smell of masking grass, there is the smell of masking grass." ”

"Where? When did it appear? Yao Tiantian was shocked, kept the expression on her face unmoving, and hurriedly asked silently.

After a brief pause, the old man and the young man of Yaoxiang said with great certainty, "It's in this room, it should be behind the screen, not on the person who went out just now." ”

"Okay, I'll keep an eye on it." Yao Tiantian's heart rolled into a stormy wave, and she quietly swept around the room with the afterglow of her eyes, and said silently.

You must know that this kind of masking grass is very rare, and its use is also very special, and it is specially transplanted by the old and young people with medicinal fragrance in case of emergency. Before the opening of Shanhai Pavilion, Yao Tiantian specially prepared several palm shell leaf menus soaked in masking herbs, and focused on distributing them to those who seemed to her to be suspicious.

That time, when the guests were registered for Shanhai Soup, the seemingly ordinary Shi Chuansong was given such a palm bay leaf menu, and the old drunkard who was hiding in the shadows at the time also sensed that there was something wrong with the Ishikawa Song, and immediately followed him. However, the old drunkard returned disappointed, and did not find any thing about Ishikawa Song, except that their family was near Zhang Ao's house in Mao'er Hutong, he was doing business as usual.

For this reason, Yao Tiantian also doubted, suspecting that her intuition was wrong, that Ishikawa Song was the child of an ordinary wealthy family, and just when she almost gave up this clue, the smell of masking grass actually appeared at this time.

Just now, in order to show her attention to the distinguished guests, Mrs. Sun led the aunts and wives of the Sun family to welcome them out, and there was no smell of masking grass at that time, which means that the special palm shell leaf menu did not appear in the hands of the ladies of the Sun family. Could it be that the people behind the scenes are really not the masters of the Sun family, but someone else?

Yao Tiantian thought to herself in her heart, she had been helped by the old drunkard 'Mo Nu' to become a VIP position, and Mrs. Sun had also been instructed by the old drunkard 'Mo Nu' to send away most of the maids-in-law, leaving only two little girls to serve.

Although Mrs. Sun felt uncomfortable, she obediently sent the people away, and the old drunkard 'Mo Nu' said to Yao Tiantian, "The owner, the old slave is barely clean here." Now, we can take out our clothes, right? ”

Take it, of course you can take it, since yesterday, isn't it just to take out the clothes and settle things for the butterfly clothes workshop? Yao Tiantian secretly spat in her heart. However, she also knew that things had developed to this point, and it was no longer just for the sake of the Dieyi Workshop.

Now, she was dressed in a golden garment, with an unfamiliar face on her head, representing another person, a person who had nothing to do with Yao Tiantian, and she was sitting here not so much talking to Madame Sun as to confronting the person hiding behind the screen, especially when the old man told her that the smell of the herb was in this living room.

Yao Tiantian nodded, and finally said the first sentence, "Take it out, and see where Mrs. Sun is dissatisfied?" Let's say it to your face, don't let the small butterfly clothes shop be caught in the middle. ”

Like the sound of pearl and jade, Yao Tiantian 'Mo Niangzi' condescendingly said such a sentence, with a hint of reproach, listening to Mrs. Sun's ears, she couldn't help but be stunned, and her eyes dodged and drifted towards the back of the screen.

The heat was almost over, and the old drunkard 'Mo Nu' said to Yao Tiantian 'Mo Niang', "Boss, don't be angry, your body matters, what kind of identity are you, you can't deal with those ignorant people, and you have lost your identity in vain." ”

"Our Mo family's clothes are the first in the capital, and even the ladies in the palace are full of praise. Now, in this small Ningxia, you don't want the butterfly dance girl's butterfly clothes workshop to be too ostentatious, and you don't let them use good materials, but the appearance is still not bad, some people have no identity, their vision is not high, and they don't know good goods, which is inevitable. ”

The old drunkard 'Mo Nu' shrewdly talked eloquently, obviously to persuade his owner, and secretly said that Mrs. Sun was bad from time to time, and the ultimate purpose of letting his words be told to the people behind him, highlighting their mysterious and unique identity in Beijing.

Sure enough, after the old drunkard 'Mo Nu' finished speaking, Yao Tiantian cooperated with a shallow smile, and there was a coughing sound behind the screen at the right time, and the little girl next to Mrs. Sun heard it, and without waiting for Mrs. Sun's command, she quietly took two steps back, turned around and turned to the back of the screen.