As soon as the rickety carriage entered the door of Yan's house, Aunt Hai sent Mrs. Wang at the door to greet her, and said with a shy face: "The master is back?" ”

There was a strong smell of wine in the carriage, but no one responded to her.

The mother-in-law just wanted to lift the curtain of the car door to see, when a cold female voice came from the obviously larger carriage behind: "Are you from Zhuyuyuan?" My father ordered the Zhuyu Temple to be grounded, and you slave ran all over the place, and took my father's words as a deaf ear? ”

Mrs. Wang was unwilling, and replied: "The eldest lady is so majestic, the old man didn't say anything about the old slave, and the old slave doesn't know what is wrong." ”

Yan Qingge lifted the curtain slightly, and stared at her coldly: "I don't know what's wrong?" You are the princess next to Aunt Hai, you don't teach, the master's fault. You're old, I don't care about you, so tell your master to wait for the slap. ”

Mrs. Wang was stunned, staring at Yan Qingge desperately. Yan Qingge lowered the curtain and told the coachman to continue to hurry.

After a while, he arrived at the inner courtyard, Yan Qingge did not change his clothes, took the mighty maids and maids, and went straight to the Zhuyu Courtyard.

Because of the report of Mrs. Wang, Zhuyu Courtyard locked the door and closed the door, and when she heard the noise outside, the maid inside trembled and said: "Eldest Miss, our aunt and second miss have slept down, let's talk about it tomorrow." ”

"Ming'er again? If you close the door and sleep in the middle of the day, there must be a ghost who will smash the door open for me. Yan Qingge gave an order, and several healthy women with sticks, mallets, wooden sticks and other things at the bottom insisted on priing open the door that was not very strong, and even half of the door was removed.

Aunt Hai was still satisfied and waited for the handkerchief that Zhishu and Dali stole for her, but she didn't expect that what was waiting for was the menacing Yan Qingge.

Yan Qingge made such a big move, and he didn't see Yan Songnian come forward to say anything, I am afraid that what they did was exposed.

Although there were a lot of maids and women outside, there were ghosts in their hearts, where did they dare to stop people, and after a few bluffs, Yan Qingge led a large group of people into the room and entered the bedroom where Aunt Hai was sleeping.

Although the room is small, it is exquisitely decorated, and the furniture inside is very valuable.

Aunt Hai was pale and lying on the soft brocade quilt, Yan Shuyu stood in front of the bed, and the mother and daughter looked at Yan Qingge angrily with the same almond eyes.

Yan Qingge pointed to the bed and sneered: "Go, pull this down and slap your mouth until I say stop." ”

Aunt Hai screamed: "You dare! ”

Yan Shuyu stood in front of the bed and stretched out her arms to protect Aunt Hai: "If you dare to move my mother's finger, I will call my father back tomorrow." ”

"My sister is threatening me." Yan Qingge showed a cold smile, his eyes swept around the room, and he found a cowering maid squatting in the corner, her face was bruised and swollen, and she couldn't recognize her true face. But looking at the clothes on her body, it was the maid mud who came to her yard yesterday.

Yan Qingge knew that it was her who was informing, and sneered: "Mud, come here." ”

The mud cowered and moved to the front, Yan Qingge raised his chin, and said, "Today's slap, you will hit it." ”

Immediately, there were a few healthy women like wolves and tigers, dragged away the struggling Yan Shuyu, dragged Aunt Hai off the bed, and knelt in the middle of the room.

Aunt Hai only applied stick sore medicine to the wound at noon, and when she moved like this, her skin and flesh bloomed, and the blood soaked her pants for a while. The mud didn't dare to move, Yan Qingge laughed: "Do you want to fight?" She quickly closed her eyes and greeted Aunt Hai in the face with a slap.

Aunt Hai howled frantically, this was much bigger than the last time Yan Qingge personally slapped her in the face, and the loss was much bigger.

After the first slap, Mud knew that there was no turning back, her eyes were crazy, and she knew that Aunt Hai would definitely not let herself go afterwards, and she would be more and more ruthless, so that she could be happy before she died. In a moment's time, Aunt Hai's face was completely unsightly, and the corners of her mouth were shocked to the point of bleeding.

Yan Shuyu's screams never stopped, and Yan Qingge felt very pleasant listening to her screams.

Aunt Hai lost too much blood and her face was pale, if it weren't for the strong support of a breath in her heart, I was afraid that she would have fainted long ago. When Yan Qingge counted the mud and hit her thirty times, she told her to stop, tilted her chin and sneered: "Aunt Hai, these thirty beatings are the ones you received for your mother-in-law." This mud is also unruly, and when others asked her to hit the master, she really dared to do it. Ming'er will shout mud to my father, tie up with Zhishu and Dali, and let him interrogate him well, why did someone steal my veil. ”

As soon as his legs were weak, he was so frightened that he fell to his knees, watching Yan Qingge walk away.

Early the next morning, Yan Songnian's hangover had not yet woken up, and he was woken up by a cry outside, which was mixed with men and women, and the sorrow was earnest, which made him annoyed and had a splitting headache.

Zhishu and Dali were still tied up in the firewood room, and Aunt Ying and Aunt Liu were waiting by their side.

Aunt Liu was not in the house, he just picked up Aunt Ying next to the bed and scolded angrily: "What is the sound outside, so noisy early in the morning." ”

Aunt Ying knelt on the ground and said softly: "Master, it is a few house slaves from Zhuangzi, and my daughter threw herself into a well in our house and came to lead people." ”

Yan Songnian was stunned and asked her: "The house slave threw himself into the well?" How I don't know. ”

"It was last night, a little maid in Aunt Hai's yard, only two days after it was delivered, I don't know why I can't think about it, I look for death in the middle of the night, I heard that when I found it in the morning, I soaked it in the middle of the night, and my face was soaked in black and green." Aunt Ying replied.

Yan Songnian waved his hand, rubbed his eyebrows and sighed: "My Yan Mansion never criticizes subordinates, although this girl is looking for death and life, and brings the reputation of Yan Mansion, but her parents send white-haired people to black-haired people, it must be very sad, you go to the account room and say, give her ten taels of silver more to her family, and treat the funeral well." ”

Aunt Ying was stunned for a moment, and said softly: "Yes, master." The eldest lady had the same idea as the master, and when she knew about it in the morning, she sent twenty taels of silver. ”

Aunt Ying carefully looked at Yan Songnian, who was half-sitting and half-leaning on the bed, and saw that he was in his early thirties, with a long beard under his chin, looking steady and elegant, but his eyes were cloudy, hiding in his head behind his white face, only afraid that he would be filled with tofu dregs.

Just now what she said was so obvious, but any normal person can hear that the maid who threw herself into the well died abnormally, but this Yan Songnian still has the kung fu to sigh Yan Mansion's charity, and ask for an extra ten taels of silver.

Retracting her gaze, Aunt Ying gently withdrew from the bedroom under the pretext of giving him washing water.

In the hall outside, Aunt Liu was talking respectfully to Yan Qingge.

Aunt Ying came to her and said with a smile: "The master is awake, and when I have served the master to wash, the eldest lady can go in and talk." ”

Yan Qingge nodded: "Trouble Aunt Ying." ”

Aunt Liu wore green clothes and said with a smile: "The eldest lady is really filial, she gets up early every day to say goodbye, and she is not in a hurry after waiting for an hour." ”

Yan Qingge drank tea: "Father has a hangover, and it's normal to get up late." It's the two of you, it's going to be hard these days, the two usual little guys around my father have done something wrong, I'm afraid that they will have to be replaced, and if the new ones can't be used, you two have to help them in everything. ”

"It's not hard, it's all what we should do."

The two aunts looked at Yan Qingge eagerly, and bowed down to be small. But Yan Qingge couldn't trust them, they had done him a lot of help these two times, but they were all ambitious, not to mention the Yan Mansion, which had no young master, and it was hard to say that they would gain a firm foothold in this mansion in the future.

Yan Songnian was waited to get up, and first praised Yan Qingge, saying that she had the style of a father and knew how to be considerate of her subordinates. Yan Qingge was praised by him, pursed the corners of his mouth and smiled, and asked, "Father, what are you going to do with Zhishu and Dali." ”

Yan Songnian was asked. According to his disgust with these two things in his heart, he wants to beat them to death, but now there is only one maid in the house, and then he kills Zhishu and Dali, what will the people outside say? Will you think that he is strict and harsh?

Thinking about it like this, Yan Songnian stroked his beard and said, "Send them back to Zhuangzi and fend for themselves." ”

Yan Qingge knew that this was the case, she carefully touched the tea powder with the lid of the tea cup, a sneer appeared between her eyebrows, and said lightly: "Father is merciful, it is the two of them who have a good life." ”

She also warned Aunt Hai last night, saying that she would ask her father to summon Mud today, so that Aunt Hai would not attack Mud. But I didn't expect Aunt Hai to be so bold, and she didn't stop doing it and hurt her.

Aunt Hai is really calculating. First, there is no mud, Zhishu and Dali have a hard mouth, and of course they can't try the truth of the handkerchief case. Second, the two of them were put back in Zhuangzi, and they could still be used by Aunt Hai, so they would not lose the help of the two who had been cultivated for many years. It's just that she died in the mud, and Aunt Hai was beaten in the afternoon, so she could only swallow her anger, and she couldn't complain to Yan Songnian, but it really hurt her narrow stomach.

Now there is no mud as a witness, coupled with Aunt Hai's skill in dealing with Yan Songnian, this matter has to be closed. Last time, Aunt Hai drugged her, and in the end, nothing happened to anyone, and she still remembered it vividly, this lesson from the past made Yan Qingge's heart dim, looking at Yan Songnian in front of him, he couldn't raise his mind at all, and the two were relatively speechless. Yan Qingge knew that he didn't have anything to say to himself, and was going to sit down for a while before leaving.

A little girl whom Yan Qingge had never seen walked in, looked at him who was only twelve or thirteen years old, and saluted: "Master, Aunt Hai just sent a maid to ask the master, can the second lady read with Mr. Chu in the house every day." ”

Mr. Chu is the female gentleman in the Yan Mansion, who is pedantic and knowledgeable. Suddenly, when Aunt Hai asked about this person, Yan Songnian suddenly said: "Yes, Shuyu is the age of study." When you go back to Aunt Hai, you say I'm okay. He turned around and asked Yan Qingge: "I asked you last time, but I have read a lot of books, and I haven't seen you go to Mr. Chu these days, so let's go to Mr. Chu with your sister to listen to the teachings in the future." ”