Because in the memory left by the original owner, everyone in the General's Mansion ignored her, bullied and insulted her, only Aunt Li and Uncle Fu were different.

Although Uncle Fu is not as close as Aunt Li, he has always been respectful and polite to her, and he has never fallen into the trap. In such a hot and cold world, it is already rare!

"Wei'er, hurry up and kowtow to the eldest lady! Call the master! Uncle Fu cried with joy and went to pull Ning Wei's clothes, but saw that Ning Wei still had a childish face that clearly said he refused.

Su Baiqiu knew what kind of rare arrogance this young and mature child had, so he said: "No need, I didn't teach him to let him kowtow to the ground and pour tea and water, which would damage the integrity of the literati." ”

glanced at Ning Wei and continued: "I taught him, but I didn't want such a good child to waste his life because of the injustice of the world's system!" ”

Hearing this, Ning Wei Huoran raised his head, but his eyes, which were originally unwavering, set off a stormy wave that could not be concealed at this moment. And the emotions in the waves Su Baiqiu didn't know until many years later, and now she can only hear Ning Wei call softly: "Teacher." ”

"Childe, my subordinates don't understand why you have to investigate the Su family sisters so carefully." Xu Ping knelt on the bamboo mat and asked Shen Ye puzzled.

The action of making tea was smooth, and the ordinary teacups seemed to have a little more meaning in his hands. The tea leaves slowly stretched in the water, and the fragrance instantly filled the room, and the voice was careless: "Dead holes are often inconspicuous." ”

Xu Ping took the teacup, although he was still unclear in his heart, he didn't ask anymore, and changed the topic: "Childe, I have already sent a letter to the people of the Ministry of Rites according to your wishes, and they will be ready in the morning in three days." ”

A trace of rich color crossed the bottom of his eyes, and Shen Ye bowed slightly.

Aunt Zhang was idly holding a cup of tea at this time and looked at her slightly swollen face in the mirror, and couldn't help but sigh suddenly: Sure enough, time is not forgiving!

, what if the charm still exists? It's old after all! The teacup is put down heavily, no! She must hurry up, she can't be a concubine who can't go to the lobby and can't enter the ancestral temple for the rest of her life!

"Mingmo, lay the paper for me." Aunt Zhang walked to the desk and wrote a letter for a while, and the payment was signed - the side concubine Niangniang personally opened.

"Tomorrow it will be delivered to the residence of the King of Chu." handed it to Mingmo and advised: "I must hand it over to Cuiwei in person, and she will pass it on, remember it clearly?" ”

"Yes, the slave remembers it clearly." Ming Mo took the letter and was about to walk out, but was stopped again: "Wait, when you go tomorrow, bring the clothes I made in the Red Sleeve Xuan, it should be done in more than two months." ”

"Yes."

When Uncle Fu helped Su Baiqiu and the others classify and put aside the big bags and small bags they bought, it was not early.

"Miss, would you like to see if this box is appropriate here?" Uncle Fu's voice came from outside, and Su Baiqiu couldn't help but be annoyed: I almost forgot to get down to business when I was just shopping!

Isn't this a good opportunity to sigh and revisit the past? Su Baiqiu's eyes rolled, and he picked up the teapot and walked outside.

"Uncle Fu, Ning Wei, Qing Qian, you have been busy for so long, come and rest." Picked up a few upside-down teacups on the table: "The new tea I brewed, you taste it." ”

"Thank you, Miss, this is unacceptable." Uncle Fu looked sincerely afraid.

The hierarchy of the Yan Kingdom is strict, and the boundary between respect and inferiority is extremely clear. Therefore, even if the slave is valued, there is no reason for the slave to drink tea at the same table with the master.