Song Li's face was gloomy, and when he saw the trembling appearance of the lotus, he felt that there was a bad breath in his heart.

Song Li, who has a bad temper in Yuanbao, after this serious illness, his heart is getting worse and worse, if he doesn't have the strength, he may beat the lotus to death.

"You dead girl, stewing bird's nest is so slow, looking for a fight, aren't you?" Song Li said viciously.

When the lotus was leaning against Song Li's shoulder, Song Li reached out and pinched her waist fiercely, the painful lotus tears swirled, her body trembled, and the bird's nest in her hand also spilled out.

Song Li felt sorry for the bird's nest, and he was angry that he was beaten again, and the lotus didn't dare to dodge, so he could only endure it.

"Little, you can't even do this little thing, what else do I want you to do?" Song Li scolded, but still felt puzzled, and shouted: "Why don't you help me up quickly, do you want to wait until the bird's nest is cold, so that it can get into the belly of your slut?" ”

The more Song Li's dowry was used, the less it was used, and the share given by the old mansion was only enough for Song Li's to open a small stove. Mrs. Song had a lot of supplements sent over, but if Song Li wanted to eat it every day, he had to spend his own money.

Song Zhiyuan would give some silver, but it was not enough to take supplements every day.

Lotus hurriedly put down the things, helped Song Li to sit up, regardless of the pain in her body, carefully fed Song Li to eat bird's nest, but her stomach was growling with hunger.

After eating, Song Li felt that his head was heavy, pushed the lotus, and said angrily: "Go to the yard and kneel, I won't tell you to get up, just kneel for me all the time!" Even the master won't serve, and it's right to kill you. ”

The lotus didn't dare to say anything, so she hurriedly packed up her things and went out to kneel.

In the past, lotus flowers were favored, and the people in the yard held her.

Now that Song Li is practicing lotus like this, his subordinates can't avoid it, for fear that Song Li will be angry.

The snow fell heavily that night, and the lotus fell all over the body, until the lotus passed out, and no one stepped forward to care for it.

When Song Li wanted to find the lotus to serve, the lotus had frozen to death in the yard, and the matter had to be reported to Mrs. Song.

"Sure enough, it came from a small place to do such a vicious thing!" Mrs. Song sneered in her heart, but her face was furious.

It is normal for a large family to kill their subordinates, as long as there is a deed of sale, the government will not care.

But no matter which family is gone, there is a suitable reason, and if you directly cane it or deal with it in other ways, it will also show that the master is majestic or generous.

But the lotus was punished to kneel in the courtyard, frozen to death, and was still scarred, if this word was spread, the face of the old mansion would be lost, and maybe the old Song would be impeached.

"Immediately let people send a letter to the Li family, saying that the old mansion can't afford a big Buddha like the Li family, let them come and take people back, when the daughter is taught well, the Song family will pick up people again." Mrs. Song stood up abruptly, "The aftermath of that girl, let the housekeeper look at the arrangement, in the end, she died unjustly, don't treat it badly." ”

Caixia responded, but she was very happy in her heart.

Lotus relied on being a member of the Song Li family, so it was okay if she was disrespectful to Caixia, and warned Caixia not to make a bad idea, Caixia held a grudge and was not half distressed about her death.

And Song Li's actions, even if they are not enough to make Song Zhiyuan divorce his wife, but if he is sent back to his parents' house, no one can take care of the affairs of the old mansion, and it will be much easier for Caixia to see Song Zhiyuan.

The most important thing is that Song Li's reputation is stinky, and Song Zhiyuan will definitely be disgusted, will he let people pick it up.

Caixia's careful thinking has not escaped Mrs. Song's eyes, but she will not interfere with what Caixia does, as long as Caixia still listens to herself in big things.

"I'll go to the master to talk about this, you find two more mothers-in-law to guard over there, the young grandmother is not in good health, don't go out before the Li family comes." And the people in her yard......" Mrs. Song paused slightly, and said fiercely: "If you don't save yourself when you see death, you don't know how to persuade your master, all of them will be punished with twenty rods and fined three months of moonsilver." ”

It stands to reason that Mrs. Song should not meddle in the affairs of her daughter-in-law's yard, and when she gave such an order, she was obviously slapping Song Li's face, so that she would not be able to raise her head in the mansion in the future.

The two have the names of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, but they have never gotten along well, and they can't get over face.

With such an opportunity, Mrs. Song wanted to suppress the Song Li family fiercely, so that she could understand who was in charge of the old mansion.

There have always been no secrets in the capital, especially for an old scholar like Song Ge Lao, who rarely has negative news, once there is something in the house, it will make people magnify it.

Most of the big families laughed at Song Ge Lao should not be the son of the successor merchant, otherwise he would have killed such a daughter-in-law to discredit the old mansion.

Those ordinary people think that this kind of thing can happen in the old mansion, and there will only be more such things in other mansions, and no one in the capital knows that the old mansion is the cleanest.

Song Yao also knew about such news, but she didn't pay too much attention to it.

When she came to the capital this time, Song Yao paid attention to all kinds of news, maybe any gossip would make her have more friends or avoid trouble.

"Song Zhiyuan still hasn't been able to escape his fate in the end." Song Yao sighed.

If there is someone in the old mansion who makes Song Yao pay attention, it is undoubtedly Song Zhiyuan.

Although the two have not seen each other for a long time, they have been together for so long, and the feeling of closeness is irreplaceable by others.

However, Song Yao said this, and did not want to have too much intersection with Song Zhiyuan, so as not to add trouble.

Red Sleeves frowned, looked at his master, and said something unspoken.

Maybe she thought too much, Song Gongzi would succumb to fate, what could it have to do with her master?

"Yun Gongzi has returned to Beijing today, and the Yun family must have made some moves." Redsleeves said softly.

Song Yao flicked the abacus hand, and there was a slight smile in her eyes.

"The New Year's gift you prepared will be sent to the Yun family tomorrow." The corners of Song Yao's lips hooked slightly, and she chuckled: "Remember, you must give it to my brother-in-law, mother and son, don't let others dye their hands." ”

"Yes." Redsleeves nodded.

Song Yao's New Year's gift for the Yun family was very heavy, and what was given to Mrs. Yun's mother and daughter was a glass mirror that was hard to find, a large number of which could fill a room, and there were enough skin care products for spring.

What was prepared for Yun Zhongxiao was two fine rough stones, more than one meter high, which was very rare.

Since she is sworn and has been taken care of by Mrs. Yun, Song Yao wants to show others a lot of money, she Song Yao is not going to the Yun family's wealth.

Other gifts are a bit ordinary, but that's only for a big family like the Yun family, and not everyone can afford it.

In addition to the Yun family, there are also many people who want to give New Year's gifts to Song Yao, but they all come according to the rules.

"Miss Hu sent someone to send a New Year's gift, it seems that it took a lot of effort." Red Sleeves handed the gift list to Song Yao.

After reading it, Song Yao sighed and said, "When you return the gift, you can weigh three percent, otherwise that girl will not be at ease." ”

Red Sleeves understood what Song Yao meant, so he said: "The slave maid picks some practical things and sends them over, and then prepares some things that Miss Hu can use for entertainment, okay?" ”

"Hmm." Song Yao nodded, looked up and saw the glazed flower bottle with plum blossoms, so he ordered: "The Xia family is not enough, and the furnishings in the house are a little shabby." You go to the warehouse to pick a few pairs that are suitable for the Xia family's identity, and then send two pairs of glazed flower bottles over. ”

Hu Jiayue will occasionally feast guests, and the furnishings in the house will also be seen by others to evaluate the ability of the Xia family.

Of course, the furnishings in Hu Jiayue's yard represent Hu Jiayue's financial resources, and only the wife with a rich dowry and income will be willing to decorate her courtyard.

Materialism cannot be avoided in any era, and Song Yao can only take care of Hu Jiayue in this regard.

"Then the slave maid chose some more ornaments, and only a few high-grade flower bottles were placed, which was a little abrupt." Red Sleeve Road.

"You look at the arrangement, I'm not good at these things." Song Yao didn't like to worry about these things, so she really didn't care much, "Lord Hu was promoted to prefect this year, and if there is a caravan coming back, you will arrange some congratulatory gifts to send over." ”

"It is estimated that there will be a caravan moving around in the first lunar month." Red Sleeves nodded and wrote down Song Yao's instructions.

It's not that there are no caravans during the New Year's Festival, but that the caravans at this time charge high fees, and if they don't greet them in advance, they can't ship any silver.

Lord Hu's promotion is only a matter of the end of the year, and it is not too late to give gifts after the New Year.

"Cheng, you are in charge of these things." Song Yao glanced at the sky and instructed Red Sleeves, "Let someone prepare dinner." Ming'er is Chinese New Year's Eve, let the account room temporarily stop work, and wait for the sixth day of the first month to start work. The subordinates in the house, starting from tomorrow afternoon, also take turns to rest. The wages for these days of the Chinese New Year are paid at three times. ”

"In the entire Great Zhou Kingdom, I'm afraid there is no one who treats his subordinates more favorably than the master. The New Year's Day is three times the salary, and there are red envelopes to get, not to mention other benefits, which are all among the best. Red Sleeves chuckled, "It's no wonder that the people who are down there say in private that they will still do things for Mrs. in the next life." ”

"The next life is too far, and it is fate to be a master and servant in this life, and I just gave more money than other masters, and it is worth it to be able to exchange for loyalty." Song Yao's smile warmed up a little.

Although there are also people under his command who have been inserted by others, it is an exception.

If it weren't for the loyalty of the people below, Song Ji wouldn't have been able to do so much, and Song Yao wouldn't have been stingy with such a thing.

"Madame's generosity to her subordinates is not only in terms of money." Seeing Song Yao get up, Red Sleeves sorted out the bookcase, "It's difficult to be a subordinate, but you can do things by your wife's side, and your life will be nourishing and dignified, this is the reason why the big guy is loyal to his wife." ”

Song Yao smiled and didn't speak.

In the past few years, Song Yao has also been trying to adapt to the system and customs of the Great Zhou Kingdom, but her soul is used to the mode of getting along with everyone equally, and she really can't be a 'antique' completely.

But Song Yao knows very well where her bottom line is, if someone betrays her, then she can only deal with it according to the rules of this time and space, and she will never be merciful.

"The red envelope silver, are you ready?" As she walked out of the study, Song Yao asked.

"It's already prepared, there aren't many people in the house, and the slave is not sure if anyone will come to the door, so they have some extra purses for rewarding." Red Sleeves followed Song Yao's side and replied: "The stewards near the capital will definitely come to pay New Year's greetings to Mrs., and the slaves and maids will prepare silver tickets, and it will be more convenient to give rewards." ”

"Well, you're thoughtful, but it makes me have nothing to do." Song Yao stretched her waist, looked up at the blue sky and white clouds, and said softly: "It's a good weather, I hope next year will be like this." ”