"The so-called first floor is just a name, and it doesn't necessarily mean how strong it is, don't always think that people have a long brain to do. Another example is the previous hidden door killer, which looks inconspicuous, but we have been checking for so many years but we really can't even find the door. ”

"It's the incompetence of subordinates." A few girls all bowed their heads and pleaded guilty.

Jiang Yanlin shook her head, and then thought that a few people couldn't see it, so she reached out to help, and said, "I don't blame you, you all did a good job, and you did every task very well." It's just that I want to have higher requirements now, and I need you to do better, of course, I just mentioned it in passing, and I don't ask you to do it. ”

Her tone was calm and gentle, and she even used the word 'I' that didn't show her identity, hoping not to put pressure on these little girls, but she didn't force it to talk about it.

She rarely accuses, asks the maids around her to do something, and rarely says such a large paragraph in a casual way, but it is enough to prove that she attaches great importance to this matter.

"Slaves and maids regard death as serving their masters." Several people spoke in unison, their voices firm, and they quickly made a big salute as soon as they stood firm. Even Qin Miaomiao behaved decently.

The Lord is a servant who dies, and it is the duty of a servant. Not to mention that this is a matter of course since ancient times, even if the requirements are not too excessive, then they are incompetent. Qingzhi thinks that he knows Jiang Yanlin well, and naturally knows that this is a big event, a big event that may have a far-reaching impact on both the master and the servant. So she answered more firmly, without hesitation.

"Okay." A few people only felt that they had been scrutinized by a sharp gaze for a long time, and they were seen from the outside as if they had been stripped of their clothes, and they couldn't hide their thoughts and secrets, and only then did they hear a heavenly voice after sweating profusely!

"As long as the county lord orders, the slave and maid will definitely complete it." Bai Lu's big eyes are sincere and bright, but his calm words are like a vow that has always been engraved in his heart.

"Hmm." Jiang Yanlin didn't say anything more this time, she had always treated Bai Lu differently, and she also wanted to protect her in such an all-round way for the rest of her life. Even if Bai Lu marries in the future, as long as she is still the county lord, she will never be wronged. It's just that it's different now, life won't go smoothly, and it won't come as you envisioned. has always protected her so stupidly and always lost the courage to face the wind and rain, so she must grow up, and she can know accidents without being worldly.

Since the last master-servant dialogue, Jiang Yanlin has started her unchanged life again, when to play the piano, when to learn literature, when to practice dance, all of which are full of arrangements, busy and orderly.

After a long time, it seems that the original conversation was just a joke, and nothing will happen. It's just that Qingzhi is even busier, and he can't stop reading the account books. I went out early and returned late in the autumn evening, and there were a lot of scars on my body inexplicably. Yingchun was in the kitchen all day long, and even Bai Lu followed behind a few people, learning something from time to time.

There is no posture of wind and rain coming, but the whole burning heart building is even more busy and industrious, the master and the steward above are moving, and the people below dare not be idle.

On a night of lightning and thunder, the whole world was washed by a sudden heavy rain, and the air was fragrant and cool.

The candles in the room are flickering, and a girl is straight, with a beautiful posture, and is tirelessly practicing calligraphy over and over again.

"County Lord, what exactly do you want to do?" Qin Miaomiao hesitated a few times, but still seized the opportunity to be alone and asked. No matter how much Sang Nianyu cried, she was still stuffed into the carriage home, as soon as she left, she was the only one left to mess around. But in this good atmosphere where everyone is studious and diligent, she always feels uneasy.

"Do you feel like I'm thinking about it?" Jiang Yanlin put down her pen and smiled with her big watery eyes.

This......

Although she sometimes thinks this way, she never dares to say it.

Looking at the other party's embarrassed smile, Jiang Yanlin didn't embarrass her for long.

"Wait, I need a chance. Also, don't be idle, write down a list of familiar people you know before, surnames, hobbies, and things you know."