In the Snow Sweeping Pavilion, Ye Qingshu personally brought Ye Qingcheng to the library before Ye Shouyi, and said with a smile, "This is where my father used to collect and read books, and many books here have his previous notes and annotations, you read the books here first, and I will call you at lunch."

Ye Qingshu didn't wait for him to answer after speaking, turned around and left, Ye Qingcheng waved his hand to see her off, and his eyes dared to fall on her.

The little girl was no taller than his chest, and her slightly yellowed hair reached only a little below her shoulders, and was lined with a light pink feather veil, which was a faint golden yellow in the sun.

Yellow-haired girl——

Ye Qingcheng suddenly crossed four words in his mind, yes, the yellow-haired girl, she is still a little girl, but this little girl appeared in front of him without warning three days ago, and brought him into a world that he never dared to dream of without warning......

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At noon, Ye Qingshu found Ye Qingcheng sitting straight on the pony next to the first row of bookshelves.

The little maza was used to step on the books on the high places.

Ye Qingshu looked at the book in his hand, which was the second book on the bottom floor of the first row of bookshelves.

A smile appeared on Ye Qingshu's face, sure enough, Ye Qingcheng in this life is still exactly the same as in the previous life, he should be ready to start reading the first book in the first row, and then follow the steps until he sees the last one.

In just half a morning, he had already seen the second one.

Ye Qingcheng didn't notice her arrival, he sat upright, his back straight, his head hung slightly, and half of his side face was serious and almost religious.

In his previous life, even if Ye Qingcheng was in the position of the elder of the pavilion later, he was so almost pious when he read books, which was his love for books from the bottom of his heart and his respect for books......

Ye Qingshu was afraid of startling him, so he took a heavy step, Ye Qingcheng subconsciously raised his head, quickly lowered his eyes, and got up to make a move, "Miss Ye."

"Just call me Ashu, the dynasty and the beauty period, the day and night are not very good."

Ye Qingcheng's cheeks burned slightly, but fortunately, his skin was dark, and he couldn't see that he was blushing.

"Let's go, lunch is ready, I've eaten, I'll accompany you to walk around the Snow Sweeping Pavilion and recognize the way."

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In this life, the first meal that Ye Qingshu had with Ye Qingcheng, Ye Qingcheng always maintained the action of not squinting, bowing his head to pick up the rice, and did not stretch out his chopsticks to pick up the vegetables at all.

Ye Qingshu knew that he was restrained, and he didn't care about him, so he ate enough and put down his chopsticks.

Ye Qingcheng hurriedly put down his chopsticks, and Ye Qingshu smiled, "Full?" ”

"Yes".

Ye Qingshu glanced at him with a smile, and the maid waited to clean his hands, rinse his mouth, and pick up the teacup.

Ye Qingcheng also painted the scoop according to the gourd, but there was no mistake.

Ye Qingshu's smile softened a little when he saw it, he had always been extremely smart.

"Cuckoo".

The cuckoo stepped forward and bowed deeply to Ye Qingcheng, "Slave cuckoo, I've seen the son."

Ye Qingcheng hurriedly got up and returned the salute, "Cuckoo girl."

The cuckoo pursed his lips and smiled, "The son has tormented the slave."

Ye Qingcheng stiffened and tugged at the corners of his mouth, he was very unaccustomed to someone calling himself a slave in front of him and calling him a son.

"Mrs. instructed, in the future, the prince will compare all the degrees in the Snow Sweeping Pavilion with the fourth master, and the masters of the Ye Mansion will routinely have a housekeeper, two big maids, two second-class maids, four third-class maids, four rough envoys-in-law, two small maids, two scholars, and four constant followers."

"It's just because of the rush of time, other things are easy to say, but the housekeeper and the big girl are not easy to decide at will, so the girl will call her own big girl Fangfei, and the son will make do with it first, and then say another thing when he finds the right person."

Ye Qingcheng hurriedly said, "No, I don't need to be served."

Ye Qingshu said with a smile, "Senior brother is now my father's founding disciple, this is the most basic decency, senior brother don't shirk it, it's just that if you don't adapt for a while, you will slowly get used to it."

Ye Qingcheng was speechless, the cuckoo clapped his hands, Fang Fei entered the main hall with a slip of servants, and Ying Ying saluted, "Fang Fei has seen the son."

The servants behind her knelt down in unison, "I've seen Childe."

Ye Qingcheng kept his eyes level, trying not to show his helplessness, he should have been one of the people who knelt down, but now he sat upright and was bowed down by them.

"These are all purchased by the slave and maid entrusted to the chief steward, and the son will be called first, and he will change them without taking advantage of them."

The cuckoo clapped his hands again, and the kneeling servant slowly got up and retreated, but Fang Fei stayed and stood beside Ye Qingcheng.

Ye Qingcheng only felt that half of her body near her was stiff.

"Yijiu is also temporarily in the snow sweeping pavilion to listen to the son's envoy, the son has something to look for him, the wife instructed, the son will come to the snow sweeping pavilion, first issue a two-month monthly rule."

"The monthly routine of the Ye Mansion is ten taels of silver, a set of pen and ink, a box of white Xuan, half a catty of new tea, four sets of internal and external clothes and shoes and socks and other odds and ends every quarter, and two cars of silver silk charcoal are added in winter."

"The wife also rewarded the son with a pair of jade pendants and a big red feather veil crane and a green lotus velvet gray squirrel cloak, and later asked the son to send someone to the treasury to get the monthly rules for these two months, and in the afternoon the slave and maid sent someone to measure the size of the son, only the clothes will take time to make, and ask the son to forgive the sins."

Ye Qingcheng nodded, and the cuckoo was blessed, "When the son first came, many things were not prepared in time, and the omissions will be made up one by one in the future, please forgive the son."

"Trouble the cuckoo girl".

"Childe is polite."

The cuckoo was blessed again, and returned to Ye Qingshu's side, Ye Qingshu smiled and said, "Senior brother, from today on, you are the master of this Snow Sweeping Pavilion, if there is a person or thing that is not agreeable, you can dispose of it, you don't have to be restrained."

Ye Qingcheng snorted, Ye Qingshu got up, "You just came, there are a lot of things to deal with, if you don't understand, just ask Yijiu and Fangfei, I won't bother you, I'll ask you to go to your mother's dinner together in the evening."

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In the evening, Ye Qingshu first went to the Snow Sweeping Pavilion to call Ye Qingcheng, and the two went to the main courtyard of the old mansion together.

When the two arrived, the others had already arrived, and Ye Qingcheng bowed and saluted, "I've seen Ye Zhangyuan, Mrs. Ye, and Lord Wenzhen."

Zhi said softly, "You're welcome, sit down."

Ye Qingcheng thanked him, and Ye Shouyi said, "Brother Cheng, today the patriarch checked the family tree, your great-grandfather's branch was originally also a member of my Ye family, and for some reason he was exiled, but he taught you to be helpless until now."

"I have consulted with the patriarch, and in a few days I will re-enter your branch into the family tree, and tomorrow you will go with me to the patriarch, and then seek your father and elders to discuss the matter together."

After Ye Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, he was stunned, and he didn't know what it was like in his heart, so he got up and saluted, "Thank you Ye Zhangyuan for bothering."

Zhi smiled, "Since you are a family, you shouldn't be so rusty, you should call your uncle."

Ye Qingcheng hesitated slightly, and took a deep look, "Qingcheng has seen his uncle and aunt."