With a 'bang', he closed the window and door, isolating the insulting scene.

He thought that Wan Niang came strangely, and if he couldn't figure it out at this time, he would be a big fool.

It is really amazing that a county lord can come up with such a bad move.

He originally wanted Wanniang to serve elsewhere, but now that he has figured it out, he is not in a hurry to catch up with people.

So as not to let the county lord of Shang County work in vain.

The rumors of Rong Jinghao and Zining made the aunt in the backyard eat melons for a while.

Within a few days, I noticed that there was a stunner in Xihe Courtyard.

She has a seductive figure and a bold demeanor.

The aunts gossiped about her.

After all, it is the maid of Xihe Courtyard, and the aunts only dare to talk about it secretly, and if they talk too much, they are afraid that it will reach Rong Jinghao's ears, worried that he will mistakenly think that everyone is saying that he is inappropriate.

When the new melon came, Wan Niang's old melon was no longer mentioned.

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Dark clouds and thunderstorms.

Wu Shuo came back in time for the day of heavy rain.

The little guy who opened the door was a fresh face, and he didn't take it to heart.

It wasn't until he noticed that all the guards in the mansion had been replaced by newcomers that Wu Shuo's heart suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

Suddenly lost the right to control the Rong family, he held a bad breath in his heart and couldn't relieve it, and he had to find an opportunity to win back a city.

When he came back, he was supposed to greet Shang Sang, but when he looked at those unfamiliar faces halfway, he suddenly turned back.

At night, I went directly to Xiheyuan.

Rong Jinghao was not surprised by his arrival, and the look of disappointment in his eyebrows and eyes was fleeting.

After serving tea, Wu Shuo couldn't get to the point.

Rong Jinghao didn't bother to pull with him.

"You just returned home, why don't you go to visit Madame and come to me instead?" Rong Jinghao put the teacup on the table, and there was a sense of alienation all over his body.

Wu Shuo's expression froze, and he said bluntly, "When the slaves returned to the mansion today, they realized that all the guards in the mansion had been replaced. ”

"In this way, it is still Steward Wu's people who are reliable." Rong Jing slightly hooked the corners of his lips and smiled very kindly.

"Don't dare to be." Wu Shuo was beating a drum in his heart, and his thoughts were also spinning quickly, and then he hinted, "It's better to know the roots than to be unfamiliar." ”

"So, I have to count on you to do something for me?" He raised an eyebrow, a little inquiring.

"It's an honor for a slave to do things for Young Master Jing." Wu Shuo didn't know which sentence was right, but said a lot of mistakes, and he couldn't guess his thoughts and needed to be considered word by word.

"It's good that you have this thought, you have done your best for Rong over the years, and I have seen it in my eyes, but this is the Rong family, not the Wu family. Those who are in charge of the mansion must also be loyal to their masters. Rong Jinghao knocked him word by word.

Wu Shuo was in a cold sweat when he heard this.

For a moment, he even suspected that he had been under Rong Jinghao's control.

"The old slave will definitely do his best for Young Master Jing in the future."

Rong Jing smiled loudly, and the suffocating atmosphere was swept away.

"The county lord is far smarter than you think."

Wu Shuo was stunned, "Please advise Young Master Jing." ”

Rong Jinghao tapped his finger on the case, tapped it lightly twice, and then mentioned it without hesitation, "Go and ask the county lord for peace, if she doesn't deal with you, you will be questioned by Xingshi in the future, maybe you can pull an accomplice, and you can turn over." ”

After a moment of stunnedness, Wu Shuo suddenly realized.

stood up and bowed to Rong Jinghao, looking grateful.

Rong Jinghao lowered his head and drank tea, hiding the fierce color under his eyes.

Wu Shuo, the old fox, wanted him to help support him, and he did as he wished.

"You have not been here tonight, and I have not seen you."

Wu Shuo arched his hand, "The old slave understands. ”

He laughed as if he were crying.

Wu Shuo's appearance probably confirms that sentence: phase is born from the heart.

Everyone has a love for beauty, Rong Jing's eyes widened, and he quickly looked away as if he had seen a ghost.

"Young master, aren't you afraid of being bitten by that old thief?" Zi Ning observed from the side for a long time, and Wu Shuo's cunning obviously surprised him a little.

"He didn't dare." Rong Jinghao is very determined.

But as long as he has the slightest strange behavior, Rong Jinghao will not let him go easily.

It seems that in order to welcome Wu Shuo's return, the rain fluctuated and rained for several days.

Under the corridor, Shang Sang held a small umbrella and watched the flowers fall in the courtyard.

Wu Shuo, who was sitting opposite her, smiled flatteringly.

For a long time, Shang Sang didn't take the initiative to talk to him.

Wu Shuo looked for the beginning of the conversation alone, and his mouth was dry.

She wasn't going to look at tea either.

The rainwater dripping from the eaves is connected into strings of small beads.

"Madame, but you are annoyed that the old slave is late to come back?" Wu Shuo thought about taking the initiative to admit his mistakes, and maybe he could break the oppressive atmosphere.

"The ice that was brought back, but all the ice has been counted?" Shang Sang seemed to be thinking about this stubble.

Suddenly Wu Shuo had the illusion that she actually didn't care about those ice cubes in the first place.

Her original purpose was to replace the old people in the mansion.

The sudden thought made Wu Shuo sit more and more like pins and needles.

He continued to report to Shang Sang in a deep voice.

Shang Sang didn't have any doubts.

After a while, she said, "I heard that the river is frozen for thousands of miles? I don't know if I'll ever have a chance to see that kind of beauty. ”

Wu Shuo was stunned and replied, "When the young master returns home, you can take your wife to watch it at that time." ”

Shang Sang nodded, and his words changed sharply, "I heard that the fir wood you shipped out was sold for a good price?" ”

Wu Shuo's body shook and looked at her in disbelief.

Even the small case in front of him was almost overturned.

Shang Sang just looked at him calmly, his eyes waiting for him to answer for a moment.

Wu Shuo wanted to defend a few words, but after catching a glimpse of Shang Sang's unwavering demeanor out of the corner of his eye, he suppressed the lies in his mouth.

"Old slave...... For a while, the ghost is confused, please be gracious to Mrs. ”

Shang Sang shook his fan lightly, "Kai'en? You are an old man in the house, I have only been in the house for two years, how can I give you this favor? ”

"Mrs. is the master, the old slave is a slave, is a subordinate, how dare you stand side by side with Mrs., the old slave is also forced this time, the money of the oak wood is borrowed by the old slave from Mrs., and the old slave will be deducted from the monthly money in the future, I only hope that Mrs. can spare the old slave this time." Wu Shuo said very sincerely.

Last night, I had a rehearsal in advance in Xihe Courtyard, and there was no burden on repeating the old tricks at this time.

"I have no power or power in the mansion, and many of my subordinates know about you, and it's not that I can make everyone pretend to be deaf and dumb with one mouth." Shang Sang pretended to be embarrassed.

This Wu Shuo should not be low-key on weekdays, and those sharp-eyed and smart people in the mansion have counted him behind his back.

The yin and moral things he has done can't be said for a day and a night.

Thinking of this, Shang Sang didn't even want to give him a happy day.

"If Madame has any requirements, just mention it, as long as the old slave can do it, he will definitely live up to Madame's expectations." Wu Shuo felt that things seemed to be taking a turn for the better, and hurriedly lowered his posture.