"Lord Chen," Zhuo Lengping suddenly stopped his fellow Chen, and he slowly turned over.

"The folk girl doesn't want to leave Taizhou." She knelt down and said.

"So what do you do? It's a desolate place, so I'm afraid I can't do anything. Comrade Chen asked.

"The folk girl wants to make a living in your mansion," Zhuo Lengping looked up at his comrade Chen, and saw that he didn't react. She was a little scared, but continued, "No...... No matter what kind of rough work or dirty work, as long as you are willing to pay my wages. ”

Chen Tongpao didn't speak at first, and looked at her with sharp eyes. She also raised her head, and the moment the two looked at each other, the cold screen felt as if he had seen through it at a glance, and she shivered.

At this moment, Chen Tongpao may have known that she was not Zhu Qiuguang, and the identity of Zhuo Lengping was recognized by him at a glance. Therefore, he took a fancy to the unique characteristics of the cold screen, so he said slowly: "Yes." If you're not lying, come with me now. ”

"Thank you Chen Zhixian!" She felt like she had taken a big step, and she didn't know what to feel in her eyes, and she burst into tears.

Zhuo Lengping once again entered the mansion of his comrade Chen. She first went to the account room to meet a housekeeper, and opened the moon silver in person, a total of 100 yuan. Although it is a little weak, it is enough for daily use, so I don't dislike it.

The housekeeper only arranged for her to do some cleaning and laundry chores, and the cold screen was done very neatly, and her comrades occasionally caught a glimpse, and they also praised it. The inside and outside of this Chen Mansion are not big, but there is a compound in the north and south, and it is much more difficult to get busy, and it takes two or three hours to do it.

However, there is still a little time left in the cold screen, and they are gradually getting familiar with other minions. She wiped the doors and windows of the main hall at this time, and when she saw an old slave walking outside, she smiled and said: "The old man is resting, it's inconvenient for you to wipe here, I do a lot of small and rough work, and I'm not afraid of getting tired!" ”

"Miss Zhu is really diligent! I'm really not as good as you as an old man......" he laughed, walked over to the table, took a cup of tea, and sat on the lap chair with his legs crossed.

"Miss Zhu, it's easy to accumulate dust under the flower window, so it's best to wipe it." While blowing hot tea, he commanded Leng Ping to work.

Leng Ping usually sees him diligent, and he will not dare to slack off when he encounters things, but today he is so leisurely, and he understands in his heart. Then he asked: "Is Chen Zhixian out?" ”

"Well, it's out." With that, he took another loud sip of tea.

"I guess I'm going to the yamen. Lord Chen is busy enough at the end of the day, and he can't go back to the house to have a look......"

"Alas, it's not the yamen who went, he went to Yizheng to drink with Lu Zhengfu, and he can come back in the evening. But I believe that the girl is an honest child, and she should do everything she wants! ”

The old slave thought that Zhuo Lengping couldn't get used to seeing himself resting, and deliberately threatened him with fellow Chen, so he retorted with a prickly sentence.

When Leng Ping heard the name 'Lu Zhengfu', he chuckled in his heart, and the cloth slipped from his hand.

The old minion glanced at her.

"Ah...... Missed, missed......" Leng Ping laughed and hurriedly lowered his head to pick it up.

Leng Ping brushed the window again, but her messy thoughts made it impossible for her to concentrate anymore. Lu Zhengfu? What does it have to do with Chen Tongpao who is far away in Taizhou? She pondered in her head repeatedly, and when she thought about it or some kind of earth-shattering conspiracy, she couldn't help but shudder.

She finished her work hastily, gathered her things and headed out the door. She walked a stone-paved road, and saw a ray of sunlight in the crack of the door, and when she looked closely, the door was actually hidden. She pretended to ruffle her hair, but in fact she wiped the beads of sweat under her ears, feeling a little weak. The old servant sat in the hall drinking tea, and the steward was 'crackling' in the account room, and no one would know about it if he fled at this moment.

Leng Ping sat on a big rock next to him, staring blankly at the door, and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Miss Zhu, Lord Chen's bedroom hasn't been cleaned yet...... Fuck, broomsticks! ......" The voice of the old servant was heard in the distance.

Zhuo Lengping stopped in the middle of the road, looked at the hidden gate again, and before he could make up his mind, he turned around resolutely and shouted, "It's coming!" Then he hurried over.

In the evening, the sun shone brightly, and the lights gradually lit up in the middle of the house. The old servant and the butler took porridge and a few pieces of yellow flour cakes, and were eating supper in the house.

"Master butler, what do you think of that girl?" The old minion munched on the cake and asked.

The housekeeper raised his eyes, smiled and asked, "What?" You're a little older......"

"That's not what it means!" His face turned red all of a sudden, "I mean Lord Chen!" ”

"Lord Chen?" The housekeeper snorted coldly in his nose, "Lord Chen doesn't want to marry this kind of woman because of his humble status!" ”

"Then why is Lord Chen willing to allow her to enter the mansion?" The old minion asked.

"He's so careful, where will he tell me!" The butler spoke, and took a big sip.

"Master butler, I'll serve it to you after I'm done......"

Leng Ping was flustered in his heart, broke half a piece of bread in the fire room, drank three or four sips of porridge, and then had no intention of eating it again. I happened to bump into the old minion, so I hurriedly got up and said, "I'll help you scoop it." ”

He walked to the stove, fished out a bowl of porridge from the pot, and handed it to him.

The old slave took a small sip, then stuck out his tongue and frowned: "It's cold." ”

She hurriedly squatted down, took the burning stick, and set up the firewood, and saw that it was all burned, and only black residues were left on the ground.

"Add some more fire." The old minion said.

"I'm going to get firewood. Where is the firewood house? Leng Ping wiped his blackened hands with a rag and asked.

"To the east, at the door."

Zhuo Lengping didn't dare to say more, so he closed the door and went straight to the firewood room.

When she walked to the door, she heard three knocks on the door and asked, "Who?" ”

No one responded.

Leng Ping stood on tiptoe, his hands trembled, and opened the door slightly.

"You...... You're back. When she saw it, Chen Tongpao's face was crimson, drunk, leaning on the door panel, spitting on the ground, and there was a strong smell of wine.

"Out of ...... Go out to Yizheng and drink with the people of the Lu family...... Drunk. He staggered over, tongue curling.

Zhuo Lengping's face turned blue all of a sudden: "Is it ......?"

Before the words fell, she saw that Chen was crooked, and hurriedly supported his body.

"Call the housekeeper over." Leng Ping asked timidly.

"No, I don't. It's just you, you can help me back to the bedroom. Comrade Chen hung his head and waved his hand.

Leng Ping was afraid that the two of them would think that she would cling to Master Chen and cause resentment, so he said, "The housekeeper asked me to carry firewood......

"Zhuo, Zhuo, Zhuo cold screen...... You don't think I'm as effective as they are, do you? ”

Leng Ping was stunned when he heard this long-lost name, as if he had been pierced by a sharp sword. She wanted to dig out more words from this 'gaffe', after all, he was indeed muttering in a daze, and he was indeed not 'awake'.