After seeing his father leave, Lu Wenjing yawned, stretched, and moved his muscles and bones by the way, and glanced at the best tea in Liu Si's hand, and his eyes lit up.

"Uncle Liu, how wasteful this tea is in the warehouse, why don't you give it to me?"

"The old man said that this tea is very expensive, and the old slave does not dare to make his own decisions."

Liu Sigang refused, Lu Wenjing took the opportunity to step forward, obviously close at hand, but his eyes flickered, and he was still half an inch away, he was not convinced, and grabbed it again, the tea bag seemed to teleport, not shaking, and always keeping a slight distance between his fingers.

"Strange..."

Lu Wenjing looked at Liu Si, who had a blank expression and a majestic body.

Master, what a master...

Seeing the real martial arts master, Lu Wenjing was a little excited in his heart, and couldn't help but say:

"Uncle Liu's kung fu is really amazing, the juniors admire it so much, when can I teach the juniors?"

After Liu Si heard this, his brows moved:

"Young Master wants to learn martial arts?"

"Why, can't you learn?" Lu Wenjing thought for a while, "Could it be a family heirloom?" ”

"Let the young master laugh, the small skill of carving insects is not a miracle, the old slave is just very strange, the young master has always only read the books of sages, and he doesn't despise our rough and reckless things..."

Lu Wenjing said with a smile:

"The saint is also good at riding and shooting, and in my Ming Dynasty, most of the literati are powerless, and they still talk about what to serve the country and the country?"

Liu Si's eyes widened slightly:

"The young master can have this opinion, it really has the style of antiquity."

"I can't count it in ancient times, young master, I just can't get used to the hypocrisy of that group of nerds holding books all day long and talking about state affairs. Uncle Liu, from now on, you will be my martial arts master, okay? ”

Lu Wenjing's face was sincere, and Liu Si's heart moved, so he agreed:

"Okay, the old slave promised the young master. However, if you want to achieve success in martial arts, it is not easier than studying, and the young master must be mentally prepared. ”

"Well, as long as Uncle Liu is willing to teach me, I will never give up halfway."

Lu Wenjing was in a particularly good mood at the thought of being able to learn ancient martial arts.

"Young master, this Shifeng Longjing, you can take it. If the old man wants to blame it, the old slave will bear it. Liu Si handed over the tea bag.

After taking the tea bag, Lu Wenjing checked it in his hand:

"Uncle Liu, don't worry, I didn't brew this tea by myself, Ming'er is going back to visit his old father-in-law, this is a meeting gift for him. I don't think Daddy would mind..."

"I see, the old slave is relieved."

Liu Si nodded, hesitated, and still proposed:

"Young master, if you want to teach those subordinates, you just need to tell the old slave to do it, you don't have to come in person, so as not to dirty your eyes."

"Those who eat inside and out, don't touch them first, Uncle Liu just needs to let out his breath and say that he wants to teach the subordinates who don't have a good mouth, and let them increase their memory, and then..."

Lu Wenjing walked out of the guest hall and walked to the east courtyard accompanied by Liu Si, and the two discussed while talking.

Entering the east courtyard, he saw the little lady sitting on the stone bench wearing a bright flamingo crane from a distance, and Lu Wenjing hurriedly greeted her.

"Lady, there is cold air on this stone pier, be careful of getting cold."

"Don't be afraid, Ying'er has prepared a cushion for me, it's not cold at all."

Zhao Qianrou smiled and glanced at her side, a young maid was quietly serving, she was not dressed up much, but it was difficult to hide her fresh and beautiful color, and there was a faint trace of heroism from between her eyebrows.

"Baby? Older babies? Where did you come from? Lu Wenjing also sat down and placed the tea bag on the stone table in front of him.

The little maid thought that the young master had arranged herself, so she frowned slightly and refused to answer.

Zhao Qianrou was disgusted:

"What kind of baby, Xianggong didn't see her last night? Her name is Lan Ying, and she is the concubine's dowry maid. ”

The marrying maid is the kind that can warm the quilt as rumored to buy one and get one free?

Lu Wenjing shook his head violently, secretly scolded himself for his impure thoughts, and smiled awkwardly:

"I really didn't pay attention, maybe my mind was all on the lady."

Zhao Qianrou's face flushed, and her voice was lowered, "How can Xianggong speak so boldly, Ying'er and Steward Liu are here!" ”

"What are you afraid of, aren't they all your own people?"

Lu Wenjing didn't care.

At this time, Steward Liu only glanced at the little maid, and was stunned, when Lu Wenjing suddenly said:

"Uncle Liu, you have to do that thing, and you have to arrange more people to protect it, Dad."

"The old slave understands..."Liu Si came back to his senses, "The weather has been cold recently, please pay attention to the young master and young grandmother to keep warm, and the old slave will retire..."

"Steward Liu, please rest assured, there are slaves and maids in the east courtyard to take care of it, and the young master and grandmother will not be cold."

Lan Ying said slowly, as if there was something hidden in her eyes.

Liu Si wanted to say something, but the words came to his mouth and swallowed again, and he chuckled lightly:

"That'll be fine."

With that, he bowed down and exited the East Courtyard.

Here, Lu Wenjing seemed to sense that there was some discord between the two, and this feeling made him very uncomfortable.

"That's... Ying'er, what prejudice do you seem to have about Uncle Liu? ”

Hearing Xianggong say this, Zhao Qianrou also looked at Lan Ying, and under the gaze of the two, Lan Ying hesitated and said:

"Steward Liu looked at me very politely just now, I'm afraid that he has some prejudice against slaves and maids."

"That's it?" Lu Wenjing remained skeptical, but he didn't want to investigate it for the time being, "Uncle Liu has been in charge of the Lu family for many years, he definitely has no problem, most likely because you are too careful." ”

"Since the young master said so, the slave and maid will not be held accountable in the future."

Zhao Qianrou took Lan Ying's hand, her face was rarely a little serious, "Ying'er entered the Zhao family very early, and she is like a sister to me, after I marry into the Lu Mansion, she is also my mother's family, and I can't be too strict with her in the future." ”

Lu Wenjing sighed, even if you don't say it, we can't do anything to her, right?

"What the lady said, you are sisters, Ying'er is my aunt, it's too late for me to respect it. From now on, Ying'er will have the final say on the food and clothing of our East Courtyard, shall I let her be a housekeeper? ”

"Housekeeper? This... Doesn't seem to be in line with the rules, does it? Zhao Qianrou said unexpectedly.

A dowry maid, whose status in her husband's family is the same as that of a slave, is not bad if she is not suppressed and excluded, Lu Wenjing arranged a housekeeper position as soon as they met, so that no one in the entire Lu family dared to underestimate her.

"The rules of the Lu family are not set by people?" Lu Wenjing leaned closer to the lady, "There are few affairs in the East Courtyard, and Ying'er is not tired, you can relax." ”

"Ying'er, what do you think of the young master's arrangement?" Zhao Qianrou asked with some expectation with an inquiring tone.

Lan Ying hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly.

"Great!" Zhao Qianrou stood up and held her hand like a child, "I just said that Jinglang is empathetic and knows that it hurts, you still don't believe it..."

"The young master had to die or live last night, who knew that the portrait was a different person today, and the young lady couldn't blame me for being suspicious."

Lu Wenjing heard some cats from the mouths of the two, coughed, and pretended to be angry:

"Are you saying anything bad about me behind my back?"

"Huh? No no... We're just chatting..."

Zhao Qianrou wanted to explain, but Lan Ying was straightforward and said without fear:

"The slave is worried about the young lady, afraid that she will be widowed in the Lu family for the rest of her life."

Hearing this, Lu Wenjing's whole person froze, this little girl is too straightforward to speak, right?

"Ying'er!" Zhao Qianrou rarely gave birth to some anger and shook Lan Ying's hand away.

Seeing that the young lady was really angry, Lan Ying hurriedly lowered her head:

"Miss..."

"Since I married into the Lu Mansion, I am a person from the Lu Mansion, no matter whether the husband is rich or poor, even if he... He is no longer alive, and I will be his wife for the rest of my life, and I will never fail him..."

Zhao Qianrou said every word emotionally, and Lu Wenjing couldn't help but feel a big touch in his heart when he heard it.

With such a beloved wife, what more can a husband ask for?

Looking at the little girl again, she bit her lip lightly and looked away with slanted eyes, as if she was very stubborn and refused to admit her mistake.

It's pretty stubborn, it's mostly tsundere?

"Hey, lady, Ying'er is also worried about you, there is no need to hurt the harmony..."

Lu Wenjing played a round and talked about everything, which made his wife feel better.

"Xianggong, let's go into the house and talk, shall we?" Zhao Qian said softly.

"Okay, I'll hold the lady, be careful not to bump into it."

Lu Wenjing naturally picked up the lady, and the latter looked at his concern for him, and he couldn't help but smile.

The husband and wife walked into the room as if no one was around, Lan Ying didn't follow with her, only accepted the lady's cushion, held it in her arms, and muttered in a low voice:

"Don't think you're a good person to speak for me, if you fail Miss, I won't spare you..."