Chapter 137

Jiang Wan quietly looked at Lanyi, she only told Lanyi to make the yard a little bit messy, at least to let himself play a role.

But she didn't expect that the little girl was so attentive that she not only made the yard full of dead branches and rotten leaves, but also went out of her way to catch a few spiders who could make webs. As a result, the eaves and corners of the house were covered with crystal clear spider silk.

In Jiang Wan's heart, there was still a sense of guilt. After all, he did not respect the fruits of other people's work.

"Because the new people are going to enter the house, we have to be clean anyway, right? This morning, I specially asked Lanyi to go to the second gate to deliver a message. I asked everyone to clean up all the houses. If you do well, there will be a reward. And you can go out and ask. I didn't break my promise. " Jiang Wan stood up in no hurry, holding his head high, deliberately speaking in a tone.

"Can..." that green family's one see anxious, the heart way this yard is in such a mess, her reward is not to hold, but how much should defend for oneself.

"But your yard..." Jiang Wan deliberately dragged the ending long, and then looked at the reaction of the Qing family, then slowly said, "don't say it hasn't happened for half a month

Sweep, ten days should not escape... "

That green family's heart next tight, urgently defend a way for oneself: "no... not... I have swept this morning clearly! Have wild cats come to make trouble? "

wildcat?

Jiang Wan resisted the impulse to laugh and looked at Lanyi. Sure enough, Lanyi's face was not very good-looking.

"Zhang Qing's, swept is swept, not swept is not swept, you now pull these useless why?" Lanyi sidled and said, "and I didn't see you when I went to the second gate to inform you this morning, so you said, when did you come into the house to sweep?"

Zhang Qing's family's words were stopped.

According to the rules of Jin palace, the two doors are not allowed to be opened until the key is removed.

Living in the podium, I always ask Mrs. Li, the doorkeeper, to open the door secretly every day. I have already broken the rules of the palace for the first time.

But if you don't say when you came to sweep, it's tantamount to admitting that you are lazy.

Zhang Qing's "naturally has a mother in charge." The financial uncle, who has been sitting with Jiang Wan for most of the day, can't say clearly how the development of unknown things suddenly became like this?

Don't you just ask him to ask about the preparations for accepting new people in the government?

Why is it suddenly related to the management of these women who are doing rough work?

"Then call over the steward's mother, too." Jiang Wan didn't talk much, but looked up at the sky without any clouds. Since Jiang Wan married into the palace of the king of Jin, she was very busy at first. Just after she had a rest, she was summoned to the west mountain. After living there for a few days, she came back. She had not been in a hurry to meet the housekeepers.

Fortunately, she is not housekeeper.

But on the other hand, they don't invite them, and they don't come to the door to greet them, which shows a problem in itself. In the mind of these caretakers, in fact, she is not a real lady.

Jiang Wan sat there quietly waiting, and the rest of the people were standing, sitting and waiting with him.

After touching a cup of tea, mother song, who is in charge, comes in a hurry.

As soon as she came into the yard, she saw the uncle sitting at the stone table in a daze, so she hurried over and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Cai, what's the matter?"

The uncle looked up at her and didn't speak. He just took his eyes and scratched Jiang Wan on the other side of the stone table.

Only then did mother song realize that there was a person sitting on the other side of the table.

She looked at the man, who was only fifteen or sixteen years old, with her hair in a bun, a red gold step in her hair, a pair of scarlet double knitted dark colored light gauze dress, and a skirt with flowers on the ground. She sat there with joy and anger.

There was a thump in her heart. At this age, the only one who could have such a style was the wife of the imperial concubine who had just entered the mansion.

So she quickly went around to Jiang Wan, kowtowed her head and puffed her mouth with exaggeration. Ba said: "look at me, I'm old and dim,

There's an eye that doesn't know Mount Tai. "

Good words and good looks are good deeds.

I don't know why this sentence of Confucius suddenly popped out of Jiang Wan's mind.

"Get up and talk back, mother song." Jiang Wan raised the corner of her mouth. She didn't know why she couldn't laugh at people like mother song.

"To ask you to come today is to ask," said Jiang Wan of Zhang Qing's family, who stood beside her. "She said there was something wrong at home. I wonder if she ever told you to take a leave?"

Mother song quietly looks at Zhang Qing's family. An old man like her, who has been in the government for many years, naturally knows that Zhang Qing's family is a dowry brought by Princess Jin from the town government.

It is said that instead of looking at the monk's face and the Buddha's face, she has to help Zhang Qing's family take care of their face and cover it up.

"Yes, yes." Song's mother nodded busily, "Zhang Qing's family took leave of absence with me two days earlier, but these days when I was busy, I forgot."

Jiang Wan takes a meaningful look at mother song.

She had expected that all the people in the house would cover up for each other, but she didn't expect that they could deceive such a tacit understanding that they didn't have to collude with each other in private.

"Oh?" Jiang Wan stood up slowly with Jin Bu Yao on his head

Then "Cha Cha" rang, "since she told her mother that you are on leave, I don't know if her mother has arranged someone to take over her work temporarily?"

"This..." Song's mother suddenly to difficult.

Just now, she just wanted to help Zhang Qing's family out, but she didn't want to let herself in.

That's good. I blame my mouth for speaking too fast. Over the years, Zhang Qing's family has only been responsible for sweeping the Tianxiang courtyard, but whether she has done it or not, she, as a mother in charge, doesn't have the time to stare at her every day.