Hongmei and Hongxia are both maids who have been serving Yang for many years. Hongmei steadily takes care of the money box and clothes in Yang's house.

Hongxia wanted to follow Yang to make incense products, so she had no time to serve Zilan. Yang changed Hongmei to serve her for a few years, and it would be almost done when Mu Xiang and the others grew up second-class.

Hongmei's face suddenly turned pale, she knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "Hongmei accepted the punishment."

"Well, let's not be an example. As for the other people who are maids in the Marquis' Mansion, I can't care. That's the elders' business. Today's matter is not big, so I won't complain. I'll spare you this time, and be cautious next time."

Zi Lan took off the drawing paper with a stern face and sighed and tore it off. All the good moods of the whole day were ruined.

"Sister Lan won't punish you. I didn't say I won't punish you. Each of you will be fined a month's silver as a warning. No matter how hard you work, you can't do this, and the Marquis's Mansion will not raise waste."

Shuhui was rarely so stern and immediately gave instructions and punishments with a stern face.

"yes."

The little girls also knelt down and dared not refuse to agree. Shuhui was a young lady and was extremely favored. No one dared to really think that she was a child and fooled her. She was the first one to be fucked by the old lady like that.

At this time, Madam Xu came out, "The old lady said that the punishments of the two girls shall prevail, and the next time they are sold."

"yes."

The girls knelt on the ground, their heads almost pressed against the ground, and they were so scared that they were trembling and did not dare to breathe.

"Mu Xiang, I have collected the drawing board, let's go in."

Zilan was not in the mood to draw anymore, and no one was in the mood to encounter this incident early in the morning.

Madam Xu lowered her head slightly and said, "Miss, don't be sad. I'll go to Xiyuan now. The old lady wants me to teach Miss Xuan'er the rules."

"I'm so tired, thank you for your hard work. It doesn't matter if we sisters joke, but we just let the nanny work hard.

Muxiang, I admire the nanny, don’t dislike it. It’s my junior’s wish. I’ve come and let the nanny worry about me a lot.”

Zi Lan quickly calmed down and rewarded Madam Xu with a smile.

"The girl is serious, this is what the old slave should do."

Madam Xu happily collected her purse and agreed with a smile. She was indeed a smart child.

"It's hard for you to be punished for me, I'm a little stingy. It doesn't matter if you just have a picture. You have taken care of me a lot on weekdays. Muxiang admired everyone for her hard work on weekdays."

Zilan looked at the girls who had kneeled down. Except for Hongmei, everyone else was the girls from the Hou Mansion. She would definitely blame her for being punished for no reason. It would be better to do it carefully than do this.

Mu Xiang took the copper plate and rewarded them without saying a word. It happened to be a month of silver for a month, not much or less. Mu Xiang didn't say anything about this little bit of eyesight, no wonder she could climb up to the second-class close-up to serve Zi Lan.

"I've never thanked my cousin for mercy on you. It's not easy to earn that little money."

Madam Xu likes Zilan very much, so she naturally cannot break up the situation, but instead helps her to smooth things over.

The girls immediately thanked him in surprise, "Thank you cousin, it's all our fault. Don't blame me for being punished."

Everyone was gone in the end. Instead, they were very grateful to Zilan for being kind and considerate to his subordinates. They were generous and resentful, and they became more and more resentful to Zhao Xuan'er. They inexplicably found trouble for us and caused us to be punished.

Zilan turned around and entered the room, sat on the imperial concubine's couch, pouting her mouth and able to hang an oil bottle, and holding torn drawing paper in her hand. She felt a little uncomfortable, not for a painting, but a little disappointed.

It turns out that when naughty children commit suicide, they are also cold.

The old lady took her drawing paper and took a closer look, nodding in appreciation, "It seems that she didn't learn from the painter in vain. This artistic conception is really good, it's a pity."

If I could complete it, it would be a remarkable painting. With Zilan's current age and ability, this would be very good.

Zi Lan lowered her head and looked very sad. She rarely had such a good mood and wrote very smoothly. After all, she was not a talented child, and she relied on hard work.

I like painting very much. Finally, a master came to teach Chinese painting. When I encountered this time, I wrote like a magical one, but it was completely ruined.

"Okay, don't you feel uncomfortable. You are going to the farm tomorrow. If you have fun for a day, you can't make any mistakes with her. Now you understand why I don't let you sympathize with others so kindly. Poor people must have something hateful."

The old lady reached out to hold Zi Lan in her arms and patted her gently.

This was the first time Zilan experienced the disputes in the Gaomen Courtyard, which made her feel a completely different side of the quarrel with her modern friends.

Shuhui carefully ran to find something and glued Zilan's drawing paper back on, "It's really pretty. We were so happy to see the lotus that day."

Carefully collect it.

"Sister Lan, just give it to me if you don't want it. I like it quite well. Grandma, what's wrong with Xuan'er? This is intentional revenge. Ha! It's such a good person who has no good reward."

The old lady was very angry, and she felt really uncomfortable when she looked at her granddaughter. This child was very strong and did not like to cry and showed weakness and misfortune. This was already very uncomfortable.

"I asked Madam Xu to go. When you leave, I will take her to the village for a while. When will I understand the rules and come back again? This child will not be able to not beat him."

Just as Yang was talking, he saw his daughter tilted into his mother's arms, and his little face disappeared and his eyes lost its luster. He felt extremely distressed.

"I just heard Hongmei say a few words, why is this for a quarrel?"

Yang asked.

"Auntie, there is no quarrel. My uncle said he would take us to the farm for a day. My sister begged her brothers and went together. She went to the front yard to inform us of good news.

As a result, after a while, the servants went back and forth, saying that my sister's painting was destroyed by Sister Xuan'er, and she took revenge on purpose."

Shuhui also stomped her feet angrily, why is this person like this?

Yang was silent, pursing his lips and didn't know what to say.

"Forget it, it's just a painting, it doesn't matter. I'll take a two-day rest and then draw it."

Zi Lan sighed, what else can I do? Is it not worth it to beat Zhao Xuan'er for a painting?

"Lan'er, stay away from her from now on. This child is not upright, and I'm really worried."

Yang finally said this and kept it in his heart. He was unwilling to teach his children something bad, nor was he willing to destroy the children's kind nature.

"I understand. I will hide from her in the future. I think there is no place to be sorry for her, but it is really heartbreaking to treat me like this. Are you bullying the weak and afraid of the strong?"

She didn't dare to deal with Shuhui, so she took revenge on herself because she was also a child from a foreign family and lived in the Marquis's Mansion temporarily, while Shuhui was a eldest lady, so she couldn't afford to offend her.

"Hmph! Just like what my mother said, the seeds of bad intentions. My sister still takes care of her like that."
Chapter completed!