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Chapter 22 Dismounting

On this day, after having dinner in the main courtyard of the General's Mansion, while the sunset was still blazing and the sky was bright, Jia Cong and his young servant Wangcai came to the second room for the first time.

Sure enough, the second bedroom is just the second bedroom, even the atmosphere is different.

The density of maids and servants is obviously greater than that of the General's Mansion.

I met a lot of servants coming and going on the road, and all of them were unhurried and relaxed, with no sense of urgency at all.

What's more, when it should be busier, I saw many young men and maids gathered in pavilions on the roadside, chatting in groups.

What is this operation?

When they saw him, a strange young man, no one came forward to ask any questions.

With such alertness, if an outsider sneaks in, he won't be able to notice it for a moment.

My evaluation of the servants in the house has dropped several levels.

Fortunately, the mother-in-law who was guarding the second door did not let the young man Wangcai follow him in, otherwise he would have doubted whether Rongguo Mansion was prepared for defense.

But that's it, he just announced his identity, and with the young man's wealth as a witness, the woman who was guarding the second door let him go easily, and had no intention of continuing to interrogate the real details. It seemed strict but was actually loose.

"Boss, boss, here I come!"

After entering the second gate, what he saw was even more prosperous and beautiful. All the people coming and going were maids and women. Jia Cong didn't know where to go for a while.

Damn, he has never walked around the second house before, so he is not familiar with the roads.

At this moment, Huan San, who had made an appointment for a long time, hurried over. When he saw Jia Cong, he was embarrassed to explain: "Boss, my aunt is really annoying. She held me back for a while and couldn't come over..."

"It's okay, I've already entered the second gate!"

After waving his hand, Jia Cong had no intention of paying attention to Aunt Zhao's fuss and said with a smile: "Lead the way, I don't know where the second brother Lian lives!"

"good!"

Huansan didn't talk nonsense, turned around and led the way, spoke sharply, and called the maid sister when he saw her. Judging from his casual attitude, it was obvious that he had been familiar with her for a long time.

This guy is really a good communicator!

With him as the boss suppressing him and not being led to bad behavior, and the Jia family's natural beauty and sweet mouth, it was easy to win the favor of the "pampered" Miss Fus.

"Hey, who is this little brother? I've never seen him before?"

The maid they met simply stopped and chatted with Huan San. Then they turned their attention to Jia Cong, who had been silent all this time, and asked curiously.

Jia Cong is no longer the so-called transparent person. He has a strong body that is half a head taller than Huan San. He exudes a sense of casualness, which is very eye-catching.

"My boss, Brother Cong over there in the main room!"

Huan Sanyi gave a thumbs up, his pretty little face was full of pride, and he introduced loudly: "Sister Hu Hu, my boss is very powerful..."

Unfortunately, Huan San, who was still a bit like a child, did not notice Hu Hue's rapidly becoming cold demeanor. When he had just finished talking, this second-class maid, who was quite respectable in Rongqing Hall, did not show any signs of contact with Jia Cong. Thoughts of acquaintance, I said my goodbyes and left indifferently, not even bothering to take a closer look.

Tsk…

Fortunately, Jia Cong was mentally prepared and was used to such neglect in the main world, otherwise Haizhen might not be able to withstand Amber's neglect.

"Boss..."

Huan San also keenly sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere. He was at a loss for a moment and his face turned pale. He knew how tyrannical the boss's 'force' was.

"fine!"

Waving his hand, Jia Cong said leisurely: "Go directly to Brother Lian's place. Don't waste any more time. It will save you and me from looking bad!"

How could he not see that Huan San deliberately showed off his skillful relationship with the maids in the second room.

It's just that this boy forgot one thing, the status of the concubine in Rongguo Mansion is not high, only a little higher than the so-called maids and servants.

Forget about ordinary maids and little maids. Those big maids who are famous in Rongqing Hall have high eyesight, but they may not necessarily look down on the concubines in the mansion.

Just like just now, Amber said that if you don’t give face, you won’t give face!

Tsk tsk...

If this were left outside, even a fifth-grade Beijing official would not dare to be so arrogant.

That is to say, the old lady loves the beauty and beauty of the little girl. If she dares to be so arrogant after getting married, she is really asking for her own death.



Huan San didn't bother anymore, and took Jia Cong around for almost half an hour, and finally arrived at the small courtyard where Jia Lian lived.

It's really a small courtyard, just a little bigger than the small courtyard where Jia Cong lives.

Speaking of which, there are quite a few large courtyards in the second bedroom, and some of them are still vacant. As a result, Wang Xifeng, the inner housekeeper with real power, lives in a place that is not as good as many outer houses of the government.

I just don’t know, does Wang Xifeng know this?

Huan San took the initiative to greet the little maid guarding the yard, and soon attracted a big maid with a soft aura.

"Sister Ping'er, is Brother Lian here?"

Seeing the visitor, Huan San smiled and asked, "My boss wants to see Brother Lian!"

He pointed at Jia Cong, who had no intention of speaking, and introduced: "My boss, the third brother Cong from the eldest room!"

"Hello, sister Ping'er!"

Jia Cong did not dare to neglect and went forward to greet him with courtesy.

This person is Wang Xifeng's number one confidant. He is one of the top bosses in the Rongguo Mansion. Jia Cong is far behind her, so he doesn't dare to show off.

"You, are you Mr. Cong?"

Ping'er was also surprised when he saw Jia Cong.

Jia Cong's body is much stronger than Jia Huan's, and he is half a head taller. Some people believe that he is a ten-year-old boy.

No wonder Ping'er was so surprised. It was well known that the relationship between Mrs. Xing and Wang Xifeng, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, was quite bad. Wang Xifeng had not been to the main house for a long time.

As Wang Xifeng's confidant, Ping'er has naturally not been to Dafang for a long time, and has not seen Jia Cong at all in the past six months.

In her impression, Jia Cong was still a timid child with a weak body. Not only compared to the second master of Phoenix Egg Treasure, he was even inferior to the three consecutive ones.

But now...

"Who?"

Just as I was stunned, a clear and lazy voice came from the room: "What's the matter? Can't you come to the room to talk about it?"

There was some dissatisfaction in his tone.

"Second Grandma, Third Master Huan and Third Master Cong from the first house are looking for Second Master Lian!"

Ping'er didn't dare to neglect and hurriedly took Huan San and Jia Cong into the house.

They are all relatives in the house, so they don't pay much attention to them.

"I've met my sister-in-law!"

Seeing Wang Xifeng, Jia Cong came forward to greet him.

Just a quick glance revealed that Wang Xifeng was indeed a great beauty. Her lazy expression did not take Huansan and his visit to heart at all.

Jia Cong naturally didn't have much idea about this, as the hierarchy in the mansion was very strict.

"Hey, it's been a while, I haven't seen you for a while. I didn't expect Third Brother Cong to be so tall!"
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