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Chapter 395: Not Small Ambition 2
Seeing Xia Chiwan's green little hands pointing out names one by one, Xia Boran's expression began to change.
Xia Chi Wanxiao, since her father wanted to pretend to be stupid to her, he insisted on her speaking clearly. As a daughter, she naturally had to obey her father's arrangements.
"These maids and slaves were bought one after another by the family over the past few years. They were all given names by Aunt Qiu."
Xia Chiwan simply took a pen and drew out the names of the slaves that he found "interesting" in red ink.
Every time Xia Chiwan made a stroke, Xia Boran's face stiffened.
"It seems that the name Aunt Qiu is really right. She likes the autumn scenery so much that she even named her maids and slaves with the meaning of autumn. Dad, do you think it is interesting or not?"
The more Xia Boran felt that the Prime Minister's Mansion had always been under his control, Xia Chiwan wanted to expose it.
"Originally, I was just a slave who could be considered a member, but I took the meaning of Qiu Jing. Wan'er discovered that in the past two years, especially this year, even some rough servants and servants have become attached to Qiu Yi."
Having said this, Xia Chiwan had to admire Aunt Qiu for being so good at naming.
There are dozens and dozens of servants in the prime minister's mansion, and together they are estimated to number more than 340 people.
About half of the slaves were named after Qiu Yi. Aunt Qiu Yi couldn't bear Xia Chiwan's dissatisfaction with such a favored name.
Seeing Xia Boran's ugly face, Xia Chiwan sighed, Aunt Qiu is a character after all.
I didn't see that Aunt Qiu was moisturizing things silently and subtly, making her so flexible that even Xia Boran, who had become a spirit, didn't notice it.
Unknowingly, the prime minister's surname was Xia, and the names of the servants and maids were all attached to autumn.
There are four seasons throughout the year. After summer, isn’t it autumn?
In this way, the current situation of the Prime Minister's Mansion is a metaphor. Summer is about to pass, and the Prime Minister's Mansion is the world of autumn.
Aunt Qiu couldn't make a big show of releasing her ambitions, so she could only use these small actions to make herself feel better.
How could Xia Boran, the prime minister, be so showy in front of Xia Chiwan?
Xia Boran raised his eyes and looked at Xia Chiwan. He had to say, Xia Chiwan's heart is really very thoughtful!
"My father said that I will leave this matter to you. You don't have to worry too much. Just do whatever you want. You should understand what it means to be a father."
"Yes, Dad."
Xia Chiwan bowed to Xia Boran gently and gave Xia Boran a firm look. She must complete this matter very well!
"Hahaha, you are indeed my Xia Boran's daughter!"
Xia Boran reached out and patted Xia Chiwan's shoulder slightly vigorously.
Xia Chiwan felt a little pain, but her eyebrows did not loosen even a moment, and she managed to hold off Xia Boran's slap.
Also, the Prime Minister's Mansion was almost "changed" by a woman, and a lowly aunt at that, without even realizing it.
It happened that Xia Boran found out such a shameful thing not by himself, but by his daughter whom he didn't like before.
One can imagine Xia Boran's current mood.
"As my father's daughter, everything is as it should be."
Faced with Xia Boran's "praise", Xia Chiwan accepted it naturally.