Mao Er thought for a while and gritted his teeth and said: "Brother, I see that the women in Prince Yong's Mansion are all very evil. None of them are fuel-efficient lamps. That one might really kill us. Otherwise... let's fight.
Let’s give it a try?”
"You mean..." Mao Da's eyes flickered, obviously struggling in his heart, but Mao Er's next words moved him, "We are asking for money. As long as we can give money, it doesn't matter who we work for."
?Besides, if she can really get out of here, then our brothers will be prosperous. Silver women, you can have whatever you want."
"You are right. As the saying goes, wealth can be found in danger, so we brothers will fight for it this time!" After making up their minds, Mao Da and Mao Er simply said to Lingruo: "The slaves were blind before and offended me.
Master, I would like to ask you to spare me and others this time. I promise that from now on, I will only obey my master and do my best to assist my master!" The words sounded very nice, but his eyes glanced at the pile of jewelry from time to time. It was obvious that
That was the real reason for their surrender.
Ling Ruo saw all this and did not show the slightest displeasure. People with greed can easily grasp it. After the Mao brothers took the pile of jewelry down with smiles on their faces, Ling Ruo stroked his forehead and spoke warmly.
He said to Li Wei: "Go and have a rest. We can sleep peacefully for a while."
Li Wei felt a chill in his heart when he heard this, and whispered: "Master, are you saying that they... will still have different intentions?"
Ling Ruo played with the jade ring in her hand. She had taken it out from the pile of baggage before and had not given it to the Mao brothers. She also put away the bracelet given by Wen Ruyan.
"This kind of people will only be loyal to themselves. If there are not enough benefits to bind them, sooner or later they will rebel. You two should pay attention and tell me immediately if there is anything abnormal." Regarding the Mao brothers, there is
She is just using him, there is no trust at all; she is like this, and so are the Mao brothers.
In any case, after taking the two of them as their own, life in Lingruo's courtyard gradually improved, and the food they ate was no longer cold and dry. The Mao brothers diligently delivered hot meals and dishes every time.
However, Ling Ruo and others really couldn't praise their skills. Later, Mo Yu simply started cooking by herself. When she was in the mansion, she had stolen a few tricks from the chef in the kitchen and cooked a meal to a very high standard.
, even the Mao brothers were full of praise, saying that it was comparable to the restaurant; they didn’t want to go back to eat bad food after having good food, so from then on, in addition to buying some steamed buns and other things in the morning, they
, Mo Yu was responsible for the rest of the two meals, and they could only do a little hand-in-hand. Mo Yu was reluctant to see them at first, but after getting along for a long time, he was willing to see and talk more.
The days passed slowly in such calmness. On the day when her child was one month old, she specially asked the Mao brothers to buy incense candles and paper money to burn for her dead child. Amidst the smoke, she put away the resentment in her eyes little by little and just remained silent.
She quietly keeps it in her heart and sharpens it into a sharp and cold sword, which will be used to stab everyone who has ever wronged her.
On the first day of the first lunar month in the forty-sixth year of Kangxi's reign, it was a very sunny day. Li Wei got up early in the morning to boil water. There were chickens and fish in the yard that Mao Dashu had bought from the market a few days ago. Although it is different now.
It used to be, but it was also the first day of the Lunar New Year anyway, so I had to have a good meal.
After the water boiled, they slaughtered chickens and fish with the Mao brothers. They were very busy and lively. Ling Ruo did not join in the fun and watched them from the sidelines.
His thoughts slowly began to drift, and somehow he thought of Yinzhen. He should now pay respects to the emperor and Concubine De on the way into the palace.
She should have hated him so much, but as time went by, hate and love gradually became entangled, and even she couldn't tell whether she hated Yinzhen more or loved him more...
I was lost in thought when I suddenly heard Rong Xiang's voice. When I turned around, I saw him lying on the wall again, grinning at me. Rong Xiang often climbed the wall to come in these days, and the Mao brothers also knew about it, but they couldn't bear it.
The good thing about Ling Ruo is that Rong Xiang is smart and often brings some nice things to them, so as long as it’s not too much, he turns a blind eye and even puts an old table under the wall.
It is convenient for Rongxiang to jump down.
Rong Xiang jumped down from the wall neatly with a big baggage on his back. He bowed to everyone one by one and said, "Niu Hulu, Ronglu, I wish you all a happy new year. Thank you for taking care of my sister in these days. I wish you all the best in the coming year."
You will be in good health and everything will go well!"
Mao Da, who was shedding his chicken feathers, wiped his hands on his clothes and said with a smile: "What you said is quite pleasing to my ears. What's going on, do we still have to give you a red envelope?"
"It would be best if there was one!" Rong Xiang smiled and stretched out his hand. He was familiar with everyone, even people from the market like the Mao brothers.
"It's a beautiful thought!" Mao Da hit him on the back of the head, but still took out a sealed red envelope from his sleeve and handed it to him and Mao Er. Following Li Wei, Mo Yu all handed over the red envelope.
They were a small silver-enameled dagger and a jade pendant to ward off evil spirits. Apparently they had expected that Rong Xiang would come over today, so they specially prepared them. These were also the few things they had with them.
Unlike the Mao brothers who responded to the situation and tried to please them, Li Wei and Mo Yu both treated Rongxiang as their own younger brothers. Although they were born from the same child, Rongxiang was much more like Ling Ruo than Yilan and was easier to get along with.
Rong Xiang has a childish nature, so he opened the red envelope as soon as he got it. When he saw that Mao Da and Mao Er's red envelopes only contained a few coins, they said jokingly.
When Mao Er heard this, he immediately shouted: "Just be content. At least you have a red envelope, but my eldest brother and I have nothing."
Rong Xiang smiled and didn't answer. He just walked to Ling Ruo and said, "Sister, everyone else has given them red envelopes, and you are the only one left. Isn't it my biological sister?"
When facing this younger brother, Ling Ruo looked very gentle, caressing his head and said, "You have thanked so many people for my sister, so of course you can't spare this red envelope, and everyone has it."
After taking out the red envelope and handing it to Rong Xiang, Ling Ruo distributed the remaining red envelopes to Li Wei and others one by one.
"We have one too?" Mao Da originally looked at them with some envy as they took the red envelopes, but when he found Ling Ruo walking up to him and handing over the red envelopes, he was stunned for a moment.
"If I already have everything, how can I treat one with less favor than the other without you? Besides, I have received your help these days. It's just that there is no money in it. I made the wishful tassels with colorful ropes myself. I hope you won't dislike it." Ling Ruo smiled.
road.
Mao Da and Mao Er accepted the red envelope with complicated expressions. They could hardly remember how many years they had not received a red envelope. They only knew that when they were six years old, their parents both passed away and they were kicked out of their home by a group of relatives who coveted the family property.
No one has given them red envelopes since they were on the street. Unexpectedly, they received them from a woman much younger than them.