Li Wei agreed, walked over and kicked Wu De hard on the crook of his knees before he could react. The weakest part of both knees was hit by him like this. Wu De, who was unprepared, could not stand. He immediately
He knelt down involuntarily, hearing Li Wei's leisurely voice,
"Steward Wu, remember, this is the way a slave should salute his master. Just like what you did just now means that the master is magnanimous and doesn't care about you. He also specially teaches you how to salute. You must remember it in the future. Don't
You have to forget it again, otherwise it won’t be so simple.”
Wu De was kicked to the ground for no apparent reason. Wu De was so angry that the fat on his cheeks couldn't help but tremble. Ever since he entered the Old Summer Palace, he has been relying on the big tree of Tong Jia to dominate and has never been angry. Now,
But he made such a big mistake, and immediately became angry
He stood up and sneered: "Master? What kind of master is she? She is just a deposed commoner. Others don't know, but I, Wu De, know it very well. Calling me "Mother" is already polite, so what kind of master is she?
prestige?!"
"Don't be so presumptuous!" Li Wei shouted angrily and raised his eyebrows: "How dare you, a slave, speak to my master like this? Are you tired of living?"
"What dare I not do?" Wu De raised his head and said loudly. He looked down on the Niu Hulu family from the bottom of his heart. How could a useless person have the right to be arrogant? The person behind him was Tong Fujin, the most powerful person in Prince Yong's palace now. He would be offended if he offended him.
Now, what else can we do to him?
After listening quietly for a long time, Ling Ruo threw away the wooden stick used to stir firewood, clapped her hands and stood up, looked at Wu De and said calmly: "You think I am not qualified to teach you a lesson?"
"I don't dare, it's just that the servant is in the kitchen, so I don't need to worry about it." He said he didn't dare, but his words were not respectful at all. He glanced at the purple clay pot still stewing in water and said, "Madam, if you have nothing to do, please invite me
Come back, slaves still have to work, they are not as leisurely as ladies."
Ling Ruo nodded noncommittally, and just when Wu De thought she was scared, an extremely cold voice suddenly came to his ears, "Come here, tie up this slave who has committed the crime below!"
Wu De was startled and yelled: "How dare you!" As soon as he finished speaking, he was hit hard on the face. It was Li Wei. He ignored Wu De who was shouting in anger and turned to the servant who was looking at each other.
: "You haven't taken action yet, haven't you listened to my wife?"
"Minion... I don't dare..." Under Li Wei's shout, one of them whispered back. They all knew how Wu De became the manager. Now, if they listen to Ling Ruo's orders to catch the bundle,
If you kill him, you will undoubtedly offend Wu De. There is no guarantee that he will not settle the score afterwards.
Seeing that no one dared to take action, Wu De, who had been fearful before, immediately felt relieved. At last, these people still had some sharp eyesight and knew which way the wind was blowing, otherwise they would not be able to eat and walk around.
Ling Ruo didn't care, and strolled to the iron pot that was bubbling continuously. He wrapped his hand in a thick cotton cover, took it out of the water, put it into the suitcase prepared early in the morning, and said: "Little Weizi"
, go and ask Zhou Yong to come over. If he is not here, just ask the Thirteenth Master to come over directly. He belongs to the Fourth Master.
My younger brother can be regarded as half the master of this garden." Zhou Yong originally stayed with Yinzhen with the dog for a while, but now that the garden has just been given, and Ling Ruo is also here, there are many things to do.
He wanted to deal with it, so he kept Zhou Yong, nominally the chief steward of the garden.
There was no anger in Ling Ruo's voice, as if he was talking about something insignificant, but when Wu De heard it, his heart skipped a beat. Damn it, how could he have forgotten these two people? He might be okay in front of other servants.
Showing off his authority, but who is Zhou Yong? The prince's cronies are all slaves, but they are also distinguished by high and low, not to mention there is a thirteenth master.
The more Wu De thought about it, the more his heart beat, but he still refused to be outdone and said with force: "Even if they come, I am not wrong. You, a useless person, have no right to deal with me!"
Ling Ruo smiled and sat down on the stool Mo Yu brought, without saying anything. However, the more this happened, the more unsure Wu De felt. He glanced at the door from time to time, hoping that it was Zhou Yong who came, so that he would care about Tong Fujin.
Maybe it will help you speak for yourself.
After making an appointment for a cup of tea, two figures came hurriedly. One of them was Zhou Yong. He walked faster than Li Wei. As soon as he came in, he hit Ling Ruo who was sitting there.
, "Slave Zhou Yong pays his respects to the lady. May the lady be blessed."
Zhou Yong is not a blind guy like Wu De. He can see where the real wind is blowing better than anyone else. From the day Niu Hulu stepped into this garden, he already knew about this former
Shu Fujin will rise again, and no one can stop him. What's more, Gou'er told him last night that Kangxi allowed him to enter Changchun Garden at any time and posthumously named the baby who died a few years ago as the Lord of Heshuo Jiyue.
Seeing Zhou Yong's respectful attitude, Wu De, who was still feeling lucky, was dumbfounded. He couldn't figure out why Zhou Yong was so polite to a commoner, even if the prince brought him to the garden.
So what, hasn't he never been restored to his position? This shows that the Niu Hulu family is nothing in the eyes of the fourth master.
"Get up." Ling Ruo was polite to him, pointed to Wu De and said: "You are in charge of the things in this garden. Now this slave is rude and keeps claiming that I am not qualified to discipline him. I wanted to call someone
I tied him up and let you deal with it, but no one did it, so I had to ask you to come and see what I should do."
"This..." Zhou Yong had a look of embarrassment on his face. Wu De was naturally nothing, and even if he died, it would be nothing more than being thrown into a mass grave. However, the people behind Wu De had to pay attention to him.
Maybe Tong Jia didn't care too much about Wu De, but if he dealt with Wu De here, he would be standing in the opposite direction to Tong Jia, who was the most favored Fujin in the house!
This matter... is really difficult! And Niu Hulu made it clear that she wanted to see his attitude, otherwise she wouldn't have called him over.
When Zhou Yong was thinking about how to reply, Wu De said with a sad face: "Boss, I'm wronged. I didn't say anything. I don't know if I don't like the slave. I said I wanted to teach him a lesson. Just now, Li
Wei also slapped the slave's ear, and you see his face is still swollen."
Seeing him confusing right and wrong there, Mo Yuliu raised his eyebrows and said harshly: "Manager Wu is confusing right and wrong in front of so many people. I'm so angry for you. The fact is that you are arrogant. Master asked Li Wei to teach you what a slave should do."
Instead of humbly accepting the courtesy, you contradicted me with words, which made the master angry."
When she exposed it to her face, Wu Depo felt a little embarrassed and retorted: "My wife has been deposed and has no name or position. I have already paid her a visit, so what else can I do?!"