Everyone's eyes were cast on this girl from the third family.
The common people have all heard about Mi Xiayao's recent "deeds" from their parents.
Everyone's expressions were different, except for the father and daughter involved who looked calm.
She walked over to her grandfather, replaced the servant, and carefully brought the old man into the carriage.
The curtain of the carriage fell down, blocking the inquiring eyes of the people outside.
The old man looked at Mi Xiayao intently, "I heard that you and your second son have been having some troubles recently?"
"As a family, there is no such thing as a holiday. It's just a little misunderstanding." Mi Xiayao looked at the old man with a smile.
He twirled his two beards, paused for a moment with half-closed eyes, and then smiled heartily.
The angry laughter spread outside the car, and everyone's expressions changed again.
The uncle and the eldest lady looked at each other. The former couldn't hold on, but there was a hint of anxiety in the latter's eyes.
In the car, the old man gave a meaningful hum.
"You are a girl who can bend and stretch, and you will be very successful in the future. Learn from your father, and I won't worry about you."
When Mi Xiayao heard this, she carefully poured her grandfather a cup of tea.
"My ability to bend and stretch is something I learned from my grandfather."
"Where are you, little girl, waiting for me?"
The old man was not stupid, and he quickly understood Mi Xiayao's obscure meaning.
He took the tea but didn't drink it.
"Did you and A-Yuan discuss me again in private?"
Mi Xia Yao immediately lowered her head, acting as well-behaved as she had been when Mi Hanhai almost scolded her a few days ago.
"We are all doing this for your own good, grandpa. The more he cares about some things, the easier it is for him to go off track. This is what my granddaughter has understood over the years."
Her well-behaved and clever look had a different meaning in the eyes of the old man.
He took a sip of tea and sighed.
"That's all."
The brief words may sound like a daily sigh to others, but Mi Xiayao knew her grandfather, and he was giving in.
The road of the prince is dead, and the grandfather of the third prince does not want to stand... Then who else can take over the future of Daqi?
The carriage leisurely returned to the gate of Mi Mansion.
The backbone of the Mi family is back, and the formerly lifeless mansion finally has some popularity.
Mrs. Mi has been unable to go out these days because she is sick, so this time she went out to pick up Mr. Mi in person.
In the main hall, the old couple sat down on one side and the other on the left. It was a rare occasion when there were all the people in the room together.
Mi Xiayao thought for a moment, then stood beside her father and bowed her head.
"I can hear the news outside to some extent while I'm in prison. I heard that the boss is traveling around Beijing a lot, and he almost got into a quarrel with the old man from the Li family?"
Master Mi's tone rose slightly, and the uncle stood up and said bravely: "Yes, I originally wanted to ask Uncle Li for help, so I took Ayao with me."
In fact, the uncle said that he could entrust Mi Xiayao out or help Mi Xiayao hide.
When she heard her name, she guessed what her uncle meant.
Master Mi asked again, "What did he say to you?"
The uncle lowered his head a little more, "Uncle Li told us that we..."
When Mi Xiayao saw her uncle stammering, she couldn't bear his neat temper anymore and was about to say something.
However, her father pressed down her sleeves and stopped her.
The old man was not in a hurry to urge him, and just watched him mooing for a long time.
"He said we should survive with our tail between our legs, and that we are all clowns now."
When these words came out of my uncle's mouth, he was really embarrassed.
For a moment, the lobby fell into an eerie silence.
"knew."
After a long time, I only heard three low words from Master Mi.
The uncle sat back with relief.
"Second brother." The grandfather in the seat raised his voice with undeniable dignity.
Second Master Mi was most afraid of his father. After he came to the throne, he shrank his head uneasily.
"I'll ask you privately about your business later. Okay, let's all leave. It's not a big deal, so go ahead and do whatever you want."
Master Mi glanced at the restless second son, and then drove the others away.
The eldest uncle stood up to leave, but Mi Erye panicked and tried to pull the eldest brother's sleeve.
The last thing he got was a warning from his eldest brother in a low voice, "I told you many times not to mess with the third child, but if you insist, I can't protect you this time."
After saying that, he shook off his sleeves and walked out with a sullen face.
Mi Hanhai and Mi Xiayao noticed all the little moves of these two people. The father and daughter looked at each other and left the courtyard one after another.
She didn't know what her grandfather would mention to Mr. Mi Er.
Now that someone could control Mr. Mi, she no longer had to worry about what kind of dirty tricks this Mr. Mi might do to her.
What needs to be dealt with most right now is Lin Qiang, whom he met in the tavern last time.
She knew the Duan family very well. They had been cautious all their lives and acted low and small, only to survive and gain a small status.
It is absolutely impossible that after coming to the capital, they would dare to live arrogantly and domineeringly.
After she separated from her father, she went straight to the tavern.
As soon as she stepped into the lobby of the tavern, the discerning shopkeeper immediately greeted her and treated her with respect.
"Young Master, is there anything you want to tell me when you come to the store today?"
"The person who caused trouble with fake wine last time, could you please explain to me the ins and outs?"
The shopkeeper nodded quickly in response.
"When that guest came, he had already brought his own drink. We were very impressed with him. We stopped him many times and refused to bring it, but he gave it to us...ahem, a tael of silver."
When it comes to things that are not in compliance with the rules, the shopkeeper's expression is hidden, and it is rare that he feels guilty.
It doesn't matter. Our old club is in Qingzhou, where the mountains are high and the emperor is far away. No one cares about the rules, and the rules are becoming more and more loose.
Seeing that there was no change in the young master's face, he braved the situation and continued talking.
"At first, he was shouting and chatting for a long time with his fellow travelers. Many old customers sitting around complained to us about him. I went to remind the customer many times, but he never heard of it once.
"Later, you will see the young master's house."
Mi Xiayao frowned, she always felt that there was a loophole in this.
Just when she was puzzled, the sudden noise coming down from the second floor attracted her attention.
Lin Miao was wearing silk and satin. Although her bun was not full of jewels, a gold hairpin was quite impressive.
She was laughing and talking with her companions, and with a wave of her hand, the emerald on her finger dazzled.
Mi Xiayao cast her gaze with half-squinted eyes.
Unexpectedly, even though we were far away from the Duan family, we could still meet this "distant relative" on the same road.
She curled her lips, with a careless sneer on her charming features, and looked into Lin Miao's eyes across the distance.