Jia Lian walked around the screen wall and walked into the courtyard.
I saw Xing'er covering his swollen face with one hand and wiping tears with his sleeve with the other, surrounded by four people with their arms crossed.
There were five or six teenage servants and maids, standing aside and watching the hilarity and bustle. Even the little boy who was the boss at the door ran in, chattering and laughing.
Zhu'er saw Jia Lian coming in first, so he quickly stopped scolding and tugged on Wang Xin's clothes with his hands.
Wang Xin curled his lips and glanced sideways at Xing'er, then turned his head and saluted Jia Lian.
Jia Lian smiled:
"Don't stop, it's so lively, it would be a pity not to continue."
In the eyes of everyone, Jia Lian wandered straight to the door of the main room, then stopped and ordered:
"Feng'er, go and move a stool here. The second master wants to sit in the yard so that he can hear it more clearly."
Feng'er was stunned for a moment, and finally had to go into the house and move the stool out.
Jia Lian sat down with a smile, crossed his feet, straightened the corners of his robe, and then waved to everyone:
"Continue, don't stop, I love listening."
Wang Xin could tell it was something strange.
I thought to myself: What is this swinger doing today? What is he going to do?
He is the boy Wang Xifeng brought from his natal family, and he is also the closest family member second only to Lai Wang. Naturally, he is smarter and more discerning than others. He rolled his eyes and hurried forward to hit Qian'er again:
"The slaves just broke the rules and made a fuss about the second master. The slaves knew they were wrong."
He thought that after he said this, according to Jia Lian's previous temperament, he should just wave his hand: "Forget it, go down." Then, everything would be fine.
But this time, he guessed wrong.
Jia Lian is smiling:
"Don't mention it, you guys are in the middle of this quarrel. They are a group of people, and they are only half of the fun. It's so anticlimactic. How disappointing.
Go on, I have to see who loses and who wins in the end."
Wang Xin couldn't see Jia Lian's happiness and anger, his eyes wandered back and forth, and he immediately said with a smile:
"Slaves are bastards, don't dare to do it anymore.
Mr. Er Ye has a lot of people, so don’t be as knowledgeable as the younger ones."
Jia Lian thought:
This group of Wang Xifeng's subordinates are all smart, as if they have honey on their lips, but in their hearts they don't think down of their master at all.
Wang Xifeng's people dare to bully Jia Lian's people so openly, which only shows that the original owner is really unworthy.
It seems that I have to build up my prestige little by little.
Jia Lian took the tea handed over by Feng'er and gently used the bowl lid to remove the tea leaves floating on it:
"Whether you dare to do it in the future or not, I haven't seen it.
All I see now is that no one is willing to listen to my orders."
Xing'er's cleverness suddenly came to him, his eyes were chattering, and he suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Wang Xin, shouting:
"You guys insist on forcing me to hit the wall, how can you be at peace! Do you still have a master in your eyes? Do you think there are no rules and regulations in this house?"
Wang Xin understood that he had Jia Lian's support and took the opportunity to set a trap for himself.,
It's a pity that I didn't dare to make fun of him anymore, so I had to break free and said:
"What are you talking about! When did I not have a master in my eyes? Stop making false accusations against me."
Xing'er glanced at Jia Lian secretly.
Seeing him drinking tea leisurely, nodding in his direction, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, he suddenly became even more proud and shouted loudly:
"You just said that I am blind and holding dregs of tofu. What do you mean?"
Wang Xin couldn't get away from Xing'er's tug, and he didn't know how to answer this, so he became even more angry and cursed:
"When did I say these words? If you dare to frame me again, I will beat you to death!"
Xing'er's cheeks were still burning and hurting at this moment, so he naturally refused to give up:
"You shrinking bastard! You have the guts to say it, but why don't you have the guts to admit it?
You also said that I was holding the wrong thigh, and everyone in the yard heard it just now.
Please tell me, whose thigh did I hug in the wrong way? Whose thigh did you hug in order to dare to bully others like this?"
From the side, Jia Lian muttered to himself again:
"I didn't expect that this yard is not big, and it is divided into gangs and established mountains. This is really not a small matter."
Wang Xin became anxious after hearing this. He threw Xing'er somersault away with a fierce flick of his life. He swore at Jia Lian:
"Second Master, don't believe this kid is a maggot! If I say those stupid things, I will die badly!"
Xing'er fell down again, got up and was about to hit Wang Xin with his head, but was held by Zhu'er and Shou'er who just waited for an opportunity and pulled his hand away, saying:
"Xing'er, please stop making trouble, you are too unruly."
Jia Lian was very clear in his heart. The people who are colluding and colluding at the moment must capture the thief first and capture the king first.
He could have called Lai Da in and dragged Wang Xin out to give him a beating.
But...beating the dog depends on its owner, and he hopes Wang Xifeng can stop it on his own.
After all, they are still a serious couple now, and the whole family is aware of the commotion, which makes everyone look bad.
Smart people don't need heavy hammers to sound drums, they only need to knock the mountains to shake the tigers.
Only a broken drum requires thousands of people to beat it.
So he took another sip of tea leisurely, as if he had just been distracted and didn't hear clearly, and said to the king:
"What did you say in the last sentence?"
Wang Xin quickly repeated:
"My slave just said: If I said those bastard words, I would die badly!"
"What? Please speak louder and don't sound like a mosquito."
Wang Xin had no choice but to repeat loudly:
"My slave just said: If I said those bastard words, I would die badly!"
"Your voice might as well be buzzing like a fly, I can't hear you clearly."
Wang Xin was forced to have no choice but to shout loudly:
"My slave just said: If I said those bastard words, I would die badly!"
Jia Lian handed the tea bowl to Feng'er and walked slowly to the entrance of the courtyard:
"I heard you speaking very loudly here just now. Why are you speaking so quietly now? Please speak louder so that I can hear you."
Wang Xin completely understood: Mr. Lian must have heard all the "bastard words" he just said, and now he was settling a score with himself.
Wang Xin could only admit his bad luck and continued shouting at the top of his lungs:
"If I said those bastard words, I would die badly!"
Jia Lian still shook his head:
"Is your voice broken? If you are mute, you can go to the backyard and clean the toilet.
If you shout more, you might be able to practice better.
Say what you just said two hundred times, then go around the yard, walk three steps and say it louder so that I can hear you."
Having said that, he pointed out:
"You are also unruly. You are noisy and noisy in the yard. How inappropriate is it!
As a punishment, you should follow him. If he takes three steps and shouts, you should follow him and shout "I heard you" and go ahead."
In the study, listening to Wang Xin's self-cursing in the yard, Jia Lian clenched a fist with one hand and raised it to the waist:
"Yeah!"
He took out the book and was about to continue studying liquor when suddenly there was a knock on the door:
"There is someone outside the gate looking for the second master."