As Tang Xi's wedding day approaches, more and more guests come from far away.
The Tang family was so powerful that even if the wedding was held in the ancestral home, it was still very lively. Rich families from all over the country, friends or not, all sent people to congratulate them.
There are more and more people in the Tang Mansion, with a variety of accents.
Simultaneously, Mrs. Tang had more guests to meet, and it was difficult for Mingwei to go there often.
She asked Tang Xi for the key to the library, and spent her time upstairs watching the scenery and chatting with the two maids.
Ever since the incident of catching the thief, Haiyan looked at her in a strange way.
Mingwei guessed that it might be because she saw the little white snake that night.
At that time, the little white snake was fighting with magic, and its magic power leaked out, allowing Haiyan to see its true form.
In the past few days, Haiyan has been secretly observing her, but unfortunately she can no longer see the little white snake.
"Okay, okay! These slices are ready to eat!"
The snow parrot's voice called back Haiyan's attention. She looked down and saw a small wire mesh placed on the small stove for boiling water, with several thinly sliced meat slices sizzling on it.
of oily shine.
The more familiar I become, the more I feel that this Miss Mingqi is really not like an ordinary lady.
The girl from another family came to read a book, so she read it honestly. She didn't, she was honest for one day, and the next day she asked Xue Ying to bribe the kitchen and bring over a bunch of ingredients for barbecue.
Open fires are prohibited in the library, and there is only a small stove for boiling water on the balcony on the second floor that is used for viewing.
Take away the kettle, put up the barbed wire, and you can barbecue...
Haiyan doesn't quite understand. If you want to eat barbecue, can't you grill it in the yard? Why do you have to come to the library?
As a result, Miss Mingqi answered her like this: "What's the point of barbecue in the yard? It's very exciting when you have to bake it in a place where you can't bake it."
Hmm... After Haiyan tried it, she felt it made sense...
For example, now, every time the meat is grilled, the three of them share it quickly as if they are stealing it...
The taste may not be better than what is made in the kitchen, but it is inexplicably delicious.
After eating, they chatted.
Miss Ming Qi didn't know much about Nanchu's affairs, so she listened with great interest no matter what they said, even if it was about the vindictiveness of the maids, she was very interested.
"Hey, you are serving the old lady, no one should dare to offend you, right?"
"Of course." Xue Ying said, "So we usually don't make trouble with them and lower the price."
This is the pride of being the old lady’s personal maid!
"So, when you are a maid, the best place to go is with the old lady, and then the ladies? What about the young ladies?"
"It's good to have a lady who is in power, such as the eldest lady's housekeeper, and the maids around her are all good everywhere. The ladies are also good, but they may be married off. The young master... is good for some people, but for others
Some people are very bad."
"Why?"
Xue Ying pursed her lips and smiled: "If you are ambitious, don't you just climb high?"
Mingwei suddenly realized.
This ambition is about whether to be a concubine, right?
As a maid, if you want to get rid of the fate of being a slave, this is a good way.
"Do all the sons of the Tang family take concubines?"
"Well, it varies from person to person. For example, the eldest young master has already accepted countless maids. The second young master doesn't like it. He doesn't even use maids."
Speaking of this, Mingwei showed a curious expression and lowered his voice: "By the way, I have always wanted to ask you something. I see that Miss Xiuyi seems to be a little different when it comes to the second young master. Does she like the second young master?"
This kind of thing is what the maids like to talk about. Xue Ying said: "Yes, everyone from the Duke's Mansion in Kyoto to the old house in Yidu knows about it."
Haiyan also nodded.
Mingwei was puzzled: "What is the relationship between the two of them? Miss Xiuyi seems to call the second young master senior brother? Did the second young master also become a witch?"
Xue Ying curled her lips: "Nothing. In fact, the second young master was rescued by the old master of the Wumen when he was in the southwest in his early years. They were still young at that time, and Miss Xiuyi called the second young master senior brother, and no one objected.
I kept shouting and shouting, and that’s it now!”
"It turns out that the Tang family and the Wumen have such a connection!"
The snow parrot smiled and said no more.
Although she is currently serving Miss Ming Qi, she is still a maid of the Tang family and there are some things she cannot say.
"Hey, the wedding is coming soon, isn't it? It's only been a few days, why haven't you two young masters come back yet?"
"I don't know!" Xue Ying hesitated and couldn't help but said, "Second Young Master probably doesn't want to come back."
"Why?"
Xue Ying looked around and lowered her voice: "The eldest lady doesn't like the second young master. The mother and son are together and often have troubles. Therefore, the second young master has not lived at home since he was a teenager and always goes out to study."
Mingwei was surprised: "Didn't you say that the second young master is also a talented person? How could the eldest lady not like him?"
"It seems that the eldest lady feels that the second young master is lonely and has no respect for his parents and brothers..."
Speaking of this, she was suddenly bumped by Haiyan. Xueying realized that she had said too much, so she smiled and said, "Parents and children should also get along with each other, just like my family. My parents just like my elder sister more. There is nothing I can do about it."
…”
When the topic reached this point, the snow parrot stopped talking.
Mingwei didn't ask any more questions and turned to talk about food, as if it was just a casual question.
In the evening, Mingwei went to Wen Xiuyi's place to make medicine.
The Tang family has made a lot of money, including Tianshan Snow Lotus and Millennium Ganoderma lucidum that are hard for outsiders to take a look at, all piled up in a room as if they are free.
Mingwei looked at everything, breaking off some roots from time to time to taste.
Wen Xiuyi stared at her as if she were on guard against a thief and said, "Don't even think about taking the opportunity to get some medicine to heal yourself."
Mingwei looked at her helplessly: "Sister! If you can prepare a magical medicine for healing just by tasting it, wouldn't I become the best doctor in the world? How can I be a charlatan?"
"..."
Mingwei ignored her and picked out the medicines he needed, baking them, boiling them, grinding them...
She makes medicines, and Wen Xiuyi also makes medicines.
The two of them sat facing each other like this, neither of them could do anything.
Gradually, Wen Xiuyi ignored her.
The secret medicine of the Wumen was no easier to prepare than hers. She had to devote a lot of attention to it, and she also had to prevent the recipe from being stolen by Mingwei.
Whenever Wen Xiuyi turned her back to match, Mingwei's sleeves moved.
The little white snake got out of it and swallowed the medicine handed over by Mingwei in one gulp.
After a few days, Wen Xiuyi found that the medicinal materials were used up very quickly.
"Did you hide it secretly?" She stared at Mingwei warily.
Mingwei spread his hands: "Don't slander me! You have to search me before going out every day. Where should I hide the medicine? Eat it in my stomach? I'm not afraid of dying from half-baked medicine?"
Wen Xiuyi was still suspicious, but she couldn't find any evidence.
Mingwei said sincerely: "Do you think that everyone is like you, and medicine rarely fails? I'm not specialized in this. It's good to know how to make it. Don't think so highly of me."
Wen Xiuyi thought about it...it seems reasonable? (To be continued)