Looking at the scraps of paper on the ground, Yazhi was thoughtful.
It is taboo to write derogatory letters privately, let alone the young master's. The main culprit was the wife of the wife. If this moment was spread, I don't know how many people would talk behind her back. How arrogant would this domineering woman be at that time?
As I was thinking about it, a familiar figure appeared on the street.
Isn't it the young master?
Yazhi ran up first, then turned back and shouted: "The young master is back."
Xia Shang held a thick stack of papers in his hand, all of which came from Sai Fushun. Not to mention that life and death in the Hua Dynasty were expensive, so the ones in Xia Shang's hands cost at least ten taels of silver.
On the way, Xia Shang was humming a song and was in a good mood. He saw Yazhi's pretty little figure walking from a distance to her, like a cheerful rabbit throwing herself into his arms. He felt even more happy after seeing her.
"Master, why did you buy so much paper? Come on, Yazhi will carry some for you."
"Goodbye, I'll be home soon. Don't wrinkle the paper. I have something important to tell you tonight."
"What's the matter?"
"Copy the book."
…
After dinner, Xia Shang hurriedly called the three women at home together. He first cut the paper into two palm-sized pieces, then placed the pen and ink he bought on the table and threw down his manuscript.
"Everyone, this young master is going to implement an important plan. This plan is related to the future of the Xia family, so you must take it seriously. Do you hear me clearly?"
Xia Shang clasped his hands behind his back and spoke mysteriously around the three women in front of the table.
No one knew what he was going to do, but they all nodded seriously when they saw that he was serious about what he said.
Xia Shang continued: "Do you see the manuscript on the table? Before sunset tomorrow, each person will copy the manuscript on the table five times. The more the better, can it be completed?"
"Yes!" Xiaoyue was the first to raise her hand, full of enthusiasm.
Xiaoyue's enthusiasm made Qin Huairou a little confused, thinking to herself, doesn't this little girl hate her husband? Why is she so cooperative all of a sudden?
Yazhi was a little strange and asked: "Master, what is the use of letting us copy these?"
"Don't ask, just copy it."
The three women looked at each other and picked up their pens one after another.
Xiaoyue is always thinking about the maid who is married to her, so when she finally gets the chance to help the young master, how can she not cash it in?
What should the young master do if he is moved when he sees that he has worked so hard?
What if the young master thinks I am useless?
Sooner or later, someone will belong to the young master, so it is right to help the young master!
Xiaoyue is such a little girl who loves to have random thoughts and random thoughts. She is completely immersed in her own fantasy and has no idea what she is copying.
On the contrary, Qin Huairou didn't take it seriously at first, but as she wrote she was attracted by the story and completely immersed in it.
Only Yazhi was absent-minded, looking around and not knowing what she was thinking.
Xia Shang noticed something was wrong with Xiao Nizi and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
"No...nothing..."
"Nothing else? Look at what I copied."
Yazhi looked down and found that there was a large piece of ink dripping on the paper in front of her without even noticing it. She immediately panicked: "Master, I'm sorry, I..."
"What's the big deal?" Xia Shang gently put his hand on Yazhi's shoulder, "Just change it and start over."
"oh oh."
"Tell me what's on your mind first and then copy it. Seeing how worried you are, how can you copy it well?"
Yazhi hesitated for a moment, then put down his pen and stood up, approached Xia Shang, and whispered: "Master, I discovered something, I don't know whether I should talk about it or not."
"speak!"
Yazhi secretly glanced at Qin Huairou again and found that she was concentrating on copying books, so she quietly said to Xia Shang: "Master, someone sent a post before you came back. It seems that it was sent by Miss Xian'er. But Mrs.
Tear it apart. Madam, she did this kind of thing behind the young master's back. Yazhi cannot turn a blind eye and must tell the young master."
After saying that, Yazhi lowered her head, but wanted to see the young master's expression. Of course, she hoped that the young master would get angry and teach the woman a lesson. But for a while, the young master did not make any move.
Just when he mustered up the courage to secretly glance at the young master, he saw that the young master's eyes were wrong. Why was he looking a bit sinister? He was also looking at Qin Huairou, as if he was afraid of being known by the other party.
Just as she was wondering, Xia Shang carefully pulled Nizi outside the house.
Just as Yazhi was about to ask something, Xia Shang quickly made a silent gesture.
"Shh!"
"..."
"Is what you said just now true? Miss Xian'er from Yichun Court really sent you a famous postcard?"
"kindness."
Yazhi didn't understand. Why did she ask this secretly? Shouldn't she ask the woman openly why she tore up the name card? Why was the young master so scared?
Xia Shang quietly looked inside again: "Do you still have your men's clothes?"
"exist."
"Go, go put it on quickly, let's take a tour of the night view."
"Master, it's already late. It will take at least two hours to get to Yangzhou..."
"What are you afraid of? At worst, I'll go back tomorrow morning and take a walk..."
"Master, we have no money."
"Don't worry, the young master has something secret on his body!"
"ah?"
After a few sentences of dialogue, the image of the tall and stalwart young master in Yazhi's heart collapsed instantly. It turned out that the young master had so many petty thoughts. No wonder Qin Huairou always had knots in her heart, all of which were hurt by this dandy young master.
But going out to play is better than copying books at home, and the young master is willing to secretly bring him with him because of his trust, so I feel quite happy thinking about it.
Without thinking much, he quickly sneaked into his room and changed into his previous men's clothes in a short time.
As soon as they left, the two of them arrived at the entrance of the courtyard one after the other.
"Master, where are you going?" Li Zhong came over.
"Uncle Zhong, I have something to go to Yangzhou tonight. I will return early tomorrow morning. You can talk to my wife."
"Going to Yangzhou? So late? Then... let me see you off, old slave."
"No, I'll hire a driver outside."
Although Li Zhong was confused, he couldn't ask any more questions, so he agreed and continued to clean up the yard.
…
Tell me who Xia Shang is?
After all, he is a person who is very good at pretending, loves to pretend, and does it very well.
Pretend, how can you pretend to be like it? Pretend well?
The essence is that three points are true and seven points are false.
Xia Shang had elegance in his heart, so he pretended to be a scribe in a very expressive way, and his ability to show off was unparalleled. As long as he stood in front of a person, with his hands behind his back, his chest held high and his head raised, he was a scribe with character and integrity.
.
But is he really that strong and upright in his heart?
of course not!
This guy is just a layman with three parts elegance and seven parts vulgarity!
Since he is a layman, he cannot escape the state of mind of a layman.
What is the state of mind of ordinary people?
Just one word "color"!
As the saying goes, all desires arise from "color".
Lustfulness is the standard for a common man.
That day I listened to Miss Xian'er's piano playing in Yichun Courtyard, and also heard many rumors about Miss Xian'er in the market. How could I not be interested in her?
Especially in such a situation where I haven't seen her face to face, I have all kinds of daydreams in my mind. Today, I suddenly heard Miss Xian'er taking the initiative to invite me. How could I not go and find out? (To be continued)