The Princess Wei Yang

In the afternoon, Li Minfeng personally visited Li Weichuang.

Li Minfeng, the guardian's mother, had just arrived at the door and saw a girl in a silk vest, a long moon dress sitting against the door of a western house, talking to a little girl.

“What is Sister Purple Smoke embroidering?” The little girl was curious.

Purple cigarette smiled and showed her the embroidery in her hand. Li Minfeng's eyes were excellent. Far away, she saw a pair of colorful Yuanyang embroidered on the pad. She played in Ho Tang. Ho Tang was full of lotus flowers and very lively.

The little girl's eyeballs turned and laughed: "Sister Zi Yan, you want to marry someone! Tomorrow you will beg Miss Sansan to make you a good man! ”

Purple Smoke's face suddenly rose red. He took a hammer on the little girl's shoulder and took a sip: "Don't be ridiculous! ”

Purple cigarettes are only fifteen years old this year. They give birth to a duck egg face, their skin is white, and they smile like faint lotus flowers, which is a bit attractive. Li Minfeng glanced down at her, and there was a strange flash in her mind.

“'Don't be ashamed,' said the young maid. 'Miss San will certainly choose a good husband for you! ”

”Ziyan's smile faded.“ Miss San can't help herself, "she said softly.

The little girl stood still and tried to say something, but she stopped talking. Indeed, Miss San is a common girl. Although she has the favor of the old lady, she is not allowed to have the heart of the elderly lady. In the future, the marriage will only be difficult, the master is not surprised, and there is no better way out for the young lady.

Purple smoke sighed, rather unspeakable troubles, but suddenly heard someone cough heavily, suddenly frightened, raised his eyes and saw a young boy with a jade band standing in front of him, suddenly blushing, and proceeded with courtesy: “Young master. ”

“Uh, your name is Purple Cigarette?” Li Minfeng looked at her in a friendly way and gazed at her.

Purple smoke's face became more red somehow, whispering: "Yes, the slave is the big girl next to Miss Sang. Young Master, would you like to see the lady? ”

He did come to see Li Weijung, but now he changed his mind. Li Minfeng smiled: "No, I just accidentally lost a fan in the neighborhood yesterday. Now I'm going to ask my third sister to help me find it. ”

Purple cigarette laughed and said: "The slave can help. Where did the master's fan go? ”

“Just outside the door in the grass.” Li Minfeng Dao.

Li Minfeng and Ziyan walked out, and the little girl looked quietly beside her and suddenly frowned. She picked up her dress and quickly walked back to the house.

Li Weizhang was talking to Meizhu in the house. "Lady Li doesn't like the pavement, but she doesn't eat everything. For example, if you eat fish, the old lady only eats the flesh of the eye of the fish; if you eat chicken, you only eat seven cents of fat; if you eat sea fungus, you only pick the fat head of the stomach. Among all the food, the old lady's favorite is steamed duck. The duck is more refined than usual. Wash and remove the organs, fill the porcelain jar, and cook the duck in a flame for three days before steaming it crunchy. In the whole duck, the duck's palm is made alone. Cut off the bones and the palm cocoon, mix the spices and the orchids. Don't mention how fragrant that taste is. ”

Li Weichuang nodded his head and sent goose fur a thousand miles. The courtesy was gentle. The old lady likes to drink tea, and the duck. Li Minfeng's practice proves that he is a fine man.

At this time, a little girl outside the door probed her brain.

Li Weiyang Ming's eyes glanced at Xiusheng in a flash. The little girl was frightened. She only heard Meizhu inside and said: “Who's out there? Miss, let you in! ”

The little maid walked in and gave Li Wei Zhong a head: “Lady, the slave has something to report. ”

Li Weijiang glanced at her and whispered softly: "Miss, this is the little girl in the teahouse. ”

Little girl in the teahouse? I wondered, Li Wei Wei's eyebrows were gentle: “What's wrong? ”

"'The young master had just arrived,' said Xiu. 'There was a fan thrown in the grass outside. Then he asked a young lady to help him find it. Sister Ziyan had made a needle thread in the yard, so she went off on her own and asked the slave to come back and tell her. ”

Li Weichuang stared at Xiu for half a day and suddenly laughed: “Baiqiao, give her a packet, bring it up in three days to be a second-class girl. There is no need to go back to the tea room. She waits in the yard. ”

Xiu Er was overjoyed and quickly slapped her head: “Thank you, slave! ”

A little girl who did the rough work, raised it overnight to be a second-class girl, which is a great thing, Xiu went away with a laugh. Li Weiyang took a sip of tea and suddenly came to his senses. “Miss, Ziyan should have reported it to you first. Perhaps it was negligent. Don't blame her. ”

A girl leaves the courtyard with the young master without a report. Is this not a concern for her master, or has she completely forgotten her identity with joy? Li Weijiang smiled faintly. “It may have been her negligence for a while, or it may have been her big heart. I think this temple is too small. ”

Miss said this very seriously. Baiqiao now has a white face. Li Weichuang glanced at her and said: “Ziyang, like you, is the girl who came with me from Pingcheng. I am more intimate with the two of you than the others, but that doesn't mean that I can tolerate anything. ”

She lowered her head and became more frightened. She blamed the purple cigarette on herself. The master let her guard in the courtyard, and she ran away with people.

At this time, Baiqiu had not realized the meaning of the deep layer, but the ink bamboo had frowned.

“Go get all the girls and moms in the yard.” Li Weijiang gave a hint of instructions.

“Yes." Mulberry walked away.

Not long ago, the others arrived, except for the purple smoke, which had been gone for half an hour.

Li Weichuang sat on the chair and swept everyone over, pointing to one of the mothers: “I hate people who don't do their job properly, you go back to the butler yourself, just say that I can't stand you in this yard, make my own way! ”

“Ma'am, slave...” Once evicted, it's a dead end. Mama Liu looked pale and shook Cerser. “Slaves don't know what they did wrong...”

“What did you do wrong? Where have you been? Why didn't you let me know? Are you trying to get people to say I'm deliberately lazy? ”

Mama Liu was surprised: “Yes, sir said you didn't have to inform..."

“Bullshit! There's no such thing as going into someone else's yard! Brother is a person with pedagogical knowledge, how can you say such words? It's obvious that you are intentionally lazy! How dare you accuse me of getting 20 more boards!” Li Weichuang coldly said.

Mommy Liu was dragged down by Meizhu's conductor before she could make a plea. Everyone only dared to look at Mama Liu with a sympathetic eye, but did not dare to ask for a favor. They have understood that as long as the old lady still likes Miss San, then the owner of this yard, is and can only be Miss San, there can be no one beside her!

Purple smoke just walked in through the door with a smile on his face. When he saw the scene, he immediately whitened a pretty face!