Song Wan frowned: "No one has ever told Lin Jiayue about my identity as a silly girl?"
Vanilla shook her head: "Miss, you don't know that the house is in complete chaos now. Aunt Lin has asked the people under her to do the job rotation system. Everyone is worried about the kitchen, warehouse and other fat positions. How can anyone ask her anything?"
"Everyone wishes that there would be more chaos in the house. I can't find out whose hand is missing the amount. I heard from the servant that things are being lost down there every day, but the accounts are getting filled in more and more. Now it's taking turns, and I don't know. Who has the problem on that end? I’m afraid even a deity coming to earth wouldn’t be able to figure out this terrible thing.”
Song Wan's eyes darkened slightly, and he pondered for a moment before saying, "Let Mrs. Lang's tooth hunter make some inquiries. If you find a silly girl, you will buy her and send her to me to be married to Zhuangzi."
"A loyal servant should not be treated like this."
Vanilla nodded and turned to do it.
"Hengzhi, go find some melon stems for later use, and tell the servants that the Marquis will inform me immediately when he returns home."
Song Wan held the handkerchief and stood in front of the carved window of Longxiangzhai, feeling more and more bored that his life was now boring. In the past, she couldn't bear to deal with such trivial matters, but now she was constantly dealing with them, which was really annoying.
"When will the lady in charge of the mansion report to Lin Jiayue on the affairs of the mansion?"
"It's about time tomorrow."
Song Wan nodded, sat back on the futon, and started reading scriptures again.
At a quarter o'clock on the second day, Song Wan led Heng Zhi Heng Wu to Xiuyan Pavilion.
There were seven or eight women surrounding Xiuyan Pavilion. Some of these women were holding melon seeds in their hands, some were eating snacks, and some were spitting out tea foam. The most outrageous one was a stranger standing by the door. Mother-in-law, I don’t know what to pick my teeth with.
A group of people chatted incessantly, making Song Wan frown.
"Grandma."
When the women saw Song Wan, they stood up quickly. Their hands were littered with melon seeds, and they were messy.
"Where's Aunt Lin?"
A woman said: "Aunt Lin went to the kitchen to make ice cream for us. She said that after eating it to relieve the heat, you can do more work with less effort if you feel calm and calm."
Song Wan lowered his eyes, looked at the dirt on the ground and took two steps back slightly.
Seeing this, Heng Zhi said: "How can you still act like servants? Although Aunt Lin is a concubine, she is in charge of the house now and can be regarded as half of your master. Now that the top and bottom are confused, the master and the servant are not Who taught you Fen’s bastard behavior?”
"I asked them to do this, do you have any objections?"
Lin Jiayue and Qianbi were carrying large lacquer trays with several bowls of ice cheese on them.
As soon as she entered the room, she heard Heng Zhi scolding the housekeepers.
"I asked them to do this. They are all human beings, so why should they be classified into different ranks? Just because you are willing to kneel down and serve others every day does not mean that others are willing to do the same. In my Xiuyan Pavilion, there is no rule for people to kneel down to talk and work. .”
She couldn't bear to see Song Wan's noble and proud demeanor the most.
"Servants are also human beings, they are just helpers. Why should they commit suicide?"
"What are you talking about..."
Song Wan raised his hand, and Heng Zhi stepped aside and said nothing.
She was impatient to talk to Lin Jiayue about these useless things. She had only one purpose for coming today.
"I heard that you sold many servants?"
"So what? Do you know that the Hou Mansion doesn't need so many people?"
Song Wan said: "The Chengyang Marquis Mansion has been handed down for hundreds of years since its establishment in the dynasty. There has never been a precedent of selling a servant in the manor. Do you know?"
Lin Jiayue sneered: "This precedent has been set here, what do you want?"
Seeing Song Wan's indifferent expression and serious smile, Lin Jiayue laughed out loud: "You are not responsible for the revenue of the Hou Mansion. You can stand and talk without pain in your back. There are so many people in the Hou Mansion. If we don't reduce the number, won't we be punished? Being dragged down to death?"
Lin Jiayue actually thought she was supporting the entire Hou Mansion? With what, her two so-called profitable shops?
Song Wan was a little funny for a moment. Although he knew that this person was arrogant in the past, he didn't know that she would be so arrogant.
But these have nothing to do with her.
"I'm just here to tell you that servants in the mansion are not allowed to sell. Since there is no precedent for this in the Hou's mansion, you must not break this rule when you come here."
"Why are you telling me this?"
"Just because I am the Marquis of Chengyang."
Lin Jiayue smiled coldly, took out Jiang Mu's dental plaque from her arms and threw it on the table. She wanted to say a few more words, but she heard Song Wan say: "Are you using filial piety to suppress me?"
After saying that, he turned around and left.
What she wanted was just this sentence. Once her goal was achieved, there was no need to dwell on it.
Song Wan came inexplicably and walked away suddenly. Lin Jiayue frowned and could only convince herself that the other party was angry from embarrassment and could not hold on any longer.
"Don't pay attention to her. Let's eat first. Let's talk about business after eating."
The ladies looked at each other with concern, and almost broke out in a cold sweat when they suddenly saw Song Wan. But seeing how the eldest lady clearly didn't want to take care of things, they both felt happy again.
"Aunt Lin is a tolerant person. Now no one in the entire Marquis Mansion can say anything wrong about you."
"That's right, that's right. How have we, the servants, ever had such dignity in front of our master? In other courtyards, even a little boy wouldn't be able to sit on it."
Everyone complimented Lin Jiayue, but Lin Jiayue looked at Song Wan's back and pursed her lips without saying a word.
Walking back to Lan Courtyard, Song Wan said: "Tomorrow I will find a doctor from the government to check my pulse. He said that I have been seriously ill since I was pressed down by Lin Jiayue out of filial piety in Xiuyan Pavilion."
"My slave understands."
From then on, Song Wan went away to take some time off in the name of recuperating from illness. When Jiang Xingjian finished her work at Shanglinyuan Prison, she didn't see anyone in the house.
Jiang Xingjian didn't know that the Hou Mansion had been turned upside down. As soon as he had controlled the plague in the Education Department, he went to the court to report on his duties. As soon as he went down to the court, someone came to him.
"The Marquis is so handsome and blessed, but he really doesn't know how to show mercy to her, and he has wasted his youth."
"What do you mean by this, my lord?"
Jiang Xingjian's face was ugly, and she really didn't like someone mentioning Song Wan in such a joking tone.
The man chuckled and walked away.
While Jiang Xingjian was puzzled, Master Sun, a scholar from Dongge University, stepped forward and said, "Will the Marquis be free today?"
"I wonder if Master Sun has any advice?"
"Zhuo Jing and Mrs. Hou Ye met before to discuss the marriage of our little girl. Although the two houses have not yet decided, I think this matter should not be postponed any longer. There must be a judgment on whether it will succeed or not."
Jiang Xingjian said: "That's it."
"It's better to hit the sun someday. My wife is in the carriage now. Why don't you invite her to your mansion to meet Mr. Yan?"
Jiang Xingjian was slightly startled. She didn't know why the Sun family was suddenly so anxious. They couldn't wait until the next post to find a better day. It's just that the Hou family has already lost their marriage to the Lan family, and the Sun family's in-laws can't be lost again.
After thinking for a moment, Jiang Xingjian nodded and agreed happily.
Master Sun raised his eyebrows, gave him a meaningful look, and then quickly got into his carriage.
