Soon, Wuwei reported back to Zhou Yijing, telling Chujiu that he had hurt Lai Wu, and he did not forget to excuse Chujiu: "Master, Lai Wu behaved badly. Chujiu is not to blame for this at all. No matter how honest a person is, Even if you are bullied severely, you have to find a way to fight back."
Zhou Yijing remembered the scene when she met Chujiu by the lotus pond.
A helpless girl fought back after being forced into a desperate situation. Then she was afraid that she could not bear the consequences, so she wanted to escape by committing suicide.
Thinking about it this way, Chujiu's performance can be explained.
However, Zhou Yijing didn't quite understand her mother's thoughts as to why she sent Chujiu to Songyunju.
Wuwei asked carefully: "Sir, how do you plan to arrange Chujiu?"
Zhou Yijing said: "Let her take charge of the tea first."
A girl who was sold into slavery must have a poor family. It probably took her a while to learn how to make tea and boil water.
Wuwei responded, and couldn't help but feel relieved for Chujiu.
When Wuwei saw Chujiu, he taught her attentively: "Your Majesty loves Xinyang Maojian. The water for making tea is the mountain spring water sent from the villa every day. You must remember to boil the water over a high fire. When the water is old, it is not suitable." Let’s make tea again…”
Chujiu lowered his head, thinking of grandma in his heart.
After my grandma became ill, she had difficulty moving. The greatest pleasure was to drink tea with her. However, the doctor did not allow her to drink too much. She only took a small sip every time and only held the cup to smell the aroma of the tea.
Wuwei Xuxu said, seeing Chujiu's silence, he smiled helplessly: "There's no rush, just learn slowly."
He thought Chujiu couldn't understand. How do children from poor families know how to make tea?
Chujiu brewed a cup of tea under Wuwei's watchful eye, which made Wuwei very surprised. It turned out that Chujiu didn't understand, but remembered it in his heart after hearing it once.
Wuwei added: "The teacup should be placed on the right hand side of the Crown Prince. The Crown Prince is always busy and sometimes needs to read official documents. If the tea is spilled and the documents are wet, I can't save you. Also, don't touch the pen, ink and paper. I can take care of myself and worry-free.”
Wuyou is also the prince's servant. He took leave today and returned home, not at Songyunju.
Chujiu found it funny. It seemed that in Wuwei's eyes, she was dull and stupid.
Mrs. Hou waited anxiously until it got dark, then smiled and said to Haitang, "That's it, your prince is leaving Chujiu."
In the morning, Zhou Yijing specifically asked not to give up the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, but was interrupted by the news of Yu Wanniang's arrival. Mrs. Hou kept pounding in her heart, worried that Zhou Yijing would send the ninth day of the Lunar New Year back. Since there was no letter for a day, it seemed that Zhou Yijing was willing to give up. Chujiu stayed.
Mrs. Hou told Haitang: "Tomorrow you go to Songyunju and teach Chujiu well. She may not know anything, so don't let your prince dislike her."
At this time, Mrs. Hou felt a little regretful. She shouldn't have been so impatient. It would have been better if she had waited a few more days to teach her the rules of the ninth day before sending her to Songyunju.
Haitang went to Songyunju on the second day and brought a pink velvet flower to Chujiu.
"Now that you serve the Crown Prince, you must be well-dressed. This is also the Crown Prince's face." Haitang put the velvet flowers on Chujiu's bare bun and looked at Chujiu carefully: "Didn't Madam reward you with two silver hairpins?" Well, why don't you wear it? Well, your face looks fine, how about it, are you still used to it here?"
Chujiu smiled: "Thank you sister for thinking about me. Everything is fine with me."
When she first arrived in this strange world, Haitang was the first kindness she felt.
The two of them were talking when they heard Wuyou's voice outside: "The prince is back, hurry up and prepare tea."
Chujiu stood up and started making tea.
Haitang watched from the side, secretly amazed.
In rich families, women are very particular about everything they say and do. Needless to say, a serious young lady, a big maid like Haitang represents Mrs. Hou's face when she goes out, so her manners are also very good.
At this moment, Haitang looked at Chujiu. Although it was a simple movement, the movement of raising his hands was very pleasing to the eye, as if he had undergone strict training.
Chu Jiu walked across the threshold holding a tea tray, her skirt fluttering slightly as smoothly as flowing water, her pair of slender and delicate feet looming, her steps delicate but steady.
If she changed her clothes and dressed up properly, she would look like a lady raised in a boudoir.
Haitang secretly thought that Mrs. Hou wanted to teach Chujiu herself, but judging from Chujiu's description, she had nothing to teach her.
When Haitang left, Zhou Yijing happened to come out, and Haitang leaned forward and saluted: "I have met the prince."
Zhou Yijing said: "Did mother ask you to come?"
He thought Haitang was here to send a message for his mother.
Haitang said: "Madam wants me to come and take a look at Chujiu."
She's just a maid, why is her mother so interested in her? This thought flashed through Zhou Yijing's mind, but he had something to do, so he didn't delve into it further.
Not far away, the old woman sweeping the floor saw this scene and secretly passed the message to Yu Wanniang.
Yu Wanniang was not stupid. She took advantage of Guan Zhongfu's opportunity to cultivate her own spies, and this scumbag woman was one of them.
After hearing this, Yu Wanniang was furious: "Isn't Haitang serving Madam Hou? I really can't tell. This bitch usually pretends to be honest, but he is also thinking about the prince. It's really hateful!"
Yu Wanniang is a filial daughter. She is reluctant to leave her sick mother, but she is also worried about the affairs of Quyang Hou Mansion, especially whether Zhou Yijing was seduced by the maid, and whether he loved others behind her back.
In Yu Wanniang's eyes, the maids in Quyanghou Mansion all wanted to climb into Zhou Yijing's bed.
As for Chujiu, she was regarded as a thorn in Yu Wanniang's side. After all, Chujiu lived in Songyunju and could always be close to Zhou Yijing.
While taking care of her mother, Yu Wanniang made up her mind. When her mother got better, she would return to Quyanghou Mansion, and the first thing she did was to solve Chujiu.
Gritting her teeth and thinking about Chujiu, Lai's mother was also thinking about Chujiu. Lai's mother's only son had his manhood cut off by Chujiu and almost died because of it. She hated Chujiu to the core, but she cried and begged in front of Mrs. Hou to no avail, even if she planned to punish Chujiu secretly. Nine.
When Lai's mother heard that Mrs. Hou had assigned her to the Crown Prince's Songyun Residence on the ninth day of the lunar month, she was shocked for a long time, and then said fiercely: "You little bitch, you managed to confuse Madam. You are really good at it. Sooner or later, I will take her off." Damn skin, let’s see how she can still win!”
Mother Liu, who is friends with Mother Lai, echoed: "She's just a little vixen. She's not worthy of my sister's anger. You should calm down first and there are plenty of opportunities to deal with her."
"How can I not be angry!" Lai's mother slammed the table: "I am just a son. Now that I am completely cut off, no one will inherit the incense in the future. How can I be worthy of the old man underground..."
Speaking of incense, everyone is just a slave of the master. Even if a son gives birth to a grandson, he cannot escape the fate of being a slave.
Mother Liu curled her lips secretly and came up with an idea: "How about you go and ask for help from the Crown Prince?"
Lai's mother still had sense, so she shook her head immediately: "This matter cannot alarm the prince."
Mrs. Hou was okay with talking. If the prince knew the reason why Chujiu hurt someone, I'm afraid Lai Wu wouldn't be able to escape punishment.
The prince usually looks cold and pays little attention to things in the house. In fact, he does not tolerate petty things and does not tolerate bullying.
Lai's mother rolled her eyes: "I have a plan, but I have to plan it slowly."
Mother Liu suddenly felt a chill down her back. Why did she feel that Mother Lai was plotting against her?
