She slowly sat back on the railing, her expression was calm, and she didn't ask to stop, just watching Cao Zhuangtou cry.
It takes a lot of energy for a person to cry all the time, and he is still pretending to cry, which consumes a lot of energy. With his energy and posture as if he was going to a funeral, it won't take long to get a headache from exhaustion.
To deal with an old fritter, it's good to make him feel uncomfortable with this kind of soft nail first, and then let yourself feel free and happy.
Little did Cao Zhuangtou expect that Xie Miaoxuan would change his face like turning the page in a book, suddenly having a fit, and suddenly retracting his words. He cried for a long time, but he didn't see any movement from her, as if she had no intention of speaking at all. He couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart. Every time he cried to the noble, he would either be impatient and send him away, or his sympathy would be overflowing, and even some Give him a reward of silver.
Then he quietly opened his fingers and saw the girl staring at him seriously, as if she was thinking about something.
He rolled his eyes and quickly continued to cry loudly.
After a while, he felt that his throat was dry from crying, his eyes were astringent, and his temples began to throb.
I really couldn't cry anymore, so I pretended to sob and stopped.
Xie Miaoxuan saw him crying with bloodshot eyes, and felt deeply relieved, "Cao Zhuangtou's filial piety is so touching...ahem, so be it, go back and bring me the account books over the years."
"This..." Cao Zhuang's expression went blank for a moment. Why was this different from what he thought? The girl didn't come over to help him, and she still looked interested? ! Was he dazzled?
"how?"
Xie Miaoxuan sighed, "If you don't even dare to show me the account books, how can I believe that it's really not easy for you? I almost believed it. It seems that you are deceiving the superiors and subordinates, defrauding the farmers of the manor, and enriching your own pockets." Well, if that’s the case, I can’t keep this kind of person.”
Daniel took a half-step, pulled out the sword from his waist, and a cold light flashed past.
Cao Zhuangtou quickly got up, "Don't dare, don't dare, I'll get it now, I'll get it now."
He walked out backwards and returned home with three steps and two steps at a time.
In the room, Mrs. Cao was carefully cutting paper with a pen knife. She looked up and saw her son had written a large character. She smiled so hard that she couldn't see her eyes. "My Jian'er has become successful. He learned another big character today. Wait until your father comes back." Show it to him."
Then he touched the book on the table with great care, "You have to study hard. Your cousin got this as a reward from the county magistrate. It took my mother a long time before he agreed to give it to you to copy. Once you learn it, For a thousand words, mother will ask your father to pay for you and buy you an official position."
The courtyard door was suddenly pushed open with great force. The young man on the desk raised his head and shouted, "Mom, take your hands away."
His expression was honest, even a little stunned.
Mrs. Cao's heart skipped a beat when she heard the voice, and said, "Don't be afraid, Jian'er, just keep writing. Mom, go out and see if that little bitch is making trouble again. See if I don't beat her to death."
She picked up the broom by the door, put it on her waist and walked out. She took a closer look and saw that it was her own boss. She quickly put down the broom and patted the apron around her waist.
When I got closer, I saw that his eyes were red and swollen, as if he had been punched twice. He screamed, "Old man, what's going on? But that barbarian yelling at the door this morning hit you?!"
"I told you to lie in bed and pretend to be sick. Don't pay attention to him. As long as you don't go out, I will take care of you. How can he pull you up from the bed? This is just a girl, not Master Lang, what do you know, and you still summoned... Humph, you are very lenient, you have been the head of the largest manor in the suburbs of Beijing for more than 20 years, and she just wants you to show off your prestige as a noble daughter of an aristocratic family."
She kept complaining, "Those farmers have been warned by us a long time ago and dare not talk to her. She doesn't even have anyone to talk to here. I don't think she can stay for two days and will leave after the freshness has passed." , you just deal with it casually, but I hit you?!"
Cao Zhuang didn't even look back and ignored her barrage of words. He went to the kitchen and took a ladle of water and drank it for himself before he felt his burning throat soothed.
Turning to the inner room, Mrs. Cao continued to chatter behind him. The fire that finally went down suddenly rose again, "That's enough. I have a bad headache. Go and take a nap first. You can have lunch later." Wake me up, and find out the account books that will be placed in Jian'er's study for the past two years and prepare them for me. I will use them this afternoon."
There was a sinister flash in his eyes, thinking that the accounts had already been prepared by his nephew who was the chief bookkeeper of the county government, and he was not afraid of checking the accounts at all.
But he didn't want to send it to Xie Miaoxuan right away, so he dragged her along anyway. These noble people used to enjoy the wind and the moon, and they were not very patient. Maybe after a while, she would forget about it.
This country manor was not as prosperous as Kyoto. He didn't think Xie Miaoxuan would live in the manor all the time. He felt that he only needed to be perfunctory and show off.
He was feeling uncomfortable now. He was woken up by the barbarian early in the morning. He had a bad headache now. He planned to take a nap before dealing with this noble man, but he fell asleep and was not in the mood to listen to Mr. Cao boasting about his treasure. My son learned another big character.
As soon as Cao Zhuangtou left, Daniel wanted to follow him, "Girl, this old man is dishonest and procrastinates in doing things. Why don't I follow him and urge him to hurry up."
Xie Miaoxuan stopped him. His face was visibly tired. All the joy, anger, sorrow and joy were on his face, which was so vivid that it made people laugh, and he had a look of bitterness and hatred.
"Don't be anxious. If you want to kill it, make it crazy first. Let's go! Take our people and follow me to the manor for inspection."
The largest brothel in Kyoto.
The lobby of Qimo Chunfang was bustling with people, singing and dancing birds, but the noise disappeared on the third floor.
In a quiet private room.
Xie Yuanju slowly put down the tea cup and tapped his slender knuckles regularly on the table.
"Three days ago, the remonstrating minister Wen Zheng was found dead at home. The cause of death was unknown. There was no external injury on his body. After careful inspection, Zhang Sou found that his throat had been sealed with a sword. The man who did it was very skilled in swordsmanship. As a current grandmaster, the wounds are hidden under the texture, and ordinary people cannot detect them at all."
Que Si knelt down on one knee, and after finishing his report, he still knelt meticulously, not daring to raise his head to look at the person in front of him. His eyes were fixed on the floor tiles in front of him, as if there was a flower on the ground that attracted all his attention.
A loud voice intervened, with a hint of joking, "Que Si, why are you still the same? If the lord hadn't spoken, would you have knelt down and died here? If others knew that the number one person in Tangtang Anyin had died in such a way, I’m afraid my jaw will drop.”
Xie Yuanju said, "Didn't you hear what Zhang Sou said? Get up."
