These subordinates were not available in the market. An Qi'en became suspicious of their origins. Although the An family was not short of money and could spend a lot of money to buy these people, it was hard to say whether they were sincere or not. However, Jiang asked her to Feel free to use it.
In other words, these people were definitely not bought from the market. She had already guessed that they were arranged by Lu Bochu.
Right now, she needs these people to circle around the Hou Mansion with her, but she can't let Lu Bochu be surrounded by rumors all the time.
Jiang saw her concerns and said, "Don't worry, these people were bought from An Mansion and sent to you. No matter who checks, this will be the result."
This was to tell her that Lu Bochu would not be implicated.
An Qien struggled for a while and finally decided to take these people.
She took these people back to the Hou Mansion.
When she entered the door, she pretended that her legs were too weak to walk, and asked her servants to carry her in on a sedan chair.
Mrs. Qiao was overjoyed when she learned about this, but she brought back several men to help her, which made Mrs. Qiao quite dissatisfied.
Why did she bring these people back? When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.
"Go and invite the young lady over. I want to see what she is going to do. This is because the family doesn't know that tea, rice, oil and salt are expensive, so they brought a few servants back, and they are all men! What a rebellion! "
"Yes, old slave, go right away."
Mother Wu came to Qiushuiju immediately after receiving the order.
An Qien looked tired and listless and asked the male servants to carry him over in a sedan chair.
Anhetang.
"Grandma." An Qien blessed her body.
Mrs. Qiao raised her eyelids and looked at her, sizing up her appearance of being seriously ill: "What's happened recently? She looks weak. I heard that she was brought in by servants on a sedan chair. You should see a doctor earlier if you feel unwell. Although you I know medical skills, but there is a saying that doctors cannot heal themselves.”
"Thank you for your concern, grandma. It may be because the weather has been hot recently and my grandson-in-law often goes out, so she is a little tired. It's okay."
In order to avoid Mrs. Qiao's suspicion, An Qi'en's tone was deliberately tired.
Mrs. Qiao really felt a lot more at ease, and she didn't seem to notice: "Since you are tired, sit down quickly. It has been a long time since we, grandma and grandson, have a good conversation together. Grandma will have a good chat with you today."
"yes."
An Qien sat on the side seat while the maid brought tea and water.
Mrs. Qiao held the Buddhist beads in her hand and looked at An Qien from time to time. She said seriously: "After all, we are a family. We fight and make troubles. We should live a good life and don't let outsiders laugh. You say Yes or no?"
"Grandma said so."
She also gives lip service.
After chatting for a while, Mrs. Qiao got back to the topic: "Are there not enough maids and women in the mansion? You brought back a few male servants. The servants in the Marquis Mansion try not to use outside men. There are not enough manpower, so I will give them to you. Make arrangements and drive those few out."
An Qien said calmly: "Grandma, these people were arranged for me by my mother-in-law. My granddaughter-in-law is planning to open a medicine shop. The maids are naturally not strong enough to do such rough work as they are loading boats and carts to move things. Grandma, don't worry about them." The monthly salary will not be paid out of the Marquis's accounting office."
Open a pharmacy?
Madam Qiao was shocked, but she looked calm on the surface: "It's not about the money. Since that's the case, let's use this first and see if the work is efficient. If not, we'll kick him out."
She paused and asked, "Why did you think of opening a pharmacy?"
"Qi En, I have nothing to do. I just want to find something I like to do. First, I can pass the time, and second, I can make some money. I can't just sit back and have nothing."
Mrs. Qiao thought thoughtfully. It was a good thing for An Qien to open a medicine shop. Anyway, her legs would no longer be able to be used soon. When she was lying on the bed, the revenue from the medicine shop would naturally go to the Hou Mansion's account room.
"This is a good idea, but you can't just sit back and rest in vain. Just go ahead and do it. Grandma supports you."
"Thank you grandma."
"I see you are very tired, so go back and rest early."
An Qi'en stood up and said, "Qi'en retires."
Qingbi Bailu also helped An Qien retreat with a tired look on her face.
Mother Wu worriedly said: "Old madam, the two maids Qingbi Bailu seem to have problems with their legs. If there are three leg problems in this house and they are bedridden at once, I am afraid it will arouse suspicion from the outside world."
Mrs. Qiao said thoughtfully: "We can't keep those two maids. Find an opportunity to get rid of them. We can't let her have any confidants around her."
"Yes, it's just that the two maids of the old lady are a bit difficult to deal with."
These two maids were inseparable from An Qien every day, so it would be too difficult to do anything.
Mrs. Qiao frowned: "I think you are just confused. If you just find a servant to enter her room at night, you may not die. You can also be kicked out of the Marquis' Mansion."
Mother Wu suddenly understood: "The old lady is wise."
Mrs. Qiao sighed: "The master is a good master. He can eat whatever he wants and the maid can eat what she eats. If she lived peacefully and honestly in the Marquis' Mansion, I wouldn't do this. No one can blame me."
She had no choice but to resort to this poisonous move. If she wanted to blame it, it was An Qi'en who was restless!
Mother Wu also sighed: "Young Madam, it is really her own stubbornness that has ruined her life. It would be great if she had listened to my advice."
Mrs. Qiao sighed deeply, there was no turning back.
...
An Qien returned to Qiushui Residence and sat on the imperial concubine's couch, with five male servants standing in a row.
The male servant in the middle had a straight face. He looked at Shen Wen and introduced himself: "Madam, I have a humble position. I will listen to my wife's orders in the future and will do my best to protect my wife."
"Ziyun? What a good name."
An Qi'en opened the tea leaves with the tea lid, took a sip of tea, and tasted the name. Judging from the name, this person was not an ordinary servant.
"Thank you, Madam Miaozan."
He talks little and is calm, and seems to be a down-to-earth person.
The four male servants next to him introduced themselves one by one.
"Madam, I have a humble position as a guard. I will do my best for my wife in the future."
"Madam, humble martial arts..."
"Madam, humble Qingfeng..."
"Madam, I am humble enough to honor you..."
All of these names are extraordinary, and all of them are strong and strong. An Qi'en feels that letting them come to the Hou Mansion is really humiliating their talents! We can only treat them well in terms of monthly salary.
The seventeenth prince can naturally be trusted, so An Qien told Ziyun: "Collect some swill and tea leaves for me secretly."
Ziyun clasped his fists: "It's Madam."
She then ordered the other four people: "I want to open a pharmacy, and there is some manual work, so I will trouble you all."
The four of them clasped their fists in unison: "You're welcome, madam. This is what you should do in a humble position."
An Qi'en was very satisfied with the few people and said to Bai Lu with a smile: "Bai Lu, please arrange accommodation for them. The food and clothing expenses cannot be ostentatious, but they cannot be poor."
"Yes, ma'am."
Bai Lu took care of things immediately, and the five people retreated...
Ziyun was very efficient in his work. He got swill and broken tea leaves without anyone noticing. A maid could do these things, but it would be difficult not to be discovered.
An Qi'en saw that he was dressed in black and climbed over the walls before he came to her yard.
