Ye Jintang's words made He Xiang dumbfounded.
She never thought that Ye Jintang was not a person who played his cards according to the rules.
If you are an ordinary back-house girl, even if you don't like Hexiang, you will still look down on Hexiang because of the old lady's face.
In the end, Ye Jintang didn't accept this trick at all and sent the person back directly.
He Xiang knew very well the purpose of her coming. If she was sent back like this, her skin would still be shed even if she didn't die.
"Sixth Miss, please spare your life. This slave is not disrespectful to the girl. It's just that the slave is a bit blunt in her words. I also ask the girl not to send the slave back."
"If this slave is sent back, he will definitely be punished by the old lady."
He Xiang was so frightened that she knelt on the ground with a splash, her eyes red.
"Being a maid requires you to be a maid. I'll spare you this time. If you let me hear something I don't like to hear, it won't be as simple as just sending you back to the old lady."
"Yes, I will remember the girl's words carefully."
Ye Jintang waved his hand and motioned for the two of them to go out.
"Mother Zhang, look at the two of them and see what their purpose is. I don't believe that Mrs. Ye is so kind and suddenly gave me two maids."
"Yes, the slave will definitely keep an eye on them."
Grandma Zhang is also a veteran in the backyard, so she naturally has a way to keep an eye on Yunshuang and Hexiang.
Ye Jintang is going to pay his respects to Mrs. Ye tomorrow and has chosen a set of tea-white clothes early, which is whiter than jade.
Doesn’t the old lady like to ask her to say hello? Then don't blame her for causing trouble.
Early the next morning, Ye Jintang was dug out of the bed by Lu Zhu, who was sleeping in a daze.
After washing up and changing his clothes, Ye Jintang finally woke up when the cold wind blew him out of the house.
"Old lady, you are so cruel. I got up so early to greet you and I'm not afraid of shortening your life."
Ye Jintang came to Fushouyuan in a bad mood. Just after passing the Moon Gate, he saw Ye Yanran and other girls coming out of Mrs. Ye's house.
She murmured in her heart, why did they greet the old lady so long in advance today?
"Sixth sister is here. Go and say hello to grandma. Grandma has already had breakfast and is preparing to go to the Buddhist hall to chant sutras."
"Yes, I'll be there right away."
Ye Jintang nodded to the other sisters and walked quickly to Mrs. Ye's house.
As soon as they reached the corridor, Grandma Sun stopped Ye Jintang.
"Sixth Miss, please wait a moment. The old lady has already entered the Buddhist hall. The girl wants to pay her respects to the old lady, so I'm afraid she will have to wait for a while."
"Okay, then I'll go wait for grandma outside."
Ye Jintang smiled lightly at Grandma Sun, and before she could react, she had already lifted her legs and entered the house.
"Sixth girl?"
Originally, Sun Moumou wanted Ye Jintang to stand in the corridor for two hours to dampen her spirits.
Who would have thought that Ye Jintang didn't follow common sense and went straight into the house to wait for the old lady.
The house where Mrs. Ye lives is very large. When you enter the main house, the three middle rooms on the east side are the living room of the old lady, and the three rooms on the west side are the flower hall and the additional rooms where the maids and wives stay.
After entering the house, Ye Jintang calmly sat down next to the small table. Lu Zhu, who was waiting on the side, immediately handed over the hand stove.
Seeing Grandma Sun's ugly look, Ye Jintang felt funny in his heart. Wanting to force her to stand was a fool's errand.
Mrs. Ye had burned a stick of incense in the small Buddhist hall in the back room. She would have been pissed to death by Ye Jintang even if she was still thinking about reciting sutras.
"Let that unruly girl come in."
The dark-faced Mrs. Ye was sitting on the Arhat bed, holding a string of rosary beads in her hand, which she kept rolling.
"Granddaughter pays her respects to her grandmother."
Ye Jintang's crisp words sounded, making Mrs. Ye even more irritable.
"Sixth girl, when you were in Yuezhou City, did your mother ask for a nun to educate you?"
"Of course there are, but it's a pity that my nun who taught me is too short-lived and left with my mother."
"I see, our rules in the Marquis Mansion are naturally much stricter than those in Yuezhou City."
"I see that your behavior is really unseemly, and you don't have any of the rules for a girl who is a direct daughter of the Marquis Mansion. I will choose a nanny for you later and let her teach you the rules of the Marquis Mansion and the rules of the capital."
"In the future, you won't lose the face of the Marquis Mansion when you go out."
"Grandma said that, and my grandfather said the same thing when I was at my grandfather's house. Grandma Zhang is the mother-in-law whom my grandfather hired for his granddaughter. She used to be the mother-in-law for the little princess in Princess Rongping Mansion."
As soon as Ye Jintang said these words, Mrs. Ye felt that the blood vessels on her head were bulging.
In and out of her words, she was telling Mrs. Ye that if she wanted to find a nanny for her education, she would have to be better than Aunt Zhang.
Ye Jintang had invited the princess's nanny, so could she invite the princess's nanny?
"In that case, I will choose an old nun from the mansion to tell you the rules of the Marquis Mansion."
"Yes, follow grandma's orders."
Ye Jintang's reply was refreshing, and there was no hint of disrespect towards Mrs. Ye at all.
The two of them hadn't said a few words before Mrs. Ye started to have a headache. Ye Jintang's tea-white clothes were really eye-catching.
On the first day of setting up the rules, Ye Jintang won completely, and Mrs. Ye was so angry that she didn't even eat much lunch.
The next day, Ye Jintang deliberately woke up half an hour early again. This time she came earlier than the other sisters. Several ladies in the room wished the old lady good night and didn't even leave.
"Old madam, Miss Six is already here."
Mrs. Ye, who had just had breakfast, frowned instantly.
Last night, she and Grandma Sun came up with a new way to deal with Ye Jintang.
"Let her in."
Ye Jintang entered the room and saw several ladies sitting in the room.
She has been coming to Danyang Hou Mansion for a long time, and these aunts have never formally met her.
"Sixth girl, Grandma Sun said that you have started copying scriptures. Grandma thought that when you copied scriptures, you would definitely be infected with Buddhism. Grandma has not been able to sleep well at night these days. Why don't you go to the small Buddhist hall and recite for grandma? It will take a while. Maybe grandma will be able to sleep well at night."
Mrs. Ye spoke so grandly that everyone present knew very well that if Ye Jintang went to the small Buddhist hall to chant sutras, he would probably have to kneel there for several hours before being released.
Mrs. Gan, who was sitting next to Mrs. Ye, looked at Ye Jintang with gloating.
It doesn't matter that she is good-looking, but she still doesn't make the old lady disgusted.
"Grandma, my granddaughter only copied half a page of the scriptures. She probably hasn't touched the Buddhist teachings. I'm afraid my granddaughter won't be able to help her recite the scriptures."
Ye Jintang looked at Mrs. Ye with a little embarrassment. She was not lying. In the past few days, she had been asking Zhou Cong to help her find a handy pen, but she was not in a hurry to copy the scriptures until she found it.
"Sixth girl, I think you deliberately don't want to help grandma recite sutras. You are making excuses for yourself."
"Grandma, don't be angry. In fact, when you have a headache, you can go directly to the doctor and ask the doctor to prescribe a few medicines, which will relieve you quickly."
"Reciting sutras cannot cure pain. I have a delicate body and have taken a lot of medicine since I was a child. If there is any slight disturbance, I will have headaches and fever. At this time, my mother will ask a doctor to help me, not reciting sutras."
Ye Jintang's righteous words made Mrs. Ye so angry that she almost fainted on the spot.
She didn't understand why Ye Jintang was so different from other noble ladies of the prince's family.
