My wife is number one in the world

"The slaves retire."

"Subordinates retire."

"Butler Fu, you'd better take me to settle down first, and then talk about other things when you are free."

Fu Shan nodded calmly, looking at the unassuming Liu Mingzhi strangely, feeling uncomfortable all over. He served three masters, but it was the first time he saw a master like Liu Mingzhi.

Although it is said that the baron is only at the lowest end of the title, even so, he is still a noble, and others will not be able to achieve such a blessing in several lifetimes. As a nobleman, Liu Mingzhi's attitude is really confusing, too Weird.

"My lord, this way please, the maids have cleaned up the master bedroom for you. It may be damp if no one has lived in it for a long time. The old slave has already ordered his servants to light sandalwood, and it will be fine if you open the windows for a night. There is a problem, Sir, please take care of some inconveniences."

"It's okay, I understand, I'm sorry, please lead the way."

Liu Mingzhi supported Ying'er and followed Fu Shan, leaving behind Yun Qingshi, who was a little at a loss as master and servant, in a daze.

With a creak, Fu Shan pushed open the door, looked at the clean and bright bedroom and Liu Mingzhi nodded in satisfaction. There was still a smell of sandalwood in the room, which could not hide the flaws, and Liu Mingzhi was extremely satisfied.

Although it is not as spacious as the Liu Mansion's own room, it is better than the warmth. The bed is a brand new silk quilt that has been prepared a long time ago, and there are all kinds of bud wheat skin pillows.

Let Ying'er lay on the bed and gently pinched her Qiong's nose: "Have a good rest for a while, the young master will take care of some things and come to see you."

"En." Ying'er covered her face with a quilt and responded imperceptibly.

"Pay the housekeeper."

"The old slave is here."

Liu Mingzhi stared at Yun Qingshi's master and servant standing in the room: "Prepare a good second bedroom for Miss Yun."

Fu Shan nodded lightly: "My lord, wait a moment, the old slave will go get ready right away."

After Fu Shan left, Liu Mingzhi lingered for a while: "Miss Yun, how about walking around the mansion with me?"

Yun Qingshi bowed cautiously: "The concubine obeys my husband."

Liu Mingzhi sighed softly and rubbed his forehead: "Miss Yun, you can call me Liu Mingzhi, Mr. Liu, Young Master Liu. I really can't bear the title of Husband. In fact, you also know that what happened last night was just a drunken accident." It's just a misunderstanding of virtue, you and I don't have the reality of husband and wife at all."

With a pale face, Yun Qingshi took two steps back and stood up straight: "Yes, husband, I will pay attention when I become a concubine."

Hearing Yun Qingshi's address, Liu Mingzhi glanced at Ying'er lying on the bed and shook his head helplessly: "Come with me."

The second entered the courtyard and said whether it was big or not, and the three of them almost walked around the mansion in about half an hour. Looking at a gazebo in front of them, Liu Mingzhi went straight over and sat down. The tea has been delivered: "Master, drink tea."

The title of "Master" is quite fucked up. As long as one is the head of the family, servants can call him "Master" to show respect, regardless of their age. Although Liu Mingzhi is not used to the title of a servant, he still accepts it calmly. The rules are like this, and even a small person like himself can change No way: "Let's get back."

After taking a sip of the tea, Liu Ming put it aside casually. He was used to the high-quality tea from the Liu family. The ordinary tea in Liu's mansion, which started from scratch, was a bit hard to swallow: "The emperor really only rewarded one mansion. Even if you order good tea, you don’t even know how to reward me, so you’re stingy.”

Hearing Liu Mingzhi's muttered words of dissatisfaction, Yun Qingshi's master and servant turned a little pale. This noble lord, who is close in name but unfamiliar, is really a little bold, and he dared to accuse the emperor behind his back.

Yun Qingshi quietly looked at Liu Mingzhi who was sitting there. Compared with the rich men who came and went in Tianxiang Building in the past, he was not too outstanding, his temperament was a bit lazy, and he didn't have the slightest nobility to say, Just like an ordinary passerby on the street.

Looking carefully, there are some indescribable temperaments, restrained and undetectable, but there is a convincing feeling in the inadvertent gestures, very strange, how can this complex temperament appear on a person.

Small family spirit and noble spirit are obviously two kinds of temperament, both of which have been cultivated since childhood, and it is difficult to make changes, but they have gathered in one person.

Thinking of what happened in Tianxiang Tower last night, Yun Qingshi's face became tense. She was just following her mother's order to play the piano and sing for the guests, but there was one who was flushed with alcohol but was very imposing, and her clothes were expensive The middle-aged man pulled himself to marry his nephew in front of everyone's eyes, and to accept himself as a concubine.

Originally, it seemed that the ultimate fate of a nobleman like herself was to become a concubine of a powerful family. Yun Qingshi had already prepared in her heart, but she was still a little at a loss when this happened to her suddenly. She broke free from that drunk middle-aged man. The human hand avoided it.

As the largest brothel in the capital, Tianxianglou naturally has its backstage support, and the old bustard is naturally not happy if someone makes trouble in Tianxianglou. I have earned forty to fifty thousand taels of silver, how can I let others redeem me when my fame is in full swing, isn't it that I have cultivated myself for nothing.

Even if he wants to redeem him, it will take four or five years, when Yun Qingshi is old and fading, and his reputation is not enough, so he went to Song Yu to ask for a theory.

What kind of person is Song Yu, one of the six ministers of the Ministry of War, a first-rank official who is only subservient to the right and left, will give you an old bustard in a brothel to reason, and directly throw away the wine pot in his hand: "Can you marry me?" Giving my nephew a concubine is a blessing from Yun Qingshixiu, you are not happy anymore, this is not giving the old man face, that is not giving the court face."

Seeing Song Yu's noble appearance, the old bustard flinched a bit, and wanted to make peace with the matter. After all, there are rich and powerful people in the capital, and there are some people who cannot be offended by himself as a bustard, but Song Yu actually smashed the Tianxiang Tower. Then you can't be kind, you are arrogant, and Tianxiang Tower is not a place for bullying.

So the thugs from Tianxianglou were summoned to fight, but none of the thugs was the enemy of Song Qing, and they were all knocked to the ground. Teach these three lunatics a lesson.

However, things are impermanent, and the old bustard who did not teach Song Yu three people a lesson was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground. He is a nobleman with a title, not to mention the old bustard, even the backstage of Tianxiang Tower dare not be sloppy, and directly ordered the old bustard to promise Yun Qingshi to Liu Mingzhi as a concubine, and 300 taels of silver to redeem her body. Even the capital of cultivating Yun Qingshi these years is not enough to earn back.

But there is no way, who let these three masters be awesome, the patrolling military guards are in charge of public security in the capital, trembling all over when seeing the three masters, what can I do as a brothel bustard.

"Stop standing, sit down too."

"Yes, husband."

PS: The fifth one is later, it's time for dinner.

Chapter 258 A Strong Woman

You...forget it, let's talk about it first, this incident is purely accidental, what do you think? "

Liu Mingzhi looked at Yun Qingshi, who was standing aside with a cautious expression, neither beating nor scolding, logically speaking, she was the real victim, and under the strong coercion of Song Yu and the other three, she had to commit herself to becoming a concubine. Identity, emotion and reason are the three of us who lose morality after drinking, and it doesn't get in the way of other girls.

Scratching his head helplessly, Liu Mingzhi felt regretful as if he had eaten arsenic. Why did he follow Song Yu's advice and drink some ghostly celebration wine, otherwise there would be no such thing.

Yun Qingshi sat on the stone bench and rubbed her hands together: "My concubine's fate is poor, and she has been wandering around like a rootless duckweed since she was a child. Finally, she was taken in by a kind person, and in the end, she was forced to sell herself into a brothel because of her life. I linger on and live in fear, my husband takes pity on me, I don’t abandon my concubine’s vulgar body and accept it as a concubine, everything about my concubine obeys my husband’s arrangement.”

"Stop, stop, I didn't ask you to complain here, I just want to know what you want to do about this matter, I will explain to you in advance, I have a family, it is impossible for me to take you as a concubine, This matter is not negotiable."

Yun Qingshi's face was pale, and she looked at Liu Mingzhi with trepidation: "If the husband is not willing to accept the concubine as a concubine, why bother to pay homage to the concubine in full view? If you don't have the heart to accept a concubine, why should you humiliate Qing poetry?"

Liu Mingzhi sighed, got up and lingered: "This is simply a misunderstanding. I was unconscious from drinking last night, and my behavior was all based on the instinct of the body, without the slightest consciousness at all. Otherwise, how could I agree to such absurd request from my uncle?" .”

Biting her red lips tightly, Yun Qingshi panicked: "What does Husband mean? Could it be that Husband intends to give away my concubine body to someone else?"

Yun Qingshi's sense of panic is self-evident. The concubine is a concubine at best, but at worst it is just a man's plaything. If she is favored, she may be able to live comfortably. It's not going anywhere.

Moreover, the rich and powerful have a special habit of exchanging each other's concubines. It is a blessing in misfortune for a concubine with a good fate to be replaced by one or two men. The master who has been replaced seven or eight times, some wealthy children have more perverted hobbies, and the lives of concubines are extremely miserable, even worse than ordinary servants.

Yun Qingshi saw that Liu Mingzhi's expression didn't show any pity for her at all, so she couldn't help but think of this possibility in her heart, the more she thought about it, the more terrified she became, and her delicate body trembled involuntarily.

Dan's lip was bitten by the white teeth, and the blood was bleeding, but he didn't notice it.

The maid Chun'er at the side also looked at Liu Mingzhi who was wandering around in a daze and at a loss, and looked at her own lady worriedly. Could it be that the lady is still innocent and will become a plaything among these powerful people.

In a daze, Chun'er couldn't help weeping.

Liu Mingzhi stared at Chun'er distractedly: "Don't cry."

Chun'er shuddered, quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, and looked at Liu Mingzhi with a stern expression in fear.

Liu Mingzhi took out a contract of sale from his pocket and patted it on the table: "This is your contract of sale, take it and fly away and don't show up in the capital again."

Yun Qingshi stared blankly at the deed of prostitution on the desk table and was dazed: "Husband, my concubine and Chun'er don't work hard in limbs, and don't know the five grains. They only learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since childhood. After leaving the capital, they can only live." starved to death on the streets."

"Then I don't care. I've done my best to redeem your lives. As for how you survive, it's not in my consideration."