The happy life of a prodigal

"Master Fang, I can't ask for your money!"

Zhu'er stared blankly at the bank note in her hand, but didn't react for a while.

When she realized that she wanted to catch up, she could only stand there and watch the carriage leave.

Buy some pork and eat...

The little maid stood where she was, and for some reason, the words Fang Xiu said when she handed the bank note to her again sounded in her ears, and her pretty face turned a little red.

............

In the north of the city, deep in the streets and alleys, in a not-so-large house.

A woman in a long black dress was sitting on a stone bench, embroidered with a small red flower.

This flower looks ordinary at first glance, but upon closer inspection, it is found that it grows in the lake, which is quite artistic.

A gust of wind blows, and the ginkgo trees in the courtyard shed dead leaves one by one, dancing in the air like thousands of butterflies.

The woman did not raise her eyes to admire the extremely beautiful scene.

She just lowered her head and concentrated on embroidering her own flowers.

Everything seemed so peaceful.

Whether it's a person, or a leaf... or that embroidered flower.

At this time, a clear voice came from outside the door, but it broke the silence.

"Miss, miss, guess who I met today!"

Before the words finished, the person had already pushed open the courtyard door and walked in.

It was Zhu'er who was entangled by some dandies on the street before.

Needless to say, the person sitting on the stone bench and embroidering flowers is Lin Wanqing, who was once the number one court lady in Yirenju, the number one oiran at the Oiran Conference.

At this moment, Lin Wanqing does not have the demeanor of the number one oiran in the past.

The white long skirt and blue long skirt that were most often worn on the body turned black.

Although it lacks a bit of elegance, it makes people feel that there is another kind of inexplicable temperament.

Lin Wanqing was embroidering, when she heard Zhu'er's voice, she raised her eyes to look at her, and said indifferently: "I told you yesterday, when I came in, the voice should be quieter, don't disturb the children next door, why did you forget... ...."

Although this remark was a bit of a lesson, it didn't mean too much blame.

After Zhu'er heard this, she remembered that there was a child less than three years old living in the house next door. She stuck out her tongue and said, "Miss, I know this, and I will definitely not forget it next time."

This kind of house, the space is generally not too big, and there is not much space between each other.

Therefore, when talking here, the neighbors can hear it.

Pearl had lived here three months, but she was still not used to it.

"The moment you and I leave Yirenju, there is no longer a distinction between master and servant. There are only a pair of sisters who have nowhere to go. Don't call yourself a slave in the future."

Lin Wanqing looked at Zhu'er, with a faint smile on her face, and said slowly.

When Zhu'er heard this, she shook her head and said firmly: "Miss, you redeem your body for the servant, and the servant is the maid for the rest of your life!"

Seeing this, Lin Wanqing shook her head, wanting to say something else.

It's just... the words came to my lips but I couldn't say them. After all, I just asked: "Who did you meet outside?"

4Chapter 16 The master is back

When Zhu'er heard Miss mentioning this, she became interested again, and said excitedly: "Miss, I saw Mr. Fang..."

Lin Wanqing was slightly taken aback.

Then, he nodded and said lightly: "Got it."

The voice seemed a bit cold, but it was no different from the top oiran in Yi Renju back then.

Seeing her young lady, Zhu'er reacted like this. She felt a little bored and confused, and asked, "Miss, haven't you been thinking about Mr. Fang all the time?"

When Lin Wanqing heard this, a sullen look appeared on her face, she glared at the little maid, and said angrily, "Don't talk nonsense."

"obviously it is......"

Seeing this, Zhu'er curled her lips and said: "If you don't miss Mr. Fang, why are there books written by Mr. Fang in Miss's study?

and also......"

"enough!"

Lin Wanqing raised her voice.

Seeing this, Zhu'er didn't dare to continue talking, lowered her head, and muttered the last sentence in a low voice: "I'm obviously thinking about him, but I still don't admit it."

Although the voice was small, it did not escape Lin Wanqing's ears.

After she heard this, she seemed a little melancholy, and after a long time, she sighed and said, "Mr. Fang and I just met once.

Those things at that time were just rumors, we had neither fate nor share..."

Zhu'er heard this, but raised her head, looked at her young lady with a pair of eyes, and said: "Since the young lady has never looked for Mr. Fang, how do you know that there is no fate between the young lady and Mr. Fang?"

Speaking of this, she suddenly remembered something, took out a bank note from her bosom, handed it to her young lady, and said: "This is the bank note that Mr. Fang gave me, saying that he wants to buy some pastries for you, Miss.

If Mr. Fang didn't miss you, miss, how could he help me when he saw me.

If Mr. Fang didn't think of you in his heart, why would he give me this silver ticket when he left. "

Lin Wanqing was stunned when she heard this.

She looked at the bank note, raised her eyes, and asked, "Why help?"

Only then did Zhu'er realize that she had said something wrong, and she said with evasive eyes, "It's nothing, I just met a few wild dogs on the road, and I don't know why they kept barking at me, Mr. Fang helped me drive them away."

Lin Wanqing naturally did not believe this.

She looked at Zhu'er and asked, "Is someone pestering you?"

Zhu'er shook her head and said, "How come..."

The words behind were unspeakable.

Lin Wanqing looked at Zhu'er for a long time, then sighed, and said, "I'm the one who got you into trouble..."

Zhu'er heard this, waved her hands hastily and said: "If there is no Miss, I will still be someone's maid in Yirenju, and I am at the mercy of others!"

Lin Wanqing didn't say anything, just reached out to take Zhu'er's bank note, and said, "During this time, you stay in the courtyard and embroider with me, and don't go out on weekdays."

Zhu'er asked, "What does Miss eat?"

Lin Wanqing said: "Next time Aunt Liu comes to pick up embroidery, I will ask her to help buy some food, which should be enough for the two of us for a while."

Zhu'er heard this, thought for a while, nodded, and said: "Then I will follow Miss's orders."

Lin Wanqing also nodded, looking at the bank note in her hand, a pair of beautiful eyes flashed a strange light.

What Zhuer said just now sounded in her ears again—since the young lady has never looked for Mr. Fang, how can she know that there is no fate between the young lady and Mr. Fang.

After a long time, she raised her eyes, looked at Zhu'er in front of her, and said: "We are not related to Mr. Fang, so we cannot take this bank note.

You pack up, tomorrow, go to Fang Mansion with me, and return this silver ticket to Mr. Fang. "

After Zhu'er heard this, she was a little surprised and glanced at her young lady.

Seeing her expression, Zhu'er seemed to understand something, with a happy expression on her face, she replied: "Yes, miss!"

............

On the other side, Fangfu's carriage had already stopped in front of Fangfu's gate.

Fang Xiu got off the carriage, glanced at the gate of Fang's mansion, and always felt that something was different from usual.

Moreover, Fang Mansion at this time seems to be much quieter than before.

He thought for a while, then walked towards the gate of the mansion.

When the door saw Fang Xiu, he rushed up to greet him: "Master, you are back..."

Fang Xiu glanced at him and asked, "What happened in the mansion?"

The door hurriedly replied: "If you go back to the young master, the master is back..."

master?

What sir?

Fang Xiu was startled, and then he seemed to remember something.

Could it be that his cheap father came back from Qingzhou?

A dazed look appeared on his face, and he said, "Got it." Then he walked into Fang's mansion.

I have to say that my cheap father still has some prestige in the mansion.

Walking on the road, you can feel that these maids and servants in the mansion are more cautious than usual.

When my cheap father returns home, as a son, it is still necessary to visit him.

Thinking this way, he didn't go back to the backyard first, but walked to the main hall.

According to the memory in my mind, after my cheap father returns home, he will definitely be waiting for me in the main hall.

He pushed open the door of the main hall, walked in, was just about to salute, but was startled.

Except for some dead objects in the main hall, there was not even a Taoist figure.

Only one servant was wiping the grand master's chair with a rag.

When the servant heard the door being pushed open, he was startled, took a look, and found out that it was his young master.

Hastily saluted: "Master..."

Fang Xiu looked at him and asked, "Didn't you say my father is back? What about others?"

The servant hurriedly replied: "The master was still there just now, and now he should be looking for you in the backyard."

"You didn't tell my father that I'm not at the house?"

"That said, the master still wants to go to the backyard."

When Fang Xiu heard this, he was slightly taken aback, and he couldn't understand what he, a cheap old man, was thinking.

You can't really think of yourself and think of waiting for yourself in the backyard, right?

Fang Xiu thought of this, but smiled.

Although he only had fragmentary memories, he was sure that General Dingyuan, Uncle Anping, and his cheap father would not be able to do such a thing.

It was possible that he was standing in the back yard with a stick, waiting to beat himself up.

Fang Xiu shook his head, sighed, turned and left the main hall, and walked towards the backyard.

The backyard is where I live. Generally speaking, my cheap father seldom goes there.

Especially when he grew up, he seemed to have no memory of seeing him in the backyard.

Of course, the memory of this world, or this body, is not so complete.

But I don't know what the reason is.

He thought wildly, and arrived in the backyard without knowing it.

Standing outside the courtyard gate, before entering, I heard a burst of angry reprimand: "The young master is ignorant, so are you ignorant?

As soon as I left, you guys were about to sell the house. Do you know that this house was a gift from Emperor Taizu, so it cannot be bought or sold! ? "

4Chapter 17 did nothing wrong, why change it?

There is no doubt that this voice is naturally that of his cheap dad.

I almost forgot about what he said, but when I heard these words, I suddenly remembered.

On the second day after An Pingbo left the capital, he and Bai Xiaochun seemed to be discussing how to sell the house.

Unexpectedly, my cheap father would still remember this matter.

"It's all at the door, why don't you come in?"