Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

Cao Luyun looked embarrassed and took a few steps forward and said: "I'm really sorry. I usually have no control over my subordinates. I allowed them to make such irresponsible remarks. It's really my fault. Please forgive me, Ji Liang." ."

She spoke sincerely, raised her hand to her eyebrows, and bowed deeply.

If Liang Huan didn't speak, she wouldn't get up.

Normally, a concubine is like a slave, serving the main wife all day long. Not only is she not allowed to contradict her, but she is not even allowed to speak loudly.

This is good, not only did you serve tea and water after entering the door, but you didn't even greet her every day, but now you have to ask the main wife to salute and apologize to a concubine. It's really outrageous!

Rampant, simply arrogant!

When the servant girl saw it, she knelt forward and kowtowed quickly to apologize: "This matter has nothing to do with Madam, it is all the slaves' fault. How Liang Ji wants to deal with the slaves, even if she wants to kill or cut into pieces, the slaves will accept it, but don't vent her anger on her again." Madam, she has a gentle temper and doesn’t know how to use tricks——"

"It was hard enough for her to marry into the Grand Master's Mansion. She spent the whole day sitting on the bench without fighting or fighting. If Liang Ji continues to hate Madam because of the faults of her servants, then Madam will really have no way of surviving in this mansion in the future. !”

After saying that, he kowtowed on the ground, banging his head, obviously working harder than before.

He is a loyal protector of the Lord.

Liang Huan didn't seem to see it, and only cast his gaze towards the center of the courtyard, which was plain white and extremely dull.

Bai Lu and Shuang Jiang stood aside quietly without saying anything.

Cao Luyun held the ceremony while the servants kowtowed.

Apart from the sound of his head hitting the ground, he heard nothing else.

Liang Huan looked at the snow scene in trance.

To be honest, these words are nothing.

In terms of high-end, she is not as good as those literary talents who use pen and ink to write some embarrassing words, arrange all kinds of obscenities, and even draw various erotic pictures based on her.

In terms of low-level, it is not as good as in the market, and there is no need to go to tea shops to tell stories. You only need to stand on the street and listen, it is all vitriolic and unpleasant...

If she hadn't experienced it personally, she wouldn't have imagined that people in this world could have such great malice towards a person with whom they had no contact at all.

It seems that verbal attacks, insults, and belittling will give them satisfaction and pleasure that they cannot find elsewhere.

It's like crushing a flower that is too bright, tearing it into pieces, and then stepping into the mud, you are doing justice for heaven and eliminating harm for the people.

After having enough wine and food, they fell asleep with peace of mind, but they didn't know that someone was suffering because of them and committed suicide.

After resurrecting her life, she no longer cares about what others say. She hopes that she can learn like Lu Xiu, who can say things in person and correct them if she says something wrong.

Point out where the painting is not good-looking, where the wording is not beautiful enough...

For no reason, Liang Huan wanted to laugh when thinking about that scene. It was also funny.

"Ji Liang?"

Bai Lu called her softly.

Liang Huan came back to his senses and looked in front of him again.

Everyone looked weird.

Cao Luyun held the gift in his hands and looked ugly. The few people kowtowing were filled with shame and anger. White dew and frost are confusing.

Also, her laughter was so harsh on such an occasion.

Liang Han pursed her lips and looked serious.

The kneeling figure seemed to have been deeply humiliated and no longer endured the humiliation. He stood up and cursed loudly.

"You are just a concubine and a despicable thing. It is my wife who is well-educated and generous enough to allow you to show off your power here. To put it bluntly, there is no difference between you and us. We are all servants and slaves. Do you really think that Who do you think you are—for your wife to be so humble and swallow her humiliation!"

The servant girl was also very lively. She kept talking and spitting.

The people next to her were also startled by her sudden move. They reacted and hurriedly grabbed her arm, blocking her while winking.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Cao Luyun lost his composure, and his eyes turned red.

After scolding her, she turned around and lowered herself even lower than before. Her eyes were red, and she was sobbing with tears.

After getting choked up, she said: "Liang Ji, please don't misunderstand me. They don't know some of the truth about me, so they misunderstood it. It's okay for them to be so presumptuous and complain about me, but -"

Humiliation and sorrow made her a little incoherent.

Liang Huan understands.

Although I don't know how Lu Xiu talked to Cao, I guess Cao will not let anyone else know about this matter.

Cao Luyun himself was right, even innocent.

"Madam!" The servant woman was so angry that she didn't fight, and even someone rode on her neck, but she still...

"Stop talking and apologize to Liang Ji!"

The master and the servants are all aggrieved and miserable.

Liang Huan lowered his eyes and raised the corners of his lips slightly, "There's no need to apologize. I've never liked anything that's gentle and painless."

Cao Luyun was startled with tears on his face.

Liang Huan was obviously smiling, but Cao Luyun felt cold.

It had been a while since they had been in the mansion, and the opportunities for the two of them to be together were very rare. They didn't see Liang Huan a few times on weekdays. They were either staying in the house or going out to visit. At most, they met at the Grand Master's residence. But They are also taciturn and don't smile much.

She has also heard the rumors outside, and she has heard about the evil spirit and the charming behavior, but it has nothing to do with the person in front of her. She has never seen how she seduce adults, but adults...

Cao Luyun felt as if she had knocked over the five-flavor bottle. She really didn't like it, and she couldn't understand it. Apart from her extraordinary appearance, she was no worse than her, and her knowledge and bearing were even better. Why was she so inconspicuous?

Cao Luyun felt sad: "What does Liang Ji want?"

Liang Huan raised her eyes, looked into the distance, and Liangliang said: "The courtyard in winter is covered with silver and the color is dull. Why don't we let them add some color to this long and severe cold?"

"What do you mean?" Cao Luyun looked at those eyes as black as thick ink, and a chill ran down his spine.

Several servant girls were also trembling.

White dew and frost lowered my head.

Liang Huan glanced at them: "Ms. Cao is right. You are indeed too lax in your discipline of them. I have never heard such words in the Grand Master's residence. We must not let them bring evil spirits."

Cao Luyun trembled his lips.

Liang Huan's voice was as calm as water: "Each person plays twenty boards and kneels in the courtyard. If he still survives before dark, he will be sent back to the Prime Minister's Mansion. The Grand Master's Mansion does not need such people."

As soon as he finished speaking, the expressions of several servant girls changed drastically. The one before was even more crazy and wanted to rush forward. Before she could reach her hand, she was unexpectedly kicked to the outside of the corridor.

Immediately afterwards, a guard came forward and dragged several servant girls to the middle of the courtyard. Suddenly, the courtyard was filled with cries and howls, like pigs being slaughtered.

Liang Huan: "Thirty boards."

Cao Luyun seemed to be frozen.

Liang Huan looked at Shuangsheng and said, "Let's go back to the house with Mrs. Cao to rest."

Shuangsheng responded.

Liang Huan walked around Cao Luyun and headed to the front yard without squinting.

Bai Lu followed.

After standing for a long time, the tips of my ears hurt from the cold.

Liang Huan stretched out her hand and covered it. She didn't need to care, but the Taishi Mansion couldn't care less.