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Green walls and red tiles, green bamboo and red flowers.

Jia Wenwen drove out Qingzhu and others who were going to come in to serve, took a bath by himself, and then came out of the tall wooden barrel.

A blue plain brocade skirt has been thoughtfully put on the stool next to it by Qingzhu.

He picked up the skirt on the stool and took a look, thinking that if he is a boy, he must also like this kind of beautiful and elegant clothes very much, and it seems that he will wear this kind of more feminine clothes for a while , until he ran away.

Jia Wenwen put on a clean and tidy middle coat, picked up a cloth placed beside him and wiped his hair, and then heard the sound of green bamboos outside.

"Little master, have you come out? Do you want a slave to go in and serve the master?"

"No need!" Jia Wenwen refused.

The voice sounds like a person who pretends to be innocent and is accustomed to good clothes, but the lack of confidence in the voice can be heard by anyone.

"Hee hee hee,"

There seemed to be laughter from a few servants outside, and then was stopped by Qingzhu.

At this time, none of the servants who came with Qingzhu didn't think that their little master was a bumpkin who didn't know good things.

But if there were other people in the room at this time, he would definitely see that Jia Wenwen's face was completely expressionless, without the surprise and greed they imagined.

His face was expressionless, and he didn't care about the so-called gorgeous clothes at all.

The skirt is divided into a top and a bottom skirt, and the patterns are carefully drawn on the blue brocade with silver thread. In short, it looks very charming, and it is very expensive at first glance.

Can it not be expensive?This is handmade!

Jia Wenwen looked at this set of women's clothes full of Qianxiang country's characteristics with an artistic eye.

The jacket is narrow and short, a bit like the midriff-baring outfits Jia Wenwen saw in modern times, with layers of silver silk threads outlining layers of bamboo with distinct shapes and spirits, which looks elegant and noble.

The skirt went all the way to Jia Wenwen's feet, and the folds on it were set off by the silver silk thread, like waves swaying on the vast sea.

As Jia Wenwen moved the whole skirt, it looked as if it came alive. Jia Wenwen touched the material in amazement. This craftsmanship must have been lost in modern times!

This set of clothes is perfect and generous, far from being able to hold the weak Jia Wenwen now, it seems that the servants want to give Jia Wenwen a blow.

Of course Jia Wenwen knew the meaning of this, but he didn't seem to notice it, and put on this set of art with ease.

Well, it is a work of art, expensive and beautiful, and he seems to smell a nice smell of copper.

Jia Wenwen is extremely beautiful in his heart now, and anyone who puts on an artistic coat will feel beautiful.

Amitabha, as a chef who walks through the vegetable market every day to pick vegetables himself, and his body is full of fishy and earthy smells, he must feel very good about himself.

He felt that his whole body was sublimated and noble with this skirt. This feeling was weird, like a salted fish that was only worth nine yuan, because it was tied with a red ribbon for a period of time, and then put a In the gift box, the external price suddenly became 999999 yuan.

Bah, don't bring yourself to belittle yourself so much.

Jia Wenwen thought to himself, knowing that others provided money bullets to confuse him, but because of too little information, Jia Wenwen was also a little unpredictable.

However, the heavens are in charge of the people, and after experiencing the devastation of the previous few months, Jia Wenwen is quite satisfied with the current situation. Compared with the few months when he just came here, it is like a fairy day.

Jia Wenwen couldn't help shivering when he thought of the life of not having enough food or clothing in the first few months when he came here.

To be honest, even when he was alone in modern times, he had never lived such a miserable life. He never thought that as a savior, he wanted to experience it instead.

Now he really believes that the people in the history books are living in hardship and selling their sons and daughters.

"Little master, the meal is ready, please come with your servant."

Qingzhu, who had been standing outside the room waiting for Wenwen to come out, saw Jia Wenwen push open the door, and took the initiative to take a pure white and transparent gauze-like cloak from the little boy next to him with a bun, and put it on. On Gavinwen, it seemed that he didn't hear the laughter around him at all.

"Master, don't catch a cold."

Qingzhu tidied up the clothes Jia Wenwen was wearing, looked at him with concern in his eyes, saw Jia Wenwen's still wet hair, eagerly picked up the clean cloth that had been prepared, and gently and meticulously wiped his hair.

Jia Wenwen sat on the stool, acting like an unaccustomed child, secretly observing the green bamboo that was good to him with his eyes.

Faced with Qingzhu's concern, Jia Wenwen gave full play to the character of a child who is not good at being served by others. He turned his head uncomfortably, but there was already a hint of intimacy in the eyes looking at Qingzhu.

Seeing Jia Wenwen secretly looking at him, Qingzhu nodded in satisfaction.

He knew that only with this kind of caring attitude can this little master be obedient. As long as this little tempered little master listens to him, wouldn't it be easy to complete the task of the Patriarch? !

As if he had already seen the situation where he was rewarded by the Patriarch after completing the task, Qingzhu's attitude was more eager, but compared to the silent but contemptuous little servants beside him, Qingzhu's attitude was extraordinarily special unusual.

Jia Wenwen thought to himself, it seems that only this person named Qingzhu knows something, so he treats him so earnestly, other people should not know, otherwise they would not be so contemptuous.

Jia Wenwen rolled his eyes, as if he was worried about something.

After Qingzhu saw it, she firmly believed that Jia Wenwen was thinking about how to torture the fat woman who made him suffer, so she couldn't help but eagerly stepped forward, like a roundworm in Jia Wenwen's stomach.

"Young master, don't worry, that troublemaker has already been imprisoned in the dark room at the back by the servant. I guarantee that no one will dare to approach her before the little master gives her orders~"

Jia Wenwen nodded in satisfaction, very good, it seems that Qingzhu has already believed that he is a vicious girl~, he couldn't help but nodded to Qingzhu with a satisfied look.

"That's good. Before this girl gives me an order, please watch over me. Don't let anyone get close to that slave."

Jia Wenwen was very adaptable to his new identity, he said in an arrogant voice, his attitude was a bit arrogant, and several boys with small tweezers on their heads who were following Qingzhu heard Jia Wenwen's rude words, and their expressions showed unabashed contempt for Jia Wenwen.

"What little master, isn't he just a bastard?"

"I don't even know who my father is, he's worse than us slaves~"

A burst of whispers came from behind the green bamboo, as if Jia Wenwen might not be able to hear them.

But Qingzhu didn't seem to hear it, and looked at Jia Wenwen with indulgence in his eyes as always.

Jia Wenwen cut in his heart, if Qingzhu really respected his little master so much in his heart, he would definitely not ignore those words, but he also looked down on Jia Wenwen in his heart, but he didn't say it due to some reasons.

Did Jia Wenwen hear that?

He naturally heard it, but fortunately he is acting as a "little master" who is a bit grumpy and can't listen to others saying bad things about him, so he stepped forward two steps unceremoniously, bypassed the green bamboo, and slapped the green bamboo Behind the little boy's face.

"Bitch, who allowed you to speak ill of the master behind his back? Do you believe that I will lock you up immediately?!"

Jia Wenwen looked proudly at the little boy whose face he threw at him, like a villain who gets mad when he gets power.

"you!"

The little boy covered his cheeks and stared fiercely at Jia Wenwen. If he hadn't been held back by the person behind him, he might have stepped forward to return the slap to Jia Wenwen immediately.

"You, you, you, a slave, dare to speak ill of your master, believe it or not, I will beat you!" Jia Wenwen stared fiercely at the little boy in front of him, and opened his mouth.

"Qingzhu, you go over and lock this slave in the small black room behind me, and don't give him food!"

Jia Wenwen didn't seem to be worried at all that Qingzhu would go against his words, and in his words he believed that Qingzhu would back him up.

Sure enough, Qingzhu took a step forward, as if he didn't see the little boy behind him being wronged, and instead looked at Jia Wenwen's hand that shook the little boy just now with distress.

"Master, does your hand hurt? A little slave is worthy of master's hands. If you tell the slave, the slave will punish him right away~"

Jia Wenwen immediately handed Qingzhu his hand, cooperating with him asking him to ask about his health.

Seeing Jia Wenwen's actions, Qingzhu felt extremely proud. Sure enough, as long as he put on an attitude of being one of his own, it would be very easy to gain Jia Wenwen's trust. Then wouldn't it be very easy for him to control Jia Wenwen afterwards?

"Come on, why don't you hurry up and lock up this slave who disobeyed the master's order!"

After all, Qingzhu took Jia Wenwen to apply the medicine, as if he didn't see the hesitant movements of the servants behind him, nor did he see the disbelieving eyes of the little boy who was slapped by Jia Wenwen.

"Brother Qingzhu, this is clearly you..." It was you who made me test the little master like this!

Before the little boy could finish his sentence, his mouth was covered by several servants who came to his senses, and he was dragged to the back yard.

"Master, if you have something to do in the future, you can tell the slave, and the slave promises to handle it properly for you!"

Qingzhu took Jia Wenwen's hand and sat on the edge of the bed, took out a box of ointment that looked very expensive, a cool feeling spread over Jia Wenwen's uninjured hand, Jia Wenwen looked at Qingzhu trustingly.

"Okay, Qingzhu, I'm hungry now, let's go eat~"

At this moment, it seemed that no one heard the cry of the little boy outside, not even the voice of the servants in the courtyard outside discussing Jia Wenwen, the little master.

There was silence, and Jia Wenwen nodded in satisfaction.

It seems that everyone knows the power of his "master"~

This is something that can't be helped, when Qingzhu and others came here, he knew that he and this group of servants were either the east wind overwhelming the west wind, or the west wind was incompatible with the east wind.There must be a balance between the two. One is superficially strong and the other psychologically strong. Only in this way will he not become a puppet.

In the current situation, Jia Wenwen had planned it long ago. As his master, he could be a bit stronger on the surface, but he had to listen to Qing Zhu, maybe in Qing Zhu's heart, he was still the one who silently controlled the master~

Having struggled in society since he was a child, Jia Wenwen has a natural perception of the human heart, and he can have different masks for different people.

It is precisely because of this housekeeping ability that Jia Wenwen was selected by several leaders of the underworld general office as a reserve civil servant to be the savior of the world.

No savior is easy to mess with? !It's a pity that I don't know how high I am, so I mourn for him~