Can a general do whatever he wants?

"Young lady, what do we do with this matter? That Xu Han probably won't deal with those lost things. Why don't we deal with it?"

Chen Ming shook his head and picked up the notebook on the table and wrote:

This matter cannot be dealt with, because I am afraid that someone will make a fuss about it.

Qingling didn't want to see the eldest and young mistress distressed, so she lowered her head and pondered for a while.Suddenly, with an idea, she thought of someone.

Qingling shook Chen Ming's shoulder and said excitedly: "Young Mistress, that kid Zhou Junye has a good relationship with Director Zhao of Jinlu Pavilion, we can ask him for two pieces of cloth."

This is a drop in the bucket solution, which can solve today's problem, but not tomorrow's problem.But it's better than nothing, let's make up for the two lost pieces in Xiyuanbei first.

But who did this?

Seeing that Chen Ming didn't respond.Qing Ling asked again, her tone was a bit coquettish: "What do you think, young mistress~"

Chen Ming nodded now.

"Then I'll do it!"

Seeing the back of Qingling bouncing away, Chen Ming suddenly felt that although this girl usually speaks bluntly and has no sense of restraint, she is quite cute in some aspects...and she seems to be good to him... It's okay to go out of Yan's house and find a woman like her if there is a chance.

Wait... what am I thinking?

Chen Ming patted his cheek, and patted away his unrealistic fantasy just now.

A person like himself who sold to the Yan family still wants to marry a wife and have children... How funny.

Shaking his head, Chen Ming went to the kitchen in the back hall to get the lunch prepared for Yan Yue and went back to Xiyuan's room.

On the corridor on the way back to the room, Chen Ming remembered the "haunted house" where the two pieces of cloth were lost, and he couldn't help but glanced at the wooden door that had been closed to the north of Xiyuan.

He had never seen the door of this house opened, and he didn't know who lived inside.In other words, he never knew that there were still people living here before he did the "ordering".

"Girl, what are you looking at?"

Before Chen Ming could recover, Yan Yue came out of the room by himself.

Yan Yue shook the wooden wheelchair and approached Chen Ming.

"Huh? Is there anything novel there that makes the girl care so much?"

Yan Yue followed Chen Ming's gaze to the wooden door to the north.

Only then did he hear Yan Yue's voice, and the meal Chen Ming was holding trembled unsteadily.

"Watch out."

Yan Yue hurriedly stretched out his left hand to help Chen Ming reach the bottom of the pallet, looked up at Chen Ming who was a little at a loss, and then his mouth curled up into a small smile, which was to let Chen Ming relax and not be too flustered, " What are you looking at, girl?"

Chen Ming shook his head lightly and did not answer.

"Girl, don't talk if you don't say it." Yan Yue took a breath and turned his gaze to the clear blue sky at the four corners of the courtyard: "I have never looked at the sky in such a leisurely time as now, I can't get up Those two years are good, and it’s good when you’re in good health.”

Yan Yue turned his gaze back to Chen Ming, "It's nice to be with the girl."

In the narrow corridor, there are still hanging lanterns from the wedding night between Chen Ming and Yan Yue. The red color on some lanterns has been washed away by the wind and rain, revealing his original whiteness.The wobbly lamp shadow hit Chen Ming's face, plundering the leisure time that only belonged to the two of them.

For some reason, Chen Ming put the rice on Yan Yue's lap, squatted beside him, took his hand on the armrest, put it in his palm and wrote:

Eating out today is great.

Feeling the touch of Chen Ming across the palm of his hand, Yan Yue said in a low voice:

"it is good."

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Early this morning, the Second Young Mistress and the old lady sent him from the North Courtyard to question him.

What Chen Ming was worried about still happened—it had nothing to do with the few pieces of cloth in Beiyuan, but with the three or two meters lost in the East courtyard.

In the high hall, apart from the old lady sitting in front and the second young lady on the right, there is also Qingling kneeling in front of the hall.

Qing Ling knelt in front of the hall, deeply buried her head.And the second young lady was pinching a cup of tea in her hand, squinting at the kneeling Qingling.

"I will exclude outsiders for such a shameful thing." Seeing Chen Ming coming, the old lady knocked the crutch in her hand off the floor. From the crisp sound, it could be seen how angry the old lady was today, "Lian'er, what are you doing?" Something happened. The goods for the North and South Courts were lost and they were not reported! You see, all the people in the South Court have come after me!"

"Old lady! We reported it! Yes!"

Qing Ling hurriedly opened her mouth to explain something, but the old lady choked her back.

"You still dare to talk, I think your father is so honest, why are you so naughty!"

"old lady……"

Qing Ling was stared at by Mrs. Yan, she retracted her head to her collar and continued to kneel.

"Hey~ I said old lady, how can Qingling be blamed for the loss of something? Why don't you take care of my sister-in-law~"

Kexi smiled sideways and glanced at Chen Ming who was standing at the door.

In Sima Zhao's heart, this is to arrange the crime on Chen Ming.

Chen Ming lightly skipped the Second Young Mistress and walked forward to the center of the hall.This was not the first time he had seen this woman. In the past, when serving tea to the old lady, she liked to look down at him from the sidelines, with a hint of arrogance and disdain in her eyes.

Chen Ming bowed his head and stepped forward as if to admit his mistake.

Seeing the young lady admitting her mistake, Qingling lost her temper again, "It's not your fault, young lady! Don't misunderstand!"

No one listened to Qingling's words.

"Sister-in-law admits that you have to stand up and admit your mistakes. I said...Even if you have a bad background and don't know the way of etiquette, sister-in-law, you always know that you have to kneel when you admit your mistakes."

"!"

Hearing that Chen Ming was asked to kneel, Qing Ling's eyes were as wide open as a copper bell. The second young lady asked the eldest young lady to kneel, what a thing!

Kneeling down was not difficult for Chen Ming.

Chen Ming knelt down, lowered his head, his light yellow hair fell down and covered his front, making it impossible to see his appearance clearly at this moment.

Kexi was proud of Chen Ming's obedient appearance, she picked up melon seeds from a small table beside her and kowtowed:

"There's another common thing, I don't know if my sister-in-law knows about it. You have to kowtow to apologize in the high hall."

"Hey! Good news, don't overdo it!"

Qing Ling, who was kneeling beside her, couldn't help shouting out the second young lady's real name.

"Presumptuous! How dare you call me by my real name!"

"I won't accept you! I won't do the work of the Yan family anymore. I'm really angry if I don't beat you up today!"

Saying that, Qing Ling got up and rolled up her sleeves to beat the Second Young Mistress.At this time, a click stopped the fight between the two that was about to ignite.

Boom.Boom.Boom.

In the huge hall, only the muffled sound of Chen Ming knocking his head on the floor remained.

I saw Chen Ming bent down and licked his head again and again, and licked his head against the floor continuously. After licking for an unknown number of times, the old lady couldn't bear to close her eyes and turned her head and said slowly:

"You two, stop arguing. Even if Lian'er admits to being wrong, let's forget about the second-granddaughter-in-law. I'll just take the less food from the South Courtyard."

"Hmph. Old lady, this is not how the account is calculated. The sister-in-law kowtows and it's over? It's too light."

"This person is bleeding from drinking, what else do you want?"

"I can't ask too much. The south courtyard is full of old women who work. If they don't have enough to eat, they don't want to work. My sister-in-law can help them sweep the floor. Well... let's sweep the north side of the Xiyuan. Anyway, sister-in-law I live in the south of Xiyuan, very close."

"That land is not..."

It's not that Mrs. Yan doesn't know that Xiyuan is a haunted house, and she can't explain to her grandson if something happens.

"Old lady, I have calculated the horoscope of my sister-in-law, Zhengyang. It's no problem. My sister-in-law is just right for this."

Fortunately, she approached the old lady and lowered her eyes, with a look of leisurely watching a show on her face.