When Emperor Wu dressed as Darcy's sister

The relaxed and comfortable days always pass quickly, without power struggles and court struggles. The original prejudice of Mrs. Reynolds has gradually changed into appreciation and admiration under the outstanding abilities of Qing Niang and Sara.

Let Wu Zhao always laugh at himself that he is only in his teens, and he has already lived a life of retirement in advance.

"I'm so idle that I'm going to grow hair." Wu Zhao is another year of winter, Wu Zhao is lying on the long soft sofa in front of the fireplace, reaching out to fiddle with the tassels hanging from the tablecloth in front of him boredly, "Pemberley's servants are all It’s interesting, there’s no one who bumps into me to find a fight, it’s not as good as the previous two years, it’s a lot of fun anyway.”

Sarah half-kneeled on the carpet holding the tongs to watch the fire in the fireplace. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Wu Zhao's bored face and yawning lazily. son of a lion.

She covered her mouth and smiled secretly.

"What are you laughing at?" Wu Zhao narrowed his eyes and asked dangerously, "You have no good intentions!"

"Nothing, nothing!" Sara was taken aback. Even though Wu Zhao became a lot more approachable after arriving in England, she didn't dare to make fun of Wu Zhao face to face.

She was afraid that Wu Zhao would get to the bottom of it, so she quickly changed the subject and said, "I'll call Miss Sirils over, are you kidding me?"

"No fun! It's boring." Wu Zhao shook his head and vetoed, "I've been teasing her for two years, and I'm still annoyed by her unrepentant attitude. I can already guess her reaction - came in angrily , let's sing and laugh at each other, and then run out angrily and hide for two or three days without daring to see anyone. After that, she looks like nothing happened. I also admire her face!"

"Fight with those sour scholars." She didn't know what she thought of, and she couldn't help but sneered. After a pause, Wu Zhao urged again: "Think of a fun way!"

Sara didn't have any ideas now, so after thinking for a long time, she said, "Why don't I find out if there are any new books from London recently? Aren't you studying law?"

"Don't read!" Wu Zhao was still not interested, and waved his hand in refusal, "I read the law to understand my own situation, and to prevent Wickham from making trouble. After two years, it's almost the same, and everything I need to know is the same. It's clear, there are some weird laws left, what do I think they do? I don't plan to be a judge."

Sara was also worried, so she just lay down on the carpet, lowered her head and said in a muffled voice, "Then I don't have a good idea, or call Qingniang over?"

"Didn't she go to inspect the pastures and farms near Pemberley? Autumn is over, and it's time to collect the rent. The pasture is going to spend the winter, and there are many things to do. I won't be back for a while."

In the past two years, with the support of Wu Zhao, Qingniang has gradually obtained the mastership of Pemberley and the accompanying ranch and farm, replacing the original position of Mrs. Reynolds and a butler outside.

Of course, there will be people who are not convinced, and the butler is the first to bear the brunt. After all, who wants someone to share their power?Especially since this is a lucrative position.

He originally thought that Qingniang was just a ten-year-old girl,

She didn't care about it at all, thinking that she would be helpless if she encouraged the boys to boycott, so she ran back crying and complained, and she could only hand over power no matter how unwilling she was.

But Qing Niang is not a vegetarian either, so she continued to use the method of killing chickens to scare monkeys, fired a few old guys who took the lead in making troubles, and vigorously replaced all the suppliers that the ranch had made friends with the housekeeper.

The others saw that the little girl was so ruthless, and no one dared to be the first bird after suffering a few times. They all shrank like quails, scrambling to please Qing Niang.

Qing Niang was also unambiguous, she received the gift photos that should be received, and she was not lenient when dealing with restless people. As the days went by, the people below became more honest, and did not dare to be lazy and play slippery.

In the first year of managing the farm and ranch, the income was [-]/[-] more than the original. The year is no different from previous years. I want to know where the money came from.

When Darcy came back for Christmas, she was full of praise for the list she handed in, and immediately decided to hand over the farms a little further away near Pemberley to the young lady for management.

Qing Niang's seat is considered secure.

In this way, Qingniang reported back to Wu Zhao in private, "The rectification is too light, and many measures are too late. Your Majesty, please watch for another year, and ensure that the prospects of these places will double!"

This year is the second year of Qingniang's guarantee, she puts all her strength into letting Wu Zhao see her abilities, so naturally she will do everything by herself.The matter of rent collection is not fake. I have been there for three days and haven't come back yet.

Wu Zhao didn't want to distract Qing Niang at this time, and hadn't called her over for several days.He immediately rejected Sara's proposal, but after thinking about it, he said, "It's almost time for her to come back."

While talking, there was a light knock on the door outside, and Mrs. Reynolds' voice shouted cheerfully: "Miss Darcy, the young lady is back!"

——Now she can clearly call out Qingniang's name.

Wu Zhao got up from the sofa, and even Sarah got up from the carpet in a hurry, and ran to open the door for Qing Niang.

"Miss." A person came in from the door, wearing a thick fur coat and leather boots, with a dry voice. If he hadn't known that this was Qing Niang, Wu Zhao might not have recognized her!

"How did this happen? But it's too cold outside?" Wu Zhao hurriedly asked Sara to go up and help Qing Niang take off the big coats outside, "Come here to warm up by the fireplace."

With some difficulty, Qing Niang took off the tightly wrapped leather jacket, and with the help of Sara, she kicked off the boots that were almost frozen on her legs, and stomped her feet that were frozen stiff after riding a horse for a long time. Letting Sarah support her, she limped and grinned and moved to Wu Zhao to salute.

"Miss, I've finished all the errands outside." Qingniang bent her knees clumsily before she came back from the outside. Even though she took off her knee pads and leather boots, her legs still didn't relax, and it was hard to bend her knees.

Wu Zhao quickly asked Sara to move a chair to the front of the fireplace, "Understood, I don't worry about what you're doing—sit and talk quickly, I can see you shaking when you're standing."

The young lady saluted again in a proper manner, and then sat down on a long armchair brought by Sara.

fireplace burning

The orange-red flames were flourishing, jumping out from time to time, and occasionally a few crystal sparks were scattered outside the low fence, but they were quietly extinguished before reaching the ground floor, and the whole living room exuded a warm atmosphere , so that people in winter can't help but want to get close.

Wu Zhao smiled and looked at Qingniang who couldn't help leaning slightly to the side of the fireplace, jokingly said: "Don't be crooked, if you are crooked, you might as well just sleep by the fireplace all night today."

Qingniang rubbed her nose in embarrassment, and quickly turned her body, "I'm panicking from the cold, I wish I could sleep with my arms around the fireplace today."

Sara came from the outside with a cup of tea. Hearing this, she hurriedly stuffed the black tea into the young lady's hand, and said with a smile, "Don't! If you sleep with the fireplace in your arms, don't come to my bed tonight. Let’s just hold the tea and warm our hands.”

Qing Niang hurriedly took a big sip of the black tea, squinted her eyes contentedly to enjoy the warm water flowing down her throat, and said unhurriedly to Qing Niang, "I don't know who is squeezing the other bed. Who was crying and tugging at the sleeves before leaving? I forgot!"

Sara's face turned red when she said it, and she became embarrassed, her eyes wandered around, she looked here and there but didn't look at Qingniang, and she muttered softly, "Whoever loves is whoever it is, anyway, it's not me."

Qing Niang was busy drinking tea and ignored her.But Sara felt distressed again when she saw her like this, and stopped talking, so she dragged a chair and sat in front of the young lady, watching her drink tea blankly.

Seeing her bickering, Wu Zhao couldn't help laughing, shook his head and said, "The past two days when Qing Niang left, Sara, you seem to have lost your soul, waiting for someone on the window of the attic every day, why did you come back when someone came back?" Hard-spoken."

When Qingniang heard this, she raised her chin triumphantly and glanced at Sarah, regardless of the tea she still had in her mouth. Sarah raised her hand and patted her on the shoulder in anger.

While everyone was laughing, Mrs. Reynolds came in from the door with a thick blanket in her arms. Seeing that the three of them were having fun, she couldn't help laughing and said, "Young lady is back, and Miss Darcy is happier than ever."

She hugged two blankets, first put the thinner one on the back of the sofa that Wu Zhao leaned on, then shook the remaining one and handed it to Qingniang, "I found one in the storage room and kept it for many years." Thick blankets that are useless, you can cover your legs."

Qing Niang took it and smelled the faint sunlight on it, and she knew it was not an old item, but she did not pick on Mrs. Reynolds. She always had a serious face, but her mouth was hard and soft-hearted. Ra loves her like her own daughter.

"Thank you, Mrs. Reynolds." Smiling, Qing Niang wrapped the blanket around her legs twice, and exclaimed, "Oh, it's so warm!"

Mrs. Reynolds's eyes were filled with soft light, but she curled her lips and said, "In a room where the fireplace is burning so loudly, even a coarse quilt covered with reeds is still warm."

The young lady had known Mrs. Reynolds' temper for a long time, so she didn't talk back to her. She just smiled and didn't speak, and only cared about praising the thick and soft blanket.

Mrs. Reynolds really softened, and her face was flushed with joy. She pretended not to see it, turned around and picked up the thin blanket on the back of the sofa and covered Wu Zhao's legs, squatting down and carefully tucking it, "Georgia Miss Na, when I went out just now, I received a message from Mr. Darcy, saying that he would return to Pemberley on November [-]th, and Mr. Bingley and his two sisters would come with him."

"I heard that they are here to discuss a vacation to Netherfield in winter."