Dressed as the Regent's Runaway Wife

Meng Huan asked, "What are you doing?"

"The servant inspected the affairs of the mansion and found that the madam's yard was not clean, so she said a few words," Xu Fanggu said with a smile on her face, "I hope I don't disturb the madam's pleasure of eating."

She raised her eyes, and the maid next to her understood her expression, pulled out the commandment and slapped Feng Zhi's palm: "I told you to be lazy! I told you not to work!"

Feng Zhi knelt down, his ears were pinched up by one hand, and his ears were red: "Don't think that you can be defiant by climbing a high branch, you don't know what kind of humble background you have!"

Meng Huan walked over and pushed those hands away: "What high branch did she climb?"

"Of course it's the high branch of my wife."

Meng Huan: "Then why is her background so low?"

"Slave, can you not be cheap?" Xu Fanggu said.

Meng Huan turned his head and looked at her puzzled: "Aren't you also a slave?"

Hearing this, Aunt Xu Fang didn't have any embarrassment on her face, instead she smiled, and the maids and male servants around her also laughed: "Slaves are indeed slaves, but slaves are also divided into three or six grades, and they are also divided into big maids and small maids. , It is only natural for the big servant to teach the little servant, otherwise there will be no rules in the palace."

Meng Huan couldn't beat him when he talked about the rules, so he pulled Feng Zhi up and said seriously: "Teach me a lesson, what are you doing cursing? Feng Zhi, don't listen to them, you are not mean."

Feng Zhi blushed, shed tears, and shook his head: "Ma'am...not..."

"Not what?"

Feng Zhi burst into tears: "They scolded you for being cheap, and they scolded Madam."

Quiet for a while.

Something seemed to be buzzing in Meng Huan's mind, he slowly raised his head and looked at Aunt Xu Fang: "So you scolded me for climbing the prince's high branch, because I came from a lowly background?"

The core of the yin-yang qi lies in the yin-yang qi, and it is not so extreme if it is directly pulled out.After confronting Meng Huan head-on, the corners of Xu Fanggu's mouth still hurt, and she stopped smiling: "Ma'am, this servant has no such intention."

Meng Huan looked puzzled: "My lord is indeed Gao Zhi, but why is my background so low?"

"Jiaofangsi, can you not be cheap?" A maid behind her muttered.

This is the place where the palace is full of people. In a few days, people stripped Meng Huan off, thinking he was a noble son of some family, but he turned out to be the son of a criminal minister who was put into the teaching office. No wonder the prince refused to touch him. .

"Is Jiaofang Secretary degrading?" Firstly, Meng Huan didn't have such a concept, and secondly, he had the impression that the original owner was a good person.Meng Huan said, "If the Jiaofang Secretary is low, you can ask the prince why he fell in love with a Jiaofang Secretary, and if he likes lowly people, he is also low."

Xu Fanggu said: "Madam is a concubine, so don't touch Prince Ci."

"Why do you get impatient when I say lord?" Meng Huan looked puzzled, "You don't know?"

"Ma'am?" Aunt Xu Fang suddenly changed color.

Women in ancient times attached great importance to fame and integrity, and they would be laughed at if they heard such words.Meng Huan looked at her calmly: "I don't know what you mean by coming to my yard to beat my people. Do you have an opinion on me? Then just say it straight. I don't understand the twists and turns."

Aunt Xu Fang's face turned red and then turned pale, "How dare the servant have any objection to Madam?"

Meng Huan: "Then you go."

Xu Fanggu blessed her body with a smile, and left quickly.

Looking at their leaving backs, Meng Huan curled his lower lip angrily, lost all interest in eating, and really didn't understand what this group of people were doing here.Looking down at Fengzhi's ears, they were twisted quite hard, and the ears were red.

Every time.Meng Huan really hoped that he could become a villain like Lin Bozhou, but he was not.He ran into the wing room: "I'll take some ointment for you to rub."

Feng Zhi lowered his head and sobbed, looking extremely uncomfortable.It was also the first time for Meng Huan to encounter such a situation: "You will be bullied by her if you follow me, are you wronged?"

Feng Zhi said: "I'm not wronged. Just blame them for being too arrogant."

The maid, Aqing, rubbed the medicine for her and helped her: "Mr. Xu's housekeeper thinks that apart from the prince, they are the ones who make the decisions in the palace. Aunt Xu Fang always has a group of maids and servants behind her. , Beating people, others are afraid of their power and dare not speak up."

Meng Huan sighed and sat back in the chair: "So arrogant."

"The prince is busy with military and state affairs and ignores government affairs, that's why they dare to be so arrogant." Ah Qing said, "Madam, be careful, lest they won't let it go."

"is it?"

Meng Huan didn't take it too seriously. After eating, he painted in the yard again. When the dinner was served, Feng Zhi picked up the chopsticks and stirred it, saying, "Why doesn't the food look fresh?"

Ah Qing fanned the tip of her nose: "Why does it smell sour? Are these leftovers?"

Meng Huan approached with a frown, picked up a spoon to scoop up the soup, stirred it a few times and pulled out a dead cockroach, its tentacles were stained with oil and water.

"On purpose?" Meng Huan put down his chopsticks.

Feng Zhi couldn't take it anymore: "Your maidservant, go and report to the prince."

Meng Huan said sharply, "Wait."

"Ma'am, what's wrong?"

"..." Meng Huan is a little hard to say, his demands for the palace are different from others, he doesn't want to compete for favor, he just wants Lin Bozhou to be left out and forget himself, if he goes to sue now, wouldn't he feel his presence in front of him again?

Meng Huan said slowly: "Actually, it's not a big deal. Don't we have a kitchen in our yard? Since they don't bring food, we can cook it ourselves."

—Anyway, he has money.

Feng Zhi and Ah Qing could only nod to each other: "Listen to Madam."

Meng Huan heaved a sigh of relief. Sure enough, money is productivity, and if you have money, you can have everything.

While watching the people busy in the yard, there was a knock on the door.

The servant said, "Is Madam there?"

As Meng Huan approached, the man bowed his waist and stood in the dark: "There is a letter from Madam."

letter?

Mentioning Xin Meng Huan's mind thumped, is it from Lu Nanxing again?He quickly put the letter in his pocket, said "thank you", and looked around to make sure no one else saw it.

Sweaty fingers crumpled the paper and secretly placed it under his body. Meng Huan walked to the light and took a look:

"&%￥#2! (&%￥￥*+￥#@)..."

He frowned.

——Is Lu Nanxing's handwriting a little too scribbled?

Behind him, Ah Qing was holding the food: "Madam, the meal is ready."

Meng Huan quickly put away the letter: "Here we come!"

Sitting in the yard, Feng Zhi calculated the accounts: "Madam, if we don't eat the dishes from the restaurant, we have to eat by ourselves, and we have to ask someone to buy them outside the house, and the daily and monthly expenses will be recorded on the account. Give it together, okay?"

Meng Huan: "Yeah, yeah."

He nervously scratched his chopsticks, replied slowly, all he could think about was the letter, and after a while he said, "Feng Zhi, how much money do I have?"

"There are still 30 taels."

Meng Huan asked cautiously, "Is it enough to hire a teacher?"

"Enough, madam?"

"..."

Meng Huan took a deep breath, "I want to learn to read and write."

That night, Meng Huan couldn't hold back, and found the servant who helped him read last time.

The servant entered the door, and when he saw him, his expression was uncomfortable.

Meng Huan coughed, "Come and read a letter for me."

The male servant's legs twitched: "Madam..." Does Madam not know that she has informed her?

He trembled: "The villain dare not participate in those matters of the madam... The villain dare not read the letter..."

Meng Huan took out a bracelet.

The male servant silently received the letter, and at the same time he took the letter, wondering why the prince didn't deal with this daring assassin?

"Read." Meng Huan urged.

The servant went to the lamp to look at the letter. He thought that the assassination of the regent would not make his hands shake anymore, but he didn't expect his hands to still shake when he saw the letter.

"What did the letter say?" Meng Huan looked at him.

The male servant took a deep breath: "In the letter, he first expressed his yearning and concern for Madam, then asked Madam if there was any progress in assassinating the prince and delivering information, and finally asked, if there is a chance, Madam can come out of the house and join him Xu, three days later, the address is Li's Restaurant in Anhe Lane, Dongsheng Street."

Meng Huan frowned, but relaxed again.

On the one hand, he felt that Lu Nanxing's demands on him were outrageous, but on the other hand, he suddenly found that he still had the option of leaving the house and running away.

He put away the letter paper, looked up at the servant: "This matter is confidential, don't say anything, I may use you again in the future."

"..."

Servant: "Thank you madam for cultivating."

After walking out of the courtyard, the male servant went to the bedroom where Lin Bozhou was located without the slightest hesitation.

The bedroom hall was brightly lit, Lin Bozhou had just returned from the imperial city, he closed his eyes and leaned back in the chair with his hem up, his feet dipped in a wooden bucket.

The accompanying eunuch held his feet into the hot water, added some Chinese herbal medicine to relieve fatigue and conditioning, curled the backs of his fingers, and massaged the acupuncture points on the soles of his feet.

The only sound in the room is the sound of water and the sound of the mountain journey reading "Zi Zhi Tong Jian".

After reading, Shan Xing closed the bibliography: "Your Majesty, the governor of Zhejiang Province replied to the letter today, saying that the grain is being purchased from merchants and officials, and it will be shipped to Huanghuai when [-] ships are gathered. Don't worry."

Mentioning this letter, Lin Bozhou nodded his forehead, thinking of something: "How is Madam these days?"

"I heard from people that Madam is either painting in the courtyard or on the waterside pavilions."

After talking about the mountain trip, I remembered: "Also, Madam seems to be planning to find a teacher to teach him to read and read."

"Huh?" Lin Bozhou raised his eyelids.

At the door, a servant came in: "My lord, please see me, my grandson."

That is, the manservant who helped Meng Huan read the letter, he entered the door and knelt down on the ground.

Shan Xingle: "So that's what happened."

Lin Bozhou tried not to laugh: "What letter is this time?"

The servant recited the contents of the letter.

The candles were flickering, and the atmosphere was a little quiet.Lin Bozhou tapped his fingers on the back of the chair, as if he was reading the contents of the letter.After a while, he said, "Okay, it's really good to find a master who can read and write."

Shan Xing's attention was on the second half of the sentence: "My lord, will Madam really sneak out to meet this person?"

On a bigger scale, it was a premeditated assassination of Lin Bozhou.

At a young age, it is also a private meeting between a married man and someone.

Lin Bozhou lightly pressed his finger, and there was a "snap", his tone was a bit cold.

"The gate of the mansion, show me the strictness."