At noon, Director Jiang led the two maids into the Zixiao Courtyard. He came to the closed door, knocked on the door panel lightly, and whispered respectfully, "Eldest young master."
"Come in." A deep voice came from the room.
With a babble, the door was pushed open from the outside, Director Jiang walked in, and the two maids followed. As soon as he entered the room, he saw a tall and majestic figure standing in front of the open window lattice.
He had his hands behind his back, facing the wind, the cool wind ruffled his black hair, his clothes fluttered, with a somewhat uninhibited dashing, handsome and sturdy face, which was always indifferent and puzzling.
Director Jiang is about fifty years old, and his body is slightly fat, but he can see his fast pace, which is not affected by his body at all.
He looked at the tall figure, and his eyes couldn't help but mist. He has been in Dongfang Mansion for more than 30 years, and he has long regarded it as his home, and the young masters did not treat him as an outsider. He has always stayed at Dongfang Mansion with a grateful heart. Watching the four young masters grow up and the old masters and wives passed away one after another, he is even more determined to assist the young masters and guard the Dongfang Mansion. But now, the eldest young master he has always respected the most, has been plotted against and blinded. If he is allowed to know who did it, he will avenge the eldest young master even if he takes his life.
"Uncle Jiang, put away your inexplicable sentimentality, and don't hold back your tears."
Even if Dongfang Ling can't see it, he can guess that Jiang Bo, who has always been full of emotions, is now - with tears in his eyes, blaming himself. He frowned slightly and couldn't help sneering.
Manager Jiang hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, stared at him and widened his eyes, looking at his two maids.
"Eldest young master, in addition to Xiaoqing, who originally served you, I have sent another maid. This maid is new today. I saw that she looks smart and has a sweet mouth, so I kept her. Bing Son, come over soon to see the eldest young master." With a glance out of the corner of his eyes, he shouted to the pretty-looking maid who was standing outside.
"Bing'er has seen the eldest young master."
Bing'er stepped forward with a blessing, her voice was soft, her beautiful eyes were slightly drooping, and she was wary. "Okay, let's go down." He didn't move, his steady voice was impatient.
Manager Jiang responded, and while leaving, he warned the two with his eyes that they had to be careful.
"Master, lunch is ready."
The two maids worked together to arrange the food in the food box, Xiaoqing respectfully and authentically. The tall figure moved, and every step he took was cautious and careful, Xiaoqing hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and did not retreat to his side until he sat down safely. He raised his eyes and motioned for Bing'er, who was standing far away, to step forward.
Bing'er's little face was smeared with precaution, Mei Mu was staring at Dongfang Ling, every step she took, she was cautious. In order to fear that he would recognize her voice, she deliberately pretended to speak in a low voice. Even if she was used to silent footsteps, she had to remind herself from time to time to come out.
Although he couldn't see, she still had Yi Rongcheng's delicate face just in case.
She walked slowly on purpose, watching Xiaoqing carefully wait for Dongfang Ling, who was blind, to have a meal, and a sudden guilt enveloped her again. She had overheard his conversation with Dongfang Ao, and he said he didn't blame her. Why
She hurt him like this, doesn't he really hate her? Staying in this city of Luoyang, every day she stayed, the more she knew about the various deeds of Dongfang Mansion, the deeper her self-blame and remorse became. People say that the four young masters of Dongfang Mansion have their own strengths, and the most awe-inspiring young master is Dongfang Ling. He is like a natural businessman, with precise and unique vision and strong skills, Dongfang Linggong is indispensable to Dongfangfu's current wealth. The most rare thing is that he is not only a businessman, but also knows that giving is more blessed than receiving. In the past few years, countless people have been helped by Dongfang House, and they have accumulated a lot of merit for Dongfang House.
Dongfang Ling ate his meal in a leisurely manner with his sense of touch. As the footsteps approached, his thick brows gradually wrinkled, his handsome face was indifferent, his raised hand paused for a moment, and his black eyes stopped at his left hand. people looked at.
"What is your name?"
"Back to the eldest young master, the slave's name is Bing'er."
The little hand caressed his chest unconsciously, and his beautiful eyes looked at the expression on his face, thinking about whether to escape now.
"Last name?"
"The slave's surname is Luo."
Why does he ask that? As if he wanted to make sure of something, could it be that he recognized her? But this is impossible. Her voice, footsteps, and appearance had all changed. How could he, who was blind in both eyes, recognize her. The more she thought about it, the more she felt right, and she secretly laughed at herself for being too heartless.
A strange light flashed across the slightly restrained black eyes, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised, no more questions, and continued to bury his head in the meal, while Xiaoqing served him from time to time.
With an uneasy heart, Bing'er watched his every move until he put down the tableware and took the cloth handed by Xiaoqing to wipe off the oil stains on his lips.
"Xiaoqing, go down after you pack up. Bing'er, you stay."
The thick voice dragged her footsteps to escape, and her delicate little face was slightly wrinkled. Xiaoqing tidied up and glanced at Dongfang Ling timidly.
In all fairness, the eldest young master is a good master. He has never criticized his servants, and it is rare that he has spoken harshly; but for some reason, everyone is afraid of him, a kind of awe that comes from the bottom of their hearts. Maybe it's his calmness and his innate arrogance without anger. Usually, he only needs to stare at him with sharp eyes. It's rare that people can't tremble under such sharp eyes.
She had heard the second young master play a joke, the eldest young master's calmness is just an illusion. In fact, the eldest young master is the most violent among the four brothers, but he knows how to control himself; With a violent temper, that person will die horribly! Therefore, she can only bless Binger.
Xiaoqing quickly cleaned up the table, gave Binger a sympathetic look, and hurriedly left.
"Give me the crutches that are on the side of the bed and walk with me."
"Yes." After Bing'er hurriedly picked up the cane and handed it to him, she automatically came to his side, carefully supporting him all the way, and sounded a warning.
Walking out of the wing room, a pleasant cool breeze blows across the face, accompanied by a faint floral fragrance, which makes people involuntarily relax. Ling Xiao's beautiful eyes flowed, and she quickly saw the layout of this Zixiao Courtyard. It was dominated by Dongfang Ling's bedroom, and there were wing rooms on both sides. She guessed that one of them might be his study. There are a lot of unknown flowers and trees planted on both sides of the room. Go along the gravel road on the right. At the end, there is a stone pavilion called Guyue Pavilion. This pavilion is very special. The scenery is somewhat leisurely.
"Accompany me to Gu Yueting."
He heard his thick voice in her ears, she hurriedly pulled back her wandering thoughts, and supported his strong arm with her small hand, stepped on the gravel road, walked to the end, walked up the stairs, came to the stone pavilion, and carefully helped him sit down on the stone chair.
A gust of wind blew at the right time, Bing'er's head was slightly raised, she couldn't help closing her eyes and sighing. It was less than a day before she fell in love with this place, especially this Gu Tingheng. She walked to the guardrail curiously and looked down, the lake was sparkling and the water was crystal clear.
"Why do you want to come to Dongfang Mansion to be a slave? Who else is at home?" Hei Mu looked exactly in her direction, waiting for her answer.
scare! The little hand touched her chest in fright. She really wasn't suitable for pretending to be a slave. Her playful nature always made her forget what she was going to do the next moment, and she always naturally forgot the current master. Under the unwarranted stare of those deep black eyes, she had the illusion that he could see it! She waved her little hand playfully in front of him, making sure he didn't have any response, and made a face at him playfully, and then she coughed softly and said what she had thought about.
"There is still an old father in the slave's family. He is still quite strong. He will come to Dongfang Mansion as a servant. He wants to earn more money to support the family."
In Luoyang City, the salaries given to servants by the Dongfang Mansion are quite large, and they have never heard of the abuse of servants. Therefore, whenever there is a shortage of servants in the Dongfang Mansion, there is always a group of people rushing to sign up. If she hadn't used a little trick, she wouldn't have been able to squeeze into Dongfang Mansion.
This reasonable statement made it impossible to criticize and doubt, but a faint smile appeared on the thin lips.
"When you entered the manor, you came to serve me, a blind man. Would you secretly despise my master?" He mocked himself.
"No!" His words made her feel harsh, and she came to him with a look of shame, and said excitedly: "The eldest young master is only temporarily blind, your eyes will be fine!"
That's right, she could never just watch him go blind. This disaster is her fault, she will be responsible to the end.
"You're new here, why are you so sure that my eyes are only temporarily blind? The doctors in Luoyang City are not as confident as you." Wei Yang's lips were quirky, waiting for her reaction.
Why does she think he has something to say? His mind raced quickly, and he answered cautiously, "I just thought that the eldest young master is so good, and God will not be so cruel, and he will definitely bless the eldest young master to see the light soon."
"Since you said so, I believe you will have no opinion on what I will arrange next."
"What's up?"
The faint smile on his lips made her feel inexplicably annoying, and she had a bad premonition in her heart.
"I've decided to make you my maid. Remember to pack your things and move them to my room later."
With the tall figure, the crutches lightly touched the ground, Bing'er hurriedly stepped forward to support him, her delicate little face turning pale. "why?"
"Since she's a close-knit maid, she's always with me. Besides, I'm blind now, so I really need someone by my side."
As the words fell, the crutches made a thudding sound and stepped down carefully step by step.
"Yes."
Bing'er had tears in her eyes, her face slumped, his words directly attacked her key points, successfully arousing the shame in her heart, so that she did not dare to have any opinion, and helped him down the stone steps and walked back. .
If I had known that she would stop pretending to be a maid, I could hide and care, and I would not fall into the current predicament. Before she walked back to the bedroom, Binger saw a tall figure in the distance, as if she had been waiting for a long time.
"Eldest young master, there is someone standing in front of him, his eyes have been looking at this."
"Oh, what does he look like?" Without stopping, he secretly guessed who was coming.
"it's me."
Before Bing'er could reply, the person who came had already opened his mouth. Seeing his appearance, his resolute face turned solemn.
"Fang Yi."
Hearing the sound, Dongfang Lingjun had a smile on his face, and his footsteps were still slow and slow. With Bing'er's support, he carefully crossed the threshold and entered the room.
"What the hell is going on? As soon as I came back, I heard that something happened to you."
Fang Yi's face was heavy, and as soon as he sat down, he couldn't wait to ask, staring directly at the godless black eyes in front of him. Not in a hurry to answer his question, Dongfang Ling calmed down and turned to the person beside him.
"Bing'er, I haven't seen Master Fang yet."
"Hello, Young Master Fang." Although he didn't understand Dongfang Ling's intention, he still bowed to him respectfully.
Fang Yi glanced at the raw maid, the wrinkles between his brows deepened, and he knew that every time he talked to him, he had to have great patience, otherwise, the one who couldn't hold back his anger first would be the loser. This is also the reason why Dongfang Ling negotiates with people in the mall and wins every time, just because he is calm enough.
But now he's not talking about business with his opponent, his too calm attitude, to repeat what Dongfang Ao said, even the saint will be driven crazy.
"Master Dongfang, you haven't answered my words yet." Fang Yi resisted the urge to grind his teeth and took a deep breath.
"What's there to say, just like what you've heard and seen." He took the porcelain cup that Bing'er put in his hand, sighed lightly, and his tone was indifferent.
Bing'er sneered at the man with blue veins on his forehead in a funny way. He had a deeper understanding of Dongfang Ling. This man could make his opponent feel the urge to commit suicide just by speaking.
"Dongfang Ling, I'll ask again, I want to hear you explain clearly from beginning to end." This time, the grinding of his teeth was very clear.
Dongfang Ling ignored his anger, still smiling indifferently on his face, and slowly told what happened.
Fang Yi's face was full of disbelief, his eyes were wide open, and his voice was excited: "You just let her go?"
"Yes." His answer remained the same.
Fang Yi was so angry that he paced back and forth in the room, staring at the person who was sipping tea leisurely, for a moment, the anger in his chest eased, and then he sat down again and asked anxiously, "When will Dongfangtang be? return?"
"I don't know, someone has been sent to look for it."
There was no trace of urgency in the cold voice, Fang Yi couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.
"One day, I really want to see who can make you lose this calm and composed appearance. I am very much looking forward to that day."
Dongfang Ling's answer was a roar of laughter, and his handsome face was even more outstanding because of the smile. With an unintentional glance, Mei Mu was obsessed with his hearty smile, unable to extricate herself, until the laughter subsided, and then she hurriedly calmed down, her small face drooping slightly, covering her cheeks.
"Don't just say me, how is Mrs. Fang?"
Fang Yi's resolute face showed worry, frowning deeply, and he was no longer in the mood to pay attention to his friend's affairs, especially the other party looked unworthy of sympathy.
"I just sent my mother to Ning'an Temple. She intends to stay there for a while and pray for the mercy of the Bodhisattva."
Dongfang Ling's face was slightly condensed, and he didn't know how to open his mouth. This incident had troubled the two families for 16 years.
"We've been searching for 16 years, and there is still no news, but as long as there is still a glimmer of hope, we will never give up looking for Chu Chu's whereabouts. And as Chu Chu's fiancé, I hope you can wait for her for a few more years. "As soon as these words came out, Bing'er couldn't hide her astonishment and raised her eyes, staring at the two of them.
Looking at Dongfang Ling who was silent, Fang Yi begged with the selfishness of a brother.
"I'm sorry, but this year is my bottom line."
There was a hint of ruthlessness in the cold words. After all, this marriage was not chosen by him. After waiting for so many years, he was actually following his father's will. This year he has turned twenty-five years old, and as long as this year passes, he will be free to choose the woman he loves.
This is what Master Dongfang promised when he arranged marriages for his four sons without authorization. At the age of twenty-five, if the woman fails to obtain a token to ask for marriage, then the marriage contract will be abandoned.
Fang Yi's face changed slightly, stared at him for a long time, and sighed: "Well, if you can't find Chu Chu in your life and insist on waiting for you, wouldn't it be a mistake for you. Whether you and Chu Chu are destined or not will be arranged by God. ."
The two masters were both officials in the court when they were young, and they had close personal friendships. When Mr. Fang got a daughter, he was overjoyed and proposed to marry her to the son of the Eastern family, so that the two families could be more relatives. Unexpectedly, during Fang Chuchu's full moon banquet, he accidentally let a maid with an abnormal mind secretly take him away, and his whereabouts are still unknown. Mrs. Fang misses her daughter so much that her body is getting worse every day. For decades, not only Fang Mansion, but also Dongfang Mansion has sent people to look for it, but unfortunately there is still no news.
"It's getting late, I'll leave first." Since today's words are not speculative, in order not to be affected by a momentary excitement and affect the friendship for many years, it is better to leave first.
"Bing'er sees off."
Dongfang Ling did not insist on staying, knowing that although he didn't say anything, he was still dissatisfied with him in his heart.
Bing'er respectfully sent Fang Yi before she walked out of the room when she met Manager Jiang and a beautiful girl.
"Master Fang." Manager Jiang nodded politely to greet him, and then said respectfully to the people in the room, "Master, even the girl is here to see you."
Even a girl? Could it be that she is the most beautiful and talented daughter of a family in Luoyang City? Fang Yi squinted his eyes displeased, and looked at the beautiful woman in front of him for a long time, his face became more ugly. Could this be the reason why Dongfang Ling refused to wait for Hou Chuchu
"Brother Dongfang, if Fangfu is lucky enough to find Chuchu this year, I hope to keep the promise." With a wave of his sleeve, he dropped a sentence at the person behind him, and left without looking back.
Dongfang Ling, who always carried the door behind his back, had a wry smile on his lips, but was unwilling to explain more.
"Even the girl, please come in."
Manager Jiang did not wait for Dongfang Ling's response, and warmly invited the shy-faced daughter of the family to enter, carelessly without considering whether it was appropriate or not.
This girl Lian is not only beautiful in appearance, but also docile in temperament, and seems to have affection for the eldest young master. What's more, Miss Fang has been missing for many years, and there has been no news. He can't ask the eldest young master to wait like this forever. If he misses a life-long event, how can he be worthy of the deceased master and wife.
"It's… not very convenient."
Lian Fangyi's cheeks were stained with shyness, which made her originally excellent face even more stunning, and she was too embarrassed to step into the room.
"You girl are not coming out soon."
Manager Jiang beckoned to Bing'er, who was standing beside him in a daze, for fear that this unsightly maid would ruin the solitude opportunity he wanted to create for the eldest young master and Miss Lian.
Bing'er's smart eyes turned, and she could easily see what medicine Jiang Jiang was selling in the gourd. She shrugged indifferently, and she just took this opportunity to go out and take a breath.
Dongfang Ling is far more capable than she imagined, he is too sensitive! I don't know if she was too sensitive, but she always felt that the probing of his words made her feel very stressed.
As soon as he stepped out, he heard a thick and indifferent voice behind him: "Bing'er, don't forget what I said, go back and bring all your things here, do you hear me, my personal maid."
As soon as these words came out, Bing'er's small face quickly collapsed.
Manager Jiang gasped and stared straight at her with astonishment. Even Lian Fangyi, who was standing at the door of the room, stared at her thoughtfully. But when he started, he had an unpredictable face, and the corners of his lips curled into a quirky expression.