In Mingyu's opinion, her boss Ma Qing is a very good person. He has a mild temper and a kind personality. Everyone in the mansion praises him for his generosity and kindness. No one has ever seen him speak harshly or beat or scold the servants.
Such people are soft-hearted, but soft-hearted people have a shortcoming, that is, they are easily influenced. Madam Miao is also a self-centered person in the mansion. If she doesn't want to, she will pretend to obey the old lady's words, and the old lady will be angry, but she can't do anything about her.
Just like last time, Mingyu waited anxiously for the old lady to stand up for her and drive Zhuxiang away, but the old lady felt that it was an insult to her, so she just put Zhuxiang in solitary confinement for two months and punished Mingyu.
Sima Qing was kind-hearted and good-tempered, and he didn't argue with Miao. As a result, Miao lived domineeringly for so many years. As long as the couple didn't involve issues of principle, such as greeting each other's mother, Sima Qing would usually give in.
Mingyu had nothing to do, so she thought about it for a long time. She felt that Sima Qing kept a maid in his marriage life not because he was so enthusiastic about women, and her father-in-law did not seem to be such an impatient person, otherwise there would not be only Miao and Concubine Wen in the Marquis' Mansion.
It was just because Miao lacked the gentleness of a woman, and since he couldn't find her at home, he could only enjoy her outside. Hiding from everyone, Sima Qing went to his mistress every now and then to enjoy the pleasure of "**" and experience the gentleness of a woman. As a marquis, it was quite aggrieved.
I heard that the concubine surnamed Yu has been around for more than ten years. She is now in her early thirties. Although she is not as beautiful as she was when she was young, Sima Qing still puts her at the top of his heart and even goes toe to toe with his wife for her. This must be true love! Mingyu sighed with emotion, shaking her head.
The masters were in a huge fight and refused to give in to each other. The servants were all in a panic, but Mingyu was looking forward to it with a bit of evil intentions, hoping that there would be a result that would help her achieve her wish.
Every time Lixiang went to the kitchen to get food, she would bring back the latest gossip for Mingyu. After Mingyu finished her meal, she would tell her the gossip as an after-meal dessert and she enjoyed it very much.
"How do you know so much?" Mingyu asked curiously. Everyone likes to hear gossip, but it has to come from a reliable source.
Li Xiang said very embarrassedly: "There is a sister in the kitchen who gets along very well with me. I heard it from her." She then added gratefully: "When I first went to get the rice, the old women and wives picked out the cold ones and the not-so-good ones for me. I was angry but there was nothing I could do. Only that sister was always very kind to me. When she served the rice, she also picked out the good ones for me. All these things were told to me by that sister."
Mingyu remembered that the quality of food had improved recently, probably because of Lixiang, her "sister". Nowadays, she was taken care of by others, and she invited them to come over when she was free. She had seen many people flattering the powerful and bullying the weak in the Sima Mansion. Seeing that she was not favored by the wife, she praised Luo Lingxiu and flattered Mingyu. She was openly and secretly shortchanging Yiqingyuan, and suddenly someone who was nice to her came, and Mingyu was immediately moved.
Mingyu was moved but still a little wary. Being nice to them was a good thing, but if he was nice to them for no reason, it was worth going to see this person in person. After all, even a fool knew that it would be Luo Lingxiu who would be in charge of the Anxi Marquis' Mansion in the future, and there would be no benefit in trying to please Mingyu.
In the afternoon, Lixiang brought a daughter-in-law over. She had an oval face and almond-shaped eyes. She had a simple bun on the back of her head and wore a clean blue cloth dress. It was obvious that she had changed her clothes before coming over.
Mingyu looked at the woman for a few times, secretly surprised. Such a pretty girl was actually assigned to a dirty and messy place like the kitchen with heavy smoke. It was really... a pity.
The woman kowtowed respectfully to Mingyu first, then knelt on the ground and said, "I am from Liu Cai's family, and I pay my respects to the Second Madam." Her voice was gentle, her attitude was humble, and her movements were smooth and graceful, not like those of a servant.
Mingyu smiled and nodded, saying, "Stand up, you're welcome, sit down and talk."
Liu Cai's family didn't dare to sit down in front of Mingyu. He just leaned forward, turned sideways towards Mingyu, lowered his head and half-sat on the stool, listening to Mingyu talk.
"We've just arrived at the Marquis' Mansion and don't know anyone. I heard that you've taken good care of Lixiang these days. Thank you very much!" Mingyu said with a smile.
Liu Caijia saw Mingyu's small stature, cute face, but steady speech. She smiled and said humbly, "Second Madam, you are too polite. It is my duty to torture and kill you. I also think that I am compatible with Sister Lixiang. Second Madam, you may call me Bixi. This is my name."
"Tourmaline..." Mingyu savored it carefully, "What a good name!"
Bixi seemed to recall the happy past and smiled slightly, "This name was given to me by the young master when I was serving him before."
"Have you ever served the eldest young master?" Mingyu asked curiously.
Bixi smiled and said, "Yes. I have been serving the young master since I was a child. Later, the young master got married and had no shortage of people to serve him. I was assigned to help in the kitchen. Last year, the young mistress introduced me to my man."
Mingyu's bright black eyes curved. Since Bixi had been serving the eldest young master since she was a child, she was basically a maid of the same level as Yingrong in terms of rank. Looking at Yingrong's ambiguous attitude towards her mistress, one could tell how transcendent the status of the maid beside the young master was.
Sima Xi's maid not only failed to become Sima Xi's concubine, but was kicked to the kitchen full of servants. The work she did was dirty and tiring, and she was also assigned a servant. Judging from her clothes and appearance, she should have lived an ordinary life and was not as decent as the daughters-in-law and servants in the mansion.
But Tourmaline spoke in a gentle and calm manner, neither too fast nor too slow, neither too humble nor too arrogant. He also spoke of his past calmly and with a smile on his face, without showing any dissatisfaction after all the ups and downs he had experienced.
What a pity, Mingyu sighed again in her heart. Looking at the thunderous means of the eldest sister-in-law, the maid of the husband was so honest and humble, but she was kicked to the kitchen to do rough housework. Looking at Yingrong's arrogant face, she just didn't ask Mingyu to make her a concubine. Mingyu was very sad. If she had half the fighting power of Luo Lingxiu, she wouldn't be bullied by a maid.
However, Mingyu thought about it again. The quality of the maid can tell what kind of master she is. Master Bao is domineering and frivolous, and the maid follows suit, with her eyes on the top of her head. Bixi is a kind and gentle person, so the elder brother who has never met should also be a good person.
Moreover, whenever the eldest young master was mentioned, the old lady's face was always full of smiles. She always praised him by saying that he was smart and hardworking since childhood, and was good at studying. When he went to the capital, he was selected as the prince's companion, and was always praised by the tutor. He was so outstanding that he was just like the legendary child of other people's families, Mingyu sighed, but was also a little puzzled. The eldest brother was so outstanding and motivated, and the power of example was infinite, so how could he bring up a younger brother like Master Bao
After a few words, Mingyu could not tell that Bixi had any evil intentions. Her attitude was humble and sincere. It should be that she really took care of Lixiang because she got along well with him. Mingyu asked Lixiang to bring a silver hairpin with two beads, and smiled at Bixi: "I don't have anything good here. This hairpin is brought from my mother's home. It is a fashionable style in Jiangnan. Let me give it to you."
Bixi did not pretend to refuse. She kowtowed to Mingyu to thank him and then accepted it generously.
After Bixi left, Lixiang sighed, "I didn't expect Sister Bixi was actually serving the young master before. No wonder I thought she was different from the others in the kitchen. She spoke and acted in an unconventional way."
Madam Zou shook her head. "She is also a poor person. Once the eldest young master left, no one backed her up, so she was abused by the eldest young mistress."
Mingyu thought about it and felt that Ms. Bixi might not be without complaints about Luo Lingxiu. As a maid in front of the young master, her food, clothing and other expenses were no different from those of a young lady. Even when she was serving people, she only did simple and easy tasks. She was basically trained according to the standards of a concubine. She lived a good life, but suddenly she was turned into a servant. She fell from heaven to hell overnight. Who would be convinced
Perhaps the young wife Bixi felt that both she and Luo Lingxiu were bullied by her, and they felt sorry for each other, so she took better care of herself and Lixiang.
In the afternoon, Mingyu had nothing to do, so she packed up the things she brought from Jiangnan. When she was rummaging through the boxes, Lixiang found a bamboo flute and said with surprise, "Second Madam, we brought your bamboo flute with us!"
Mingyu smiled with a guilty conscience. She took the bamboo flute and stroked it for a long time. Lixiang smiled again and said, "Second Madam, don't you always feel like you have nothing to do? How about playing the flute to relieve your boredom?"
"This..." Mingyu touched his nose, "I'll play it when I have time. It's been a long time, and I've forgotten how to play the flute."
She can play the piano and harmonica, but not the flute. But judging from Lixiang's attitude, the real Mingyu can play the flute. She can't forget it completely.
Seeing Mingyu's lack of interest, Lixiang didn't force her. She put the flute back into the box and sorted out Mingyu's summer clothes. Summer was coming soon, and Mingyu couldn't wear the small jacket and cardigan she wore in spring anymore.
The whole Sima Hou Mansion was in a depressed atmosphere for a few days. The letter that Miao wrote to her parents' home to complain and ask for support also arrived in the capital. Mingyu didn't know how big a shock it caused. By the time she found out, everyone in the mansion had already been notified. Mingyu was surprised. Miao's letter frightened the eldest master Wu Yingxiong, oh no, Sima Xi, who had been away from home for a year, and rushed back from the capital.
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