Mingyu sat quietly at the table copying the family tree. Before she knew it, several sheets of paper were spread out in front of her waiting to dry. Mingyu rubbed her wrists, which felt a little sore. She hadn't touched a brush for a long time. When she wrote suddenly, her wrists felt a little sore and uncomfortable.
However, what Mingyu didn't expect was that Ba Tianbao came back not long after he left. He was still lying in front of the window with his white hair on his feet. He handed over a book and said unceremoniously, "Hey, help me copy the article "Ce Wen" fifty times. I'll come and get it tomorrow."
Mingyu was so angry that she looked at the young man in front of her. She gritted her teeth and endured for a long time before she restrained herself from smashing the book on his head. "I don't have time. My wife asked me to copy the family tree a hundred times!"
Ba Tianbao didn't take Mingyu's excuse seriously at all. "This is very important to me. My father punished me to copy the article a hundred times. He will ask me for it tomorrow afternoon. Hurry up! Don't delay my work."
You! You are a naughty little brat! You don't do your job properly, but just flirt with others. If Sima Chang knew about this, he would be so angry that he would jump out and beat you to death!
Mingyu cursed Ba Tianbao in her heart and tried to remind herself again and again of the professional ethics of a teacher, that she should be caring and loving towards students with problems who have made mistakes...
"Our handwriting is different, the master will be able to see it when he checks it." Mingyu was not at all willing to cheat for this young man.
Master Bao waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about that. My father always only asks the butler to check whether the amount is enough, and he doesn't look at the content."
It turns out that this young boy was not punished for the first time, and he had gained experience in resisting.
"That won't do..." Mingyu protested. Why should she copy books for Master Bao? She couldn't even finish copying the family tree by herself. And Sima Qing and his wife, there was nothing new in the way they punished people.
"You don't want to?" Master Bao was unhappy. He knocked on the window frame and suddenly said threateningly: "If you don't copy it, I will take your maid named Lixiang away!"
After saying this, Master Bao looked at the little girl in front of him smugly, expecting her panic-stricken or furious expression.
However, Mingyu had no expression at all. She just looked at him with a sullen face and icy eyes. Without saying a word, she lowered her head and continued to copy the family tree, leaving him aside.
Master Bao became embarrassed and muttered, "Hey, why are you so bad-tempered? I was just talking, but you took it seriously? I won't touch her!"
Mingyu ignored him, but her anger reached its peak. Lixiang was a good girl. She had been serving Mingyu since she was three years old. She was three years older than Mingyu and took care of Mingyu like an older sister. Now she was almost old enough to get married. If this romantic and heartless Ba Tianbao dared to touch Lixiang, she would fight him to the death!
Seeing Mingyu's serious face, Master Bao secretly regretted it in his heart. If he had known that he would make Mingyu so angry, he would not have said anything. Besides, Lixiang was not very good-looking, and Master Bao, who was handsome, elegant and talented, felt that he was at a disadvantage by taking in that maid!
The consequence of feeling guilty is that Master Bao always makes small talk, chattering non-stop, all of which are nothing more than saying that if you help him copy, he will promise you some benefits or something like that.
Mingyu was feeling irritated, and there was a giant Bao Erye fly buzzing in his ear. Finally, he couldn't help it and put the pen in his hand down on the inkstone with a "snap", staring at him with a pair of big black eyes.
Master Bao immediately stopped talking, smiled at Mingyu ingratiatingly, and stuffed the book through the gap in the window frame, "I only ask you to copy it for me fifty times, I can do the rest myself!" As if afraid that Mingyu would regret it, he quickly added, "Remember, it's "Ce Wen", don't copy it wrong, it's settled, I'll come to get it tomorrow at noon!"
After saying that, Master Bao jumped off Baihao's shoulders in a cool manner and walked out of the yard.
Mingyu stood up angrily, opened the window and saw Master Bao with Baihao sneaking out of the yard along the wall like a thief. She just wanted to roll up the book in her hand and smash it on the head of this bastard.
However, she was unable to throw the book away until Master Bao disappeared. Mingyu sat down somewhat dejectedly, and after a long breath, she put the family tree aside, opened the book that Master Bao gave her, found the "Ce Wen" he mentioned, spread out the paper, licked the ink with the pen, and began to copy it neatly.
But while copying, Mingyu was filled with indignation, and her handwriting became more and more round and beautiful, hoping that her nominal father-in-law would be able to see the difference in the handwriting and give this dissolute prodigal a good beating!
When it was time to light the lamps, Mingyu heard footsteps coming up the stairs outside the ancestral hall. He hurriedly put the "Ce Wen" he was copying and the paper at the bottom, and began to pretend to copy the family tree.
The nanny who led Mingyu into the ancestral hall came in with a food box and said with a respectful smile, "Second Madam, it's time for dinner. Let's stop and have a rest and eat."
Mingyu thanked the nanny and carefully moved the "cheat sheet" underneath and the family tree on it to one side. The nanny laid out the food in the lunch box one by one.
Dinner consisted of just a bowl of vegetables, a bowl of tofu, two steamed buns and a bowl of taro soup. It was delivered in time and was still steaming.
"Second Madam, the ancestral hall is a quiet place, and it's not good to have meat. The food will be cleaner these days, so please don't be surprised." The nanny explained politely.
Mingyu felt that this nanny was different. Since she came to the Anxi Marquis' Mansion, everyone treated her like an ignorant child, but this nanny had always been respectful to her.
"Madam, you really are so annoying to Mingyu." Mingyu said with a smile, "I haven't thanked you for coming all the way to bring me food. I don't know how to address you."
The nanny set the table, stepped aside, and said with a smile, "Second Madam is such a polite person. My surname is Wei. When I was young, my family was lucky enough to follow the Madam to marry into the Marquis' Mansion. Thanks to the Master and Madam's appreciation, I have been serving Madam."
Mingyu nodded and said with a smile, "Then I'll have to trouble Nanny Wei to take care of me from now on." It turned out that she was Miao's dowry nanny, who passed messages for Miao and dealt with those offensive matters. But she spoke respectfully and humbly, so even the people who were punished could not hate her.
Wei Ma Ma bowed and said, "Second Madam, you are too polite." She then looked at the family tree on the table where Mingyu had copied the family tree with wet ink and said with a smile, "Second Madam has a beautiful handwriting!"
Mingyu was about to say something modest when she heard Nanny Wei change the subject, "It's just that Second Madam needs to write faster in the future. Finish copying as soon as possible so you can get out sooner!"
"Yes, thank you for your guidance, Madam." Mingyu said in a low voice and started to eat dinner. Praising her good handwriting was just an excuse. The main reason was that he disliked her writing too slowly. Mingyu felt angry and hated Batianbao even more. If he hadn't insisted on her helping him copy books, she wouldn't have copied much of her family tree until now.
Although the food was simple, it tasted good. Mingyu had a small appetite and was full after eating half a steamed bun and drinking a bowl of soup. Nanny Wei cleaned up the food, bowed and left.
It was already getting dark. Mingyu fumbled for the flint and tried many times before he successfully lit the oil lamp. He then continued to copy the "Ce Wen" under the oil lamp.
Until a thick stack of papers filled with words piled up in front of him, Mingyu stretched and heard a low voice coming from under the window, "Second Madam, Second Madam!"
Mingyu quickly stepped on a stool and leaned over the window to look down. It was too dark to see clearly, so Mingyu raised the oil lamp again. The voice under the window sill rang again, "Second Madam, it's me, Lixiang!"
Hearing Li Xiang's voice, Mingyu almost blurted out, "Did Ba Tianbao do anything to you?" Fortunately, she was still rational and swallowed the words she was about to say.
"What are you doing here?" Mingyu also whispered, "Go back quickly, it's too late and the yard will be locked, and you won't be able to get in."
"I'm worried, Second Grandma. Have you had dinner? Are you cold?" Lixiang's voice was tinged with tears. She had been taking care of Mingyu for so many years and she was not worried at all.
"I've eaten. I'm full." Mingyu felt warm in her heart. "The bed here is soft and warm. You should go back soon!"
Lixiang walked away, looking back every few steps, her eyes red. When the young lady was at home, the master and the mistress treated her like their own eyes. But when she came to this marquis's mansion with a high threshold, she was punished for no reason. Fortunately, the young lady was sensible, otherwise how could she bear it.
The next afternoon, Sima Hong packed up the thick stack of copied "Ce Wen", straightened his clothes and face so as not to look so sloppy, and went to his father's study.
Sima Qing looked at his little son who looked like a well-behaved child, and took the paper from Sima Hong with a smile, "Not bad, you copied it very quickly this time, and you didn't ask for an extension."
Sima Hong smiled somewhat guiltily. Seeing that Sima Qing seemed very interested in the "homework" he handed in and was about to flip through it, he quickly placed his hand on the paper Sima Qing was about to flip open, "Father, you are so busy, why not let Uncle Wu check it."
The fifth uncle's full name is Sima Wu. He is Sima Qing's manager and has always been the one doing the inspections. He has watched Master Bao grow up since he was a child, so naturally he would turn a blind eye to him.
Sima Qing smiled and flicked his son's claws away, "Why, can't your father check?"
Sima Hong covered his red hands and wailed, "Yes, of course I can. I'm not afraid that my father will be tired. It's just a small matter, so don't trouble your father to do it personally..." Aaaaa, his father actually opened it, opened it!
"Well, let me take a look." Sima Qing was very interested in the pile of papers with different handwritings, and sorted them out in front of him. "These twenty-five papers with crooked and ugly handwriting were copied by Baihao, these twenty papers with slightly neater handwriting were copied by Yingrong, and here are the remaining fifty papers with good handwriting. You are really good at finding your own wife to be your ghostwriter!"
Sima Qing looked up at his son, whose face was red. He slapped his son on the forehead and cursed, "You bastard! I asked you to copy books, but you played this trick on me. I tell you, these are all left over from my past. You copied only five out of a hundred articles. And your handwriting is so bad. Even a dog's paw can write better than you!"
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