"Miss Fifth..."
Ren Yaoqi paused and looked back.
Mammy Zhou stood at the door between Mingjian and Zuocijian and called her softly.
Glancing at the inner room of Zuoci, Ren Yaoqi gestured towards Mammy Zhou, Mammy Zhou understood and followed Ren Yaoqi to Xici room lightly.
"Mother, she always sleeps lightly, and it's hard for her to fall back asleep once she wakes up. If you have something to say, you might as well say it here." Ren Yaoqi.
Mammy Zhou looked at Ren Yaoqi and sighed with a smile: "Miss Fifth, you... have really changed a lot. The wife is very happy, and so are the servants."
Ren Yaoqi smiled, which shows how troublesome she was when she was a child? Her childhood memories are already very vague, because she bears too much pain, she always avoids reminding herself.
"Mammy, what do you want to say to me?" Ren Yaohua had already gone back first, and Ren Yaoqi thought that Zhou Mama might have something to say to her alone. This was unprecedented.
Mammy Zhou thought for a while and said, "When the maid went to the clean room to check, I found a few lines of footprints on the snow outside."
"Can Mammy tell whose footprints it is? I remember that my mother asked for hot water twice at noon." Ren Yaoqi asked.
Mammy Zhou nodded: "It was hard to tell the difference originally. The rough women in the backyard wore thick-soled cotton shoes to keep warm, and the size was relatively large. Most of the maids like to look good or not like those thick thick-soled cotton shoes. I often serve in the house, so I would rather wear some cold embroidered cotton shoes. But just now, the servant saw the prints of a pair of boots in those footprints."
When Ren Yaoqi heard the words, he smiled with interest: "Mummy observed carefully, so do you know the owner of the boots?"
Mother Zhou nodded affirmatively: "Mother Guan, who is in charge of the firewood, wore a pair of small deerskin boots today, because the boots were too small and did not fit her feet, so she walked a little... The maids secretly laughed at her when she was enslaved. I heard."
"Mother Guan?" Ren Yaoqi tilted her head and thought for a while, vaguely remembering that she was a tall and sturdy old woman who had some dealings with Mammy Zhu in her room on weekdays.
"Her daughter is the second-class maid in Miss Ninth's room." After Mother Zhou returned, she quickly found out the details of all the people in the yard after being reminded by Ren Yaoqi.
"Ninth sister?" Ren Yaoqi pondered.
She had guessed that the person who came to eavesdrop today must have something to do with Aunt Fang. After all, people in other rooms would not be interested in the chat between their mother and daughter. Just based on her understanding of the other aunt, aunt Fang should not send such a careless woman over to listen to others blatantly, 80% of which is the woman who wants to please the other side and make her own decisions.
"Why didn't you tell me before?" Ren Yaoqi asked.
Mother Zhou hesitated for a while when she heard the words, and then sighed: "Miss Fifth, you know the temper of Miss Third. If you let her know who the eavesdropper is, she will definitely make trouble. Slaves, slaves are still afraid of her. I fell into the trap of others. So I thought I would keep my mouth shut for the time being. Although you are young, Miss Fifth, you know the priorities. Besides, you just said that you will deal with those people, so the servant wants to tell you that you know, too. It is convenient for you to act in the future."
Ren Yaoqi nodded: "I know, so let's not talk about it for now." Then he asked, "Do you know who this Madam Guan doesn't get along with on weekdays?"
Mammy Zhou glanced at Ren Yaoqi in surprise. Seeing that she only smiled lightly, and could not see any other meaning, she didn't rush to ask any more questions, she thought about it and nodded and said, "There is one, it's the backyard. Madam Liu, who manages the hot water."
Ren Yaoqi originally just asked casually. After all, it wasn't a few days before Mammy Zhou came back with Mrs. Li, so she might not know what to ask her, but it seems that she underestimated Mama Zhou.
"Is that Mrs. Liu whose niece manages the accounts at Mrs. 5?"
"Yes, it's her. The woman who manages the hot water can still use the hot water to exchange some money from the generous maid. The woman who manages the firewood and charcoal fires, but because the house has enough supply of ordinary firewood and charcoal fire, The best silver charcoal is strictly controlled, and open flames are not allowed in the servants' rooms, so there is not much benefit. Mrs. Guan is extremely dissatisfied with Mrs. Liu, who was transferred from the outer courtyard and got better errands than her. , I was often embarrassed when Mrs. Liu asked her for firewood, and the two didn't like each other. Although the two never made a big noise, everyone in the yard knew that the two of them didn't get along."
Ren Yaoqi pondered for a moment, then nodded to Mammy Zhou and said, "I see, thank you mama for telling me this."
The time for her to 'wake up' was short, and although she secretly inquired about the people in the yard, it was impossible to inquire as clearly and meticulously as Mammy Zhou did.
Seeing that Ren Yaoqi had already stood up after speaking, Mammy Zhou couldn't help but ask, "Miss Fifth, seeing that the New Year is coming, have you come up with a plan? If you let the third lady make trouble, I'm afraid that our Ziweiyuan will suffer a lot." Zhou Ma always remembered those things that Ren Yaoqi analyzed last time, otherwise she would not let those people pester in Ziweiyuan.
Ren Yaoqi smiled at Mammy Zhou: "Don't worry, Mammy, maybe you will need your help soon."
Mammy Zhou hurriedly said, "What did the lady say, and if there is any place where you need a servant, just give the lady a command."
Ren Yaoqi came out of Li's main room, and when he passed by the West Cross Courtyard, he found the sound of sword dancing and the sound of rhythmic soft drinks.
Ren Yaoqi's body couldn't help but stand for a long time. She stood outside the door of Xikuoyuan for a long time, until the maid behind her sneezed coldly before she came back to her senses.
"I'll go see Daddy." She said softly, as if to herself.
As soon as he walked into the Xikuoyuan, Ren Yaoqi saw that in the snow in the courtyard, Ren Shimin held a three-foot long sword in his hand, dancing like a dragon. The pure white wide-sleeved robe swept along with his sword posture, and the blade occasionally reflected a dazzling snow light. It seems to be the case.
Seeing Ren Yaoqi walking in, Ren Shimin took a sword flower and closed the sword power, and said to Ren Yaoqi somewhat contentedly, "Yaoyao, has Dad's swordsmanship improved again?"
If it was before, Ren Yaoqi would definitely praise him along the way.
But Ren Yaoqi just looked at the sword in his hand blankly, and said softly: "It's very beautiful, but it's a pity it's all pretentious."
Ren Shimin disapproved: "What do children know? Even those guards who came to Beijing this time only praised my swordsmanship. They played against me a few times, and they all lost to me."
Ren Yaoqi looked at his father, closed his eyes, and said affirmatively: "Dad, my daughter is not lying to you. Your swordsmanship is just a show, and in front of someone who really knows martial arts, you are vulnerable."