this voice... this voice...
Before Gu Xihe could turn his head, he felt a pain in his buttocks, was kicked hard, and fell to his stomach in the grass.
He covered his butt with a crying voice, and shouted: "Second brother, I was wrong..."
Gu Xiran looked at him condescendingly, with a half-smile on his face: "Just apologizing is not sincere."
"Then... the box of agarwood you asked for last time, I will give you another box?"
"not enough"
"Add a good Chengni inkstone?"
"I'm sick. I don't need to study, I don't need to be tested for merit, and I can't even hold a pen. Why do I need an inkstone?"
I can't hold the pen, it hurts to kick someone
Gu Xihe slandered, but discussing Gu Xiran's love affair with Shu Huan in private is indeed a bit inappropriate. He has a guilty conscience, and he has to please the other party, so he still smiled shyly: "Last night I caught a white Ya Qing, very powerful, victorious in every battle, how about giving it to you?"
Gu Xiran pursed her lips and said, "You think I'm as old as you?"
Gu Xihe had a bitter face: "Then what do you want?"
"Let me think about it." Gu Xiran seriously pondered with a thick skin.
Ask Du Qiu to be a martial artist. Since Gu Da is at home, Gu Xihe has not found a chance to report to the old matriarch, so he has to pay the monthly wages by himself...
Thinking of this, he smiled slightly: "How about this? I promise to give Du Qiu five taels of silver a month, and you will pay from now on."
"Five taels of silver" Chen Xiang was begged, Gu Xihe didn't feel bad, Bai Yaqing was caught, so he didn't feel bad, and he shouldn't feel bad about the money, but if he paid it every month without a deadline, he would It hurts a little. Five taels of silver can buy a lot of interesting things
Gu Xiran glanced at him: "Reluctant?"
"nonsense"
"Go back and ask the old matriarch to ask for it. He said that he found a martial artist near the other courtyard."
Gu Xihe opened his eyes wide: "Second brother, it's really too much for you to take advantage of the old matriarch..."
Gu Xiran looked at him with a smile: "What is too much?"
“Too old-fashioned”
"Stupid" Gu Xiran stretched out his hand and knocked on it: "You don't listen to me even if I tell you to study more, and you don't even know how to flatter me."
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Speaking of martial arts, a person in charge came to report that Doctor Ji and Master Du had got off the car outside the door, and brought an old lady with them, asking if they had arranged the accommodation according to last night's instructions.
Gu Xiran nodded in agreement, and then ordered the steward to send two maids to serve, and then greeted them out together with Gu Xihe. On the way, they met Ran Mo leading someone in. Ji Danqing was still wearing a sky-blue bamboo cloth robe , clean and gentle, but Du Qiu has changed into a neat black dress, which makes his ordinary appearance clear and sassy. Only when he turns his eyes to the old woman who is supporting him, will he show a three-pointed look. A gentleness that didn't match his temperament.
Seeing them coming up to meet them, Ji Danqing cupped his hands first, showing a gentle smile: "I was embarrassed to come over and chatter, but this old lady is still ill, Brother Du is worried, I must come here with you, I have no choice but to Don't be offended by the cheekiness of coming here to steal two days of leisure."
Gu Xiran smiled and said: "Doctor Ji is talking nonsense, I need you to help me recuperate my sick body, if you don't come, even if I ask someone to tie you up, I will tie you up."
Over there, Mother Du was quietly asking Du Qiu about Gu Xiran's identity, and when she knew that he was Du Qiu's boss, she hurriedly stepped forward to salute and thank her, her gratitude was beyond words, and she added: "If it wasn't for the young master who invited this doctor Ji to replace the old man." Look at the sickness, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to get well again."
After exchanging a few pleasantries, the manager just happened to bring two maids over. Gu Xiran saw Du's mother showing a tired look on her face, and thought it was a hard journey, so she stopped talking and asked the maids to take them back to the room to rest first.
Liu Guang hurriedly threw him away.
Half a month passed in a blink of an eye. Since no one was watching, Shu Huan wandered around in the other courtyard when she was free, familiarizing herself with all the paths, but after seeing all the scenery in the courtyard, she finally got bored of it. Seeing that Gu Xiran was busy learning martial arts with Du Qiu every day, she seemed to be in high spirits. She would get up and go out before dawn every day. She suddenly felt that learning martial arts for self-defense was a good idea. Fleeing for his life, he thought of going to learn together.
Fortunately, she had kept an eye out beforehand, and didn't directly say that she wanted to learn. Instead, she observed secretly for two days, and found that Du Qiu's kung fu is so powerful that she could break a wooden stake as thick as a bowl with one leg. , one palm can also split a small piece of rock, but it is very different from the perfection she imagined in martial arts novels. Even if she is flying over a wall, she still needs to rely on tools. Stretching out a finger, the acupoints were tapped to make people unable to move.
Martial arts novels, after all, are mostly fabricated things. After deifying the power of kung fu, Shu Huan knows that Du Qiu is already very powerful. One can imagine it, but seeing Gu Xiran practicing those basic kung fu every day, practicing to the point of death, and Gu Xihe's face turning black when he mentioned martial arts, she flinched without willpower. An 800-meter run can make her vomit blood. If she is asked to get up early every day and run three times around the small lake outside the courtyard, and then chop piles, squat horses, climb mountains and carry water, she will feel that her life is dark.
Since she couldn't practice martial arts, she had no way to entertain herself in the long summer, so she had no choice but to go back to her old business and carve things by touching the aloes, whether it was bracelets, waist pendants, hairpins or playthings. First, it can pass the time, and second, after staying in the Gu family for a long time, I know that human relations are essential, but she doesn't have any valuable jewelry, and there are only ten taels of monthly money that need to be saved every month. If you come with countless dowries, you can only rely on your own efforts to carve out some exquisite and pleasing things, such as slender hibiscus flower hairpins, pendants with long-lasting longevity patterns, etc., ready to give away.
But if it’s just like this, it’s still not enough to be humane. Agarwood is a precious spice. Carved things are used to give to elders. They are novel and not shabby, but if they are used to reward servants, even if she has a room full of agarwood, it’s not enough to reward her. of. Of course, she doesn't have to reward her, no one dares to say anything in person, but there are a lot of sarcastic remarks behind her back, from discussions about her background to her appearance, and then from her appearance to her character. What a treat. She couldn't hear it, but Meimei heard it many times, and she suffered a lot for it. Twice, she even quarreled with others, and finally came back crying.
Shu Huan has a casual nature, and is very used to living a life of pleasure. If in the past, people were free to say what others said, she would still eat her food, drink her food and sleep with her food, and live a life that belongs to her. It's impossible for her to please those who slander and slander her, but after traveling, she has seen the complexity of the house, and now she knows the truth that the king of Hades is easy to provoke and little ghosts are difficult to deal with. The two words of accumulating, destroying and destroying bones are enough to make her hot.
Therefore, even if she doesn't need to try to please those servants deliberately, she still needs to follow the example of Big Tits and Aunt Yun, tip two money appropriately, and use limited economic losses in exchange for infinite peace and tranquility.
But, here comes the question, where to find these essential expenses
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