Zhuo Zijing ignored them. Although she was very angry, she returned to the hall after washing her hands.
The servants also followed him out because they needed to go to the hall to serve.
But the cynicism did not stop. The servants followed Zhuo Zijing and pointed,
"Look at this vixen, the clothes he is wearing must have been given to him by the young master. He is so embarrassed to show off."
"Yes, you walk with a twist, and you don't know who else you want to seduce!"
At this time, Nalan Churou happened to go home, and beside her was Luo Jiali who had been following her.
Seeing them coming back, all the servants immediately shut their mouths and remained silent, for fear that what they just said would be overheard and their jobs would be in danger. But unfortunately, sometimes what you fear comes true.
The servants' words had already reached the ears of Nalan Churou and Luo Jiali.
Originally, Nalan Churou didn't intend to do anything. In her opinion, it would be a loss of her identity to care about her servants, but Luo Jiali didn't think so.
"Chu Rou!" Luo Jiali called out to Nalan Chu Rou.
"What's the matter, Belle?" Nalan Churou suddenly stopped walking towards Zhuo Zijing and turned around to ask.
"Aren't you going to help Zhuo Zijing?" Luo Jiali gestured with her eyes to the chattering servants behind Zhuo Zijing.
Nalan Churou asked with some confusion, "It's just a few servants, is it necessary to be so fussy?"
As the eldest lady of the Nalan family, she was used to being bossy, so she felt that Luo Jiali was making a fuss out of a molehill.
Luo Jiali shook her head helplessly and explained, "Chu Rou, you are wrong. Why do we want Zhuo Zijing to come to Nalan's house? If she has no status in Nalan's house, how can she help us?"
Nalan Churou suddenly realized that Luo Jiali wanted her to establish her authority for Zhuo Zijing in front of her servants, so that she could pave the way for Zhuo Zijing's subsequent actions.
Nalan Churou is not stupid, and she understands when she thinks of this. So she took three steps and two steps at a time, and soon arrived in front of Zhuo Zijing.
The few servants who were pointing and pointing behind Zhuo Zijing also turned their backs and tried to escape.
"Where are you going? Come back here!"
Nalan Churou gave the order, and the servants who turned to leave were stunned on the spot.
"Stand back!" Nalan Churou's voice carried an unquestionable command, which made the servants who liked to gossip tremble.
"What were you talking about just now? I didn't hear you clearly. Please tell me now!"
Zhuo Zijing looked at Nalan Churou who stood up for her and felt a sense of gratitude. But she wasn't stupid either. She quickly understood the reason, and then her trace of gratitude was diluted.
"No... I didn't say anything." The leading servant replied tremblingly.
"You didn't say anything?" Nalan Churou slowly walked up to her and lifted her chin up with one hand.
"Is it because I'm deaf and heard wrongly?" If looks could kill, this servant would have been cut to pieces by Nalan Churou's sharp eyes.
As soon as these words came out, the servant's feet went weak and he almost knelt on the ground.
"Miss Nalan, we are the ones talking too much, we should be beaten!" As she said this, she actually slapped herself twice in the mouth.
She thought that this would calm Nalan Churou's anger and save her job. Who knew that Nalan Churou didn't take this trick at all and just looked at her coldly.
"Who else was disrespectful to Miss Zhuo just now? You don't need me to ask them one by one!" Nalan Churou glanced at the servants in front of her and asked again.
"It's our fault. Miss, please spare your life. We realize our mistake..."
Several servants knelt down, and some even burst into tears, not to mention how genuine their expressions were.
Nalan Churou said condescendingly, "Slap your mouth!"
The sounds of one after another gradually sounded, and these servants did not want to lose their jobs just like this, because all the servants who were fired from the Nalan family could hardly find jobs elsewhere.
Because most of the labor markets in nearby cities have shares owned by the Nalan family, those servants who were fired for not doing well in the past had to go far away to find a job again.
These servants knew their situation very well, so they worked extra hard. Nalan Churou said slapping, and they started slapping her without saying a word.
"I will tell you only once, Miss Zhuo Zijing will be the eldest mistress of the Nalan family from now on. If anyone dares to offend her, he will offend my Nalan family, and the consequences will not be as simple as slaps! Listen! do you understand?"
"I understand!" the servants shouted in unison.
Luo Jiali watched from the side and did not interrupt. At most, she would make some suggestions regarding Nalan's family matters. As for taking action, Luo Jiali was not that concerned about it yet.
Nalan Churou turned around and looked at Zhuo Zijing, and then at Luo Jiali. Luo Jiali winked at her, signaling Nalan Churou to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys.
The two leading servants thought they could escape this way, but Nalan Churou did not let them go so easily.
"You two stand up."
When they heard Nalan Churou ask themselves to stand up, the two of them were very happy, thinking that they had performed well and gained the lady's forgiveness.
"From today on, you two will be kicked out of the Nalan family. The housekeeper will pay your wages immediately, so you don't have to come back tomorrow!"
It was like a basin of ice water was poured from head to toe. It turned out that Nalan Churou made them get up not to forgive them, but to expel them directly.
"Miss, please do it. We won't dare to do it next time! Please, miss!"
The two servants who had already stood up suddenly knelt down in front of Nalan Churou, pulling on her trouser legs and begging bitterly.
Nalan Churou kicked her side and quickly broke free, "Let the others go do their work, you can leave!"
She ignored the two servants crying bitterly, but turned around and walked to Zhuo Zijing, smiling and saying,
"Zijing, if anyone dares to bully you again in the future, just tell me directly. Our Nalan family will not ignore you."
Zhuo Zijing knew very well that this trick not only taught people a lesson, but also showed it to her. Nalan Churou was also reminding her not to forget her identity.
"Thank you, Sister Churou, for helping me. I don't know how to thank you." Although she knew Nalan Churou's thoughts, Zhuo Zijing was still very humble on the surface and expressed her gratitude enthusiastically.
Luo Jiali and Nalan Churou looked at each other and smiled. They also knew that Zhuo Zijing was not stupid. They could understand with a simple click.
The three of them looked very harmonious, but Zhuo Zijing hid her displeasure. After all, she had to rely on the two people in front of her to help her fulfill her wish.