Picturesque Rivers and Mountains in the Red Chamber

Chapter 197 3.104 Which is your Ping'er
Volume Three

3.104 Which one is your equal?
That night, Li Wanyuan.

"Are you going to treat your second sister like this? It's in line with your habits." After some strenuous exercise, the little widow weakly allowed someone to speak, but her words were not affected. "Do you know, that girl was with me this afternoon? She has been crying here for most of an hour, and her eyes are swollen from crying. Fortunately, she is soft-tempered and timid, so she dare not tell anyone but me."

"With her temperament, she will inevitably end up being criticized no matter where she marries in the future. She might as well leave it to me in this life. At least I won't really bully her." Zhou Yang shamelessly flattered himself, "As for how I treat my own woman, It’s not like you don’t know, what else do you need to worry about if she follows me? By the way, do you have any chance to go out these days?”

"Now I entrust all the properties outside to you, and except for occasional outings, I'm basically stuck in this yard." Li Wan's tone was full of resentment, "If you still have the heart, why don't you send me another post , as Senior Brother Chu’s family member, the mansion also knows his relationship with the Li family, didn’t you say that you can be the master of the houses on that street? You can just arrange a courtyard.”

"That's all." Zhou Yang nodded, "When the time comes, you can just say that it is for Lan'er to improve her studies in the future. After all, Brother Xiuyuan (Chu Fang's cousin) is also a famous scholar now. It is easy to tutor a child. Anyway, they are both good at it. It’s just master and apprentice, just bring Lan’er over with you when the time comes, but I’m curious about another thing, how did you convince your old lady to let me stay for one night?”

"As long as I can convince my ancestors and my wife that letting you stay for a while or any other method is good for Baoyu, it doesn't really matter what I do." Li Wan said lightly, "In this house, except for this person who was born with a jade in his head, Brother Lian, everyone else is just dispensable. Even if it was such a big event that Brother Lian took office in Yancheng a few days ago, there was not even a splash in the mansion.

If we insist on having any influence, at most it is that Feng Yatou's temper has become much worse these days. The total number of slave women who have been beaten has exceeded ten people. In the past, she would not be like this; and then there is the big room. Brother Jia Cong received a lot of beatings, because it was Brother Lian who usually got beaten at the elder's place. "

Zhou Yang:.
"Let's not talk about it anymore. You can arrange the post as soon as possible after the investiture ceremony. You need me to bring the second sister, right? No problem!" Li Wan twisted his body and found a more comfortable position in Ai Lang's arms. "Also, how long have you, a cruel man, been without a woman? If it weren't for Suyun and this girl Qingwen, I would have been worried that I would be tortured to death by you!"

"No way, isn't this my expression of love for you?" Zhou Yang licked his face and said loving words, but Li Wan pushed him away in disgust, "Have you forgotten that I am a martial artist? Isn't it natural to be physically strong?"

"Young Master——" Qingwen snuck into Li Wan's arms resentfully, "You can also be a slave."

"No, you can't!" Zhou Yang patted his girl's head lovingly, "Okay, I should go back. I will definitely have to go out from the east courtyard tomorrow. Fortunately, I sent the slave girl from your house. We kicked them all out, and the yard is now empty, so no one will notice the problem."

What, one girl is missing? Miss Suyun, who is "very addicted to vegetables", has already fallen into a drowsy sleep at this time, even if she is tossed again, it may not be able to wake her up.

After explaining the matter, Zhou Yang randomly packed up his clothes and climbed into the back garden through the back window. He glanced around first to confirm that there was no problem before striding straight to the back window of the VIP hotel. I don’t know if he was vigilant or not. The sex was too low. Just when he was about to climb over the window, a familiar female voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Who is there? Why are you still up so late? Which courtyard are you a servant of? Don't you know the curfew rules in the mansion?" A girl dressed as a maid strode over, but did not light a lantern. The two of them were getting closer and closer, and the female voice was obviously angry, "Turn around and let me see what it is-ah!"

"My good man, you sent this yourself!" Before she could exclaim, Zhou Yang covered his mouth and said with a bad smile, "As the saying goes, the moon is dark and the wind is high, tonight is what I am talking about. This kind of thing, there is still a beautiful woman in my arms, if I don’t do something bad, wouldn’t I be sorry for the good life that God has given me!”

After saying that, he hugged the beautiful lady and quickly climbed over the window and returned to the room. Then he lit the candle and found that the girl in his arms was dressed in a crimson maid outfit of the Jia family. She was as pretty as a flower but had an undisguised expression. His anger may be due to his breathing being too intense, making it difficult for his chest to calm down. Who else could he be if he wasn't Ping'er?

"Master Zhou, you are now living in the Jia Mansion, and this is how you treat the female family members in the manor? Do you still feel a trace of shame?" Even in this situation, Ping'er still chose to lower his voice, but his tone was unprecedentedly harsh, "Your Majesty, you are so insulting to a slave girl. Aren't you afraid that this matter will be spread out and damage your reputation?" "Rather than this, I would like to ask you what's going on?" By the bright candlelight that was just lit, Zhou asked Yang had already seen clearly that there was an obviously red and swollen slap mark on Ping'er's face, which made him extremely angry, "Who did this without knowing death?"

"We are slaves, and it is not normal for us to be beaten and scolded. What should we be surprised about?" Ping'er paused, looked away guiltily, and spoke in a much lower tone, "Master Zhou, please don't do it anymore." .”

"Although you are a girl in this house, there are not many people who are qualified to slap you, and even fewer can make you talk like this after being slapped. I just heard today that your grandma has a hot temper these days. Is it her?" Zhou Yang said with a serious face.

"Master Zhou seems to be in charge of too much!" Ping'er glared at him bitterly and said in a stern tone, "Is it possible that you have to take care of the affairs in the inner courtyard of this mansion? Then -"

Zhou Yang lowered his head suddenly and tasted the unfamiliar taste repeatedly and carefully. After dozens of breaths, he was willing to raise his head. Looking at the crimson cheeks in front of him, his expression softened a lot.

"Tell me, what's going on?" He asked the girl as softly as possible, "I really can't control the affairs of the mansion, but you are in such a situation, why don't you tell me? One more audience will make me feel more comfortable !”

"That's all, if you want to listen, just listen." Ping'er breathed a sigh of relief. He allowed someone to rub him over and over again, but rarely refused or scolded him. "The harvest in this house has dropped sharply in the past two years." , but there is no way to deal with it. On the contrary, the arrogance is getting bigger and bigger. Our grandma is in charge of the house, so her temper will naturally not get better.

Now it is approaching June, it is the time for the Zhuangzi below to return the rented houses, but each house is worse than the next. One said it was a drought, and the other said locusts were crossing the border. The Zhuangzi in the east reported that there were too many escaped slaves, and the Zhuangzi in the west dared He said that there was no harvest, and he even dared to ask for relief from the government. All the harvests were added up, and the amount was less than 3 taels. What was enough for him? "

"If I remember correctly, when Uncle Jing in Dongfu was still serving as the governor of Jingying, the rent in this mansion for two seasons alone was no less than 10 taels per year, not counting the stores in your mansion. , business, etc., the situation in this year has actually been reduced by half? Less than 3 taels a season?" Zhou Yang was really surprised, and he still remembered that the original Dongfang Mansion even dropped to less than [-] taels, which was simply an insult. IQ.

"After you left during the day, our grandma reported the situation to my ancestors and my wife. I didn't want them to let grandma solve it on her own, but she repeatedly emphasized that the house has always been kind to the servants and takes good care of the elderly. We can't do it because of some invisible things. It ruined the reputation of the house." Ping'er said angrily, "This is nonsense, they really don't know who tampered with the money?
When our grandma came back, she called Shan Daliang, who was in charge of the rent, Wu Xindeng, who was in charge of the bank, and Lai Da, the general manager, to the courtyard to discuss a countermeasure. Unexpectedly, these three old guys were pushing one to two, six, five, and even the slightest bit. I had no idea, but I still had the nerve to ask our grandma for money. She said that the house had been spending a lot of money recently and asked her to give her the right cards quickly!
Our grandma scolded them angrily, but she couldn't get any money out of scolding. Grandma could only settle the accounts herself first and see if there was any place that could be cut. When I brought the tea, it was hotter and scalded. As soon as she was angry, she slapped him in the face, but after the slap, she said soft words. "

"Uh-huh!" Zhou Yang understood. This was because the Jia family lost the support of the court and the Jia family itself degenerated. The servants below were dishonest and began to reach out to the property on a large scale. "Your family is very good. Ah, the slave lives a more comfortable life than the master, and there is a protective cover that no one can afford to mess with, congratulations!"

"It's not easy for our grandma!" Ping'er said faintly. "She finally finished the calculation and found that not only could she not make any reductions, but she even had several items that needed to be paid as soon as possible. With no other choice, she was going to use her dowry as a cushion. I couldn't help but was so angry that I came to this garden to relax and relieve my boredom."

"Huh?" Zhou Yang's heart moved, "I remember that your garden only has one door on the east wall, right? It's quite a long distance from your yard! My dear, it turns out you can also climb through windows. !”

"Which one -" Ping'er's cheeks turned red immediately, and she hit him angrily, "You are talking nonsense, which one is your Ping'er?"

"Then, how about I ask you to come over?" Zhou Yang said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)