Wangfu little dumb wife

Chapter 594 Don’t Drive Your Slaves Out of the Mansion (2 More)
Wen Wan caught a glimpse of Nanny Qin's reaction from the corner of her eyes, she blushed quickly, and said angrily, "There's a servant here, why?"

Song Wei let go of her, with a slight smile on his lips, "Since the two of us are here, it's better to let Nanny Qin go back to rest."

Nanny Qin was about to say something when Wen Wan preempted her.

"No, Mr., if she leaves, if Qi Bao wakes up from hunger, who will feed her? It's not like you don't know, I already..."

Although her voice was low in the latter half of the sentence, Nanny Qin listened to every word.

Wen Wan was saying that she prescribed a prescription shortly after she gave birth and went back to breastfeeding, so she couldn't breastfeed her baby.

That voice, delicate and soft, didn't sound serious.

Nanny Qin always felt that the head of the house, Mrs. Wen, behaved properly. She never thought that such shameless words could be said in front of a man. She suddenly understood the reason why there was no aunt in the back house of the Song Mansion.

Thinking about it, Wen's is a trickster in that respect, if he hooked up the master's soul, how could other women catch his eye?

On the surface, he is serious, but in fact, he is sloppy.

The more she looked, the more Mrs. Qin felt that Wen was an eyesore.

Wen Wan didn't seem to notice that someone was staring at her from time to time, she stood up, "Would you like some tea, sir, I'll make it for you."

After walking two steps, seeing a cup of undrinked tea on the table, he asked, "Who made this tea?"

Qin NaiNiang said: "Return to Madam, the servants made it for the master earlier, the master said he doesn't drink tea at night, so he didn't take a sip."

"Really?" Wen Wan turned her head and looked at Song Wei, "Don't your husband drink tea?"

Song Wei nodded: "Just pour a glass of warm water."

Zisha teapots are filled with tea water, so you have to re-boil the white water.

There is no stove in the west wing room, Wen Wan looked at Nanny Qin with embarrassment, "Can I trouble you to go to the tea room to boil a pot of water for me?"

Qin NaiNiang said: "Ma'am, you are serious, slaves are servants, you can order them around."

"Well, let's go."

Nanny Qin went to the waiter in response.

Wen Wan knew that her daughter was afraid of light, seeing Song Wei sitting still, she reminded in a low voice: "Go and see outside, let Qi Bao sleep well."

Song Wei nodded, took the books and went to the outside heating kang.

Wen Wan turned off the lights and followed her out.

Sitting down on the other side of the kang table, she was bored, so she took Song Wei's book and flipped through it, which immediately gave her an eye-opening feeling.

She has always only known that Taichang Temple is the head of the Jiuqing and is in charge of the royal ancestral temple sacrificial etiquette, but she never thought about how complicated the content contained in these words is.

Just one item of sacrifice includes offering sacrifices to Taimiao, Temple of Heaven, Suburban Temple, Earth God and Valley God, which is the so-called Sheji.

The Taichang Temple is responsible for the livestock, coins, wine, utensils, and advocacy of rituals and music used in different rituals.

In addition, the annual Zhengdan Grand Court Meeting, the canonization of the prince and concubine are also managed by this side.

Some of the treasures obtained from this crusade against Mount Hua are hidden in Taichang Temple.

In addition to treasures, the emperor's costumes for each sacrifice are also collected in Taichang Temple.

There are many departments in Taichang Temple, and there are so many regulations that make people dizzy.

No wonder Song Wei hasn't finished reading these books for so long. For a newcomer who just entered Taichang Temple, it is not easy to memorize all these things in a short period of time.

A lamp was on on the kang table, casting a gentle shadow on the ground.

Song Wei seemed to guess her mood at this time from the dangling black shadow, and looked at it with a smile, "What's the matter?"

Wen Wan pointed to the book in her hand, "Isn't this too difficult? Does your husband want to memorize all of them?"

"The higher the official position, the greater the responsibility." Song Wei said: "It's impossible for everyone in the lower class to know something. As a leader, I don't know anything about it."

That is to say, but these things are too much and too complicated.

Wen Wan thought that her own account books were enough to cause headaches, but now she finally realizes how difficult it is for Xianggong to be an official.

Thinking of this, she sighed silently, "Master, why don't I cook a bowl of ginseng soup for you, okay?"

"It's cold outside, so don't bother." These things are left to be done by the servants during the day, Song Wei really can't bear her to be tired.

"But I feel like I can't help you with anything." This was the first time Wen Wan felt so useless.

Song Wei smiled lowly, "These are my responsibilities as the Shaoqing of Taichang Temple, how can you help?"

"Then I'll give you a shoulder squeeze."

As Wen Wan said, she got up and walked over to him. Just as she was about to rub his shoulders, she was hugged by Song Wei and sat on her lap, "The restlessness at night is trying to distract me?"

Just at this moment, Nanny Qin, who came back from boiling the water, walked to the door, just in time to see this scene, and just in time to hear what Song Wei said, she spat in her heart, Wen's really is a shameless coquette.

Probably annoyed by Wen Wan's "shameless" behavior, Nanny Qin let go of her hand on purpose, and the white porcelain pot filled with boiling hot water fell to the ground, making a loud "pop" sound, and the boiling water splashed everywhere. Part of it wet the embroidered shoes on her feet.

Nanny Qin exclaimed in pain at the right time.

"What happened outside?" Song Wei looked towards the door.

Wen Wan got up from him, "Sister-in-law just read your book, I'll go out and have a look."

After she finished speaking, she walked slowly to the door, and saw Nanny Qin squatting down to pick up the pieces, sobbing from time to time.

Wen Wan asked her, "What's wrong?"

Grandma Qin's eye circles were already red, and when she heard Wen Wan's question, she knelt on the ground, "I blame the servant for being clumsy and accidentally breaking the kettle."

"Is anyone burned?"

Nanny Qin just sobbed and didn't answer.

Wen Wan said: "I have burn ointment in my room, you go in and rest for a while, and I'll get it for you."

Seeing that Wen Wan returned to the main room, Grandma Qin walked into the west chamber, and without waiting for Song Wei to ask questions, she knelt down in front of him with a plop, "It's all due to the carelessness of the servants, I hope the master is magnanimous, and advises the madam not to drive the slaves away out of the house."

(End of this chapter)