The little princess tames the prince

Chapter 340 Talking (3)
"We're from Anping Prince's Mansion as a report of military achievements." Seeing him like this, Yu Daohao felt a little contemptuous in his heart.Pretending to be respectful and presenting the notebook, Wu Yunsi squinted his eyes and saw that it was a military exploit notebook, which was what he was most jealous of.He has the most meritorious military service, seeing piles of people submitting reports every day, if Wu Yunsi doesn't stop some, he feels sorry for himself.

As soon as she felt sorry for herself, Wu Yunsi shook her head and started: "Accept...or...don't accept it," Wen Zhen had just been entrusted by Yu Daohao, and stared at him with wide eyes.

Yu Daohao took off his shoes, and hit Wu Yunsi, asking as he hit, "Should I hit? To hit or not?" The old cloth shoe with a layered sole hit Wu Yunsi on the head, causing him to yell: "Ah, ah, ah..."

At this time in the yard, the two old donkeys also yelled loudly, "Ang, aang", Wen Zhen had already slipped into the yard, and was beating the two old donkeys, shouting at the same time: "Let you bark, let me scream!" Call again!"

The soldier guarding the courtyard looked at him and smiled: "Sir, the more you beat him, the more he screams." Wu Yunsi in the room knew that he had met the nemesis, so he didn't stutter in a hurry, and hurriedly said: "I will pick you up." His feet were still bare, and he was holding the shoes in his hand. After watching Wu Yunsi put away the booklets and typed a receipt before putting them in the pile of presentation, he calmly put on the shoes, cupped his hands and said, "Offended." He walked out with his head held high.

The old donkey was still being beaten in the yard, and Yu Daohao came to persuade him: "Forget it, let's point him to do things. If he is beaten to death, what should we do? If he doesn't do things, we can come and beat him again."

Wu Yunsi touched the bag on her head in the room, and cursed: "This old boy is cruel enough!"

Zhao She was waiting in the study, and when Yu Daohao came back, everyone laughed.Yu Daohao smiled and took off the shoes on his feet and shook them: "This guy has a strong head. I hit him before, and it seems that my shoes don't fit well."

Sister Zhen was laughing non-stop in the room, and suddenly thought of her cousin's flirtatiousness, wondering if the gentlemen had any ideas.It may not be that there is no idea, I'm afraid they won't say it.

On the fifth day after Master Yuan Ji left the customs, he held a sermon in the famous Wangfo Temple in Beijing to celebrate the entry of Buddhist scriptures into Beijing.

This night, in the middle of the capital, there is no night for golden trees and silver flowers.There are places dedicated to setting off fireworks in the four corners of the city. The bright and towering fireworks are blooming in the sky layer by layer. Among the night tourists, Zhenjieer and her party are also walking.

Anping Prince's Mansion occupied a quiet room in Wangfo Temple early on, for Mrs. Zhao and Zhenjie to rest.Zhao Amnesty does not believe in Buddhism, he is not at the mansion in the afternoon, and he promised to come to pick up Miss Zhen in the evening.

Without Zhao She's staring at the real sister, I feel quite free.When I got to the next place, I could still talk to Mrs. Zhao honestly. It was Mrs. Zhao who asked her to go to the hall to rejoice: "Burn a few more sticks of incense. I am getting old, so I have to stay here for a while to listen to Master Yuanji's Dharma."

Sister Zhen still said: "My aunt is not old," and came out.After playing casually in the hall for a while, I heard someone tell me that the grandma of the Yun family came to pay homage to Mrs. Zhao, and that Sister Zhen came back to see her again.The sisters asked Sister Zhen to go to watch the fireworks at the gate of the temple. Sister Zhen found an excuse to push them away and sent them all away. She sat down in her own room next door and heard footsteps outside. He replied, "Someone from the Xiping Hou's Mansion brought something to the girl."

"Please come in," Sister Zhen hurriedly said, and the person who came in was the third young lady whom I saw in the Buddhist hall just now, Xiliu, the close maid, came in: "Greetings, Miss."

Sister Zhen winked at Hong Jian, and Hong Jian and Green Guan went out to guard the door knowingly.Sister Zhen asked Xiliu to come closer, and asked her carefully: "When and how did Young Madam go?"

"First, I had a quarrel with the second young lady." Xiliu came in with a pale face, and she burst into tears when she heard Zhenjieer's question, and said, "Miss knows, the second young lady is a girl from the Zhang family of Yushi in Beijing. , Third Young Madam has never been her opponent. It doesn’t matter if she is not an opponent, I often advise Third Young Madam to stop fighting, and Third Young Madam sometimes listens and sometimes does not.”

Sister Zhen opened her eyes wide, filled with doubts: "Why this time? Don't be afraid, just tell me, I won't tell." Xiliu cried twice in the room, and then covered herself with the handkerchief. He paused for a while, and then said again: "The second young lady went over the wife's head and went directly to the old lady to complain, saying that the third young lady said that the things in the family farm were unevenly distributed, and that the second young lady was not the head of the house. A lot more."

"Just for something?" Sister Zhen stroked her forehead and murmured: "I also persuaded her, as long as there is food and usefulness." In the environment of Xipinghou Mansion, as long as there is food and usefulness.Three sons, three sisters-in-law, and a lot of relatives, how can I do it without putting up with it?

Seeing that Sister Zhen was really sad, Xiliu sighed and persuaded Sister Zhen: "Young lady, don't be sad, it's a relief that Mrs. Third Young Master is gone. No, Master Yuan Ji taught Buddha Dharma and saved countless dead souls tonight. I'll rush Come here and burn the name of the Third Young Madam in front of the Buddha, so that the Buddha will know that there is her, and don't forget her when you save her."

Xiliu only spoke up to this point, and didn't want to elaborate further.Zhenjie understood Xiliu's meaning, and knew that Mrs. San Shao's departure must be unusual, Xiliu was afraid to scare herself and refused to say.

Sister Zhen, who had endured for a while, did not hold back, but asked, "How did the third young lady get there?" The gray sky outside in winter made the quiet room even darker.In this darkness, Zhenjie's two pupils are black and bright, as if they are shining.

Seeing the question, Xiliu had no choice but to answer: "The old lady called the third young lady to slap her twice. After the third young lady came back, she cried alone in the room. No one likes our third master at home now. Third master After knowing it, he just sighed and stomped out. When the third master came back in the evening, when he went in to have a look, he said that the third young lady had left."

Sister Zhen stroked her chest with her hand, and said in surprise, "You went by yourself?" Xiliu's chest rose and fell, as if there was a big secret hidden here.There was no one else in the room, Xiliu was still looking from left to right, her gaze carefully and slowly surveyed the corners of the room, and while taking advantage of this survey, she asked herself several times in her heart, should she say it or not?

Finally, Xiliu decided to speak out!This matter was stuffy in her heart, and she couldn't bear it alone.

(End of this chapter)