Chapter 20 The Dog Lord’s Rules are Great

"Shopkeeper Niu, I have a drawn blueprint here. I wonder if you can make it?" Yun Wansheng said as he spread the blueprint on the table.

The last time she came here was for this matter, but she didn't expect to meet that unfeeling marquis, so she had to choose another day.

Shopkeeper Niu stepped forward and examined it carefully for a moment. "It will take some time to make these small parts. I wonder what kind of ironwork you need?"

"Black iron."

"Black iron is very expensive. You can also use wrought iron, which is slightly cheaper."

"How much difference is there between the two?"

"This process is time-consuming and material-intensive, and the molds need to be recast, so you'll need 100 taels of wrought iron and over 1,000 taels of black iron."

Yun Wansheng pursed her lips when she heard this. She didn't have that much silver, let alone a thousand taels, she didn't even have a hundred taels.

The man only gave the original owner ten taels of silver as pocket money every month. The original owner, who used to have thousands or hundreds of taels, had bought jewelry to show off, so he didn't have much spare money.

The drawing she had was of a pistol. In this dangerous border area, she must have a weapon to protect herself.

The reason why she could draw this kind of drawings was because she was an engineer when she was in the army, specializing in designing firearms and the like. Unfortunately, she had a car accident during a business trip, which injured her right hand and forced her to retire from the army, so she had to go home and take over the business.

"Shopkeeper Niu, I'll come back another day."

In order to make a pistol with good performance in all aspects, the iron quality requirements are very high.

The ancient times were different from the modern times. All she could do was try her best to use the best iron of that era and try to make it right in one go.

Since she didn't have that much money, she would go back and sell the original owner's jewelry, then she would have some silver!

On the way, she used the same method to restore her original appearance, and then returned home with the idea of ​​selling the jewelry.

But as soon as he entered the yard, he saw several guards waiting in the yard. That dog marquis was here again.

She entered the room in a bad mood and saw Mu Xingci drinking tea. When he saw her come in, he just glanced at her.

"Where did you go?"

"shop."

"Where are the things I bought?"

"I didn't find anything I wanted to buy." Yun Wansheng walked to the table guiltily and poured herself a cup of tea.

Mu Xingci put the teacup on the table and looked at this mistress who didn't know the rules. How could someone of her status drink tea in front of the head of the family?

No matter how rude she was before, she still knew the etiquette when she was at my house and would not dare to go beyond the rules. She would only sit down when I asked her to.

But these days, she often forgets many etiquettes. For example, when eating, she sits down before she is allowed to sit down.

There was also a lack of the respect between them when they spoke, as if they were on equal terms.

The reason why I didn't remind this woman was that I felt that I had neglected her during this period of time, so I didn't care about her rudeness.

However, his magnanimity did not let the mistress realize that there was anything wrong, and she continued to do as she pleased.

This tendency must not be allowed to grow. If it becomes a habit, she will become even more arrogant and do things that are against ethics in the future.

"Yun Wansheng, do you still remember who you are now?" He looked indifferently at the woman who stopped drinking water because of his question.

Yun Wansheng clenched the teacup tightly in her fingers, her eyes slightly cold as she looked at the man who reminded her: "My Lord, are you blaming me for being unruly?"

It was easy to imagine. Although she ignored the red tape here, she still knew that those concubines of low status should never be too casual in front of a man, especially when this man was a noble marquis.

Since the man hadn't mentioned her in the past few days, she pretended to be stupid and ignored the inferior rules, thinking that the marquis was an upright general who didn't care much about some etiquette.

Unexpectedly, today this man suddenly reminded me that even the most upright and bold man could not escape the pedantic thinking in the ancient times. I used to have some good feelings towards him, but now? Everything is back to zero!

Mu Xingci met the woman's cold gaze. Somehow, he felt a little panicked, but then his eyes were filled with annoyance.

She was the one who had no manners in the first place, so why is she reacting like this? It turns out that I have spoiled her too much in the past few days, making her think that she can become arrogant again.

"What's that look in your eyes? Did I say something wrong about you?"

Yun Wansheng chuckled, stepped back a few steps, and knelt before him. "Don't blame me, Lord Marquis. I forgot the rules for a moment. I won't do it again."

Just bear with it. Once the gun is built, she will leave here immediately and go to her fucking mistress.

Mu Xingci looked at the woman who understood the rules in an instant. He should have been happy that she admitted her mistake, but the coldness around the woman made him unable to ignore it even if he wanted to. It was as if he was the one who did something wrong?

"Get up! Be more careful next time." He said in a slightly annoyed tone and said no more.

"Yes!" Yun Wansheng responded seemingly obediently.

"Why don't you bring the maid assigned to you?" Mu Xingci said in an unhappy tone.

"My Lord, my status as a concubine is not much higher than hers. Using her will only make me feel uneasy. Besides, I can do everything and don't need anyone to take care of me."

Isn't it about status? Well, then, it gives her a reason not to have a maid, so that she can do things more conveniently.

"Yun Wansheng, are you blaming me?" Mu Xingci's heart stabbed when she stabbed him.

"I dare not. I have become arrogant because of my favor. I will remember the Marquis's teachings in the future."

Mu Xingci was not used to her being serious and talking to him about the rules.

It is indeed her job to behave in a proper manner, but why does she feel that she has lost her previous relaxation? When she becomes so serious, she feels embarrassed to say sweet words to him.

But he was the one who proposed the rules. Wouldn't it be a slap in the face for him to take them back now? How could he, with his status, show affection to a mistress?

"You are so ungrateful. You don't even cherish the rich life I give you. It seems you are born to be poor!" Mu Xingci cursed in frustration.

Upon hearing this, Yun Wansheng raised her drooping eyes and clenched her fists: "I am the daughter of a poor family. Didn't the Marquis know that a long time ago?" Her voice was cold and trembling slightly when you listened carefully.

This is what men are like. Once they put on their pants, they will not recognize you. Even if you sleep with him, it will not affect him from stepping on you and ravaging you the next moment.

Mu Xingci listened to the woman's extremely cold reply, and annoyance flashed in his eyes. Did he just say too much? But who told her to reject his kindness and even use her status to block him?

After thinking about it, I realized that it was because I indulged her too much that she dared to throw a tantrum at me.

"Just remember it. Get ready today and follow me to the prefect's mansion tomorrow." Mu Xingci softened his tone and explained his purpose.