"No, no!" Jing'er and Chen'er said in unison, "We are fine!" Their tone was a little anxious.

Master Pang looked at the two men in confusion for a while, and seeing that they were indeed squatting there in the proper manner as he had said, he nodded with satisfaction.

At three quarters past five in the morning, Jing'er came out of Xiumu Courtyard and went to Manager Bai.

"Butler Bai, Butler Bai, what are you most afraid of?"

His eyes sparkled and he looked very cute. Manager Bai couldn't help but smile: "Sixth Young Master, what can I do for you?"

"No, no!" Jinger waved his hands with a smile, "I am most afraid of moths. So I want to ask what is Mr. Bai most afraid of?"

The childish talk made Manager Bai laugh.

He was discussing something with the chief stewards of the Office and the Office of Repayment - every July, the chief managers of the Xu Mansion had to return to the mansion to settle accounts. In addition to urging the stewards of the Office to settle the accounts for half a year in a timely manner, Chief Steward Bai also had to arrange the food, lodging and travel of these chief managers with the stewards of the Office of Repayment.

Despite this, Manager Bai thought for a moment and said, "When I was a kid, I was most afraid of spiders. I was afraid of being entangled in their webs and being unable to get out like a moth!"

Jing'er was overjoyed. He thanked Mr. Bai with a smile and ran towards the inner courtyard.

Manager Bai smiled as he watched his cheerful background disappear on the corridor, then turned around and went back into the house.

* * * * * *

Just as Jing'er entered the Chuihua Gate, Chen'er jumped out from behind a pomegranate tree nearby.

"Did you find out?" He looked anxious. "What is Manager Bai afraid of?"

"Afraid of spiders!" Jing'er said proudly.

Chen Ge'er breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. There are a lot of spiders in the back garden."

Jinger whispered to him, "I will be tracing in the afternoon, remember to take Huang Xiaomao and the others with you to catch spiders."

"Don't worry!" Chen Ge'er straightened up. "I'll bring my cloisonné enamel box and fill it with things. I don't believe he won't be afraid!"

The next day, Master Pang walked among the children who were squatting in horse stance as usual.

No matter whether it was the oldest Huang Xiaomao or the youngest Seventh Young Master, they all had serious expressions and steady postures, and they all acted in an orderly manner.

He couldn't help but nodded secretly.

He took the teacup handed to him by the servant and was about to sit down happily.

The servant beside him suddenly exclaimed.

Master Pang turned around as fast as lightning.

On the black lacquered armchair, there were more than a dozen spiders the size of fingernails crawling around.

Why are there suddenly so many spiders?

Master Pang frowned, waved his sleeves, and swept all the spiders to the ground. He sat down steadily, picked up the tea lid, gently brushed the tea leaves floating on it, and took a sip.

It has emerald green color, rich aroma, and is sweet and refreshing.

It is worthy of being the tribute West Lake Longjing.

In fact, although the Marquis looked dignified and stern, he was a very generous person and treated him with great respect. Otherwise, why would he, a commoner with no official title, who taught the young master martial arts in the mansion to make a living, get a bag of tea as a reward from the palace?

He taught the Sixth Young Master well, which was considered as repaying the kindness of Mr. Shao and the Marquis.

Thinking of this, Master Pang's eyes narrowed slightly.

But in the eyes of someone who is careful, it becomes an expression of great enjoyment.

The corners of Jing'er's eyes met with those of Chen'er's. Jing'er nodded at Chen'er.

In the evening, Master Pang and the security guard who was good at internal martial arts whom he had just met returned to Xiumuyuan after getting a little drunk.

The moon was bright and the breeze was gentle. He fell down and lay on the bed.

Something fleshy was squirming on his leg.

He was startled and sat up quickly, and saw several mice crawling out of the quilt.

"What's going on?" Master Pang shouted to the servant.

The servant was walking in with a wooden bucket full of water. He saw a mouse running towards him. He screamed and the bucket of water spilled all over the floor.

The two men hunted rats for most of the night, and fortunately, apart from the few rats that escaped, they did not find any rat's nest.

The house was newly built and still a little wild. There were sweets in the house. The mice might have smelled the food and came to steal it.

Master Pang heaved a sigh of relief, washed up hastily and went to bed. The next day, he woke up before dawn, washed his face with cold water, and regained his original spirit.

When I returned to the house, I found cockroaches all over the house.

June is the time when insects come out.

Master Pang asked the servant to ask Manager Bai for some realgar to sprinkle in front of and behind the house.

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"What should we do?" The two brothers sat on the bluestone steps, holding their chins in their hands. Brother Chen looked at Brother Jin eagerly, "Master Pang is not afraid of anything!"

Jing Ge'er hadn't thought of that either. He said with a bitter face: "Let me think about it!"

Brother Chen didn't dare to say anything, staring at the camphor tree beside him in boredom.

Eleventh Lady's soft voice came to my ears: "Why don't you two take a nap in the house? What are you doing here?"

"Mom!" Jin Ge'er's heart tightened, and as if to hide something, he threw himself into Shiyi Niang's arms exaggeratedly, "It's hot in the room, we can't sleep!"

Chen Geer was startled when he heard this, and immediately ran over to hug Shiyi Niang's arm: "Fourth Aunt, the weather is so hot!"

Eleventh Lady smiled and held the two children in her arms. She told Amber behind her, "Ask the servant to bring another piece of ice to Jing'er's room!" Then she took Jing'er and Chen'er's hands and led them into the room. "Hurry up and take a nap, or you won't have the energy to trace the red in the afternoon!"

The two of them nodded like pecking at rice.

Denghua came over hurriedly: "Madam, the Marquis of Weibei passed away suddenly. The Marquis asked me to come and inform Madam. Ask Madam to change clothes and go over to see him quickly. The Marquis has already passed away."

Eleventh Lady was very surprised: "When did it happen? How did he get there?"

The two families lived next door to each other. When Weibei Hou passed away, they had to set up the mourning tent and change the white curtains. There should be some noise. Not only did they receive the news of the death without any noise, but during the Dragon Boat Festival, Weibei Hou also invited Xu Lingyi to drink with him. Xu Lingyi came back and said, "Old ginger is still spicy"...

"The Huichu Office didn't receive any news of the death." Denghua was extremely smart and spoke eloquently, "It was the servant of the Weibei Marquis' son who brought the news. From the tone of his voice, it sounded like the Weibei Marquis and the son were having lunch together when the Weibei Marquis suddenly collapsed on the table. When the imperial physician arrived, he had already died."

In other words, just died.

Logically, when someone in the family dies, one should choose an auspicious day to announce the death. However, since their family and the Lin family are close neighbors and relatives, it is reasonable for the Lin family to announce the death to them in advance.

Eleventh Lady pondered over it, and asked Hongwen and Ajin to take care of Jing'er and Shen'er. She went into the house, changed into a light blue jacket with cloud patterns, took off her pearl hairpins, reported to the lady dowager, and took Amber to the Weibei Marquis' Mansion.

The Lin family had just started setting up the mourning tent and hanging white banners.

Grandma Lin's personal mother was waiting for her in front of the hanging flower gate. As soon as her carriage stopped, the mother came forward and helped Shiyi Niang out of the carriage, whispering, "Our grandma asked Madam to stay in the small flower hall for a while!"

Shiyi Niang was surprised to see that the mother had not changed her clothes yet. When they arrived at the small flower hall, just as the maid served the tea, Mrs. Lin came in like a gust of wind.

"Finally you're here. Just in time to help me hold back." She looked very unhappy, and without changing her clothes, she dragged Shiyi Niang to Madam Lin's room. "Daddy went there when he was having lunch with the prince. My brothers-in-law insisted that Daddy was pissed off by the prince." As she spoke, her eyes turned red. "A few people are making a fuss in front!"

Eleventh Lady was shocked: "How could this happen?"

Grandma Lin said angrily: "It would be great if we can pull the prince down, but if we can't, we will be thrown dirty water all over us!"

This was the Lin family's internal affairs, but Xu Lingyi asked the servant to bring a letter for her to come over, so he must have had a plan.

Eleventh Lady calmed down and went into Madam Lin's inner room with Grandma Lin.

* * * * * *

At the beginning of the Hai month, Eleventh Lady and Xu Lingyi returned from Weibei Marquis' Mansion.

"I finally understand what it means to confuse right and wrong, make specious arguments, talk nonsense, and be rude and unreasonable!" Eleventh Lady was a lawyer in her previous life, but when she thought of Grandma Lin and her sisters-in-law just now, she couldn't help but sigh.

Xu Lingyi knew it too.

"There is a brother-in-law between us and Grandma Lin." He smiled bitterly, "Besides, Grandma Lin and the others are in the right. We have to help them anyway."

This is good for both Sister Zhen and the Xu family.

Eleventh Lady asked, "Can we still make it tomorrow?"

"It depends on the situation!" Xu Lingyi said, "We have already made our position clear." He added, "The Lin family still has the Madam! Madam Lin will never let the family get into chaos and be laughed at by others!"

Eleventh Lady nodded and went to see Jing'er.

Jing'er had rested long ago. Although Ah Jin was fanning him, he was still sweating profusely.

Eleventh Lady helped Jing'er wipe the sweat off his face, kissed her son's little face, and then went back to the house.

"Is Jin'er asleep?" Xu Lingyi came out of the bathroom, having changed into a Songjiang Sanshu cloth undershirt. "How is his study these days?"

"It's only been three or four months." Eleventh Lady laughed, "The Marquis is too impatient!"

Xu Lingyi also smiled and took the fan: "Go to sleep! It's hot, I'll fan you!"

"Your Majesty has been tired all day," Eleventh Lady smiled and took the fan from his hand, "Let me fan you!"

Xu Lingyi pressed her: "Why are you so long-winded!"

The cool breeze with ice cubes blew on Shiyi Niang's body, chilling her heart. Shiyi Niang turned over, held Xu Lingyi's hand, closed her eyes, and thought about whether she should ask Mr. Zhao about Jing'er's homework tomorrow, and soon fell asleep.

Unfortunately, plans cannot keep up with changes.

In the next few days, Shiyi Niang and Xu Lingyi were busy with the Lin family's affairs - three days later, the Lin family reported the death. But Mrs. Lin was unable to control her sons. The sons acted independently, and the house was in a mess. The maid who poured tea was asked to sweep the floor, and the one who knocked the cloud board was asked to welcome guests... Those who came to mourn saw that the situation was not right. Some of them burned incense in front of the coffin and went home, while some who were familiar with the Xu family turned around and settled in the Xu family. Xu Lingyi took Xu Sizhun to entertain guests in the outer courtyard, and Shiyi Niang settled the female relatives in the inner courtyard and listened to their gossip about the Lin family. During this time, people from the Shao family came to Beijing to visit Xu Lingyi for the funeral. Hui Jieer brought the shoes and socks that Zhen Jieer made for the lady, Shiyi Niang, etc. to greet Shiyi Niang. It was not until the seventh day after the death of the Marquis of Weibei that the couple calmed down.

Grandma Lin came to thank them personally with gifts: "Thanks to the help of the Marquis and you! I should thank you very much. But now my family has to observe mourning, so I can only say thank you after the mourning period is over."

"We are all relatives, so please don't be polite to me." The two of them talked for a while and went to greet the old lady. It was inconvenient for Grandma Lin to stay for long, so Shiyi Niang sent her to the Chuihua Gate.

Chang'an ran over breathlessly, not caring that Shiyi Niang was seeing the guests off, and shouted, "Madam, please go and have a look! Master Pang is going to beat the Sixth and Seventh Young Masters with a stick!"

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Everyone felt that the plot was a bit dragged out, so I temporarily changed the manuscript and rewrote it, so the update was late.

terribly sorry!

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PS: The updated content will be even later, so please get up tomorrow morning and read it!