Chapter 100: Don't care about his life or death
Not long after Jiang Yueyao returned to Wanhe Tower, someone came from the Taifu Mansion.
The other party returned the account book she had sent over this morning and said, "The master said there are several obvious errors in the account book, so he asked Miss Jiang to go there in person."
When Jiang Yueyao heard this, she immediately took the account book and carefully read it from beginning to end. She remembered every account clearly, and the daily income and expenditure were also written down clearly. What could be wrong?
Then, he raised his eyes and looked at the person who delivered the account book.
"Did Lord Lu tell me what went wrong?"
"I don't know."
Jiang Yueyao asked him to wait for a moment, and she took out an abacus and carefully calculated the accounts for this month from beginning to end. There was still no mistake.
She couldn't help but think of a possibility, so she asked the servant, "Did your master just return home?"
"yes."
"In other words, he found fault with me without even looking at the account book?" Jiang Yueyao got annoyed all of a sudden.
When the servant saw that she was about to get angry, he realized that he had said the wrong thing and quickly shut up.
Jiang Yueyao sneered: "Oh! The dignified Grand Tutor is so petty and narrow-minded. It really makes people look at him with admiration."
She threw the account book in her hand to the man and said, "Tell him that the account book is correct. I'm busy and don't have time to look at his ugly face."
"Girl, this..."
Seeing that this trick didn't work, the servant immediately remembered Qingshu's instructions. He sighed heavily, his face full of worry, "Alas, it's not that the master is deliberately making things difficult for you, young lady. He had a stomachache again today. When he came back, his face was pale and his forehead was covered in cold sweat. It was obvious that he was in great pain..."
Jiang Yueyao paused what she was doing.
But he said, "Just because he's not feeling well, does that mean he deserves to torture me?"
"I haven't had a good meal these past few days." The servant hesitated, "If you have time, young lady..."
"I'm busy!" Jiang Yueyao looked at him. "If you feel unwell, go find Qing Yi. I'm not a doctor, why are you looking for me?"
"Besides, I am of low status, so how can I go to the Taifu Mansion? Take this account book back. If he wants to see it, he can see it. If he doesn't want to see it, forget it. Anyway, I have done what I should do."
Seeing that he couldn't persuade her, the servant looked at the account book in his hand, feeling torn.
"This..." He thought for a moment and put the account book back in front of Jiang Yueyao. "If you don't care about it, I can't care about it either. I'll leave this book here with you for now."
After saying that, he ran away.
Jiang Yueyao: “…”
You are a monkey, running so fast.
She picked up the account book, put it back into the drawer and locked it. She didn't care whether she looked at it or not, she would not go to find him.
…
The servant who delivered the account book returned to the Taifu Mansion.
He found Qingshu and said, "The girl won't come no matter what."
"What did you say to me?"
"Of course I did, and I even put on a show. But who knew the girl was so heartless? She even said that if our master felt unwell, he should go to Qing Yi. Why would he go to her..."
"Keep your voice down," Qingshu wanted to cover his mouth. He glanced at the closed window beside him and lowered his voice, "The master is in the study. Are you looking for death by shouting so loudly?"
The servant was so frightened that he covered his mouth and quickly ran away.
Qingshu had a terrible headache. He turned around twice, thought for a while, and then made a pot of lotus heart tea. This tea can clear the mind and reduce internal heat. It is perfect for the master to drink today.
When he brought the tea in, he found that his master was leaning back in the chair, his fist against his abdomen, cold sweat on his forehead, and his stern face was now frighteningly pale.
"Master," Qingshu shouted, threw the tray in his hand, and ran over. "Master, what's wrong with you?"
Lu Sui didn't say anything, his eyes were closed, as if he was trying hard to endure the pain.
When Qingshu saw him pressing his fist against his abdomen, he knew that his stomachache was really coming on. He shouted outside, "Qingfeng, go quickly and call Qingyi."
The green wind rushed in like a gust of wind.
"What happened, Master?"
"I have a stomach ailment."
At this moment, Qingshu wanted to slap himself. The master was obviously fine, but because of his stinky mouth, he had to mention the master's stomach disease and said something else.
Now, my words have come true!
Qing Yi rushed over quickly and gave Lu Sui acupuncture quickly. After a cup of tea, the pain eased and Lu Sui's complexion looked much better.
It was already dark at this time, and Qingshu brought a bowl of medicinal porridge from the kitchen.
"You haven't eaten anything today. This medicinal porridge tastes light, so please eat some."
Lu Sui didn't move.
Qingshu was about to cry: "It's all my fault for my mouth..."
"You go out first." Lu Sui said in a low and hoarse voice, "Take the porridge away. I'm not hungry."
Seeing him like this, Qingshu had no choice but to carry the medicinal porridge and walk out.
He sent the things back to the kitchen. On the way back, he became more and more angry. He raised his hand and slapped himself on the mouth: "I'll teach you a lesson!"
Qing Xuan hurried in from outside and saw him slapping himself hard on the mouth. He couldn't help but be curious: "What did you eat secretly again?"
“…”
Qingshu couldn't even cry.
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It was originally planned that Shen Baoqing would go to Wanhe Tower to eat cold noodles the next day, but Mrs. Bai wanted to go to Xiangguo Temple to listen to the sutras, so she took Shen Baoqing with her.
She didn't want to go at first.
After all, how can listening to sutras be as delicious as cold noodles?
Besides, she is a good girl, why should she listen to the sutra? She might as well sleep at home.
But my grandmother said, "I just heard that the previous abbot has gone on a journey, and the new abbot of Xiangguo Temple is even more handsome than your third cousin. Don't you really want to go and see him?"
When Shen Baoqing heard this, his eyes lit up.
More handsome than my third cousin?!
The four young masters of the Grand Tutor's Mansion are all very handsome, but the most outstanding one is the third young master Bai Shaoting.
He has fair skin, a pair of peach blossom eyes, and looks extremely handsome. Most of the girls in the capital have a crush on him, but he has no interest in love and is only interested in investigating and solving cases. His aunt is so worried that she can't eat or sleep, but she can't do anything about it.
Shen Baoqing was immediately moved.
He sent someone to Wanhe Tower to tell Jiang Yueyao, and then set off with the old lady.
Jiang Yueyao was quite surprised to hear that she would not come today.
"What did you say she was doing?"
"The young lady has gone to Xiangguo Temple with the old lady. She needs to stay there for three days before returning to the city."
Jiang Yueyao nodded: "I heard that the vegetarian food at Xiangguo Temple is delicious."
"Miss Jiang, you don't know that my daughter didn't come here for the vegetarian meal, but because she heard that the new host is good-looking..."
"How beautiful is it?" Jiang Yueyao was very curious.
"I don't know about this little one."
After the other party left, it was still early. It was cloudy and windy outside.
Jiang Yueyao moved a stool and sat under the Albizia Julibrissin tree at the entrance of Wanhe Tower. The end of June was the season when Albizia Julibrissin flowers were in full bloom. The branches were dotted with pink flowers. When the wind blew, the flowers fell. One of them landed on Jiang Yueyao's bun. She sat there, wearing a light red long dress, extremely beautiful.
A carriage passed by.
Qingxuan, who was driving, looked straight ahead, while Qingshu, who was sitting next to him, stretched his neck to look over here.
At first sight, I thought the girl was really beautiful.
Taking another look, I couldn't help but feel a little resentful in my heart - she lived such a leisurely and comfortable life, it seemed that the girl really didn't care about her master's life or death.
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