The Imperial College did indeed have a canteen, and many students did eat there.
But most of them were students from poor families.
Those with money and power either go out to have casual sex or have their family members or restaurants deliver food to them.
So he wasn't eccentric at all.
Pei Yanzhi's refusal to accept food from her was actually a way of making his stance clear, drawing a line between them, and maintaining a respectful distance.
fine.
I like to treat each other with respect.
Jiang Shuwan was quite satisfied. She intended to secure her position as the mistress of the Marquis's mansion, but she didn't plan to put herself in that position.
She remembered that in her previous life, Pei Yanzhi seemed to have only one wife and one concubine.
Her legal wife was her younger sister, Jiang Yao, and her concubine was her scheming cousin. As for whether there were any other concubines or maids, she really hadn't paid attention.
Overall, Xiao Quanchen was a relatively clean person.
However, she was a germaphobe, and the respectful manner of the young minister suited her perfectly.
And it's just as well not to give it, saving the money, since the favorability has already been built up anyway.
The seventh strategy for workplace survival.
Don't hesitate to try and win over the boss when it's time, and then leave when you're done.
Remember, you are the most important person.
"Yes, Your Highness, I understand. I won't send any more." Jiang Shuwan lowered her head, appearing extremely docile, but inwardly she was overjoyed.
whee!
You're trying to fool me, and I'll pretend you're fooling me.
Hello, I'm happy, we're all happy, it's a win-win situation, isn't it!
After finishing her business, Pei Yanzhi got up to leave, but Jiang Shuwan quickly stopped her, "Your Highness, I have one more thing to say."
Why are you trying to run away so suddenly? I haven't even done the job for her yet.
She wasn't just sending food to curry favor; she needed the powerful minister to do her bidding.
"What is it?" the boy asked indifferently.
"My household is short of a gatekeeper, and I would like to ask Your Highness to help me find one."
"She's just a gatekeeper, you can transfer her directly."
"How can this be done? I have only just entered the household, how can I arbitrarily move the personnel in the manor? Besides," Jiang Shuwan lowered her head, looking extremely guilty.
"Moreover, I heard that the lady-in-waiting who serves Madam has been demoted to the estate, apparently because of me. I caused Madam so much trouble as soon as I entered the household, and now I'm arbitrarily transferring personnel in the mansion. I'm afraid that's not a good idea."
Pei Yanzhi frowned slightly. "The etiquette matron was demoted because she did something wrong."
"But the etiquette matron is part of the madam's dowry!" she said, looking very uneasy.
"As a lady who is part of the dowry, she should know the rules and how to behave. There are hundreds of people in the family. If there are no rules, won't everything be in chaos?"
Perhaps because he thought of the fact that the etiquette matron had been demoted, which was related to the betrothal gifts, and the betrothal gifts were related to the Wen family, Pei Yanzhi's face turned a little colder than usual.
The young man said coldly, "This matter has nothing to do with you, you don't need to worry about it. Here's what we'll do: which old woman do you fancy, I'll arrange it for you, that way no one can find fault with you."
That's all I'll say when I'm waiting for you!
Jiang Shuwan raised the corners of her mouth slightly and gave the name of the knowledgeable old woman she had previously bribed.
The old woman who knew the situation was surnamed Fang, and everyone called her Granny Fang.
While Jiang Shuwan and Pei Yanzhi were talking inside the house, Granny Fang was lying on the kang (a heated brick bed), sighing and peeking out the door.
On the day the young mistress returned to her parents' home, Granny Tao personally promised that she would be transferred to guard the gate in two days.
Seven days have passed, and there's still no news...
Would the young mistress really lie to her?
Granny Fang was very uneasy.
Suddenly, several footsteps were heard outside.
Could it be that the young mistress sent someone?
Granny Fang was startled and rushed outside, only to see her mortal enemies from next door, Granny Zhang and Granny Liu.
At that moment, two long, thin-skinned old women with pointed mouths and monkey-like faces were pushing aside the broken wooden fence in front of them with disgust.
"Grandma Fang, why does your house smell so bad?"
"Your house is so unkempt, it smells terrible."
"Old Fang, I'm not trying to be mean, but even though your son is just a chamber pot cleaner and you're just a lowly sweeper, poor and undignified, the house still needs to be tidied up. There's a stench, it's awful! Could it be the smell of the chamber pot?"
As they talked, they pinched their noses and fanned them with handkerchiefs.
They had the air of someone from the Fang family who was utterly filthy.
"What are you doing here? If you think my house smells bad, then don't come."
"My stench is my own business, what's it to you!"
Granny Fang angrily picked up a broom from the wall and chased them away.
Her family consists of four people; her husband is lame and has no job.
She was a floor sweeper, her son emptied chamber pots, and her daughter washed vegetables.
It could be said that the work done by the Fang family was either dirty or smelly, but she was a clean person.
Her house not only didn't smell bad, but it was also kept very clean.
Granny Zhang and Granny Liu were only saying this to belittle her. She used to argue with them, but now she's too lazy to even bother.
Granny Zhang and Granny Liu were chased by her until they squawked like chickens.
"You old hag, don't hit me! I'm here to help you. Aren't you poor?"
While dodging the broom, Granny Zhang said smugly, "My family has been so busy lately that we haven't had a chance to clean up the chamber pots. Since your son is the one who cleans up the chamber pots, he cleaned mine too. I won't let him work for nothing; I'll give him a penny every time he cleans it."
"What did you say!"
"You want my son to empty your chamber pot?"
Granny Fang's eyes turned red from her words.
"Who do you think you are, daring to ask my son to empty your chamber pot!"
"Yes, my son does the job of emptying chamber pots, but I know that he is working for the master's family and for the Marquis's mansion."
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