Madam Jia sat in front of the mirror, with three maids behind her helping her with her hair and makeup, while Granny Guo wet a handkerchief to wash her face.
Has that person from the side courtyard arrived?
Granny Guo lowered her head slightly: "Not yet."
Madam Jia looked up, took the handkerchief, and said, "She's a proud person. I have to go and invite her, even though she's just a little girl from a humble family."
"Bring him here."
Granny Guo picked up a wooden comb and began to comb Madam Jia's hair: "That lady didn't stay in the master's room last night?"
Madam Jia frowned: "What?"
"How dare she! Has she forgotten her place? Doesn't she know why the Jia family brought her into their home?"
Madam Jia flung her sleeves and shouted, "Bring the person to me!"
Just as Granny Guo was about to leave, a servant rushed in anxiously: "Madam, Master has woken up!"
Madam Jia sat up excitedly: "Master is awake?"
After receiving a positive response, Madam Jia beamed with joy and immediately forgot about the person in the side courtyard: "Have you called the physician yet? Go and wake the eldest young master, hurry up!"
Master Jia, who had been in a coma for several days, woke up the day after his concubine was brought into the house, and everyone thought it was because of the wedding to bring good luck.
The mansion suddenly became lively.
Before, everyone spoke very softly.
Song Jiao's courtyard immediately became lively.
These servants thought they had no future after being assigned to such a remote courtyard, but they never expected their master to be so ambitious.
Look~
Now the concubines from the other rooms have all sent gifts.
Even the lady of the house gave a reward.
Baozhu looked at all the jewelry in the room with great admiration: "Aunt Song, you've sent so many wonderful things."
"The servants are all on their toes today; your good fortune is yet to come."
Song Jiao thought that what awaited her today was the First Madam's punishment, but she didn't expect that the old geezer would wake up. She fed a melon seed to the black phoenix standing on the bird perch.
He looked listless.
"Aren't you happy?" Baozhu blinked.
"What use are these things? You can't take them with you when you're born, and when you die, they'll all still belong to the Jia family."
Song Jiao's words made Baozhu less happy.
Standing beside her, she helped peel melon seeds for Xuanfeng.
Just as they had peeled a small handful, a servant announced that Granny Guo had arrived.
"Aunt Song, the master and madam want you to come over."
Others thought that Concubine Song was lucky; the master woke up as soon as she was brought in, and with her stunning looks, she would definitely be favored in the future.
Song Jiao heard a familiar voice on her way there.
The man had his back to her, and judging from his figure, he seemed to be the master of the Black Phoenix.
Just then, Ji Huaizhi turned around, and she finally saw the man's face clearly.
"Aunt Song, over here." Granny Guo called out when she noticed that she hadn't followed.
Song Jiao withdrew her gaze and stepped forward.
Ji Huaizhi chatted with Xishun while dredging aquatic plants from the fishpond.
"You said you want to work for the master? Aren't you timid and afraid of getting into trouble?" Xi Shun asked, kowtowing in confusion.
"I've received many rewards from my master, so I want to save up for my wife's dowry," Ji Huaizhi said honestly. "I've already thought of a place for her: Aunt Song's courtyard."
"There aren't many servants over there. If you go there soon, you might be able to get a supervisory position."
Xi Shun nodded: "Then it's up to you."
“But working in the yard is indeed not tiring, and you can even take a nap.” Xi Shun had actually thought about it, but he always felt that the yards of these masters were not good places to go.
"Hey! You two over there, help me carry some things." The young master called out to the two men as they were talking; he had just come out of his father's room.
He pretended to be a filial son and took the opportunity to ask for some things from the storeroom.
"It's you two, come here."
When Jia Chenghua saw Ji Huaizhi, he raised an eyebrow: "So strong? You look like you can fight."
Ji Huaizhi remained silent.
Jia Chenghua frowned.
With a slightly impatient expression, Shi Xishun said, "Young Master, he's not very good at talking, he's just a manual laborer, please don't take it to heart."
Jia Chenghua raised an eyebrow: "Is he mute?"
Xi Shun didn't refute it; he saw the pear blossoms behind the young master.
Fearing that Ji Huaizhi might act impulsively and offend the young master, if Lihua said anything else, Ji Huaizhi would really be in trouble.
"The servants in our household are getting worse with each new batch," Jia Chenghua said disdainfully.
"You, follow my servants to move things into my courtyard," Jia Chenghua said, shaking his fan.
Pear Blossom behind him couldn't help but look up at Ji Huaizhi, then lowered her head guiltily.
At this moment, she lowered her head, trying to minimize her presence. She kept telling herself that she had not wronged Ji Huaizhi and that she was forced into it.
The young master has taken a liking to her; how can a servant like her disobey her master?
“Pear Blossom, let’s go. When we get back, sing me a folk song from your hometown again.” Jia Chenghua put his arm around Pear Blossom’s shoulder.
The young master's embrace was filled with the scent of perfume. He looked up at her broad back, but it seemed he hadn't glanced at her once.
This was Ji Huaizhi's first time visiting the Jia family's warehouse, which contained many rooms.
They were all locked.
Ji Huaizhi glanced casually at Xi Shun as he lowered his head and carried the things.
As soon as I entered the young master's courtyard, I heard Pear Blossom singing a tune in a high-pitched voice.
Young Master Jia was half-reclining on a chaise lounge, with a woman sitting in front of him feeding him fruit.
After putting down their things, Xi Shun and Ji Huaizhi were about to leave when they were suddenly stopped:
"Wait a minute."
The two stood still, and Lihua's opera singing suddenly took a turn.
Pear Blossom was suddenly startled: "Young Master, please forgive me, I didn't mean to."
Jia Chenghua waved her away, but felt his mood had been disturbed: "If you help me with the work, I won't skimp on your reward."
He gestured to the servant that he would be rewarded, then turned and called another maid to play the zither.
Lihua knelt to one side, and Jia Chenghua did not tell her to get up.
In Master Jia's room.
The air around Song Jiao's nose was filled with a strong smell of Chinese medicine, as well as a rotten smell.
The smell made her feel nauseous.
Madam Jia took the cup brought by the servant, and the man naturally took it to rinse his mouth, spitting it into the basin held by another maid.
He then handed the teacup to Madam Jia.
After handing the handkerchief to a servant, Madam Jia took the handkerchief and dabbed the water from the man's lips.
"Lift your head up so I can see you." A hoarse voice rang out, his gaze fixed on Song Jiao's face.
Upon seeing the woman's face below, his cloudy eyes brightened slightly: "Not bad."
When Madam Jia saw this, she handed the handkerchief to the servant and said, "Aunt Song is a lucky girl. You woke up as soon as you were brought in. She just doesn't know the rules very well and needs to be taught."
"He's young and doesn't know any better, you can teach him slowly." Master Jia was rather thin.
The face is long and narrow with wrinkles, the cheekbones are high and prominent, and the eye sockets are deep. The complexion is somewhat grayish, possibly due to poor health.
"It needs to be taught slowly," the two men commented to the people below.
It was as if this exquisite woman was merely an object.
"I hadn't even had her tea when she was brought in. Logically speaking, she can't be called a concubine yet; at most, she's a maidservant." Madam Jia chuckled, "Why don't we wait until she's learned her manners properly before making her a concubine?"
"It's alright, it's too much of a burden for her to be a concubine." Master Jia gestured for her to rise: "This tea can be served anytime."
He looked at Song Jiao and said, "Sit down next to me."
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