Pei Che's study was burned last night.
But this did not affect his usual getting up at 3:15 a.m., practicing calligraphy for an hour, eating breakfast, and then reading for another hour.
It was just because my right hand was burned by the fire, so I only used my left hand to pick up the pen or book.
But this does not affect me, as I have already practiced and can use both hands when I was seven years old.
The only impact is that I have to find a new place for the Huanghuali wood chair in the study.
"Sir, I have finished the inventory. I will burn two bookshelves. They are all the classics that you often read. They are rare, so it will take a while to replenish them."
The servant invited 놛 to the study and handed her the list of books that were damaged or burned in the study with a look of regret.
Pei Che looked at the traces of smoke and fire in the study. Other places were fine, but where he usually sat, only half of the desk was left, and the chairs were all reduced to ashes.
Did you light the fire there on purpose? Burnt so thoroughly!
He couldn't help but frowned, and at this moment, a timid voice sounded behind him.
"I will pay for it."
Pei Che turned around and looked outside the study door——
The culprit was standing outside the door, with a bag containing a cat in front of him and a large bag behind him.
In addition to guilt and timidity on the childish face, there were two pieces of dry grass hanging on the forehead.
"Where did you come from?" Pei Che asked.
Not accusing, just curious.
The courtyard was locked after dark and there were few visitors during the day. It was unbelievable that Huo and she appeared last night.
But she was indifferent by nature, had never dealt with such a young child, and her voice was a little cold when she spoke.
Jiang Shiyuan rubbed his hands together and said, "In the dog hole in the backyard... crawl in."
Pei Che was stunned for a moment, surprised but not surprised. After all, he acted so foolishly in class, and it seemed that he was as restless as Pei Ziye.
Pei Che was thinking when Jiang Shiyuan suddenly walked up to her quickly, took the bag from behind him, and put it at her feet with a clang.
"Master Pei, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have held a grudge against you for confiscating my cat. These are all my savings. I will compensate you, Master."
Pei Che lowered his eyes, and saw in the bundle on the ground, there were golden treasures, small silver bills, and pearl hairpins and bracelets for girls.
If it was an ordinary family's study, Jiang Shiyuan's bundle of things would definitely be enough.
But this is Pei Jia Shilang's study, which contains precious books and uses top-grade utensils. Jiang Shiyuan's baggage is just a drop in the bucket.
Jiang Shiyuan seemed to realize this, pushed the bag forward, looked up at him pitifully.
"Use this little money to buy a table and chair for the master first."
"For the rest, I will work like a slave for you to pay off my debts, okay?"
Pei Che looked at Jiang Shiyuan, who was as tall as his waist and looked like a small bean sprout, and couldn't help laughing.
"What are you doing?"
There are many children of this age in the tribe. They are so spoiled that they can't even take care of their own food and clothing. What can they do for them?
"Don't underestimate me, I can do everything!"
As if stimulated by 놛놅's laughter, Xiao Douya puffed out his chest and said confidently:
"I can clean the table, sweep the floor, grind and make tea."
Jiang Shiyuan vowed to do so, but Pei Che disagreed.
"unnecessary."
And drove people away.
"Someone, take her away and seal the dog hole."
I have no shortage of servants, and I don't want to be disturbed.
Pei Che asked someone to take Jiang Shiyuan away with his baggage, but he didn't take it seriously until the gatehouse was locked at night and the servant came to report.
The little girl who had just lost her parents in the general's mansion had been squatting at the door and hadn't left.
It was late autumn and the dew was heavy. Pei Che had no choice but to come to the door wrapped in thick clothes.
As soon as I stepped through the door, the little shadow squatting on the steps immediately ran over.
"Master, let me apologize to you, or I will keep pestering you!"
Pei Che ignored her and just looked at the bag on her back, which jingled and clanged, and seemed to have grown a circle bigger.
But he underestimated the will of an eight-year-old child to atone for his sins. Seeing that he couldn't please him, Jiang Shiyuan began to confront him in various ways.
She brought her cat to class to do math, and she also searched everywhere for sachets and embroidered handkerchiefs used by the girls in the academy, secretly slipping them into her books when she wasn't paying attention, or openly stuffing them into her sleeves.
And charge a fee.
Secretly put it in the book, one or two at a time.
Tuck it into your sleeves openly, five taels each time.
It is euphemistically called the "Magpie Bridge Fee", and any less would be disrespectful.
She accidentally burned down the study room and took it as an excuse.
Pei Che didn't know for a moment whether she was really feeling guilty or was just such a naughty person.
When she brought her cat to disrupt the class again, and she spoke a sentence, her cat spoke a sentence, and she spoke again, I couldn't bear it anymore, so I confiscated her cat again and took her back to my own villa.
Jiang Shiyuan got her bag from somewhere, it was bulging and twice as big as the first time.
She opened it and spread it in front of me, looking up at me, and said apologetically:
"Master, I don't know when my father and mother will come back, so I won't touch anything in the general's mansion. But I'll give you everything I have."
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