Several people were startled by Shen Qingwu's gaze and shook their heads in unison, "We dare not deceive the young lady."
Shen Qingwu nodded in satisfaction and waved his hand, "Everyone get busy."
She wanted to gather a few trustworthy people in the mansion. Although these people were in the outer courtyard, they seemed quite smart.
The General's Mansion has only been in Beijing for five years, and the servants in the mansion are all newly hired, so we need to check them out before we can feel at ease.
The older woman and a middle-aged man did not leave and continued to serve Shen Qingwu.
Shen Qingwu turned around and looked at them.
"Miss, I can't read." The two explained awkwardly, "Wait until they finish writing theirs, then we'll go over."
Shen Qingwu nodded in understanding, "What's your name?"
"Wu Cuicui." "Wu Dabao."
The two of them said one after another.
Shen Qingwu hummed and turned to look at the three confused people lying on the ground.
The three people were completely stunned. They couldn't believe that the silly young lady who used to be able to trample on anyone actually beat them up today.
"Something terrible has happened. We need to tell Madam about this as soon as possible." Nanny Li muttered incoherently and tried to get up.
As soon as Shen Qingwu frowned, Wu Cuicui and Wu Dabao rushed forward quickly.
The two of them held Li Ma's shoulders, one on the left and one on the right, then looked at Shen Qingwu waiting for orders.
Shen Qingwu thought it was a little cute how eager these two people were to show their loyalty.
He smiled lightly and ordered, "Hold on, I'll get your indentures."
…
It was almost noon. Shen Qingwu went to the main courtyard, but Zhao Qiuyi was not there.
The maids serving in the main courtyard were quite perceptive. "Miss, Madam went to Wanxiang Hall to prepare lunch for the old lady and the master."
Shen Qingwu turned around and left, and when he reached the door, he bumped into Shen Qinglei, who was returning to the yard in a panic, holding his butt.
Seeing her, Shen Qinglei's skin tensed up, and he clung to the wall like a gecko, looking at Shen Qingwu nervously, "You, what are you doing here?"
Aren't you going to chase him and beat him?
He walked back by himself with great difficulty.
Shen Qingwu raised his eyebrows. "Grandma has come all the way from her hometown, so of course I have to eat this first meal with her. Are we going together?"
Shen Qinglei's breathing tightened, his eyes moved around in panic, and he subconsciously wanted to refuse, "I, I..."
But when Shen Qingwu glared at her, she couldn't come up with any excuse. She pouted and wanted to cry again.
"Although you are most likely not my father's son, your surname is Shen after all. For the sake of the Shen family's reputation, I will not tell anyone about you."
Shen Qingwu smiled and patted him on the back twice, "Don't worry."
Shen Qinglei's body tensed even more.
"Let's go." Shen Qingwu urged.
Shen Qinglei moved slowly along the wall.
Shen Qingwu suddenly raised his hand, grabbed his collar and dragged him away.
Shen Qinglei rolled and crawled, unable to resist.
Evening Fragrance Hall.
Shen Qingwu let go, and Shen Qinglei followed obediently behind, not daring to breathe.
Zhao Qiuyi prepared lunch herself and was busy as hell. She no longer had the arrogant air she had in the mansion before. Instead, she looked like a daughter-in-law who was oppressed and tortured by her mother-in-law for years.
Shen Qingwu stood in the courtyard and glanced at the kitchen, then turned back to look at Shen Qinglei, "Your mother is working very hard. Have you ever seen her like this?"
Shen Qinglei looked at the people in the kitchen and had the illusion that he had seen a ghost.
He shook his head like a rattle and whispered, "Seeing my mother personally directing and cooking is more frightening than if you suddenly stopped being stupid."
Although they had been in Beijing for a short time, Zhao Qiuyi never associated with those from higher positions and avoided them whenever possible.
The people he interacted with on a daily basis were mostly families whose positions were not as high as Chen Lan's, so he was always flattered and lived a very comfortable life.
Shen Qingwu knew all this, so he leaned close to Shen Qinglei and whispered, "It's obvious that he's feeling guilty. He's being so humble in order to keep you in the Shen family."
Shen Qinglei opened his mouth in surprise. Is this really true?
Shen Qingwu nodded seriously and said enviously, "Poor parents in the world, I really envy you."
Shen Qinglei, "..."
Shen Qingwu stopped looking at Zhao Qiuyi and walked towards the main house.
The old lady and Shen Hao and his wife were having a good time in the room.
Zhao Qiuyi put a lot of thought into the old lady's courtyard.
Many of the imperial gifts in Shen Lan's warehouse were used up, and anyone who came would say that she was filial and there was nothing wrong with her.
"This thing looks very impressive, it should be able to sell for a lot of money." Three people gathered around a coral ornament, and Shen Hao couldn't help but raise his hand to touch it twice.
"Be careful. If it's broken, it will be worthless. People in Kyoto are picky." Shen Yan patted her husband's hand.
The old lady glared at Shen Yan in dissatisfaction. "It won't break if you touch it twice. It's in my yard and will be mine from now on. It seems that the second son has accumulated a lot of wealth in the past few years. After the family division, he has learned to hide his private property."
Shen Qinglei looked at the three men with shifty looks and a face full of disdain.
Standing behind Shen Qingwu, he said disdainfully, "What a country bumpkin you are, so ignorant."
Shen Qingwu glanced at him indifferently, and Shen Qinglei quickly stood at attention.
Shen Qingwu walked in and said with a smile, "Grandmother, uncle, these are all rewards from His Majesty, and they are also earned by the lives of my father and brother."
"Uncle, you can't exchange the rewards His Majesty gave you for money, otherwise you will be beheaded." Shen Qinglei made a gesture of wiping his neck.
Shen Hao quickly took two steps away from the ornament, smiled awkwardly, and couldn't help but look at Shen Qinglei.
The old lady snorted coldly and looked at the furnishings in the room again without the excitement she had just felt.
I snorted in my heart: If you can’t exchange it for money, just put it there for face, what a flashy and useless thing!
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