Rebirth: Charming Qingluo

The little girl was stunned for a moment. Who would want to see the little girl next to the young lady? If there was anything she needed to say, she would have to ask the madame or the madame to say it. Once she had this thought, the little girl's brain would open up and she would be unable to deal with him.

"Call the lime? "Father?" The little girl, who came to Cixi Hall to call for help, was a bit helpless after being asked by Zheng Qingluo. He then carefully thought about what the manservant had said, "Yes, that's right, a message came from the front yard saying that Master has something to ask Big Sister Mo Li."

Madame Jiang Zhang was also confused, "Weren't we meeting up with your uncle? Why did we suddenly meet with Mo Li again? What are they talking about? Do they need Mo Li to go and talk back?"

"Qingluo, since your father wants to see Mo Li, let her see him. Your father must have some urgent business to attend to, otherwise, how could he be so reckless in sending the message. Your uncle is here, so nothing will happen."

Mo Li was also a bit nervous, but when she saw the young lady nod to him, he straightened his back and followed the little girl. She knew that as long as the young lady was around, she would be fine.

"Tell me in detail about your young miss' life in the Weir Prefecture. The more detailed the better." Master Zheng's tone was not strict, and even deliberately softened his voice.

Called to the study room in the front courtyard, Master Zheng kicked people out and even closed the door to the study room, which made Mo Li extremely nervous. When he heard Old Master Zheng say that he wanted to hear about Third Miss' life in Weir Prefecture, his eyes immediately turned red.

If you wanted to ask, why didn't you ask earlier? Now that everything is over, who are you going to do it for? Where were you when Miss was in the most difficult time? Where are you when she can't eat or get dressed? It was too late to think about it now.

"There's nothing to say. How does a lady of another family live? Is that how our lady lives?" Mo Li didn't want to explain too much to Master Zheng, it was useless to tell him anyway.

The Third Miss was soon to marry to the Seventh Prince, and her life was going to be good. The First Elder must want to sell her to the Third Miss at this time, so he did not want to give her this chance.

Otherwise, why would he not have asked earlier and later, and why would he only come and ask after Seventh Prince had passed the imperial edict to his palace? Thus, he absolutely could not tell him this.

If you don't ask us, we will come over as well. Why do you need to do anything unnecessary? We will not appreciate your kindness, and we will never give you this opportunity to please us.

Mo Li was really afraid that the Third Miss would be soft-hearted and be taken advantage of by the Master Zheng. After all, the Third Miss was her own father, and she probably didn't want to embarrass his father.

"Then how does the other young miss lead her life? You want to learn from me?" Seeing Mo Li facing him as if he was his enemy, both nervous, afraid and stubborn, Master Zheng felt really bad in his heart.

So it turned out that in the heart of a little girl, she was already a father that did not pass. In the eyes of others, she would probably be an even more unqualified father.

"Don't be afraid, I have no other intentions." Master Zheng used all of her patience. She treated Mo Li as her own people, and his tone became gentler.

"I just want to know a few things about Qingluo when she was in Weir Prefecture. For example, how did she manage to drive away the teacher who taught her how to read? "She is …"

"Humph," before Master Zheng could finish speaking, Mo Li could not help but snort. "So Master wants to convict Third Miss. That's nothing. Third Miss has already been convicted by Madam."

"Otherwise, Third Miss wouldn't have been imprisoned for nine years in the Weir Prefecture. However, I still want to clarify for our Young Miss's point of view, that in the house of a young lady who wants to learn and read, she doesn't even have a piece of paper or a brush. What kind of character is this?"

With the intention to add to his crimes, there was no need to explain himself. Mo Li shook his head and said, "Master, when you read, do you need to say or listen to anything?"

"Without pen and paper, how can I learn?" Master Zheng was stunned, was this a joke? She had never heard of anyone who could write and read without practicing characters.

"Master, you don't believe me? "Then you can ask the gentleman that was driven away by our young mistress, and see what they said. That's not right, asking is useless."

"Sir, the Madam invited you back. Of course, you have the same idea as her. It would be better if you didn't waste that effort, or perhaps you could just ask. I'm not sure what crime our Miss will commit now."

The ridicule from Mo Li caused Master Zheng to be stunned once again. He could not accept this, but how could he believe it when he heard it?

"Since you don't believe me, why ask me? Our young miss is about to be married off, you don't have to worry about her anymore. It doesn't matter if she is arrogant, perverted or perverted, what does it matter?"

"Isn't it perfect that she's going to harm other people's family? Since you haven't even looked at her for six years, then it doesn't matter if you didn't look at her for the first three years. Why are you thinking so much about her now?"

Seeing the Master Zheng's expression, Mo Li could tell that he was not willing to believe what he had said. It was as he had thought, saying everything in vain, and since he did not want to bother with the young miss, why did he have to act like that?

"Didn't Madame ask for an embroidery tutor, Mr. Painter, for the Third Miss? What did they do to Third Miss? " This time, he didn't dare to say how the Third Miss had chased them away. He was afraid that Mo Li would feel disgusted and not answer his question.

"An embroidery instructor, a drawing teacher, master, have you ever learned how to draw?" Being asked by a little girl, Master Zheng could not hold back. Although he did not dare to say that he was knowledgeable, he still dared to admit it.

"Of course I have. Can it be that the master's knowledge is used to deceive you?" I am an order officer of the court, how can I be someone who fishes for fame?

"Since you learned painting, then let me ask you. I just told you, there isn't even a piece of paper in our lady's house. What are you going to use to learn painting and what are you going to use to paint?"

"Is there even a need to kick this mister out? If you were to face such a student, sitting on a stool and not even having any paper, pen, and paper, I think you would also immediately turn around and leave."

Seeing that the Master Zheng still had an expression of disbelief, Mo Li felt that his patience was worn out. This master was completely deceiving himself.

In fact, what Mo Li said was too absolute. Initially, Madame Zheng had taken some pen and paper and made it look like she was doing it, but it was too small and crude. After that, they ran over to Mister and wanted to take away the pen and paper, but Mothers and Mo Li had secretly left behind some paper and paper.

"Master, even if you don't believe what I'm saying, please think back carefully. Have you ever seen a brush, ink, and paper when our Miss brought them back to the capital?"

This was true, since the papers were stolen from the start, there were not many of them. When Weir Prefecture was drawing the flower, he used up all of them, and there was no brush, ink stone, etc.

"Even those small embroidery items that we brought back were embroidered at Second Miss's birthday ceremony last year. Before that, we didn't even have a needle in our house."

"Even if you haven't seen other people's room, you have at least seen the rooms of the First Miss and Second Miss. Their rooms do not lack these things, but have you gone to our Young Miss's room? Other than a bed and a table, there is nothing else."

When Mo Li mentioned this, Master Zheng suddenly remembered that last year, before he was born, Qingluo had indeed begged for cloth in's room, as if to make a purse for Qingyan. Why hadn't he thought of it then?

"Are you saying that there isn't even a box or bed in your room?" What must it be like? Master Zheng couldn't even think of a way to go through it.

"It can't be said that there aren't any. There's everything that should be there." No matter how much Master Zheng pretended to be deaf and mute, he could hear the sarcasm in his words. Furthermore, the little girl's expression was very obvious.

"An old chest filled with clothes is not as good as ours. When we had just returned to the capital, didn't you already see the old lady's Cixi Hall?"

Old master, how long are you planning to pretend for? You've already seen that box, and yet you still pretend to know nothing.

In truth, she had wronged Master Zheng, he did not notice at all. In his eyes, these were all insignificant matters, how could he see through them.

Master Zheng could not understand Mo Li's words. He felt that he had twisted his way of life, "If her life is not as good as yours, why didn't you let her use yours?"

This question is so good that Mo Li almost laughed at the words of the master, "Use ours? Master, don't joke around. Miss can still stay here. Even the clothes that you are wearing are not as new as ours. "

"If it is a little bit new, it will be immediately taken away in various names, and the ones that come back will be even more worn-out. Have you thought about which family's young lady lives in the government office, and is dressed in clothes that are even more shabby than a girl's?"

"Who gave them the guts to dress Miss like that?" Suddenly, he wanted to go all out. He wanted to say everything.