Rebirth: Charming Qingluo

The grievance of not having any clothes or food was not something a young lady of a prefect should bear. However, his poor Third Miss had been enduring it for nine years and she didn't dare to make a sound.

However, even if she was to live obediently, Third Miss still failed to get anything good out of it. She was still imprisoned. Without the company of Mo Ju and herself, Third Miss probably wouldn't even speak.

Nine years. That much time is enough for a little girl to become a young girl. However, little miss, she doesn't even see her own family. For example, this father in front of her.

"Our Miss's room has a bed, it's something that the other girls don't need to throw away." Our Miss's room has a bed, it's something that the other girls don't need to throw away.

"What if she's afraid, what if she gets up at night, we have to stay with her, we can't sit in the room all night, it won't last for long."

"The bedding on the bed was something we discussed with the other courtyards. They don't need it anymore. We came back to tear them down and wash, and then we asked for other people's needlework. Old master, this day, this day …" How should he live his days?

"There's really no bedding?" You even want something that the girl doesn't want? This was something that the Master Zheng did not even dare to think about. Even in the houses of the poor, other than beggars, there would not be anyone else who would want to use someone else's things.

"The old master can't believe it either. What he can't believe is still at the end. Have you seen the coat our Miss is wearing in the winter?" I have seen this Master Zheng before.

Last year, when he was in Weir Prefecture, he had gone to see Vice Envoy Wang and gave Qingluo a new coat. Because something had happened in Qingyan's Wang Mansion, he had called Qingluo over to ask her about it.

After carefully recalling the scene, he said, "I've never seen it before, but I've seen the coat that Qingluo wore to the banquet at Vice Envoy Wang's house."

"Don't you think anything's wrong?" Master Zheng thought back to what Mo Li had asked and felt nothing was amiss. Mo Li curled her lips.

"The fabric of the clothes is not a good piece of silk. However, because of the heavy color on it, the material of the fabric is covered, so anyone who sees it will not be able to detect the low quality of the silk cloth."

"But if you wash this kind of silk cloth once, it will become silky, and you won't be able to use it again. Also, that small coat, it was removed by us servants. We took out the cotton from inside and remixed it into this coat."

"Can you imagine? Two cottons with small jackets will be enough for a small coat, but I'm afraid that if it gets dirty, I won't be able to change it. I have to reembroider the jacket with flowers to make a face for a new coat, in case the small jacket is dirty, then it will become a new coat. "

Seeing the Master Zheng's jaw dropped, Mo Li gave him another heavy blow, making the Master Zheng think that what he heard was a story from a play.

"This is still good, you'd better take a look at the Miss's old coat. There are some clothes inside that are not made of cotton at all, but a kind of floral drizzle. That thing doesn't keep you warm at all, it looks very thick, but it's very cold on your body."

Master Zheng's voice trembled, "There's actually such a set of clothes?" Could it be that his family's mansion could no longer afford to eat? Could it be that they could no longer afford to use a single piece of cotton-padded jacket?

Do you not believe it, or do you not? He pursed his lips.

The bedding was not brought back, but the little jacket was brought back. After all, the third miss only has a few pieces of clothing, and if we don't bring them back, she might not have any clothes to wear. Fortunately, there is still an old lady in this house.

Mo Li took off a bunch of keys from his waist, removed one of them, and handed it to the Master Zheng. "If you still don't believe me, send a little girl with this key to look for Mo Ju."

"Have Mo Ju take Miss's coat at Weir Prefecture and come over. You can take a look yourself and see if this servant is lying. See if this servant is speaking the truth.

Master Zheng took the key, but discovered that his hand was heavy, and his breathing was stiff. He was afraid, and finally had a lingering fear.

Seeing the Master Zheng hesitating, Mo Li did not urge him. The Master Zheng's actions also made Mo Li hesitating. Perhaps, he really did not know the truth of the matter and did not know that his daughter had been wronged.

However, when he thought of this, the scene of the Third Miss living in Weir Prefecture appeared before his eyes, and he steeled his heart again. He didn't know what else to do, and didn't know if it could become an irresponsible excuse.

As a father, shouldn't he know what kind of life his daughter was leading? Shouldn't he know what kind of pain his daughter was going through? Was he supposed to forgive just because he said he didn't know?

People were responsible for their own mistakes, but Master Zheng, as a father, was responsible for his own actions if his own daughter's life was not well.

"Give the key to her and let her go to the Third Miss' courtyard. Then ask her to give the key to Moyu and have her bring the Third Miss' cotton-padded jacket from the Weir Prefecture. Tell her I want to see it."

The servant didn't understand what the Old Master was trying to say, but seeing how abnormal the Old Master was today, he didn't dare to ask anymore, and just obediently went forward to the two gates.

"Is there anything else you three misses don't know?" Master Zheng had more or less believed it. Mo Lue dared to take the key off and directly told someone else to go get the thing, then he must have a good idea.

"You don't know too much. Our young miss is only able to live until now because of great fortune and great fortune." Mo Li did not care if the Master Zheng would settle their debts later, he wanted to vent his anger first.

"Then tell me, what else do you want?" When he heard that there were still a lot of things that he did not know, Master Zheng did not know what to say.

"What else could it be? Other than food and clothing, the most important thing is of course food. You must not know what our young lady eats every day."

"If only you could eat that kind of food," she said to herself, thinking of the food she ate every day. Let me also give you a taste of the bitterness of the meal, which was the life of our young lady.

"Can you not make me anxious? Tell me quickly, tell me quickly." Master Zheng waved his hands anxiously, leaving half of his words behind, it was really annoying.

"Our Miss's food is quite good. It's 3 meat and 1 vegetable." Mo Li didn't lie, but what kind of lie was that? If he didn't tell it, Master Zheng would never know.

"It doesn't sound like much, but it's still okay." Even though Master Zheng felt that such a dish would absolutely not be eaten by QingJiao and Qingyan, he had already taken it for granted that Qingluo would have a good diet after suffering so much.

"This servant will tell you. The master will definitely say that the little miss's food is not bad. Where's the four dishes? There's also a meat dish. Isn't that good enough?" Mo Li was now choking and didn't care anymore. His words also had a hint of sarcasm to them.

"You know that's not what I mean." Master Zheng argued that he was only thinking of one meal with four dishes. Although it was not a lot, it was still enough to eat and drink.

"They won't eat it. This servant has seen their meals before, the table is completely filled. Although this servant has never checked it before, but if I take a good look, that would be at least 10 dishes or more. Do you think they have too many dishes?"

The Master Zheng did not say anything, so Mo Li continued, "You don't think too much, but why do you think that our young mistress's dishes are sufficient?

"I don't mind telling you about the third lady's third meat and one vegetable, first a stir-fried cabbage and then a stir-fried rapeseed. If you're in a good mood today, then our third lady will see a bit of oil stars. If you're not in a good mood, then it'll be boiled cabbage and boiled rapeseed."

There will also be a side dish. Usually, it will be a side dish, where the cucumbers are mixed with soy sauce. When the cucumbers are expensive, they will be replaced with radish, lettuce, and red radish skin.

"Look, how good is our Miss's treatment? Whatever's in the future, you have to do for our Miss. It's all in the right time, and how good is your treatment. Did someone give you a reply like that?"

The only thing Master Zheng could do was to quietly listen, because if it was like that, he had really heard it before. He had also heard it from others, so the one who spoke was the Madame Zheng in his own room.

"Do you still want to say that there is still meat? "That dish was indeed a meat dish. I don't know what kind of chicken soup would be like when I bring it to your table. A piece of chicken or chicken skin wouldn't even appear in our Lady's chicken soup."

"Only a thick bowl of oil is floating on top of it. When it is brought to our Miss, the oil has already solidified and can be dug out with a spoon."

"Have you ever seen chicken soup like this?" Perhaps it's because this servant doesn't have much experience, but I've only seen this type of chicken soup on our Young Miss's table before. "