Rebirth: Charming Qingluo

"Master, didn't I say it before? I really want to save it for Qingluo, you know her character, she will be someone who will not accept the heavens' law. If you give her some silver taels, you still won't know what kind of trouble she will cause."

At this time, he naturally had to grit his teeth. Otherwise, he would be wrong. When the time came, not to mention fighting for Qingya's marriage, even he would be doomed. She didn't want to be grounded again.

That child is so thin, it's obvious that he doesn't have enough nutrition. You even dare to say that you've saved up a portion of silver for her. If you were to give Qingluo money, how could you starve the child to such an extent?

"You actually only gave her boiled cabbage, pickled cucumber, and chicken soup without meat every day? Your heart is already eaten by dogs, how can you bear it?"

Master Zheng imagined eating like that and immediately felt disgusted. Is that food for a human? How pitiful would a child who's a few years old be?

"Impossible, even if you want to find water to cook the cabbage, you can't find any place in our house. Even maids don't eat that kind of food, so why are you sitting at Qingluo's table? Who made this up?"

"No matter how stubborn a child is, she will know to be hungry. Could it be that she will starve herself just to prove that you mistreated her?" If she had been such a child, things would not have come to this.

"That's not necessarily true. Zheng Qingluo is not an ordinary child." That slut was a shrewd person. Otherwise, how could she have survived until she returned to the capital?

"Hmph — —" Master Zheng coldly snorted. You really have the nerve to say, "That's right, those are definitely not ordinary children. Even if they weren't starving to death, they would still have frozen to death."

Master Zheng walked over to Madame Zheng's bed, bent down and grabbed a small jacket, "I tore open this jacket, you can see for yourself what's inside. If you still have anything to say, then I have nothing to say."

Stretching his jacket in front of Madame Zheng's eyes, he lifted up the piece of cloth that he had ripped off and presented it in front of Madame Zheng. Madame Zheng was immediately filled with shock.

"How can this be? Old master, you must believe in me. This cannot be ordered by me, no matter what, I won't do such a thing. I must force this child to death. " Madame Zheng's eyes even turned red.

"It must be those despicable things of the needle room. Master, quickly go and call the Mother Song over, she must know this. She is in charge of the needle room, I need to ask her how she did it."

Master Zheng was completely speechless. He knew that such a person who refused to shoulder any responsibility would actually sleep with her for more than ten years. It was time to dig out those eyes from his nose.

"Sigh ~ ~" Master Zheng let out a long sigh, and rubbed his somewhat hoarse eyes.

"If you want to talk about clothes, there is no evidence. No matter who you call, no one will admit it. After all, it was a few years ago, so even if it's this item …"

Master Zheng picked up the item that he did last year, "I can't tell you everything, but you just have to take it apart and take a look." Master Zheng tore open the bottom of his clothes and held it in front of his eyes.

"This is clearly another layer of cotton wool. Two layers of cotton wool together are still shining. If you wear this kind of coat on a child, you can think about it. How is it going to feel?"

Master Zheng was exhausted. He took these clothes, carefully folded them, and held them in his hands: "From now on, you can rest in peace. You borrowed the light of a child.

Master Zheng did not linger any further. He stepped out of the main house, turned his head, and looked at Master Zheng's back. He finally breathed out a sigh of relief.

As long as she was not separated, there would be a way for her to make a comeback. Other people would not dare to say anything about it, but this Master Zheng was in her hands.

When Master Zheng walked out of Songtao Academy, he immediately called the head servant over, "Bring a few wives with you, bring everyone that was brought back from Weir Prefecture to the kitchen and bring them to the front courtyard immediately."

Upon receiving such an order, the head maid was at a loss of what to do. After all, this was the backyard, and even if the old master had anything to say, he would have to first pass the order to the madame.

He didn't know if he could complete the task, so he didn't want to be blamed by the madame. She wouldn't blame the old master, but she could only vent her anger on her servants.

"What, I can't even control my own girl anymore. Looks like I really have to change the rules of this courtyard." Master Zheng did not have the patience to watch these girls play in front of him.

He just didn't think that in this house, he really didn't care. In the past, he had always been so self-righteous, thinking that everything was under his control. He didn't know that the maids he personally served were all other people's.

"Xiao Liuzi, you have called for people to go to the backyard to get people. Take away all the needle and thread and the chef that Weir Prefecture has brought over, and give them all to me."

The big girl was so scared that she immediately knelt down. She knew now that the lord was truly angry and did not know if she would be severely punished if she did not listen to him. However, it was too late for regret.

When everyone had entered the front yard, the lord left the study, while the elder girl was still kneeling in the study. If the master didn't call, she wouldn't dare to get up, but now that the lord had gone out, she didn't dare to stay alone in the study.

When he wasn't in the study, nobody was allowed in the study room. The girl thought for a moment and walked out of the study room. She kneeled outside the door. No matter what, she had to make the master feel at ease.

Otherwise, he really didn't know what would have happened. It was just that the girl felt wronged in her heart. After so many years, the matters of the harem had always been left to the mistress. The old master had never once extended his hand to her.

It had been five to six years since he served the old master. From the looks of it, the old master was someone easy to talk to. What was the reason behind his actions today? Because he didn't know, he was even more uncertain.

"All of you came here from the Weir Prefecture, and all of you are seniors that are used to palace, is there anything that the Zheng Mansion isn't considerate to you?" The servant moved a chair over, and Master Zheng sat on it steadily.

"No, Master, the Zheng Mansion is kind to us. There is a lot of silver, and a lot of examples." The group of people in front of him answered in an uneven manner. With this chaos, they were starting to get restless.

When they stood out, the crowd immediately quietened down, "Reporting to the Great Master, we servants have always been thinking of the benevolence of our family. Ever since we servants entered the Zheng Mansion, we can eat, drink, wear, wear, there is nothing that we are not satisfied with."

Master Zheng looked at the woman in front of him. She was dressed in an exquisite autumn fragrant satin jacket, a ponytail skirt, and the embroidery and craftsmanship were all top-notch. She was only a level below the masters of the mansion.

"You are in charge of the needle room?" Master Zheng looked at the exquisite clothes, but his mind was filled with Qingluo's coat. It was so thin that it revealed light, or it was thick and not warm.

"Yes, master, this servant is the head of needle room, my surname is Song." The woman lowered her body and blessed herself, introducing herself to the family. Her face revealed a slight trace of complacency.

Oh, so it's Mother Song. I apologize for my disrespect. Worry for my Qingluo to make such a coat, have a little time, can't you put some cotton? It's not for your own money.

"What, what, it's all something that this servant should do, not something that can be praised by the great master." Seeing Master Zheng's warm attitude, Mother Song's face revealed a happy expression.

When he was called to the front yard, he was shouted at to come over. He was worried that something might have gone wrong, but it seemed that he had been completely wrong.

The lord should be giving a reward for his euphemism. He just didn't know why the lord was so happy. Could it be because of the imperial edict from this morning?

It looks like the price of the marriage bestowed by His Majesty was too high. suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and cold sweat instantly drenched his entire back.

Master Zheng looked at the chef beside him. Although he was short, he was fat and white, about forty years old. He did not have any wrinkles and his face was oily.

You smelly fatty, the old master cursed in his heart. Even if he had saved a little bit of it from your mouth, he still wouldn't starve my Qingluo to such an extent.

"Master, this servant has always been in charge of the kitchen. My surname is Zhang." Seeing Master Zheng looking over, the Chef Chang immediately reacted, bending his fat body at an angle of 90 degrees. When he stood up again, his fat face was flushed.

Oh, Chef Chang, it was hard on you back in Weir Prefecture.