Quick Wear: Everyone knows I am a good person

"Chun Zhi~"

On the way back home, Shu Jiao said leisurely, "If you have nothing to do, find a yard in East Lane."

Chunzhi: ...

I have a bad feeling about what's going on?

"He Chang has a very moving voice."

Finish.

Madam, is it...

Chunzhi's ominous premonition became stronger and stronger.

"Go ask someone if the shopkeeper is willing to sell people."

"……Yes."

Fulfilled!

Her wife is going to...

Chunzhi responded in a low voice, thinking for a moment before continuing, "Madam, how about I find a courtyard for you in the South Lane? Over in the East Lane... the Marquis has a mistress over there."

If you two meet, you will be in trouble!

"Besides, South Lane is less crowded (not many acquaintances of noble families go there), and it is quiet (not easy to be discovered), which is suitable for you to hide away (suitable for you to keep a mistress)."

"Chunzhi, you really are worthy of being my wife's good helper."

Shu Jiao praised, casually taking out a purse and giving it to her, "Take some time to go to the suburbs and buy a few more small farms, and put them in your name."

"Yes."

Chunzhi responded crisply.

She understands taking the blame.

But the lady gave so much that she was willing!

After hearing her promise, Shu Jiao took off the bracelet on her hand and handed it to her, "You should know that you are the one I trust the most."

"The servant understands."

Chunzhi looked at the rich emerald bracelet and smiled so hard that she couldn't stop.

Isn't it just keeping an actress as a mistress?

So what?

The Marquis has so many, but the Madam only has one, not to mention that the Madam has never brought her concubine back home!

Madam still loves the Marquis and this family!

After Shu Jiao gave the instructions, she waited for Chunzhi to bring the person over.

003 silently raised his thumb in the space, "Host sister, you like him so much already? Why don't you check if He Chang had any sponsors before?"

"He just came out, fresh and unowned. Not many people will pay attention if I take action now. Once he becomes famous, more people will want to take advantage of him, and it will be difficult for me to do anything."

Raising an actor?

This is a common thing. Shu Jiao is not the only lady from a wealthy family who keeps a child. There is a precedent.

In a marquis's mansion next door, a couple had a fight over a performer, which caused a great excitement to be seen by all the mansions in Shengjing.

"My Lord?"

Shu Jiao suddenly asked again.

"Someone wrote to me yesterday, saying that the Marquis should still be in Yunsang Lane. The girl who lives there is the one the Marquis rescued a month ago and who sold herself to bury her father. Her name is Liu Huanyan, she is seventeen years old, and she is from Xipo Village..."

Chunzhi explained the girl's information clearly.

"is that OK?"

"Hard to say."

Chunzhi shook her head, "Miss Liu's father is a gambler and owes a lot of money to Sihai Casino."

Xu Xiuxin doesn't have much money on hand, so he might have to hold his wife accountable for the debt.

It would be even more troublesome if Sihai Casino used that girl to set a trap for Xu Xiuxin.

Shu Jiao: ...

The happiness in my heart was instantly reduced by half.

She raised her hand and gently rubbed her forehead. "The Marquis hasn't been back home for almost a month. That Miss Liu seems to have some skills."

"It's just that you are young and you just want to try something new."

"Send a message. Hua Sheng and Hua Zhi's marriage has been finalized. It's time to ask the Marquis to return home."

This would prevent him, as a father, from being ignorant of his children’s marriages and embarrassing himself everywhere.

Chunzhi responded softly.

"Gudu, Gudu——"

"Where did the pigeon come from?"

After entering the house, Shu Jiao saw a pigeon flying from a distance and heading straight to the backyard. She couldn't help but raise her eyebrows slightly and became suspicious.

"Maybe it was raised by someone else and got lost and flew here."

Chunzhi said.

There are many families in Shengjing who raise pigeons, so it is normal for one or two to fly over occasionally.

Of course, it's normal in her eyes.

This was not normal in Shu Jiao's eyes, especially since there was a "destined male protagonist" living in her backyard.

Who knows what special role this pigeon can play.

"Catch this pigeon alive later."

Shu Jiao ordered.

The servants didn't know why she did this.

But as I said, the madam gave a lot, so the servants nodded and agreed obediently.

Seeing that she was interested in pigeons, Chunzhi whispered a few words to her maid.

Later, when Shu Jiao was counting the accounts, she came over and reported, "Madam, I don't know whose family raised this pigeon. It was injured and fell into Jiahe Courtyard. It was picked up by the second young master. It has been less than half a month."

Half a month already?!

Shu Jiao instantly became alert, "Why didn't anyone come to report?"

"The people at Jiaheyuan may think this is not a big deal."

It's just a pigeon.

If Shu Jiao didn't care, Chun Zhi probably wouldn't have taken this matter seriously.

"If there is any movement at Jiaheyuan, you must tell me."

Shu Jiao said with emphasis.

"Yes."

It's not difficult either.

The servants in Jiaheyuan had a hard life.

They had to deal with Aunt Wu, whose mental state was becoming increasingly abnormal, and Xu Huayu, who took out her anger on them when Aunt Wu bullied her. Their monthly salary had been withheld for half a year.

They depend on this little monthly salary to live.

Xu Huayu kept asking people to buy bird's nest and ginseng for the kitchen.

I have never seen such a shallow-minded master, deducting people's monthly wages to supplement his own body, it's really, really...

The servants in Jiaheyuan didn't know what to say.

Anyway, they are full of resentment now, and Chunzhi can capture them by paying some money.

Actually, Xu Huayu had no choice.

He suffered from neurasthenia due to Aunt Wu's torture, and his health was not good. He took medicine every day. If he didn't replenish his body, he felt that he would not live to see the end of the year!

You can make up for it, but where does the money come from?

Aunt Wu was a concubine, she had no money herself, and her monthly allowance was not very much.

Xu Huayu's monthly allowance followed Aunt Wu's, so his food, clothing and other expenses were far less than those of the original owner, not to mention that he had to spend extra money to buy good medicinal herbs.

He earns it himself?

How does he make money?

First, there is no staff, second, there is no shop, and third, there is no start-up capital.

There is nothing left, so I can only deduct a little from the servants.

Of course, he didn't deduct it for nothing.

Doesn’t he still make empty promises to his servants every day?

It's just like the tricks used in modern times to fool cows and horses, such as "Don't just focus on the immediate benefits, look to the future", "If you do a good job, the position of the first-class maid will be yours"...

This cake is so choking!

A maid in a wealthy family is like a veteran in the workplace who has worked in a big company for many years. She may not have much knowledge, but she has rich practical experience and has basically fallen into all the traps.

Then I met Xu Huayu, the owner of a small factory.

It is no exaggeration to say that Xu Huayu's PUA rhetoric is not as pure and sweet as the pie in the sky drawn by the first-class maidservant beside the favored concubine.

At least they really gave money!

Xu Huayu only felt that the maids in ancient times were shallow-minded, ignorant and easy to fool, and modern empty talk was enough to deal with them.

Little did they know that these maids were all experts in the workplace, and they were adept at reading people's faces, changing their attitude according to the situation, and guessing their masters' intentions.

Otherwise, how can I serve the master?

I'm afraid that even if you sweep the floor, you can only sweep the toilets, which are difficult to clean and where you can't show your face or take credit for it.

——I have a fever and feel dizzy. If I don’t get better tomorrow, I may have to take a day off, o(╥﹏╥)o