Wei Lang Seducer's Handbook

Wei Ziqing gently raised his hand, and closed the personnel booklet in his hand: "Steward Feng, call all the servants here, so that I can recognize their faces."

Steward Feng bowed his head in response, and withdrew.

As soon as he left the gate of the main courtyard, several small butlers surrounded him and blocked Steward Feng's way

"Housekeeper, does Madam seem easy to get along with?"

"It's not that the daughter-in-law married from the general's hometown, who is from a small family, should have a better temper."

This person was chattering, talking in a hurry, and he didn't have a head when he said it. Steward Feng coughed twice impatiently, and immediately fell silent.

Steward Feng shook his head: "I see, we were all wrong before, this lady is not so easy to fool, you guys, please be firm, don't try to deceive the master just because you have a good temper. "

One of the burly women squeezed forward, with a gossip look on her face: "So you really have a good temper?"

Steward Feng nodded: "Madam speaks kindly, without putting on airs, she is easy to get along with."

The old woman laughed immediately, and winked at the little stewards next to her and said, "Then we will have a better life."

Immediately, someone picked it up and said flatteringly: "No, it's better to keep everything unchanged to save trouble. In the future, this courtyard may be decided by our big housekeeper."

Steward Feng was used to compliments, so he ignored these bastards at all.The general's mansion gave him more than one month, so he came here for more than one month.And this general's mansion was originally the mansion of a first-rank official. Because of the big incident two months ago, some charges were charged on his head, his property was confiscated, and he was demoted to a commoner. down.The affairs, big and small, were chaotic, and without the command of the master, he had to work hard alone.

There was a lot of chaos in the mansion, and there was no master to direct him, so he had to work hard alone.So it is unavoidable that there will be some sneaky things and eating some oil and water. As long as he is not out of line, he will often turn a blind eye. After all, he is a smart person, so what good is it to offend others?Anyway, what he eats and takes is the money temporarily allocated by the court and has nothing to do with him.

Taking care of the top and bottom of the mansion is his top priority.

The rest, he has no energy to manage.

I have to say that the mansion looks gorgeous and orderly on the surface, but in fact it is very chaotic inside. I just don’t know if the new lady has the courage, she is shocked, and it is easy to say anything in the future. Some saw it. After all, there were so many ants that it hurt to bite the flesh.

Butler Feng was not biased at this time, he didn't intend to stretch his feet into the water, he was on the bank, he could see everything clearly, but he didn't say or do anything, he was happy and at ease.

Thinking of this, Steward Feng half-closed his eyes, and waved his hands: "Shortly make up some arrangements. Madam sent a message to recognize the people in the house. It happens that you are all here. Go ahead and call them all."

The little stewards pushed each other, gave each other signs, and left together.

Steward Feng just pretended not to see them, no matter what they were going to do or discuss, he brought his words to him, and wanted to stand at the door and wait for people to come and bring them in together, but he stopped for a while, and he didn't know what to think of. What, after hesitating for a while, he got up and went into the hall where Wei Ziqing was.

Wei Ziqing was propping his forehead with his hands, half-closed his eyes, he had been very tired from the journey for several days, now when he sat down, he felt tired, and Axiu was behind him, helping him hold his shoulders.

"Are you more comfortable?"

The corner of Wei Ziqing's mouth curled into a smile: "Yes, my Axiu is better and caring."

Xiao Si handed over the tea and looked at Wei Ziqing eagerly.

Wei Ziqing patted his head: "You are also considerate."

Xiaosi has grown up so fast these days, her clothes are all short, and her sleeves and trousers are half-cut. Fortunately, Xiaosi is good-looking, with delicate features and a literati air, even if the clothes she wears are too small, no one thinks she will make fun of her he.

Turning to look at Axiu again, Axiu's face is rosy, she looks pure and innocent, and the longer she grows, the more juicy she is, um - it's time to find a good husband's family.

Axiu felt uncomfortable when he looked at him with deep meaning in his eyes, so she gave him a slight nudge: "What are you thinking?"

Wei Ziqing shook his head, it's not appropriate to say it now, it's not too late to discuss it with Axiu after he has made up his mind.

Then he yawned, tears streaming down his face.

Axiu was a little puzzled: "Why don't you take a rest first, why are you so anxious to see the people in the house?"

Wei Ziqing gave him a tug, and signaled Axiu not to pinch him: "It's already afternoon, I don't want to sleep, so I won't be sleepy at night. Let me ask you, is there someone in the house making things difficult for you?"

Axiu found a chair casually and sat down: "No, everyone is very kind, and there are people who help me with laundry! It makes me feel embarrassed, so it feels like being served! I really enjoy it~"

Axiu was used to working hard in his hometown, but when he first arrived here, he was called a son, and he had someone to help him with everything. He was not that picky person, so naturally he felt that everything was good.

Wei Ziqing turned his head to look at Xiao Si, motioning for him to talk too.

Xiao Si was silent, with a bit of displeasure on his face, his thoughts were more delicate than others, and he had been well-clothed and well-fed in Beijing when he was a child, he could see some things more clearly than A Xiu, but he was afraid that the teacher would not understand and misunderstand I thought he was busy.

After hesitating, the big housekeeper entered, and Xiao Si completely shut up, not going to say anything.

Wei Ziqing sat up a little bit, not showing his lazy look to outsiders.

"They're all here? So fast?"

Butler Feng saluted first, and then he kept his bent posture and replied: "No, the slave has already given orders to all the stewards, and the notification has been made."

As soon as the words finished, Madam got down from the main seat and stretched out her hand to help him straighten up.

"From now on, I will be in the same mansion. You don't need to be so polite, just find a place to sit down."

Steward Feng acted flattered, and backed away again and again: "You can't do it, you can't do it, madam is kind, but this slave can't overstep the rules, so don't hurt your slave."

Wei Ziqing smiled gently, and didn't force it anymore: "The butler is indeed polite, but I was abrupt."

Steward Feng found a corner and stood aside, staring at his toes, silent as if he didn't have any sense of existence.

Time passed by every minute and every second, but no one came to the hall. At the beginning, Axiu joked with Wei Ziqing from time to time, but after a long time, she got tired, and there was no sound in the hall.

Seeing that half an hour passed, the first servant came in.

Immediately after that, a dozen or so came sparsely, but judging by the color of their clothes, it was clear that none of the stewards came.

Wei Ziqing flipped through the roster, and on the first page it was written that there was one big butler, nine stewards, big and small, and 59 other servants.

Zai raised his eyes and looked at the head count below, but no matter how he looked at it, it was far behind.

He turned his head to look at Steward Feng in the corner. He behaved politely and refused to say a word, as if he understood something.

Could it be—is it to show him off?

Wei Ziqing closed the manual, and casually clicked on an honest-looking one: "What's your name?"

It was a thin and small gentleman who was pointed out. Hearing this, he immediately knelt down, trembling and unable to speak clearly: "Slave, the name of the slave is Xiaohong."

Wei Ziqing asked again patiently: "Don't be afraid——where are the others?"

But Xiaohong didn't know what was going on, so she kowtowed to the ground in fright: "Xiaohong dare not, dare not, please spare Xiaohong!"

The people next to him seemed invisible, no one offered a hand or said a word, they all stood there like wooden stakes.

But Axiu couldn't stand it anymore, she stepped forward and grabbed Xiaohong, "Ah, you're bleeding."

Axiu hissed, and looked at Wei Ziqing for help.

Wei Ziqing frowned: "Steward Feng, find someone to bandage him up, don't do any work at night, and rest for a night first."

Steward Feng bowed his head in response, and casually pointed to Xiaohong's roommate, Mr. Xiaohong, to take Xiaohong down.

After this series of incidents, many servants secretly raised their eyes to see the new owner of the mansion, the general's wife who arrived belatedly.

Wei Ziqing accepted everyone's scrutiny with a smile. He never liked to make things difficult for servants. In the final analysis, regardless of his past life or present life, compared with these servants, his status really cannot be described as noble. As long as the servants are obedient, He wants to be a kind host.

"Let's talk to someone else, where have they all gone? Does anyone know?"

The people below were winking at each other again, and some bowed their heads and refused to speak. There was only a young girl in her teens, her eyes were quick, she looked around at the people around her, and she volunteered to stand up.

"Ma'am, my name is Xiaotao, the peach of the peach I ate—"

The elder next to him seemed to be Xiao Tao's elder, he hurriedly tugged on Xiao Tao's sleeve, and said in a low voice: "You must call yourself a slave in front of Madam, and don't talk nonsense!"

Wei Ziqing waved to the crisp-spoken little maid with great interest: "Xiao Tao, come here."

Xiao Tao secretly stuck out her tongue at his father, and then obediently stood in front of Wei Ziqing.

"Madam, they don't let me tell you, but Madam is a good person, so I want to tell you!"

Wei Ziqing reached out and plucked his hair: "How do you know I'm a good person?"

"Madam is different from other masters. No one has ever cared about how to deal with the injuries of servants. If you can think about us, you must be a good person! Madam, let me tell you, those stewards just went to inform us and said Let's finish the work in hand before going! We are busy at the moment, how can we finish the work in hand, this is clearly the reason..."

"Alright Xiaotao."

Wei Ziqing stopped him from continuing, and sighed, this silly boy, how did he develop such a carefree temper as a servant, no wonder that person just dragged him so anxiously not to let him speak.

"I see, you go back and stand."

Xiaotao blinked, turned her head to meet his father's furious eyes, her heart tightened, it was over, she was about to be beaten when she went back, she suddenly lost the complacency she had just now, and returned to the position she was standing in dejectedly.

After Xiaotao's words, the atmosphere in the hall became tense. They all thought that Madam would be furious and ordered them to bring the steward, but the higher-ups were still indifferent, without a trace of strangeness.

Axiu couldn't help it anymore: "Brother Qing, what do they mean?"

Wei Ziqing smiled magnanimously: "Maybe I'm afraid I'll delay my work."

No matter how dull Axiu was, she knew that Brother Qing was angry, and stood up from the chair angrily: "How can there be such a bully, are people from rich families so rude?"

At this time, a young man came in from outside the door: "Madam, the stewards said that the yard is busy at the moment, and they can't leave. They said that they will bring people over to make amends when they finish their work later."

Wei Ziqing smiled: "It's nothing, if you say you're going to make amends or not, it's natural that work is the most important thing."

The boy took the words and went back, the rest of the people in the hall looked at each other, wondering why Wei Ziqing had already heard what Xiaotao said, and knew that those stewards did it on purpose, why wasn't he angry?

Wei Ziqing stood up and called Steward Feng over.

"Go get a pen and paper."

Steward Feng's expression was as usual, and soon someone prepared a pen, ink, paper and inkstone and presented it.

"Write down the names of the people who came and what kind of work they are doing now. Those who have reported their names can leave."

The others didn't know why, but those who came were honest and responsible, and the fringe people who were not liked by the small stewards all followed orders.

This group of people seemed to be headed by Xiaotao's father, he took Xiaotao to report first, and the rest became active.

After the people in the hall had left, Steward Feng handed over the brochure: "Madam, it's finished."

Wei Ziqing didn't go to pick it up, and let him maintain the state of submitting with both hands respectfully, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "The tired manager has suffered with me."

Butler Feng looked unbearable again: "Not tired, not tired."

"I see it's getting dark outside, it's time to eat, how about this, when the stewards come, let them wait for me for a while, we must see each other, right?"

Steward Feng kept his hand raised, lowered his head and said respectfully, "It should."

Wei Zi quietly fiddled with the folds of his sleeves: "You have to make it clear to them, you can't leave without seeing me, you understand what I mean - when I come again, I hope the rest of the group can get together Stand here neatly."

Steward Feng held the brochure for a long time, his hands trembling uncontrollably, as if they weighed a thousand catties, and when he lifted his head suddenly, there was no one in the hall.

Steward Feng wiped the sweat from his brow with his sleeves, which was forcing him to take a stand - if he acted according to Madam's words, he would stand against those stewards.

As soon as Wei Ziqing came out of the hall, his complexion became ugly, and he walked fast all the way, and Axiu almost trotted behind him.

"Brother Qing, don't be angry, let Song Poming take care of you when he comes back."

When Wei Ziqing heard Song Boming's name, he slowed down: "The wife of the family can't even discipline the servants, and if it spreads, it will make people laugh to death."

"Then what can we do, they don't listen to you, and we can't beat them—eh? Find Xiao Yezi and let them help beat up this group of people, wouldn't it be fine?"

Wei Ziqing was so teased by Axiu that he turned around and knocked him on the head: "Then the next day, it will spread throughout the capital, saying that Song Boming married a dominatrix wife, and beat everyone in the mansion on the first day he entered the mansion. After repeating it over and over again, does this sound ugly?"

Xiao Si was silent all the time, and when only the three of them came out, his expression relaxed a bit: "Teacher, although Diao Nu is hateful, but there are often people who dare to do this kind of thing. They hold a group, that is I saw that you dare not deal with all the stewards at the same time, so you dare to act so arrogantly, just to show you off."

The author’s gossip: This group of managers are so fierce, there is my logic, I will write it later~ (Thank you bosses for supporting me)