Number of People

  Chapter 88 Scroll A

   "Oh? Haven't found a suitable direction yet?" Feng Ziying snorted softly in her nasal cavity, "Brother Yun, didn't the huge stalls in the east and west prefectures say to give you side branches some business?"

   Jia Yun smiled wryly: "Uncle Feng, do you know how many people in these two prefectures rely on the two prefectures to make ends meet? Didn't I say that before? Even the serious masters can't get enough to eat. How can it be our turn?"

   "Then leave the Rongning Second Mansion, you Jia family children will never be able to earn a living again?"

  Feng Ziying asked back, with a bit more teasing in her tone, "In such a big capital city, why can't you earn a living? I can't figure out a few ways, who do I have to rely on?"

  Feng Ziying's rhetorical question really made Jia Yun a little dazed. After a while, Jia Yun clasped her fists and saluted and said, "Please, Master Feng, teach me."

"I can't teach you, you have to walk the road by yourself, how about it, Brother Yun, you should think about it first and see what way you can find, if you still don't have a clue after half a year, I'll show you the way again, How is it?" Feng Ziying leaned on the pillow and said leisurely: "There are millions of people in Beijing who eat, drink, sleep, and have basic necessities, can't they find a way to make a living?"

   "Uncle Feng, I thank you in advance for your kindness, but..." Jia Yun hesitated and said, "Can I ask without knowing how to compliment you, why does the uncle look down on the younger one so much?"

"Well, has this question been on your mind for a long time? Let's put it this way, there are not many people in Rongning Second Mansion who I can admire. You, Jia Yun, are barely one. I can't help others, and I'm too lazy. Help, so, if you are interested, if you trust me, come and give it a try, if you are not interested, then it’s up to you.”

  Feng Ziying can only talk so much about the shallow words and deep words. As for whether Jia Yun believes it or not, it depends on him.

  There are too many people without eyesight in this world, there are not many Jia Yuns, and there are not many Jia Yuns.

  Getting out of the carriage, Jia Yun looked at the carriage disappearing into the darkness with a complicated expression, but she had mixed feelings in her heart.

   This one seems to have a good impression of him, but he is not sure how he fell into the right eye.

  The other party dared to say this, he must have some confidence. As for what to say, Jia Yun didn't think about it, and didn't know if the other party had planned it long ago.

   But no matter what, he gave himself a chance. He didn't see that the second master Lian was looking for ways to find out during the banquet, and he obviously had a plan.

   Jia Yun suddenly laughed at herself, what do I have? There is nothing, as long as the other party is not good, why should I care about anything?

  Thinking of this, Jia Yun suddenly felt that she seemed much more relaxed and relaxed.

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  When he returned to Feng's mansion, he ran into Yun Shang who had been waiting in front of the door with an unswerving face.

Seeing Feng Ziying who had drunk too much, Yunshang subconsciously wanted to find a scapegoat to vent her anger on. Ruixiang had already expected this, and hurriedly said: "Sister Yunshang, the young master is eating wine at Rongguo Mansion, and it is Lian Erye who is the host. , I can't even step through the door, it was already like this when the young master came out."

   Ruixiang blocked the words back, seeing Feng Ziying's dim drunken eyes and swaying body, Yunshang had already put the previous displeasure behind her: "Let the kitchen prepare water, the young master wants to take a bath,..."

  Shaoxing rice wine has a lot of after-drinking energy, and it is only at this time that it really breaks out.

Feng Ziying had already realized that she might have underestimated the wines of this era when she was on the road before, and had been confused by some misunderstandings. She felt that the wines of this era were not blended like her own era, thinking that these wines were more like It is fermented glutinous rice water with a higher concentration, but it seems to be underestimated now.

   Dizzy, he took a shower and went to bed, fell asleep, and was not awakened by thirst until midnight.

  Hearing the sound from the outer room, Yun Chang had already come in with her clothes on, and the warm and moderate honey water was brought to her mouth. After one sip, the whole stomach and intestines were immediately filled with an indescribable sense of comfort.

  At this time, Feng Ziying's mind became clearer, "What time is it?"

"It's almost time." Yun Shang replied, and then observed Feng Ziying's face through the light: "Master, it's better to drink less for such entertainment, you slept last night and your wife and concubine came, very upset, you Even if it’s for your own body, you still have to breathe.”

  Feng Ziying doesn't have to think about it, I'm afraid that when her mother and aunt come, she will not blame herself first, but Ruixiang and Yunshang for not serving well, and there will inevitably be another round of scolding.

   I just went to Jia's mansion for a banquet by myself, so it's Ruixiang and Yunshang's turn to intervene?

   But the master doesn't care so much, he only knows that his son is so drunk now, he must be angry, and he has to find someone to vent his anger on.

   "Is Ruixiang okay?" Feng Ziying helped his forehead, Ruixiang will definitely not get better.

   "My wife and aunt are both angry, and they want to drive Ruixiang to the stable." Yun Shang hesitated for a moment, and muttered.

  Looking at Yun Chang's expression, Feng Ziying shook her head and smiled wryly. This is the case in this big family. There is no reason to say, "It's okay. I'll go to my wife's place to talk to my wife after I get up later."

A happy expression appeared on Yunshang's face, and then he became entangled again: "Will the wife be unhappy? Why don't you wait for Ruixiang to stay in the stable for a few days, and wait for the wife to calm down before the young master intercede with his wife. If the young master Let’s talk to my aunt first, maybe it will save Ruixiang from suffering in the stable.”

  Seeing Yun Shang's cautious and contradictory appearance, Feng Ziying felt that she still underestimated the deterrent power of the mistress in a family in this era.

   In terms of inner house affairs, the master generally does not interfere, but the mistress almost holds the power of life and death.

   Not to mention sending you to the stables as a kid, even if you find an excuse to kill you, as long as you cover it up properly, it will be fine.

   There are quite a few such things in the big families in the capital. Of course, if you are given solid evidence by others, that is another matter.

  My mother is careless, and she doesn't ask much about the daily affairs of Feng's house. Most of the things are taken care of by her aunt, so Yunshang asked herself to talk to her aunt first.

  If I could talk to my aunt first, it would be much easier for my mother.

  Feng Ziying also found it funny to hear such things.

  Ruixiang couldn't even enter the gate of Dongnuange in Jia's Mansion, so he just stood by the corner gate and guarded the car. Can he get his turn to intervene while drinking by himself?

  But you have to suffer this grievance, even Yunshang still has to look back and think that it is better to let Ruixiang stay in the stable for a few days until his wife's anger subsides.

"Okay, I know what to do." Feng Ziying was a little impatient, but when she saw Yun Shang's worried expression, she thought for a while before recalling: "You are afraid that I will go to my wife, and my wife will suspect that you are inside. 'tell tales'?"

   One sentence reached Yun Shang's heart.

   It doesn't matter if you feel a little wronged, if you offend your wife, you may not even be able to stay in this courtyard in the future. This is what Yunshang is most worried about.

  Looking at Yun Chang's delicate and small dimple, with her fingers twisted together in front of her lower abdomen, with a hesitant look of hesitating to speak, Feng Ziying also sighed inwardly.

   It's no wonder that the maids and boys in the high gate compound are all ghosts and ghosts, they were also forced out.

  Being repeatedly tossed and tossed by these unreasonable mistresses and young masters, if you don't have a bit of strong psychological quality and quick response ability, you will really be played to death.

   Yun Shang's experience is probably summed up from countless times of suffering and suffering.

   "I know how to do it, Yunshang, don't worry about it, just take good care of me in the future, and your young master can take care of the rest."

  Although I don't like to spend my mind on such subtle things in the mansion, it involves my relatives after all.

   On one side is my mother and the aunt who raised me, and on the other is my closest servant girl. Some things really need to be handled carefully, otherwise one party will feel uncomfortable.

   It was almost midnight when Feng Ziying woke up. After washing up under Yunshang's service and having breakfast, Feng Ziying went straight to her mother.

  Seeing Feng Ziying coming in, Duan's complexion suddenly turned ugly again.

   "Didn't I tell Yunshang? I asked you to sleep more, and you drank so much wine last night, and you didn't take care of your body? What's the matter with Yunshang, you don't listen to me?"

   Seeing that her mother's dissatisfaction was aimed at Yun Shang first, Feng Ziying felt that it was really difficult to deal with.

  This person has a prejudice in his heart. It is really not easy for you to reverse it. Fortunately, he is her only son. Otherwise, I am afraid Yunshang will suffer a lot.

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  (end of this chapter)