Don’t Learn Mandarin Ducks

    Li Jingyun pouted: "You are a servant, do you understand that the less you know, the longer you live?"

    "Young master left the house today, it was the fault of the slave and the slave. Returning with injuries is also the responsibility of the slave. The slave should ask."

    "Then why don't you just hand me over?"

    "The slave is afraid that the lady will be worried."

    Sure enough.

    Li Jingyun thought it was funny: "You are now the maid in my yard, as long as the lord is willing, you can always stay in this east yard, you should also learn to regard the lord as your master. "

    Kayue rolled her eyes.

     After a slight choking, he squeezed her chin with an angry smile: "Are you blind?"

    "Young master be careful with your hands." Hua Yue smiled, "The servant girl just has a pain in her eyes, and she doesn't mean to despise the son."

    Not only blind, but stupid.

    Withdrawing the bandaged arm, Li Jingyun gritted his teeth: "You can go out."

    Slowly packed up the bottles and jars by the bed, Huayue raised her eyes and asked, "Where did the son buy?"

    "..." For a moment, Li Jingyun's arrogance disappeared, and he turned his head away with a guilty conscience.

    Hua Yue stared at him for a moment, her face suddenly darkened: "Young master?"

    "It's a long story, and it's not my fault." He said vaguely, "Something happened on the way back, and I didn't have time to go to Baolai Pavilion."

    "Young master agreed to a slave when he went out."

    "I'm going to buy it too, who would have thought..." Li Jingyun pouted, "If you don't want me to go out again tomorrow."

    “…”

    Kayue smirked and pointed at the carved door, then shook her head firmly.

    No way.

    Going out once is not enough, do you want to go out a second time? When what is she? Is it the waist card of the General's Mansion?

    "Young master is resting." She stood up and saluted, "The servant is waiting outside the door."

    "Eh..." What he was about to say, Yin Huayue quickly closed the door.

    "Boom" with some anger.

    Li Jingyun really wanted to pull her back and beat her, how could someone slap her face? Even if... even if he made a mistake first, there is no such arrogant servant as her.

    Isn’t it just a broken hairpin, when should I buy it or not?

     Lying down angrily, Li Jingyun looked at the bow on his arm with disgust, and was silent for a while, and finally decided to find someone to go to Baolai Pavilion tomorrow to let this grinning dog calm down.

    In the end, before he could move, Yin Huayue moved first.

    Eastern courtyard everyone knows that this young man has a serious wake-up spirit, no matter who calls him, he will be smashed. Huayue has always been sensitive, and she can dodge the hand pillows and pillows he threw. pendant.

    But this morning, Huayue did not hide.

    She took Li Jingyun's favorite Eight Horses, and quickly and accurately took the mahogany hand pillow.

    Turn around for a week and a half, full marks; landing posture, full marks; sincere smile, full marks.

    It's just a hole in the Eight Horses.

    Li Jingyun finally woke up, opened his eyes and almost passed out from anger.

    "What are you doing!"

    Hua Yue touched the Eight Horses with great pity, and when she heard the sound, she looked at him reproachfully: "What is the son doing?"

    "Me?"

    "This picture is the handwriting of Master Tang, and the general spent a lot of effort to buy it back for you. Quanjinghua is just like this one, in terms of fine brushwork and mounting, it is a treasure among treasures, how can you give it up smashed?"

    "I..."

    Li Jingyun was very puzzled: "Did I smash it?"

    Hua Yue looked at the few rough servants standing behind her, and the witnesses nodded: "It was the son who smashed it."

    "No matter how unhappy the young master is when he wakes up early, he can't smash it on the painting. It's a pity."

    Li Jingyun was confused for a moment, and his expression gradually became hideous: "Are you waiting for an opportunity to take revenge on me?"

    "Young Master." Hua Yue's eyes were full of disbelief, "How could you have such an idea, slaves serve masters with all their hearts, and naturally everything is the master of masters. If this painting is not the treasure of masters, slaves I wouldn't care so much."

    Her eyes were so sincere that Li Jingyun began to doubt herself, did she really think wrong?

    In the blink of an eye, he ate the breakfast she brought and stretched his stomach for half an hour.

    Li Jingyun was very happy.

    One mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, even one male and one female.

    There is no need to buy the hairpin, he and Yin Huayue will never die!

    In the spring, the sky is bright and the air is clear, and the flowers are in full bloom in the General's Mansion, but the eastern courtyard is filled with gunpowder smoke and the atmosphere is solemn.

    Hua Yue has more work to do, basically she is going in the direction of exhausting her, but she is not stupid. No, I can't let this grandpa see the joke even if I can't bear it.

    Li Jingyun was not to be outdone, and tossed her in different ways. In order to appear stylish, he also specially asked people to find masterpieces such as "Wei Liang Torture Collection" and "Former Wei Prison" for reference.

    The east courtyard, which was always cold and quiet, suddenly became lively.

    In a few days, Miss Han's birthday will arrive. According to reliable sources, Miss Han has returned to the mansion and has also handed an invitation to the General's mansion.

    Li Jingyun was lying in the courtyard with Erlang's legs crossed. After listening to the message, he spat out the orange seeds in his mouth and sneered: "No."

    "I'm not free."

    Qin Sheng wondered: "I haven't seen you for a long time to go to the training ground. It's been a few days, and the injury should be healed. What is your son busy with?"

    Looking sideways to a corner of the yard, Li Jingyun pouted very unhappily.

    Qin Sheng followed his gaze and saw Yin Zhangshi who was weeding with a bowl of water.

    "This...what is she doing?" Qin Sheng was puzzled, "Practice?"

    "Yinzhang's magic is unparalleled in the world, the bowl of water on his head can not spill even half a drop all day, what else do you need to practice?"

    Qin Sheng was full of admiration, and then asked curiously, "What would happen if it was spilled?"

    "It won't work." Li Jingyun chewed the orange and said, "Just go to the head office to get ten whips."

    Qin Sheng: “…”

    Li Jingyun looked left and right, very uncomfortable: "Do you have any way to fix her?"

    "Young Master, Yin Zhang is a female class, what do you care about her."

    "What is it? A girl?" Li Jingyun turned Qin Sheng's head in the direction of Yin Huayue, and said in disbelief, "Do you know what kind of monster she is? Put it in the training ground, then It's just a fall, swords and spears cannot penetrate, and the five poisons cannot invade."

    "What about..."

    As soon as his eyes rolled, Qin Sheng said righteously, "Young Master, this subordinate has a good idea."