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Chapter 11 Confrontation

"Qingshan has seen her mother." After Jiang Qingshan stood up and bowed, she slowly sat down and replied to Yang's words, "Look at what my mother said, how can I blame you as a junior? Isn't this a traitor for me?" Isn't it meant that I was ignorant? Jiang Qingshan also replied with a smile.

"It's good if you don't blame me." Yang looked at Jiang Qingshan with a very gratified look, "What are you girls doing? Why didn't you serve tea to the fifth young lady? How do I teach you how I usually do? Have you treated my words one by one?" Yang looked at the maid Equator as if she had just discovered it.

"Mrs. Fifth Young Master, please spare my life. I just rushed to inform the prince's wife. I forgot to serve you tea. Please spare my life. I will never dare to do it again next time." The maid who led Jiang Qingshan in quickly knelt in front of her and cried.

Jiang Qingshan was puzzled. What did she say? The maid came to her and knelt down and cried, making a fuss. She was disgusted with her in the morning.

Jiang Qingshan took a deep breath, calm and calm, and there was no need to be angry because of their tricks. Being angry was both hurtful and sad.

So she said gently, "Get up, I don't blame you." She didn't act like a lot, and she didn't even cry.

Yang thought to himself, I don’t know if Jiang Qingshan is cunning or really doesn’t care. She has been in contact with her for too short and doesn’t understand the personality of this woman, so I will observe and observe.

"Why don't you thank the fifth lady for your kindness." Yang shouted to the maid who was kneeling on the ground and didn't react.

"Mrs. Xie Wu's wife is kind, and Mrs. Xie Wu's wife is kind." The maid kept kowtowing.

Jiang Qingshan twitched, "Mother, please let her get up. She is your maid, what I say doesn't work." Who would do this for? When others saw it, they thought she was wrong with this maid.

Yang shouted the maid with a strange expression.

Jiang Qingshan smiled and said to Yang again: "My mother is too serious to them, which makes them kneel down at any time, which scares me. It doesn't matter whether this tea is drunk or not. I can drink it again when I go back to my yard, but the tea here should be delicious. I didn't have the chance to drink it this time." I haven't served me tea yet, and it's intentional. Don't disgust you, I can eat a bowl of rice less at noon.

Yang, who was preparing to drink with tea, was not right to drink, nor was he put it on.

Finally, he put down the teacup and said, "It's good, this is still a tribute. The emperor loves the people. He gave your grandfather two boxes, and your grandfather gave us some in each room." He also looked unkind and said to the maid next to him, "Why don't you give tea to the fifth young lady quickly? Why are you standing there?"

"No, mother, you'd better keep it for yourself. How can I compete with you? Besides, I've drunk such a good tea. Thinking that my husband likes to drink tea and has never drunk such a good tea, I feel very sorry, so I won't drink it any more." Jiang Qingshan interrupted her before the maid served tea, looking at the tea cup on Yang's table.

It looks like I really want to drink but can’t.

"It's okay, I have some here. Since Yu'er likes to drink, I'll ask the maid to pack it for you and go back to soak it." Jiang didn't know if he was really stupid or pretending.

"Really, Mother, thank you." Still silly.

"By the way, mother, is there anything wrong with you calling me over?"

"I heard from the kitchen manager that you asked them to add food to your yard." Last night, my nanny said that the dishes in the bamboo yard were richer than hers. She called the kitchen manager to ask, and then she realized that it was made by Jiang.
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