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Chapter Thirty-Two: Giving Plaques, Bewitching (4)

"master."

After Lu Jishou opened the door, he glanced at his father.

"What's the matter?" Lu Zhengfu asked while peeling an orange.

Lu Jishou entered the room and said with a smile: "My son wants to go to Taizhou and meet Mr. Chen."

Mr. Lu pinched the orange peel and looked up at him: "What are you thinking? Tell me clearly."

"I just thought that Chen Gongzhou was kind to my family, and I wanted to pay him a visit in person to show that the Lu family values ​​​​their affection and righteousness." Ji Shou did not dare to tell the whole story about Leng Ping, so he made up a lie at will.

"That's true. But you have to be honest with me when you get there and don't cause any trouble."

"I obey my father's orders." Lu Jishou knelt down and said.



Since Zhuo Lengping returned to the Chen Mansion, although he was as respectful as ever and still took care of the dirty work, he still made the housekeeper and the old servant extremely afraid and uneasy. This was just because he was afraid that she would

Being trusted by Comrade Chen and acting recklessly, he only ruined their face.

Although Zhuo Lengping had survived through hard times, she was also a cautious character. She was only afraid that Chen Tongpao would abandon her and left her, so she did not want to enjoy wealth and wealth. However, as the days became calmer, she became more nervous. Therefore, she became more and more nervous.

, I would often glance at County Magistrate Chen in the mansion to see what he was doing, and I would carefully consider even his insignificant glance for half an hour without neglecting anything.

At first, Tongpao Chen even talked to her for a few words, just to discuss official matters; but later he simply calmed down and said nothing. As a result, these days have become very difficult for Leng Ping. After all, who

I don’t know what kind of stormy waves are dormant in this sea.

It was already October, and the coolness of the autumn wind inevitably turned into a biting cold. It happened to be that the wind was blowing hard again today, and a lot of dead branches and leaves were blown in the house overnight. I just fell asleep in the cold screen. When I saw this scene, I had to take a

Pick up the broom and sweep along the stone path step by step.

When I swept to the door, I saw the old servant setting up a bamboo broom and sitting on the steps from a distance, staring arrogantly, crossing his legs, and directing the servants working beside him.

Leng Ping grabbed the broom in his hand, walked over, and smiled at him: "How come you got up so early?"

"Oh," the old servant suddenly changed his face and stood up quickly, "Miss Zhu, you can just ask these lowly servants to take care of things. Why do you have to work so hard?" He said with cupped hands.

Leng Ping took two steps back in panic, bowed and said, "I am just a maid. You have worked hard and are old. You can just sit here and rest. Ask me to wait for the cleaning."

"My body and bones are aching, but Mr. Chen is still standing outside the door. I can't do it if I don't try my best! Alas..." The old servant looked at the door, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Leng Ping followed his gaze and saw a gap in the middle of the door. He vaguely saw Tongpao Chen chatting with someone. He stretched out his hand to take something and put it in his sleeve. She was afraid it was something confidential.

, lowered his head quickly, pretending not to know.

After waiting for a long time, he heard the door creaking suddenly, Leng Ping threw away the broom and knelt down towards the door.

"Chen...Mr. Chen."

Tongpao Chen strode in, and all the servants bowed down in obeisance. Only the old servant slowly knelt down on the ground with a look of surprise.

"If you are busy, there is no need for red tape," he said.

"You..." The old slave raised his head, trying his best to understand his master's thoughts.

Chen Tongpao rolled his eyes slightly and smiled: "The prefect sent someone from Jiangdu and gave me ten taels of silver. He said that we had a very happy conversation at that time. Later, he heard about the good governance in Taizhou, so he funded it.

, to show praise.”

As he spoke, he took out a letter from his sleeve, took out a note of ten taels of silver, and handed it to the old slave: "Your hard work has paid off, take it."

Everyone's attention quickly shifted to the old slave.

The old servant was trembling: "As the saying goes, 'No reward for no merit', how can a villain accept this money? It's better for you to keep it yourself."

Tongpao Chen laughed a few times, collected the tickets, and walked through the crowd.

Leng Ping saw that he was getting further away, so he got up and grabbed the broom.

"Miss Zhu, you have to come over."

As soon as he said this, the broom accidentally slipped from Leng Ping's hand and hit the threshold with a crisp sound.

"yes."

Leng Ping followed his colleague across the threshold of the main hall, saw him walking around the screen wall, and said slowly: "I want to renovate this place, and I would like to discuss it with you, Miss Zhu."

Leng Ping didn't know what he meant, so he smiled slightly and said: "This matter is only for adults to handle. Why discuss it with the little girl."

"You came with me on an errand. As you gain more experience, you must have some insights. It's okay to talk about it." Chen Tongpao walked to the middle of the wide hall behind the main hall, stared at the beams in the sky, and said.

"This place is specially used for entertaining guests. In order to save convenience, we built this hall behind the main hall. I don't think there is anything wrong with it. However, after all, family affairs are discussed in the hall, which is a serious place. People should not be allowed to come in or get close.

, This is in line with the rules." Chen Tongpao said.

He pointed to the two rooms on the east and west side: "The two sides of this room are connected to the study room. You see, it's just separated by a curtain."

"So I think..." He suddenly stopped and turned to look at Leng Ping.

"So you want to build a wall here without a hall." She quickly took over the conversation.

"Smart, smart..." Tongpao Chen chuckled sinisterly and leaned against the window, as if looking at the scenery outside the house as if nothing had happened.

As soon as Leng Ping heard his laughter, her whole body seemed to freeze and she shivered violently. Her eyes began to glance at him involuntarily.

What does this imply?

Leng Ping thought silently.

Whether that stern figure blending with the sunshine was good or evil blurred Leng Ping's heart into a ball.

She couldn't hold it any longer, so she smiled tentatively and said: "This way, the main hall is only separated by two study rooms, so it doesn't hinder the decorum. That's fine."

"No," Tongpao Chen shook his head firmly, "the place where the secrets are being discussed can only have a front entrance to prevent anyone from eavesdropping secretly and causing trouble."

"No..." Leng Ping was about to reply, but suddenly at that moment, her smile dimmed, and there seemed to be a burst of lightning and thunder in her mind; she was stunned, staring at Old Yuan without blinking, looking at him in surprise.

Wearing Chen Tongpao.

But he was leaning on the window sill calmly, pretending everything was calm.

"What's wrong?" Chen Tongpao asked in confusion.

"...It's okay, I just follow your wishes."

"In that case, you should just take a rest," he closed the window and smiled at her: "This is also a great contribution you have made!"

After hearing this, Leng Ping just responded in a dazed manner, then forgot about the etiquette of master and servant, and hurriedly retreated to the door.

"Also, let the housekeeper know and ask him to call Craftsman Xu over tomorrow."

"yes."

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