Butler Mao sneered angrily: "You are all working under our young master now! What is your attitude?"
Zhao Liya was stunned.
Seeing this, Butler Mao seemed to have caught her, and snorted proudly: "I tell you, things are different now. Since you are all working under our young master, you must be obedient! Otherwise -"
Otherwise, what? Butler Mao wanted to threaten him severely, but he got stuck.
After all, the Zhao family is not servants of the Mao family, and the Zhao family didn't ask for any reward for doing this, so it seems a bit difficult to threaten them.
An idea flashed through his mind and he came up with an idea: "If you don't do your job honestly and obediently, don't even think about doing this job again!"
What does the Zhao family seek? A name!
What they want to do is win over people's hearts! In this case, they are naturally reluctant to quit.
Sure enough, Zhao Liya's face changed slightly when she heard this, and her tone became a bit softer: "Butler Mao, don't be too difficult. Everything must be discussed carefully, right?"
Butler Mao thought he had the fate of the Zhao family in his hands. He was elated and proud, and became more and more arrogant: "Isn't this a good discussion? I am easy to talk to. If I annoy our young master, huh, I won't be as good as you."
Eat the fruit!”
"Butler Mao——"
"Why are you still hanging around? Why don't you hurry up and get ready! This is a big event, and it's also the first time our young master has appeared in front of everyone. The cards must not be bad. If you don't go, it will be too late."
Hu Ling, Lin Mo and others all glared, "You——"
"Let's go!"
Zhao Liya couldn't help but interrupt Hu Ling's angry words, "Butler Mao, go over there and wait. We'll be there soon."
Butler Mao snorted, as proud as a winning rooster: "Hurry up, don't delay!"
"We'll be there soon!"
Butler Mao was finally satisfied. He glanced at Hu Ling, who was patient but dared not speak out, and went away triumphantly.
Fight with him? Fight with the Mao family? Oh, doesn’t this finally capture their weakness?
Let’s just say that my young master is the direct brother-in-law of the county prince. Can others compare to him?
Fighting with my own young master, huh!
As soon as Butler Mao left, Hu Ling shook his fist in the air angrily, "I'm so angry! Why did Aya agree to him? This person is too much!"
"That's right," Yu Xiaofang said angrily, "do you want me to give them some medicine?"
Lin Mo's eyes flashed and he smiled: "Are you guys overreacting a little? Maybe Aya has other ideas?"
Qu Yutao smiled and said: "I said the same, my cousin must have an idea."
Zhao Liya hummed: "My father is right, the county magistrate is worried, but he is a little too petty."
Can her father, who is still labeled as a fugitive, do anything detrimental to the county magistrate? Her father is a scholar, is it possible that he can transform into a ruthless bandit, deceive people, occupy the mountain and become the king?
"Since someone wants to pick peaches, let him pick them."
It just depends on whether he can hold it off or not.
Zhao Liya and the others quickly went over there and followed Butler Mao's instructions for various cleaning arrangements.
Butler Mao is bossing around, doing this and that and making many demands.
As long as Zhao Liya and others show a little bit of dissatisfaction and impatience, and can't help but argue with him for a few words, he will say something back: If you don't obey the command, then don't get involved in this matter!
No matter how hard you try, it never works.
Butler Mao was so happy to see them swallowing their anger.
When all the villagers arrived in the village, Butler Mao shouted to everyone to find a place to stand - they definitely couldn't sit down. What are these mud-legged people? The young master was willing to give them a lecture, which was the result of eight lifetimes of savings.
Of course, you have to stand respectfully and listen to the blessing. Do you still want to sit down?
Haha, are they worthy?
The villagers couldn't help complaining and complaining, what's going on? Why can't anyone even sit down?
It was obviously not like this last time.
Hu Ling, Lin Mo calmly persuaded Butler Mao to leave, saying that he would definitely make a deal with the villagers and let the villagers do what he said.
If this man continues to be so arrogant and shouting, the villagers will definitely quarrel with him when they get angry, and maybe even take action. Then their plan will be ruined.
Butler Mao was just a bully. Lin Mo was "sharing the worries" for himself and trying to curry favor with him. He felt very useful and sneered like a gift: "In this case, hurry up and don't let those idiots ruin the young master's fun."
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If it hadn't been for the county magistrate's order, could the young master have suffered such injustice?
You need to take care of these vulgar mud-legged people yourself!
Hu Ling wished he could punch him in the nose.
After many calls, Mao Dexing finally arrived.
Of course, he couldn't go to the scene as soon as he got off the carriage. Instead, he went to the flower hall that had been arranged by Butler Mao in advance, where he had to drink tea and rest. On such a hot day, the young master had to work hard from the city by carriage.
Come here, how difficult it is!
"Master, listen to this old slave."
Butler Mao excitedly told Mao Dexing everything about the morning, especially Zhao Liya and Hu Liya's speechless glorious deeds, which must be talked about even more.
Mao Dexing was surprised and happy, and couldn't help laughing happily!
"Okay, okay, that's great! You old man is of some use!"
"Serving the young master, this is the duty of an old slave, haha!"
"Hahahaha! Okay!"
Mao Dexing had suffered so much frustration and futility, but now his futility was gone and he felt refreshed!
Having had enough fun, Mao Dexing came on stage in full splendor.
What does Mao Dexing know? He is not seeking wealth for the villagers from his heart at all. He is looking for trouble to target the Zhao family.
Therefore, he did not look at the villagers below at all. His eyes were filled with condescending disdain and disdain. His tone was also condescending, as if giving alms.
Of course, if you say it out loud, it won't go anywhere.
Even if the villagers are not smart, who can't read people's eyes?
Who can’t tell whether the other person is kind or contemptuous?
No matter how awesome you, Mr. Mao, are, that's your business. No one has eaten your rice or taken any benefits from your family. Why should I be so angry with you?
Before he had even done anything, his five-person housekeeper, the old man, started shouting.
"If our young master hadn't spoken for you in front of the county magistrate, how would you want to be here today? Oh, there's no way!"
"You all have to listen to what the young master says! Don't forget that our young master is the leader!"
"Who is our young master? Who are you? It's your blessing that the young master is willing to take care of your affairs. Don't be a wolf with white eyes. You must know how to repay kindness!"