Wen Xiaoyun chuckled in her heart, but kept her expression calm. She put the newly written manuscripts on the table into piles, picked them up, walked slowly to the little official, pushed him forward, and sighed.
He said in a loud voice: "Since we are here to collect documents, it will be easy to handle. All the documents have been sorted and copied. Please check it, two brothers."
Upon hearing this sentence, the faces of the two middle-aged handymen immediately turned green.
They looked at each other in disbelief and paused for three seconds, unable to believe that Wen Xiaoyun could really finish the job.
That's not what Hu Xingfang told them.
Three seconds later, the middle-aged handyman on the left turned around, stared at the tall pile of papers with cloudy eyes, and asked, "Here, are these all copied?"
Wen Xiaoyun turned her head to reveal her face, her eyes curved into two cute little crescents, "If you two brothers suspect it's fake, you can definitely check it out."
The corner of the handyman's mouth twitched slightly, and although his hand trembled involuntarily, he still raised it and took out a book from the middle of the stack.
Wen Xiaoyun's eyebrows moved slightly, and the other party was clearly worried that she would deceive others.
I was afraid that she only wrote the top one and deliberately chose it from the middle.
The man opened the book and read page by page.
I saw that the handwriting inside was neat, regular and clear. As the pages were turned, the smell of fresh ink could be heard.
After flipping through this book, the man reluctantly pulled out another one from the bottom.
The records are equally clear and concise.
Wen Xiaoyun expressed no opinion on this.
She arranged these notebooks in the order of the timeline. Therefore, the fonts in the first one were the least neat and the least beautiful. In the later ones, her writing became smoother and smoother, and the handwriting became more and more beautiful.
If the other party is really not so suspicious, just start reading from the first book and maybe you can find some of her shortcomings.
Seeing that the man was worried about taking out the third book, Wen Xiaoyun didn't want to waste any more time with him. He pushed all the books forward and put them all into his arms, "Then please ask the two brothers to do it for you.
Give it to Hu Xingfang."
The handyman couldn't help but stepped back half a step while holding the swaying pile of books, and almost fell down. Fortunately, his companions quickly stepped forward to support his lower back, and he managed to stand still.
Wen Xiaoyun seemed to have not noticed this at all. He patted the dust on his body and said nonchalantly, "By the way, there is one more thing that I am a little unclear about. Hu Xingfang said before that he asked me to go to the widow's house.
Arrange the documents?" At this point, she suddenly raised her head, and without waiting for the other party to reply, her dagger-like gaze was directed at them coldly, "Where should I go to organize the documents? I don't have any objections, and I don't dare to have any objections. There is only one thing,
When I was serving as a subordinate of the execution room in Yanzhou Prefecture, although I had a lot of cooperation with the widow's house, I was prohibited from interfering in the house's internal affairs.
What is happening here is not only the custom of the yamen, but also the prohibition of our "Fengming Law". Logically speaking, everyone in the yamen should know this. So I have to ask, is Hu Xingfang really going to be sent to build a house for the widows?
Organize paperwork?"
Suddenly hearing this fatal question, the two handymen's faces turned completely pale.
The handyman holding the stack of books stuttered, "Ah...this...this..."
The man next to him was smarter after all. He quickly took half of the book from his companion's arms and pretended to be calm and said in a cold voice: "What are you talking about? Haven't you finished copying all the documents now? Is there anything else?"
It’s time for the kitchen to start serving dinner now. You, a newcomer, don’t dare to go in, so why are you following Rory’s nagging? Go and eat!”
Wen Xiaoyun glanced sideways at them, and symbolically cupped his hands, "That's exactly what my brother said. In this case, I will take the first step."
After saying that, she turned back and lifted up the hem of her gown, put one hand behind her back, and strode away in awe.
Although the two handymen were successfully dealt with here, Wen Xiaoyun was not in a relaxed mood.
When she came to Qian'er, Yinnuo probably only gave her a place in the kitchen. As she walked, she was thinking about how to solve the accommodation problem.
In short, there is one thing that cannot be compromised, that is, she must not fulfill Hu Dongcai's wish and live in the servant house full of Hu family informants.
One is the limitation of being a daughter, and the other is that she must not live under the knife-edge of others. If the other party has any evil intentions, it will be too easy to deal with her, a novice with no fighting ability at all.
But now that even Yinnuo has been thrown into a dormitory with multiple people, what can she do?
Thinking of this, Wen Xiaoyun, who had been tired for a long time and had nothing to eat in her stomach, suddenly felt dizzy.
Just as the world in front of her was slowly spinning, a big hand suddenly came from behind and grabbed her wrist.
Wen Xiaoyun was startled, turned around suddenly, and saw that face that was so familiar to her.