"After these few days of arrangements, my house has made room for you, so..."
Seeing Zhiqin's unspeakable expression, Su Ping suddenly realized.
I see.
There are only a few people in the Duke's mansion, so for such a big five-in residence, at least half of it is empty.
Any arrangements to free up vacant rooms are just excuses.
The real purpose should be to lower one's material living standards and make oneself feel uncomfortable so as to force oneself to submit.
How childish.
Su Ping shook his head and laughed. Just as he had the idea of returning home, he suddenly thought of another question and asked, "Can I take these books with me?"
"Hmm~"
Zhiqin blinked his big eyes and said, "It seems... you didn't say no?"
"...Is that so?"
Su Ping weighed it up, with a smile on his face: "Wait a moment, I will clean up."
Although the actions of the Duke's Office are disgusting, it is not enough to be hated.
They just didn't want mother and daughter to be separated, and they just happened to be in the crosshairs of the gun.
And didn't they say that any conditions can be negotiated? Although the attitude is still condescending, at least they understand that this is an embarrassment.
It’s okay if you don’t agree. There’s no point in getting angry with these books, right?
After a while, Su Ping put things in order.
In addition to some clothes, manuscripts, and books, Su Ping even collected a lot of pens, inks, papers, and inkstones from Shuxiangyuan.
Zhiqin and Zhihua saw this and not only had no intention of stopping it, they even helped to hold some books in their arms.
In this way, Su Ping followed the two girls all the way through the hanging flower gate, passed through the outer house, and came to the southernmost reverse house.
This place is not even an outhouse. The layout is from south to north, and is for the lowest servants to live in.
Su Ping's room is located in the west corner of the reverse room.
In terms of location alone, it is the most inferior place.
Not to mention, not far from this room, there is a row of huts for servants to defecate.
Just as Su Ping opened the door and walked in, a suffocating stench came in.
However, that's it.
In Su Ping's opinion, this room is not bad at all.
Although it is a private room, the area is not small at all.
There is a square table, two benches, and a solid wood Arhat bed against the east wall. The bed is complete with bedding and pillows. Next to it is a medium-sized bright cabinet with a slightly mottled bronze mirror inside.
There is also a small dressing table with a copper basin and facekerchief on the wooden stand next to it.
These utensils are very old and have accumulated dust, but they are obviously of high-quality models, and they are probably discarded from the nobles of the family.
"Master Su..." Zhiqin's face was full of apologies and she didn't know how to speak.
"Actually, this place has always been empty and no one wants to live there."
Zhihua was bolder in painting, and some were aggrieved by Su Ping.
"It's okay, I'm quite satisfied." Su Ping said with a smile.
These are not polite words.
Although Su Ping had expected that he would be assigned to the worst room, he never expected that... this worst room, which no servant would want to live in, was better than his own home.
No matter the quantity, type and grade of furniture or the space of the house, it is not comparable to the tiled house in Xiaohe Village.
this……
Not challenging at all, right?
Zhiqin and the other two didn't know about Su Ping's psychological activities, but they felt even more guilty, "Master Su, the daily meals will still be delivered, but we sisters... can't come to serve you..."
“Expected.”
Su Ping nodded and said with a smile: "Thank you both for taking care of me these days."
"Then... I'll take my leave first."
Zhiqin bit her lip, bowed with Zhihua and left.
Zhihua kept looking back, seeming a little reluctant to leave.
After the two left, Su Ping didn't waste any time and immediately started cleaning the room.
There is a broom outside the door and rags are also ready.
The only problem was that the well was a bit far away. After searching for a long time, Su Ping only found a wooden gourd with a gap in it, so he had no choice but to run back and forth.
After spending an hour, Su Ping finally cleaned the house to his satisfaction.
At this time, there was a roar of thunder and heavy rain fell.
Su Ping half-opened the window, taking advantage of the cool breeze to refresh himself, and then... started copying books again.
He had already made up his mind. While those people were still trying to convince him to marry into his wife, he would seize the opportunity to copy one more copy. If one day they gave up the idea, he might be kicked out.
Where can I get so many books then?
And just as Zhiqin said, when the time came, a boy brought a big white bowl over, put it on the threshold and left.
Half a bowl of rice, covered with some green vegetable leaves.
No need to ask, the servants of the Duke's Mansion all eat better than this.
But in this regard, Su Ping said: That's it?
I'm afraid you don't know how I got here in the past six months!
When we first traveled through time, it was the time when the Su family was most embarrassed.
Liu's burial expenses not only used up all the food reserves, but also included a jade pendant. At that time, not to mention white rice, vegetables and leaves were all good things.
But so what?
I haven't gotten through it yet, and I'm still alive and kicking now.
So Su Pingxin settled down here.
I even lived the most regular, simple, and peaceful life since time travel.
Get up at nine o'clock, go to the toilet, wash up, exercise, and then start copying books.
Have breakfast at chen time and copy books after eating.
Have lunch at noon and copy books after eating.
Have dinner at You hour and copy books after eating.
Finally went to bed at midnight.
The cycle begins over and over again.
What he didn't know was that the big shots in the Duke's mansion gathered together because of him again.
"This is the situation. Su Ping studies day and night and shows no sign of wavering."
Shen Yushu briefly described Su Ping's status in the past few days, and then said: "Tzuyu believes that this person is naturally arrogant and it is difficult to make him surrender by ordinary means. It is better to write to Grandpa and ask Grandpa to make a decision."
"Write a letter to the old man?"
Mrs. Zhao seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and turned to look at Mr. Zhang, her eyes as cold as daggers: "Is this what you mean?"
You have already spoken about recruiting a wife. What is your intention in writing a letter to the Duke at this time?
It would be too impatient to add insult to injury.
Shen Yushu could only bow his head, and Zhao's expression relaxed a little.
"Is that kid really not moved at all?"
Ms. Zhao still didn't quite believe it.
"Yes."
Shen Yushu nodded, "Ziyu is exhausted, no matter what the conditions, Su Ping will not waver."
"What a stupid person..." Ms. Zhao cursed.
"It seems that Second Sister-in-law's method is not very effective. If it doesn't work, just forget it."
After Mrs. Zhang finished speaking, she looked up at Mrs. Zhou, "If the elder sister-in-law is afraid that Xinlan will marry far away, the younger sister does have a house here. Although it is not big, it is in Taihefang, so why not give it to Su Ping?"
It’s also convenient for my sister-in-law to move around.”
"It seems that's the only way it can be."
Mrs. Zhou sighed and said: "As a sister-in-law, I can't ask for what you have for free. How about this, my sister-in-law gives you a shop with some fragrance in exchange."
A little fragrant?
A look of greed flashed in Zhao's eyes.
That was the most valuable rouge shop owned by the Zhou family. It was named Manyangjing. It is no exaggeration to say that the money was made every day.
Just trade it for a dead house?
Suddenly, Ms. Zhao looked at Ms. Zhang with jealousy in her eyes.
She knew that the house was indeed not far from the Duke's Mansion, but in terms of area and location, it was far inferior to the value of a little incense.
Why don’t I have such a house? I let Mrs. Zhang get such a big deal for nothing...
However, things did not develop as Zhao thought.
Mrs. Zhang turned her face serious and said unhappily: "Sister-in-law, you're out of town now. It's just a house on the left and right. It's a pity if it's empty. There's nothing we can do about changing it."
"Isn't this... bad?"
Zhou's face looked hesitant.
"Just think of me as your aunt and give Xinlan some kind of dowry."
Mrs. Zhang smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, please don't refuse."
"Then...okay, sister-in-law accepts your favor."
Mrs. Zhou finally nodded and said to Shen Xinlan: "Why don't you thank me quickly..."
"Wait a minute."
Mrs. Zhao was not willing to watch Ms. Zhang arrive first, so she immediately interrupted.
Everyone looked over in confusion.
Ms. Zhao: "Where are you now? You just give up?"
"What do you mean?" Zhang's heart moved.
Zhao ignored her, looked at Shen Yushu and asked, "I remember that Ziyu said that that boy aspires to take the imperial examination, right?"
"Yes." Shen Yushu nodded.
"Isn't Su Ping studying all day long? I think he came here to prepare for the imperial examination."
Mrs. Zhao once again said confidently: "Just confiscate those books and restrict his access. I don't believe he can still sit still."
"this……"
There was a look of hesitation on Zhou's face, "The previous method was already very inappropriate. If we do it again, it will really go against personal ethics."
"Where are these words?"
Mrs. Zhao looked surprised, "Su Ping is young and doesn't know how to behave. We are doing this for his own good, so why is it against personal ethics? Don't worry, sister-in-law, it's not too late for him to understand later and be grateful to us."
"This... seems reasonable."
Mr. Zhou was thoughtful.
Suddenly, Ms. Zhao glanced at Mr. Zhang with a smug expression.
However, Zhang's response almost made her spit out a mouthful of blood.