Xihua was carried back to the lower room by several servants. She was lying on the bed and felt sleepy. She was originally from a scholar's family, and her family was quite wealthy. Unexpectedly, after a plague, her parents and brothers died one after another, and the tribe devoured her family's wealth.
property, and conspired to sell her to the villa, almost forcing her to commit suicide.
Although his life experience was miserable and he was mentally tortured, he never suffered much. He was a pampered child born in a small family. How could he have ever suffered such pain? He lay in a daze until it was completely dark before he woke up. All he felt was that his buttocks and legs
It hurt like a burning fire, and the slightest movement felt like a needle pricking me.
The room was dark, there was no light yet, and she didn't know what time it was. She forced herself to lie on her side, feeling thirsty in her throat. She propped herself up and touched the low cabinet beside the bed - everything was empty.
No.
She is usually the "popular person" of the villa. Not only is she almost a "student" in front of Zhao Yingong, but she is also the number one figure in Cihui Hall, and she is in charge of the children's studies. She is something that everyone in the villa is afraid of.
She is a "real power" person. In addition, she has a strong personality, an arrogant heart, and no room for disgrace in her eyes. She easily embarrasses others. Therefore, although she has done a lot of good things for the public on weekdays, her popularity in the villa is average. This time she was beaten.
, while there are many people who are willing and few who are distressed, there will be no one to visit, let alone someone to bring tea and water.
The moonlight outside the window was very bright, illuminating the square tiles in front of the window with white flowers. Xihua's nose felt sore and he couldn't help but shed tears. He took out a handkerchief from under the pillow to wipe his tears. Suddenly, the door rang, opened gently, and then
It was Fenghua. She poked her head in, took a look, and made a "silence" gesture to Xihua. Then she walked in quietly. She first closed the curtain on the window, and then fumbled from her pocket.
He took out a pack of matches, rubbed them, and lit the candlestick on the table.
"Sister Fenghua!"
"Shh..." Fenghua put his finger on his lips, put a basket in his hand on the table, and took out a few porcelain bottles, "Don't move while you lie down, I will apply medicine to you."
"Thank you, sister." Xihua didn't dare to say anything for fear of letting out her voice, so she just buried her face on the pillow. Tears were already streaming down her face. She had a lot of contact with Fenghua on weekdays and had very few personal relationships. Fenghua was in Zhao Yingong's house.
Among the "side servants", the appearance is the most ordinary, but he is a naturalized citizen from Lingao. He is also the oldest and is one of the people Zhao Yingong trusts the most. Xihua used to think that this girl with average appearance and knowledge could actually win the title of the master.
She has always been resentful of such trust, so she has always had a lukewarm attitude towards Fenghua. In addition, Fenghua is a generous person and has high popularity and prestige in the villa. This makes Xihua, who has always had a high self-esteem, gradually become alienated from her.
I didn't expect that she would come to take care of him. I couldn't help but feel warm and a little ashamed.
Fenghua applied the medicine and poured a bowl of concoction from the thermos bottle in the basket for her to drink. The concoction was slightly bitter but not unpleasant to drink. After drinking it, her originally hot body suddenly felt cool, and even her buttocks felt cool.
The stinging pain has also been reduced a lot.
"This is the medicine I bought from Lingao. The master specially asked me to get it for you." Fenghua said in a low voice.
"Um……"
Fenghua covered her body with a quilt and walked gently to the door. He opened the door and waved. A figure flashed in. When Xihua saw that it looked like a man, he almost screamed. Suddenly he found that the person who came was actually a man.
It's Zhao Yingong!
"master--"
Zhao Yingong nodded. Fenghua had already brought a stool over, and Zhao Yingong sat down in front of the bed.
"I'm here to see you. Don't move. Just lie down. Does it hurt?" Zhao Yingong saw that she was about to straighten up and held her arm down with one hand.
Xihua is such a smart person. The master visited her at night and came to visit her personally. She knew that there must be a reason for her attack today. However, she was angry that she was clearly "petitioning for the people" and told herself that "education is the foundation."
"Teaching and educating people is a century-old strategy" is also the master, but he was punished in public for this - the physical pain was still bearable, but the humiliation she suffered made it difficult for her to let go.
With such a mood, his words were naturally not gentle: "It is natural for a master to beat a slave, even if he beats him to death, he should do it. The slave dare not cry out for pain, because he deserves it!"
Just as Feng Hua was about to scold him, Zhao Yingong shook his head and said, "What happened today was originally done to you. You are such a smart person, you will never fail to understand."
"Yes, I understand." Xihua said in a low voice.
"As for the workers in the silk factory you mentioned, I have told the steward: starting from tomorrow, the operation will be changed to three shifts, with one break every hour. In addition, working meals have also been increased."
"..." Xihua's eyes widened, not knowing what the master meant. She always felt that the master was too cruel to the indentured slaves in the factory, and people would die in the factory sooner or later. That's why she came forward to argue in excitement. She didn't expect that the master would die.
He actually accepted it all at once.
"Humans are not grass and trees, how can they be ruthless? How could I not know that the silk reeling field is like hell?" Zhao Yingong smiled slightly, then hid his smile, "It is easy for people to have small benevolence and small righteousness, but it is difficult for people to have great benevolence and righteousness. It is rare that you can bear it.
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Even Xihua, who has always been arrogant and arrogant, did not dare to accept such comments: "The master's words are serious, and I cannot live up to my words."
"Why can't you be accepted?" Zhao Yingong said eloquently, "You are the first-class errand in the villa, and you have the first share of money and food. I trust you, sir. You are a respectable person among the servants. Reeling silk
There aren't any relatives or friends here - they are all people who have nothing to do with you. If you are willing to take risks and speak out for their welfare, how can you not be righteous?"
These words hit Xihua's heart. In fact, she didn't think so much when she first came out, but she was angry for a moment. Now that Zhao Yingong gave some advice, her originally vague feelings suddenly became clear and clear. For a moment, she just
I felt all kinds of emotions in my heart, and I cried loudly on the pillow.
Fenghua hurriedly came up to comfort and persuade her, and it took a while to stop her tears.
"It's all my slave's fault..." Xihua's eyes were filled with tears and he was about to get up again.
Zhao Yingong stopped her: "There's no need to admit your mistake. You're right. The matter at the silk reeling factory was originally a temporary measure." He smiled again, "Besides, if you hadn't made a fuss today, how could you win people's trust?"
Xihua was a little confused. When he heard what he said, he felt like a hole in his heart and asked, "Master, you want me to be a slave?"
"Clever! I originally wanted to tell you this first, so as not to make you feel uneasy. But now that you feel better, the play won't work."
"I understand, I understand. What do you want me to do?"
Zhao Yingong's expression became serious:
"You two are my closest friends, so it doesn't hurt to tell you now: someone is secretly planning to destroy Phoenix Villa."
These words had less of an impact on Fenghua - after all, she was a naturalized citizen in Lingao, so she knew the power of the Senate, and she also knew that she and the "chief" were going deep into enemy territory when they came to Hangzhou.
Since she is in enemy territory, she will fall into a life-and-death struggle at any time. But it is different for Xihua. She has deep feelings for Phoenix Villa - the girl who was originally going to fall into the dust, but under Zhao Yingong, not only
She turned around and watched the master gradually expand Hangzhou's industry from Wanbi Bookstore to such a scale. Especially when he established Cihuitang, how many people who were about to starve to death from last year to this year have survived. She
It is very clear to manage the general affairs in Cihuitang.
For people like Xihua, Phoenix Villa is almost like her home. When she heard that someone was going to destroy this place, she couldn't help but widen her eyes and asked eagerly:
"Master! Who is so cruel?"
"I don't know yet, so I want you to go find them. Are you willing?" He paused, "You are going deep into the tiger's den, and you may have a narrow escape. If you don't want to go, I will never blame you.
For you."
"My slave is willing!" Xihua said without hesitation, "I will tell my slave what to do."
"Okay." Zhao Yingong was deeply satisfied. He had read her correctly after all. "Don't be impatient. I'm afraid there is a traitor in this villa. Today you have received the family law, and naturally someone will come to seduce you. All you need to do is
Just let nature take its course.”
"Yes! This slave knows." Xihua responded, "What if no one comes?"
"Don't worry, someone will definitely come." Zhao Yingong smiled, "Only Fenghua and Zhao Tong know about this matter in the villa. If you have anything to do, just contact Fenghua, and she will tell you all the rest."
"So, her popularity in the villa is average?" Hao Yuan put down the investigation materials written by Gou Chengxuan in the book.
"That's right, insiders say that this Xihua usually has a high self-esteem and a bad temper. All the managers in the villa, big and small, will embarrass others on the spot if they don't go her way. There are many people who hate her, but...
This person is very strict in everything she does and follows the rules of the villa, making it hard for people to catch her. That makes her even more objectionable."
"Oh?" Hao Yuan pondered for a moment, "You're talking about managers, but I'm asking about ordinary people, such as refugees, slaves, and female workers."
"She doesn't interact with them much on weekdays, and people below her think she has an arrogant temper. But she is fair, considerate of the people below, and willing to speak up for others, which is quite prestigious." Gou Chengxuan said, "This time she was moved by Zhao Tuzi.
The family law is to stand up for the female workers at the silk reeling field. According to insiders, this matter does not seem to be a fake-she said many days ago that she would report the matter to Zhao Tuzi."
"It seems that this woman really has a bit of a chivalrous heart." Hao Yuan did not comment on whether she was lying. He looked up at the low ceiling for a while, then asked, "Did anyone go see her afterwards? Zhao Yingong said to her
What to do next?”
"I heard that Fenghua went to see her and gave her some sore medicine - that's what it should be. Zhao Baldy has nothing new to do. The news from the steward's office only said that she should rest for a few days."
Hao Yuan nodded: "Listen, this is what we will do next..." (To be continued...)