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"The old face was really lost by you two incompetent things."

In the post station in Bashu, Madam Qiao pointed at Changsheng and Ping'an's nose and scolded her.

The reason was that the young men in distress borrowed the carriage that was originally granted to the male servants, but problems occurred along the way and complained about Madam Qiao.

Madam Qiao felt that this incident was harmful to the face of the Qiao family, so she accused the two of them in the backyard of the inn.

Changsheng said a little aggrievedly: "Madam, you can't blame us either. We were always riding in the car with the convoy. But the new young men snatched our car and asked us to walk all the mountain roads. Look at our feet, and we have been blisters all the time."

After saying that, Changsheng pulled Ping'an off his shoes and raised his feet, and signaled to Madam Qiao to their exhausted big feet.

As soon as the heavy riding boots were taken off, a strong sour smell came from. Madam Qiao pinched her nose and scolded angrily: "What kind of style does a man show his feet to others at will? Quickly... put it on."

Changsheng and Ping'an smiled and put on their boots again.

"Madam Qiao, you also know that we are all men. Although we can do work in the mansion on weekdays, we have never suffered this crime."

“That’s it.”

Madam Qiao looked at the two people singing and talking, frowned in disgust and said, "Forget it, I'll go and ask the people at the post station to prepare two more carriages."

Madam Qiao left quickly, and the other servants poked their heads out and gave thumbs up at the two of them.

"It's amazing. It can actually make the team leader of the division go away on his own initiative."

"Take it, give it."

Changsheng became polite to the male servants, with a proud look on his face.

"But then again, those young men who were rescued by the lady seemed to have a meeting in the inn every day?"

"Tsk, Ning Zhiyuan, who is not the leader, has an inappropriate thought about the lady. When he heard that our lady likes elegance, he led a group of young men to play and sing."

"But who will do it? The previous one who dared to do this seemed to have been broken by Mrs. Qiao. Mr. Ning probably relied on Mrs. Qiao's distance to do this."

Liu Ruohuan, who was enjoying the cool breeze, suddenly became interested and asked them, "Have you ever had this before?"

"Of course there have been."

Seeing that there was someone here who didn't understand the interesting things back then, Ping An immediately changed into a mysterious expression and said, "Brother Goudan, you don't understand this. The lady's biological mother, Mrs. Qiao, is the second grandmother of the Qiao family, who is famous in the capital. She serves as the prefect in the Kyoto Prefecture. She looks so beautiful and dignified and virtuous."

Mrs. Qiao Liu Ruohuan had an impression that when Lishui Tower was in turmoil, he had seen a beautiful woman beside Qiao Jingrou, and she thought she was Mrs. Qiao himself.

"Mrs. Qiao's personality is also very good. All nobles in the capital have to sell her face. And under her clear governance of rewards and punishments, there has been no trouble under the emperor's feet in recent years. But don't look at Mrs. Qiao's gentleness and unsuspecting in dealing with things, as long as she touches the affairs of men and women around her, she will instantly become..."

For a moment, Ping An scratched his head, feeling that he didn't know what words to use to describe Mrs. Qiao's state of being furious.

“Loss of mind.”

After Changsheng added, Ping An immediately patted his head and said, "Yes, it's just a loss of reason... In previous years, the ladies had self-study various books in the deepest part of the clan, and rarely showed up outside. Later, one day, the students who separated the family held a poetry meeting at Liluo Academy. Some young master took the lead and secretly went to see the ladies. The wife knew that they had their legs discounted."

Changsheng also remembered this incident and said with lingering fear: "Yes, the leading young master of the branch family seems to have not been able to get out of bed for a month. Since then, the place where the lady lives has been regarded as a forbidden area. No one dares to go except Zixuan Platycodon."

"Ha, this is really strange."

As soon as Liu Ruohuan finished sighing, she was warned by Ping An.

"Although the lady asked you to drive a ox cart, don't have any bad thoughts. The lady is a good person and will not say anything, but if you wait for you to arrive at Qiao's Mansion, at least Mrs. Qiao must..."

There was a rush knock on the door outside the backyard door. Ping'an wanted to speak but stopped and shouted, "Who is it?"

"I am Zixuan. The lady sent a message to Li Goudan to go to her room."

For a moment, the backyard suddenly became quiet.

Liu Ruohuan became the most eye-catching one among the servants.

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Liu Ruohuan followed Zixuan step by step to the fourth floor of the inn.

Before he could fully climb up, he heard the voices of a man and a woman coming from the upstairs.

"…Miss said that she was happy to be quiet, and she was usually the main focus of Qing Xiu. Please ask Mr. Ning to retreat."

"I'm here, so why not let me meet Miss Qiao. Ning had heard that the young master of the Qiao family liked poetry, so he held a simple poetry and song party downstairs and asked Miss Qiao to kneel down to see her."

After just listening to a few words, Liu Ruohuan understood that Ning Zhiyuan was asking for a meeting with Qiao Jingrou.

And the scene in front of him is indeed the case. Ning Zhiyuan pressed Platycodon in front of the room, with an aggressive attitude, which seemed to be unwilling to leave without seeing Qiao Jingrou.

Kikyo pressed her body against the door, and her whole body was trembling under Ning Zhiyuan's figure, feeling pitiful.

Zi Xuan, who was standing beside him, frowned and quickly stepped forward and said, "Mr. Ning, the lady said that she would not see her. If you continue to pester her like this, you will probably defeat all the lady's previous favorable feelings for you."

When Ning Zhiyuan heard someone behind him, he turned around and said, "I have no other intention, I just want to see Miss Qiao..."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly stopped, looked at Liu Ruohuan with a strange look, and asked, "Isn't it the most rumored thing about Miss Qiao's side that shows men? How can this servant go up to the fourth floor?"

Zixuan was choking for a moment, and she didn't know why the lady had a sudden idea today and would ask her to go to the backyard to call this unknown little servant.

If this matter is spread, it may be a bad name for Miss Qiao and will also bring about the anger of Mrs. Qiao.

While Zixuan was still thinking about how to answer, she heard the male servant behind her laugh softly, and the laughter was full of disdain.

Liu Ruohuan used his left hand to push Zixuan's body away, stood in front of her and said slowly, "I am Miss Qiao who brought me a pair of friends. Are you interested in discussing it?"

Ning Zhiyuan looked carefully at the servant of the Qiao family in front of him and found that except for his white skin, his appearance was dull and did not seem to have read a book.

After reaching the conclusion of knowing people, he also smiled contemptuously, "You are worthy of talking about poetry with Miss Qiao? A common man who has never read a book may have heard of it and feels that he is knowledgeable, but he does not know that this is equivalent to a candle shaking a tree compared to a family that specializes in private schools."

Liu Ruohuan spread her hands, "Come on, Mr. Ning and the servants have similar views. I also think talking about elegance with people like you is equivalent to playing the piano for a cow."
Chapter completed!