"Mother Gong, you know who you are, right? If I trust you, you are the steward of this inner courtyard. If I don't trust you, you are nothing. If you don't believe us, why don't we give it a try?"

Aunt Gong has been following Yuan Wense for several years, but she has never noticed that this master speaks with such force.

"I don't dare. I only care about the house and you."

"Do you know what I hate most? What I hate most is that other people talk about me all day long. In fact, it is not for your own ambitions and goals."

"I don't dare!"

Yuan Wense stopped talking nonsense with her and said, "Rong Yang."

A thunderbolt from the blue blew up the palace lady beyond recognition. She was so frightened that her legs weakened and she knelt down, "No, no, I will never dare to do it again."

Yuan Wense calmly analyzed it for her, "In my opinion, you are you, and you are a blessing. He will eventually rise to a higher level in the future. It would be more suitable for you to go back and take care of the backyard for him than to stay here with me.

You two can't control everything in the front yard and the back yard, right? You or your son should make your own choice."

Grandma Gong's expression was extremely complicated.

This master, this master, has always known that she must have some tricks, but I have never seen her use them. After such a long time, she has become self-righteous.

But he didn't expect that the master was the master, and if he lifted him up casually, he would be struck by thunder and lightning, and what else could he do besides being defeated miserably.

"Scum! Old slave, thank you Fujin for your mercy!"

Yuan Wense's behavior this time was praised by both Jiu Fujin and Wu Fujin, as if he was acting like a big family member.

After Aunt Gong left, Xia Xin replaced her and became the new steward of the inner courtyard.

No one has ever given Yuan Wense any bad reputation. After all, Yuan Wense's reasons are all fair and aboveboard, so there is no need to worry even if it comes to Old Shi.

Yuan Wense can have many ways to make her leave, such as going through old accounts.

Needless to say, Grandma Gong must have been corrupted. She has managed Lao Shi Mansion alone for so many years, so it is impossible for her hands and feet to be clean.

But why make it so embarrassing?

She often looked at the account books, and even if there was anything there, nothing was too ugly.

In the Qing Dynasty, Kangxi allowed the Ministry of Internal Affairs to continue selling eggs to him for eight cents and ten cents. She was too careless, and instead she was stigmatized by the aristocracy.

Yuan Wense mentioned a new steward again. This steward was a Mongolian woman. Her name meant the sun. Everyone affectionately called her Grandma Ri.

Yuan Wense had no intention of using anyone to marry him, he just chose them coldly for more than two years, and he had some idea of ​​who could do it and who couldn't.

Lao Shi was quite amused: "There is Mr. Ri in the guest courtyard and Aunt Ri in the inner courtyard. It sounds like they are a family."

The original text gave him a blank look: "You are just joking about my father-in-law and my mother-in-law, Mr. Shi, you have gone too far!"

Lao Shi smiled in anger.

...

As soon as Grandma Gong left, the atmosphere in the inner and outer courtyards changed again.

There are no more people who send needles and threads to Li Gege and late-night snacks to Qigele Abyss.

"It's too soulless. The price of vegetables that used to cost 100 cents per catty has actually increased today. It is also said that the weather is cold and the price will increase after a while. There is not enough firewood in the house. A bundle of firewood now

It has already risen to a hundred cents, and charcoal is even more expensive, with one tael costing one tael of silver. Gege, if you don’t buy more, I’m afraid the price will rise again before the new year.”

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Happy New Year to everyone!
Chapter completed!