klisemfg Chapter 408: The Master Shamelessly Plots against the Servant
Chapter 408: The Master Shamelessly Plots against the Servant
The dining table in front of the emperor and empress was filled with delicious food. The couple sat side by side and ate in a warm and harmonious atmosphere.
The situation at Marquis Qinxing’s Mansion is different.
Leng Xian listened to the gurgling sound of his intestines, and finally waited for the porridge, pickles and steamed buns to come again.
It’s just that the porridge is thinner, the steamed buns are smaller, and there are fewer pickles!
Leng Xian looked at the tray in front of him and sat there for a moment.
Then he slowly waved his hand, signaling Zhongshun to leave.
Leng Xian couldn't stand the hunger anymore and picked up the chopsticks woodenly.
In the past, dining was a pleasure;
Now... just to fill my stomach.
Although the food is bland, it’s better than nothing!
It didn't take long before the dishes were clean.
Leng Xianzhong moved himself back to the bed and sat down.
Peng Lu’s bed is more comfortable and cleaner than Zhongshun’s.
Leng Xian glanced at the room in front of him. Compared with Zhongshun's small house, it was much more spacious and had more complete furniture and supplies.
For a moment, Leng Xian actually felt a sense of satisfaction.
It was just a moment.
I think of the spacious and bright house of the past;
Thinking of the good life in the past;
Thinking back to the high bed and soft pillows of the past...
Leng Xian's heart fell into sadness again.
Leng Xian just sat on the bed, his mind wandering and his mind disturbed;
Sometimes my brain went blank and my eyes were blank...
I don't know how long it took, but I heard footsteps coming closer and closer outside the house.
The door opened and Zhongshun walked in holding a cup of tea.
Coming to the bed, Zhongshun handed over the teacup and said, "My Lord, please have a cup of tea!"
As Zhongshun started talking, Leng Xian seemed to smell the aroma of meat buns.
Leng Xian turned his head and stared at Zhongshun.
Zhongshun felt a little frightened by being stared at;
At the same time, it's a bit weird...
He didn't know why the Marquis looked at him so strangely!
So inexplicable!
Then, Zhongshun held the teacup in his hand forward again and said, "My Lord, please have a cup of tea first!"
That’s right, it’s indeed the smell of meat buns!
Cold and clear.
Well, this boy Zhongshun actually watched his master drinking porridge and eating pickles here;
He was a servant, but he actually sneaked out of the house to eat meat buns!
Leng Xian didn't say anything, nor did he take the teacup. He just stared at Zhongshun.
Zhongshun blinked his eyes and touched his face with one hand...
"My Lord, is there something dirty on my face?"
Leng Xian didn't answer, and he couldn't answer.
He couldn't just say... that he smelled the aroma of meat buns...
Leng Xian thought, he is a marquis, but he eats only porridge and pickles every day...
But slaves can afford meat buns...
Where is the law of heaven!
Leng Xian wanted to ask... but couldn't open his mouth.
Silently retracting his gaze, Leng Xian took the teacup, opened the lid, put it to his lips, blew gently, and took a sip.
It’s still the tea I like to drink every day, but... why does it taste wrong when I drink it now?
Of course it doesn’t taste right!
On weekdays, every meal is filled with delicacies from land and sea, fatty and sweet...
After a meal, a cup of good tea is a pleasant and delicious drink.
But now, I eat steamed buns and pickled vegetables, and drink a bellyful of watery soup...
Now I drink a cup of hot tea, but I just feel a little heartburn and can't taste the tea at all!
After taking only two sips, Leng Xian handed the teacup back to Zhongshun.
"You can leave first. I want to sleep for a while." Leng Xian said.
"Yes, sir, I'll take my leave."
Zhongshun complied and took the teacup.
There's another smell of meat buns.
Zhongshun took two steps back and turned to leave.
Zhongshun didn't know that behind him, there were two pairs of angry eyes staring at him because of the meat buns.
Leng Xian moved and lay down on the bed.
As he lay down, Leng Xian seemed to be able to feel... the porridge water that he drank in his stomach swirling around...
He closed his eyes in annoyance.
Suddenly, my eyes opened again...
Yes, the servants in the mansion...
They can buy meat buns secretly... they must have money in their hands...
There are so many servants in the palace, and they receive monthly wages...
The government provides them with food and clothing, so they shouldn't have much other expenses...
The monthly allowance...should have been saved, right?
Since we can’t sell the slaves right now, then… can we ask them to take out the monthly salary they have saved and temporarily provide it to the master in the mansion…
At worst... at worst, when we have money in the mansion... we can return it to them.
This...should work, right?
Leng Xian thought to himself, weighing the feasibility of this idea.
Leng Xian wanted to find Peng Lu and ask him to take a look at the account book so that he could calculate how many servants there were in this mansion.
How much is each servant's monthly salary?
You can also roughly calculate how much silver you have available for use.
But as soon as this thought came to his mind, Leng Xian remembered that Peng Lu was not there and had already left.
Also, the accounting office was robbed before, so the account books were naturally lost as well.
Leng Xian closed his eyes in frustration.
However, Leng Xian did not give up the idea of taking money from the pockets of the servants in the mansion.
Leng Xian thought that he would take a short nap to relieve his fatigue, and after waking up, he would order someone to find Yin.
Since Yin is going to be the mistress of the Marquis Qinxing's Mansion, isn't it only natural that this matter should be handled by the mistress?
Thinking of this, Leng Xian turned over, faced the bed and gradually fell asleep.
Leng Xian had just fallen asleep when he was awakened by a knock on the door!