Enter Chang Xiangsi and help Jingzhai fight

I had a rare moment of leisure, so I kept telling them stories about the Monkey King, which they loved, thinking of how Xiao Hui and Xiao Wei helped me a lot. Xiao Hui wrote very quickly, and his quick hands did not stop him from thinking. He would ask questions without stopping. Xiao Wei had been practicing calligraphy recently, and she could recognize most of the characters even when leaning on the table.

"When the macaque heard Tathagata Buddha tell him his true form, he was terrified and jumped up and ran away--" I was talking about the exciting part when I heard two knocks on the door. I gave Xiao Hui a wink, and Xiao Hui turned around and turned into a big gray mouse, climbing up the pillar to the beam quietly.

"Who is it?"

"Lanxiang, it's me."

I hurriedly opened the door. Tu Shanjing had already washed up, swept away the mess of this morning, and restored his former noble appearance. He sniffed and stood at the door as if he had something to say.

"Young master, your presence has brought honor to our humble abode. Please come in. Xiaowei, serve tea." I invited him into the outer hall.

He sat down, picked up the paper on the table with wet ink, and asked, "Did you write this?"

I waved my hands repeatedly: "I have lost my memory. This character recognizes me but I don't recognize it. I asked... Xiaowei to write it for me."

Tu Shanjing smiled and praised, "The handwriting is quite good." Then he started reading from the beginning.

I felt a little guilty and dared not say anything.

He spent about a cup of tea looking at it, his expression so focused that he didn't even drink his tea. When he finished, he looked up at me standing next to him and asked, "Is there really such a magic trick in the world that can make the fake look real?"

How should I respond? I felt even more guilty, and sweat broke out on my forehead: "I am... stupid, I have never seen it, I only heard about it in my dreams."

He raised his eyebrows: "Oh? So you heard this play from the Snow Mountain Flying Fox?"

I scratched my neck and said, "Young Master, if you want to see a play, Lanxiang can adapt one. The name is... "The True and False Monkey King."

He gently placed the paper on the table and said with a smile, "Then I'm looking forward to it."

I saw that he had a nice smile, so I couldn't help but smile too. But he didn't say anything after that, and just sat there straight. I was a little confused, and my smile gradually disappeared.

In this somewhat awkward silence, he finally spoke: "I came here to tell you that Jingye assigned Senying to the small kitchen and Lanmei to the study. You used to have tasks in both places, but now that there is someone to share the work, you can be more flexible. Starting tomorrow, you can follow the mother-in-law and slowly learn other things again. In addition to writing books during the day, if I don't send you to the study in the afternoon, you can rest on your own and replace Jingye at night. She has been on duty these days, and starting tomorrow she will have to lead the newcomers to do things. Also, although they are also maids, they were arranged by the old lady, so you need to get along with them on weekdays."

I calculated that I had taken away some work and added some more work, and I had to work the night shift, which was even more tiring, so I sighed quietly: "Young Master, don't worry, Lanxiang will do her best and not cause any disputes."

He couldn't help but laugh: "You are so reluctant to listen to your best efforts."

I made a bitter face and forced a smile to him: "Studying is easy, I will try my best. But as for getting along with each other... I will try my best, but I don't know if Sister Lan Mei will try her best! She is always upset when she sees me, and she keeps throwing and pinching me. Although I don't use my fingers to write, the pain in my hands affects my thinking! My thinking affects my writing, and if I can't sell them, it will affect the Tushan family's business!"

Tu Shanjing stood up, and the corners of his folded cloud-like gauze clothes fluttered. He "floated" in front of me like a cloud or mist, and said firmly: "Don't worry about this. The maids in my room will not let outsiders bully them."

I suspected that he had used some secret technique of the Fox Family on me. Otherwise, why could I only see his plump and slightly red lips opening and closing, and my ears kept echoing "In my room" "In my room"...

"... Xiang? Lan Xiang?"

"Girl, the master is calling you!" Xiao Wei grabbed my arm and shook it. I woke up as if from a dream, scratched my neck, and said, "Sorry, I'm still a little dazed from the wine I drank yesterday. What did you say just now, master?"

Tu Shanjing was probably a little shy because I was staring at him straight, his face turned red, he raised his hand and clenched his fist and coughed a few times, then said, "I mean, if you do a good job, I can take you with me when I go out to discuss business and deliver goods in a while."

Oh my! Isn't this a public-funded trip?! Although I can't work during the trip, I can escape from the eight hundred pairs of eyes staring at me in this mansion, look at the scenery I haven't tired of, and eat some snacks outside... It's worth it!

I smiled happily: "Yes, yes, yes! Lanxiang will do her best and live up to the young master's trust!"

He pointed at me with his slender fingers and said with a smile, "This time it comes from the bottom of my heart!" After that, he flicked his sleeves and went out.

After he went back, it took me a lot of effort to come back to my senses and call Xiaohui down from the beam.

Xiao Hui asked me excitedly: "Girl, that is the second young master of Tushan in Qingqiu?"

I said "Huh" and asked, "Yes, but haven't you seen him?"

Xiao Hui clapped his hands and said, "Sometimes when he passed by the room, I would hide and not even dare to breathe, for fear of being discovered. This time when he came into the room, I could see clearly that he was really a handsome man, and his reputation was well-deserved. No wonder the sisters outside were looking forward to meeting him and catching a glimpse of his elegance!"

I was very pleased to hear this. This kid knows what's good, knows what's good! The sisters outside also know what's good! Touching Xiao Hui's face, he smiled and said, "That's it! Our young master's demeanor is well-known in the Great Wilderness. No prince or young master can match him!"

Xiao Hui opened his dark eyes and said, "Then I will also work hard and learn from you!" Then he took the pen and continued to write the book. He and I wrote until the evening and even forgot to eat. Xiao Wei complained that she was hungry and I realized that it was past the time. I could only go to the small kitchen to try my luck and see if there was anything to eat.

As soon as I went out, I ran into Jingui who was picking fallen flowers. When she saw me coming out, she said, "Miss Lanxiang, you are out. I didn't see you eat dinner last night. I wanted to call you, but Miss Lanmei wouldn't let me. She said you had some private work to do and I didn't want to disturb you for fear of delaying your progress."

I sneered in my heart, you are such a sour blueberry! The young master just told you, and you are sick. You are not disgusting, right? Wait until I see you make a mistake in the future!

I waved my hand and said, "It's okay. I'll go to the kitchen to see if there's anything to eat. You don't have to listen to her in the future. Just call me if you need anything."

Jingui was a little panicked. She replied, "Yes, I'm hungry," and left in a hurry.

As I walked into the courtyard door of the small kitchen, I heard someone crying in the house. I couldn't help but walk forward quickly, and saw Mori Ying with tears in her eyes, fanning herself with a fan while her face was covered with black smoke, and two tears flowed down, leaving two white marks.

Seeing me come in, she quickly wiped her colorful face with her colorful hands, stood up and said timidly: "Sen Ying greets Miss Lan Xiang."

Seeing her crying pitifully, I couldn't help but ask, "Sen Ying, why are you crying here? Did anyone bully you?"

Sen Ying said shyly: "No one bullied me, it's just..."

"Just what?"

"It's just that Sen Ying is stupid. She was supposed to play the piano and listen to music for Aunt Zhao. She has never done any kitchen work. Today, she broke the bowl again. Granny Chen scolded me and punished me to keep watch. I, I feel sad..."