All Red Mansions want to attack me [Red Mansion]

Mu Shu, the servant of the household department, is nineteen years old, with outstanding appearance and beautiful appearance, and he was born in a scholarly family in Jinling.He was able to recite a hundred books since he was a child, recite a hundred-character prose at the age of three, read the Book of Songs at the age of five, and recite the Four Books and Five Classics backwards at the age of seven, so he is a prodigy known to everyone in the local area.

When he was old enough to enter a private school, it was even more serious. Because of his outstanding talents, even the masters in the academy sighed from time to time that they had nothing to teach, so they passed the exams when they were ten years old.

Since then, he won three consecutive years, and Shenghe was awarded the second place in the third year, and he was the head of the household department.Now that he has become a fourth-rank servant, who would say that he has a bright future when he sees him?

...just a little.

Most talented literati have some bad habits.

Mr. Minister's bad habit is persistence.

"Persistence?" Baoyu couldn't help being surprised when Hao Yao told him this passage, "Isn't this a good thing?"

Isn't perseverance and perseverance a noble quality praised by literati?

Hao Yao shook his head again and again: "How can he be obsessed with those things! He has enough brains, there is no need for him to work hard to read a few books. The obsession that brother Wei told you is for people."

Baoyu: ...

Wait, there seems to be something wrong with this statement.

Hao Yao tugged at his sleeve, looked left and right for no one, then whispered to him, "It's not someone else, but your master."

This sentence made Baoyu's face go numb, and his expression became strange for a while, his brows raised involuntarily, and he said in surprise: "You mean, he has taken a fancy to my master?"

"Where did you go!" Hao Yao couldn't help being speechless for a moment, he slapped him on the head angrily and amusedly, Fang said in a low voice, "It was Master Shi Lang who wanted to be a teacher under the name of the second master of the Zhang family when he was young. It's just that the second master of the Zhang family didn't want to accept apprentices at that time, and sent him back without even seeing him. Since then, the servant minister has become more and more persistent towards the second master of the Zhang family, and has come to his house every year to beg He took himself under the family, but he failed to enter the gate of Zhang's mansion every year. On the contrary, he himself was born outstanding, and attracted a few local hooligans, which made him furious once, and sent them all to the government. went."

"Originally, that's all. After all, he has already entered the imperial court, and the second master of the Zhang family is now teaching the princes. Seeing that he has no plans to accept apprentices. Mr. Shi Lang has calmed down a bit in the past few years, but... ...."

He didn't speak any more, but glanced secretly at Baoyu with his eyes, and the words he hesitated to speak in his eyes were already obvious.The corner of Baoyu's mouth twitched: "Master Piansheng rejected him mercilessly and accepted me as his apprentice, so why does he dislike me so much?"

This is also reasonable.Like Hao Yao, who grew up smoothly since he was a child, is the proud son of heaven, and is a truly talented person. He is somewhat proud and complacent in his heart. It is so easy for him to fall in love with a master. Several years of closed doors.In the end, that person accepted someone who was far inferior to him as his apprentice. Whoever put this matter on would make people feel uncomfortable.

Baoyu thinks that although he is not as understanding as elder brother Bao, he still has a kind of considerate warmth in his heart.Now that he knew the inside story, when he looked at Mr. Shi Lang again, he unconsciously imagined in his mind the scene when the other party was aggrieved and aggrieved in the shape of a white and tender bun, knocking on the door of Zhang's mansion and begging to enter. Apparently, the awkward Mr. Minister was too fussy.

It's a pity that he doesn't care about it, but the servant has no intention of letting him go so lightly.

"It's not detailed enough," he looked at the case that Baoyu had sorted out, raised his thin lips, and his eyebrows and eyes were so bright that one couldn't help but hold his breath, "Why, you only learned so much under the hands of the second master of the Zhang family. something?"

Baoyu had no choice but to take over the thick pile of case files and turn around to sort them out again.It finally took half a day to carefully transcribe the three sheets of 210, and then handed it to the lord servant, and saw the lord turned over the page, and soon found out some mistakes.

"This piece of paper is stained with ink, don't tell me, you are ready to hand over such a filthy thing to His Majesty - with your attitude, how can you be the apprentice of the second master of the Zhang family?"

Baoyu: ...

The little ink mark was only a small drop accidentally dipped on it when rubbing the ink, and it was not as big as half of his fingernail.If you don't look carefully, you will definitely not be able to tell the difference, even he himself has never seen it.

How did the Servant find out at a glance?

Only at this time did Baoyu realize that Mu Shu was indeed following his own master as an example—the second master of the Zhang family who was famous all over the world not only had a poisonous mouth, but even dared to beat the prince, and the servant minister couldn't beat the prince. He just closely followed in the footsteps of his extremely embarrassing senior, and firmly embarked on the road of no return to temper his poisonous mouth.

Especially when facing him, his mouth seemed to be filled with dozens of arrows, every time the thin red lips were lightly opened, the sharp arrows would shoot at Baoyu mercilessly, almost making him a target for arrows .

Baoyu couldn't help feeling a little headache, feeling that he might be in dire straits these days, so he turned his head to find a piece of snow-white rice paper, and copied the ink-stained page again.When he was rolling up his sleeves and rubbing ink, he suddenly felt that someone behind him was looking at him, so he couldn't help turning his head.

The man watching him from behind quickly shrank behind the carved wooden door, only vaguely saw the black hair and red clothes flash past, and he could vaguely see that he was a man.

Baoyu: ...

He thought for a while, then silently pushed the bronze mirror on the other side of the case towards this side, and then changed the direction slightly so that the bronze mirror could reflect the movement on the other side of the door.

After a while, seeing Baoyu start to pick up his pen and write again, the man behind the door just moved again, as if moving a few steps against the door.Then he slowly stretched out his head and looked at Baoyu for a long while pretending to be nonchalant.

The person reflected in the bronze mirror has a beautiful appearance, his eyebrows and eyes are very beautiful, so who is he if he is not the servant?

He opened the door to look at him like this, widened his upturned phoenix eyes, inexplicably looked like a cub looking for a mother, Baoyu couldn't help laughing.

It's just that Mu Shu seemed to have taken root at the door, quietly looked at Baoyu for a long while, obviously hesitant, not knowing what to do.While Baoyu was concentrating on copying, he couldn't help but glance at the bronze mirror again and again from the corner of his eye. Seeing the restless look of the servant minister, a thought suddenly came to his mind: Mr. servant minister... Is it because you toss him back and forth like this, and you feel ashamed in your heart?

He didn't make a sound, and it wasn't until after a stick of incense that Mu Shu finally moved into the room, brushing his black hair, as if he was about to walk in.But at this moment, there was another small official passing by behind him, this small official was surnamed Wang Mingzhong, he was notoriously stubborn and careless, when he saw the servant standing here, he was very surprised, and immediately yelled Come out: "My lord, what are you doing standing here all the time?"

Even though the bronze mirror was still a little dim, Baoyu could clearly see that there was a blush spreading along Mu Shu's neck all the way to the earlobe, which couldn't be more conspicuous on the jade-like white skin.It was the first time for him to see an arrogant person blushing so easily, and he became more and more interested in it for a while, feeling that he was more like teasing a child.

The teased child suddenly didn't realize it, and just turned his head and glanced at Baoyu.Seeing that he didn't respond and never looked back, he felt relieved and said lightly: "I'm just passing by, and I'll just drop by to see how the progress is. Why, do you need to worry about this?"

The little official hurriedly said, "Don't dare, don't dare."

"It's fine if you don't dare," Mu Shu snorted lightly, and then gave the little official a condescending look, "Then why are you still standing here?"

Only then did Wang Zhong suddenly realize, and left in a hurry.Leaving Mr. Shi Lang standing there alone, neither advancing nor retreating, after a long while, he finally lifted it into the room.

"How is the writing?" His slender fingers tapped on the desk.

Baoyu vaguely guessed his temperament, and couldn't help but smile a little in his words: "Master Shi Lang, I have been writing for a whole day, and I really can't bear it."

He spread out his hands. Due to writing too many words, the hands that were like polished jade are now stained with some ink, and a few thin calluses have been ground between his fingers. Come.Looking at it like this is really distressing.

Mu Shu looked at it, and for a moment the color between her brows and eyes could not help but subside.He frowned tightly, snorted softly, and said, "Is this unbearable? How can you be the second master of the Zhang family's apprentice like this?"

Having said that, in the end, he still pulled the rice paper full of words under Baoyu's hand, picked up the Langhao brush himself, and said disdainfully while picking up the pen and writing: "Since you didn't hit Why are you still standing here? Go back to the house quickly to be serious."

Baoyu responded, and smiled again: "Master Shi Lang, just now there is still a word from the lower officials who is unclear..."

Mu Shu: "...huh."

In the end, I still talked to him in detail.

Baoyu continued to push forward: "Master Minister, yesterday I looked at the inventory calculated in the past few years, and there seems to be something wrong..."

Mu Shu: "...Hmph, you must have miscalculated!"

In the end, it was still used to recalculate in front of Baoyu.

Baoyu's heart became more and more clear, and gradually he felt Mu Shu's temper clearly.Because Baoyu is a child of a rich family, he was spoiled and spoiled since he was a child, and has never taken care of the house, so he is not very clear about these accounts and other matters.Although I learned something from Baochai and Master Master, it was only a preparation for Chunwei, it was just superficial, and actually, if I did the calculation myself, there were still some problems.

At present, he managed to find someone who is very proficient in this area, and Baoyu was not polite to him, and without saying a word, he listed all the problems he encountered in the past few days, and asked for advice one by one.Although Mu Shu kept humming, his explanations were extremely detailed, which really benefited him a lot.

In this way, it has been talked about until the twilight.The servant finally couldn't take it anymore, he patted the table: "Jia Baoyu!"

"how?"

The servant minister met his sparkling peach eyes, and most of his anger disappeared for a while.Thinking about tossing the other party for a day today, I felt a little bit guilty again for no reason. After a pause for a while, Fang said weakly: "You...you are the official or your father!"

The author has something to say: Mu Shu: You... you are an official or your father can't make it!

Baoyu: Hmm~

Mu Shu: ...Huh?Are you okay? ! !

Baoyu: As soon as I saw Aojiao, I felt very friendly~

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Yesterday, the Japanese drama I was chasing ended. QAQ only has five episodes, my little brother Ryota...

The following are the author's tears/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

And, thank you yuu for your mine~

To be honest, this book is not a little worse than the previous one in terms of clicks, favorites, comments, etc.However, I don't have half a dime of anxiety in my heart...why is this?

I thought about it again and again, probably because I was very happy to write it~ I suddenly satisfied my idea of ​​writing about all kinds of beautiful men, so it doesn’t matter if there are few little angels who leave messages~

I hope that when you read it, you can be as happy as the author of the codeword, hug (*￣3)(ε￣*)