Chapter 88 Volume A: At Home and Outside
"Oh? Haven't you found the right direction yet?" Feng Ziying snorted softly in her nose, "Brother Yun, don't the huge stalls in the East and West Prefectures offer you some side jobs to make a living?"
Jia Yun smiled bitterly: "Uncle Feng, do you know how many people in the East and West Prefectures rely on these two prefectures for their livelihood? Didn't I say it before? If a serious master doesn't have enough to eat, how can we, the outsiders, get their turn?"
“Then without this Rongning Second Mansion, you Jia family members will no longer be able to make a living?”
Feng Ziying asked back, with a hint of ridicule in her tone, "In such a big capital, what kind of business can't make a living? I can't think of a few ways to do it. Who do I have to rely on?"
Jia Yun was really stunned when Feng Ziying asked this question. After a while, Jia Yun cupped her fists and saluted and said, "Uncle Feng, please teach me."
"I can't teach you. You have to walk your own way. Let's do it this way. Brother Yun, you first think about it yourself and see what path you can find. If you still don't have a clue after half a year, I will show you the way. How about it?" Feng Ziying leaned on the pillow and said leisurely: "In this city of Beijing, millions of people are eating, drinking, sleeping, eating, drinking, sleeping, and having basic necessities, but can't they still find a living?"
"Uncle Feng, I thank you for your kindness in advance, but..." Jia Yun said hesitantly: "Can I ask, without being flattering, why does the uncle look down on me so much?"
"Well, you've been holding this question in your mind for a long time, right? Let's put it this way, there are not many people in Rong Ning's second house that I can like. You, Jia Yun, can barely count. I can't help others, and I'm too lazy. Help, so if you are interested and you trust me, come and give it a try. If you are not interested, that’s up to you.”
Feng Ziying can only talk about this in a simple and profound way. As for whether Jia Yun believes it or not, it depends on him.
There are too many people with poor eyesight in this world. If there are too many Jia Yuns, there won’t be too many. If there are too few, there won’t be too many Jia Yuns.
After getting out of the car, Jia Yun looked at the carriage disappearing into the darkness with a complicated expression, but she had mixed feelings in her heart.
This person seems to have a good impression of himself, but he is not sure how he fell into the eyes of the other party.
The other party must have some confidence if he dared to say this. As for what to do, Jia Yun didn't think about it, and she didn't know if the other party had already planned it.
But no matter what, he gave me a chance. I saw that Mr. Lian was always looking for ways to explore during the dinner, and he obviously had a plan.
Jia Yun suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly, "What do you have?" If you have nothing, as long as the other person is not a good person, why should you care?
Thinking of this, Jia Yun suddenly felt that she felt much more relaxed and free.
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When I returned to Feng Mansion, I bumped into Yun Shang, who had been waiting in front of the door with a unswerving expression on her face.
Seeing Feng Ziying who was a little drunk, Yun Shang subconsciously wanted to find a scapegoat to vent her anger on. Ruixiang had already expected this and hurriedly said: "Sister Yun Shang, the young master was drinking in Rongguo Mansion, and it was Er Ye Lian who was the host. , I couldn’t even step through the door, and it was already like this when the young master came out.”
Ruixiang blocked her words. Seeing Feng Ziying's hazy drunken eyes and swaying body, Yun Shang had already forgotten her previous displeasure: "Let the kitchen prepare water, the young master wants to take a bath..."
Shaoxing rice wine has quite a strong aftertaste, and this is when it really kicks in.
On the road before, Feng Ziying had realized that she might have underestimated the wines of this era. She had been confused by some misunderstandings. She felt that the wines of this era were not blended together like her own time. She thought that these wines were more like It's mash water with a higher concentration, but now it seems I'm still underestimating it.
I took a shower and went to bed feeling dizzy, then fell asleep. I wasn't woken up by thirst until midnight.
Hearing the sound in the outer room, Yun Shang had already put on his clothes and came in. The moderately warm honey water was brought to his mouth. After one sip, an indescribable feeling of comfort suddenly filled the entire stomach and intestines.
At this time, Feng Ziying's mind became clearer and clearer, "What time is it?"
"It's almost nine o'clock." Yun Shang responded, and looked at Feng Ziying's face through the light: "Master, it's better to drink less during this social gathering. Last night you went to bed and your wife and concubine came. You were very unhappy. Even for your own sake, you have to hold your breath."
Feng Ziying didn't have to think about it. She was afraid that when her mother and aunt came, she would not blame herself first, but blame Ruixiang and Yun Shang for not serving them well. Another round of scolding was inevitable.
Just go to Jia's house for a banquet by yourself, will it be Ruixiang and Yun Shang's turn to interrupt?
“Is Ruixiang okay?” Feng Ziying held her forehead, Ruixiang was definitely not fine.
"My wife and concubine are both angry and want to drive Ruixiang to the stable." Yun Shang hesitated for a moment and muttered.
Looking at Yun Shang's expression, Feng Ziying shook her head and smiled bitterly. This is how it is in this big family. There is no reason to say, "It's okay. I will go to my wife's place to talk to her after I get up later."
Yun Shang's face showed an expression of joy, and then she became entangled: "Will the wife be unhappy? How about waiting for Ruixiang to stay in the stable for a few days, and waiting for the wife to calm down before the young master goes to intercede with the wife. If the young master If you go to your concubine first and make a good deal, maybe Ruixiang will suffer less in the stable."
Seeing Yun Shang's cautious and conflicting appearance, Feng Ziying felt that she had underestimated the intimidating power of the matron in a family in this era.
In matters of the house, the master generally has no involvement, while the mistress almost controls the power of life and death.
Let alone send you to the stable, even if I find a reason to kill you, as long as you cover it up properly, it will be fine.
This kind of thing happens a lot among big families in the capital. Of course, if you are given solid evidence by others, that's a different matter.
His mother was careless and didn't care much about the daily affairs of the Feng Mansion. Most things were taken care of by her aunt, so Yun Shang asked her to go and talk to her aunt first.
It would be much easier for my mother to deal with it if I could talk it through to my aunt first.
Feng Ziying also found it funny to hear things like this.
Ruixiang couldn't even enter the gate of the East Nuan Pavilion of Jia's Mansion, so he was guarding the car at the corner gate. When he was drinking, could he get his turn to interrupt?
But you have to suffer this grievance, and even Yun Shang has to look forward and backward and thinks that it is better to let Ruixiang stay in the stable for a few days and wait for his wife to calm down.
"Okay, I know how to do it." Feng Ziying was a little impatient, but after seeing Yun Shang's worried look, she thought about it for a moment and said, "You are afraid that if I go to find my wife, she will suspect that you are inside." 'tell tales'?"
The words came to Yun Shang's heart.
It doesn't matter if you feel a little wronged. If you offend your wife, you may not even be able to stay in this courtyard in the future. This is what Yun Shang is most worried about.
Looking at Yun Shang's delicate and delicate dimples, twisting the slender fingers of her hands together in front of her lower abdomen, looking hesitant to speak, Feng Ziying sighed secretly in her heart.
It's no wonder that the maids and boys in these high-end courtyards are all crazy, they were also forced out.
Being repeatedly tossed by all kinds of intrigues by such unreasonable matrons and young men, if you don’t have a strong psychological quality and agile reaction ability, you will really be killed.
Yunshang's experience is probably summed up through countless losses and humiliations.
"I know what to do, Yun Shang, don't worry. Just serve me well in the future. Your young master can take care of the rest."
Although I don’t like to spend my mind on the gloomy things in such a mansion, after all, it involves my relatives.
On one side is his mother and the aunt who raised him, and on the other side is his closest maid, the boy. Some things must be dealt with carefully, otherwise one of them will have to suffer if things go wrong.
It was almost nine o'clock when Feng Ziying got up. After washing and having breakfast with Yun Shang waiting on her, Feng Ziying went straight to her mother's place.
Seeing Feng Ziying come in, Duan's face suddenly turned ugly again.
"Didn't I tell you Yun Shang? I asked you to sleep a little longer. You drank so much wine last night and you didn't take care of your body? What's the matter with Yun Shang that you don't listen to me anymore?"
Seeing that Yun Shang was the first target of her mother's dissatisfaction, Feng Ziying felt that it was really difficult to handle.
This person has a prejudice in his heart, and it is not easy for you to change it. Fortunately, you are her only son, otherwise Yun Shang would have suffered the same consequences if it had been someone else.
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