Chapter 153 Means

The ninth sister went out and sat in an elegant room in the Mingxiang Pavilion. She called a pot of tea but sat all morning. Her eyes looked through the bamboo curtain and looked at the people outside. Although Mingxiang Pavilion is a teahouse, there are not many guests who come here to taste tea in winter, but they make no less money than in summer.

In winter, many talented people gather in the Mingxiang Pavilion to taste tea, drink wine, and talk about everything from court events to interesting things in the world. But when the ninth sister heard it, she felt that the tone of these scholars was really big, but they did not have any real talent and learning, that is to say, it was all.

"Ninth sister, what are we waiting for here? It's been all morning, maidservant..." The fish has a bitter face. Sister Jiu sat here and couldn't move. The tea on the table has long been cold. Is this here to drink tea?

Sister Jiu's eyes finally moved and pushed the snacks on the table. "Eat it when you are hungry. You are quite tired after standing all morning!"

"Well--" The fish quickly covered her mouth. She was a subordinate. She had done more tiring things than this. How could she feel tired after standing all morning, but Sister Jiu didn't do anything, and she couldn't go out. For her, it was more uncomfortable than doing rough work.

"No, Brother Zhang, the emperor is in good health today, and it is best not to be a crown prince. Above the court, there is Prime Minister Liu and Wu has the Marquis of An, which can be said to be with his right arms. Now the new generation has the son of Xiahou, which is naturally like a tiger with wings, but unfortunately, this article can't compete with the martial arts of Xiahou's son!" The speaker sighed for it.

"Master Xue, are you saying that we literati can't compare with martial arts?" The Confucian surnamed Zhang retorted with a red face.

The man surnamed Xue shook his head, "I only said that I was above the court, but I never said that literature is not comparable to martial arts, and the two can't be compared at all!"

The corners of Sister Jiu's lips couldn't help saying, "Interesting!"

From ancient times to the present, there is no first, and there is no second in martial arts. The struggle between civil and martial arts is not only in the court, but also outside. The literati can't stand the rudeness of the warriors, and the warriors can't stand the rudeness of the literati. Everyone wants to suppress it, but no one has really won the first place. Now the man actually said that the two can't be compared, which is really too terrible for today.

The ninth sister tapped the table gently with her fingers, narrowed her eyes, and looked at the argument outside with relish. "Uncle is so good!"

The man surnamed Xue turned out to be the third master of Xue's family. He was wearing a cap on his head, his eyes were warm, and his chin was a pinch of beard. Even if he was refuted, he was not angry at all. But he is a Confucian student.

"Are you talking for the martial arts? If there are no literati in the court, the emperor can govern the country?" Zhang Zhiren shouted, "Master Xue, are you still a literati? Don't think that your Xue family has a big face and can brush the backbone of the literati.

Third Master Xue sighed in his heart. What he originally said was the truth, but it was not related to the emperor's governance of the country. What's more, he did not say that the emperor only relied on martial arts to govern the country. He looked around and saw that the literati around him shared the same hatred with the literati surnamed Zhang, and suddenly felt that it was really meaningless to be with them. If a literati doesn't recognize the merits of martial arts when it comes to martial arts, is it still a martial arts? These people are really... unreasonable.

The literati has backbone, and naturally he also has backbone. Different ways do not work together, but Third Master Xue did not argue any more, but there was a sense of powerlessness in his heart. He is different from these people. Perhaps because of this, he is mediocre and everything is suppressed by his second brother.

The ninth sister saw the helplessness and desire in Xue Sanye's eyes.

"Uncle is such a person!" She muttered to herself.

Speaking of which, she is not familiar with Third Master Xue. Even if she meets him in the house, she just says hello and salutes. Third Master Xue is not hot with her. He seems to be the kind of literary arrogance, so Sister Jiu has never thought of contacting Third Master. However, today, it seems that Third Master Xue is not a Confucian. At least he does not think that literati are superior. At least he will rationally discuss literati and martial arts.

Today, she deliberately took a look at what kind of person Xue Sanye is. Everyone in Xue's family said that Xue Sanye can't do anything, and now she only relies on the second master to get a relaxed livelihood. But now it seems that this third master Xue is not in trouble, but just disdainful or unwilling.

"Maybe there will be such a person who understands him. At that time, he will be developed!" Sister Jiu said such a sentence inexplicably, but suddenly smiled and said, "It's worth it!"

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On Xue's side, Yao's mother went to the third room. Seeing that the third wife was not in the house, she went straight to the three rooms and two aunts.

She carried a food box in her hand, her lips were raised, and her eyebrows were full of warmth. She was followed by Jinxiu, bypassed a few paths, and then arrived at the yard of the two aunts.

"Tut, those two flower-like aunts are so unfavored!" When she arrived at the courtyard, Yao's mother couldn't help shaking her head.

Jinxiu said with a smile, "So the old lady doesn't want to see the third lady after all!"

"Yes, the third wife really doesn't know how to make face. Although the two aunts were sent by the second wife, they were also approved by the old lady. The third wife put the two aunts here, which really gave the old lady's face!"

"Let's go in. Obviously, these two aunts are not doing well! There is not even a low-class maid who sweeps the yard!" Looking at the dilapidated yard, Yao's mother repeatedly said that she was sorry and looked compassionate.

"In your sasane way, the two of them relied on the second wife around the sixth sister. They were not only domineering and dared to compete with several concubines. Now they have lived like this, but I don't know what they should be destroyed!" The smile on Jinxiu's face became brighter and brighter.

Yao's mother spit, "When did you pity others!"

Jinxiu spit out her tongue and stopped talking.

"Are the two aunts Ziwei and Ziyun available?" Yao's mother shouted.

The door suddenly opened, but I saw a plainly dressed woman coming out of the room. I was surprised to see Yao's mother and Jinxiu, but the doubts in her eyes were also very thick. "Mother Yao, beautiful girl, why are you two here!"

Ziwei quickly welcomed the two into the room.

Yao's mother couldn't help frowning. There was no carbon in this room. The third wife was really cruel. Looking at the clothes on Ziwei and Ziyun, it was obviously the cotton-padded clothes when she was a maid. Both of them have long lost their original glory, and their faces are full of bleakness.

Yao's mother quickly put the food box on the talk, "I thought it was not noon yet, so I brought some food to see the two aunts!"

She put the food on the table. These dishes were very delicate, full of solid meat, and soon she heard the sound of swallowing saliva.

Only Ziwei and Ziyun know that they haven't even seen any meat star since they came to the third room.

Yao's mother secretly said that Sister Jiu was sure that these two aunts lived a miserable life. Even if they were rough maids, they could eat meat once or twice a month in Xue's house. These two have been in the third room for half a year!

"I will serve the two aunts first!" When Yao's mother arranged the meal, she took a step forward and put the meat in the bowl with chopsticks.

Ziwei and Ziyun didn't care about their image. They wolfed down in front of the table, but there were tears in their eyes. I felt pity. Since Yao's mother and Jinxiu came here, they naturally know how they are doing, so there is no scruples about what face and image they have now.

Yao's mother and Jinxiu did not talk and did not look down on them.

Until the two aunts finished eating, they still looked at the empty plate. Ziwei thought that there were still two people in front of her, blushed and quickly said, "Let them laugh!"

Yao's mother and Jinxiu were stunned. There was not even any soup left on this plate!

Yao's mother coughed and greeted Jinxiu to put away the plate, and then said, "It's also the heart of Sister Jiu."

Ziwei was a little strange in her heart and said, "The two sisters have recorded this kindness of the ninth sister, but in this way, the ninth sister has offended the third wife."

"The third wife went to the shop and was not in the house!"

Ziyun felt sad and said with a wry smile, "Who else in this house will remember our two sisters!"

"Two aunts shouldn't have come here!" Yao's mother said, "If I had been serving with the sixth sister, it wouldn't be the current situation!"

"There is no regret medicine in the world. The second wife only said that the two of us came to the third room to be aunts, which is also half a master. They eat delicious and drink spicy food, but now we eat well, but there is no meat. It's not bad, better than when I was a maid. The third wife didn't give us a maid. My two sisters can stand it, but the third master has never come to us. Those good days are impossible! I'm afraid the second wife has forgotten my two sisters!" Ziwei's eyes are red, thinking about the distant days, but it's really more uncomfortable than killing them. With that, Ziwei choked.

"What my sister said is that if the second wife still helps my two sisters, it won't be so miserable!" Ziyun said and cried with Ziwei.

"Maybe you two still have a chance to go out, but this aunt's position can't be preserved!" Yao's mother said lightly.

Ziwei and Ziyun did not cry and looked at each other in a daze. For a moment, they were entangled. They worked hard to get the position of this aunt. Although they had a bad life, they still had their status. It was the third master who did not see the two sisters. If they saw them, they would naturally linger beside their two sisters. They will never give up this opportunity.

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400,000 words, the text is expected to be 80W-100W finished. Well, half of it has been written, and the plot has been half developed.