Chapter 71 Reward the Slave

The three also heard the grace and grace in this words and said, "You must remember the teachings of the little Lord and serve the little Lord for the rest of your life."

Yao Yulu heard this promise. Although she didn't know whether it was true or not, she also looked like a master. If she knew a little about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, history books and ancient books under her mother's guidance, she only didn't know the taste of being a master. The tension that was hard to hide also appeared in front of the three people.

"When I see you on this first day, I don't have anything good to give as a gift, just to prepare a little heart for each of you." Yao Yulu said and stood up. First, she took out a jade bracelet that was worth the salaries of these maids for several months, raised Linger's hand, and slowly pushed the transparent bracelet along Ning'er's hand to her wrist. Ninger said favorably, "I thank the little master for the reward." After saying that, it was another big gift.

Yao Yulu smiled skillfully and was respectfully by such a big gift as this little maid: "This carefully knocked blood on her forehead for a while."

Ning'er blushed when she was teased by Yao Yulu's words and smiled slightly.

Yao Yulu's words made the three people feel relaxed. The little master looked approachable and even made a few words with them. It seems that although the status of the little master is low, if they can still pay more attention to them in the future, these fame and fortune will also be diluted a lot in their hearts.

Yao Yulu took another pair of coral pearl earrings in her hand and walked around Wuer's side to slowly help Wuer put them on her earlobe. Wuer did not stop them, but only claimed to thank them.

"You are older than Ninger, and this earring is very suitable for you." Yao Yulu said and took out a few pieces of silver and put them in Xiao Xuanzi's hand. Xiao Xuanzi refused and said, "Lord, I can't stand this."

Xuanzi thought that Yao Yulu was also an old acquaintance in the palace. The master would always give some rewards to the slaves when he went out of the palace, but he was a little embarrassed to accept it. He always thought that the position of this promise was not rich.

"If you don't accept it, you don't recognize me as my master. Take it." Yao Yulu first looked slightly harsh, and then ordered with a light smile. Seeing this, Xiao Xuanzi quickly put away the silver and saluted and said, "Xiao Xuanzi is determined to be the little master to do his best and swear allegiance to the death."

Yao Yulu was teased by him to cover her mouth and smile, and said angrily, "As soon as she saw me, she died. Don't you go to the knife mountain and go to the oil pot in the future?"

Xuanzi is not as slippery as other internal supervisors. Hearing Yao Yulu's words, he also touched his mind and smiled awkwardly.

In the evening, Yao Yulu sat in the hall and wanted to take a walk in the garden, but she hadn't figured out the temperament of the other little masters in the Yuemei Hall. I'm afraid it would be in vain, so she came to Wuer and said, "Go and help me get the bookcase I brought in."

Wu'er answered, but after a while, she took in a birch wooden box engraved with a picture of an ancient statue. She pulled out the door of the wooden box and asked, "Little master, I don't know which one to read?"

Yao Yulu looked at a slightly old book in the bookcase, that is, the traces of reading over the years have remained on the edge of the book. She casually picked up the Book of Songs and read it casually. She has read the Book of Songs many times since she was a child under the pressure of her mother. At first look, she did not understand the meaning of Ping Ping Yan. , just feel that it is catchy and loud. However, I'm getting older, but it tastes more and more different. I can't tell whether it's sadness or joy, lovesickness or mourning.

I read it casually, but I read such a poem, "Summer Day, Winter Night. After 100 years old, he will return to his residence. Looking at the words on the slightly yellowish leaves of the book, they are silently reading in their hearts and can't be read out. The cool days of summer and the long winter nights are the most difficult, and they are also as difficult as the poet's lovesickness.

Before entering the palace, she always didn't know how to express her feelings in this simple poem, but now Yao Yulu is sitting in the faint moonlight palace, listening to the sound of the shattered leaves and insects outside the window, looking at the lonely moonlight outside the window, and smelling the faint fragrance of moon roses outside the window. The love of life and death in this poem.

Even this word is also annoying. What is the promise of life and death after entering the deep palace? Yao Yulu was a little flustered by this resolute poem. She even turned to the back page, which eased a little, but she had no intention to read the concubine in the book again.

Yao Yulu got up and put the book into the bookcase. Wuer quickly said, "Master, how can I bother you? I'll do it."

Yao Yulu smiled, put the book away, straightened up and sat down and said, "It's just a small matter. It's too early. It's also boring, so I'll rest earlier."

"Yes, the maidservant will clean up the bed and bring some water for the little master to soothe his feet." Wu'er replied cleverly.

After finishing this busy work before going to bed, Yao Yulu is a little tired and lying in **, but she is full of reluctance for today's leisure in the moonlight palace, or she has never calm down so much these days in the palace, turning over poems and books and appreciating the bright moon.

The other day.

When it comes to the summer solstice, the weather will become warmer and warmer, and there has been a little sound of cicadas outside, accompanied by the trembling of the summer sun. Occasionally, the pheasant sparrows shrugged their heads and singing on the treetops, which complement each other.

Yao Yulu slept a little longer than usual this day. The sun had sprinkled all over the house, and there was mottled light against the shade on the ground. She opened her eyes and got up a little sleepy.

Wu'er and Ning'er hurried forward and prepared a cup of salt water to rinse their mouth.

"Little Lord, I want to see the nobleman of Yuemei Hall today. I don't know which clothes the little master wants to choose?" Ninger asked.

Yao Yulu thought about it and could see that this nobleman was not favored. This Yuemei Palace was so deserted, but after all, it was the main position of a palace. If it was too ostentatious, she was just asking for trouble, so she said, "The goose-yellow satin skirt is enough."

"Yes." Wuer smiled and seemed to figure out what Yao Yulu was thinking about. She took out a prepared goose yellow group from the wardrobe, and the skirt was embroidered with a few light pink flowers sporadically, and there was no other decoration.

Yao Yulu was busy dressing up this morning. Her hair was just a simple beauty bun, which was very refreshing and pleasant. She had no intention to please and fight. She just wanted to make the future more stable. Such makeup is a clear choice.

She was having breakfast in the house, and Xiao Xuanzi waited beside her, but she heard Wuer Ninger's soft discussion at the door.

"I heard that other new masters in the palace received a lot of rewards yesterday." Ning'er said with envy and a little frustration.

"If you speak softly, if you are heard by the little master, you will not be fast." Wu'er complained for fear of making the new master unhappy.

"We are both new masters, but our little master is clean here." Ning'er was young, and there was no malice in this, but she was a little embarrassed, but Wu'er beside her was a little anxious.

"Speak again, be careful that the little master will slap your mouth for a while. Such fangs are not a place to use them." Wu'er is older and knows more about the world and teaches Ninger a lesson.

There was no sound outside the door, but the little Xuanzi's face was a little embarrassed: "These two unruly maids don't pay attention to their words."

Yao Yulu looked pale. She picked up the teacup and blew away the heat on it. She drooled and said, "Well, they have no malice. There is no need to blame."

Xuanzi looked at the little master with a little lonely look and advised him, "Don't pay attention to it. This palace has always been like this, but it is feng shui rotation."

"I don't care about these right and wrongs, but I just hope that the days will be stable." Yao Yulu said and looked out of the window, but her eyes were shone back by the dazzling sunlight.

"What the little master said is that it's better to let nature take its course."