Chapter 694 Daily life of servants
Early in the morning, the clouds were thick.
After a while, a strong wind came.
The sky, which was originally bright, suddenly became as dark as night.
The Tianhe River seemed to have vented, and the pouring rain poured down head on.
The three Dalang brothers who were about to go out to private school quickly retreated to the corridor, but the splashing raindrops still wet their uppers and trouser legs.
Sir Niang, who was dragging her small bookcase and preparing to go to the Women's Garden, quickly turned around and shouted into the house: "Dad! It's raining!"
Liu Jigang finished reading in the morning and stretched out to go out to read. It was dark and heavy, and the rain was heavy and fast. He was afraid that it would not stop for a while.
The four brothers and sisters looked at their father anxiously. If they didn't go out, they would be late for school.
This is Siniang's first day in the Women's Garden, and she doesn't want to leave a bad impression on the Master.
But the rain is so heavy that even if you hold an umbrella, you will get wet.
The little girl was so anxious that she pulled the bookcase around in the corridor. The wheels made a grunting sound, which made the brothers even more agitated.
Liu Ji shushed his daughter, "Your mother is still asleep. Don't make any noise. Dad will think of something."
Si Niang stopped immediately, with an annoyed expression like “Oh, I forgot.”
Liu Ji looked amused and nodded at the four in front of him, "Wait, I'll tell you, Uncle Awang, to drive."
Awang, who was still feeding the horses in the backyard, heard the movement in the front yard. Before his eldest husband came over, he had already pulled the horses out, rolled out the carriages, and set up the carriages.
He put on his hat and raincoat and led the horse to the front door without shouting. The four brothers and sisters waiting on the porch immediately cheered and ran over to avoid the heavy rain while holding umbrellas.
Sanlang and Siniang were young, so their two brothers helped carry the bookcase, and the four siblings rolled into the carriage after a few nudges.
No matter how heavy the rain is outside, you can't get wet inside.
It's just that Uncle Awang took pity on them and blocked all the wind and rain outside.
What about Liu Ji?
The old **** is sitting in the open hall, waiting for the luxury car of the Imperial Prefecture to pick him up.
As a distinguished guest, you don't have to worry about not being able to get to work in time due to heavy rain.
On the contrary, it is the Imperial Master's Office. If he comes late, delays the teacher from enjoying the delicious breakfast made by his own disciples, and loses his temper, someone will suffer a lot~
Liu Ji found it incredible when talking about the fact that Si Kongjian was always scolded **** by Gong Liangxiao.
You say that Sikong Jian is very kind to the teacher, but that's not necessarily true.
Putting people under house arrest is the greatest evil in itself.
Moreover, this unfilial disciple had already been unilaterally expelled from his apprenticeship by his teacher. The two of them had different political opinions, and they were at war with each other when they met.
but!
The teacher hit him, but he didn't fight back.
The teacher scolded him, but he didn't retaliate.
Not only that, but in the face of all kinds of unreasonable demands from the 'new servants', as long as the teacher was willing to cooperate with treatment and recuperation, he actually let them go.
If it weren't for the strong murderous intention that Sikong Jian often revealed inadvertently, sometimes Liu Ji couldn't help but wonder whether this guy was captured by his own charm and fell deeply in love with him.
"Eh-" Just thinking about it made Liu Ji get goosebumps all over his body.
Hurryly shook his head, put away this ridiculous thought, picked up the goat's milk and took a sip to calm down his shock.
Amidst the strong wind and rain, a carriage stopped in front of the courtyard on time.
It really responded, the wind and rain were unobstructed. Liu Ji, who thought that he might not have to go to work at the Imperial Prefecture today, had no choice but to put aside his luck and said to Yin Le, who stayed at home,
“When your master wakes up later, remember to tell her that I'm going to the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion.”
Yin Le: "Okay Master, I understand."
After receiving a response, Liu Ji held up his umbrella, rushed into the rain, hurriedly got into the carriage, and started his day as a worker.
When we arrived at the Imperial Prefecture, the heavy rain subsided.
As soon as Liu Jigang got off the carriage, a man dressed as a boy came up to him holding an umbrella.
This is the attendant assigned to him by the Imperial Prefecture, Anzi.
Anzi held an umbrella for Liu Ji and hurriedly urged him to enter the house. He said, "You are finally here. Today's heavy rain is a little later than yesterday. Sir, he is already not very happy."
Liu Ji asked: "Have you bought all the vegetables I asked you to buy?"
Anzi nodded, "I've already bought them. They're all in the kitchen. I've washed them and are waiting for you."
Passing by the Peacock Garden, Liu Ji had no time to tease the golden peacock that opened its tail as if it was dying, so he skipped it and went straight to the Puyuan.
In order to meet his request, the Imperial Prefecture built a kitchen in Puyuan overnight.
However, due to time constraints, it was just a shed surrounded by bamboo mats on three sides.
It rained heavily all morning, and the shed looked a little shaky as it was holding on in the wind and rain.
But Liu Ji couldn't care about that much at this time. The teacher's temper was not only frightening to Sikong Jian, but to him as well.
He didn't have time to go into the room to say hello to the teacher, so he rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast.
Anzi was diligent and discerning. He always kept in mind that the servant in front of him was treated as a distinguished guest, so he bent down and started to light a fire for him.
Soon, the aroma of stir-fried food wafted from the kitchen—Liu Ji planned to fry a bowl of egg-fried rice with crucian carp soup for the teacher.
The people in the house seemed to smell the aroma and walked to the door and looked towards the kitchen.
Liu Ji looked up inadvertently and thought in his heart, Sikong Jian, why didn't this guy go to the morning court?
The two looked at each other. Sikong Jian stared at Liu Ji warningly, then stood in the corridor, folded his hands, and looked at the kitchen with good eyes.
Liu Ji had reasonable suspicion that he was really hungry and even he wanted to eat!
In my heart, I drew a villain and regarded it as commonplace, and gave him a few big slaps.
Liu Ji didn't dare to show any emotion on his face. He worked hard to make his own egg fried rice.
He was not stupid. It was strange enough that Sikongjian did not go to the morning court today, and he still stared at him with a murderous look. Who knows it was the blind man who provoked him and made him, Liu Saner, angry.
Liu Ji is the second in the family when it comes to things in the kitchen, and only Awang dares to be the first.
At just over a quarter of an hour, the crucian carp soup was boiled and served together with egg fried rice. Liu Ji and Anzi each took a portion and brought it into the house.
Gong Liangliao got up early. Ever since Liu Ji came to take care of him, the old man had moved from bed to a wheelchair—perhaps he wanted to live longer so that his third son would not die in filial piety to him.
Liu Ji thinks that the doctors at Tai Hospital are quite good. The damaged skin and flesh on the teacher's legs have been scraped off and are now being treated with medicine. They are getting better day by day.
“Teacher, it's time for breakfast.” Liu Ji directly put the meal on the desk in front of Gong Liangxiao.
The old man was reading a book. When he heard this, he put down his book and looked up at him angrily, "Do you want to starve me to death? Look at what time it is, and you still have breakfast?"
He thinks it's almost lunch!
Liu Ji did not panic, and pointed to the sky with light rain and heavy fog outside, "Teacher, you can't blame me. If you blame it, blame God. Oh, and the coachman of the Imperial Prefecture, who knew it was raining on the road. It's not easy to leave, and they didn't tell me to pick me up a quarter of an hour in advance.”
Gong Liangliao didn't want to hear his sophistry, so he raised his hand to signal him to shut up. He picked up the hot fish soup that Liu Ji diligently handed over and took a few sips to warm his stomach.
Chapter end
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