"The day after the Mid - Autumn Festival, Tule Haojia was still here, but we haven't seen him since then." Jing Xinche didn't mention what Tule Haojia had given them. After all, it was still a question whether this person was trustworthy or not.
"Please help me find my master." As Jian Yi spoke, he knelt down, his face full of pleading.
"Don't be anxious. We're also looking for him. We'll inform you as soon as we get any news." Mu Fengqie motioned for Mu Nan to help the man up.
"Thank you." After Jian Yi said that, he stood aside without moving.
Jing Xinche looked at Jian Yi suspiciously and asked, "Aren't you leaving?" Did this guy plan to stay here and have a free meal?
"I'll follow you until my master is found." He was penniless now and had nowhere to go. Moreover, in this Qin Dynasty, the only two people he could trust were them.
Jian Yi trusted Jing Xinche and Mu Fengqie, but they didn't trust Jian Yi. Just because he said he was Tule Haojia's subordinate didn't mean it was true.
They had just been polite to him, but they never expected this guy to stay.
"The Marquis's mansion doesn't keep idlers." Jing Xinche looked at Jian Yi with a bad look in his eyes.
Jian Yi said indifferently, "It doesn't matter. I know a lot of things. You can just give me any tasks. As long as you provide me with a place to live, some food, and a monthly salary, that's fine."
Hearing this, Jing Xinche got angry. So this guy came to him because he was broke and had nowhere to go? Did he think the Marquis of Zhongning's mansion was a shelter?
"No monthly salary, only food and accommodation. Take it or leave it. If you don't want it, get out." Did this guy really think Jing Xinche was an easy - going person?
"Okay." Jian Yi didn't really care about the result. As long as he had a place to live and something to eat, his requirements were not high now.
Jian Yi picked up his small bundle and followed the servant away. After all, Jing Xinche had just arranged a room for him, and he needed to go and tidy up.
Jing Xinche watched the departing back, gritting his teeth in anger. Damn it! Tule Haojia had left, but he still had to support his subordinate. He now suspected that in his previous life, he had dug up Tule Haojia's ancestral tomb!
He was so angry!
"Mu Nan, from now on, Jian Yi will be a handyman in our Marquis of Zhongning's mansion. Assign him any tasks directly." Didn't he say he could do anything? Great! There were plenty of tasks in his mansion. Let him stay here!
"Yes." Mu Nan looked at the gnashing - teeth Jing Xinche and twitched the corner of his mouth speechlessly. He really couldn't understand what was wrong with his master. It was just a subordinate. What was the big deal?
"Master, Hong Yi he..." Mu Nan thought for a while and decided to plead for Hong Yi. He felt that he was almost overwhelmed with the affairs in the mansion recently.
"What about him? Is he dead? Are you going to collect his body?" Jing Xinche was extremely irritated now, so Mu Nan had hit the nail on the head and was directly scolded by Jing Xinche.
Mu Nan looked at Mu Fengqie helplessly: Madam, please help... He knew it was wrong for him to do this, but he really couldn't bear to see Hong Yi like this anymore.
When the master was in a coma and was assassinated two days ago, Hong Yi had appeared. He saw that Hong Yi had lost a lot of weight and was almost unrecognizable. Hong Yi must have been suffering a lot during this period.
Mu Fengqie noticed Mu Nan's look and her eyes darkened. Actually, she didn't want to hear Hong Yi's name, but seeing Mu Nan's pitiful look, she sighed helplessly. Forget it. Just do a good deed.
"Mu Nan, you can go down first." Mu Fengqie looked at Mu Nan and said calmly.
So she still couldn't forgive him? Mu Nan didn't say anything more and turned to leave. He could shamelessly plead with the master, but he couldn't plead with the madam.
Because it was because of Hong Yi that the madam had separated from the master. She hated Hong Yi to the core. The madam was the most innocent one. He didn't have the right to ask the madam to forgive Hong Yi.
"A Che..." Before Mu Fengqie could say anything, Jing Xinche interrupted her.
"I'm telling you, it's impossible. Don't even think about it." He would never agree.
"I haven't said anything yet. How do you know?" Mu Fengqie looked at Jing Xinche helplessly.
"If you want to talk to me about Hong Yi, then don't say it. If it's something else, I'm still willing to listen to you, Qie'er." Jing Xinche had an expression that said "I already know. Don't try to fool me."
Looking at Jing Xinche's expression, Mu Fengqie suddenly burst out laughing. "A Che, you look so cute like this."
Hearing Mu Fengqie's teasing, Jing Xinche's ears turned red, and then he quickly calmed down. This was his wife, not someone else. Let her laugh if she wanted to.
"Humph."
After laughing enough, Mu Fengqie looked at Jing Xinche seriously. "A Che, what happened back then is over. Hong Yi did it for your own good. I don't plan to be angry anymore. You should stop being angry, okay?"
"Absolutely impossible. Don't even think about it." He knew Qie'er was going to talk to him about Hong Yi. He would never forgive him for this. Because of him, he and Qie'er almost couldn't be together again. How could he still use him with peace of mind?
With this act of being self - assertive once, who knew what outrageous things he would do in the future.
"Then you can assign Hong Yi to manage the Marquis's mansion. Look, now Mu Nan is the only one taking care of everything around you. He must be overwhelmed." Otherwise, Mu Nan wouldn't have mentioned bringing Hong Yi back.
Jing Xinche didn't respond after hearing what Mu Fengqie said. Mu Fengqie decided to keep trying.
"A Che, you can send someone to watch him. Just let him manage the Marquis's mansion. How about making him the steward of the mansion? For the sake of your old friendship." If Jing Xinche still didn't agree, she had no other way. She could only ask Mu Nan to do more work.
She could give him more monthly salary in the future.
"Okay, I'll listen to you, Qie'er. Let Hong Yi be the steward of the Marquis's mansion. I'll give him one last chance. If he fails to seize it, then he can't blame me." Jing Xinche hugged Mu Fengqie and rested his head on her shoulder, reluctantly agreeing.
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
"Qie'er, I need some comfort." Jing Xinche looked at Mu Fengqie with burning eyes.
"What?" Mu Fengqie was a bit confused for a moment. What comfort? What happened to him? What kind of grievance did he suffer?
Looking at Mu Fengqie's blank eyes, Jing Xinche smiled. Then he lowered his head and kissed her red lips, whispering, "Qie'er, Hong Yi made me suffer so much. I need some comfort."
Jing Xinche said it so confidently that Mu Fengqie didn't know what to say. Was he the only one who suffered?