roccoschili Chapter 133 Priceless
Chapter 133 Priceless
It's like this every time, but in the end, he is the only one who earns the young master's cold gaze.
Ming Liu grumbled a few words in dissatisfaction, looked at Shen Qingyu and Xiang Yun, the master and servant, with a squinting eye, and said in a bad tone: "Come in with me."
After all, it was the old master who ordered them to be sent in, so there was no way to refuse. Forget it, the person was sent to the young master's residence. He would stay there for three to five days at most. Who knows, he might be driven away by the young master before he could even drink a cup of tea.
"two……"
When Xiangyun heard that Mingliu was going to take them in, she was terrified.
The third son of the Nanrong Mansion is...
But before she could shout out everything, Shen Qingyu covered her mouth.
"Two what?"
Why did he always feel that the two new maids were weird, especially the one on the left, who was dressed in a plain silk dress. Although her appearance was ordinary, her eyes were too deep. She didn't look like a lowly maid, but had some of the majesty of the master of the mansion.
"I am her second sister. My name is Xiang'er and her name is Yun'er."
Shen Qingyu started making up stories without blushing or breathing hard, and what he said sounded like the truth, leaving Xiangyun dumbfounded.
As expected of the Second Young Lady, she came up with a solution so quickly.
"The old man has said that the young master is a god-like figure. It is a blessing for us two sisters to be able to serve him. Although the young master's temperament is a little indifferent, his character is very good. He never gets involved in the dirty things of those young masters of noble families and is very self-disciplined. The old man also said that today, the lady asked us to keep an eye on the young master in order to choose a wife for him and not let him run away again. If the young master is still okay today, let us persuade him to go to the lady in person. After all, she is the young master's young lady, so she should be to his liking."
Ming Liu originally had some suspicions about these two people, but now after hearing what Shen Qingyu said, all his suspicions disappeared.
He laughed secretly in his heart, they are indeed two idiots. It would be fine if they knew some things, but how dare they say them out loud? The people sent by the old master are getting dumber each time. With just the two of them, how could they expect the young master to join in the fun?
The road is paved with bluestone and lined with green bamboos, making it seem even more quiet and peaceful.
"The young master painted all night last night and fell asleep at the beginning of the day. When you clean the study, please be careful not to wake up the young master who is sleeping next door. Also, you must not touch anything in the study, not even a pen or a piece of paper, understand?" Ming Liu said, pointing to the yard surrounded by bamboo forest in front of him.
Shen Qingyu nodded repeatedly. She was a little addicted to playing the role of a little maid. However, her lively eyes revealed her cunning.
Xiangyun was puzzled. How could there be someone in this world who would give up being a good master, lower herself to become a maid, and even be respectful to a servant.
Seeing Shen Qingyu rolling up his sleeves and going to fetch water, Xiangyun was shocked, "Second..."
When she saw Shen Qingyu's warning look, she swallowed the word "Miss" at the end.
"What are you still standing there for? Get to work!"
Mingliu sat on a stone bench beside him with his legs crossed and scolded Xiangyun.
"Yes."
The second young lady treated herself as a maid, so as a maid, she could only accept her fate and work for the Nanrong family.
Xiangyun quickly snatched the bucket from Shen Qingyu's hand and followed Shen Qingyu into the study.
The largest house in the courtyard here is probably this study.
As you step into the threshold of the study, you will see jade carvings and kingfisher feathers shaped like leaves, all the way to the desk. On the desk, various types of wolf-hair brushes are hung in pen holders, rice paper is piled up, and ink is smudged.
The vermilion carved window frames were tightly closed, but could not stop the warm sunlight from pouring in and casting it onto the landscape painting on the table. At first glance, the paper looked like shimmering water with rippling blue waves.
The rosewood bookshelf was filled with rare ancient books and some valuable calligraphy and paintings, but they were all spotless.
A huge blue and white porcelain vase was placed next to the soft couch, on which green grass grew.
"Second Miss, the study room of the Third Master of Nanrong is so big."
From the door to the desk, it is several hundred feet away, and it is higher than the upper room where the master lives.
Shen Qingyu took a quick look and said, "It's quite a lot. It should be worth a lot of silver."
Quite a lot, worth a lot of silver?
Xiangyun was confused, but when she saw the glowing eyes of her Second Young Lady, who was as excited as the master seeing the silver, she shook her body subconsciously.
She began to sympathize with the third young master of Nanrong. If their second young lady took a fancy to something, she would definitely find ways to take it away without hesitation, leaving nothing behind.
"Second Miss, this is in Nanrong Mansion."
Others may not be clear about this, but Xiangyun, as Shen Qingyu's personal maid, knows better than anyone that their Second Young Miss's obsession with money is definitely no less than that of the Master.
The master is fine in other aspects except that he values money like his life, but he will not let go of anything valuable as for her second young lady.
From small items like Qingtian stone seals to large items like precious porcelain kilns, once they caught the eye of the second young lady, there was no hope of escaping from her hands. Not to mention other things, just take the villa in Yuntaishan as an example. The incense burners, porcelain glazes, jade utensils and other items left by the old man, all those that could be sold were sold secretly by the second young lady. Those that could not be sold were replaced by fake ones by the second young lady, and the real ones ended up in her pocket.
Xiangyun sighed, fortunately the old master died early, otherwise the second young lady would have been so angry that he would have vomited blood. Now it is also fortunate that the master was kept in the dark and did not know about this matter, otherwise...
Xiangyun turned pale with fear when she thought about what would happen if the master found out in the future that most of the things in the Yuntaishan villa had been sold by the second young lady.
If she follows the audacious Second Young Miss, her life will be in danger sooner or later.
"Stupid Xiangyun, do you know what is the most valuable thing here?"
As long as she could steal one thing, she would have no worries about food and clothing even if she left the Shen family in the future.
“Is it worth more than everything in the study combined?”
Xiangyun looked around, not knowing what Shen Qingyu was talking about.
Following the direction of Shen Qingyu's finger, Xiangyun widened her eyes, slightly disappointed, "Isn't it just a painting?"
Even if this painting could be sold for ten thousand taels, it would still be far less than the treasures all over the floor of the study.
Shen Qingyu smiled cunningly.
This is a famous painting handed down from generation to generation, a priceless treasure.
She walked forward quickly, Shen Qingyu bent down slightly, and carefully took the painting of the bamboo forest on Yuntai Mountain. However, she did not expect that a pair of cold hands would hold her hands tightly at this moment.
"Nanrong..." Master.
He is the most distinguished third son of the Nanrong Mansion. It's terrible! Is her second daughter caught red-handed this time? Moreover, it would be easy to steal from anyone, but this young master stole it. Given this young master's cold and indifferent character, would he throw her second daughter directly outside the mansion for passers-by on the street to watch at will?