After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

It was the day of moving.

Nan Baoyi personally supervised the maids and servants, and loaded the luggage one by one into the carriage.

"The Hunan embroidered screen carved with red sandalwood is the most precious, and it has to be carefully packed before moving it. If the embroidery is scratched, it would take a lot of money to hire an embroiderer with that kind of craftsmanship."

"Hey! Those books are ancient books. They are yellow and brittle. They can't be stacked casually. Be careful!"

She is busy inside and out.

Only when the elders were not around did I realize that moving was not an easy task.

Nan Jin and Nan Chun came together.

The two of them got a marriage gift, they are really refreshed on happy occasions, and they walk with joy.

Nan Jin took Nan Baoyi's hand affectionately, "My cousin is going to move out today, I really don't want to part with it! But it's okay, our cousins ​​are going to marry to Prince Jing's mansion, and we will be a family in the future! "

Nan Baoyi pulled out his hand.

With all due respect, she doesn't want to be a family with these two sisters.

She smiled distantly and politely: "I heard that the two cousins ​​are going to get married this year, and I think there will be a lot of things to prepare, so I won't bother my cousin who is waiting to get married in her boudoir."

This is what it means to drive away.

Nan Chun glanced at the rich and expensive things that were being moved out like water, and her eyes were drooling.

She said softly: "If you disturb me, you don't disturb me. It's just that you brothers and sisters have lived in my house for so long. Now that you move out, don't take my things with you... I'm looking at the rosewood Hunan embroidery screen. It looks familiar, as if it belongs to my family."

Nan Baoyi: "..."

I have seen thick-skinned people, but I have never seen such thick-skinned people.

The rosewood screen is a decoration in her boudoir, and it has been in her room since she was a child.

She suppressed the twitching corners of her mouth, and said with a smirk: "I'm not afraid of offending my two cousins ​​when I say it. That screen is worth 30,000 taels of snow-patterned silver. Dare I ask, can Uncle Nan afford it?"

Nanchun was silent.

She loves that screen so much...

She whispered: "My cousin is too mean. Is it great to have money? What's more, you have to be generous. Look at the gold collar on my neck. It was given by my cousin Baozhu, but you haven't given me anything. The same cousin, how can there be such a big gap in life?"

Nan Jin nodded in agreement.

Nan Baoyi laughed out loud.

"Since my cousin wants to talk about being a human being, I'll talk to you carefully." She sat down on the armchair, and slowly smoothed the hem of her skirt, "First, the visitor is a guest, but since our sisters stepped into the servant's mansion, we haven't talked about it before. Eat the reception banquet of your mansion. Dare I ask my cousin, is this the way of hospitality in the servant man's mansion?

"Secondly, the invitation cards given to me by the rich and powerful families in Shengjing City, even the invitation cards from the imperial palace, were intercepted privately by the two cousins, and they have never been returned to me. Dare I ask my cousin, where is your courtesy, righteousness and shame?

"Third, you are asking us for rent in different ways. Fourth brother and I have given you a large sum of money. Calculated, it is enough to live in the best inn in Shengjing for more than half a year. Now before you leave, do you still want to pay rent?" Want to pluck wild goose and ask for benefits. If you dare to ask my cousin, you know how to write the word 'greedy'?"

The Nan family has been businessmen for generations.

live again,

Under the influence of his ears and eyes, Nan Baoyi understood very well what courtesy and reciprocity are.

Not only does her family have no blood relationship with Nanshilang's Mansion, but also they don't have any friendship. If the giving and receiving are not equal, then there is no need to maintain this relationship.

She has grown up.

In another year, she would even marry into someone else's family and take care of that strange family for her husband.

She has to adapt to the laws of adults.

Nan Jin and Nan Chun were rendered speechless by her words.

The cheeks of the two were flushed with shame and anger.

Nan Jin said in a deep voice: "It's just that you have two stinky money, what's the arrogance? We will be your sister-in-law when you marry Prince Jing's mansion in the future! At that time, we will teach you well, what is superiority and inferiority!"

The last piece of luggage was carried out of the dilapidated courtyard by the servants.

Nan Baoyi stood up and walked past the two sisters.

She stepped out of the threshold where the vermilion paint was peeling off.

She suddenly looked back, "Even if I marry into Prince Jing's mansion, I will still be a dignified concubine. As for the two cousins, they are just the wives of the concubine. If I am happy, I am willing to respect you as 'sister-in-law'. If I am not happy, I will turn a blind eye , what can you do to me?"

After finishing speaking, Dan Fen Ling curled her lips into a sneer, and she left Nan Shi Lang's mansion without looking back.

The two sisters Nan Jin and Nan Chun were stunned.

Nanchun was angry: "Sister, we are the lady of the official family. She is a woman from a merchant, why should she look down on us?! Isn't it her honor that I took a fancy to that screen? She should offer it to me! "

"She thought that this was still Jinguan City. The guy who doesn't know the depth will only offend more people in the future. Just wait, she will be taught a lesson by the nobleman sooner or later!" Nan Jin sneered, "Besides, Princess Jing is just an empty air. The real power of the palace is all in the hands of Concubine Jiang. What is the prince, the palace will only respect our husband!"

Nan Chun deeply thought so.

Nan Baoyi walked to the back door of the Minister's Mansion.

It was morning.

Just two days after the Shangyuan Festival, the alleys are still cold.

The lanterns that hadn’t been removed in time were hanging under the blue-black eaves. There was a thin layer of snow on the lanterns, and there were dark red firecrackers and scraps of paper scattered at the base of the moss-covered walls. I don’t know whose family’s children built a little snowman with a round head drooping. Then, it will melt by about noon.

The carriages of the Nan family went out of the alley one after another.

Xiao Yi's carriage wheeled over.

The carriage stopped steadily.

Xiao Yi opened the fine bamboo curtain, holding a bowl of beef noodle soup in his hand, and said lazily, "Come up."

Nan Baoyi carried her skirt and got into the carriage.

Xiao Yi rolled up the curtains, and the cabin was brightly lit.

He handed the beef noodle soup to Nan Baoyi, "This beef noodle soup is very famous in Shengjing, try it."

Nan Baoyi took it.

The noodle soup is hot.

She drank a few sips of soup, her stomach felt warm, and she seemed to come alive.

She asked curiously, "How does Second Brother know that I haven't had breakfast yet?"

"You don't like the Shilang's mansion, so naturally you can leave as early as you can. How can you have breakfast? If I'm not wrong, I must have had a dispute with Nan Jin and the others before I left."

Nan Baoyi raised his small face from the noodle soup bowl, and was even more surprised: "How do you know?!"

Xiao Yi raised his thin lips, "Since she came to Shengjing, Nan Jiaojiao has been like a firecracker, igniting at once. Sister Nanjin is detestable, so Jiaojiao will naturally seize the last chance to quarrel with them."

Nan Baoyi took a sip of the soup.

Ever since she came to Shengjing, she was indeed tense up, ready to fight back against the enemy anytime and anywhere.

She hesitated, "Second brother, I fight with everyone, am I acting too much?"

Xiao Yi pondered for a while, then put his chin on his face and smiled: "There's nothing wrong with being a proud fighting cock."

Nan Baoyi: "..."

cockfighting?

What about the baby canary?

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