"Is it worth it to make such a fuss over a maid?"

Mrs. Jia pondered for a long time, then she turned gloomy and asked coldly.

When Jia Cong heard what the old lady said, his heart sank. It turned out that in Jia Mu's view, a maid is just a maid after all. No matter how capable, loyal, and affectionate she is, she is still a maid. If she dies, she will die. There is no regret.

Yes, let alone making such a fuss over a maid.

When Wang Xifeng heard this, she couldn't help but beam with joy: She just killed a maid, what other serious crime could she have committed? Besides, there were so many maids dead in the Jia family, no one could do anything about it.

Moreover, these slaves all signed death contracts, and their lives belonged to the Jia family. If they were told to live, they would live; if they were told to die, they would die.

If you want to blame, just blame their parents. Who told their parents to be cruel and sell their children to other people's homes as slaves?

Jia Cong glanced sideways and saw the joy on Wang Xifeng's face, and felt even more hatred. He turned around and glared at her. When Wang Xifeng saw it, he just smiled coldly, looking confident.

"Okay, please stop making trouble. In the final analysis, she is just a maid. There is nothing else in our Jia family. There are not many people. You can choose by yourself. Just ask whoever you like to serve in your house."

Jia's mother saw the hatred in Jia Cong's eyes and quickly opened her mouth to comfort him.

Jia Cong was indignant and bowed his head silently.

Wang Xifeng's face became more and more proud.

"Girl Feng, you have to be careful next time!" She was feeling proud when suddenly Jia Mu turned around and scolded her harshly.

Wang Xifeng was immediately frightened by the shout. She quickly put away the proud look on her face, pretended to be submissive again, and listened obediently to Jia Mu's scolding.

"Although it's not a big deal whether the girl is lost or dead, I don't want to blame you harshly for this. I always see you working hard for our Jia family. There is no credit but hard work. But your hands are too stretched out.

It’s grown a lot!”

Jia Mu frowned and scolded coldly.

"Yes, ancestor, I know I was wrong, and I will definitely change it next time."

Wang Xifeng hurriedly replied in a low voice, and quietly raised her head to glance at Jia Mu. She saw the old lady's face covered with frost, her eyes were cold and sharp, and she couldn't help feeling cold all over her body: The old lady has always been reluctant to say more than one word.

He doesn't want to take matters into his own hands. He looks like a Bodhisattva with a smile on his face all day long. Who would have thought that being angry can be so scary.

"Change? Hey, I think it's hard to change." Jia Mu sneered and said, "From today on, even if the people in Cong'er's room are upset, you won't be allowed to move a finger; and those maids and servants in his room

The monthly payment will be paid to him in full without default for a single day. Furthermore, from now on, as long as it is in Baoyu’s house, Cong’er will not be allowed to miss a single day without default, remember?”

"Yes, ancestor, I have written it down."

Wang Xifeng hurriedly replied cautiously. Anyway, these were all paid for by the official, and it didn't cost her a penny. It was just that she couldn't deduct Jia Cong in the future, so she naturally agreed happily.

Jia Cong knelt aside and lowered his head to listen to Jia Mu's instructions one by one. He felt cold in his heart: The person he loved the most was killed by others, but what he got in exchange was the same treatment as Baoyu.

He doesn't care, not at all!

His most difficult and difficult days were spent peacefully with Jinque by his side. Now his life is infinitely better than before, but this girl Jinque cannot be by his side.

He was dissatisfied, and Jinque felt even more unworthy.

Could it be that I can't take revenge on myself?

Jia Cong lowered his head. The more he thought about it, the more chilled he became. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became: Since you, Wang Xifeng, can harm my people, I can also kill your people to vent my anger. You make me feel uncomfortable, and I will never ask you to do it.

So happy!

Thinking of this, Jia Cong suddenly raised his head and said to Jia Mu: "Old lady, when I came out today, I saw a new girl in my yard, her name is Biluo. Wasn't she just sent here by the old lady? I was very surprised.

Okay, I won’t use the other girls for now, let’s talk about it later. But it’s different now than usual. The old lady also knows that Prince Beijing asks me to come and sit with him every now and then, and there’s no one around me.

It is always inconvenient for a capable servant to have a girl, so I thought it would be better to have a servant with the old lady. I wonder if the old lady is willing?"

As soon as Jia Mu heard about it, she replied: "Silly boy, what's wrong with this? Besides, you often go to the Prince's Mansion in Beijing and don't see each other for a long time, which is of great benefit to you and my Jia Mansion. Our little family

There is no shortage of servants, you can choose any one you want, I won’t refuse anything.”

When Jia Cong heard what Jia Mu said, he immediately turned his face and smiled at Wang Xifeng.

Wang Xifeng was feeling proud at this moment, when she suddenly heard Jia Cong mentioning something about the Prince's Palace in Beijing and the boy. She didn't realize what this boy wanted to do for a while. But when she saw Jia Cong gave him a sinister smile,

Immediately, a chill ran down my back, and I screamed inwardly.

It's not that she, Wang Xifeng, is timid, it's just that Jia Cong's smile is really scary, cunning, cunning, and vicious, just like the smile of a ghost that can be seen vaguely in a nightmare.

What kind of servant does this boy want?

What does he want to do?

wrong!

wrong!

He must be trying to spite me and take out his anger on my subordinates...

This little bastard!

Wang Xifeng understood Jia Cong's intention in a flash. But before she could open her mouth, she heard Jia Cong say to Jia Mu: "Old ancestor, you also know where the Beijing Palace is. Ordinary servants don't say whether they are worthy of me or not."

Go, I'm afraid if they are ignorant and cause some big trouble to our house, that would be terrible. I mean, my sister-in-law is usually the best at training people, and her young man has been practicing with her now.

Excellent, knows how to measure, how to advance and retreat, I mean, how about being alone with my sister-in-law?"

Sure enough, this little bastard really wants to harm me!

Wang Xifeng was furious and was about to scold him, but was frightened by Jia Mu's fierce look and dared not speak again.

"How about it, sister-in-law, sister-in-law and I can borrow a servant for you and me, sister-in-law won't be reluctant, right? You are just a slave, sister-in-law won't feel bad for you, right?"

Jia Cong sneered again and again and asked viciously every word.

"you……"

Wang Xifeng was so angry that her face turned blue. Indeed, those maids and servants were all slaves. But slaves are different from servants. She had spent so much effort to get her confidants to be well-adjusted. Could she just give it to Jia Cong like this?

Furthermore, so many of her bad things were done to her by these close confidants, how could she let them pass into the hands of others? Isn’t that just asking for death?

Thinking of this, Wang Xifeng gritted her teeth and forced a smile and said: "Good brother, where are the good boys of mine? You, Brother Jia Lian, have ruined them all. I am just sorting them out. Why don't you wait for two days and I will take care of them all?"

Do you think it’s okay if I teach you a lesson properly and then I personally give you orders?”

After hearing this, Jia Cong sneered again and again: "Good sister-in-law, I used to have a handy one in my hand, but unfortunately I haven't seen her since I left her place. Now I'm in a hurry to get someone to take care of me. Good sister-in-law, you
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