CH 9
Li Jingyun purses his lips, “You are a servant; do you understand that the less you know, the longer you live?"
"This maidservant is to blame that Young Master left the mansion today. This maidservant also bears accountability for the Young Master returning hurt. This maidservant should inquire.”
"So why didn't you just hand me over then?"
"This maidservant worries that the Madam will be concerned."
True enough.
Li Jingyun thought it was amusing, “You are now the maid in my yard. You may remain in this east yard indefinitely if this Young Master is willing. You should get in the habit of considering this Young Master your master."
Huayue rolled her eyes.
He grasped her chin, somewhat choking, with an angry smile, "Are you treating this Young Master as blind?"
"Young Master, be careful with your hands." Huayue smiled, ""This maidservant eye hurts, and does not mean to mock Young Master."
Not only is he being treated as blind, but also as stupid.
Withdrawing the bandaged arm, Li Jingyun gritted his teeth, "You can leave now."
Hua Yue questioned, "Where is the stuff that Young Master buy?" as she was gradually tidying up the bottles and jars near the bed.
"..." After being momentarily stunned, Li Jingyun's haughtiness vanished, and he didn't turn his head with a guilty conscience.
Hua Yue gave him a long look as her expression fell. "Young master broke his promise?" she asked.
"It's a complicated situation, and I'm not to blame." He remarked obliquely, " Something happened on the way back, and I didn't have time to visit Baolai Pavilion."
“When Young Master went out, you agreed this maidservant.”
“I was planning to go buy as well, who would have thought...” Li Jingyun says with pursed lips, “If not, you can let me go out again tomorrow.”
“...”
Huayue grinned and pointed at the ornate door before giving a firm headshake.
No way.
One outing is not enough; do you still want to go out again? Treat her as what? Is the waist card for leaving the General's Mansion?
"Young Master, kindly get some rest." After bowing, she stepped up and said, "This servant will be right outside the door."
“Eh...” Just as he was going to speak, Yin Huayue hurriedly shut the door.
A "bang" was heard, along with some rage.
Li Jingyun really wanted to drag her back and beat her, where were there servants who threw their master’s face? Even if... Even if he makes a mistake first, there are no other servants as haughty as her.
Isn’t it just a broken hairpin, isn't it whenever brought still counts as being brought?
Li Jingyun was lying down indignantly when he fell silent for a while. He was disgusted by the bow that was cinched around his arm. Finally, he made the decision to seek someone to go to the Baolai Pavilion tomorrow and comfort the distressed dog.
However, before he could make a move, Yin Huayue moved first.
Everyone in the Eastern Courtyard knows that the Young Master is quite irritable in the morning. Whoever wakes him up, he will be smashed. Huayue's reaction has always been sharp, and she is able to evade the hand cushion and pendant he tossed.
However, Huayue did not avoid early this morning.
She removed the mahogany hand pillow while holding Li Jingyun's favorite artwork, Eight Horses, with speed and ruthlessness.
Full marks for turning around a round and a half; full scores for landing position; full marks for sincere smile.
The Eight Horse Painting merely has a hole in it.
Finally able to open his eyes, Li Jingyun almost passed out from rage.
"What are you doing!"
Huayue touched the Eight Horses Painting with great pity, and when she heard sound, she looked at him reproachfully, “What is the Young Master doing?”
“Me?”
"This painting is the handwriting of Master Tang. To buy it back for you, the General put a lot of effort into it. With its careful brushwork and mounting, this item is a treasure among treasures and the only one in all of Jinghua. How could you possibly be willing to destroy it?"
“I...”
Li Jingyun was very puzzled, "I smash it?"
Huayue turned to face the few burly servants who were behind her, and the witnesses nodded in unison, "It was Young Master who destroyed it."
"You cannot smash it on the artwork no matter how displeased the young master is when you first wake up. It's a shame."
For a little while, Li Jingyun was perplexed, and he asked, "Are you utilizing the chance to exact revenge on me?"
'Young Master.' Huayue's eyes were filled with shock "How did you come up with such a notion? With all my heart, I serve Young Master as a maidservant. Everything is, of course, based on the Young Master. This servant will not be as concerned if this artwork is not the Young Master's treasure."
Li Jingyun started to question himself because of how honest her eyes were. Did he really have the wrong idea?
In the blink of an eye, he was eating the breakfast she brought, and suffered from diarrhea for half an hour.
Li Jingyun was enraged.
One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, even if one is male and one is female.
No need to buy a hairpin because he and Yin Huayue would battle to the bitter end!
In the spring, the sky and the air are both clear, and the flowers are in full blossom in the General's Mansion, yet the Eastern Courtyard is filled with the melancholy smoke of gunpowder.
Huayue has more work to do and is essentially working herself to exhaustion, but she is not a fool. She could find assistance when she exits the door. Even if she is unsuccessful in finding one, she will persevere and would not permit this Young Master to witness her embarrassing herself.
Not to be outdone, Li Jingyun subjected her to various forms of torture. He specifically requested people to locate masterpieces like "The Great Collection of Tortures of Wei Liang" and "The Former Wei Prison" for reference in order to look to have class.
The East Courtyard, which had previously been chilly and silent, unexpectedly burst to life.
Miss Han's birthday was approaching in a few days. Reliable reports claim that Miss Han returned already and handed the General's home an invitation.
Ankle resting on his knee [2], Li Jingyun was seated in the courtyard. He spit out the orange seeds in his mouth after hearing the servant's word and grumbled, "No."
Qin Sheng scratched his head, " The General's Mansion and the Han family have always gotten along, so it makes sense that the Young Master should visit there at least once."
“This Young Master is not free.”
Qin Sheng was puzzled, “It has also been a while since I last saw Young Master at the training ground, and the injury ought to be cured by now. What has Young Master been up to recently?”
Li Jingyun glared sideways at a corner of the courtyard, sticking out his lips in a very unhappy manner.
Qin Sheng followed his gaze and Stewardess Yin was seen weeding with a bowl of water.
“What... what is she doing?” Qin Sheng was confused, “Practice?”
"The world has never seen magic like that of Stewardess Yin. She cannot spill a drop of water from the bowl on her head all day long; what is she still practicing?
Admiringly, Qin Sheng inquired, "What would happen if it was spilled?" with a questioning tone.
"Not much will occur," After chewing on the orange, Li Jingyun commented, "Just go to the Supervising Office and get ten whips."
Qin Sheng, "..."
Li Jingyun scanned the room in an uneasy manner. "Is there any way you can fix her?"
"Young Master, Stewardess Yin is a woman; why do you have to dispute with her?"
“What? Woman?” Li Jingyun turned Qin Sheng’s head to Yin Huayue, and said in disbelief, "Do you know what kind of monster she is? If you put her in the training ground, we will both fall. Swords and weapons will not enter, nor will the five poisons."
“Why go that far...”
"I take it you don't believe me?" Li Jingyun patted him on the shoulder, "Can you think of a means to get her out of the East Courtyard, and I will give you the new treasured sword presented by Lian Qingfang."
Li Jingyun seemed too innocent to Qin Sheng; how could he be a respectable man to deal with a woman solely for a sword?
Turning his eyes, Qin Sheng said righteously, "Young Master, this subordinate has a good idea.”
Notes:
[1] 不死不休 bù sǐ bù xiū: Chinese idiom.
[2] 二郎腿 èr láng tuǐ: sit with ankle on knee
"This maidservant is to blame that Young Master left the mansion today. This maidservant also bears accountability for the Young Master returning hurt. This maidservant should inquire.”
"So why didn't you just hand me over then?"
"This maidservant worries that the Madam will be concerned."
True enough.
Li Jingyun thought it was amusing, “You are now the maid in my yard. You may remain in this east yard indefinitely if this Young Master is willing. You should get in the habit of considering this Young Master your master."
Huayue rolled her eyes.
He grasped her chin, somewhat choking, with an angry smile, "Are you treating this Young Master as blind?"
"Young Master, be careful with your hands." Huayue smiled, ""This maidservant eye hurts, and does not mean to mock Young Master."
Not only is he being treated as blind, but also as stupid.
Withdrawing the bandaged arm, Li Jingyun gritted his teeth, "You can leave now."
Hua Yue questioned, "Where is the stuff that Young Master buy?" as she was gradually tidying up the bottles and jars near the bed.
"..." After being momentarily stunned, Li Jingyun's haughtiness vanished, and he didn't turn his head with a guilty conscience.
Hua Yue gave him a long look as her expression fell. "Young master broke his promise?" she asked.
"It's a complicated situation, and I'm not to blame." He remarked obliquely, " Something happened on the way back, and I didn't have time to visit Baolai Pavilion."
“When Young Master went out, you agreed this maidservant.”
“I was planning to go buy as well, who would have thought...” Li Jingyun says with pursed lips, “If not, you can let me go out again tomorrow.”
“...”
Huayue grinned and pointed at the ornate door before giving a firm headshake.
No way.
One outing is not enough; do you still want to go out again? Treat her as what? Is the waist card for leaving the General's Mansion?
"Young Master, kindly get some rest." After bowing, she stepped up and said, "This servant will be right outside the door."
“Eh...” Just as he was going to speak, Yin Huayue hurriedly shut the door.
A "bang" was heard, along with some rage.
Li Jingyun really wanted to drag her back and beat her, where were there servants who threw their master’s face? Even if... Even if he makes a mistake first, there are no other servants as haughty as her.
Isn’t it just a broken hairpin, isn't it whenever brought still counts as being brought?
Li Jingyun was lying down indignantly when he fell silent for a while. He was disgusted by the bow that was cinched around his arm. Finally, he made the decision to seek someone to go to the Baolai Pavilion tomorrow and comfort the distressed dog.
However, before he could make a move, Yin Huayue moved first.
Everyone in the Eastern Courtyard knows that the Young Master is quite irritable in the morning. Whoever wakes him up, he will be smashed. Huayue's reaction has always been sharp, and she is able to evade the hand cushion and pendant he tossed.
However, Huayue did not avoid early this morning.
She removed the mahogany hand pillow while holding Li Jingyun's favorite artwork, Eight Horses, with speed and ruthlessness.
Full marks for turning around a round and a half; full scores for landing position; full marks for sincere smile.
The Eight Horse Painting merely has a hole in it.
Finally able to open his eyes, Li Jingyun almost passed out from rage.
"What are you doing!"
Huayue touched the Eight Horses Painting with great pity, and when she heard sound, she looked at him reproachfully, “What is the Young Master doing?”
“Me?”
"This painting is the handwriting of Master Tang. To buy it back for you, the General put a lot of effort into it. With its careful brushwork and mounting, this item is a treasure among treasures and the only one in all of Jinghua. How could you possibly be willing to destroy it?"
“I...”
Li Jingyun was very puzzled, "I smash it?"
Huayue turned to face the few burly servants who were behind her, and the witnesses nodded in unison, "It was Young Master who destroyed it."
"You cannot smash it on the artwork no matter how displeased the young master is when you first wake up. It's a shame."
For a little while, Li Jingyun was perplexed, and he asked, "Are you utilizing the chance to exact revenge on me?"
'Young Master.' Huayue's eyes were filled with shock "How did you come up with such a notion? With all my heart, I serve Young Master as a maidservant. Everything is, of course, based on the Young Master. This servant will not be as concerned if this artwork is not the Young Master's treasure."
Li Jingyun started to question himself because of how honest her eyes were. Did he really have the wrong idea?
In the blink of an eye, he was eating the breakfast she brought, and suffered from diarrhea for half an hour.
Li Jingyun was enraged.
One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, even if one is male and one is female.
No need to buy a hairpin because he and Yin Huayue would battle to the bitter end!
In the spring, the sky and the air are both clear, and the flowers are in full blossom in the General's Mansion, yet the Eastern Courtyard is filled with the melancholy smoke of gunpowder.
Huayue has more work to do and is essentially working herself to exhaustion, but she is not a fool. She could find assistance when she exits the door. Even if she is unsuccessful in finding one, she will persevere and would not permit this Young Master to witness her embarrassing herself.
Not to be outdone, Li Jingyun subjected her to various forms of torture. He specifically requested people to locate masterpieces like "The Great Collection of Tortures of Wei Liang" and "The Former Wei Prison" for reference in order to look to have class.
The East Courtyard, which had previously been chilly and silent, unexpectedly burst to life.
Miss Han's birthday was approaching in a few days. Reliable reports claim that Miss Han returned already and handed the General's home an invitation.
Ankle resting on his knee [2], Li Jingyun was seated in the courtyard. He spit out the orange seeds in his mouth after hearing the servant's word and grumbled, "No."
Qin Sheng scratched his head, " The General's Mansion and the Han family have always gotten along, so it makes sense that the Young Master should visit there at least once."
“This Young Master is not free.”
Qin Sheng was puzzled, “It has also been a while since I last saw Young Master at the training ground, and the injury ought to be cured by now. What has Young Master been up to recently?”
Li Jingyun glared sideways at a corner of the courtyard, sticking out his lips in a very unhappy manner.
Qin Sheng followed his gaze and Stewardess Yin was seen weeding with a bowl of water.
“What... what is she doing?” Qin Sheng was confused, “Practice?”
"The world has never seen magic like that of Stewardess Yin. She cannot spill a drop of water from the bowl on her head all day long; what is she still practicing?
Admiringly, Qin Sheng inquired, "What would happen if it was spilled?" with a questioning tone.
"Not much will occur," After chewing on the orange, Li Jingyun commented, "Just go to the Supervising Office and get ten whips."
Qin Sheng, "..."
Li Jingyun scanned the room in an uneasy manner. "Is there any way you can fix her?"
"Young Master, Stewardess Yin is a woman; why do you have to dispute with her?"
“What? Woman?” Li Jingyun turned Qin Sheng’s head to Yin Huayue, and said in disbelief, "Do you know what kind of monster she is? If you put her in the training ground, we will both fall. Swords and weapons will not enter, nor will the five poisons."
“Why go that far...”
"I take it you don't believe me?" Li Jingyun patted him on the shoulder, "Can you think of a means to get her out of the East Courtyard, and I will give you the new treasured sword presented by Lian Qingfang."
Li Jingyun seemed too innocent to Qin Sheng; how could he be a respectable man to deal with a woman solely for a sword?
Turning his eyes, Qin Sheng said righteously, "Young Master, this subordinate has a good idea.”
Notes:
[1] 不死不休 bù sǐ bù xiū: Chinese idiom.
[2] 二郎腿 èr láng tuǐ: sit with ankle on knee
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