Everyone Knows I’m a Good Person MTL - 121. The little young master in the rich nest (4)

When Jiang Bieyu was brought forward, the young master was cleaning his hands again, and the four maids were still waiting for him. When he wiped his hands, his eyes fell on the washed hands, his hair was still wet, and he changed his body. The man in the new slut’s clothing.

Looking at it this way, Shi Qing’s eyebrows couldn’t help but frowned, and asked, “Why do you wear this dress for him?”

The female lady who came in with Jiang Bieyu was taken aback, and quickly blessed her body and replied:

“Didn’t the young master say to keep him in the mansion? We found some clothes for him.”

Before, Shi Qing said that Jiang Liye had given Jiang Bieyu to him, and that he wanted Jiang Bieyu to sign a deed. They naturally felt that Jiang Bieyu was going to be a job.

“No way, no way.” The young master was still languidly leaning on the couch, letting the last girl wipe frost on his hand, and looked at Jiang Biieyu’s dusty clothes with dissatisfaction.

“He was born so well, it’s not okay to wear this kind of clothing for him.”

As he said, Shi Qing lifted his chin: “Bring paper and pen.”

His words were affirmative commands. The lady in charge of paper and pen didn’t stumble, she quickly turned around and took it, put it on the table, and rubbed the ink beside her.

The little young master got off the couch and stood barefoot on the blanket again, and immediately behind a series of female ladies softly persuaded:

“What is Qing brother going to do? Put on socks. Your illness hasn’t been long.”

“Hurry up and put on this cloak, the window just opened in the house, and it will blow again.”

“Brother Qing, slow down.”

The soft voices of the girls interlaced, and the room seemed to be lively for a while.

Jiang Bieyu was very out of place in the excitement. He just stood there silently, looking at the little young master who was barefoot, chasing a few female women behind him, and walked toward him aggressively.

When he got closer, he naturally stretched out his hand again, grabbed Jiang Bieyu’s wrist, and took him to the table with him.

Shi Qing hadn’t mentioned any heavy objects ever since he was a child. She was raised up delicately and naturally didn’t have much strength in her hands. Fortunately, Jiang Bieyu cooperated with him.

The lady who was grinding ink saw Jiang Bieyu followed her, her face turned white and her body was tense. She looked at this man who had become more tall and fierce after she stood up, and her eyes were full. It is fear.

“Brother Qing, Qing…”

Shi Qing naturally saw the fear revealed in the girl’s expression, and the young master immediately flashed his brows, as if feeling self-satisfied because “others are afraid, but I am not afraid”, and at the same time he laughed at her very rudely:

“Your girl is just timid. He is now my own. What’s to be afraid of.”

“Okay, you get out of the way and let Jiang Bieyu rub the ink for me.”

“Yes.”

As if she had been amnesty, the girl hurriedly blessed her body, and stepped back respectfully and cautiously.

The young master came to the table first, looked at the paper spread on the table, and reached out his hand to touch it with satisfaction.

After touching it, he noticed that Jiang Bieyu had been standing still, but he was not angry. Instead, he spoke to Jiang Bieyu in a soft tone that was in line with his mother:

“You didn’t hear it just now? I want you to come over and polish the ink for me.”

It seemed like a reprimand when the words came out, but when Shiqing said these words, his voice was soft and he didn’t have much anger, and he had a good temper.

Jiang Bieyu didn’t really think that the young master in front of him had a good temper.

Shi Qing’s reputation is still very great in Hecheng. The only son of Shi’s family is spoiled and spoiled. Every day, he spends time and drinks around and plays with people. Because the whole Hecheng children are not rich enough for him, when he gets along with people. , He can’t help being a little arrogant and contented.

When facing others, he was also asked to hold him. If he didn’t hold him, Shi Qing would definitely not give him a good face.

Before meeting this young master, Jiang Bieyu had only heard Shiqing’s name in Jiang Liye. Every time, this elder brother who had never touched a wall in the Fuzhong gritted his teeth and his face was full of unwillingness.

Often this time either Shi Qing bought something he liked, or Shi Qing didn’t give him a good face outside.

Therefore, the young master’s arrogant and intolerant temperament had been in Jiang Bieyu’s mind a long time ago.

It’s just that he didn’t expect that the first time the two met, it started with Shi Qing drew him a hundred lashes.

He could coax Shifu with his mother, but he couldn’t coax Jiang Bieyu, who was the client.

But now, this young master treats him with a conniving attitude.

Jiang Bieyu didn’t say anything, and went forward silently and began to rub his ink.

He is still very proficient in doing this. After all, he doesn’t have a servant like Jiang Liye in Jiang’s family. If he wants to write, he has to buy paper and pen with the money he saved, and it is natural to polish ink. do it yourself.

The man stood straight, rubbing his ink, while still feeling the sight of the young master looking over.

He remained silent, even though he was wondering why Shiqing wanted to look at him with such a look in his heart, he kept his eyes down and focused on grinding the ink.

Shi Qing is looking at Jiang Bieyu’s body proportions.

The more I look at him, the greater his interest.

How about being a male protagonist, even if he hasn’t eaten enough since he was a child, and he has to be consulted by his brothers, he can still grow into this tall look.

Shoulder width, slender waist, big long legs, flat lower abdomen, you can’t see if you have any abdominal muscles, but you can practice if you don’t.

Shi Qing looked more vigorously, and simply stepped forward, patted Jiang Bieyu on the shoulder, and ordered, “You turn around.”

Jiang Bieyu paused with Momo’s hand, and cast a deep glance at the happy young master with his light-colored eyes.

Good point, why are you so happy all of a sudden?

He was a little wary of things he couldn’t guess, but he turned around obediently.

When turning around and exposing his back which is equivalent to his weakness in front of Shiqing, the eyes that can observe and help him cannot help a little because they are in front, the whole body that Jiang Bieyu can’t control becomes stiff. Tensed up.

This feeling of exposing weaknesses made him very uncomfortable.

It’s like when he was a child, he was forced to cover his face. Jiang Liye said he was going to play peekaboo with him. In fact, when he stretched out his arms to discredit someone, he quietly followed behind him and took advantage of him. I couldn’t see it, kicked him to the rockery.

Jiang Bieyu was not afraid of harm. He just hated the situation where he knew nothing and couldn’t see anything when the harm was about to come.

On the previous boat, when Shi Qing was about to be beaten, he clearly heard the little young master who was soggy and angry with his teeth and claws saying he was hit with a hundred lashes.

Anyway, he determined what the punishment was.

When being beaten, Jiang Bieyu could still lie on the ground, clenching his fists, counting in his heart, enduring the pain and waiting for the hundredth.

Instead of being asked to turn his back, deprived of the sight behind him, he didn’t know what Shiqing was doing and what he wanted to do to him.

Although he didn’t get along for a long time, Jiang Bieyu could also tell that Xu was spoiled and almost never suffered a loss when he grew up. Shi Qing’s temperament was a bit moody. Hit him intentionally, but now he can touch his eyes with joy.

The young master of the Shi family is capricious.

His uncontrollability made it difficult for Jiang Bieyu not to think in the worst direction.

After all, Shi Qing could smile at him after he finished hitting him, and he could also kill him while smiling.

Jiang Bieyu was thinking about it, and suddenly he felt a soft hand fall on his back, as if he was measuring something, from the left to the right.

The man’s body stiffened because of the sudden movement.

From behind came the soft voice of the young master, as if he thought it was funny: “The meat on your body is very hard, it’s really strong.”

As he said, he took a few more shots. Jiang Bieyu had never had such close contact with anyone except his aunt. Under such a soft hand, his body became uncontrollable and stretched again.

He stood stiff and straight, feeling that the young master at the back was carefully measuring various parts of his body inside and out. After measuring one place each time, he had to stop and write something on the paper.

Finally, Shi Qing’s soft and arrogant voice rang again: “Okay, turn back.”

The man was silent and obedient again.

He turned back and looked at the tabletop seemingly unintentionally. There was indeed something written on the paper on it.

The young master didn’t pay attention to where he was looking, only patted his chest: “You are really strong.”

It was the first experience of Jiang Bieyu’s life to be looked at with such a look of love and yearning to boast of his physical fitness.

He stiffly avoided the sight of the young master looking over, and tried to lower his eyes to keep his face calm.

Shi Qing didn’t care whether he looked at him at all. Instead, he tried to press his hand against the man’s shoulder, somewhat dissatisfied: “Lower your body, I can’t reach you while standing like this.”

This is not false. Shi Qing’s stature is not considered short among his peers, but he is only sixteen years old this year. How tall can a sixteen-year-old boy grow in this day and age.

On the other hand, Jiang Bieyu, who was eighteen this year, was born a lot taller than other people of his age. Before he was on the ground, he was fine. Now when he stands up, Shi Qing realizes that Jiang Bieyu is nearly taller than him. Two heads.

What a distressing height ratio.

With such a big gap, what should we do if we do not coordinate when we carry out some kind of harmony movement in the future?

Fortunately, he is only sixteen this year, and he can grow.

Shi Qing jotted down the fact that he should exercise more and drink more milk and grow taller quickly, and at the same time he was very picky facing Jiang Bieyu, who was squatting down slightly with him:

“Still too high.”

Jiang Bieyu didn’t understand why he suddenly thought he was too tall, so he lowered his head tentatively.

Now the young master is really satisfied.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed the man’s handsome face with his soft, slender fingers as if he had grabbed some fun toy.

Having always met his visual needs, Shi Qing let go of his hand and patted Jiang Bieyu’s shoulder intimately:

“Don’t worry, you look so good, I will definitely make you a set of clothes that looks the best and suits you best.”

With that said, he was a little proud to get away and let Jiang Bieyu look at the pen and paper on the table.

“I personally drew the clothes for you, and I will definitely dress you up as the most powerful person.”

As he said, he turned his head and asked the female ladies in the room: “Wait, you guys, when I draw the clothes, you can make them.”

Wives: “…”

“But Brother Qing, you have never painted before.”

“Yes, not to mention this painting style of clothing is what a tailor shop should do. Our Qing brother is so delicate, how can we do such a thing.”

“Don’t get tired anymore, Madam said, we want us to look at you well, and we want you to read more and rest.”

The young master didn’t listen: “Reading is what a rest. Who says I haven’t painted before. I did it hundreds of times without knowing it in my dreams. Don’t stop me soon. I have to dress him myself. ”

He said so, even if the female ladies felt that Shi Qing couldn’t draw anything, they didn’t dare to stop.

Just thinking that after Brother Qing had said that, Jiang Bieyu would wait on him by his side, and one by one became worried for Shi Qing.

If it is true that Jiang Bieyu’s clothes are made according to the clothes style drawn by Brother Qing, wouldn’t it be that in the future, the young master of their Shi family will be accompanied by a person in tattered or fancy clothes.

The people outside may still laugh at Brother Qing.

A group of female ladies don’t say anything else, they still have loyalty. Now that they can’t stop Shiqing from drawing clothes by themselves, they have secretly decided in their hearts. If the drawing is done, Qing brother wants them to do it, they must do it. Secretly make it normal.

Shi Qing’s “artistic creation” is a whole day.

He sometimes frowned and grinned, sometimes frowned in thought, and then he asked the woman who was in charge of fabrics to ask about the characteristics of various fabrics.

During this period, he took Jiang Bieyu to pat and beat for a long time, and all the women who were watching were terrified.

Before making clothes, the people in the tailor’s shop are the most to measure their body. How to get to Qing brother is the same as the butcher who beats the pig to see where to start when buying meat.

The female ladies were frightened, afraid that something might happen to the Muslims, so they hurriedly sent a female lady to tell the news in the wife’s yard.

When she came, Mrs. Shi was in the mood because the father finally decided to vent his anger for Shixi under her tears. He didn’t take it seriously, but felt that they were making a fuss:

“My Qing elder brother, the young master, can’t even use a little pen and ink? If he is willing to do it, then let him do it, as long as it doesn’t hurt and get tired.”

As long as Shi Qing can raise his body obediently at home, not to mention that he has to draw and make clothes by himself, even if he demolishes the house, their Shi family can afford it.

The big deal is to remove the cover here and cover the other side.

It can be seen that the overbearing reputation of the young master of the Hecheng Shi family is justified.

The mistress in the yard said so, even if the women in Shi Qing’s room thought that their brother Qing was too serious, they still didn’t dare to do anything else.

When Shi Qing finished painting, he waved proudly, letting Jiang Bieyu, who was always standing on the side and very calm and motivated, come over and take a look.

“Come and take a look, this will be your clothes from now on.”

Jiang Bieyu stepped forward and followed the young master’s intention to look at the piece of rice paper.

On the rice paper, a rough cloth was exposed before his eyes.

The reason why it is rough is because Shi Qing’s painting skills are so touching.

To make an analogy, if you say that ordinary people paint, draw a cat.

When Shi Qing painted, it was a match cat.

In short, from the perspective of the effect of drawing paper, it is very difficult to describe in a word.

Fortunately, Shiqing may have self-knowledge, and he thoughtfully marked out what kind of fabric it was made of.

In general, the preparations were very serious, and the results were dismal.

The young master turned his head to look at Jiang Bieyu with confidence, a beautiful face inherited from Mrs. Shi, full of confidence:

“is it nice?”

Jiang Bieyu was silent for a few seconds.

“nice.”

The young master got a satisfactory answer and immediately laughed. His eyebrows were crooked and harmless, and the stars in his beautiful eyes looked like the brightest stars.

Such a pure, clear smile actually cleared the face in front of Shi, who had come to the infamous dude in Crane Castle.

Jiang Bieyu was a little stunned.

But the young master who tried to confront him did not continue to look at him, but picked up the rice paper and handed it to the female ladies to see:

“Just do it in this style, and there are notes next to it. If you don’t know anything, you must ask me, but you can’t do it by yourself. This is the first time I draw my own clothes. You can’t mess it up for me. , Know not.”

The female ladies looked weird after seeing this kind of “design drawing”, but seeing the look of “I am so great” on the face of the young master, they could only respond obediently:

“Yes.”

In short, they can only do their best to make up, anyhow, don’t make a four-dimensional image and show it to Jiang Bieyu. It doesn’t matter if he is embarrassed. If Qing brother takes Jiang Bieyu out of the clothes, it will be embarrassing for the whole Shi family.

Although the clothes were supposed to be made for Jiang Bieyu, he was very witty and didn’t make any comments, just like a robot, ordering one action one by one.

After the clothes were drawn, the young master went straight back to the couch, holding the cat whose nails had been cut by his servant, and playing with him for a while. He raised his eyes to find that Jiang Bieyu was still standing at the table, silently and earnestly rubbing the ink. .

He was amused directly: “I don’t paint anymore, what are you doing standing there.”

Jiang Bieyu kept moving his hands, raising his eyes to look at the smiling boy who was sitting on the soft couch, holding the cat and cheering at himself.

“You didn’t want me to stop.”

“I didn’t say to stop, you won’t stop?”

Hearing the answer, the young master really became happier. He hugged the cat on the couch and lay lazily on the pillow:

“Then you continue to grind.”

Jiang Bieyu continued to drop his eyes and sharpen his ink in compliance.

Seeing him on the couch, the girl-in-law who carefully covered him with a quilt and stuffed him with soup whispered:

“Unexpectedly, this big man looks fierce, but he is still a loyal and honest temper.”

The young master touched his cat softly, and asked the talking girl: “Do you think he is loyal?”

“No, Qing brother, you let him polish ink, and he keeps polishing it without saying to stop. Although this man looks fierce, he looks a bit honest.”

Following Shiqing’s female women were sold to Shi’s family since they were young, and they received education on “how to serve a good master” and so on. In their eyes, loyalty is already a high praise.

Shi Qing smiled and looked at the man who seemed to have no edges and corners on his body at this moment.

He still looks the same, still the height, but because he deliberately lowered his eyes slightly to cover the edge that shouldn’t be in it, and deliberately made a bit of woodiness, the female ladies who are busy in the house at this moment are no longer visible to the naked eye. I was afraid of him like before.

It seemed that Jiang Bieyu was planning to settle down in Shi’s house first.

He had just been brought up before, and he should have thought that Shi’s family would not let him go, so his aggressive aura was not concealed much.

Now that he knew that Shi Qing would not do anything to him for the time being, and asked him for a contract to sell his body, this guy just got up.

This piece of wood looks really like it.

Shi Qing yawned and decided to take a nap. He held his cat and closed his eyes lazily.

He wanted to go to bed, and he didn’t tell the women who were busy in the room, but the women who had all their attention on the master became quiet one after another. They didn’t do anything that could make noises, and just did that kind of silence. It won’t be noisy to Shiqing.

The room became quiet for a while.

“Meow……”

The domineering big fat cat that was originally held by Shiqing jumped off the couch. The girl lady was afraid that it would wake Shiqing, so she hurriedly took the dried fish and fed it, but she only smelled it and didn’t eat it, and raised her tail proudly. , Stepping away from his limbs, went straight to Jiang Bieyu who was silent and grinning.

This is understandable, after all, Jiang Bieyu is the only one living in the house.

Jiang Bieyu also noticed that the cat was coming for him, and he raised his eyes and glanced at it.

This is a typical Persian cat with long hair. Jiang Bieyu has seen a Persian cat. Most of the cats raised by the ladies and ladies of Hecheng are Persian cats, but the cats Jiang Bieyu has seen are all delicate. I have to be held in my arms everywhere.

Shi Qing is very different. It has a domineering face and looks very fierce.

This unflattering appearance, which is supposed to be unpleasant, made it a favorite of Shi’s young master.

Because the person with the highest status in this yard loves it, and even the little servants with the girl-girls dare not neglect it, so this cat is very arrogant.

It looked at Brother Qing with disdain, and he looked like a king.

It must let every outsider know that here is its territory!

The cat king jumped onto the table aggressively.

Before it gave the other side a stab at it, there was always no sharpness. The wood-like mechanical ink-grinding man raised his eyes slightly and glanced at the Persian cat in front of him.

“Woo!”

The cat king seemed to be intimidated by a beast, subconsciously took a step back, quickly jumped off the table and ran back to the couch, buried his head in the bedding, and the cat’s butt was exposed, quiet as a chicken.

“Huh? What happened to the cat?”

A female lady noticed the movement of the cat and glanced at Jiang Bieyu curiously.

Jiang Bieyu lifted his face and said softly, “That cat is so good that he has to accompany his master when he sleeps.”

It turned out to be with Brother Qing.

The girl-girl let go of her doubts, nodded, and whispered: “Naturally, Brother Qing is kind to that cat. It’s normal for him to like Brother Qing.”

Jiang Bieyu nodded thoughtfully: “What you said is.”

“Being so good to it, it should like and be loyal to its master.”

So when Shi Qing wakes up from sleep, he can see that the man is still grinding ink under the candlelight.

Perhaps after noticing his gaze, Jiang Biieyu raised his head and looked at Shi Qing with loyalty.

Nestled in the warm quilt, the young master just shuddered.

This guy, what are you doing.

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I was edited and knocked out, I can’t write about warlords, so this small world has changed its background. The overhead is similar to the ancient background. The setting is a chaos in the world. Everyone is rushing for territory. At the same time, the overhead countries in the West have also developed, and there are also wars over there. , And we can still ride white horses and wear military uniforms in the late stage of the offensive, but! He is not a warlord, he is a general

[Key points: The whole process of this small world is made up by the author, and does not involve real history, nor does it allude to any historical figures. The author just wants to talk about a sweet love while attacking Su Yi.]

And because of the changes in the previous settings, it may look a bit similar to the world of the prince Gongju, but the original emotional drama and career line will remain unchanged, and it will still be written as originally thought. It should be good to see later. NS

Good night everyone