The Heavens Begin with Dream of the Red Chamber

Chapter 56 Seduction is a Skill
Keqing had been asking people to keep an eye on the goings-on in the mansion. As soon as Uncle Zhan arrived, Baozhu immediately passed on the news.

Keqing returned to her room immediately and dressed herself up again in front of the silver mirror. Then she went to the front yard with a happy face to greet Uncle Zhan.

Since the family has now reached a consensus, those tedious steps were omitted, and after a brief chat, the banquet began.

At the banquet, Keqing sat right next to Uncle Zhan. Her beautiful eyes, full of affection, were fixed on Uncle Zhan, and she didn't even look at her own master.

Now there was no need to get Keqing drunk anymore, so no one watched Keqing and urged her to drink anymore. Instead, it was Keqing herself who enthusiastically urged people to drink cup after cup, and she was much more proactive than last time.

With his beauty by his side, Mr. Zhan drank the whole cup and soon became intoxicated.

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, when they were enjoying themselves, Yindie suddenly came over and saluted:
"Madam, the manager of the manor is here and said he has something important to report. Madam, please come over."

After hearing this, Youshi smiled apologetically and said:
"There are so many things going on in this family. I will be leaving for a while. Please forgive me, Master Zhan."

Master Zhan also bowed and smiled:

"We are all family, sister-in-law, just take care of your own affairs, what's so strange about that?"

Youshi stood up and followed Yindie out. Then Jia Rong also wanted to find an excuse to leave. After drinking three or five more cups, he was already drunk and wanted to doze off on the table.

Keqing glanced at her master who was pretending to be so arrogant, and secretly disdained him in her heart, but smiled on her face:
"Master, you are such a fool. I asked you to drink less at noon, but you refused. Now look what happened. Are you going to get drunk?"

"Uncle Zhan is not satisfied yet, so you can't leave halfway."

Jia Rong knew that his wife was angry with him and wanted to embarrass him, but he was a shameless man and for the sake of business, he did not get angry. Instead, he smiled and drank a few more cups, then lay down on the table and fell asleep.

Seeing that her master had "fallen asleep", Keqing knew that it was her turn to show off, so she picked up a glass of wine, leaned towards Master Zhan, and said in a delicate voice:

"Uncle, it's cold this night, you need to drink a few more cups."

Master Zhan felt the softness on his arm, listened to the sound of the sugar content, and looked at Keqing's charming and affectionate eyes. He couldn't help but feel itchy in his heart.

Especially since nephew Rong was "sleeping soundly" next to him, it made people even more itchy.

However, Master Zhan has always been a kind gentleman, and he never does anything to offend the bull-headed man in front of him, so he righteously put his hand in front of Keqing's chest and pushed her away:

"What is this, niece-in-law?"

"You can drink if you want, but it's better not to get too close. After all, men and women shouldn't be too close to each other, so you should be careful of suspicion of being in a melon field and plum field."

Keqing lowered her head and looked at the hand that was stretching and grasping uncertainly. She clearly felt Uncle Zhan's determination to shut her out. She felt that Master Zhan was indeed a kind gentleman, which made her feel extremely ashamed and her whole body was hot.

But the more upright Mr. Zhan is, the more determined Keqing becomes.

She took a deep breath, ignoring the shame and blush on her face, and reached out to press down the palm of Master Zhan's hand that was used to reject her, and pressed it on her legs, holding it down hard, not allowing him to escape, and said in a trembling voice:

"This is not my niece's fault, but the table my master prepared is too small and too crowded."

"Uncle, if you want to blame someone, just blame my master!"

Master Zhan suddenly realized, "Ah, it turns out that it's the problem with this table, no wonder!"

"Of course! The daily expenses of Ningguo Mansion are getting bigger and bigger. We are gradually running out of money. We should save as much as possible."

Keqing felt that she could no longer suppress the pressure. The temperature of that big hand was getting higher and higher, passing through her legs to her heart, making her whole body feel hot.

Seeing Keqing's cheeks getting redder and her eyes becoming more seductive, Zhan Ershisi couldn't help swallowing and felt his throat getting a little dry.

Seeing this, Keqing hurriedly took another wine glass and urged him to drink again.

It was a pity that at this moment, Master Zhan's hands had been sealed by her legs, and he was unable to take the wine glass at all. Keqing had no choice but to raise her jade hand and bring the wine glass to Master Zhan's lips.

"Uncle Zhan, please have some wine!"

Mr. Zhan then lowered his head and drank the wine in the glass, but still not satisfied, he smacked his lips, as if he was still not satisfied.

Keqing poured more wine, but this time Master Zhan refused to drink. He just stared at Keqing's rouge-coated red lips, wanting to imitate Master Bao's habit and ask for some rouge.

However, Keqing misunderstood and thought that Mr. Zhan wanted a leather cup, and she felt more and more embarrassed and angry.

She was the young lady of Ningguo Mansion, but she was not the top prostitute in the brothel and had no experience in seduction at all.

Being able to say those words that made her feel so hot all over and to take such an active approach to him were all "seduction tactics" that she had carefully thought about and accumulated over the past few days.

She really couldn't bring herself to say or do some of the more "shameless" words and actions.

In her opinion, since everyone has the same idea and is working together, she only needs to throw out an introduction and clearly express her intentions, and Uncle Zhan will naturally take advantage of the situation and accept the good intentions, and then both parties will hit it off and accomplish good things.

What followed was the unspeakable plot after entering the room. She didn't need to do anything else. She just had to let Uncle Zhan exercise his subjective initiative.

But who would have thought that Uncle Zhan was actually a kind-hearted gentleman who understood romance. He was not in a hurry about the last thing, but just went around with her leisurely, not willing to taste it slowly until she was completely infatuated and her muscles were softened.

Seeing that Keqing looked unhappy and no longer as charming as before, Master Zhan immediately sat up straight.

As a kind-hearted gentleman, he is determined not to force others. Others must actively seduce him before he is willing to give in and sacrifice himself to feed the devil. He will never give the person who reported him a chance.

Neither taking the initiative nor refusing, this is Mr. Zhan's self-cultivation.

Who said this is a scumbag?

Those are the three elements that make a scumbag. Mr. Zhan should take responsibility, okay?
Seeing Uncle Zhan like this, Keqing suddenly became angry, but she now had an important responsibility on her shoulders, and her master was "watching" her in her dreams, so she could not act willfully. She could only sigh, pick up the wine glass, pour the wine into her mouth, then move forward, sit on Master Zhan's lap, hug Master Zhan's neck with both hands, and pass the wine to him.

Ouch!
Master Zhan opened his eyes wide in surprise, watching Keqing's active flattery, and swallowed the wine mouthful by mouthful, and then continued to swallow, and continued to swallow...

He swallowed Keqing until she was almost suffocated, then he relaxed and let Keqing catch her breath.

At this time, Keqing's legs were weak and she had no strength to stand up. She had no choice but to stay in Master Zhan's arms, using his strong chest and shoulders to support her body.

Keqing had just taken a few breaths when she saw Uncle Zhan picking up the wine glass with a smile.

"Niece-in-law, thank you for your hard work. I'll toast to you, too."

After Master Zhan finished speaking, he poured the wine into his own mouth and toasted back, just like Keqing had done just now.

Keqing's cherry-like mouth was blocked by him. She opened her eyes wide in surprise and looked into the eyes of Uncle Zhan who was close by. Then she quickly surrendered to the piercing gaze of Master Zhan, closed her beautiful eyes quickly, flared her nostrils, and carefully savored the taste of the Erguotou liquor.

So exciting!
This wine is so stimulating!

The excitement was so great that Jia Rong, who was sleeping next to him, couldn't help but twist his body to sober himself up.

However, Keqing and the other two were so intoxicated by the aroma of the wine that they didn't notice him at all.

As the saying goes, courtesy comes first. If you toast me, I must toast you back. So Mr. Zhan and the other man drank one cup after another from leather cups.

But this leather cup also has a bad thing, that is, the base of the cup is not good, and the wine always leaks out. The wine often slides from the corners of Keqing's lips, then flows down her swan-like neck like mutton-fat jade and sinks into her clothes.

Mr. Zhan has always been a frugal person who hates waste the most. Seeing that the wine was spilled, of course he would chase after it and lick it.

Down, down, down...

"Ah..." Keqing suddenly cried out and jumped off Uncle Zhan's body, looking terrified, "No... Not here..."

Seeing that Master Zhan had returned to his sanctimonious attitude, Keqing rolled her eyes at him unhappily, straightened her clothes, calmed her breathing, then bowed and said sanctimoniously:
"It's getting late now, Uncle Zhan might as well stay overnight at the mansion!"

Master Zhan also smiled and bowed his hands in thanks:
"Before I knew it, it's already so late at night. I'll have to stay at your house for another night."

Keqing then walked to her master's side, stretched out her hand to push Jia Rong, and called softly:
"Master, master..."

After calling him seven or eight times in a row, Jia Rong slowly woke up, rubbed his hazy eyes, and asked in a low voice:

"Am I asleep?"

"Oh my, that's so rude!"

"I shouldn't have been greedy at noon and drank a few more cups. I neglected Uncle Zhan. I hope Uncle Zhan won't blame me."

Zhan Ershisi smiled and said:
"My dear nephew, your words are too polite. We are all family, there is no need to be rude."

"Besides, my nephew had just closed his eyes when he was awakened by Keqing."

"Really?" Jia Rong turned and asked Keqing.

Keqing smiled and replied:

"I was afraid that the master would be disrespectful in front of Uncle Zhan, so when I saw the master lying on the table, I immediately came over to wake him up."

"Oh, it's all right, all right..." Jia Rong put his hand on his forehead and said thankfully, "My wife did the right thing!"

After the three of them had performed for a long time, Master Zhan finally said:

"I have had enough fun today, why don't we end the banquet here? What do you think, nephew?"

Jia Rong also began to praise it, and Keqing made another suggestion:
"It's getting late now, you can let Uncle Zhan stay at your house."

Of course Jia Rong agreed, and called the butler Lai Er to arrange a guest room for Mr. Zhan.

"My yard is quite spacious, so let's arrange it there."

After listening to this, Lai Er obeyed the order and went to clean up the guest room first. Maids and servants came to clean up the leftovers and served tea.

The three of them sat in the living room and chatted for a while. After a while, Lai Er came back to report that the guest room had been cleaned up.

Jia Rong then led Master Zhan out of the house and went to his own small courtyard.

To the west of Ningguo Mansion are the ancestral hall and Huifang Garden, and all the residences are on the east side.

The backyard is very large, but it is mainly where the master and his concubines live. Even the wife, Mrs. You, does not live in the backyard, but in the middle of the east side.

Now, Peifeng and other concubines have been sent away by Youshi, and the spacious backyard is now deserted.

This is also an important reason why the master has been going out from time to time recently.

Although Jia Rong is the eldest son of Ningguo Mansion, he does not live in the backyard. After getting married, he moved to the front yard, which is very close to the second gate, almost right next to it, just a few steps away.

The three of them left the warm room, passed the ceremonial gate, turned the second gate, and soon arrived at Jia Rong's courtyard.

This courtyard has three entrances and exits, with more than a dozen large rooms connected by corridors, and is very grand.

Jia Rong pointed to the wing room in the middle of the courtyard and said:
"Our home is simple, Uncle Zhan, please stay here for a while tonight!"

Zhan Ershisi exchanged a few polite words and then went into the wing room. Jia Rong and his wife went to the courtyard to rest.

The key tonight is not the residence, so Zhan Ershisi just lay down on the bed and waited for the show to start in the middle of the night.

When Jia Rong and his wife returned to their room, Jia Rong yawned and said to himself:
"What a drunken stupor! I'm so sleepy!"

After he finished speaking, he fell on the bed and started snoring loudly.

Rolling her eyes at her own master who was lying unconscious on the bed, Keqing stood up and told Baozhu and Ruizhu to prepare hot water and a bathtub. Then she went to the next room, took down the cheongsam that was hanging there, hung it in front of the mercury mirror, put the three-inch high heels aside, and found all the jewelry such as earrings and necklaces and arranged them, ready for use after she took a bath.

Hot water and other supplies are available 24 hours a day in this mansion and were quickly brought in.

Keqing took a thorough bath with Baozhu and the other two helping her, making herself smell delicious. Then she got out of the tub, wiped herself clean, changed into her nightgown, and waved to Baozhu and the other two, saying:

"You two are tired, go back and rest. We won't need you to serve me tonight."

Baozhu and the other two thanked them, packed up the things, and left.

After the two men left, Keqing took off her nightgown again, came to the mercury mirror, put on the tight cheongsam, stepped on high heels, simply tied her hair into a bun, pinned it with a gold hairpin, put on a jewel necklace, earrings and other accessories, and then took rouge and powder to dress herself up.

After everything was done, she looked left and right in the silver mirror. She felt so radiant and alluring that she was sure that Uncle Zhan would be bewitched. Then she got up and went out.

For this moment, she has been practicing hard these days to walk in high heels. Now she can walk steadily and will not twist her ankle or fall at all.

She slowly opened the door with her slender waist, and then she was met with Ruizhu's surprised eyes.

The four of them looked at each other, feeling extremely awkward.

"Ah..." The two of them exclaimed in a low voice at the same time.

Keqing quickly shrank back and closed the door. Her heart was pounding wildly and she felt quite at a loss.

Ruizhu is such a stubborn girl. She clearly said that they don’t need to serve her tonight, so why is she still staying here!
Baozhu is much smarter than her and will do whatever she is told!
Being blocked inside the door by Ruizhu, Keqing became a little anxious. Uncle Zhan was still waiting there, and she couldn't stand him up!

After hesitating for a moment, Keqing gritted her teeth and pushed the door open again.

Ruizhu is just a little stubborn and lacks in adaptability, but she is not a fool. When she saw her mistress's outfit before, she immediately knew that she had done something bad and saw things that she shouldn't have seen.

She wanted to turn around and leave, pretending nothing had happened, but she hesitated at the critical moment, worried that if she left now, it would seem too deliberate. Would it be better to pretend nothing had happened and that she had seen nothing?

Just as he was hesitating, Keqing came out again.

Ruizhu hurriedly knelt on the ground, closed her eyes tightly, and deeply hated herself for not being blind.

Listening to the crisp "click-click" sound of heels hitting the ground, Ruizhu felt that her mistress was standing in front of her.

"What did you see?"

Hearing this angry question, Ruizhu couldn't help but tremble and shook her head violently, "I didn't see anything!"

"It better be this way!"

Keqing viciously stretched out her hand to pinch Ruizhu's ear, twisted it 90 degrees, and warned her sternly as Ruizhu cried out in pain:

"Watch your eyes!"

"Watch your mouth!"

"if not……"

Keqing thought for a long time, but still couldn't figure out how to threaten him, so she threatened:

"Otherwise I will give you to Jiao Da!"

Ruizhu kowtowed and begged for mercy, swearing, "Madam, rest assured, I will never tell anyone about this."

Keqing then let go of her hand, stepped forward, and continued to walk out. Ruizhu watched from behind with fear as her young mistress walked out in such an alluring outfit. She was terrified and curious at the same time. The master was obviously not at home tonight, so where was the young mistress going?
Seeing Keqing about to leave the room, she subconsciously reminded:
"Madam, it's cold outside. Do you want to put on a coat?"

Keqing paused, realizing that it was winter now and it was freezing cold outside. There were floor heating in the house, so it was no problem for her to be exposed in such thin clothes indoors, but if she went out like this, she would be frozen to death.

Before, she was focused on how to seduce her Uncle Zhan, but forgot about the temperature issue. When Ruizhu reminded her, she suddenly came to her senses.

Her face turned red, she stamped her feet and said coquettishly:
"You know it's cold outside, but you didn't go get the cloak. You're just standing there watching the joke. You're such a heartless little jerk!"

Ruizhu was scolded, but she was no longer afraid. Instead, she saw through her young mistress's true colors. She immediately stuck out her tongue, lowered her head and pursed her lips, and went into the room.

After a while, Ruizhu came out holding a thick cloak and helped Keqing put it on, tying it up front and back, trying her best to cover the exposed parts.

Keqing's face flushed and she turned away, embarrassed to look at Ruizhu. After she was done, she didn't care that her clothes still couldn't keep out the severe cold outside, so she walked quickly forward, pushed the door open, and went straight to the front yard.

Ruizhu was curious, but she was also loyal to her master. She was worried that her young mistress might get cold and get into trouble, so she tiptoed and followed Keqing forward.

Keqing went out of the door and was blown by the cold wind. She didn't care about her manners anymore. She clutched the thick cloak outside with her arms, shrunk her neck, and jogged along the corridor to the room where Master Zhan was staying. In front of Ruizhu's surprised gaze, she opened the door and rushed in.

Master Zhan was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, when he heard a series of footsteps outside the door. Then the door opened and a man rushed in.

Although he lived in a wing room, it was separated into inside and outside, and there was a screen in the middle to prevent the cold wind from blowing directly on people when the door was opened.

So he couldn't see who came in.

So Master Zhan listened attentively to the rustling sound of clothes outside, and asked knowingly:

"Who is coming in from outside? Is it my nephew Rong?"

After Keqing closed the door, she shivered twice, stretched her legs, untied her cloak and hung it beside the door. She then carefully arranged her jewelry and smoothed out the wrinkles on her cheongsam. Then she put on a dignified posture and walked in gracefully, saying:
"Uncle Zhan, I still have some questions about this costume, and I would like to ask Uncle Zhan for advice."

Walking around the screen and entering the inner room, Keqing could clearly see by the light of the candle on the table that Uncle Zhan was lying on the couch with his upper body half naked and exposed, his lower body covered with a silk quilt, staring at her intently.

Seeing Keqing coming in, Master Zhan asked with a smile:
"My niece, is there anything you don't understand? Please tell me."

Keqing stopped in front of the couch, turned half sideways, showing her high-slit part, and suppressed her shyness as she asked in a low voice:

"This is the first time I wear this kind of clothes. I don't know how to wear it, is that right?"

Mr. Zhan asked:

"Have you ever worn other clothes under this cheongsam?"

"...No." Keqing bit her lip and whispered.

"Then it should be worn correctly. This cheongsam is the best for showing the figure and must fit tightly to a woman's body."

After Mr. Zhan finished his sanctimonious explanation, he ordered:

"My niece, please take a few steps in front of the bed. Let me see how you walk."

Keqing walked back and forth in front of the couch like a model. When Master Zhan saw her, he shook his head and sighed:

"That's not right!"

"When wearing these high heels, you have to walk like a cat, just like the cat at home, to look noble and elegant."

"Draw a line on the ground. Your toes and heels must land on that line with every step to pass."

Keqing listened to his instructions and walked for a while, but heard Master Zhan becoming picky again.

"This standing posture is also wrong. You need to hold your chest high and pull your stomach in. Come on, lift your hips a little more..."

"No, no, it should be like this..."

Seeing that Keqing always failed to get the point, Mr. Zhan became anxious and went over to lend a hand enthusiastically, correcting her posture and gait, and then letting her walk again.

After a few rounds of this, the two people walking straight were both thirsty, and Keqing's face was red and her eyes were like water. She immediately begged for mercy:

"My dear uncle, your shoes have very high heels. My legs are weak and I can't stand anymore. How about sitting down and taking a rest?"

Mr. Zhan was a kind gentleman who always cherished women. Upon hearing what she said, he took Keqing's hand generously, walked to the bed, and sat down with his arms around her.

"These shoes do make your legs a little tired. Let your uncle give you a massage."

Keqing kicked off her high-heeled shoes, raised her legs, and placed them in Master Zhan's arms. Unexpectedly, Master Zhan lowered his head, picked up the shoes, and put them on her again, saying considerately:
"It's cold in this room, and my niece's feet are so tender, please don't let them get frozen."

Keqing buried her head in her arms shyly and murmured in a low voice:

"Uncle, since you are worried that I will get cold, then please warm me up..."

Master Zhan was very considerate, so he used his unique skills to help Keqing rub and generate heat. Not only did he rub her cold feet until they turned red, but he also made the blood in her body boil.

Keqing leaned on Master Zhan like a weak and boneless person, whispering in his ear:

"My surname is Qin, and my name is Keqing. Uncle, please remember it clearly."

As soon as he said this, Zhan Ershisi suddenly felt the body of the beauty in his arms become much softer.

In this era, a girl's maiden name is not something that can be told to others casually. It is usually known only within the family, and outside of the family, only relatives and friends may know it. It is kept secret from outsiders and is only referred to as "Zhang's daughter" or "Miss Li" etc.

Even after marriage, others often address her as Mrs. Zhang or Mrs. Li.

For married women, this nickname is basically reserved for their husbands. Even if outsiders know it and call it out, it would be considered as intentional disrespect.

Now that Keqing had spoken her maiden name in person, the bottom line in her heart was broken again.

"Keqing, what a nice name!"

Zhan Ershisi smiled and praised, then lowered his head and began the story of the ten thousandth update.

It’s not that I don’t want to have more water, it’s just that the traffic rules are too strict, so everyone... get the idea!

This Keqing is the first official gold hairpin that Master Zhan has ever received. The benefits of this hairpin are self-evident. One can only feel the gurgling energy being injected into the stone, then filtered to nourish the body.

But if one cannot become an immortal and shed his mortal body, this physical body will eventually have its limits.

Fortunately, after nourishing the physical body, this energy rises directly into the Niwan Palace and begins to nourish the soul.

Master Zhan pondered carefully and vaguely realized that his ethereal soul was gradually moving towards solidity.

It is conceivable that as long as a few more golden hairpins are eaten, the soul will surely take shape, and even becoming a Yin God or a Yang God will not be difficult.

With such motivation, Mr. Zhan certainly worked harder.

After several rounds of fighting, Keqing fell into a deep sleep with tears still in the corners of her eyes, but they were tears of joy, as could be seen from the smile on her lips.

The next day, just after dawn, Keqing woke up under the influence of her biological clock. She struggled to get out of bed, not caring about her makeup falling off, her hair disheveled, and her hairpins falling off, and wanted to go back.

"Good uncle, it's almost dawn now, my master is about to wake up, I have to go back."

Although Keqing knew that her master would be still drunk no matter when she returned, she still had to maintain her dignity.

Mr. Zhan would of course cooperate and play his role well on the stage of life. He did not stop her immediately. He just hugged her and made love with her again before letting her go.

However, Keqing only searched for a while before falling down on the bed, holding the tattered cheongsam and smiling bitterly.

It turned out that the battle last night was too intense, and the cheongsam, as the main auxiliary prop, was naturally damaged. As a result, when Keqing woke up early this morning, she had no clothes to wear.

Looking at Keqing who was sitting there dejectedly, Master Zhan smiled mischievously:
"Or I can pack you up in a package and secretly send you back to your room."

"My kung fu is amazing, I will definitely not let nephew Rong find out."

Keqing was tempted for a moment, but immediately rolled her eyes at Master Zhan and gave up this shameless idea.

Just by looking at Mr. Zhan's beaming expression, she knew that the process of sending someone away was not that simple. She had already achieved her goal of seducing him and didn't want to create any more trouble.

She thought about it carefully, sighed, and said:

"Uncle Zhan, I'll have to trouble you to get up and help me. Go outside and tell my maid Ruizhu to go back to her room and get some clothes."

"Don't worry, uncle. Ruizhu is my personal maid. I came to seduce you last night, but Ruizhu was covering for me. She won't betray me."

Mr. Zhan was certainly not worried. Only a naive woman like Keqing was still trying to cover up her mistake, thinking that she had hidden her own privacy well.

Little did she know that everyone in the mansion already knew about what happened between her and the eldest master, but they just pretended not to know.

But it is this kind of Keqing that makes her more adorable!

It’s fun to tease!
If you really let go, there won't be that feeling of wanting to refuse but actually wanting to.

Mr. Zhan immediately got up and went out, heading straight to the back, to the big room where Jia Rong was resting. He knocked on the door and a little maid came out.

Zhan Ershi saw this and immediately threw out a silver note of 100 taels without saying anything. In the other party's eyes that were mixed with surprise and confusion, he directly ordered:

"Your mistress's clothes were torn last night. Go to her room, get a set of clothes, and bring them to my room. You need to wear them from head to toe, including the shoes."

After saying this, Mr. Zhan immediately turned around and left, returned to his room, stripped naked and got back into bed.

It’s too cold outside, it’s still warm in bed!
"Come, come, my niece-in-law, oh no, Keqing, come and warm my hands. I was freezing when I went out just now."

Mr. Zhan smiled and placed his hand on Keqing's chest and began to warm her hands.

Keqing shivered at the stimulation of his cold hands and pushed his hands away in a reproachful manner. But Master Zhan put his hands on hers again and moved them around, making Keqing feel hot all over. She then started to bite him again.

When the couple was locked in an argument, the door opened and a little maid tiptoed in.

Both of them knew who was coming, and as they were so excited, they ignored her and continued with the process.

Seeing that a new round of ten thousand updated plots was about to begin, Keqing suddenly noticed out of the corner of her eye that something seemed to be wrong.

The little maid who came in...is not Ruizhu, but Baozhu!

Keqing suddenly stood up and sat up from the quilt, staring with wide eyes at Baozhu who had been staring at the ground with his head down, wishing he could find a crack to crawl into. His mouth was wide open and his throat was snoring, but he couldn't utter a word.

"What's going on?" Master Zhan asked curiously, looking at the two people's strange expressions.

"She...she is not Ruizhu, she is Baozhu!" Keqing cried out with a sad face.

Keqing was now feeling overwhelmed. How come two maids knew about this secret matter in less than half a day?

Although she was committing adultery on orders and was not afraid of being found out by her master, this kind of thing could only be known by a few people in her family and could not be spread to outsiders. The fewer people who knew about it, the better!
"Why is it you? Where is Ruizhu?" Keqing asked angrily.

Baozhu quickly knelt on the ground, lowered her head tightly, and did not dare to look up at the bed at all. She replied in a low voice:
"Ruizhu was on duty last night. When it was almost dawn, she was replaced by a maid."

"Ruizhu didn't explain anything, and I don't know anything either."

"I just found out about this matter when Master Zhan came over to give me instructions."

"Don't worry, grandma. I'm always loyal and never talkative. I will never let this matter out!"

After hearing this, Zhan Ershisi realized that it was all his fault and couldn't help but laugh awkwardly.

"Hehe... well... I don't come here often, so how would I know who is Baozhu and who is Ruizhu..."

"Ah..." Keqing felt like she was about to die. She screamed and glared fiercely at Master Zhan who was smirking at her. She suddenly leaned over and bit Master Zhan hard on the shoulder.

"Don't bite, be gentle... be gentle... If you don't let go, I will bite you back..."

The two of them were biting each other on the bed and completely forgot about Baozhu who was kneeling on the ground. Baozhu cursed them in her heart, but she didn't dare to say anything. She had to kneel there and listen obediently, waiting for them to finish.

After venting her anger, Keqing felt a little better. She looked at Baozhu with a complicated look, then put on a stern face, acted like a wicked woman, and used the same method she used to scare Ruizhu.

"Remember to watch your mouth. If you dare to leak the news, I will assign you to Jiao Da!"

Unfortunately, Jiao Da was now extremely drunk and had no idea that he already had two possible wives without realizing it, otherwise he would have spread the news everywhere.

At this point, Keqing knew that she could no longer hide the truth from Baozhu and Ruizhu, so she could only scare them and hope that the two of them would not go out and talk too much.

When Zhan Ershisi saw this, he reached out and hugged Keqing into his arms, comforting her:
"Your method of scaring people is useless. If you want people to work for you honestly, you have to use both kindness and force."

"Look, why didn't she report it to Nephew Zhenxian, but instead sent the clothes to you? Is she afraid of you?"

"Of course it's because when I asked her to do something, I gave her a reward of 100 taels of silver, so she did her job obediently."

"Keqing, you must remember that money makes the world go round, and it can certainly make a little maid keep her mouth shut!"

After hearing this, Keqing recalled her personal experiences over the past few days and added secretly in her heart, "It can also make people give up their wives."

But this made Keqing feel much more at ease.

Even the master of the family couldn't resist the temptation of money, so how could a little maid like Baozhu resist it?
Since Baozhu took the silver, of course she could trust him.

But... Ruizhu didn't take any money!
As soon as she expressed her doubts, Mr. Zhan offered five hundred taels of silver without saying a word.

"One hundred taels is for Ruizhu, and the other four hundred taels is for Keqing to spend on herself."

"If there is anyone in the mansion who needs a reward in the future, please feel free to give it to them. Don't be stingy."

"As long as you give a lot of silver as a reward, no one in the mansion will say anything bad about you!"

"Even if someone outside dares to say something bad about you, they will definitely be the first to get angry with those people!"

Think about Brother Zhen, who sold all the sweet potatoes from various farms to Brother Zhan, but only got a thousand taels of silver. However, he didn't know that Master Zhan just gave him six hundred taels of silver as a reward to keep him quiet so that he wouldn't have to worry about housework.

It's really true that comparing yourself with others will make you angry to death!

Keqing didn't bother to be polite with him and took the silver on her own initiative. Then, with Baozhu's help, she got up and got dressed.

When Keqing finished washing up and returned to her bedroom, she saw that her master was still "sleeping soundly". She sat in front of the dressing table and began to put on makeup.

After she finished putting on her makeup, she took out the banknotes from her bosom, hesitated for a moment, and then decisively hid them in her own dressing box.

She finally realized that this man could not be trusted!

Only this silver is the most trustworthy thing!
(End of this chapter)