Chapter 121: The little master in a rich nest (4)

When Jiang Bieyu was brought forward, the little master was clearing his hands again. He was still waiting for four girls. When he wiped his hands, his eyes fell on that he had been cleaned, his hair was wet, and he changed his body. Man with new barberry clothing.
Seeing this, Shi Qing's eyebrows could not help wrinkling, and asked, "Why did he wear this clothes?"
The girl-in-law who brought Jiang Bieyu into the room, blessed her, and answered
"Isn't the master saying he's going to stay in the house? We found some clothes for him."
Earlier Qing said that Jiang Liye had given him Jiangbeiyu, and also said that Jiangbeiyu would be required to sign a contract, and they naturally felt that Jiangbeiyu was to be a subordinate.
"No, no." Little Master still lazily leaned on the couch, letting the last girl put the frost on his hand, looking at the gray fluttering clothes on Jiang Beyu's body with dissatisfaction.
"He's so good. It's not OK to wear him this kind of clothing."
Said, Shi Qing lifted his chin "bring a pen and paper."
His sentence was affirmative of the command tone. The girl holding the paper and pen didn't hit a stumbling block. She quickly turned around and took it, put it on the table, and rubbed the ink by herself.
The young master came down from the couch and stood barefoot on the blanket again, and a series of girls seduced softly at the back
"What is Brother Qing doing? Just put on your socks. Your illness is not long."
"Put on this cloak, only to open the window in the house and blow it up again."
"You brother, slower."
The soft girl's voice staggered, and the room seemed to be lively for a while.
Jiang Bieyu was very indifferent in this lively scene. He just stood there silently, looking at the young master so barefooted, and chasing a few girls behind him, walking aggressively towards himself.
Until he approached, he naturally reached out his hand, grabbed Jiang Bieyu's wrist, and took him to the table with him.
Shi Qing hadn't mentioned any heavy objects since he was a child. Jiao Jiao was raised with energy, and naturally he had no strength on his hands. Fortunately, Jiang Bieyu cooperated with him.
The girl who was rubbing the ink saw Jiang Bieyu also followed, and her small face was immediately white, and her body was tense. She looked at this man who was taller and harder after standing up, her eyes were full. It is fear.
"Qing, Qing brother ..."
Shi Qing naturally also saw the fear revealed in the look of the maiden, and the young master immediately felt proud of his eyebrows. He seemed to be content with himself because "everyone else is afraid."
"Your girl is timid. He is now my man. What is there to fear?"
"Okay, you're off, let Jiang Bieyu grind me."
"Yes."
This girl-in-law was blessed, and blessed her, and retreated carefully and carefully.
The young master arrived at the table first, looked at the paper on the table, and stretched out his hand to touch it with satisfaction.
After touching it, he noticed that Jiang Beyu had stood still, but was not angry, but spoke to Jiang Beyu with his soft and soft tone that was in the same vein as his mother.
"Did you hear that? I want you to come and grind ink for me."
It's quite reproachful to just say this, but when you say it clearly, the voice is soft, not very angry, and has a good temper.
Jiang Bieyu didn't really think the young master in front of him had a good temper.
Shi Qing ’s reputation is still very big in Hecheng. The only son in the Shi family is spoiled. He spends a lot of time in daily life and playing with people. Because all the children in Hecheng do n’t have the money, when they are with people He could not help but be a little proud and contented.
When facing other people, they are also required to hold him. If not, Shi Qing will certainly not give any good looks.
Before meeting this young master, Jiang Beiyu only heard the name of Shiqing in Jiang Liye. Every time, this brother who had never touched the wall in Fuzhong was gritted and his face was full of unwillingness.
Often at this time, either Shi Qing bought what he liked or Shi Qing didn't give him a good look outside.
Therefore, a long time ago, Master Xiao's arrogant temperament was already in Jiangbeiyu's mind.
It was just that he did not expect that the first meeting between the two started with Shi Qing pumping him a hundred whip.
He could coax his father with his mother, but he couldn't cope with Jiangbeiyu as the party.
But now, this little young master treats him with a kind of pampering attitude.
Jiang Bieyu didn't say anything, he went forward in silence and began to grind ink.
He is still very skilled at doing this. After all, he does n’t have a small servant like Jiang Liye at Jiang ’s house to wait for him. If he wants to write, he must use his own money to buy. do it yourself.
The man stood straight, while rubbing the ink, he could still feel the sight of the young master.
He remained calm, although in the bottom of his heart he wondered why he should look at him with such eyes, but his eyes were always dangling on his face, and he concentrated on the ink.
Shi Qing is looking at Jiang Bieyu's body ratio.
The more he looked at him, the bigger it became.
Or how to say it is a male lead, even if he has not eaten and dressed well since he was a child, he still has to be judged by his brother, he can still grow into this tall look.
Shoulder width, thin waist, long legs, flat belly, can't see the presence of abdominal muscles, but you can also practice without them.
Shi Qing looked more and more enthusiastic, straight forward, patted Jiang's shoulder, commanded "You turn."
Jiang Bieyu Mo Mo's hand gave a light look, with a light-colored eye, he glanced at the little master full of joy on his face.
Well, why are you suddenly so happy?
He was a little wary of things he couldn't guess, but turned obediently.
When he turned around and exposed his back, which was equivalent to a weak spot, in front of Shi Qing, the eyes that could help him observe and help him could not help a little because he was in front, Jiang Beyu's entire body beyond his control was rigid Tight.
The feeling of exposing his weaknesses made him very uncomfortable.
As if he was a kid, he was forced to cover his face. Jiang Liye said he wanted to play hide-and-seek with him. In fact, when he stretched out his arms to discredit someone, he quietly followed him, taking advantage of him. Can't see, and kicked him to the rockery.
Jiang Bieyu is not afraid of injury. He just hates the situation when the injury is imminent and he knows nothing and can't see anything.
On the previous boat, when it was about to be beaten by Shi Qing, he clearly heard that the young master who was soaked with wet teeth and full of anger and said that he had beaten his teeth with a hundred whip.
Anyway, he determined what punishment was.
When being beaten, Jiang Bieyu could still lie on the ground, hold his fists firmly, count in his heart, and wait for the hundredth with pain.
Instead of being asked to turn his back like he is now, he was deprived of the sight to see the back, he didn't know what Shi Qing was doing at the back, and what he wanted to do to him.
Although he hasn't been together for a long time, Jiang Bieyu can also see that Xu is because he was petted and grew up with almost no losses. Shi Qing's temperament is a bit moody. When he turned his face, he turned his face. Hit him intentionally, but now he can touch his eyes with joy.
The young master of the family is capricious.
His uncontrollability makes it hard for Jiang Bieyu to think in the worst direction.
After all, Shi Qing could smile at him after playing him, and he could kill him while smiling.
Jiang Bieyu was thinking about it, and suddenly felt that a soft hand fell on his back, as if measuring something, from the left to the right.
The man's body stiffened because of this sudden movement.
The soft voice of Master Xiao came from behind, as if it was fun. "The meat on your body is very hard. It's really strong."
With that said, he also took a few shots. Jiang Bieyu had never had such close contact with people other than his aunt, and under such a soft little hand, his body became uncontrollable and tightened a bit.
He stood stiff and straight, feeling that the young master at the back was serious about measuring all parts of his body inside and out, each time after measuring one place, he had to stop and write something on the paper.
Finally, Shi Qing's soft and high-pitched voice rang again. "Okay, turn back."
The man was silent and obedient again.
He turned back, and looked at the desktop unintentionally. What was written on the paper.
Little Master did not pay attention to where he looked, only patted him on the chest. "You are really strong."
Looking at such a look with likes and longings and boasting of his strong body, this is the first experience of Jiangbeiyu's life.
He stiffened away from the young Master's gaze and tried to lower his eyes to keep his face calm.
Shi Qing didn't even care if he didn't look at himself, but he tried to press his hand against the man's shoulder, and he was dissatisfied with the words, "Lower your body, I can't reach you like this."
This is not a false statement. Shi Qing's figure is not short among his peers, but he is only sixteen years old this year. In this era, how tall is a sixteen-year-old boy.
In contrast, Jiang Beiyu, who was eighteen this year, was born a lot taller than his peers. Before he was on the ground, he was okay. Now when he stood up, he found that Jiang Beiyu was almost higher than him. Two heads.
What a distressing height ratio.
The gap is so big, what to do if we don't coordinate when we carry out some kind of harmonious movement in the future.
Fortunately, he is only sixteen this year and can still grow.
Shi Qing took note of the fact that she would drink more milk and drink more milk in her heart, and she would grow taller, and at the same time she was very critical of Jiangbeiyu, who was squatting slightly with her.
"It's still too high."
Jiang Bieyu didn't understand why he suddenly thought he was too high, so he lowered his head tentatively.
Now the young master is really satisfied.
He stretched out his hand, his soft, slender fingers rubbing against the handsome face of the man as if he had grabbed some fun toy.
Has always met his own visual needs, Shi Qing just let go of his hand, and patted Jiang's shoulder intimately
"Rest assured, you are so good, I will definitely make you a set that looks the best for you."
With that said, he was a little proud to let go and let Jiang Bieyu look at the pen and paper on the table.
"I'll personally draw clothes for you, and I will definitely dress you as the most powerful person."
With that said, he turned his head and asked the girls in the room, "You wait, I will draw the clothes, and you will make them."
Girl ladies "..."
"But brother Qing, you have never painted."
"Yes, not to mention the clothing style of this painting is what the tailor shop should do. Our brother Qing is so delicate, how can he do such a thing."
"Don't get tired anymore, but Madam said, want us to look at you well, you want to read more and rest."
Little Master does n’t listen ~ EbookFREE.me ~ What a break, who said that I have n’t done painting, I have done it hundreds of times without knowing it in my dreams, do n’t stop me, but I have to personally Dress him up. "
He said so, even if the girls didn't think Shiqing could paint anything, they didn't dare stop it.
Just thinking of Qing brother saying that Jiang Beiyu would be with him afterwards, so he worried about Shiqing one by one.
If he really made Jiang Bieyu's clothes according to the style of clothing that Brother Qing painted, wouldn't it be that the young master in his family would be followed by someone in a tattered or strange costume?
How could the outside people make a joke about Brother Qing?
A lot of girls didn't say anything, loyalty still exists. Now that Shi Qing wants to draw clothes style by herself, they have decided secretly. If it is done, Qing brother wants them to do it. It's normal to do it secretly.
This "art creation" of Shiqing is a whole day.
He sometimes frowned, sometimes frowned, and pulled the girl in charge of the fabric to ask about the characteristics of various fabrics.
During that time, he also held Jiang Bieyu to pat and beat for a long time, and all the girls who watched them were frightened.
The people in the tailor's shop usually measure their clothes before making clothes. How to get to Qinger is the same as the butcher who slapped the hog when he went to buy meat.
The girls were frightened, afraid that something would happen when the halal happened, and quickly sent a girl to the airy report in the wife's yard.
When she came, Mrs. Shi was in a mood when her father finally decided under her tears to be happy for Shixi. She didn't take it seriously after listening to the words of the girl, but felt that they had made a big deal
"When I was a brother of my brother, I could n’t afford to waste even some pen and ink? He was willing to do it, so let him do it, as long as he didn't get tired."
As long as Shi Qing can obediently support herself at home, not to mention that he wants to draw clothes and make his own clothes, that is, to demolish the house, they can afford it at home.
It ’s a big deal to take it over here and cover it.
It can be seen that the hegemonic reputation of the young master in Hecheng was justified.
The hostess in the courtyard said so. Even when the girls in the Qing house thought that their brother Qing was too serious, they didn't dare to do anything else.
Shi Qing finished painting, beckoning with pride, so that Jiang Bieyu, who was always on the side, was so impassioned that he was so impassioned to come to see.
"Come and see, this is your future clothes."
Jiang Bieyu stepped forward and followed the young master's wishes to the rice paper.
I saw a rough piece of clothing on his rice paper.
The reason why it is rough is because Shi Qing's painting skills are so touching.
For example, let's say that ordinary people draw pictures and draw a cat.
When Shi Qing painted, it was a match cat.
In a word, if you just look at the paper effect, it is very difficult to say a word.
Fortunately, Shi Qing may still have a self-knowledge. He was very intimate and noted what kind of fabrics he made here.
Overall, the preparations were serious and the results were dismal.
Little Master also looked with confidence at Jiangbeiyu, a beautiful face inherited from Mrs. Shi, full of confidence.
"is it nice?"
Jiang Bieyu remained silent for a few seconds.
"good looking."
The young master got a satisfactory answer and immediately laughed. He smiled, his eyes narrowed, very harmless, and a pair of beautiful eyes with stars, like the brightest stars.
Such a pure, clear smile turned out to be in the face of Shi Qing, who was infamous in Hecheng.
Actually, Jiang Bieyu looked a little embarrassed.
The young master who tried with him did not continue to look at him, but picked up rice paper and handed it to the girls.
"Just follow this style, there are labels on the side. If you do n’t know where to go, you must ask me, but you ca n’t do it yourself. This is the first time I draw clothes style by myself. Ca n’t you mess up with me? , Know no. "
The girls looked weird after seeing this "design drawing", but when they saw the "I'm so great" look on the face of the young master, they could only be obedient to the situation.
"Yes."
In short, they can only do their best to make up for it. Anyway, do n’t make a four that looks like Jiang Bieyu. It does n’t matter that he is shameful. If Qing brother takes out Jiang Bieyu wearing this clothes, it will be shameful.
Although the clothes were supposedly made for Jiang Bieyu, he didn't express any opinions very much, just like a robot, he instructed each action.
After the clothes were painted, the young master went straight back to the couch, teased with the cat whose nails were cut by the man, and after playing for a while, he raised his eyes and found that Jiangbeiyu was still standing at the table, silently and seriously rubbing the ink .
He was immediately teased. "I don't even paint anymore, what are you standing there for?"
Jiang Bieyu kept moving on his hands. He raised his eyes and looked at the teenager who was sitting on the soft couch and hugged the cat and laughed.
"You didn't want me to stop."
"Don't you stop without saying that?"
The young master listened to the answer, and he was even happier. He hugged the cat on the couch and lay lazily on the pillow.
"Then you keep grinding."
Jiangbei Yu obediently continued to dwell on the ink carefully.
Seeing him go on the bed, carefully whispering the maid who covered him with quilt
"I didn't expect this big man to look fierce, but he was still a loyal and honest man."
The young master touched his cat softly and asked the talking lady-in-law "Do you think he is loyal?"
"No, Brother Qing, you let him grind the ink, and he kept grinding without saying that. Although this man looks fierce, it looks honest to others."
Followed by Qing women, they were sold to Shi family from a young age, and they received education on how to serve a good master from a young age. In their eyes, loyalty has been a high praise.
Shi Qing Yang Mei smiled, looking far away at the man who seemed to have disappeared.
He is still the same look and the same height, but because he deliberately drooped his eyes to remove the sharpness that should not be there, and made a bit of woodiness, the girls who were busy working in the room at this moment had no visible appearance I was afraid of him like that before.
It seems that Jiang Bieyu planned to settle in Shi's home first.
He had just been brought up before, and it should have been assumed that his family would not let him go, so the fierce momentum was not covered up.
Now knowing that Shi Qing will not do anything to him for the time being, and asks him to sell his deeds, this guy just pushed the boat.
This piece of wood looks really like it.
Shi Qing yawned and decided to take a nap. He hugged his cat and closed his eyes lazily.
He was going to sleep, and he didn't tell the busy girls in the house, but the girls who had all their attention on the master had all quieted down, and they didn't do anything that could make a sound, only the kind of silence It won't be noisy when it clears up.
The room was quiet for a while.
"Meow……"
The domineering big fat cat that was originally held by Shi Qing jumped off the couch. The girl was afraid that it would wake up Shi Qing, and quickly took the dried fish to feed it, but she only smelled and did not eat, and raised her tail proudly. , Opened his limbs, and went straight to Jiangbeiyu, who was silent and mottled.
This is understandable, after all, there is only one born in the room.
Jiang Bieyu also noticed that the cat was directed at himself, and he raised his eyes for a look.
This is a typical Persian cat with long hair. Jiangbeiyu has seen Persian cats. Most of Mrs. Hecheng ’s ladies and cats are Persian cats, but the cats that Jiangbeiyu has seen are all cute. Go to Be held in your arms everywhere.
Shi Qing is very different. It has a domineering face and looks very fierce.
This reasonably unflattering appearance, however, has made it a favorite of young masters.
Because the person with the highest status in this yard loves it, and even dares to take those daughters-in-law, he dares not neglect, so this cat is very proud.
It looked at Qing Er's eyes full of disdain, high above him like a king.
It has to make it clear to every outsider. Here is its place!
The cat king jumped on the table aggressively.
It didn't wait for it to give the other one a disposition, the man who had no sharpness, the wood-like mechanical grinding of the ink slightly raised his eyes, and glanced at the Persian cat in front of him.
"Woo!"
The cat king seemed to be intimidated by the beast. He stepped back subconsciously, and quickly jumped off the table and ran back to the couch, burying his head in the quilt, and the cat's buttocks were exposed, quiet as a chicken.
"Well? What happened to the cat?"
A girl-girl noticed the movement of the cat, and gave a curious glance at Jiang Bieyu.
Jiang Bieyu raised his face and said softly, "That cat is so good. He must stay with his master when he sleeps."
It turned out to be with Brother Qing.
The lady put down her doubts, nodded, and whispered, "Naturally, Brother Qing is good to the cat. It is normal for Brother Qing to like him."
Jiang Bieyu nodded thoughtfully "You are saying."
"To be so good to it, it should like and be loyal to the Lord."
So when I woke up awake, I saw the man still rubbing the ink in the candlelight.
Perhaps he noticed his gaze, Jiang Bieyu looked up, looking at Shiqing's gaze full of loyalty.
Nestled in a warm quilt, the young master just took a nap.
What is this guy playing?