Chapter 141 - Oddball Little Master

Chapter 141: Oddball Little Master
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Steward Chang’s heart turned stern, and he nodded in understanding.
After only a few words, he could tell that the Little Miss in front of him might be young but she appeared to be the one in charge of this group.
“Miss, Sir, Madam, let this old servant show you this residence.” Steward Chang respectfully led them inside the house.
As soon as they entered, there was a small parterre. The whole garden was lusciously green and truly well taken care of, a faint fragrance wafting toward their noses.
Wei Ziqin immediately liked this estate at first glance.
A middle-aged gardener was standing next to the parterre. He rubbed his hands, ill at ease, and walked up to make obeisance.
“My lords, this is the gardener, Old Bai. He… isn’t good with words but is very skillful at taking care of plants,” Chang Zai hastily spoke some good words on the gardener’s behalf. He could tell from earlier that Little Miss intend intentions to keep the servants.
“It’s truly quite good! Old Bai, do you maintain this whole yard yourself?” Wei Ziqin commented with a smile. “These plants are well taken care of.”
Seeing that her mother was happy, Qiao Mu looked back and told Chang Zai, “He can stay.”
Chang Zai was overjoyed and hurriedly gave Old Bai a look. The middle-aged man quickly bowed. “Thank you, Miss.”
As for Qiao Zhongxing and the others, they were surprised and felt both amused and exasperated. It turned out their cold child originally wanted to evict these servants…
Without saying, if you asked her, she would certainly answer, “A waste of food and also useless, keep them for what? I’m already being extremely generous by not making them pay for board and lodging!”
Shaoyao secretly wiped some tears in the back. “How bitter. Back then, Ao Ye and she suffered so much to follow Little Lord!”
Chang Zai led them through the corridor and introduced, “There are six rooms here, how do you plan to distribute them, sir?”
Qiao Zhongbang could not get used to the “sir” coming from this old servant’s mouth. He scratched his nose and chuckled in embarrassment. “Qiaoqiao, you distribute them.”
“Besides these six rooms, are there more in the back?” Qiao Mu asked.
“In the rear part of the court, there is a small arched door. If you go through it, there’s a small garden and a two-level building with four livable rooms in it.
Qiao Mu nodded and turned to speak to Qiao Zhongxing. “Second Uncle, you and Elderly Lady will live here. My parents and I will live in the building.”
Shaoyao automatically stood next to Qiao Mu.
“You live downstairs.” Qiao Mu glanced at Shaoyao. Shaoyao felt like Miss’ voice was like heaven’s chorus. She was actually prepared to sleep in the bushes or the garden!
“I have my own room!” Qiao Hu happily ran into a room like a loose cannon.
Qiao Mu turned to look at Chang Zai. “What about that elderly female cleaning servant? Call her over. From now on, besides cleaning, have her attend to Elderly Lady. It doesn’t need to be too troublesome, three meals a day and some attending will do!”
Miss, you are truly unparticular! Chang Zai’s lips secretly twitched! What affluent family would order a low-level elderly female servant to personally serve an old madam? Only Miss would…
Qiao Mu glanced at Chang Zai and rapidly waved her hand. “Us small households aren’t that particular as long as the task is done.”
Quickly, the low-level elderly female servant named Mother Xu appeared in front of the Qiao Family. Without speaking more than three sentences, Qiao Mu waved her hand and had Mother Xu carry Elderly Lady Qiao into the house to settle.
And so, Qiao Mu’s family settled in Xijiu City.
As for a certain crown prince, he spent the past two days in extreme leisure. The entire Guanlan City being under lockdown had nothing much to do with him, so the lord locked himself inside the secret room of Eastern Palace and disappeared for more than a day.
His subordinates were fine, but it caused the old king of Mo Kingdom a mouthful of blisters from his worry and urgency…