Chapter 278
Miss An waited until Jiang Anning walked away, then turned around and gouged the person's back fiercely.
"Why did this bitch come to the house? When did she come?"
Miss An's sharp gaze swept over the people around her.
Everyone dared not say a word, lowered their heads, and shook their heads left and right. You looked at me, I looked at you, but no one dared to answer.
"I'm asking you questions! Everyone is mute!"
Miss An lost her temper at everyone.
After scolding him for a while, he still felt angry and kicked everyone again.
Then he saw that everyone was still lowering their heads, as if they were resisting her order with silent silence, and he suddenly became even more angry.
She shouted: "Bring me my riding crop!"
"Today I want to see how stubborn you guys are."
"I will also teach you the rules, so that you will not become so tight-lipped that you can't even tell who is the master!"
Miss An took the riding whip from the attendant's hand and threw it at everyone without any rules.
Everyone was in pain and subconsciously turned their bodies.
"How dare you hide?"
"It seems you are really unruly!"
She plucked the hair of one of them with such strength that it seemed as if she wanted to rip off the person's scalp.
Then, he threw the person away, and when the person was about to fall, he swung the horsewhip angrily and hit the person directly on the face and neck.
"Hide?"
"I asked you to hide!"
"I'll beat you to death for betraying your master!"
In the yard, there was soon a lot of wailing. Everyone looked at the person who had his hair pulled out and was about to be beaten. He had too much air to breathe out and not enough air to take in. They all knelt down and begged: "Miss, please calm down." Ah!”
However, their pleading not only failed to elicit mercy from Miss An, but also provoked the people to become more aggressive.
"What is this fuss about?"
Aunt Gui, who was beside Mrs. An, walked towards this side with a frown.
She glanced at everyone including Miss An with a slight displeasure.
With a sullen face, he stepped forward very seriously, and bowed politely and seemingly respectfully: "Miss."
She glanced at everyone again and said with a serious face: "Madam, in the inner courtyard, heard the noise here, so she sent the old slave over to take a look and ask what was going on."
"What did these people do badly that made the eldest lady unhappy?"
Her word "and" is very similar to a yin and yang.
Miss An was displeased: "They are just some servants, so I can beat them if I want."
"Do they have to do something wrong and make me unhappy before I can teach them a lesson?"
Aunt Gui laughed twice: "That's natural."
"Slaves are also human beings. If they make no mistakes and are beaten for no reason, they will definitely feel resentful."
She seemed to have a respectful attitude: "If there is no suitable reason, I'm afraid I won't be able to convince the public."
Miss An glared angrily, waved her riding crop a few times, and was about to say something.
"If Madam knew about it, she would also be angry with you, Miss."
Aunt Gui's words that were neither salty nor light immediately made Miss An calm down a lot.
She sneered a few times: "I just asked them, what guests came to the house today? They all pretended to be deaf and dumb, as if they didn't hear me."
"Such contempt for the Lord."
Miss An raised her eyebrows slightly in contentment: "If you lose your duty as a slave, shouldn't you be beaten?"
"The people below have no sense of propriety and no rules, so Miss, just send them out."
Aunt Gui looked respectful: "Why bother to teach me a lesson in person? If you spread the word, you will lose your grace and dignity."
"After all, you just think I hit them wrong."
Miss An chuckled a few times and stared at Aunt Gui with cold eyes.
It seemed that the next moment, the riding crop in his hand was about to be thrown into the person's face.
Aunt Gui is as motionless as a mountain.
No fear at all.
"I'm going to see Auntie." Miss An was defeated. She held her head high like a proud rooster, tried her best to assume a condescending posture, glanced at Aunt Gui, and ordered in a cold voice: "These bastards who don't know the rules. Let’s leave it to Grandma Gui to deal with it.”
"I believe that grandma will give me and grandma a satisfactory explanation, right?"
Aunt Gui raised the corners of her lips and bent her knees slightly: "I understand, Miss."
Although her words were very respectful, the eldest lady always felt that people were ridiculing her.
She laughed a few times, snorted and stomped away.
Inner courtyard.
Mrs. An was making tea calmly and calmly.
“Aniang!”
Miss An lost her manners and ran in in a hurry.
Before the person had fully entered the door, he was sobbing and complaining about his grievances.
"These servants in my house are almost bullying me to death!"
"Auntie, you have to make the decision for me!"
Mrs. An didn't even raise her eyelids and continued to make tea smoothly.
"What happened again?"
Mrs. An slowly cleaned the tea cup: "Who made you unhappy?"
“Who else could it be?”
Miss An pouted: "It's just those mean servants in the house!"
She came closer to the person and shook Mrs. An's sleeves in a whisper: "Aniang! Why do you have to replace those people from the past?"
"None of these people who are mixed up now are smart and sensible."
“I can’t even understand the reply.”
"I just asked them a word, but it seemed to kill them. Each one of them was like a saw-mouthed gourd, refusing to speak."
Mrs. An said calmly: "What did you ask them again?"
Miss An suddenly fell silent, feeling guilty for some unknown reason.
"Of course they don't dare to reply to you casually."
Mrs. An didn’t seem to mind too much: “After all, there are so many lessons learned.”
"If anyone is not careful and says something wrong, his tongue will be gone."
"Who would think so hard, take risks, and talk nonsense?"
Mrs. An chuckled: "I'm afraid I wish I could become a real mute."
"I just wanted to ask who came to the house today."
Miss An was not very happy and said: "Is this also something that cannot be said?"
"I can see clearly that they don't take me seriously!"
Mrs. An said casually: "If you don't like them, then let Aunt Gui replace them and replace them with a new batch."
“Aniang!”
Miss An shook her arm with dissatisfaction: "Can't we just use those people from before?" "Those are loyal and obedient to me, and they will never do anything to make me unhappy."
"Why do we have to replace them?"
"Forget about the others, Grandma Tian is my wet nurse, she..."
Mrs. An suddenly put the tea cup on the table with force without any warning, making a banging sound, which scared Miss An into silence.
"Replace them naturally because their tongues are not honest enough."
"I messed up the rules and lost my sense of proportion."
"Lest they cause trouble in the future, I have to take precautions and send them away in advance."
Miss An deliberately wanted to argue a few more words: "But..."
Mrs. An glanced sideways at her, her voice calm.
"In the past six months, you have become more and more disordered."
"It's time to stay in the house and recuperate."
"When the Mid-Autumn Festival is over, don't go out and run around again."
"I will invite a nun from the palace to come to you and teach you the rules."
"If you can't learn music, chess, calligraphy and painting, then you can't learn it."
Mrs. An poured another cup of tea: "I know that your talent is not enough, and it is useless to force it."
"But you must learn these etiquette rules from me."
"Don't go back into the palace, be so reckless, cause trouble for no reason, and bring trouble to me."
Miss An sadly refused: "Why do you still need to learn the rules?"
"I have learned very well before."
"You go out and ask around. Who can talk about me now without praising this girl for her good manners and etiquette?"
"Why did it come to your mouth that I became that unruly savage again."
She suddenly thought of something, her face changed suddenly, and her eyebrows were sharp: "Is it Jiang Anning, that foxy girl, who is talking nonsense in front of you again?"
Bang!
Mrs. An put down the tea cup again and said: "I think you were taught bad things by that Mrs. Tian."
"Look what you look like now?"
"How can such a talkative and mean-spirited girl still have the poise of a young lady from an aristocratic family?"
She glared at Miss An angrily: "Is this how the mothers who taught you the rules taught you the rules?"
Miss An took a few steps back and lowered her head, pursed her lips and did not dare to speak any more.
"Don't you have any idea why I want to drive Mrs. Tian away and why I want to replace the servants in the mansion?"
Mrs. An glared angrily: "An Yanran, you really feel very strange to me now."
"I even really have some doubts about whether you are not my biological daughter at all as they said."
"But Mrs. Tian secretly exchanged it for it!"
Miss An looked at Mrs. An in disbelief: "Auntie, what are you talking about?"
"How could I not be your daughter?"
After she screamed, she suddenly thought of something: "Is it because of the nonsense of those people in the house that you began to suspect that I am not your biological child?"
"But the immortal master has clearly said that the reason why I look very similar to Mrs. Tian is just because I grew up with her milk, so I am somewhat similar to her?"
Miss An complained in a tone of voice: "After all, shouldn't this be your fault?"
"If you hadn't been unwilling to feed me yourself, and had thrown me to a wet nurse since I was a child, and didn't even want to see me, how could such a thing have happened?"
"Now you are doubting my identity because of this incident!"
The more she spoke, the more aggrieved she felt.
The look she looked at Mrs. An was also filled with restrained hatred.
"Yeah."
Mrs. An seemed to calm down: "It's just some nonsense."
"It's just that those people in the house have noses and eyes."
"Even Mrs. Tian is proud of this."
"It's like she really is your biological mother."
Mrs. An added another cup of tea for herself and sipped it gently: "In order to curb this unhealthy trend in the house, I naturally have to severely deal with those who gossip in order to stop the rumors and avoid them. What a disaster.”
"Therefore, those who served you in the past cannot stay."
"People who have heard these rumors in the mansion cannot stay."
"Mr. Tian, who caused this incident and aroused the suspicion of countless people, naturally cannot stay."
There was a coldness in Mrs. An's eyebrows: "I can save Mrs. Tian's life because she is your wet nurse."
She looked at Miss An as if she were looking at a stranger: "What else are you dissatisfied with? What are you dissatisfied with?"
Miss An smiled ingratiatingly, moved closer, and acted very affectionately, even changing her title.
"Hey, my daughter is not complaining about Mrs. Tian and those people. My daughter is just angry at the ignorant servants in the house, so she misses those smart ones in the past."
She gently shook Mrs. An's arm: "Auntie, don't be angry."
Her tone was delicate and soft: "You were so cold and cold just now, you really scared my daughter."
"It's good if you know."
Mrs. An looked calm and brushed away the person's hand.
Miss An's expression was awkward for a moment, and the hatred in her eyes became a little stronger, but it was quickly covered back by a flattering smile.
"Jiang Anning is here to give Mid-Autumn Festival gifts."
Mrs. An looked at Miss An coldly: "She and you have no grievances in the past and no enmity in the recent past. In the future, you should restrain your inexplicable hatred."
"If it really arouses people's suspicion and something happens, don't blame me for not warning you."
Miss An gave a dull "hmm" and said reluctantly: "My daughter knows."
She seemed to be angry: "No matter where I meet her in the future, I will be respectful and polite, treat her like an elder, and I will never say bad things about her behind her back. I dislike her for being a coward!"
Mrs. An glared at the person and said with warning: "You'd better do what you say."
Miss An felt as if she had been punched on cotton, and there was a suffocating breath in her chest. She could neither spit it out nor swallow it, and the feeling of suffocation became more and more uncomfortable.
But under Mrs. An's gaze, she didn't dare to lose her temper any more.
"Got it!"
Mrs. An didn't bother to pay attention to the reluctance in her tone, and almost couldn't restrain her disgust and sent her: "Go down."
Miss An felt indifferent and unhappy, but she did not dare to show it.
"Yes."
She bowed politely and left.
After waiting for Mrs. An's yard, she couldn't restrain the resentment in her heart and eyes, so she fiercely pinched a brightly blooming chrysanthemum and crushed it with all her strength.
"Dead old woman..."
She cursed in a low voice, looked around in fear, like a guilty thief, covered her mouth, and trotted away.
Aunt Gui stood in the corner, looking at the person's retreating back with a deep gaze.
When he met Mrs. An, he told Mrs. An exactly what he had just seen and heard.
"Let her."
Mrs. An seemed very impatient to hear about Miss An.
Aunt Gui pursed her lips slightly and asked tentatively: "Madam, since the eldest lady is not..."
As soon as he was halfway through speaking, he received a cold and murderous look from Mrs. An, who was so frightened that he swallowed back the rest of his words.