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Chapter 190 Really Stupid or Fake Stupid? (1)
The room was silent for a moment, Liu Qiqiao bowed her head and remained silent, acting as a docile maid.The man didn't speak either, he just took a few sips of tea, and when he put the teacup on the tea table, he raised his head and asked Liu Qiqiao, "By the way, I heard from your father that you also studied for two years. Private school, can you read and write?"

Liu Qiqiao felt that it was not good to lie to others, so she said honestly, "I can read well, but I can't write well."

The young master smiled and said: "It's good to know how to read and write. It takes practice to write. If you don't have a few years of effort, you can't write a good hand. Your girl's family usually only has embroidery needles. How can you practice calligraphy?"

Liu Qiqiao suddenly felt even more ashamed, she rarely even took embroidery needles.

"I'll tell grandma later, I'll let you serve in the outer study. You, a maid who can write, water the flowers and weeds here, and it's just a waste. There is just one person who needs to be needed in my outer study. "The man spoke unhurriedly, as if he was talking about a matter of course.

Liu Qiqiao didn't recover for a moment, she was stunned for a long time before she said: "But you still disliked me just now for not being able to make tea well."

The young master smiled and said: "There is a specialization in surgery, although you don't know how to make tea, you can drink it anyway."

Seeing him smile slightly, Liu Qiqiao felt that the eldest young master was not what she imagined, and he was quite amiable, not like the one written in the novel, the young master, with a withdrawn personality, a cold and arrogant personality, and The little girl was either tortured to death or tortured.

Liu Qiqiao lowered her head, thought for a while and said, "Then it's all up to the master."

So, less than a day after taking office, Liu Qiqiao changed jobs gloriously.Liu Qiqiao didn't know how the Eldest Young Master told the Young Mistress about this, but the final result was that Cuiping came to inform Liu Qiqiao with a deadpan face, so that she could go to the outer study to be on duty tomorrow.

The saddest person was Luliu. She had been looking forward to it for several months and finally found someone who could talk, but she didn't sleep for two nights and had to leave again.The outer study room belongs to the outer courtyard, there is a special place for people to sleep, and there is also a specially controlled old lady. It belongs to the site that the princes, masters, and young masters arrange for themselves, which is completely different from the inner courtyard.So Liu Qiqiao thought about it, and in fact, she entered the same department as his father.

"Qiqiao, I heard that people in the outer court are treated better than those in the inner court." Lu Liu looked at Liu Qiqiao enviously and said, "I remember that the maid in the outer study room of the young master was the granddaughter of the steward, and she was released to marry at the beginning of this year. I don’t know who it was after that.”

Liu Qiqiao was still worried: "Whoever she is, I gave her her job. It's not good, right? What if someone gets jealous?"

"Then it won't happen. You were handpicked by the Eldest Young Master. Who would dare to hate you? Besides, even if someone hates you when you go to the outer court, they can't hate you. Normally, we can't go to the outer court without orders from our master. "Anyway, Yang Liu felt that Liu Qiqiao's life was lucky. He was originally a fat job, but he could meet another even fatter job...

Liu Qiqiao patted the pillow and bedding, took off her coat and rolled in, thinking: I just want to develop a relationship with this bed!How could it be so unlucky.

The next morning, Liu Qiqiao got up early on purpose, waiting for the mother in charge of the outer court to come and fetch her.

Cuiping came out of Qin's room and called Liu Qiqiao in. It was early in the morning, and the young master was still in the room, ready to dress, holding a cup of hot tea.

(End of this chapter)