Chapter 191 Plum Garden
In Rongguo Mansion, Lin Daiyu took her younger brother Lin Changan and followed her mother to their yard.
"Mom, is there anything going on with my second uncle at Lixiangyuan today?"
"Why do you ask that?"
Jia Min glanced at his youngest son and asked him puzzledly.
"I feel like grandma was not very happy during dinner."
Lin Changan said: "Sister, do you also feel that grandma is unhappy?"
"Yeah!"
Lin Daiyu nodded, "Mom, what are they always causing trouble with, my second uncle? Grandma is old, why are they not considerate at all?"
I don't mean to be filial to them, but it always makes the old lady unhappy, and she feels uncomfortable for the old lady.
"And Brother Bao, all of them went to Dongfu to avoid them."
Lin Changan was very melancholy.
Of course, I also felt sorry for this cousin, "We all used to eat together, but now he goes to eat with my aunt in Dongfu."
"..."
Daiyu glanced at her younger brother.
She went to school in Dongfu, and every few days, her aunt would have lunch with them.
Most of the food in Dongfu is made by Aunt Li. She has a pair of skillful hands. No matter what she cooks, even if it is just ordinary vegetables, she will make it more delicious than others.
Their cousins, their husband and my aunt would sometimes study a few dishes.
So far, according to the travel notes, I have succeeded in five ways, and I won’t mention the others...
But the eldest uncle’s mother-in-law made a point of not wasting any of the food. No matter how unpalatable it was, even if it tasted strange, they had to share it with each other and eat it all.
Today, the sisters learned from Aunt Li to make carrot sweet potatoes. They added too much sugar to make them very sweet.
Because of this dish, the husband said they were causing trouble for her and forced them to brush their teeth again and drink two more cups of tea.
Daiyu sighed a little in her heart. She didn't want to eat sweets in the past seven days.
Of course, if you want something sweet, Mr. Zhan probably won’t give it to you.
"Sister, when are you going to have a holiday?"
Lin Changan was so sorry that he couldn't go to school in Dongfu. Every time he heard his sister tell interesting stories about going to school there, he yearned for it.
"What do you think your sister is doing during the holidays?"
Jia Min glanced at his youngest son and said, "If you don't want to part with Baoyu, then get up early tomorrow and go to Uncle Jiao's place to practice martial arts with him."
After receiving her husband's letter, she got up early and went to Dongfu to have a look.
Uncle Jiao is worthy of being an old man of the Jia family.
Brother Rong and Baoyu, who were practicing martial arts with them, were doing the horse steps while endorsing the instructions.
Other martial arts practitioners followed suit.
Even a boy who is not a martial artist can follow the horse steps for a while and learn a few more words in such an environment.
"Tomorrow?"
Lin Changan shrank his neck and said, "Mom, it's been so cold recently."
He was afraid of the cold and couldn't get up.
"Cold?"
Jia Min smiled half-heartedly, "Brother Rong is not cold? Baoyu is not cold? Just you..."
"Mother~"
Daiyu hurriedly tugged on her mother's sleeves and spoke for her younger brother, "My younger brother is still young. The aunt in Dongfu said that children need to sleep more to grow."
Because of this, their class time was delayed until after a quarter of a hour.
"...Chengchengcheng, let's go next year."
My son is indeed still young.
Jia Min only has this son, and she also wants to hold him in her hands and love him, but loving the child is not doting on him.
The Lin family has been passed down alone for several generations, and the Lin family will have to rely on Chang'an to support it in the future.
He couldn't support it, not to mention that his own life was difficult, she and the master would also be worried, and the daughter would definitely suffer more without the support of her brothers.
They are the descendants of the Lin family...
Just look at Zhuer and Baoyu and you will know how pitiful they are.
If Yuanchun hadn't been Dongfu's eldest sister-in-law, she wouldn't have been still in the palace.
Jia Min didn't dare to raise a useless child. When Lin Chang'an was about to jump up, he said: "But you can't be too happy too early. Your cousins and nephews will be able to fight three of them in the future, so you should prepare early." Get up, if you want to sleep longer in the morning, then go at night.”
ah?
Lin Changan blinked his eyes, "Will I also have dinner with my aunt that night?"
"..."
"..."
Jia Min and Lin Daiyu were stunned by his words.
The two of them miraculously knew where his focus was.
"As long as your aunt takes you in, I don't care about you."
Jia Min was angry and laughed, "You can ask it yourself!"
……
In Ningguo Mansion, Shen Ning didn't know it yet, but she had another food partner.
At this time, she was listening to the news that Jia Zhen had obtained from Shuntian Mansion.
"...Mother, what happened in the Hua family is most likely caused by people from the Jin Palace. They are trying to make up the lie about the death of Mr. Liu's waiter."
But Mr. Liu is also related to the thin monkey they captured.
Mr. Liu disappeared, and the two waiters who served him died unexpectedly.
Haha~
Are all people in the world fools?
He was obviously killed by King Jin.
But now all the evidence has been erased by the people of Prince Jin's Mansion.
"As for Hua Zifang being matched to a ghost marriage again, his body was clearly exposed, and the people in the Jin Palace could only think of other options."
The King of Jin is so careless about human life...
Jia Zhen felt a chill in her heart, "Now that the Wang family is coming to the Hua family again to ask for some kind of gift, I'm afraid the target is not the Hua family, but our Jia family."
"..."
Shen Ning sighed and said nothing.
What could she say?
He is a prince.
Even if the stabbing reaches the emperor, as long as the emperor is here, there will never be any fear of life.
It's the person who brought this about...
"They are looking for Huajia, how can you stretch your head?"
When the Jia family raised their heads, they followed the King of Jin's path.
"If the Hua family has money, give it to them. If they don't have money, just take their son home!"
If Mother Hua forced Xiren to steal Baoyu's things for the sake of a dead son... then Xiren might have to leave Jia's house early.
It just depends on how she chooses!
"Don't worry about how they make trouble, just let people watch."
"Eh~"
Jia Zhen was just a little angry.
But there is no comparison between the Jia family and... Jin Wang.
"Mother, the escort I found for you, Wen Peilan, has brought her niece to Beijing."
oh?
This is business.
Shen Ning sat up straight, "Then why don't you go into the house?"
"They were tired from traveling all the way, and they said they wanted to rest outside for a night so that they could wash up and go back to the house tomorrow."
"Tell Youshi to send you two sets of changes of clothes."
"Youshi has already sent it away."
At this point, Jia Zhen is very satisfied with Youshi.
She can always think ahead about family matters, so he and his mother don't have to worry about them.
"...I'll go back later and thank her for me."
Shen Ning smiled and said, "Speaking of which, she doesn't have all the maids around her. She is very busy at the end of the year. Please inform Zhuangzi below to select some more."
"Yes!"
When the mother and son were talking about the people in Zhuangzi, Wen Peilan, who was staying at the inn, was also asking about the noble person she was going to protect.
Madam Yipingaoming!
In addition to the royal family, the lady with the highest status would actually be gossiped about as the most powerful woman in Jokhang.
Ho~
"Aunt, Mrs. Shen is so powerful, does anyone still want to beat her?"
Nine-year-old Wen Yaner followed her aunt to see off the guests and finally asked her question.
"..."
Wen Peilan sighed, "Who knows? We took someone's money and said we wanted to protect her safety, so we must protect her safety."
Others are not within her scope of consideration for the time being.
"I heard that the maids of wealthy families are all literate. In their free time, they will teach the little maids how to read." She touched her niece's little face, "When you get to Ningguo Mansion, you will have sweet treats in your mouth. Be diligent and learn some words. If there is someone who teaches embroidery, you should learn more.”
Fighting and killing is nothing in the end.
Escort work is hard, especially for women.
She didn't want her niece to follow her old path again.
"It's normal for a good embroidery to cost hundreds of taels of silver."
"...Hmm!"
Wen Yan'er nodded, "As long as they teach me, I will learn."
She would never waste it.
"Aunt, if they drive me away..."
"No, my aunt will also teach them martial arts."
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If you know how to work hard, you won't have any room to fight back when you encounter a bad man.
Wen Peilan, who traveled extensively, saw many such incidents.
Women should be strong, men should be honest.
The more powerful a woman's natal family is, the more honest the man will be.
A night of silence.
The next day was a sunny day, and Shen Ning finally saw the female guard she had been waiting for for a long time.
"Sit!"
"Don't dare!"
Wen Peilan directly entered her state, "Some habits are better not to develop." She entered the Ningguo Mansion as a guard. There is no way a guard can sit casually. "Madam, from now on, I will be one of the maids by your side. One.”
She glanced at Qingzhu, who was raised like a young lady, "But I have no experience in being a maid, I..."
"My name is Qingzhu. From now on, sister, follow me and I will teach you."
Qingzhu smiled and said: "At the same time, we have martial arts practitioners in our courtyard..."
"I teach!"
This is also one of her tasks.
Wen Peilan didn't talk nonsense, "I punch once every morning and evening. Anyone who is interested can come and learn."
"I don't know your punch..."
Shen Ning admired her straightforwardness and of course wanted to ask her if she could learn from it.
"I know Tai Chi, Bagua Zhang, Emei Quan, and White Crane Quan."
Wen Peilan said: "Madam, if you are interested, you can learn Tai Chi from me."
"Then it's settled."
Shen Ning smiled, "Qingzhu, bring me my apprenticeship ceremony."
When I was a kid, I saw my grandma practice it, but I wasn’t interested at that time.
Nowadays, if you can learn systematically, of course you can’t let it go.
So, within two days, the little maids in Ningguo Mansion had one more thing to do. They had to walk with Master Wen for half an hour every day.
Shen Ning couldn't do it any more, so she could only learn to embroider her legs.
However, Tai Chi is far more beautiful to watch than Wu Qin Quan.
She was not secretive at all and introduced Tai Chi to Ningcuixuan.
The days passed by inadvertently, and when the historian sent a message to invite him to drink wine to celebrate the return of Shi Ding, the loyal marquis, it was already the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month.
Early in the morning, snowflakes were falling again.
But the meritorious officials from the north who returned to Beijing one after another to receive rewards made the capital lively.
King Jin had been waiting for this day for a long time.
In other people's homes, Ms. Shen can find any reason not to go out, but in the Shi's home..., she wants to give face to her dead mother-in-law, and also to the old lady of Rongguo Mansion.
Therefore, she must go to Shijia.
"Are you ready?"
"Ready."
The man dressed like an ordinary person said: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, Mr. Shen can't escape."
"...You have already let me down once."
King Jin stared into the other person's eyes, "Remember, there is no second time."
"Yes!"
The man bent down to salute and then stepped back respectfully.
Shi Ding had already moved out of Baolinghou Mansion because of his disagreement with Shi Nai.
Some aspects of the Zhongjing Hou Mansion newly given by the emperor have not been completed yet.
But Shi Ding's time in Beijing was limited, so he specially rented a famous plum garden in the west of the city to receive relatives and friends.
Jia Yue is still young, so Shen Ning will naturally not take her with her.
Besides, she and Jia Zhen had been worried that King Jin would not give up, and even the You family stayed at home in the name of looking after the family.
When the wind and snow stopped, the carriage slowly drove out of Ningrong Street.
Jia Mu has one car per person.
Followed closely by Ms. Xing and Sister Feng, their mother-in-law and daughter-in-law shared a car.
Then Jia Min got a car.
Shen Ning is at the back.
But if you look carefully, you can see that more than half of the Ningguo Mansion's guards were dispatched.
In addition to the attendants, there were also people pretending to be passers-by.
"Mother, in front of you is the carriage of the Prince of Nan'an."
The carriage stopped at the city gate.
Jia Zhen rode over and said, "The concubine invited the old lady to come over and chat."
"...Please just please!"
The old lady is not a fool either.
Shen Ning fiddled with her cloak.
There was a secret pocket sewn by Qingcheng, and the muskets bought at a high price from the missionaries were placed inside.
"Just say hello for me."
"Eh~"
Jia Zhen rode over.
Soon, the two families formed a team and headed to the Plum Garden together.
"Old sister is blessed."
Concubine Nan'an was a little envious of Jia Mu.
Jia Daishan, who could hold up the family, was gone, and his sons were useless, but he never thought that his grandson would rise.
"Not only are the descendants useful, but the nephews at home are also getting up."
I thought that having one Jia family and two sons was the greatest honor of a family, but I never thought that there were two marquises in her natal family.
This woman...is truly blessed.
Who can fancy that Jia Lian?
It is said that he was the one who inherited the title, but in fact, Jia Zheng was the head of the Rongguo Mansion at the time, and Jia Lian was the steward of his second uncle's family.
But what about now?
Even her son, when he came to Beijing, had to show his kindness first when he saw Jia Lian.
Concubine Nan'an was speechless. She didn't know how this woman, Mrs. Shi, could be so lucky.
"What did the concubine say?"
Jia Mu was happy, "What's wrong with the prince? There is also the Zhen family. Who in Jiangnan doesn't know the Zhen family? In terms of luck, you are better than me."
"Haha, that's true. The prince gave me a New Year's gift and said he saw an excellent piece of red jade, which is suitable for a young wife. I sent someone to add it to your house. I wonder if my elder sister can see it. ? That piece of red jade is just right for Feng Yatou.”
"Exactly."
Jia Mu knew that the princess mainly used her to get into the relationship with Lian'er in the palace.
Therefore, it was specified that gifts should be given to Lian's daughter-in-law.
"At first glance, that piece of red jadeite seemed to suit our girl Feng, so I gave it to Jinyutang and asked the master there to help her make her head and noodles."
"Okay, okay!"
Princess Nan'an smiled and patted Jia Mu's hand, "When you get to Meiyuan, call Feng Yatou over. I haven't seen her for a long time."
"Don't worry, she will definitely greet you."
The two old ladies were talking here. Wang Xifeng in the back frowned unconsciously when she heard that Concubine Nan'an and the old lady were sitting in the same car.
The Chinese New Year is coming, and the New Year gifts given by various families this year are simply beyond imagination.
What their purpose is is obvious at a glance.
As for Prince Nan'an... let alone her, even Jia Lian has to listen to the emperor.
But the emperor didn't seem to be satisfied with that.