Chapter 1522: Tiger Girl 6
On the second day, tea patrons in teahouses in Beijing were talking a lot.
"Why are you saying that the maid in the General's Mansion is so shameless? Not only is she obsessed with the Crown Prince Rongguo, but she also causes such a scene."
"Yes, if you want to die, you should die as far away as possible, but you die in the Rongguo Palace, soiling other people's land. He is really a born broom star, whoever gets involved will be unlucky."
There is new news about the fall into the water, and it is said that the cause is the maid of the Zhenguo General's Mansion. It was the maid who was greedy for the crown prince of Rongguo and pushed the third lady onto the crown prince, and then they both fell into the water.
After the Zhenguo General's Mansion found out the reason, they sold the maid. The prince of Rongguo felt that although the maid was disgusting, he sold it like this. In the future, the reputation of the third lady was even more unclear, so he asked someone to buy it back so that he could check it out again.
As a result, after the maid bought it, she had just taken a bath, changed her clothes, and when she was helping her serve dinner, she hanged herself from the beam. I don't know whether he felt shameless to live, or he felt that if he died at this time, he would be considered a member of Duke Rongguo's palace. By the time he was discovered, the person had already expired...
"This matter has been reported to the governor of Jingzhao, and it has been confirmed and registered. Madam Rong Guo Gong specially ordered the young man to come and inform!" Rong Guo Gong's steward bowed to Madam Zhao and saluted.
"Got it." Mrs. Zhao responded calmly, then went to get the tea cup, holding it without drinking.
The maid next to her noticed it and immediately shouted loudly and clearly: "See you off!"
The people from Duke Rong's mansion left, and Xining slowly walked out from behind the screen.
"Li'er, it's cold here, go to mother." Mrs. Zhao stood up and reached out to take her hand. The little hand was warmed by the small hand stove she held, and then she walked out of the living room with confidence.
The house of General Zhenguo's Mansion was acquired from a previous prize. It has five courtyards. The place is not very big in Beijing, but the garden inside is unique. Only the imperial garden in the imperial palace is that big. The water lake in the yard is all imported running water. In summer, you can go boating on the lake, collect lotus and fish.
On weekdays, no matter how you walk from the main entrance to each courtyard, you have to pass by the garden. It is winter at this time, and looking at the past, the sparse trees and empty lake can't help but feel desolate.
The charcoal-fired foot warmer was brought up. Dongmei knelt beside the third lady, took off the thick cotton shoes from her feet, rubbed them in her palms, then put her feet on them and put down her skirt. put.
After standing up, he put a quilt on the third lady's legs, carefully covering the quilt with the foot warmer, and then stepped aside.
Not long after she became a personal maid, Dongmei was very careful in doing things. Fortunately, she spent most of her time in the house watching Poria cook, so it was not difficult for her to imitate her.
Mrs. Zhao took a sip of tea and grinded her teeth with hatred: "There are so many shameless people. I have never seen such a shameless person."
Mrs. Zhao was afraid that her daughter would be caught in the wind on the way, so she did not dare to speak. She did not speak until she entered the room in the small courtyard, took off her cloak, and sat down.
"How can you be shameless? You still have to be shameless. You also gave us our face, which is considered an explanation." Xining felt that his feet were warm and his hands were also warm. This body is really bad. Without these warm hands, My feet don't seem to be producing much heat.
"Just forget it like this?" Mrs. Zhao was still aggrieved.
"What else can I do? Go to the Jingzhao Mansion to beat drums and complain, or go to the officials to complain?" A small bowl of rock sugar bird's nest was brought, and Xining picked up a spoon and drank it slowly. It's too sweet, and the body owner likes to eat something so sweet. Whether it's sweet soup or snacks, it has to be a bit spicy.
She put down the spoon: "It's too sweet." "It's too sweet. No one can drink it except you." Mrs. Zhao asked her close friend: "Go and bring me the white fungus soup prepared for me. Don't add sugar. ”
The bosom friend blessed his hand slightly and left.
Mrs. Zhao smiled and said: "I told you that in your previous life, you were from Gusu City and you preferred sweet things. I happened to hear that a batch of Su embroidery came to the palace, and the embroidery was very good. I wonder if I can reward you a little when I come to the palace this time. . If you have any, it’s all for you.”
"Every time this happens, my grandmother complains, but my mother can't do this again." Xining picked up the tea next to him, rinsed his mouth, and spat it into the small spittoon brought by the maid next to him, covering it slightly with a handkerchief.
"I don't need anything when I'm old." When Mrs. Zhao was mentioned, Mrs. Zhao rolled her eyes: "How can I be jealous of my grandchildren? She feels aggrieved, so she can put on her official uniform and go to the palace to find the Empress Dowager. Like to go.”
Mrs. Zhao is not General Zhao's biological mother. In the past, not to mention Zhao Fu, how General Zhao's biological mother died was an unsolved mystery. It is said that General Zhao died of illness after he was sent to join the army, but he was fine when he left and he was not too old. He died anyway.
When General Zhao came back to inquire, all the maids and servants around my aunt had been sold so that no one could be found.
Therefore, General Zhao usually only showed respect to his aunt out of filial piety. His complaints about Mrs. Zhao went in one ear and out the other. If the words are serious and harsh, they will just say that they are tired, practicing martial arts, or have something to do, and then turn around and leave without being able to stop shouting.
Madam Zhao was so angry that she beat her chest, banged the table, smashed things and cursed, but she only cursed in the yard. I had said it in the palace before, but was persuaded to go back by the Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager.
It is said that General Zhao is working hard and is a martial artist, so naturally he is not that meticulous. Overall, it sounds like he didn't do anything disobedient or unfilial. For the sake of the official family, for the sake of the country and the country, and since we are already past the age of ears, what else can we not let go of? Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings, so don’t worry too much about them.
Mrs. Zhao was so angry that she didn't dare to have an attack on the spot. She could only say that she was mad at Mrs. Zhao when she came back.
Mrs. Zhao has a carefree temperament. As the youngest daughter of the prefect, she has been pampered since she was a child. After marrying General Zhao, General Zhao began to shoot up like bamboo shoots after the spring rain. After more than ten years of marriage, he took over the title of General Zhenguo and moved there.
So I don’t sell this account. He resisted on the spot and went back, imitating General Zhao, saying he had a headache and left, which made Mrs. Zhao sick. After being ill for a few days, I only saw the doctor but not the husband and wife. From then on, the symptoms subsided a lot. But from time to time, I still have a sense of presence and have a little temper.
Mrs. Zhao called away the extra maids nearby, and started talking to Xining about these old things, and how she had to stand up to Mrs. Zhao, which made Xining very happy.
Mrs. Zhao is also lively and vivid, interpreting Mrs. Zhao's pretentious and angry appearance of smashing the tea cup.
Xining held up the ropa, covered her mouth and laughed: "If mother is not the wife of the general who governs the country, she can go to the teahouse to tell stories, and ensure that guests come in like clouds every day, and the whole house is cheering."
"When will you learn to be sharp-tongued and sharp-tongued?" Mrs. Zhao smiled and stretched out her hand, pinching her face gently.
"I'm not just following my mother, I'm just following her. I don't have the ability to talk about my grandmother and go to the palace to complain to the two most noble people." Xining joked. The mother and daughter were laughing so much.
"Okay, madam, it's time for the young lady to drink the bird's nest. It has been warm for a long time and will become thinner if you leave it any longer." Nanny Li, who was sitting on a small stool next to her doing needlework, stood up with a smile and went to Get the bird's nest from the warm box.
(End of chapter)