Chapter 1542: Tiger Girl 26
In the afternoon, the third brother Zhao Yingyue sent someone to deliver Spring Festival couplets and also drew a pair of door gods.
The maids opened it and showed it to her. They all said that the calligraphy was good and the paintings were also good. They were more brilliant than those painted on the street, and they all caught up with the painters in the palace.
Xia He teased Yan Hong with a smile: "You are the only one who doesn't know a few characters. Can you tell me where to look?"
Yan Hong blushed: "Who said I am illiterate? It's just that my handwriting is bad. Even if you are illiterate, you can tell that the handwriting is good. Your handwriting is good, so you can write it."
Xia He smiled brightly: "How can my handwriting compare to the young lady's? The young lady has to wait for the third young master to come back to write."
Yan Hong said angrily: "Chun Yu can still post it on the door of her house. I will beg for you on her behalf. As long as the writing is good, I asked for leave and went out. I paid for a penny of flour and diluted it with water to make a paste. I made it myself. Post the couplet.”
Yanhong was young and had just been promoted to second-class maid. She was in charge of clothes and jewelry, so it was normal for her to be bullied. In fact, it's not bullying. It's normal for girls' families to have a little bump.
Qiuye looked at the third lady next to him and frowned slightly. He immediately smoothed things over and pulled Xia He's arm, who was about to continue bickering. His words were a bit of a warning: "Okay, okay, good things will not sound right when they fall into your mouth." What a taste. The third young master’s handwriting is beyond comparison. Hurry up and put the couplet up so that the third young master can see it when he comes over.”
Although Qiuye is similar in age, she was sent by Mrs. Zhao. Mrs. Zhao and Aunt Li felt that Qiuye was experienced in dealing with people, had good eyesight, spoke appropriately, and knew people well, so they came to know her. It's only been more than a year since I came here, but the third lady is already a little bit inseparable from her.
So when Qiu Ye said this, Xia He didn't dare to say anything anymore, so he bulged his eyes at Yan Hong.
Xining looked at the calligraphy and paintings on the table and touched the small stove: "Go and paste it up. Yanhong, prepare the clothes I will wear for the New Year first and show them to me later."
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This means that Yanhong doesn't have to go out and post Spring Festival couplets in the cold wind.
Dongmei asked: "Spring Rain and Summer Lotus, go and paste the Spring Festival couplets. Wipe the pillars before posting. If there is dust, it will be inconvenient to wipe after pasting."
Thinking that this matter was important, he said: "Forget it, I'd better go with you. Don't ruin the good calligraphy. If it's crooked, you'll have to read it for a year."
As he spoke, he looked at the third lady.
Xining nodded: "Then let's go together."
So Dongmei took Chunyu and Xiahe out together, while Qiuye helped Yanhong pick out clothes from the wardrobe.
Xining leaned on the soft pillow and squinted his eyes. There are various connections between the maids, and it is said that there are open and covert attacks between the Huang family and the nobles. Being the owner of the body is a blessing, but the final tragic ending is mostly due to marrying the wrong person.
According to Zhao Chengzong's character, he shouldn't give up just yet. After all, General Zhao's military power is really tempting. The current calm is just an illusion, there are so many dark waves underneath.
In a daze, Dongmei and the other three came back.
Everyone was shivering from the cold, Chunyu and Xia He ran to the Xuncong to cover their hands. Dongmei came over and kept rubbing her hands: "Miss, it's done. The couplets and door gods at the entrance of this courtyard were posted crookedly, so I personally posted them. Even the heights were correct, and I guarantee that the third young master will Come here and you’ll see it.”
"It must be cold." Xining smiled and stretched out his hand from the quilt: "Hurry up and reach out, I will cover you for a while."
"This is impossible!" Dongmei seemed to be frightened and took a step back: "Miss is weak, her hands were frozen, and she had to cover the stove for a long time before covering them back. I just want to say, let's go right away. Cover your hands there. The slave is very angry and it will be over soon.”
After saying that, he happily walked to the fumigation cage and dried his hands. Xining put his hand back on the quilt and continued to cover the small hand stove. Dongmei said it was a bit exaggerated, but her body was indeed a little weak. If she had the halo of being a heroine, she would be easy to push and easy to lose. Unfortunately, when she met Zhao Chengzong, who was ruthless and unjust, the marriage was just a political conspiracy from beginning to end.
The body owner's qualifications are shallow and his brain is not very good. He will not understand the root cause of this matter until his death. When he was dying, he knew that the Zhenguo General Mansion was wanted to be overthrown by his superiors. But General Zhao has been titled General of the Kingdom for hundreds of years, and General Zhao is unassuming in his conduct. How could it be that the Emperor wants him to be overthrown?
What good will the fall of the Zhenguo General's Mansion bring to the Rongguo Duke's Mansion? There are no benefits and a lot of disadvantages, but they still do it. Could it be that the Duke of Rongguo is stupid?
It doesn't matter, just investigate slowly, and the truth will eventually come out.
New Year's Eve has finally arrived.
Early in the morning on New Year's Eve, those who have a royal title should wear court clothes and enter the palace to congratulate three very noble women. Even the old lady and the second wife Chen, who stayed behind closed doors on weekdays, had to wear imperial robes and go into the palace with Mrs. Zhao to kowtow in greeting.
In the plot of "Before the Body Master", every New Year's Eve also has to get up early in the morning before dawn. He changed his clothes, combed his hair and put on makeup, wore thick and bulky court clothes, and went into the palace to kowtow with a heavy crown on his head. Every time I see Mrs. Zhao, she says she is living a good life.
What's actually good about it? A year later, Poria became an aunt, and after that, two more were adopted. Everyone had a big belly and gave birth to children, but her belly was always deflated. There are many jokes made in front of and behind the scenes. Zhao Chengzong was also indifferent to her. He could only enter her yard a handful of times, sometimes not even once a month.
The reason is simple, she won't have children. Among the seven reasons, the first is childlessness. She didn't even have children, so if she didn't divorce her, it would be considered that Zhao Chengzong missed his old love.
As it turned out, Zhao Chengzong drugged her to prevent her from giving birth. The whole thing was a huge and cruel joke.
But now, Xining doesn't have to get up so early. Poor health was the best reason, so she lay down and brought breakfast to the bed.
I drank less than half a bowl of rice porridge with sugar, rinsed my mouth and continued to lie down. I slept until about three o'clock in the morning before I got up, lazily changed my clothes, and prepared to have lunch later.
Facing the mirror, let Dongmei comb her hair.
Qiuye next to him said: "The third young master and the second young lady came here just now. When they knew that the young lady was still lying down, they went back."
"Oh~" Xining responded.
Qiuye asked carefully: "Do you want to invite me?"
Xining thought for a while: "No, maybe they are busy."
Zhao Yingxue is of no use. In the previous plot, every time I saw him, he was humble and submissive, speaking to please. But the body owner was too lazy to pay attention, and Zhao Yingxue would not come without calling. This time I helped her at Prince Duan's place, and I felt that the relationship could get closer, so I took the initiative to come over.
As for Zhao Yingyue, it was a rare occasion for him to go home and he only came to see her. He must have seen the couplets and door gods at the door, that's all.
After simply getting dressed, Dongmei asked someone to bring the food.
After the table was set, Xining had just sat down and had not even taken a bite when Zhao Heming came running over.
As soon as I saw the dishes on the table, I could not move my eyes away from each other: "Little aunt, I happen to be hungry."
(End of chapter)