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Chapter 1 The Woman Who Was Engaged


Daylight shines through the windows and casts dappled shadows on the landscape screens.

The small living room of the Ning family was not neglected because of its smallness, and it was still decorated with exquisite and precious gold and jade utensils, and there was the elegance of the poetry and book house in the luxury.

Today's day is very good, the charcoal fire in the hollow stove in the house is also burning very strongly, and the noses of the two girls in winter clothes are dotted with a shallow layer of sweat, but this warm spring does not make people feel as comfortable as before, but there is an inexplicable suffocation and anxiety.

Someone lifted the curtain and walked in, and the winter wind in the yard brought in, I don't know if it was this cool breeze or someone who came to make the two girls refreshed and hurriedly stepped forward.

The girl who came in was also a girl, carrying a small copper kettle, and the girl in the room took it, and took the cloisonné enamel teacups on the side of the table.

This series of movements did not make a sound, but it broke the stagnant atmosphere in the room.

"Miss Jun, please have tea."

The girl whispered softly, walked over with tea, and glanced at the person sitting in the chair.

This is a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, no powder, no gold beads, and wearing an old blue muslin dress washed with pulp.

But she didn't look shabby sitting in this luxurious living room, but made people feel like Su Lan Qing and elegant in the flowers.

It's just that when the girl's eyes fell on the table, it was like being stung by a bee, and she lowered her gaze, and her expression became complicated.

On the mahogany table inlaid with jadeite, there is a white silk thread, which stands out in the red and emerald green.

At this time, an elderly woman by the window under the porch was also looking at the white silk.

The Liuning clan in the north of Yangcheng not only has more than a dozen Hanlin in the house, but also controls nearly half of the coal kilns in Zezhou, so the windows of this small living room are not made of common window paper, but glass from Nanyang.

There are only two companies in the entire Yangcheng and even the entire Zezhou that can use this kind of glass.

The glass was a little blurry, but the woman could still see the white silk and the girl's appearance.

This was not the first time she had seen this girl, in fact, she had come here once just two days ago, but she didn't put out this white silk at that time.

The girl reached out and took a bite of the tea, her brow seemed to furrow, and she put it down.

It seems to be just a woman's guess.

Through the multicolored glass, the facial features are blurred, and it is impossible to see those subtle expressions clearly.

The woman only saw the girl put down the teacup, and the reason why she thought so was because the tea in the house at this time was only a dragon well before the rain.

Although this girl is dressed shabby, it is another one from the entire state of Zezhou that can use glass windows, Fang's ticket number.

Her surname is Jun, her mother's surname is Fang, she is the eldest lady of the Fang family, although she is married to a slightly poor family, but more than ten years have passed since the pomp of the original marriage, and the people of Zezhou still talk about it.

Where did such a young lady drink the coarse tea of Longjing before the rain, at least the last time she came to the door, the tea held by the girls was still Longjing before the Ming Dynasty.

The woman looked into the room, the girl who had put down the teacup sat in a graceful posture, without the slightest impatience, and the little girl standing beside her tugged at her sleeve with her hand.

"Give me a cup of tea."

The woman heard a soft voice coming from inside the house.

The girl immediately brought another cup of tea and handed it to the little girl, who happily took it and drank it in one gulp.

"One more drink."

The little girl also said.

It was not as timid as the last time I visited, but with a little justification and a little triumphant.

I guess I think I can shock them.

A hint of mockery flashed in the woman's eyes.

"Mother Song."

A little girl beckoned to her at the gate of the courtyard and called her silently.

Then the woman turned and walked away from the window, and went through a passage into another courtyard, where stood a girl under the porch of the main courtyard, laughing in a low voice, and laughing from behind the curtain of heavy gold thread.

Seeing the woman coming, the laughing girls greeted each other.

"Mother Song."

They said inward, two girls opened the curtains, the woman stepped in, the warm fragrance was blowing on her face, and there were many people sitting or standing in the room, but all eyes and movements were centered on the middle-aged woman in the middle.

The woman was in her forties, with a beautiful face, long eyebrows, and a shallow smile on her face, listening to the two women sitting in front of her.

The two women in front of her were younger than her, dressed in the usual luxury.

In the east room, there are three teenage girls sitting at the generous table, all wearing red jackets and yellow skirts, with beautiful appearances, different from the low laughter and excitement outside, and they are quietly writing with a pen.

Mother Song did not immediately step forward to speak, but took the tea in the hand of the girl on the side and handed it over, standing next to the woman and listening to them with a smile.

"Sister-in-law, the stage of the winter moon is arranged in front of the Land Temple."

"The matter of inviting the drama troupe will bother the third brother and sister, so I don't care about it."

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"There are a lot of displaced people this month, and the military rebellion in the north is getting more and more serious, so I will also prepare for the soup kitchen."

"The second brother and sister-in-law also sent someone back to talk about it."

The ladies spoke, and the middle-aged women all smiled and nodded.

"Okay, that's a good arrangement, you bother."

She said it all.

The eldest lady of the Ning family is kind and charitable, respects her in-laws and respects her concubines, and everyone praises her inside and outside.

After saying this, the doctor turned his head to look at Mother Song.

"See someone," she asked.

This endless sentence stopped the conversation in the room.

Song's mother replied.

"Sister-in-law, why is the young lady of the Jun family here again, isn't she leaving?"

the woman next to her, Mrs.

Ning San, asked busily.

Mrs.

Ning smiled and put the teacup down.

"I didn't leave, I found an inn on the street, made a trick to kill myself, and now I'm coming to the door again."

She said. commit suicide The third lady and the fourth lady glanced at each other.

"This is too much, don't the people of the Fang family care?"

"Or maybe the Fang family did it on purpose."

They frowned and said indignantly.

Mrs.

Ning shook her head.

"Deliberately not, or what's the problem."

She said.

The two siblings laughed.

"My sister-in-law always thinks about others with kindness."

They sighed.

A girl who had been listening to this side with her ears pricked up in Tojima turned her head sharply.

"Mother, it's not unusual for Jun Zhenzhen to do this kind of thing, she is also rampant and domineering in the Fang family, the eldest wife of the Fang family just said a word to her, she is going to commit suicide, and she has to go to the government to sue her uncle for abuse."

She said loudly.

This surprised everyone in the room.

"Yanyan."

Mrs.

Ning frowned and said, talking about the rights and wrongs of others behind her back is not a good character that everyone should have.

This is the eldest daughter of Mrs.

Ning, Ning Yunyan, who is ranked seventeenth in the Ning family's generation.

"Auntie, aunt, really, she holds herself as an official lady, and she especially looks down on her grandmother's family and dislikes them as merchants."

"I also know that I have seen her laugh at her cousin at a banquet with others, and her cousin will cry and leave the table."

The other two girls also hurriedly followed.

The three girls chattered, and Mrs.

Ning's gentle voice couldn't be suppressed, and the room became a mess.

This Miss Jun has only been in Yangcheng for half a year, and she already has a good reputation, and this reputation is not a good reputation.

"The Fang family is a merchant, and it's just rude."

Mrs.

Ning San frowned and said, "This Miss Jun's father is also a scholar and a parent official, how can he raise such a daughter?"

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It's okay to raise such a daughter, the daughter of other people's families has nothing to do with their Ning family, but as soon as the daughter of this Jun family came, she shouted that she had a marriage contract with their Ning family.

"Is this marriage contract true," Mrs.

Ning Si couldn't help but ask, "Does she really have a marriage contract with our family Zhao'er or is it such a big thing that the old lady has never said before her death." ” Mrs.

Ning sighed, looking helpless.

"I asked my mother, and my mother said that the old lady and the old lady of the Jun family are one side."

She said, "Fifteen years ago, the old lady resigned from the official position and traveled in all directions, and when he passed through Runan, he fell ill, and was diagnosed and prescribed medicine to alleviate the illness by the old doctor who passed by the clinic, and the old lady was grateful, and heard that the son of the old lady Jun had just married, so he said that he wanted to marry him, and Zhao'er was only three years old at that time. ” I can't thank you enough, and I said it.

The meaning of these eight words, the two ladies in the room immediately understood.

"Since the old lady of the Jun family is a doctor, isn't it natural for him to treat people" Mrs.

Ning San said, "The old lady is grateful and doesn't choose what to say, so doesn't the old lady of the Jun family know the duty of a doctor?"

It seems that he is also a person who is bent on climbing the dragon and the phoenix, otherwise he would really agree to this family business without thinking about his identity.

"Maybe the old lady was coerced at that time."

Mrs.

Ning shook her head and said.

Otherwise, how could the old lady never say such a big thing as marrying the head of the long house.

"My father didn't mention it, so I don't know what's going on."

Mrs.

Ning said, accentuating her tone on this sentence, "The old lady insisted that there was no such thing, and I couldn't help it, when the Fang family came to inquire before, I explained it euphemistically, but it seems that the young lady of the Jun family didn't listen at all, the old lady was not in good health, I didn't dare to let her go, the young lady of the Jun family was young and lost her relatives to blame the pitiful, I didn't dare to be arrogant to her."

"Mother."

Ning Yunyan, who had already stopped writing and stood to listen, immediately shouted, "She is pitiful, the tenth brother is not pitiful, should the tenth brother be unlucky, her father and mother were not killed by us, why should we compensate her with the tenth brother's life's events?"

"Yes, yes, the tenth brother is even the emperor who praises Tianzong's talent, how can he be dragged down by such a vulgar and ignorant person as Jun Zhenzhen."

The other two girls also immediately complied.

The house was in chaos again.

Mrs.

Ning seemed to be suffering from the noise, and reached out helplessly and pinched her forehead.

"But you can't just watch this young lady of the Jun family commit suicide in front of you."

She said.

"She's throwing Shiraya on the table now, making it clear that she's threatening."

Mother Song interjected and said, "The last time I hanged myself in the inn, I might be hanging myself at the door of our house now." ” "She dares," Mrs.

Ning said with an eyebrow

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