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Chapter 32 Gossip always closes the distance


Mrs.

Zhuang had also just woken up from her nap, her hair only tied up in a bun at the back of her head.

There was only one older maid beside her, who seemed to be in her twenties.

She quietly brought red dates and longan tea to Mrs.

Zhuang and Xia Xiaodong, then bowed and retreated.

The tea soup is steaming, and the round red dates are floating on it, which is really cute.

Mrs.

Zhuang blew on the red dates until they rolled a few times, then she put down the tea cup and said with a smile, "Young lady is really a smart person."

Then he was slightly lost in thought and sighed: "Yu Rong is in trouble."

Xia Xiaodong quickly understood this kind of divine leap.

If I am too outstanding, my sister Yurong's light will certainly be dimmed by comparison.

If you think about it further, if your marriage is delayed for a long time, Yu Rong will not be able to get married for a while.

"I know all these young men who come and go."

Mrs.

Zhuang put aside her sigh for Yu Rong and counted them directly.

"The first person who is favored by many people is Mr.

Wenmao from the Zhang Zhifu family.

I heard that you also met today."

Xia Xiaodong came here late specifically to give Yu Rong time to report to Madam Zhuang.

As expected, Madam Zhuang was right The situation today is known.

"There are also the second son of the Liang guerrilla family and the thirteenth son of the Deputy Commander Qin's family.

They are also acceptable."

Mrs.

Zhuang took a sip of tea and frowned: "I originally thought that I could let you choose one of them. .

But now it seems that none of these people can catch your eye."

Xia Xiaodong nodded.

"Mr.

Mi is from the Mi family."

Mrs.

Zhuang made another sudden turn.

Probably only someone with quick thinking like Xia Xiaodong could keep up.

Of course Mr.

Mi is from the Mi family, what nonsense is this?

"What's so special about the Mi family?"

Xia Xiaodong felt something was wrong.

"Teaching the Mi family, specializes in teaching ladies."

Mrs.

Zhuang stretched out her left hand and counted on the other fingers with her thumb: "Her family has taught two queens and two concubines, and there are also several princes' concubines.

There is even a saying in the capital that one cannot become a concubine without rice.

The current empress's minister is named Mi.

As for the ladies of the court, there are countless others who have studied under Mi.

This is really a very special family.

"So my suggestion is," Mrs.

Zhuang's expression became serious: "You might as well have a better relationship with Milan.

If Milan is willing to say a few good words to you, don't say that you can choose the children in Suzhou City, even if they are higher.

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It is also possible to become a noble family."

Milan is naturally Mr.

Mi’s maiden name.

In fact, these words, as well as a lot of information about the boudoir school, should have been told to Xia Xiaodong before she went to the academy today.

But Madam Zhuang not only didn't say anything, she also apparently instructed Yu Rong not to mention it, and just dressed up Xia Xiaodong beautifully and sent him to the entrance of the academy.

It was obviously to see Xia Xiaodong's reaction.

That's why Xia Xiaodong pointed out that Mrs.

Zhuang did it on purpose.

However, Xia Xiaodong didn't pay much attention to this.

I had thought about these things before.

In fact, I could have taken the initiative to ask Mrs.

Zhuang, but I did not do so.

This is because, considering my mental age, which is only a few years younger than Mrs.

Zhuang, it is easy to deal with such a scene.

Xia Xiaodong still had this small amount of self-confidence.

What's more, if you don't show your two brushes, no one will look at you for nothing.

Since Mrs.

Zhuang is serious about it, just give her something to look at.

If we see clearly, we will be able to cooperate more easily in the future.

Yes, Xia Xiaodong positioned his relationship with Mrs.

Zhuang as: cooperation.

They were strangers to each other, even in different time and space, let alone being a loving mother and a filial daughter.

It takes hundreds of years to cross the same boat, but I don’t know how many years it will take to become a family.

Since they are destined to have the title of mother and daughter, there is a basis for cooperation.

"So Mr.

Mi has such a background."

Xia Xiaodong reached out and grabbed the melon seeds on the plate on the table to eat.

He didn't expect Mrs.

Zhuang to have such a hobby.

"Then what kind of students does she like?"

This is a question whether we should put some thought into her preferences.

Mrs.

Zhuang also grabbed a handful of melon seeds, her fingers were the same color as the shells, and the melon seeds and shells flew together.

Haha, this melon seed eating skill is really top-notch.

Mrs.

Zhuang indicated to Xia Xiaodong that she could throw the melon seed shells directly on the ground: "You can just do whatever you want at home.

The best thing about the Mi family is that they can teach all kinds of students.

Milan has been in Suzhou for almost a year."

No, I don’t know what she particularly likes.”

"Milan is in the Mi family" Xia Xiaodong couldn't find the right words for a while.

The same water feeds all kinds of people.

Although Mijia works in a special industry, it is not possible for everyone to be an outstanding teacher.

Madam Zhuang understood half of Xia Xiaodong's words.

She pursed her lips, held the remaining melon seeds in her hand, leaned over slightly, and brought her head closer: "I heard that before Milan and Li, Prince Min had been in the capital.

On the house.”

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It's comfortable to talk to smart people.

Peace and separation.

Prince Min.

It can be seen that Milan is a talented person, not a mediocre person.

"Who did Mr.

Mi marry before?"

"Zhuang Tianshu." "" "He is Zhuang Bogui's grandson." "" "Zhuang Bogui is the Grand Scholar of Wuying Palace and is now the Second Assistant."

"Oh" Xia Xiaodong probably understood.

Although Mr.

Zhuangge probably has many grandchildren, given Milan's status, being able to find the grandson of the second assistant as a husband is considered a high marriage.

"Zhuang Tianshu is known for his beauty and manners.

I heard that he had something to do with Prince Min's granddaughter.

Milan couldn't bear it, so he asked himself to resign and even left the capital."

When talking about secrets, Mrs.

Zhuang, like most women, has bright eyes and a low voice, with some kind of pride in knowing the exclusive inside story.

Xia Xiaodong automatically imagined the scene of a beautiful man visiting his wife and meeting a beautiful woman in the prince's palace, and a beautiful man losing both his beauty due to greed.

As long as a man wants to hug her, he must be prepared to fight.

Mrs.

Zhuang also told a few things that were widely rumored in Suzhou, so as to prevent Xia Xiaodong from accidentally breaking a taboo when talking to someone later.

Seeing that the melon seed plate had reached the bottom, Mrs.

Zhuang stood up quickly, took out a broom from somewhere, and swept the melon seed shells on the ground into a pile.

She was obviously used to it.

Xia Xiaodong thought There was no time to help.

"I'm not old yet."

Mrs.

Zhuang saw Xia Xiaodong looking a little embarrassed and said with a smile: "Everyone has their own hands and feet, that's how our family is.

There's no need to talk about these false etiquette here.

You can go back to your room later.

Here, you have to do things yourself.”

"Yeah."

Xia Xiaodong nodded in agreement, then added after careful consideration: "I heard someone say that our family is, um, a little bit."

"Poor" Mrs.

Zhuang answered the question for her: "I know this.

Never mind that each of them lives behind closed doors and does whatever they want.

Who bites me?

Do I have to be like them?

Surrounded by people A lot of old ladies and little maids, even a handkerchief has to be held by someone, and you have to have eight plates and nine bowls to eat, you are rich."

What a tough stepmother

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