"Farewell Branch" 19/ The Duchess of Lychee is very sweet was invited to the banquet, and the old lady and Jiang exchanged glances, with a look of "sure enough".It seems that this matter has been settled.Therefore, not to mention how the old lady treats Ming Song, even the Jiang family has been sending things to Shou'an Hall every day in the past two days, all of which are brightly colored fabrics, and they are all the most popular styles nowadays, even Fu Shuyun does not have this treatment.I don't know if there will be pies in the sky, but Jiang will definitely not treat her like this for no reason.On this day, Sha Yue came in with red eyes, and the corners of Qi's mouth trembled slightly.I wanted to open my mouth three or four times, but I endured it again.Fu Mingsong really couldn't look at it, and raised his face at her: "Qingtan is coming to trouble you again?"
”In the past, those who could cry the moon were usually the big girl Qingtan next to Fu Shuyan, and the slaves followed the master, all of whom were bullying the soft and afraid of the hard.But this time, if it's just Qingtan, it's okay, Sha Yue couldn't help but sob, and raised her hand to wipe away her tears: "The slave maid heard from the outside, the old lady and the eldest lady intend to promise you to a big family as a concubine, and the slave and maid don't want to believe it, but the lady has been so attentive recently...
The slave is afraid that it is true, the girl is already bitter enough, so she looks forward to marrying an idler in the future, how can she be a concubine!
”Fu Mingsong was stunned, and his expression was frozen for a long time.She held the palm of the agarwood comb tightly, and the corners of her stiff mouth barely pulled an arc: "How come, don't listen to nonsense." ”Although the Fu family is a small family, when she was young, she heard the old lady mock Aunt Yun, she said, "I'd rather be a poor □□ than a rich concubine."
Now how can you let the girl of the Fu family be a concubine, it is impossible.Fu Mingsong was in a trance, and secretly said in her heart that there was no such thing, but when she thought about the changes in the old lady and Jiang's treatment of her in the past month, if it was really what Sha Yue said, everything seemed to have a reasonable explanation.
—The gossip in the small mansion spread quickly, and Jiang secretly admonished the people in his yard, but there were always broken mouths when he couldn't stop it, and it didn't take long for this word to reach the old lady's ears.On this day, the old lady specially called Zhuang Yulan and Ming Song to be female celebrities, and from time to time she glanced at the charming and moving face, and saw no difference, the old lady hesitantly put aside her eyes."
Lan'er's embroidery technique is a lot unfamiliar."
The old lady squinted at the silk handkerchief in Zhuang Yulan's hand.Zhuang Yulan's ears turned red when the old lady said, and she bowed her head embarrassedly and said: "In the temple, I only thought about chanting, but I missed my homework, and my aunt and grandmother laughed." ”The old lady was always tolerant of her, and after laughing, she just said that it was okay, and then went to see Ming Song.To say that the craftsmanship of the girls in the house is like a mirror in the heart, the five girls are silent on weekdays, dull, but also very calm, sitting is a noon, doing this kind of needlework, but the most outstanding.I don't know if I think there is hope for marrying the Guogong Mansion, the old lady now looks at her granddaughter, no matter how she looks at it, it is pleasing to the eye.In addition to the temperament, it is no worse than a few other girls.When it was time for dinner, the old lady left Fu Mingsong alone.Zhuang Yulan's face was silent, her heart had already been turbulent, and she left with bated breath.Only her grandparents and grandchildren were left in the room, and the old lady straightened her face: "Have you heard the rumors outside?"
”Fu Mingsong didn't expect the old lady to take the initiative to mention it, so she couldn't help but raise her head in astonishment: "I heard a sentence or two, but Ming'er won't listen to the rumors, please rest assured." ”"What do you mean by that?"
The old lady had never expected her to speak like this."
Grandmother once said that I would rather be a poor □□ than a rich concubine, how could I be allowed to be a concubine of a wealthy family, not to mention that the first two sisters did not say anything about their relatives, and it was not my turn."
At the end of her speech, her voice gradually lowered, as if she was a little shy to talk about marriage.Although she had no intention of it, she choked on the old lady's words.The phrase "poor □□, rich concubine" is what she said, but it was said five or six years ago, and this girl has remembered it to this day?"
Having said that, it can't be generalized, this concubine is not necessarily inferior to a wife, and it depends on the family."
The old lady took a sip of tea, and it was rare to have enough confidence to speak.The old lady's words were like a thunderbolt from the sky, and the house suddenly fell silent.Fu Mingsong subconsciously opened his eyes wide, looked at the old lady for a while, and then asked, "Grandmother, what does this mean?"
”"Ming'er, grandmother asked you, if you are a nobleman, is the kind of family that your father will not dare to climb in his life, if he is interested in you, are you willing to marry?"
The old lady looked straight at her, and a light seemed to pop up in her pupils.Fu Mingsong's breathing was a little heavier, his chest was dull, and he couldn't breathe.She was raised under Aunt Yun's knees, and it was not easy to see a lot of concubines.In this life, I don't seek wealth, but I seek success.But it was too difficult for her to say "no" to the old lady's disobedience.Fu Mingsong wanted to speak several times, but saw that the old lady's eyes became more and more fierce, if the answer did not satisfy her old man, I am afraid that the harmony between her ancestors and grandchildren for so many days would come to naught in an instant.The corners of the girl's mouth were tense, her teeth were tight, and the two hands hanging by her side tugged at the hem of her skirt, and she lowered her head suddenly, and her voice was so small that she could barely hear it: "I don't want to." ”The old lady raised her eyebrows slightly, both expected and unexpected.She knew that this girl probably didn't want to be a concubine, but she didn't want to use her temperament to dare to say it directly."
If you can contribute to your father's career and help the family prosper, don't you want to?"
Fu Mingsong was shocked, the old lady was using the rise and fall of the family to blackmail her and test her.If you say you don't want to at this moment, you are ignoring your father's career and not putting the prosperity of the Fu family in your eyes, which is unfilial.The girl in the room closed her lips and teeth tightly, did not say a word, the sweat on her forehead, the clenching of her lower lip, and told the old lady all over her body that she was embarrassed.The old lady smiled suddenly, picked up the almond syrup on the side, scooped a few spoonfuls and put it into her mouth.She sighed: "It's not my wife who forced you, over the years, I put you in my aunt's yard just to let you understand that recognizing your own identity is more important than anything else, even if you marry a mediocre family in the future, if your mother-in-law hears about your mother-in-law, can you really not dislike you?"
”Ming Song's heart tightened, and his face turned pale.When the old lady saw her like this, she frowned and said: "Since it is not good to marry mediocre, it is better to marry rich and noble, and the Fu family is good, you can be good, you say?"
”Seeing that she didn't make any other moves, the old lady slowly got up and walked to the inner room, and her heart was really still a little girl."
Grandmother, I still don't want to."
A small sound fell, like a small pebble falling down, the old lady's back stiffened, her footsteps stopped for a moment, and she went straight back to the inner room.- That night, Yuan Lu listened to the passage outside the gate of Jingyang Palace, shook his head and smiled, and raised his feet into the palace.has been working state affairs for days, and Wen Shu has lost a lot of weight.Although there is an uncle in charge of the country, there is a backlog of affairs that need to be handled by him.Although from the outside, he is too ridiculous in the matter of accepting a concubine, but in the end he is not a person who is obsessed with lust, and he is accompanied by books every day, and it is not an exaggeration.In particular, there is the case of Wu Chenghe for him to worry about.Yuan Lu came up with lotus seed soup, and when he saw that the candle was about to burn out, he lit two more lamps, and the room was brighter.He stepped forward and reminded: "Your Majesty, it's late at night. ”After hearing this, I looked up at the window, and sure enough, I saw that the twilight was heavy and the shadows of the trees were swaying.He leaned back, raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, his face full of tiredness: "Is Fu Zhai okay?"
”This is what he has to ask every day, in the past, Yuan Lu would report Fu Mingsong's whereabouts all day in detail, but today he didn't say so.Yuan Lu paused: "The Fu family has spread all over the world, and the old lady Fu wants to marry the five girls, saying that she wants the five girls to be concubines for big families." ”Wen Shu's hand pinching his eyebrows suddenly paused: "Marriage?
”His tone obviously sank, and it was even cool in the warm spring.Yuan Lu's eyes bent: "The slave also heard that the eldest lady Jiang sent someone to inquire about the Guogong Mansion a few days ago, asked the name of the prince, and also asked about the marriage. ”Wen Shu glanced at him with his eyebrows, and immediately reacted to the meaning of his words.He said that his surname was Shen that day, and the old lady regarded him as the Guogong Mansion, no wonder when he was in Yuzhou, he was offered to him as if he was a Bodhisattva, and he was originally intended to marry the Guogong Mansion.However, the old lady thought that he was going to take that girl as a concubine?
A pure white family is really willing to send the girl to be a concubine.It's really a family of snakes, jackals, tigers and leopards.Yuan Lu said again: "The fifth girl was unwilling, and she contradicted the old lady. ”Rejected twice, it can be called a collision.Wen Shu raised his eyebrows slightly: "She bumped into the old lady?"
”"Slaves are also rare, the five girls are only a person on weekdays, and they don't dare to speak up when they call their aunts to bully them in Xichun Garden, but now they bump into the old lady, and they really don't want to be concubines."
The man's index finger on the piece was silently buckled twice, and his face looked better than the square, he took a sip of the lotus seed soup, and the corners of his mouth bent silently while holding the bowl.It's kind of a little grumpy, it's good."
Tomorrow, Xuan Fu Yan Bai will enter the palace to thank you."
He said.Yuan Lu paused slightly: "Your Majesty, tomorrow you can announce the Marquis of Changyang to discuss taxes, but I am afraid that you will not be empty." ”Wen Shu frowned, so he had to give up first.He turned sideways, his eyes falling on the window, and looked in the direction of Chengxiangju through the shade of the trees.At this moment, Cheng Xiangju sat cross-legged under the porch with a naked hundred clothes, holding a letter paper in his hand, on which was the handwriting of the current saint, and what was written was the birthday of the future queen.And in an early dynasty not long after, he had to declare in front of the civil and military officials that the eight characters of this birthday corresponded to the prosperity of the country, and the woman born at this moment was the lord of the middle palace chosen by God.This is not the mandate of heaven, but the mandate of the emperor.Suddenly, Heguang looked up at the sky, sighed softly, and muttered: "It's crooked, it's not a fraud." ”...