Fast time travel: The heroine and the female supporting role hold the script of the villain

Chapter 99 The real daughter, she quit (45)

It is already late summer, and the morning and evening air in central Beijing has already brought some coolness.

Early in the morning, the two carriages of the Wu Mansion drove away from this alley, turned and turned on the bluestone road in Yishuier in the noble district, and then left the city along the main road in the city. Finally, they arrived at a villa located on the outskirts of the city.

After checking the posts, the servants at the gate of Biezhuang released the carriage. On the way, they passed a few farmlands with gratifying crops, and the carriage stopped slowly after walking for a long time.

Right now, most of the houses of the nobles in Beijing have overt and secret properties, so it is not unworthy to be too surprised to say that there are only one or two Zhuangzi.

There is also a Zhuangzi in the Wu Mansion, but it is farther away from the urban area, and the land is relatively barren, and it is not as grand as this place.

As soon as he got off the carriage, Mrs. Song twisted her waist and brought the maidservants to the side of Mrs. Zhao and Haiyao, frowning and looking at the unique three-story octagonal building not far away: "This Sima Mansion is also good. It's a good one." The banquet is not held in the mansion, why did it come to this village?"

At this moment, the carriage stopped under a dense tree shade, and Mrs. Zhao wiped the sweat on her forehead that had been smothered in the carriage just now, perhaps she didn't want Mrs. Song to make a fuss later and be seen by others The joke was gone, so he patiently explained a few words: "Sima Mansion has always been rich and powerful. Have a lot of style.”

After all, the mansions in the city are still at the foot of the emperor, and if they are too resplendent to spread to the emperor's ears, they would dislike their own life for too long, but this kind of private property is different. Many such houses of aristocratic families have their own extravagance.

Hearing this, Song's complexion obviously improved a lot, and there was a vague satisfaction in the look of looking at the octagonal building.

Mrs. Zhao closed her eyes and recited Amitabha silently, hoping that nothing would go wrong today.

Haiyao on the side seemed to see her nervousness, and took advantage of the opportunity to hold the woman's arm, and while Song was looking left and right in front of her, she asked in a low voice: "Mother, is she worried?" What?"

"Knowing that the Sima Mansion has no good intentions, but we still carry such a stick, we must not take a wrong step, otherwise we have cheated your father?" Zhao was even nervous to the point of thinking.

"Mother still needs to relax, even if it's for Cousin Zhen, Auntie won't mess around if she wants to." Haiyao comforted her.

Besides, if the Sima Mansion really wanted to do something today, the Song family might have a miraculous effect at the critical moment. This trick is called fighting poison with poison.

Mrs. Zhao managed to regain some energy, and the three of them walked slowly towards the octagonal viewing tower. When they got there, a maid from the Sima Mansion greeted them, and continued to guide them onto the pine-made building. stairs, all the way to the third floor.

While going up the stairs, Song Shi felt the texture of the stairs under her feet which was different from ordinary wooden stairs, and at the same time looked closely at the glaring gold borders inlaid on the handrails, and couldn't help but believe Zhao Shi's comforting words .

The third floor of the octagonal building is quite transparent. The unique shape of the four-sided transparent not only allows the people sitting inside to have a panoramic view of the beautiful scenery of the whole Zhuangzi, but also the long cornices on the roof are just right. blocks the blinding sun.

The whole space is not only not stuffy, but also has a refreshing coolness in this late summer, which is indeed a good place to hold a banquet.

If it is winter, bamboo curtains can also be hung on all sides to block the cold wind without affecting the guests' appreciation of the vast snow scene. Then, there is a wave of tea brewing around the stove, which will directly fill the atmosphere.

"Mrs. Wu from University Scholars' Mansion has arrived." Following the maidservant's clear announcement, the ladies and ladies who had already been sitting behind a few low tables stopped talking one after another, and followed the prestige curiously.

Mrs. Zhao, on the other hand, speeded up her pace without changing her face, walked straight to the front seat of the host, and blessed the woman sitting in the middle: "Mrs. Sima."

Sima County Duke is not only higher in rank than Wu Xiuyuan, but he still has a serious name and fiefdom. Not to mention his status is much more noble, it is definitely not a university scholar who can sit on an equal footing with him.

In Beijing, the official positions of my men are the waists of these noble ladies outside, so Mrs. Sima just sat there and accepted the gifts from Mrs. Zhao and others. After looking up and down, she said lightly: "Mrs. Wu You're welcome, please sit down."

Haiyao took the opportunity to observe Mrs. Sima twice, and she could vaguely see some shadows of Sima Yang from that face. She thought that the reason why the third son Sima, who was well-known in the capital, was not bad, was also inherited Part of the virtues of being a mother.

Unlike a beauty in the conventional sense, Mrs. Sima's face was slightly elongated, and there was an obvious sharp look between her eyebrows and eyes.Even sitting there, she still has long hands and long legs, and she must be tall and outstanding among all the women. At first glance, it will inevitably give people a slightly mean and not easy to mess with feeling.

But considering that Sima County Duke has always been famous outside, it is understandable that the mansion is not very clean. If it is not a powerful character, it may not be possible to secure the seat of Mrs. Sima.

When Mrs. Zhao sat behind the low table at the end of the right side with Mrs. Song and Haiyao, she smiled and nodded to the ladies next to her. Although these people were not familiar to her in the past, they did There is still some superficial skills.

The ladies also responded in a gentle manner, but they all exchanged glances with each other when they looked away, as if they didn't understand why Mrs. Zhao appeared here today.

"The reason I invited you all over today is because the fruits in this other farm have matured a lot, so I want you to come and taste something new." Mrs. Sima let the people below speculate for a while, and then made a sound.

"Thank you Madam for thinking about it. Don't mention anything else. The fruit in this other farm is the first-class fruit. I only ate it once last year, and I have been thinking about it for half a year!" The lady who spoke was afraid of flattering herself The strength was not enough, before the words fell, he picked up a fruit in the gold plate in front of him, and took a big bite.

Seeing this, all the people present immediately echoed.

Mrs. Sima's expression also showed some satisfaction and satisfaction. Amidst the lively compliments, she raised her eyes to Mrs. Zhao, who had been smiling dryly, and asked: "I heard that the family held a funeral a few days ago. Looking at Mrs. Wu's complexion, it's okay, that's right, people should live well in the present moment."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone's breathing became stagnant, and the air was filled with less obvious embarrassment.

Haiyao raised her eyebrows, and for a moment she was not sure whether Mrs. Sima knew that Wu Jinrou was still alive, and whether the other party was trying to test her or just liked to poke her heart.

"Madam Sima is right, and I hope Madam Wu will be relieved!" The dog-legged man bit the bullet and sang along.

Zhao shi had no choice but to nod with an uneasy face, obviously not wanting to mention this matter too much.

Unexpectedly, Madam Sima seemed to have no intention of letting her go, and continued to ask: "The one who is gone is the second lady of the family, right? That is Jiji's age? It's a pity, but she was betrothed to someone before?"

"Never." Zhao's hand under the table almost tore the veil, but he wanted to maintain a peaceful face.

"Fortunately, it's not considered cheating other people's family." Mrs. Sima gave this conclusion as if commenting, and then turned her attention to Haiyao behind Mrs. Zhao: "This is your eldest daughter? It's not bad, but I heard that I couldn't raise him around since I was a child, even if I was born in the first place, I'm afraid it will be difficult to match up with any good family in the future."

Haiyao frowned vaguely as every word and every word did not match.

Although at this type of banquet, it is normal for the wives of various families to talk about their children's marriage, but there is no such blunt one, and it is more like a naked insult than a small talk.

At this time, Mrs. Zhao couldn't hold back anymore, most likely as a mother, she could be humiliated, but she had to protect her child even if she died.

If she chooses to remain silent at the moment, in order to avoid offending the Sima Mansion and not to refute, then all the mansions in central Beijing will think that her Yaoer is a humble person with the title of daughter-in-law, even if she never thought of making her daughter Gao Marry, but you can't suffer such innocent injustice!

Unexpectedly, before she could open her mouth, a smiling female voice came from behind her: "Forgive me for rebutting, Madam's words are biased, and whether you can be matched with a good family seems to have nothing to do with the environment you grew up in." .”

As soon as these words were uttered, everyone immediately looked sideways at them, and the wives and ladies of various families even talked about it.

There is no reason for juniors to intervene in this kind of occasion, let alone a matter of marriage, a normal lady should avoid it.

Mrs. Sima raised her eyebrows when she heard the words, she laughed secretly in her heart that she really didn't know the rules, and even her tone was tinged with displeasure: "Okay, tell me, why is it okay?"

Haiyao suddenly pursed her lips and smiled, and before the other party could react, she first gave Zhao a comforting look, and then quickly responded: "I have a cousin who grew up in Rao City, her family background is only It can be said to be average, because uncle is just a businessman with some background."

"But so what, didn't this cousin still enter the family of the nobles in Beijing, and she will enjoy endless glory and wealth for the rest of her life. By the way, cousin Zhen wants to be familiar with Mrs. Lai, after all, she is yours. The gate of the Sima Mansion!"

In the middle of her words, Mrs. Sima realized that something was wrong, but it was too late to stop her, so she could only continue to sit there stiffly, her face was as black as ink, it was already a little long His face became more and more outrageous.

But how can Haiyao care about these things, and never give the woman a chance to breathe: "I haven't formally introduced to Madam, the person sitting next to me is Cousin Zhen's mother, eldest aunt, hurry up and ask Madam Goodbye!"

After saying that, she turned her body slightly, completely exposing Song's round body in front of everyone's eyes.

Mrs. Song got up very excitedly, she had been blinded by the wealth and honor in this octagonal building long ago, now it was the time when she wished to get close to Sima Mansion, so naturally she did not suspect him.

Just at this moment, in the field not far from the building, the farmer from Biezhuang lashed two whips at the old scalper vigorously, and the sound was as loud as thunder.

Inexplicably, an inappropriate sentence flashed in Haiyao's mind.

There was a loud noise in the sky, and Lao Song made his debut!

(End of this chapter)