Mrs. Pin, one of the Red House

Historians have always paid attention to festivals. On New Year's Eve, the whole family gathered in Zhenxia Pavilion where Mrs. Tai lived.

The entire Shi Mansion is decorated with lanterns and festoons, even the glass wind lanterns on the treetops are specially covered with hollowed-out red blessing characters, and a small cut blessing is specially pasted on the lamp sockets in the house.

Seeing the whole family gathered in front of him, Mrs. Tai's pale face due to her long illness also added a bit of joy.

"Sit down too. The whole family talks together. There are not so many rules." Mrs. Tai saw that Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Zhao were still standing aside to serve her a meal, so she hurriedly said, "I don't care about this day."

Mrs. Zhao has always been clever, and before Mrs. Tai finished her sentence, she smiled and said, "Look at what you said, my wife, being able to serve my wife is my greatest blessing in this year. Is it possible that my wife is really going to give birth to a daughter-in-law?" face?"

"Your daughter-in-law's mouth is really unforgiving." Mrs. Tai pointed at Zhao Shi and said to Shi Nai.

Shi Nai smiled: "When mother is happy, it is our blessing to be children." As he spoke, he secretly pushed Shi Ding, "Brother, right?"

Shi Ding was obviously absent-minded, "Huh?" He glanced at his wife for help.

Bisheng Shi Nai was also present today, and according to the rules of the Wang family, older brothers and younger siblings are not seated at the same table, this is not in line with the family rules, Wang was entangled in this matter, when he saw Shi Ding's expression, he shook his head calmly.

She wasn't paying much attention at all.

Ning Yun leaned over to watch Lan Yun playing the network: "..."

I had no choice but to get up and walk to Mrs. Tai, clenched my fists, beat Mrs. Tai's waist, and interjected, "If grandma is happy, we will be happy."

Whispering quietly in Mrs. Tai's ear, "Father is a soldier, I am embarrassed to say some things, look, my face turns red first."

"It's still my granddaughter who knows the cold and the hot, like you, each of you has a big heart." Mrs. Tai followed the topic and joked with Shi Nai and others.

Then he pretended to be dissatisfied and said to Ning Yun: "Your father just came back, so you can make fun of your father."

Ning Yun smiled and raised his head to look at Shi Ding, "If you wash it, you will wash it. Daughters are meant to be hurt, aren't they, Dad?"

Shi Ding nodded, "You can just wash me off, and get off my grandmother soon."

"No." Ning Yun put his arms around Mrs. Tai's neck, "Let's talk quietly and ignore them."

Mrs. Tai always likes bright and bright children. After getting along for a few days, she unconsciously looked up to Ning Yun once or twice, "It's rare for the whole family to be together. What's wrong with making some jokes to you?"

Shi Ding said helplessly: "Mom, I'm afraid she will make too much noise."

"I just like to be lively." Mrs. Tai took a white jade plate with silk and phoenix pattern, which contained chopped pomelo, "This is red flesh, you sisters should try it too."

Lan Yun and Xiang Yun also hurried over and sat down next to Mrs. Tai.

Seeing that Mrs. Tai was happy, Mrs. Zhao quickly asked the servants to set up the table with vegetables. After the dishes were ready, she asked the servants to hold a large pot, put it on the fire, and it was still simmering.

Ning Yun and the others looked at the pot in astonishment.

Mrs. Zhao personally brought a bowl of light yellow clear soup to Mrs. Tai.

Mrs. Tai took a closer look and said, "This is..."

Mrs. Zhao said with a smile: "Madam also try my handicraft."

Mrs. Tai took a sip from the spoon and tasted it carefully, "Aside from being fresh, it's a bit refreshing and warm after drinking it. I didn't expect you to have this skill."

"When I was at home, other sisters were more popular than me, and they were better than me at reciting poems, so I had to find another way." Mrs. Zhao served bowls to Shi Nai and the others one by one, "then fiddled with them. Something new."

"This soup is really good." Mrs. Tai took another sip, "Is this tofu steamed with ham after being frozen?"

"I really can't hide anything from you, madam." Mrs. Zhao said with a smile.

"This soup was originally called Zaishuifang. When I was at home, a cook from Yunzhou told me about this dish. It should have used shredded bamboo shoots, ham, and tofu, and added chicken broth. That's it. Painted, pheasant balls mixed with bad oil, originally eaten in summer, but sometimes in winter I want to drink a mouthful of hot soup. I just thought, what kind of sauerkraut, chicken, pepper, ribs, It is also stewed with these things, I didn't expect to hit it by mistake, but it is also delicious."

The crowd laughed.

Looking at such a bustling scene, Ning Yun couldn't help sighing.

Today, the riches and the Ming Dynasty are scattered, and there are beautiful pavilions, and the prosperous years are like water, but I don’t know that no one can really keep it.

The iron-clad Hou Ye's mansion, the flowing water of the Hou Ye.

Mrs. Tai said: "You have quite a few tricks."

Wang smiled and got up to take it, then turned a plate of dumplings, "Madam please try this dumpling."

Mrs. Tai took a bite and said with a smile: "My two daughter-in-laws are also skillful."

Mrs. Zhao booed, "Madam, don't just focus on eating, give me one too."

"Oh, you really know how to eat." Mrs. Tai took one and handed it to Mrs. Zhao, who took a bite and said, "Sister and sister, I can guess your cooking skills."

Wang smiled and said, "Shh," then turned to Mrs. Tai, "Madam, please guess too."

Mrs. Tai Pinpin said, "This pork stuffing is fine, but how did the chicken soup taste?" She glanced at Wang with a smile, and said deliberately: "I can't guess it, but my daughter-in-law can guess?"

"Ma'am, look, you still prefer sister-in-law." Mrs. Wang teased Mrs. Zhao.

Mrs. Zhao moved the chair over to Mrs. Tai, "There is also an overturned vinegar bowl. I was talking about why the dumplings are so sour, no wonder."

"Stop being silly." Mrs. Wang rolled her eyes at Mrs. Zhao.

"Okay, really can't figure it out?" Mrs. Tai interjected.

"I'm afraid that if I figure it out, my brother and sister will scratch my face with their fingernails." Mrs. Zhao said when she saw Mrs. Tai was in a good mood.

"It's made by freezing the chicken soup, cutting it into small pieces and mixing it into the stuffing." Mrs. Tai smiled, "But this?"

"It's really a good word." Wang replied with a smile.

Mrs. Tai cleaned her hands and said: "It's hard for you to be so thoughtful. I have prepared some things today."

Mrs. Zhao asked: "Ma'am, you are whetting our appetite again. What is it? It also opened the eyes of our daughter-in-law."

Mrs. Tai clapped her hands, Baicha beside her bent her knees, and walked to the side hall, Pu'er helped Mrs. Tai up, "Let's find a place, there is no interest here." Mrs. Tai patted Mrs. Zhao's hand, meaningfully smile.

Lan Yun asked Ning Yun in a low voice, "What's going on?"

In the past few days, she has assisted the housekeeper of the Zhao family, and she has dealt more with Mrs. Tai, and she also understands Mrs. Tai's temper very well. Mrs. Tai has been in poor health for the past few days, so she doesn't bother to move. Why do you come up today? up?

Ning Yun smiled and said, "You will know in a while."

Mrs. Tai stepped up and led the way, and a group of people came to Yinbingju.

Drinking Bingju is the study room that the old Hou Ye usually likes. Since the old Hou Ye went, it has been converted into half a flower room. The red musk charcoal is burning inside, which is as warm as spring. Mrs. Wang divided the table and sat down. , there are also maids wearing a rose-red trousers and goose-yellow thread skirts stepping forward to serve tea and refreshments.

Shi Nai said, "My son is curious about seeing the leopard in the tube."

As soon as Mrs. Tai clapped her hands, the maids opened the screen in the yard, and the white plum blossoms were in full bloom. The vigorous branches were covered with white snow, which contrasted with the light green pistils of the plum blossoms, giving it a special temperament.

The melodious sound of silk and bamboo came, and the dancer in red turned out from behind the tree, shuttled between the trees, and danced lightly.

The dancer danced Hu Xuan, and saw a sharp whirl in the flat ground, startled the floating snow, and the snowflakes fell from the branches, but the dancer swung her waist, opened her lips to the beat, and combined a poem.

"The sky meets the clouds and the morning mist, the galaxy wants to turn around and dance with thousands of sails;

It's as if the dream soul is returning to the emperor's house, hearing the words of the sky, and asking me where I am returning.

I report that the road is long and the sun is setting, and there are amazing lines in poetry;

Ninety thousand miles away, the wind is rising, the wind stops, and the peng boat blows away the three mountains. "

"This is Li Qingzhao's Ci." Xiang Yun listened attentively, then clapped his hands and laughed, "Compared with others, Yi An's Ci is more graceful and graceful, and has an endless aftertaste, but this Yujiaao is heroic, but Ninety-thousand-mile Fengpeng is moving upright, but the rhyme inside is not enough to be a hero in life, and to be a hero in death."

"The sound and rhyme are not comparable to the artistic conception." Lan Yun retorted: "Yi An wrote Xiang Yu's poem, after all, it is a sentence of lamenting sadness and injustice, how can it compare with the connotation of this word? Wouldn't it be wrong to hit three thousand miles and then go up to ninety thousand miles?"

Ning Yun smiled and said: "I just think that the majestic word is Jiangnan Subai; the white plums are noble and proud, independent of the snow, the branches are vigorous, unmoved by the wind and snow, the red clothes are graceful, and they are as charming as a daughter's boudoir. Compatible two things, if there is no real choreographer, she will never have the courage to do this, and the mixture is just right, Su Bai's soft singing is really interesting."

In fact, she thought the dance was very weird.

Extremely awkward.

The majestic voices probably originated in the Qin land. They were supposed to be singing at festivals and dancing with knives. What Mrs. Tai did was really... nondescript.

If you want her to arrange, the dance under the white plum blossoms should be accompanied by the ballad of guqin and flowing water. The dancer will embroider green plums in white clothes, do step songs, and sing lightly and softly.

The murmurs of the girls naturally did not spare the eyes of the adults around them.

Mrs. Tai glanced at the three girls.

Nowadays, everyone likes to have girls, and so does Mrs. Tai.

There is no other reason. The Jin Dynasty was established at the beginning, and there were many concubines in the palace. Even the palace lady Shi Shanggong Jieyu was always in short supply. There was not enough manpower, and a lot of resources were needed.

Once selected, he will accompany the king and fly up to the branches to become a phoenix.

Isn't that the case with the Zhen family? It's not a prominent family with four kings and eight princes, but it has been picked up four times alone. After all, it's not because it's the queen's mother's family.

Mrs. Tai's mind has been active for a long time, and she also has such a mind when she heard the news that Yuan Chun is going to participate in the draft.

Unlike the status quo of Jia's family, whose eyes are smeared, her granddaughter is young, so she can wait and see what happens before deciding how to arrange it.

Maybe when the time comes, the new emperor will be enthroned.

If it is sent to the palace, there is only one who can take it out with the Jia family. Xichun is even younger, and she has three granddaughters. member.

Now it seems that Xiangyun is talented and talented, but he doesn't know how to adapt, and he can only act according to his own mind.

Ning Yun is smart, and she is also her favorite granddaughter recently. She thinks ahead and is comfortable to get along with, but in all fairness, she is not from the perspective of an elder, and she is unwilling to deal with such a person.

Because she is too smart, too good at guessing other people's minds.

The emperor had a decree that the queen must be from a small family, not a meritorious family.

First, the imperial concubine Shui's family came from the Beijing Prince's Mansion back then, and he made this rule in order to get rid of the Shui family's improper thoughts.

Second, the queen's background is low, which not only prevents her relatives from being monopolized, but one day the phoenix comes to the world, the queen will naturally be grateful to the royal family, tremble with fear, dare not think too much about what she doesn't deserve, and dare not expect more.

But it also led to the fact that none of the three emperors were descendants of the empress, and the empress had become less powerful than the noble concubine Shu and the others, and the emperor's son could not ascend the throne without the help of his mother's family and sit firmly in the world.

As the historian's current status as Marquis, Ning Yun's entry into the palace is also limited to the position of concubine. She likes to guess people's hearts so much, occupying a high position, and spontaneously thinks things she shouldn't think about.

Such as the queen, such as the throne.

And she is also young.

This is not the time for the emperor, and historians can no longer stand the storm.

On the contrary, Lan Yun is suitable.

Smart, but not too much, but also thoughtful.

Fortunately, Lan Yun is still young, and it will take two years to get engaged. Mrs. Tai thought so, and smiled unconsciously. It is really a unique condition.