Mrs. Pin, one of the Red House

Hearing the sound, Tanchun hurriedly turned his head to look.

One is wearing light pink □□rolled silver blue side skirts, waist-to-knee trousers, a bamboo blue embroidered branch peony flower Shu brocade short bijia, and a goose yellow pleated skirt with miscellaneous beads.A woman walked in with a delicate Liuxian bun on her head, a string of emerald drop-shaped pendants with excellent water head, and a hairpin with silver threads and east pearls and tassels inserted obliquely.

Dignified and pretty, she can be called a beautiful woman in the north, who is independent and independent.

Who else is it not Yuanchun?

Tanchun sighed silently.

Yingchun and Tanchun saw that Yuanchun was coming in, and quickly stood up to give Yuanchun a seat.

Yuan Chun declined and said with a smile: "I won't sit down anymore." Turning his head, he smiled at Ning Yun and said, "You are all rare visitors. You really live together in Beijing. It's been a long time since we saw each other. Now we sisters finally get together. , but have fun."

Ning Yun hurriedly said, "Sister Yuanchun is right."

Yuan Chun patted Ning Yun, and said to Daiyu: "Are you still in the habit of living in the capital these few days? You don't have to be polite to me. If any servant is not thoughtful or makes you angry, just tell me." , don't embarrass yourself."

Daiyu looked Yuan Chun in the eyes, pondered for a moment, and then said: "Sister Yuan Chun is too polite. This time, my mother took me to Beijing and lived in her grandmother's house. I am a guest. Speaking of which, I was rude. I had time to say thank you to Sister Yuanchun, but the tired Sister Yuanchun was overhearted."

As he said that, it turned out that he was putting on airs and wanted to stand up and apologize to Yuan Chun.

Yuan Chun hastily pressed Daiyu on the chair, and said, "Look, I was just joking. If you say that, aren't you being supercilious?"

Ning Yun frowned helplessly as he watched the undercurrent of the two people around him.

Compared with Yuan Chun, Daiyu is younger after all.

But at this age, with such transparency, it can be seen that Jia Min has indeed put a lot of effort into raising his only daughter.

She didn't want to see Yuanchun and Daiyu quarreling over such a trivial matter. After all, if it got out, people outside would say that Yuanchun was wrong. Because of the relationship between Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Wang, she naturally favored Yuanchun a bit, so she interjected. : "Sister Yuanchun, I seem to have heard you talking about grand aunt just now, is there something wrong?"

Yuan Chun turned around as if suddenly enlightened, flicked his sleeves, and smiled, "Ah, I forgot about the business."

Tanchun put down the teacup in his hand, and said, "Since when did eldest sister start to forget? Tell us quickly, what's the business."

The sarcasm that flashed across her eyes was captured by Yuan Chun.

Yuan Chun insists on her own identity, she is the eldest daughter from the direct line after all, so she can't put down her face and argue with Tan Chun, a concubine daughter.

She just pretended that she didn't see or hear, and smiled and said to Ning Yun and the others: "I ran into Lian's second sister-in-law on the porch. She was coming out from her grandmother and was about to come over to tell you, but she was called away by her mother." , so let me come over and tell you that there is a banquet set up by grandma, let us hurry over."

Tanchun smiled and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Ning Yun.

Ning Yun was too lazy to watch the quarrel between Yuan Chun and Tan Chun, and said with a smile: "Then let's hurry up, if it's late, if we make aunt and grand aunt wait, wouldn't it be rude of us."

"What Cousin Ning Yun said is true." Tanchun raised an eyebrow and straightened the golden collar around his neck, "This collar is so heavy that it hurts my neck."

By the way, he looked at Yuan Chun provocatively.

As soon as her words came out, Yuan Chun almost fell backwards.

The former Mrs. Wang scolded Aunt Zhao a few words, but the result was good, within three days, her father gave Tanchun such a gold collar.

Isn't this slapping their mother and daughter in the face?

Yuan Chun sneered, but walked up to him softly, and said, "Come on, let me have a look." He lowered his head to look carefully at Tan Chun's neck, Tan Chun's body froze, but he didn't say anything.

"Yo, it's really red." Yuan Chun raised his voice, "Hold the qin, and bring the ointment for removing blood stasis and blue marks from my room."

Then he complained to Tanchun and said: "Look at you, you have to bring out any good things you got, how many times have you been told, but you still don't change it, look, your neck is red, this made my mother see it, How distressed it is, I didn't see any outsider today, sister Ning Yun and sister Daiyu are both family members, so they are so strangers."

Tanchun was at a loss for words, hesitated for a long time, but still didn't say anything, Yuan Chun, the image of a big sister who cared for her sister, was too impeccable, she couldn't even find any loopholes, and finally had to nod sheepishly.

Yuan Chun smiled triumphantly.

Yingchun couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud. Tanchun glared at her, and immediately looked down at the floor.

Daiyu looked at Yuanchun and Tanchun, and suddenly felt a little bored. She suddenly felt that her father might be right, and she shouldn't get too close to everyone in Jia's house.

She remembered that her father often said that if you want to see the heritage of a family and whether it can maintain its current status, it depends on whether the back house is peaceful.

The aristocratic family has a large population and a wide range of kinship. Every time it does something, there are difficulties. But if the sons and daughters are different, abide by their duties, and sisters love each other, this family must be going uphill.

If there is no distinction between the concubine and the concubine, and the sisters compete for the top, then even if the family is rich and powerful, it is just a dream of the Red Chamber, a fleeting prosperity.

From Daiyu's point of view at this time, just seeing Yuanchun and Tanchun, one can know that this Jia's mansion is simply...

Smoky.

So she pulled Ning Yun, the only person present who was not from the Jia family, and said in a low voice: "I always feel that this is still somewhat inappropriate."

She glanced at Yuanchun Tanchun.

Ning Yun couldn't hear the sound of Yuan Chun's words, shook his head, and said: "After all, it's not about you and my family."

Ning Yun said that Jia's house is considered good.

In the Guo Dynasty, since the Manchus entered the customs, they also brought polygamy. Like the north wind, it swept across thousands of households. Even in the Qingliu of the south of the Yangtze River, it is the custom to accept aunts and favor concubine daughters.

Needless to say, in the imperial court, the concubine is just a word.

The daughters of high-ranking officials and concubines can become princes, Fujin, and even the famous Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang was a concubine. She is still worshiped by people, and she is not even ashamed of her birth mother. This is the royal family, the so-called Aixinjueluo family !

Even the royal family is like this, what hope do the common people have.

But Ning Yun has to say, this is Dajin, so there may still be some differences.

Daiyu nodded dissatisfied.

Although she was a bit reconciled, she had to admit that she was a guest of the Jia family and a junior, so she was not qualified to take responsibility for the big sister Yuan Chun.

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"This is the old lady's eyebrow newly obtained in the winter of southern Shanxi this year. Try it." Mrs. Wang greeted Jin Chuan to serve Wang's tea.

The corners of the eyes and brows are full of smiles.

Mrs. Wang took it, removed the floating tea with the lid, and took a sip, "It's really good, but it's winter, and this year's weather is such that we can get such good tea."

Then he joked with Mrs. Wang and said, "Say, who honored you?"

Mrs. Wang sat across from Mrs. Wang, and said with a smile: "Seeing what you said, I just got some credit."

Wang's eyes narrowed.

"A few days ago, the wife of Zhen's mansion came and brought some high-quality gold silk and jade warblers, which are even more precious," Mrs. Wang whispered in Wang's ear, "it's still the texture of miscellaneous pearl brocade."

"I'll ask Miss Feng to send you a few horses tomorrow. It's the first time I've seen you since she got married. Let's talk to each other sometime."

Wang couldn't help but burst into tongues.

Everyone in the world knows that miscellaneous pearl brocade is worth ten thousand gold, and it is produced in the south of the Yangtze River. In the palace, only some favored empresses can have the opportunity to wear it.

"Madam Feng is really, what a gift." Wang frowned.

The Zhen family started as a commoner, even if Zhen Yan was the queen in the palace, the Zhen family had always been on a diet, and was often laughed at by the noble ladies in Beijing, saying that they were poor and afraid.

Who doesn't have a pair of snobbish eyes among the wives of meritorious families in the palace?

Everything abnormal must be a demon.

Mrs. Wang smiled and said, "It's not for her daughter and grandson."

After hearing Mrs. Wang's words, Mrs. Wang was silent for a while. Through the window, she looked out at the white snow covered with red plums. This is a famous winter scene in Jia's mansion.

The charcoal fire in the room was extremely hot, but Mrs. Wang still felt that she was in a world of ice and snow.

Jia's move was too risky.

It is not impossible to put the empress's mother's house in another period, but now that the prince holds military power and the people's will, even if the emperor has his heart, the prince cannot be easily shaken.

She didn't know whether it was Mrs. Wang's courage or the entire Jia family's courage.

After a while, Mrs. Wang asked in a deep voice: "I'm afraid there is something wrong with this matter."

When Mrs. Wang heard Wang's words, she couldn't help laughing and said: "Fifth sister, you are overthinking too. If there is nothing, my family knows it well."

I'm afraid I know the opposite of Qing Ke's poems.Mrs. Wang is not ashamed to tell Mrs. Wang like this, she has always known Jia Zheng's virtue.

Except for Jia Zhu, who was an official, the Jia family had never produced mud that could support the wall.

Wang could only sigh, "That's good."

He asked again: "Your family's fourth aunt, can you tell me when you will return to Yangzhou?"

Mrs. Wang frowned, "Didn't you just come here? I don't have the mood to ask."

Mrs. Wang glared at Mrs. Wang, grinding her teeth a bit, "Her body is four months old, don't look at the loose clothes, you really didn't notice? God, it will take at least two months to go from Yangzhou to Beijing." If something happens to you, can you bear it? You don’t even think about how to explain to Lin Hai and your old lady.”

Mrs. Wang was somewhat innocent, "I really didn't pay attention, no, tell Zhou Rui's family in a while, let the servants pay attention, don't be careless, bump into Grandma Fourth Aunt, but Lin Hai also came, and I didn't care too much. I don't care, I just think it shouldn't be a big deal."

Mrs. Wang anxiously wanted to splash the teacup to wake Mrs. Wang up, but she ignored the etiquette, "My aunt, you know what's wrong with your family."

In Beijing, Aunt Zhao in Jia's Mansion is really famous.

Mrs. Wang only realized later, "You mean Mrs. Zhao? I don't think this person is so mad even if he can't get on the stage."