Mrs. Pin, one of the Red House

When the news of the queen mother's death came out, Mother Jia was a little flustered. She was sitting in the main hall, enjoying the family happiness, Tanchun on the left, Xichun on the right, looking at the snow scene, holding the stove, and said: "Look outside. Snow, as the saying goes, auspicious snow heralds a prosperous year, and I think next year will be a good time."

Tanchun quickly echoed and said, "The old lady is right."

Mother Jia thought of something and asked Xichun, "Where's your painting?" When she spoke, she was somewhat displeased.

Xichun got up and replied: "My ancestors forgive me, because the weather is too cold and the paints are not easy to paint. We have to wait until next year's spring."

At that moment, Mother Jia's face became serious.

Seeing that Jia's mother was upset, Xifeng quickly smoothed things over, "Old ancestor, work slowly and carefully, you are in such a hurry, but you can't eat hot tofu." At the same time, she gave Xichun a wink.

Xichun understood, and quickly said to Jia Mu: "The grandson will finish this painting before the Chinese New Year next year."

Then Mother Jia sighed, "That's it."

At this time, the eunuch from the Huangmen came, and surprised Jia Zheng and others who were sitting outside eating wine. Seeing the noise outside, Jia's mother quickly sent Xifeng to have a look. After Xifeng went out to look, her expression changed It turned pale, and the golden-red make-up beanie on her body immediately set off the whole person in a hurry.

After she walked in, she said: "The Queen Mother has gone, and the empress ordered all the houses above the sixth rank to hurry over and cry."

Mother Jia is not well.

Just then the grandfather clock struck twelve.

It's a new year.

Mother Jia glanced at the clock sadly. She was getting older and gradually felt the parting of life and death. The queen mother was younger than her, so she just went there and never endured it for years.

Seeing that the bell was ringing, Xifeng hurriedly brought freshly cooked dumplings from her daughter-in-law's hand, put one in a bowl, and served it to Jia Mu with gold-inlaid jade nanmu chopsticks, "Old ancestor, eat one, specially Let them wrap it with crab roe stuffing."

"Weird." Mother Jia said so, but still took it, bit half of it, left the rest in the bowl, and gently placed the bowl on the table.

"Hurry up and go to your second aunt." But Mother Jia was sad, and she still held on to her reason, knowing that Mrs. Wang had gone to ask Master Baoyu Xing about her crimes, "No matter what it is, let's talk about it after this matter is over."

"Yes." Xifeng responded and hurried over.

Mother Jia hurriedly dressed while being served by mandarin ducks, and waited at the second gate for Mrs. Wang, Mrs. Xing, Mrs. You, Xifeng, Li Wan, etc. They hurried into the palace in a carriage.

Tanchun and others sent them to the second gate.

"No wonder just now my heart felt up and down and panicked." Tanchun said at the end. She was wearing an apple green jacket with a stand-up collar, embroidered with peony flowers, and a skirt of the same color. She wore a lotus-colored feather silk cloak, the moonlight was cold, and a gust of cold wind blew, and she felt that the chill was bitingly cold.

The moonlight is like water, and the shadows of the trees in the courtyard are sparse, reflecting the crystal wind lanterns, projected on the white snow, the shadows are a bit blue, the branches are criss-crossed, the wind blows and the snow rustles down, even in the Spring Festival, it can be seen Only the bleakness of winter.

The wind in the palace has changed again.

Xichun tilted her head slightly, glanced at Tanchun briefly, and folded her hands, holding a silver carbon cloisonné enamel hand warmer, "The wind in the palace, four seasons, twelve months, which day is not changing?"

There was a smile on the corner of Tanchun's mouth, "Really?"

Xichun said: "Instead of worrying, Third Sister, it's better to spend some time on embroidering the dowry. Now the Empress Dowager died in the first month. Even if you don't like it in every possible way, you will still get married next year."

She was somewhat dissatisfied with Tanchun.

How can there be any reason to curse your own family in order not to marry far away?

Tanchun sneered, "Just remember your words."

Xichun raised her chin slightly, and outlined a perfect arc under the light, "Of course I remember."

Life in the palace became noisy.

"The queen mother is leaving." Wei Ruozhu had already taken off her make-up at this time, she was wearing plain clothes, and the hairpins and bracelets were replaced with jade ones. Her eyelashes were like butterfly wings, with crystal teardrops hanging from them. She wiped them gently with a handkerchief. Looking out of the corner of her eyes, "The queen mother took good care of me, so she just left."

The fourth concubine agreed casually.

Jia Yingchun secretly raised her eyes to look at the queen's expression, and saw that the queen really rolled her eyes, with two lines of tears on her face, and then she cried a little.

At the same time, I felt a little strange that the queen and the queen mother were not very harmonious.

She didn't know what the queen was thinking at this moment—this chili was too hot.

Wei Ruozhu doesn't like to cry, and she is facing the Empress Dowager Zhen. She can't get emotional today, so she found such a way. The education she received when she was a child was to keep her back straight and not show a trace of fatigue in front of outsiders. Swallow back the tears, don't show weakness in front of anyone, raise your head, or the phoenix crown will fall off.

Inside, the queen didn't cry loudly, and the other concubines didn't dare to cry. They lowered their heads and looked at the floor. Some low-level concubines of the fourth rank were not qualified to enter the palace, so they knelt on the hard ground, on the jade brick floor. The snow has been swept away, but there is still a thin layer of ice on the ground, and the body is almost frozen, looking forward to the sun rising.

They are also panicked.

The emperor found out about this and was helped over. He vomited blood before the empress dowager, and was carried back again.

It seems that the emperor's disease cannot be cured.

At this time, a little female Shi walked into the room quickly, saluted Qian, and said: "Madam, Lu Jieyu couldn't bear to be alone with the Queen Mother, so she went with the Queen Mother."

Wei Ruozhu was slightly stunned, even if it was her order, "Lv Jieyu is a loyal minister and a filial daughter, and she has done her best by her mother's side all these years. According to my orders, the funeral ceremony will be honored according to the funeral."

No one will say anything.

Nv Shi also hurriedly went down with a salute.

These concubines quietly looked at the bright yellow palace strips around Meng Jiachen's waist, who was dressed in white without any powder, because it was particularly conspicuous among a group of whites.

This is usually what the prince does, and they all understand what it means.

In the Jin Dynasty, it seems that there will be a queen.

The wives and the clan have to wait until the next day when they wake up before they need to go in and cry.

Mrs. Wang also went quite early, because she was restless at home because of Ning Yun's explanation.Knowing that Ning Yun was guarding against Lin Hai, he didn't dare to go ahead and say anything to Jia Min and his wife. Before Bin Lan came back, she walked around in the main hall like a willow.

Finally, when Bin Lan returned, she told her that the Queen Mother had indeed passed away.Only then did Wang breathe a sigh of relief, and rushed into the palace without cleaning up anything.

The first thing I said when I saw Ning Yun was Namo Amitabha.

Ning Yun was pissed off by Wang Shi, and pulled Wang Shi to the side, "Mother, it's not like you haven't experienced such a thing before."

A few years ago, when the Empress Dowager Zhen was about to cause a change in the palace, she detained them all and put them in the side hall. I never saw Mrs. Wang so anxious and flustered, as if she had no idea.

Wang rolled her eyes, "Yes, we were all under the stands a few times before co-authoring, but now we are on the stage, do you think I should be worried?"

"Dingguohou's family is so indifferent." Ning Yun said with a smile.

"Is that comparable?" Mrs. Wang glanced at Lin Yuzhen who was talking to a few wives, "He has a good father, but you don't. What, the whole family has changed, you say I shouldn't worry?"

"And it's just your father? It would be better not to pick yourself out if something happened." Wang said angrily.

Ning Yun is not too interested in this topic. He has been a man for two generations, and the court has been ups and downs for so many years. What should be kept in his heart, what should be loved how to find, when to endure, when to stand out, what is arrogant and domineering, what is petty She knows how to show her sharpness, "Third Aunt." She pointed in Madam Wang's direction and said to Mrs. Wang.

Mrs. Wang hurried to say hello to Mrs. Wang.

Mrs. Wang squeezed out a wry smile, "How are you doing recently?"

Mrs. Wang shook her head, "It's okay not to mention the matter of face." She lowered her voice and said to Mrs. Wang, "It's you, who was busy going to the south of the Yangtze River, and didn't even bother to talk to you..." She sighed , a fire was lit in the palace, but it was also very cold, and the white smoke formed by people's breath could be vaguely seen, "Don't think about it, think about it."

Mrs. Wang thinks Wang's words are funny, "I'm so old, two times a white-haired man sent a black-haired man, it makes me think about it, how can I think about it?"

Mrs. Wang squeezed Mrs. Wang's hand, and said to Jia's mother, "How are you these few days?"

Jia Mu exchanged pleasantries with Wang, "It's okay."

Several people said a few innocuous words, and finally Wang found an opportunity to ask Xifeng, "What's wrong with your aunt?" She could see that Mrs. Wang was full of lawsuits.

Xifeng whispered to Wang, "Xi Ren is pregnant."

"Whose? Jia Zheng's?" Wang said.

"Second Master Bao's." Xifeng replied helplessly.

Mrs. Wang shook her head and said, "How did you do it?" There was a hint of reproach in her tone.

Xifeng intentionally brought a bit of grievance when she spoke, "How do I know, that girl Xiren has always said that she has been drinking medicine and has never stopped. Ever since the wife gave her two taels of money, she was originally promised to be an aunt. Position, to accompany the young master, is understandable, but a child was born."

She sighed, "At first, the Li family didn't feel pain or itch, and this time, I couldn't tell them about it. I couldn't even open my mouth. Speaking of which, is Mrs. He's life going well these days?"

Shi Xin originally talked about a marriage, and the two families had married through Geng Tie. As a result, the youngest daughter of the He family was congenitally weak and caught a cold, so she went away.

Mrs. Wang sighed, "The white-haired man sent the black-haired man, and the one who died was still my own daughter, so a little older, naturally... oh."

"There are limits to what we living people can do." Wang was a little thankful that her three children were all safe.

A few days ago, she went to offer her condolences before giving birth to Ruoyun. Seeing the He family crying pitifully, Luo Shi almost cried to death. Her daughter was born prematurely. She drank medicine instead of eating every day, and her money was wasted like running water. , but in the end they did not stay, "We can only say that we are doing something for the living."

After all, Ning Yun has friendship with the He family. Apart from the money, he became a matchmaker by the way and helped the first few daughters of the He family to be married.

As a few people said that, the sky turned blue.

a new Year.

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