Aunt Lin of the Red Chamber is here

Looking at the turbulent undercurrent in the eyes of the two elders who lived in the room, Qi Mingsu was speechless secretly, and blinked slightly at Lin Qing, who was standing still above him.

Receiving Qi Mingsu's look of asking for help, the corners of Lin Qingwei's lips slightly raised, as if the distant mountains were clear and far away, and she was absolutely elegant. She lowered her head and slowly stroked the four-color wishful pendant tied around her waist. Turning to Mrs. Zhang with a slight smile: "Master, speaking of it, there is still something I need to trouble you for!"

Seeing her suddenly interrupt the silence in the room, Mrs. Zhang naturally understood, she turned her eyes away from Jia Mu, and looked at Lin Qingwei kindly: "Your Highness, just talk!"

Covering her mouth with a handkerchief and smiling softly, Lin Qingwei knocked on the table, and saw Tsing Yi took out a tray from the inner room, covered it with blue brocade, and placed it beside Lin Qingwei's hand.Lin Qingwei lifted the cloth covering it, and in an instant, everyone in the room was suffocated.

It's not that those present have never seen good things, but the few items that Lin Qingwei brought out were really astonishing.On the tray were small pieces of embroidery of the same color and the same stitch. They were the priceless "wisdom pattern" in the world, and there were more than ten pieces in total.

It turned out that the one who embroidered these trinkets was also a woman from Gusu named Huiniang.Because he was originally from a scholarly eunuch family, good at calligraphy and painting, but occasionally embroidered one or two pieces of needlework for fun, not for sale, so although he is famous all over the world, few people get it.The flowers and birds embroidered above all imitate the paintings of famous artists in Tang, Song, Yuan and Ming Dynasties, which are very exquisite.Its format and color matching are elegant, and each flower side uses old sentences or poems written by the ancients on this flower. It is embroidered into cursive characters with extremely fine black velvet. Grass is no different, and people at that time lamented the ingenuity and wisdom of the embroiderers.She was a confidante with a poor life, and this Hui Niang just died young. The rest of the things that fell out, the total number is only a few dozen, and most of them are hidden like treasures.

Sighing, Lin Qingwei gently picked up a coaster that was only two inches square in the middle of the tray: "Master's embroidering method is very similar to this wisdom pattern. These things were given to me when my father was alive. It's been a long time, and the silk threads on it have started to mottle. Every time I think about it, I feel very sad, because I can't find a capable person by my side. After much deliberation, I still have to find you!"

Mrs. Zhang carefully took what Lin Qingwei handed over, her cheeks flushed slightly because of excitement.Huiwen is famous all over the world, not only the ingenuity and talent of the daughter's family are valued, but more importantly, the continuous stitches used in the embroidery are original creations by Ye Huiniang, which are difficult to imitate.Mrs. Zhang was also the daughter of a scholarly eunuch in the south of the Yangtze River. She kept two small pieces of Huiwen in her home. She observed and studied them every day, and she learned the key points of acupuncture in Huiwen to the core!This is also what Mrs. Zhang is most proud of.

Carefully looking at the texture of the embroidery with the light from the window, after a long time, Mrs. Zhang nodded: "Don't worry, Your Highness, although the damage is a bit dangerous, there is still a possibility to make up for it!"

"Then please trouble Master!" Lin Qingwei diverted Mrs. Zhang's attention as she wished, and when she heard footsteps approaching and rustling outside the door, she beckoned Tsing Yi to put away the tray: "Listen to the commotion outside, I think Chen'er and Zenan are here!"

As soon as the words were finished, Lu Yan's voice could be heard from outside, the little maid at the door opened the colorful curtain, and a group of people entered the room.

"This is the second son of your mansion, right? Speaking of which, I have seen Jia Baoyu back then!" Lin Qingwei looked Jia Baoyu up and down. The clothes were full of flowers and her appearance was not bad. She turned around and sat back. Jia's mother: "It's true that she has a good appearance, and her talents and learning are also good. The old lady should be well-educated, and she will work hard in the future. She must not let down her talent and beauty!"

Nuonuo on Jiamu's side said yes, but Jia Baoyu on the other side was a little unhappy.

He looked at Lin Qingwei's elaborate dress, wearing a thin embroidered dress, with outstanding charm, and Lin Qingwei's amiable face since entering the door, he immediately felt that he wanted to get close; at this time, after hearing Lin Qingwei's words, the goodwill in his heart was immediately reduced, and he He muttered in a low voice: "The family of a good and innocent daughter is actually contaminated by this worm and ghost thing. I really failed the bell of the world..."

Although his voice was low, Tsing Yi was a martial arts practitioner, so he heard it clearly. A flash of anger flashed across his face, and he turned slightly and said a few words in Lin Qingwei's ear.

Looking sideways at the charming young man with red lips and white teeth, Lin Qingwei was not angry, she pursed her lips and smiled slightly: "It's already noon, Lu Yan, let's have dinner on the porch over the garden!" The yellow-mouthed child, why should I care about him?Looking sideways at her son and her pre-determined niece and son-in-law, Lin Qingwei's eyes flashed a gleam of satisfaction, and she sighed in her heart, why bother to do it herself?These two boys are not cheap lamps!

The meals in the Princess's Mansion have always been light, but this time they added a few more meat dishes than usual.Lin Qingwei watched as the underground maids put dishes one after another in front of everyone on short feet painted with gold and foreign lacquer. They went back and forth. There were about twenty people at the banquet in the pavilion, plus the maids and servants who went back and forth, it seemed very lively. .On the other side, a long red sandalwood frame was used to separate the large Shu embroidery screen, and Lin Chen, Ye Zenan and Jia Baoyu made another seat.

"Brother Xi used it much sweeter today!" Lin Qingwei looked at little Lin Xi's mouthful but not vulgar way of eating, and said with a smile, while pointing to a plate of sweet pickled bamboo shoots that children like, Lu Yan hurriedly Move the small plate to Lin Xi's small table.

Taking a sip of the pheasant soup in the soup cup, Lin Qingwei picked a round and plump lotus seed and put it in his mouth. It was sweet, glutinous, soft and very delicious, and the freshness and tenderness of the pheasant meat was completely drawn out; putting down the spoon, Lin Qing raised his eyebrows slightly Looking at Lu Yan who was waiting at the table: "Who made this soup? The taste is very different!" "Didn't you say that it would be a pity if no one would follow up on the maidservant's good cooking skills? Later, Tsing Yi took the A little girl named Qiu'er came over and asked the servant girl to take it, she was the one who came up with this soup!" Lu Yan kept moving, stacking five or six small plates to make it easier for Lin Qingwei to pick up vegetables Some, he replied with a smile.

Lin Qingwei picked up a piece of rouge goose breast, nodded, swallowed the food in her mouth, and said, "Tune and teach me!" This Qiu'er was picked up on the way back from Yanyun Eighteenth Town. Due to the situation, both parents died, and she was alone... Lin Qingwei raised her eyes to look at Luyan, and had an idea in her heart.

Above, Lin Qingwei brought little Lin Xi, enjoying the food in a leisurely manner. Below, Jia's mother looked at Lin Daiyu who was sitting on the right side of Lin Qingwei's hand and quietly lowered her eyes while eating. She didn't know what to eat and what she was thinking.

"Does Madam Jia feel that Her Royal Highness's hospitality is inappropriate?" Mrs. Zhang slowly put down half a bowl of jujube soup left in her hand, wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, and stared sharply at Jia who was obviously absent-minded. mother.Although she is already an old man in her 60s this year, she still has sharp eyes and ears because of her healthy regimen. She can keenly catch the sound on the other side of the screen not far away, and there is a trace of disdain in her eyes.

This is the precious grandson that Jia Shishi holds in his palm. I don't know what Jia Shishi values ​​in him. Could it be that he is auspicious born with jade?Mrs. Zhang coughed softly, took the water offered by the little maid to moisten her throat, and turned her eyes back to Jiamu, with a little pity.The aristocratic family values ​​the upbringing of their children, but it is a pity that Jia Shishi is short-sighted. He only has such a charming young man in his eyes. One can imagine what will happen to the Rongguo Mansion in the future!

Mother Jia reluctantly raised the corners of her mouth and smiled, facing Mrs. Zhang's occasional flashes of aggression, she didn't know what to say, so she just laughed it off: "Where is it, I think I was wandering in the garden yesterday. After two laps, the wind blows, and now I feel a little bit of a headache and lose my appetite!"

Mrs. Zhang saw her intent to dodge that she couldn't hide, and didn't stop there. Shi Shiran picked up the blue and white cloud pattern teacup: "Hey, I'm getting old, and my legs and feet are not flexible. Now my old bone How can you be so energetic and take care of your family like Madam Jia?" The headed wife of Rongguo Mansion entered the Buddhist hall and devoted herself to praying for Buddha, while the old lady who was supposed to take care of her life It is not news in Beijing to take care of various affairs.Mrs. Zhang was obviously making fun of herself, but which of the wives present could not hear the sarcasm?

Qi Mingsu never liked Jia's mother's mannerisms, seeing her flushed face, he couldn't help pinching the veil to cover the raised curve of her mouth.

"This is the secret sweet-scented osmanthus wine made by the palace. It is very fresh and mellow, but not intoxicating. You may as well try it!" Lin Qingwei followed the movements of the two people below with great interest, and saw the embarrassment and confusion in Jia Mu's eyes. Anger rose, and he interrupted, raising the exquisitely carved and beautifully carved phoenix silver cup inlaid with precious rings, and choked out what Jia Mu was about to say: "Master, I buried this wine in the east corner of the garden with my own hands." The one under the osmanthus tree over there has been around for more than half a year, you must like it!"

Feng Yuexia sat at the same table with Lin Daiyu, upon hearing the words, she leaned into Lin Daiyu's ear and whispered something.

Lin Qingwei saw it from above, with a pair of winking eyes and a crooked smile: "Yuexia, what are you talking about with Yu'er? Could it be that you are planning something again?"

Eyeballs rolled around, Feng Yuexia stood up and blessed her body, saluted, and admitted with a smile: "His Royal Highness, I heard you mention sweet-scented osmanthus wine, and Yuexia suddenly remembered the sweet-scented osmanthus dew I drank at your place last year. That taste is really wonderful——thinking about it makes me feel like a cat is scratching my heart!"

"Little girl!" Facing the best friend of her best friend's only daughter and niece, Lin Qingwei indulged in joy, not to mention that she always likes neat girls?She clapped her palms and smiled: "Okay! Although there is no sweet-scented osmanthus dew, there is still some light sweet-scented osmanthus fruit wine. Add some licorice to moisten the lungs and relieve dryness. It has no alcoholic power and is sweet. It is the most suitable You little girls drink it at home, it's good for your health!" Then he beckoned someone to fetch a small altar from the wine cellar.

The little girls in this room were smiling and drinking small cups of non-intoxicating fruit wine. Lin Qingwei and the wives were talking about the new opera performed by the Beijing Central Opera Troupe, when they heard a sudden commotion on the other side.