The general's wife is sick

After Ji Qingyun left, Ji Liu followed Steward Wang into the backyard formally. In the well-regulated courtyard, the hall door was covered by a thick cotton curtain to keep out the wind and keep warm.

Guanshi Wang was reporting outside, but a delicate voice came from inside to let people in, but the person who spoke did not show up.

Ji Liu didn't care too much, Cheng Cheng raised the curtain for him first, and he stepped in.

Stepping into the house, the warmth of the charcoal basin rushes towards you, and you can see a woman sitting in the center, with a smile on her face, her clothes are luxurious, the color is not bright, her sitting posture is dignified, and her complicated headgear shows her status. The first person is Jia Caixia, the daughter of the minister of the Ministry of Industry.

Sitting around her were two equally good-looking women with simple headdresses and relatively frivolous and peach-colored clothes. They must be the two concubines that Jia Caixia gave to Ji Chengyue.

A few servant girls stood around, their eyebrows lowered, their facial features invisible.

"Is it Ji Liu? Let's see how he looks!" said the concubine on the left.

Coming here in the wind and snow, and the two young masters of the Ji family, it was the first time to meet the mistress, before the mistress could speak, she spoke first, without asking if he was cold or whether the journey was safe, and without preparing tea Don't say it, but look at his appearance.The corners of Ji Liu's lips were raised, and the cap blocked his expression. Either she boasted of her high status or she was ordered to give him a bad impression.

Ji Liu is afraid of being admired by others, but he is not afraid of being squeezed. He stands in the middle of the room, stepping back slightly, making an appearance of "you scare me". A green tea Bichi look, isn't he sorry for the face his mother gave him.

Sure enough, Jia Caixia frowned, and reprimanded, "Mr. Zhou, you don't have the right to speak here! Are you all dead? Didn't you see the Shuang Young Master coming here in the snow, and you still don't help change clothes and serve tea! Liu Don't be afraid, come forward and let mother take a good look."

Once you can't control yourself, you start to be a good person. One of them will sing a bad face and the other will sing a bad face. The preparations for the play are sufficient.

Mrs. Zhou stood up to plead guilty, and stood at the door of the house. His status was the lowest, and he was a double servant, so he couldn't approach the owner of the house.

A maid stepped forward to help Ji Liu take off his cap and sable fur. When everyone present saw Ji Liu's face clearly, they were all shocked. They never thought that such a beautiful person would be born in the countryside.

Jia Caixia showed a kind smile, Ji Liusheng was so beautiful, she had a little more confidence in front of Princess Guangyang, and now she had a little sincerity on her face, "Come here quickly, let mother take a good look."

Ji Liu walked up to Jia Caixia a few steps away. Jia Caixia sized up his figure and walking posture. After getting closer, she stared at his face with her eyes, and asked, "Is it tiring to travel?" Why is your face so pale? Is it cold, is there Mrs. Tang in the carriage?"

Answered sentence by sentence, Ji Liu did not take the initiative to meet the mistress, he did not want to call her mother, not only because Jia Caixia plotted against him in this marriage, but now he feels that the eyes of the mistress are like the blue sky When choosing goods in the market, he only needs to open his mouth to see if the teeth are suitable.

"Your father is busy with official duties, and I also have a lot of miscellaneous things here, and I neglect to take care of you. Is it okay for you to follow the old lady all these years?"

"Everything is fine, please worry about the mistress." If her eyes were not too explicit, Ji Liu really thought she was concerned about him.

Jia Caixia nodded, seemingly not caring that he didn't call her mother, with a look of relief on her well-maintained face, "That's good, I'm relieved to say that, come on, I've met Aunt Zhou, this is your fan Aunt."

"I met Aunt Zhou and Aunt Fan. Both aunts are well."

The two aunts got up to return the salute, advancing and retreating with discretion, presumably because they were well trained by Jia Caixia, even when they heard him call the aunt on the spot, this aunt Zhou didn't cause any trouble again.

Heh, I think these two cards are firmly held by Jia Caixia.

In Ji Chengyue's room, except for the old lady who decided to stuff his mother into it, she never had the opportunity to marry other concubines. These two concubines have had nothing to do for more than ten years, which shows that this dignified and majestic mistress manages the back house. The means are fierce.

"Ahem..." Ji Liu covered his lips and coughed a few times, and then a maid served tea for him.

The posture of drinking tea was well-behaved, the tea was returned without making a sound, and every move was full of everyone's demeanor. Jia Caixia nodded in satisfaction again. Although she grew up in the countryside, the old lady still behaves very well in front of her!

After traveling all the way to call her back, now she looks like a weak willow and a sick child, Jia Caixia feels relieved, as if she is treating the goods bought by her daughter, her words are full of concern. "You are also tired from the journey, go back and rest first and wait for your father to come back in the evening to see your father. Xing'er went to the storeroom to find the century-old ginseng that the prime minister's wife had given to Liu'er to nourish her body."

"Thank you, mother, for your concern." Ji Liu accepted it without any politeness. Why is the century-old ginseng given by the prime minister's wife, and the point is ginseng?