Mrs. Pin, one of the Red House

Seeing Jia Min's reaction like this, Wang's heart knew it, but she was also secretly surprised.

The latter sentence was just to defraud Jia Min, but at this moment, it seems that Lin Hai is not the only one who is in charge of the Lin family, and it is probably someone else who really counts.

Lin Hai is not a pure minister at all, at least he has never been close to the deposed prince, so he can't escape.

If it is an ordinary family of officials and eunuchs, that's fine, but the Lin family was also a family of meritorious service in the previous dynasty, so when they were canonized as a public book, several scholarly families in the south of the Yangtze River were hereditary, and only the Lin family was the third generation. From four generations onwards, each generation will be reduced. After all, the identity is a little subtle.

In all fairness, the Lin family is more afraid of rumors.

She was a little proud, smiling and fanning. At this time in May, it was not hot at all, but she kept fanning. Wang's hair was in a peony bun, and some messy hair on her neck followed the fan. The rising wind swayed slightly.

She is a little happier now.

She was not afraid to tell Jia Min that it was the first day of the full moon wine. According to the rules in Beijing, it was placed at her mother's house, and those who stayed to listen to the opera were from the same family or in-laws, and they stayed until the second day. Then he moved to his home.

"This play is sung well." Wang said with a smile.

Coincidentally, Wang Xifeng passed by, and said to Wang with a smile, "Didn't Madam say something?" Prince Jing’s Mansion, Prince Zhongshun’s Mansion, they’ve all sung it.” Then he was blessed, “It’s not because of the blessing of my fourth aunt today that I can hear such good songs.”

While praising her own home, she answered Jia Min's face correctly, and the two sides were stunned that a bowl of water was level, which could be said to be watertight.

Jia Min smiled, knowing that this was just a social talk and should not be taken seriously.

Wang has to say that this niece of her natal family is indeed quite capable.

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"However, the older sister of the Xue family behaves gracefully, which is different from others." As soon as he walked to the gate of the courtyard, Ning Yun really felt that the atmosphere between her and Daiyu was too weird. After thinking for a long time, he made such a statement The topic comes out.

Daiyu smiled and said: "I heard from my mother that Sister Bao specially recruited a nanny who went out of the palace to raise her according to the standards of a concubine. She was afraid that she would enter the palace in the future, so she behaved naturally. With her own statement and charter."

Ning Yun was somewhat surprised, Wang and Aunt Xue were also very close, and they were sisters of the same clan. In front of Shi Fu and Jia Fu, Aunt Xue kept her mouth shut.

But it was not an accident, because Baochai was the daughter of Jia Huan after all, and her father died young, so if she didn't enter the palace, it would be difficult to find a good marriage.

The two sighed and walked leisurely towards the house.

Several girls of the same generation were sitting together, and happened to see Ning Yun and Daiyu coming together, Tanchun laughed and said, "Where did you go to play?"

She was born as a concubine. When Yuanchun entered the palace, she was young. Seeing that although her mother was favored and had a head and face, she was ignored by the maids in the mansion, so she got angry for a while and fought with Yuanchun a few times. Now When Yuan Chun entered the palace, she restrained herself a lot.

Even though she has restrained a lot, she is still more outstanding than the second Miss Jia who has two woods. In addition, she is lucky after all. Although she was not born in the wife's belly, she is shrewd and capable. It just so happened that Aunt Zhao gave birth to Jia again. Huan, once Tanchun surrendered, Mrs. Wang was naturally willing to continue, so now Tanchun's status in the mansion has not decreased but increased.

It's just that Aunt Zhao's mother and son suffered.

"It's just going out to get some air," Ning Yun said with a smile, sitting on the side, took a bite of the snack next to him, and said, "What good show did I miss?"

"It's a coincidence that you came back, and the good libretto is at the back." Baochai interjected, she gently played with the lady's fan, the jade-colored tassels drew graceful arcs in the air, and her every move was elegant.

As soon as the libretto was said, Daiyu became interested and asked jokingly: "What is the libretto, good sister, come and listen to it."

Xue Baochai put the fan away with a smile, "You don't know, the song Qingpingle in this play is well written."

As he spoke, he recited the poem.

"Doucheng Chiguan. In February, the wind and smoke are warm. Beaded curtains are embroidered, and the shadows of the sun are growing.

Jade bridles and golden saddles wind around the Shadi Road, and some pedestrians are reflected in green poplars.

On the small sill, Zhulan leans back, and thousands of flowers are fragrant with dew.Crisp pipes and clear strings, wanting to play a new song, sitting in the sunset in the woods. "

Ning Yun smiled and said, "Could it be that Yan Shu's words?"

She doesn't know how to compose poetry, but she was considered an outstanding figure who was proficient in Manchurian, Mongolian and Chinese. Although the school teacher at home didn't specifically teach her, she knew at least three hundred poems and eight thousand words.

"There are very few predecessors' poems in worldly dramas, so I say this drama is somewhat special." Baochai said with a smile.

When the poems were mentioned, Xiangyun couldn't sit still, and shouted: "Although Yan Shu's poems have a special artistic conception, the rhetoric is too gorgeous and too flamboyant."

Ning Yun pushed Xiangyun helplessly, and said: "Good sister, I know you are full of poems and books, let's take a break, so much food can't stop your mouth."

It made the girls around laugh.

Baochai saw that Xiangyun was poking there, so she leaned over and let half of the chair come out. Xiangyun was not polite, and sat down next to Baochai, "When I talk about poetry, I can still sit there, even if I have a full stomach." The venison came out as said."

Baochai didn't hold her hand, so she burst out laughing, and pinched Xiangyun's face, "Miss Shi, you said it, I'll treat you to a meal of venison some other day, and see if you can make a splendid article." .”

Daiyu smiled, because of the hard wind in the capital, it was a bit blowing, covered her lips and coughed twice, took a sip of tea and pressed down, and then said: "Although Yan Shu's rhetoric is gorgeous, the most important thing is that it is delicate. In the play, the artistic conception in the play is overjoyed and noisy, but it is indeed a bit of a novelty."

"That's not the reason." Tanchun approached with a smile, "What you said is interesting, we all seem to be listening to heavenly scriptures, and the few words we have learned from reading are really for nothing."

"No, it's not that sister Xiangyun wants to eat venison." Ning Yun stopped the topic directly with a smile.

Daiyu had something on her mind at this time, and didn't want to get involved too much. It happened that Xiangyun was a talkative, and just attracted people's attention, but she was stroking her fan, thinking about family affairs with her head down.

Originally, she thought that her mother was poisoned by someone, and it was just a warning for her father to watch, but now the family has got in touch with the deposed prince...

I'm afraid it's not an empty nest.

What is going on here?

Daiyu raised her head and glanced at Qin Keqing, but the latter was chatting happily with You Shi.

She thought of the two words Ning Yun said again—once she slept on the crouching dragon in the shallows, and on the other day she waited for the geese in the royal garden. She subconsciously clenched her fan tightly, and the knuckles of her fingers were faintly white.

Although the abolished prince is dead now, the eldest son is an adult, and he is highly relied on by the emperor in the court.

I'm afraid it will be a storm in the future.

Baochai saw Daiyu lost in thought at a glance, and called out with a smile, "Sister Lin, what are you thinking about?"

Daiyu smiled and said, "Isn't it interesting to hear you talk?"

At this time, Tsing Yi on the stage sang the last line by chance: "Sit in the sunset in the Yiyue forest..." The last long note was not sung, but it stopped abruptly.

Baochai frowned suddenly.

I saw Tsing Yi on the stage clutching his chest, plopping and kneeling on the ground, then strangled his own neck, struggled a few times, and fell down and fell off the stage.

The wives of Wang Ziteng, Li Shi, and Wang Ziyan's wife, Duan Shi, were so close that they were scared out of their wits. Huo De stood up and took a few steps back before screaming.

Xifeng widened her eyes.

The teacup in Wang's hand fell to the ground and shattered.

Jia Min stood up and sat down again, her long nails dug into her palms, leaving two red marks.

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When the sky was about to dawn, the wind in the capital was still slightly chilly with ice and snow.

The sky in the east is light blue, a gust of wind blows gently, the curtains on the windows shake slightly, sending the fragrance of flowers and birds in the yard into the house.

Xifeng covered her mouth with her sleeve and yawned lightly. She adjusted her posture so that she could lean more comfortably on the Babu bed.

Ping'er came in with warm water mixed with rose petals, and only then did a few maidservants come in to help Xifeng wash up.

Xifeng closed her eyes and sat in front of the vanity mirror, "What happened yesterday is really evil."

"Grandma said so." Ping'er rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward to do Xifeng's hair.

"You said that it was fine at the beginning. Yesterday was such a good day, but it was calculated by an eminent monk. Why did such an unlucky thing happen suddenly..." Xifeng sighed and picked up a silver stick. The hairpin, and angrily snapped it in front of the pear blossom wood dressing table, "It's really worth noting."

She turned her head and looked out the window. The collar of the dress was not high enough, revealing a section of her long neck, "The one who is most worried now is not the fourth aunt, but all of us. Now there is double happiness in the house, and the old lady also said Mo Chong This is how I thought, if this matter can be rushed, it is better to be early."

Ping'er didn't know what he was thinking and responded.

Xifeng was a little displeased, "Little Hoof, are you getting fatter now? Are you starting to treat your grandma like this? Tell me, what's going on in your head?"

Ping'er smiled and said: "Grandma, I dare not treat you slowly, I was thinking, if there is no one to back you up, Yinluan is just a concubine of the master of the Dongfu, and there is no way to sneak in, let alone yesterday This is still the same occasion."

Xifeng rolled her eyes at Ping'er: "Yinluan was born as an actor, and was called a silver official back then. Today, Uncle Zhen specially asked her to come up and sing for such a discount. But I'm really thankful. Those who stayed afterward, no matter what, are all worthless." More or less, there is some kind of blood relationship."

"My servant is talking too much, according to grandma, but who did it?" Ping'er asked cautiously.

Xifeng paused, and then answered after a while: "You're so talkative, you really want to know? It's just that Grandma Qin from the East Mansion gave her a pot of rose wine."

As soon as Qin Keqing's name was mentioned, Ping'er immediately shut up, but then couldn't help sighing: "Is Grandma Qin going too far?"

Xifeng was funny and annoyed, "He's good at reincarnation, if you are also reincarnated into the princess's belly, you can also walk around the mansion like her, killing whoever you want."

Ping'er was a little anxious: "Grandma..."

Xifeng sighed, picked out a hairpin with three drop-shaped short tassels on her forehead, and put it on, "In the final analysis, Yinluan's death was not wronged, it was because she couldn't bear it that day, couldn't help being frightened, and confessed the whole thing. Come out, and tell the fourth son-in-law of our mansion?"

She cursed again: "Then I don't know who did it, the eldest son of the Zhongshun family fell off his horse. Although he picked up a bargain by mistake, everyone is happy, but it is really a cat that bites his own chicken. Don’t look at how many catties you have. If it were me, I wouldn’t be able to keep the things that are eaten inside and out.”

Ping'er smiled awkwardly, and also knew that Xifeng was talking about Yinluan, who was the dowry of Jia Zhen's predecessor at that time, and it was inevitable that she would feel some sympathy for her.

Here in the East Mansion, Qin Keqing came up early this morning to pay his respects, and Youshi accepted the gift with trepidation. When the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law sat down to eat, Youshi finally couldn't hold back and said, "I didn't want to tell you, but I really It's... well, if you don't like her, I won't say anything even if you've turned the world upside down in my own mansion."

Qin Keqing answered quickly, "I didn't do it."

Added another sentence, "In my opinion, mother-in-law, you really need to talk to the other side of the West Mansion to investigate this matter in private." After that, she softened her tone, "I know you will definitely think that I did it. , but mother-in-law, think about it, I am not that kind of person, Yinluan is just a maidservant, I don't like it, I can kill her directly, how can I make such a scene known to everyone?"

Youshi stared, his face turned pale, and he couldn't recover for a long time.