Chen Zhongqing and Mu Mu Shu were down. He had originally agreed to go to Shanglinyuan to visit. He had a carriage set up in the outer courtyard and asked someone to ask for instructions. The couple was still tired of the bed.

Zhen Shiniang's limbs were weak and she didn't want to move anywhere.

Chen Zhongqing was a little embarrassed and promised to take her there next Mu Xiu.

Zhen Shiniang laughed at the slightest.

Du’s mother personally stewed black chicken longan soup to nourish Zhen Shiniang. When Chen Zhongqing was called away by the outer courtyard, she advised Zhen Shiniang, “The general was young and angry and did not know how to control himself. His wife practiced medicine. Knowing that such things hurt the most. Don't indulge in this way again."

Zhen Shiniang was ashamed.

She is in poor health and is very particular about being pure and has few desires. She is most afraid of this. However, when she faces the heat of the bell and chimes, she just wants to burn herself... Moths to the fire, this is what people often say, do what they know and do not do. That's it.

She found that she could not bear to let him feel wronged at all.

After sleeping for an afternoon, but after eating, I felt sleepy again. At night, I hesitated to Chen Zhongqing's teasing. She didn't dare to do this anymore. Unexpectedly, Chen Zhongqing only teased her and hugged her. She closed her eyes and said, "... Let's go to bed."

The next morning, Chen Zhongqing went to the court, and Zhen Shiniang slept until the end of Siyu. As soon as she had eaten, the little maid brought in a big red invitation, "... The general manager of Zheng's mansion came to deliver the invitation in person. ”

Zhen Shiniang took it curiously.

So soon, Mrs. Zheng’s birthday has arrived.

The old lady threw the invitation from Zheng's mansion to the ground, "...Why did she only invite that bitch, not me?"

I remembered that Mrs. Zheng had celebrated her birthday last year, and Chen Zhongqing was about to return soon after she returned. She brought a shiny crown with the night pearl brought back from the Nanyue Palace by Chen Zhongqing, which envied everyone at the banquet and even obeyed the order. Concubine Zheng, who returned to the province to celebrate her birthday, smiled at her.

What a glory that is!

The more I thought about it, the more I became more and more bored. The old lady slapped the kang three times, but she didn't dare to call Chen Zhongqing and his wife to scold her. Seeing Hongsang bringing in a plate of pomegranates, she glanced over with a teacup.

Listening to the official ritual report at the door, "...General Chen Madam Chen is here!" The old man and his wife came up in person.

Come to the hall to worship the birthday star Mrs. Zheng and hand over the gift list. Master Zheng took Chen Zhongqing to the outer hall, while Mrs. Zheng took Zhen Shiniang and Jian Wu and Jian Wen to the backyard. A huge ceiling was sealed with glass. In the flower hall, I went directly to several inner relatives who were wearing jewelry on their heads and introduced the ceremony one by one.

"...This is my in-laws, Grandma Wu Si." She introduced her pointing to a woman of 37 or 38 years old, who was not gorgeous but generous but decent.

Zhen Shiniang smiled and nodded at her.

His eyes fell on a little girl in her fifteen or sixteen next to her.

Mrs. Zheng immediately introduced. "...She is Wu Si***'s youngest daughter, named Wu Yafang." Hear Wu Yafang, "I've seen Mrs. Chen soon."

The little girl slowly stepped forward and bowed to Zhen Shiniang, "...I have seen Mrs. Chen." Her voice was clear and generous.

Zhen Shiniang couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

Is this the little girl Chen Zhongqing mentioned?

She wore a lilac-colored right-sided collared shirt, and her black hair was tied neatly. She wore a pair of pearl ear buckles the size of fine rice grains on her ears, which were luxurious but not ostentatious. Her face was beautiful and her skin was as white as snow. , her long eyebrows that were on her temples made her look more steady. Zhen Shiniang couldn't help but nodded secretly, "...This low-key thing is rare, but I just don't know what kind of character is?"

Although Wu Yafang could really marry into the Shen family, their sisters-in-law also closed the door and lived their own lives. However, Chen Zhongqing had already said that after she entered the door, she took over the feed, which means that Jian Wu and Jian Wen would It will fall into her hands, so this brother and wife must have a gentle heart.

Impatient with the adults talking, Jian Wu and Jian Wen were about to go out to play, and Mrs. Zheng called the little maid to accompany her. Zhen Shiniang also told Qiu Ju Xia Ju, "...Look tight, don't bump into each other." Then she then Turn around and chat with everyone.

After asking Wu Yafang what he usually does at home, what books he likes, and who else is waiting at home. Seeing that guests were coming from the door again, Zhen Shiniang pushed Mrs. Zheng, "...You go and do it quickly, don't worry. us."

Mrs. Zheng was thinking about that side, and she was not polite, so she greeted her daughter-in-law, "...This is Mrs. Chen, please accompany her everywhere." Mrs. Zheng has always been low-key, and this time Mrs. Zheng's birthday is also She didn't dare to invite some close friends. It was only Zhen Shiniang in the flower hall that was the first time she came to Zheng's mansion. Thinking that the empress dowager treated her as her daughter, Mrs. Zheng did not dare to neglect at all.

Grandma Zheng took Zhen Shiniang's hand affectionately, "There is a small chrysanthemum garden behind it, and the chrysanthemums are blooming beautifully. Should Mrs. Chen go and take a look?"

I didn't like it was too noisy, so Zhen Shiniang nodded.

Grandma Zheng is in her twenties, her surname is Yang, and her name is Yang Xuemei. She is the eldest daughter of Anbohou, Nanping. She wore a rose-colored kesi back, with a tall figure and a slightly thin cheek. In the sunshine, Zhen Shiniang felt a vague feeling that her cheeks, which had been applied withered and yellow, suddenly appeared.

Zhen Shiniang's brows moved slightly.

She heard from Mrs. Li Wei that the third generation of Zheng Ge's elder brother passed away. When Zheng Shuang's generation was in his generation, the only legitimate son died at the age of three. Later, she heard that she had given birth to seven or eight concubines and had already given birth to six daughters. She has never had children, and this Grandma Zheng has never had anything to do. Is she... She has been infertile since then and the couple has lost peace?

"...Because the glass is covered, this flower hall is warm without burning a fire cage. All the flowers elsewhere are ruined, but it is still in full bloom." The Zheng family's most proudest thing is that this was built last year to welcome the imperial concubine to return to the province. The decoration suddenly turned into the flower hall in the fairyland of the world. All seasons are like spring, and you can see newly blooming flowers in winter. Grandma Zheng said, turning her head and seeing Zhen Shiniang staring at her intently, subconsciously touching her cheeks. .

What's wrong?

There was a hint of confusion in her eyes.

I am really an occupational disease, and I want to give people some advice and questions everywhere.

After coming back to his senses, Zhen Shiniang was ashamed. She pointed at a hollow flying phoenix golden step on Grandma Zheng's head, "...this phoenix eye seems not a thing from the Central Plains."

"Mrs. Chen has a unique vision, and you can tell at a glance that this is not a thing from the Central Plains." Grandma Zheng smiled and pulled out Bu Yao to Zhen Shiniang, "This is Yang Suizhu, who was tributed by Nanyue. She made contributions to the arrest of Zhenguo Gong that year. , The late emperor gave it to his father..." The faint smile faintly contained a bitter loneliness.

Zhen Shiniang sighed quietly.

It can be heard that her family background is not low and her background is much deeper than the Zheng clan who relies on her daughter to be favored, but she let her husband marry seven or eight concubines... Perhaps, she is really infertile.

This is the only thing that can make a woman with noble status and wealth wither in her life.

Mrs. Xiao is here.

Master Zheng invited the famous Ruishengtang in Beijing. Because he didn't like the excitement, Zhen Shiniang had never followed everyone before. He knew that Mrs. Xiao liked to watch the show, and seeing that it was still early to leave the banquet, Zhen Shiniang simply accompanied her to see it. play.

"...It looks quiet enough." After hearing Zhen Shiniang say about Chen Zhongqing asking her to come to see Wu Yafang, Mrs. Xiao also looked at her for a few more times and sat dignifiedly on Grandma Wu Si. Around me, I was quiet and gentle, with a small jassy gentle man. Mrs. Xiao liked it very much when she saw it. She touched Zhen Shiniang's ear, "I have also heard that Miss Wu Liu is a virtuous person, your uncle It is absolutely right to marry her." He lowered his voice again, "...Your mother-in-law likes your uncle. It will be good for you to let him marry a soft and controlful wife."

"Yeah." Zhen Shiniang nodded and smiled and changed the topic, "...Why did mom give such an expensive gift?"

Mrs. Xiao came to Zheng's house to pay her birthday and made an exception and made a high-profile statement.

He gave Gu Hong's night banquet pictures, longevity peaches carved in chicken blood stone, and especially a rare blue coral that was more than three feet tall, which not only shocked everyone present, but even Zhen Shiniang was secretly surprised.

Although corals are precious for red, this dreamy blue is rare.

This gift is a luxury to send the Queen Mother’s birthday!

As an official in the same dynasty, Xiao Yu was just a co-organizer of the Grand Secretary and an alternate member of the Pavilion Master. He was appointed as the deputy first-rank official. His promotion was no longer something that Master Zheng could control. He was more than 20 years younger than Master Zheng. According to modern words, if you want to hand over the old one, relying on the young one, Master Zheng will soon retire. He should be the other way around and flatter Xiao Yu.

At least, the two families should have equal exchanges.

"It's not because of your elder brother..." Old Lady Xiao bit Zhen Shiniang's ear and complained, "I want to promote a bull market, and I'm stuck with Mr. Zheng." She sighed, "Your elder brother is really not there. I asked me to go out and follow my wife's way."

Zhen Shiniang remembered what Chen Zhongqing said about giving the burden to him and Xiao Yu, "Brother has nothing to do?" In her heart, it was not Chen Zhongqing's honesty and hotness, but Xiao Yu was not. A treacherous conspirator.

Therefore, when Chen Zhongqing said that Xiao Yu would deal with it, she didn't think much about it.

"There's no way, there's a stubborn person." Old Lady Xiao touched Zhen Shiniang's ear, "Long live to establish the fifth prince. Now we can't remove his cabinet master, nor can we suppress Concubine Zheng."

Zhen Shiniang was shocked, "Long live, have you decided to establish the prince?"

Mrs. Xiao nodded seriously, and when she saw Grandma Wu Si coming over, she waved to her.

Grandma Wu Si brought Wu Yafang over with a smile, "...When did Mrs. Xiao come? I just found you in the flower hall. I heard..." Grandma Wu Si sat there with a smile Around Mrs. Xiao.

A little maid came over to serve tea.

Seeing that Mrs. Xiao and Grandma Wu Si were talking about it lively, Zhen Shiniang called Wu Yafang over to sit there and took the snacks on the table for her to eat. The two of them were talking nonsense and chatting about home.

The "Ming Gong Ju" sung by the famous actor Mei Hongyu of the Ruisheng Hall was called on the stage.

When Chen Shimei sent Han Qi to assassinate Qin Xianglian and his son, Zhen Shiniang sighed, "... Suddenly, she saw the willows on the street, and regretted asking her husband to find a title. If Chen Shimei did not take the top scorer and was at home, she would be with her wife, children, and children, perhaps A family of wives and children are filial and filial."

Men become bad when they have money, not only modern times, but also in ancient times.

"...Madam Chen can't think so," Wu Yafang shook her head, "A man should be a marquis and a minister. What's the future if he only keeps his wife and children all his life?" (To be continued. If you like this work , Welcome to vote for recommendation votes, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation.)
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