A charming woman wearing a lotus-colored soft silk skirt with gold embroidery said with a smile: "Mrs. Zhao, you are really unreasonable. With such a good land, why did you wait until now to notify Mrs. Yang and me to come and take a look."
This charming and pretty woman is Mrs. Lin, the wife of Lin Yanzhong, the current governor of Jinling.
"I rarely come to this Liyuan. I heard a few days ago that a fife exchange meeting was going to be held in the Liyuan. The master asked me to come over and see what needs to be decorated. Well, I found that the scenery here is unique, but it is a bit noisy today."
The person who answered was Mrs. Zhao. She was wearing a Suzhou embroidered silk skirt. Even though her face was lightly powdered, if you look carefully, you can still see the first traces of wrinkles in the corners of her eyes. She was older and her appearance was more stable.
, she is the daughter-in-law of the former Jinling governor.
Mrs. Lin, who still retains her charm, smiled coquettishly: "I like to watch the excitement. The more lively it is, the happier I am. It's good to be noisy. I usually stay in the deep courtyard, but it's not quiet enough."
As he said this, he purposely looked downstairs, and his pretty eyes revealed a charming charm. The wind here was strong, and the clothes were blown close to his body, revealing his mature and charming figure.
Another middle-aged lady wearing a hazel-colored haze flower skirt smiled and said: "Mrs. Lin, I think you are here to choose a son-in-law today."
This one is Mrs. Yang. This Mrs. Yang is also a noble lady. Compared with the charming Mrs. Lin, she looks much more dignified.
In terms of beauty and beauty, the younger Mrs. Lin is better. In terms of dignity, the older Mrs. Zhao and Mrs. Yang have a better sense of clothing and image.
Madams Zhao, Lin, and Yang are considered to be the top ladies in Jinling City. There are several ladies standing behind them. In front of these three ladies, you need to step back.
If the Wang family is the emperor of Jinling City, then the Zhao, Lin, and Yang families are the first-class princes and nobles of Jinling City.
However, there is still an insurmountable gap between the emperor and his ministers.
No matter how high-ranking a minister is, he is still a slave before the emperor.
The relationship between Wang, Zhao, Lin and Yang can almost be compared like this.
The three families of Zhao, Lin and Yang also enjoyed great popularity in Jinling.
However, the Wang family is unique in Jinling. Even looking at the nine surnames and thirteen surnames in the world, they are also the two super wealthy families who are as famous as the Li family.
Mrs. Lin knew what Mrs. Yang meant by this. She had two daughters who were not married yet. She raised her red lips and said with a smile: "I remember Yue Yi hasn't left the cabinet yet. Today there are many young people gathered together. How about Mrs. Yang?"
You can also choose a son-in-law."
Mrs. Yang glanced downstairs and smiled slightly: "Yueyi looks quiet, but her personality is stubborn. As a mother, I don't dare to make random decisions for her."
Mrs. Lin specifically looked at the group of wealthy ladies not far away, "It seems that Yue Yi was not seen."
Mrs. Yang smiled and said: "I tried to persuade Yueyi to come out and join in the fun, but she loves books as much as her life. She would rather hold a few dead books at home. Alas, I will find a husband in the future who also likes to be quiet and loves books. If it is good,
If you're more active, Yue Yi's quiet temperament might make people dislike her."
Mrs. Lin smiled with a smile on her face and thought to herself that she was clearly talking about her daughter's faults, but in fact she kept praising her. But what's the use of saying this in front of Mrs. Zhao? This compliment will not fall into anyone's ears.
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Mrs. Yang smiled and said: "Mrs. Lin, Gang Ling and Zhong Ling are more lively. Women have versatile personalities and it is easy to choose a husband."
Mrs. Lin chuckled: "Very good, Mrs. Yang, what you say is really interesting. This husband is not like jewelry and hairpins. Once you have chosen one, you can no longer choose. It should be more precise."
Mrs. Zhao knew in her heart that Mrs. Lin and Mrs. Yang were fighting overtly and covertly. It was self-evident as to who they were fighting over.
Just at this moment, a maid-like figure came softly and whispered in Mrs. Zhao's ear.
Mrs. Zhao smiled and nodded after hearing this.
After the maid left, Mrs. Lin smiled and asked, "Mrs. Zhao, what's going on? It's so mysterious."
Mrs. Yang also asked with a smile: "Is it possible that Mr. Wang, who has always lived in seclusion and is keen on reading, will come to join in the fun? If so, I should call Yueyi over and let them have a good exchange."
Mrs. Zhao smiled and looked at the two ladies. Suddenly her eyes moved slightly, looked at the sky, and said with deep meaning: "I have never seen such beautiful clouds. It is really rare to see them."
The two ladies looked surprised and immediately understood the meaning of Mrs. Zhao's words.
Miss Qianjin was also giggling and joking with each other. They leaned on the railing and stood aside, looking at the green young men downstairs from time to time.
Which boy is not passionate, and which girl is not pregnant.
Standing in the middle are Mrs. Lin's two daughters, the eldest daughter Lin Gangling, who is only eighteen years old. She has a face like a full moon and is as beautiful as a moon. Her figure has matured for this age, she is slim, light and graceful.
The second daughter, Lin Zhongling, is three years younger, but she is also a beauty. Compared with her sister, she is more delicate and less charming, like an unripe peach.
Lin Gangling's eyes kept falling on the handsome man in green who was gently fanning himself.
This man is naturally Xie Fu. Indeed, as Xiaoying said, he is a little green among the greenery and has a unique style.
Lin Zhongling gently rubbed his sister's arm and whispered: "Sister, do you like that man?"
Lin Gangling smiled faintly: "You are fresh and handsome, and your appearance is outstanding. It is really difficult for people to ignore." There is a saying, but it is not necessarily the case.
Lin Zhongling chuckled: "How about I recruit him into the house and become your slave?"
Lin Gangling looked at his sister: "Zhong Ling, please don't mess around today. This opera garden is not your own yard. Mrs. Zhao and Mrs. Yang are both here."
Lin Gangling knows his sister's temperament. The more you don't let her do it, the more she will do it. The more you warn her, the more she will take risks.
So these words were specially said in a calm manner.
"I'm going back to the house first." After Lin Gangling said that, he turned and left to avoid Zhong Ling provoking this untouchable man.
Lin Zhongling saw that his sister was still holding a book in her hand and said loudly: "No matter how beautiful this "Peach Blossom Treasure Book" is, how can it be as beautiful as a living young master?"
Lin Zhongling's words were really unobtrusive. Fortunately, she was young and everyone was accustomed to her outspokenness. Instead, they found her innocent and cute.
But as soon as the Peach Blossom Treasure Book came out, several official ladies couldn't help but wonder in their hearts, Miss Lin looks quiet and dignified, does she also read this kind of silver book?
Mrs. Yang smiled at Mrs. Lin and said, "Mrs. Lin, does Gangling like to read books like "The Peach Blossom Book"?"
Mrs. Lin asked in confusion: "Mrs. Yang, what kind of book is "Peach Blossom Treasure Book"? Have you read it?"
When Mrs. Yang heard this, her face immediately turned slightly red. You, Mrs. Lin, have defeated an entire army. I don't believe you haven't seen it.
The book "Peach Blossom Treasure Book" is not a silver book. It is about the love story between men and women. The love poems in it are very beautiful and the love story is very touching.
Reading this book is like experiencing a hundred lives and falling in love a hundred times, making my heart wander and restless.
Of course, compared to serious books, this kind of book that can seduce the hearts of young ladies and even madams is considered a silver book.
Seeing Mrs. Yang's silence, Mrs. Lin giggled: "I will definitely look for this "Peach Blossom Book" when I get back and have a look. Mrs. Yang likes to read books, and they must be very tasteful."
Mrs. Yang was either yes or no, no yes, no, so she had to change her target and smiled softly at Lin Zhongling: "Zhongling, your mother is choosing a son-in-law for you, do you have someone you like?"
As Mrs. Yang is an elder, such joking remarks are harmless, but it is Mrs. Yang who said this, so it is a hidden secret.
Lin Zhongling chuckled: "Mrs. Yang, Zhong Ling is still young, but sister Yue Yi is nineteen. Zhong Ling is looking for someone for sister Yue Yi. Oh my, I have never seen so many Fu fans. It's really dazzling.
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As a housekeeper, it would seem frivolous for others to say such things, but when Lin Zhongling said this, others would only think it was in line with her true temperament.
There was a hidden hint of ugliness on Mrs. Yang's face.
Mrs. Lin pretended to curse: "This dead girl."
After scolding, the conversation suddenly changed: "But Zhong Ling has always treated Yue Yi as a good sister. I think she has this sincerity, but she is outspoken and her words are not always pleasant. Oh, what is this child's temper?"
It can't be changed. Maybe in two years, she will settle down. It's all because I am too arrogant and indulgent to her."
Mrs. Yang smiled slightly: "Then Zhong Ling should come to the Yang Mansion to get closer to Yue Yi and be more quiet. As the saying goes, those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to Mo are black."
This remark is full of irony, not only ironizing Lin Zhongling, but also ironizing Lin Gangling.
Mrs. Lin took advantage and gave in to avoid the smell of gunpowder being too strong. She smiled and said: "Okay."
At this time, Lin Zhongling shouted, and several ladies heard the sound and ran away, only to see that the silk handkerchief in Lin Zhongling's hand accidentally fell.
The thin silk handkerchief is like catkins falling slowly.
The green young men downstairs have long been paying attention to the ladies on the top of the building. This is the purpose of most people coming today, but the distance between these four floors is like being high above them and out of reach.
My heart was itching for a long time, and when I saw the silk handkerchief falling off, I secretly cried out to God to help me.
His eyes were fixed on this silk handkerchief, and his head was shaking involuntarily.
Lin Zhongling on the top of the building saw this scene like a group of lion-headed geese stretching their necks. He couldn't help but smile and recited a poem: "Goose, goose, goose, singing to the sky."
Xie Fu suddenly heard the silence around him and asked aloud: "Xiaoying, what happened?"
Xiaoying said angrily: "A silk handkerchief fell upstairs."
Xie Fu sighed, because he couldn't see the scene, and couldn't think of any connection between the falling silk handkerchief and such silence.
This silk handkerchief was so thin and flimsy in the wind that it was impossible to determine where it would land when it was in the air.
Then I saw this group of pale green teenagers like beans in a sieve, sometimes moving to the left, sometimes moving to the right, following the direction of the silk handkerchief, squeezing together.
At this time, Xie Fu figured it out and burst into laughter. The silk handkerchief was draped on his face, and the girl's fragrance penetrated his nose.
When Lin Zhongling on the roof saw this, he was so excited that he picked up his pink fist and said "yeah".
Xie Fu caught the silk handkerchief in his hand, and then felt that his eyes suddenly became hot, and the breath was very dense. It was like a group of animals coming to beg for food.
A pleasant voice floated from the sky: "Sir, I dropped the silk handkerchief. Can you help me get it?"
Xiaoying sneered and snorted in a low voice: "Bitch, seduce my young master."
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Some readers reported that the writing of Mrs. Wang's part was too slow. Qi Qi admitted that this was a common problem with serials. She couldn't read it in one go and felt as uncomfortable as squeezing out toothpaste.
In fact, from the appearance of Mrs. Wang to the current 60 chapters, there are only about 150,000 words. Mainly because I have too little time and the amount of updates is too small.
In this case, I will leave out some side details and write the main plot directly.
The plot of Mrs. Wang still has about 20,000 words.
Also, thank you readers for your pertinent suggestions.
