Ye Zhenzhen spent a month in confinement. During this period, she could not take a shower or wash her hair. She could only wipe her body with talcum powder and a towel. She always felt that her whole body was extremely dirty. Fortunately, the weather was not hot in February and March.
Month, she must go rancid.
Therefore, as soon as she was liberated, she immediately asked her servants to bring three large buckets of warm water to bathe and cleanse herself. Only when her body began to smell fresh again did she feel like she was alive again.
Because Cui Weizhen was not at home, Wangzi's full moon ceremony was not a big one. He just invited acquaintances. This time Chu Ningyan could not come forward. Only Zhou Xunting brought her blessings and a gift, which was made of pure gold.
Ye Zhenzhen hung it on Wangzi's bed that day.
After the full moon banquet, Ye Pengpeng and Ye Zhenzhen whispered: "Sister, my servant just reported back and saw the second sister at the door."
"Ye Jiajia?" Ye Zhenzhen frowned: "What is she here for?"
Ye Pengpeng also had his own source of information and immediately explained her doubts: "Sister, you are in confinement and you don't know that the marriage between Feng Mansion and Xu Anhao next door has not been finalized. Feng Yuran will go out in the middle of this month. Second Sister
She probably wanted to come to our place to have a relationship, but the concierge didn't let her in."
The guests who came to the full moon banquet today were all well-known, so Ye Jiajia naturally couldn't sneak in like she did at the third banquet.
Ye Zhenzhen thought more. Feng Yuran had already thought about breaking off the engagement at the charity meeting. Now she couldn't cancel the marriage, probably because she had been reminded by Princess Ding - these two sisters were really in love with each other.
He has become an enemy.
Ye Zhenzhen gloated over the misfortune for a while and went all the way to watch the fun on the day Feng Yuran went out.
The minister was marrying his daughter, which was very lively. Ye Zhenzhen heard the noise next door early in the morning. The sound of firecrackers even woke up Wangzai. Fortunately, she had the foresight to put a ball of catkins in his ears to stop him.
He was frightened.
When the joyful sound of gongs and drums sounded, Ye Zhenzhen ran out to join in the fun. She happened to see Xu Anhao riding on a tall horse to welcome the bride. However, he was blocked by the Erlangs of Feng Mansion and had to write a poem before he could enter.
The situation inside the door is unclear, but it does not prevent the people who come to watch the excitement and gossip.
Ye Zhenzhen was sitting at the tea stall, listening to the uncle next door talking to people: "This is a good thing for Jinshi. I have acquired the daughter of the Shangshu Mansion, and I will be very prosperous in the future."
"Isn't that right? The daughter of my neighbor's third cousin works as an errand in the Feng Mansion. I heard that Miss Feng's dowry is extremely generous. Although it is not as good as when Princess Ding came out of the cabinet, the subsidy is not big at all secretly.
.Even the house that Xu Jinshi lives in now is Miss Feng’s dowry.”
Others were astonished, "Living in Madam's dowry house, Xu Jinshi will not have the majesty of the head of the family in front of Miss Feng in the future?"
"There is nothing we can do about it. Previously, Xu Jinshi lived in Xiandefang, which is a little pigeonhole. How can he let the daughter of the Shangshu Mansion live in it? He has no choice but to move."
"The capital is so big that it's not easy to live there." Some people couldn't help but sigh, "Not even the dignified scholars have a decent house to live in, let alone common people like us."
Someone immediately retorted: "This is how we have been in this life. Xu Jinshi is the one with a bright future. He is married to the daughter of Shangshufu, and is expected to be a high-ranking official. How can he still worry about not being able to buy his own house?"
The common people present felt sad. Although they also had their own houses, the location and area were not ideal. It was impossible for several generations to live under the same roof. After saving most of their lives to buy a new house, they could only buy a new house in the end.
Compared with the prosperous and prosperous central city, the business outside is completely different.
Ye Zhenzhen took a sip of tea silently. It turned out that no matter ancient or modern times, houses have always been a pain in the hearts of the people.
Because she had to breastfeed Wangzi, although Ye Zhenzhen also practiced yoga during confinement, her figure was still very round and plump. From the aesthetic point of view of this era, she was full of nobility.
So all the tea drinkers at the tea stall noticed her presence, but they were too afraid to talk to her. Now everyone saw that she was listening to the gossip attentively, and her expression was very kind. Finally, someone couldn't help but ask: "Is this
Is Madam a noble person who lives in Yongjiafang?"
The owner of the tea stall and the waiter knew Ye Zhenzhen, but they were very knowledgeable and kept silent. They only listened to the lady talking nonsense to everyone: "No, I live in other places, and today I came here to watch the fun.
"
Everyone found it strange: "Madam is full of nobility and grandeur. She must be a person of honor and status. Could it be that she can't even get through the gate of Shangshu's Mansion?"
Ye Zhenzhen said, "I am also a peasant girl. I was lucky enough to marry a good husband so I can wear gold and silver. But compared with the Shangshu Mansion, it is not worth mentioning at all."
Nobles are also divided into three and six grades. This lady can wear gold, silver, silk and satin, so her husband's family must also be an official, but her husband, who is married to a peasant girl, must not be much better. I originally wanted to ask her.
The tea guests who gossiped about it were immediately relieved.
Maybe this lady doesn't know as much information as they do.
However, the people are also discerning people: "It's possible that in the Cui Mansion, which is just next door to the Shangshu Mansion, Mrs. Cui is also a peasant girl, but the husband she married is unusual. Secretary Cui is from Qing Dynasty, He River
In terms of background and status, the sons of the Cui family are not even comparable to the Feng Shang Shu."
Everyone thought of this incident and cast suspicious glances at Ye Zhenzhen: "Madam, are you not Mrs. Cui?"
The owner of the tea stall and the waiter saw that Mrs. Cui was about to lose her horse, and they secretly broke out in a sweat for her. However, the person involved was not anxious at all, but showed a look of admiration and yearning in response to the situation: "Mrs. Cui... Mrs. Cui is my generation.
As a role model, if you can one day achieve the talent, fame and reputation of Mrs. Cui, you will have no regrets in this life."
The boss and the waiter: "..."
They were stunned. They had lived for most of their lives and had never seen anyone shamelessly praise themselves. Is the rumored Mrs. Cui so narcissistic?
They couldn't help but take a look at the lady again. Although she was a little richer, her face was undoubtedly that of Mrs. Cui, and they had not mistaken her!
At this moment, the image of the aloof fairy Mrs. Cui in their minds suddenly collapsed, and the sound of broken faith was so heartbreaking.
Ye Zhenzhen still didn't know that her daily naughtiness would lead to the collapse of her idol temperament in the eyes of fans, and even show signs of losing fans. She was now chatting very happily with the tea guests - the ones she usually interacted with were all famous ladies.
It's also a sunny day, but now when you come into contact with the ordinary people's urban life, there's nothing like fireworks.
