Chapter 135, a pair of paper people who were taken away
"Madam, all the people in Lanshui Pavilion have been called to Qinglanxuan." A woman hurriedly came in to report.
"What?" Qian was stunned.
"Madam, just now the old slave and his people were tidying up the Lanshui Pavilion. Qingyue who was next to the third girl came over and said that it was the intention of the Marquis to clean up the Qinglan Pavilion first. The eldest girl had no place to live when she came back, so she temporarily stayed in the third
"The girl's department." The mother-in-law complained angrily, "The old slave went up to argue with the third girl, but the third girl said that it was the wish of the madam and the Marquis to fix the eldest girl first."
The mother-in-law obviously thought it was impossible, but she had to admit it at the time. After everyone else went to Qinglanxuan, she hurried over to report to Qian.
"Presumptuous!" Qian was furious, his eyebrows raised, and he stood up, "I'll go take a look."
"Madam, wait a minute!" Aunt Xi stopped her and reminded, "Madam, you must have agreed to this."
"When did I agree?" Qian's eyes also stood up.
"Madam, think about it, when you were in the study just now, did you talk to the Marquis about the eldest girl's affairs? Did it also mean that you would take the eldest girl's affairs to your heart?" Although Aunt Xi was kicked out later, she still
In the situation at that time, the Marquis was obviously angry. Regarding matters involving the eldest girl, the lady must have given in.
These words reminded Mr. Qian, who slowly sat down and gritted his teeth: "Does an orphan really think of herself as the legitimate daughter of the Marquis?"
"You go down and tidy up Qinglan Xuan first." Aunt Xi looked at the woman who reported the news.
The mother-in-law looked at Aunt Xi, then at Mrs. Qian who said nothing, and could only retreat.
"Madam, something happened at the nunnery. The Marquis should have noticed something. At this time, you should be nicer to the eldest girl. Otherwise, it will be difficult for you to explain to the Marquis." Seeing the mother-in-law leave, Aunt Xi advised,
Then he looked out the window and lowered his voice and said, "Madam, the better you treat the eldest girl now, the more selfless you are. When something happens to the third girl, the Marquis will not blame you."
"You mean... we need to clean up Qinglanxuan?" Qian understood.
"Yes, Madam not only has to tidy up Qinglan Xuan for the eldest daughter, but she also has to tidy it up well and spend all her energy on the eldest daughter." Aunt Xi lowered her voice.
"Are there no arrangements for Lanshui Pavilion?" Qian said calmly without nodding directly.
"How come you don't care? It's just that you don't take care of her directly. It's a good thing that the madam's focus is on the eldest girl. Something must have almost happened to the eldest girl. It's human nature for the madam to feel guilty and be willing to take more care of the eldest girl to make up for her negligence.
"
Grandma Xi continued.
Mr. Qian snorted disdainfully, "Who is Yu Zhuqing? Does he need to deal with it so much?"
"My cousin, the preparations are almost complete. Now it's just a later arrangement. Madam can send a few people there, as long as there are fewer people. There is no need to make a big fanfare like before." Aunt Xi continued to make plans.
Seeing that Ms. Qian was still silent, Grandma Xi added, "If Madam is really worried, why not let the old slave help my cousin clean up the yard?"
"No!" Qian refused flatly, "Since I'm not suitable, you are not suitable either."
The meaning of maintenance is obvious.
Grandma Xi was moved by these words, and she wanted to show her loyalty even more. She stretched out her hand and pointed in the direction of Lan Yue Pavilion, her eyes shining brightly: "Madam, if there is a quarrel by then, I can't blame the madam. That's the third girl."
Your yard is not something that others can meddle in casually, and my wife is too busy with the eldest daughter's affairs."
Under the lamp, Yu Xijiao was making paper figurines. Small paper figurines were easy to make. Yu Xijiao had just finished one and trimmed some extra edges again. Then she put down the scissors in her hands and carefully
Checked it out.
"Girl, the paper figurines in the sacrifice shops in the capital are very crudely made. You can tell at a glance that they were made haphazardly just to keep up with the schedule. They are not as good as the paper figurines we saw in the sacrifice shops in Jiangnan.
." Nanny Xu said with disgust, and helped fold the paper with her hands.
Qingyue picked up the curtain from the door and came in.
"Girl, I think I saw a figure just now." Qingyue said after coming in. She had just gone to process part of the trimmed paper.
"Who is it?" Nanny Xu stopped her hand and asked in surprise, "It's already late now, everyone should be asleep, right?"
"I didn't find out who it was. I seemed to have heard some movement before. After I asked, there was no movement. I looked around and found no one. Maybe I saw it wrong before." Qingyue rubbed her eyes.
Then he looked at the sky outside and said, "Girl, it's getting late. You can rest."
Yu Xijiao looked out the window and put down the scissors: "Then take a rest!"
Nanny Xu tidied up the lines and notes in the house, and Qingyue helped Yu Xijiao rest. Yu Xijiao was not sleepy in fact, so she asked Qingyue to leave a lamp for her.
When Nanny Xu and Qingyue both retreated, Yu Xijiao was leaning on the bed, her long eyelashes slightly covering her eyes, but she was making calculations in her heart.
During the day today, I asked Qian's people to help the eldest sister clean up Qinglanxuan. There was no follow-up after that. Qian didn't come over to say anything. Even the people who came later were only a few, and they seemed to not follow at all.
It's like you're counting on yourself.
Will Qian not care about it?
Of course it's impossible, that is, Qian is just following the trend. Yu Xijiao still can't guess what kind of medicine Qian bought in the gourd.
It's related to Qian Lizhen, and I feel like I'm not just taking advantage of Qian Lizhen's rudeness, so how will I deal with myself?
He subconsciously stretched out his hand, but when he touched a warm place, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the person sitting on the chair next to the bed in shock.
Looking up, I saw the window was wide open.
The hand that bumped into Feng Yu's wrist seemed to be burned, and he suddenly pulled it back.
"This paper figurine is well made. It looks different from the ordinary ones. There are two ribbons hanging on it?" Feng Yu lazily played with the paper figurine in his hand and said without raising his head.
"This is the practice in the Jiangnan area. It may be a little different from the one in the capital." Yu Xijiao's fingers curled up under the quilt and she replied with a serious look on her face.
"The production method in the Jiangnan area still has so many symbols on it? What does it mean?" Feng Yu pulled the ribbon on it, exerting force with his hand, and then said with hypocritical regret, "It's really not tight, this
The ribbon fell off."
He casually picked up a ribbon from the paper figure and waved it in front of Yu Xijiao.
Yu Xijiao gritted her teeth secretly. The Prince of Qi was really lazy. Her shyness turned into annoyance. She raised her watery eyes and glared at Feng Yu.
"Your Majesty, it was originally attached very well, but if you use such force, it will be useless no matter how strong it is."
"Do you still have this kind of ribbon here? This kind of ribbon is really of no use. It will fall off if you pull it a little. When it is really used, if one of them falls off, it will be ugly." Feng Yu seemed to
Unexpectedly, Yu Xijiao seemed to be annoyed, and still shook the silk ribbon in her hand regretfully, and said lazily, "Is the ghost painting talisman on it really useful?"
"This is not a ghost painting, this is a Buddhist saying." Yu Xijiao said.
"Buddhist language? Which family's Buddhist language? This kind of Buddhist language is probably the root of trouble. What uncle Huang believes in is not Buddhist language." Feng Yu threw the silk ribbon on Yu Xijiao's body in disgust and looked at it.
Yu Xijiao subconsciously ducked back, then chuckled and said, "Whose veil is this? The material is good!"
He picked up a handkerchief on the table and wiped his white jade-like fingers while feeling disgusted.
Yu Xijiao's eyebrows twitched fiercely. What this monster was holding was her handkerchief. It had been placed under the pillow before. It had been on the table at some point, and now it was still in his hand.
"Your Majesty, that's my veil." Yu Xijiao heard her voice almost squeezing out from between her teeth.
"Miss Yu San said it's your handkerchief, you call me to see if it works?" Feng Yu chuckled, and pointed at the ribbon in front of Yu Xijiao, "Miss Yu San, call me again and try this.
See if this works."
This is extremely shameless, and even seems to mean deliberately irritating others.
However, Yu Xijiao miraculously calmed down the anger on her face. She reached out and took down the ribbon placed in front of her. She looked at it carefully and frowned slightly: "This...can cause misunderstanding?"
Something suddenly flashed through her mind, which made her unable to get angry for a while. She ignored this matter, and it would indeed cause trouble.
Feng Yu leaned back, feeling amused by her reaction, and his eyes fell on Yu Xijiao almost practically. The scene was beautiful but with a bit of frivolity and coldness: "This...actually there are exceptions.
of."
Yu Xijiao lowered her eyes and sighed: "Of course I am not one of these exceptions."
"He is sincere." Feng Yu smiled with a sweet smile on his face, his handsome eyes curled up, and there was no longer that cold and substantial pressure.
"Since you don't need it, then give it to me!" He stretched out his hand and pulled the ribbon from Yu Xijiao's hand.
"Prince...why are you here?" Yu Xijiao raised her head, looked directly at the beautiful face, and asked doubtfully.
"Just take a walk around the area." Feng Yu said disapprovingly, picking up the two paper figures placed aside, "Well done."
"Your Majesty, this is mine." Yu Xijiao said.
Feng Yu stopped and looked at her, and suddenly chuckled meaningfully: "It's such a good job, how could it be ruined like this? What a pity!"
Yu Xijiao opened her mouth and was about to speak when she saw that the Prince of Qi had already picked up the paper figure, turned around and jumped out of the window.
After hearing that there was no movement outside, Yu Xijiao got up from the bed, walked to the window, and listened softly. There was no movement at all outside, and then she closed the door behind her back.
After standing in the middle of the room for a while, she suddenly picked up the lamp and walked to the outhouse. There was an unfinished paper figurine placed in the outhouse. She originally made two pairs.
Two pairs of paper figures, this is a common ritual in the Jiangnan area.
The light falls on the paper man in the corner. Yu Xijiao's paper man is not terrible. It can even be said that it looks more beautiful than the ordinary paper man. But no matter how beautiful it is, under such light, it looks
There is also a cold and desolate feeling, especially when a silk ribbon is casually draped around the neck of the paper man.
Yu Xijiao's heart tightened and she felt chills all over her body. She knew...