Chapter 325: Using the Way of Others to Treat Himself 1
The jokes in Prime Minister Jiang's Mansion flew out as if they had wings, which was amazing.
Shiweitian is so bad that whenever someone passes by, he will curse a few words. Even now, there are still many people lying at home scratching their heads and trying to eat the food of Shiweitian.
Now that Mr. Jiang has met such an end, almost everyone is shouting with joy.
"This is retribution, sir. When Mr. Jiang was carried into the carriage, he was still conscious. He wanted to say something but couldn't."
Hong Qiao watched Master Jiang Er being carried up with her own eyes.
One should treat others in their own way.
Jiang Yunxu sneered in her heart, where did she go now? If the Prime Minister's Mansion does not fall, she is a son of a human being in vain.
"How are you these days in Huamanlou?"
"There are twice as many guests as before. Don't worry, sir. There were people who came to make trouble yesterday afternoon, but they were all suppressed by Prince Zhao."
Jiang Yunxu nodded, rubbing her eyebrows and not resting for several days. She had to go back and rest for a while.
On the way back to Duke Zhao's Mansion, I happened to meet Mrs. Zhao and the Second Madam who were going out to offer incense and pray for blessings.
Now that she saw him, Jiang Yunxu had no reason to avoid him. He lowered his eyes and stepped forward to salute.
"Isn't this Dafang's distant relative who lives in the Duke's mansion to take the scientific examination?"
The second lady curled her lips, becoming more and more confused about the behavior of Mrs. Zhao Guogong. It sounded nice that she was a relative of the Duke of Zhao, but in fact she was just from the eldest son's natal family. She happened to be named Zhao, and she was only half-way related to the Duke of Zhao.
None.
However, Zhao Huaiyu was pretty good to him, but there was something wrong with both mother and son!
Jiang Yunxu lowered her eyes and shouted respectfully: "Old Madam, Second Madam."
Mrs. Zhao had a gloomy look on her face: "Since you have come to Duke Zhao's residence and are with the Crown Prince, you should give him more advice to make progress and not to go to a shabby place like that."
She said yes without a word of defense.
But who knew that Mrs. Zhao was unwilling to let her go, and said in a bad tone: "If you cause any trouble when you live in the Zhao family, it will bring shame to the Zhao family."
Madam Zhao noticed that Jiang Yunxu's outfit far exceeded the standards of a distant relative.
"What my mother taught me is true. Since you are here to study, you should follow the rules and study hard every day, instead of going out every day to be carefree and intoxicated, thinking that you are the master of Duke Zhao's mansion."
The second lady can seize the opportunity to belittle Jiang Yunxu. She doesn't usually see him, and because she is from the main house, she will not be merciful.
Facing the two people's lessons, Jiang Yunxu's face did not show any impatience, but instead listened with humility.
"Tsk, tsk, sister-in-law is really willing to spend a lot of money. This material is worth at least twenty taels of silver, right?"
The second wife supported Mrs. Zhao, and said in a strange tone: "The eldest brother is still rich and powerful, unlike the second wife. After paying Jiang Yunxu money, he tightened his belt, and none of the sisters dared to buy more clothes.
Wearing something made last year.”
Hearing this, Mrs. Zhao frowned and was about to have a fit when she suddenly heard: "If my second brother and sister don't have money to make clothes, I still have a few pieces of silk and satin in the warehouse. I will send someone to deliver them to you soon. Why bother here?"
Woolen cloth."
Mrs. Zhao Guogong walked over from behind in a leisurely manner, holding a handkerchief in her hand, and sighed: "The second wife of the Duke of Zhao can't even make a piece of clothing, and she's not afraid of being laughed at if she tells her."
"You!" The two ladies' faces were distorted with anger.
Mrs. Zhao felt a little headache after hearing this. She was too lazy to turn to anyone, so she just said, "Let's go, don't waste time."
A farce ends.
Jiang Yunxu returned to the yard, washed briefly, then went to the couch and squinted for a while. In her dream, she saw her mother being beaten and begging for mercy, and the scene of Brother Tuan being rescued from Yi'anbo Mansion.
.
When he woke up suddenly, he sat up violently and gasped for air.
"Sir, you're awake."
Hongqiao handed over a cup of tea.
When she saw that it was getting dark outside, she had slept long enough. She took the tea and drank most of it to moisten her throat. Then she lifted the quilt and went to the ground. In order to calm herself down, she
Start copying scriptures.
It wasn't until midnight that my mood finally calmed down.
Early in the morning, Zhao Huaiyu had been waiting on the porch early. Jiang Yunxu opened the door and looked at him in surprise.
"Why are you here?"
Zhao Huaiyu touched his nose and said awkwardly: "Yesterday, my grandmother got sick from anger, and the doctors were helpless."
Mrs. Zhao publicly humiliated Jiang Yunxu yesterday, and he was really embarrassed to come to her for help again.
But the situation was critical, so we had no choice but to bite the bullet and come here.
The thing is like this, yesterday Madam Zhao and the Second Madam went to pray for blessings. On the way, they heard a lot of things about Sang Lian, most of which were slander, abuse, and ridicule. By the way, even the Zhao Guogong Palace was involved.
Mrs. Zhao suppressed her anger and went up the mountain. As soon as she stepped into the main hall, the incense burner fell over.
"It must be the Bodhisattva's refusal to accept the incense from the Zhao family, so the blame falls on him."
It was an unintentional remark from a lady in the crowd that made Mrs. Zhao faint from anger.
For those who fear the gods, this matter is very important.