The Marquis of Nankang set a date to meet with the Crown Prince, and sent Lady Jia Shu to see the eldest princess at Chengfu Temple. The second room was busy inviting the fortune teller, and the second wife was eager to find a very good time for her daughter.
The ladies in each room were very busy, and the girl in Baihua Hall found that Xiliu and Cao Xiwan had fallen out again.
"I must have a fight with Xiliu next time!" Yanzhi shouted angrily. She and Xiliu had just quarreled again.
Cao Xiwan shared his enemy with Kai and nodded with his head: "Let's go together!"
The reason is that Xiliu is not gregarious and refuses to pay honestly.
Even Cao Xiwan refused to hand over fifty cents, and even Cao Xiwan felt that she was too picky. Although she didn't believe in any evil spirits, let alone the evil stars committing driving offenses, it was only fifty cents.
Why don't you pay the money?
There is a reason why Cao Xiwan and Yanzhi have been inseparable these days. The eldest girls in each room have made an appointment to do a small Buddhist ceremony at Chengfu Temple.
It was all because the second wife was afraid that her daughter would not be able to marry her son-in-law, so she listened to the wife of the Su Cai family and asked her son Song Weiren to hire a famous fortune teller.
This fortune teller is not some wild swindler, but an old guest in Duke Li's mansion. He usually doesn't rely on this to make a living, and ordinary people cannot afford to invite him.
That boy Songbi loves to talk about these things: "Yes, it was our Mr. Liu who asked us to make peace. I saw with my own eyes that the Sixth Young Master personally went to give a four-color gift and sealed a red envelope.
The old gentleman said that he was only doing fortune telling for the noble man's marriage. It was just to congratulate him."
When she returned to Baihua Hall, she heard Yanzhi and the others and Mrs. Six's girls getting together and asking, "What are you doing with these hooves? Come on, what do Feng Xiang say?"
"Let's just say that everyone in the house who is of the same generation as the young lady, with the same zodiac sign, four years older and four years younger, will all be against the young lady, and they all have to ask someone to clear things up, so as not to hinder the young lady's life.
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"...Hey, this is incredible." The girls looked at each other.
Cao Xiwan listened to the fortune teller talk about how he was the same age, four years older, and four years younger than Lady Jia Shu. She always felt that he was talking about her?
In fact, she was not optimistic about this marriage. She was looking forward to the blind date but did not fall in love with each other. But she also did not mean to do anything bad.
After all, Lady Jia Shu had biological parents, and they were looking forward to having their daughter become the crown prince's concubine. She thought, it would be fine if Xiliu did Buddhist services together without paying, and then it would be Xiliu who would ruin Lady Jia Shu's life.
This was not said by her, but by the fortune teller hired by the second wife.
The second wife asked Su Cai's wife to check carefully and found that there were quite a few first-class girls in the house who were four years older than the lady. There were also a dozen second-class girls who were four years younger than Lady Jia Shu. The ones of the same age were
There are six.
The second wife was panicked and quickly begged the old lady: "I'll pay for them to go to a Taoist temple or a Buddhist temple. It doesn't matter what, just do something to respect God and Buddha. That'll be fine."
Since the old lady was not her biological grandmother, she felt that her second wife was messing around, but she couldn't stop her.
Mrs. Hou was even more inconvenient to say anything, so she laughed: "I'd rather believe that I have it. My second sister-in-law doesn't need to spend this money. I made dozens of Buddhist sutra bags for my trip last winter. They were embroidered on them.
There are Buddhist scriptures. The old lady’s favorite ones are the Medicine King Sutra and the Avatamsaka Sutra.”
As she said that, she looked at Cao Xiwan who was standing next to her. She went to Shunyifang to handle this matter.
Lou Shuluan discussed with the second wife, "The bags of Buddhist scriptures were not touched. Let each of them embroider their names and birthdays one by one, and then send a woman to take them all and burn them in front of the Buddha in King Chengfu.
Isn’t it just right?”
The second wife was overjoyed when she heard this, and the old lady also thought it was to her liking, nodded, and said, "Let's just go Xiaowan. She also has a few stacks of Buddhist scriptures copied there. Those who pray for my longevity may as well burn them together."
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Everyone was happy for a while.
The horses and carriages are rolling, the autumn breeze is refreshing, and the sweet-scented osmanthus is fragrant along the way. It is a good time at the turn of summer and autumn when the weather is neither cold nor hot.
Madam and ladies, we went out in the car to go to the temple.
Passing by Zijin Temple, we stopped to have tea.
The master of Lichen Temple hurriedly came out to greet him.
The girls were sitting in the car at the back, secretly planning to go out with their masters to play in the autumn. They wanted to burn scripture packets and join in to do a small Buddhist ritual.
Both she and Yanzhi were involved in this matter.
Qingque and Hualing were the most generous, taking care of all the work of embroidering names and birthdays. They didn't come to the temple on the first day. Even Xiliu didn't argue with Yanzhi. Anyway, she also had a share of the Buddhist scripture bag, so she didn't need it.
She works.
In the evening, Cao Xiwan took more than twenty sutra bags and burned them in front of the Buddha. The second wife was satisfied and relieved.
Since we would be staying at Chengfu Temple for three or four days, the old lady and the eldest princess were doing Buddhist rituals, so of course the servants had to join in the fun.
Several housekeepers also put together a longevity lamp, not to mention several ladies and ladies who started practicing Buddhism.
The eldest girls in each room agreed that each person would pay fifty cents to burn the old lady's birthday lantern for ten days. They should do it decently. For the fifty cents, Yanzhi felt that Xiliu would not pay, and the wife's house had no dignity.
, the older girls endured their anger and agreed to share Xiliu's share. Cao Xiwan refused to pay for it, so she had no choice but to be given the job of making incense bags.
Wenxue said: "Do you do it?"
"Really let me do it?" Someone actually took a fancy to her needlework. Cao Xiwan felt that she was an outstanding person as a yamen servant, and as a maid in the inner house, she was able to get ahead with her true skills. She had dignity.
She didn't even go to Seifuku Temple the next day and stayed alone in the house. She sat seriously outside the east chamber and did embroidery work, which was rare.
But some people didn't like her and wouldn't let her do it.
As soon as the Hou Ye lifted the curtain and walked in, he only looked at her and smiled in surprise: "What's going on?"
"Hey, the Marquis is not in the temple?"
She was also surprised. The Crown Prince of Qin went to Chengfu Temple, of course, not to see the beautiful lady, but definitely to see the Marquis.
"What am I going to do?" Song Chengming smiled lightly, sat down on the couch and leaned on it, "Yesterday, he asked me if there were puppets under my command."
"..." She was slightly startled and glanced at Song Chengming. Was he talking about Liancheng's men? A group of confidants that even she didn't know much about. She cautiously didn't ask and buried herself in sewing.
"How should I answer you?" Mr. Hou raised his hand and tugged on the hem of her skirt. She frowned and looked at Song Chengming.
"Purple Bamboo Forest." she asked.
Nankang Hou stared at her for a long time, and then slowly said: "...Lou Shuluan."
She thought that it was the real Marquis who might have been doing something in his wife's room after having some wine.
She originally thought that this girl Wenxue was ninety-nine times a spy. She deliberately left her in the Marquis' Mansion to do needlework.
Is she still afraid of traps? She wants to see if there are any monsters or monsters.
But it seems to be just the order of the Marquis? Wen Xue is obviously the lady’s confidant, but she actually listens to the Marquis?
She was too lazy to pay attention to Song Chengming.
"You were not like this before." Nankang Hou held his forehead and leaned on the armrest of the couch.
She sits on the other side.
"..." Her heart sank. She could tell that his voice had changed.
She put down the needle and thread in her hand and turned to look at Nankang Hou.
When he came back from outside, he also changed his clothes, snow gauze clothes and snow gauze trousers, with handsome features and starry eyes. Under the cool shadow of the heavy green curtains, he seemed to be different from usual, missing three points of majesty.
More romantic and suave.
He looked at her with a smile.
She put the needle and money basket aside, stood up, walked a few steps, and looked down at him.
This person is not the Marquis of Nankang.
"...Is that you?" she asked.
"What?" he asked, still leaning on the couch. He picked up a round fan in his hand and fanned it slowly. "There is a new house behind Prince Qin's palace. Do you want to move there?"
"...That's where the Marquis lives in his outer room."
"Outdoor...will you come in and be my concubine in a while?" He stopped holding the fan in his hand, threw it aside, and stared at her.