Jiang’s mother was startled: “Miss, this is a gift from the master.”
"Take it!" He Jixiang said lightly, so what if it was a gift from the master. She has carried it with her every day for these years and regarded it as a treasure. But no matter how good she is, it can't compare to a hair of Feng Hongluan.
Even though she was a concubine, she was, to put it mildly, a concubine lady, and to put it harshly, she was just a dragster.
I'm afraid her father doesn't even remember giving her a bracelet like this. What's the use of wearing it?
"But miss, this bracelet was made by a craftsman when the eldest lady was still alive. If the master asks about it."
"Why is there so much nonsense? I've been wearing it for so many years and I haven't seen him ask. Go ahead!" He Jixiang's tone was a little impatient, but also a little fierce.
Jiang's mother didn't dare to persuade her, so she could only leave with the vase and bracelet.
Along the way, I felt uneasy. Do I really want to sell this bracelet?
The material of the bracelet is fine jadeite. The emperor gave it to the general after he won the battle. The eldest lady was still alive at that time, so she ordered the craftsman to make a pair of bracelets according to the size of an adult woman's wrist. One of them has a left
One was given to Feng Hongluan, and the other was given to He Jixiang by the general.
On the day of Miss Jixiang's twelfth birthday, she wore this bracelet. The general liked it very much when he saw it and missed her. Since then, the miss has never taken it off, just to please the general, but she hasn't seen it in these years.
No matter how much the general paid attention to this bracelet, but the general did not pay attention, it does not mean that the general did not know about this bracelet.
What should I do if the general smells something one day?
With a sad face on his face, Jiang's mother left the house and stood at the door of the mansion. She thought over and over again and felt that she should come back to persuade He Jixiang. Just then, she turned around when a carriage suddenly came speeding up. Jiang's mother was old and slow to react.
As the carriage approached, she hurriedly dodged, but it was too late. The blue and white crane and deer cattail vase she was holding in her hand fell to the ground and shattered to pieces.
Seeing that the carriage seemed to have hit someone, it fled in a hurry, leaving my mother alone, looking at the broken vase on the ground, her face as pale as paper.
"What should I do? What should I do? I can't afford to pay for this vase even if it's worth my lifetime salary. What should I do?"
She was sweating profusely and her eyes were red. She was like an ant on a hot pot, constantly circling around the debris.
"Go back and tell the lady? The lady will definitely ask me to accompany her. Apart from my life, what else can I have to pay for? All the money I have earned over the years has been taken back to my parents' family for relief. What should I do?"
She was about to cry. In panic, she clenched her hand, but she felt something in her hand. When she saw it, it was the jade bracelet.
Looking at the bracelet, she thought about it for half an hour. Finally, she had no choice.
"That's all we can do now. The young lady lives in seclusion and doesn't know the value of these things. I'm afraid she won't be able to notice if I falsely quote a price."
Jiang's mother originally wanted to go back and persuade the lady not to sell the bracelet, but now that the fire broke out and the vase was broken, she could only pray that the bracelet would be sold at a good price, and that one thing would be worth two.
She hurriedly picked up the pieces and threw them into the moat. She held the bracelet tightly and went to the largest pawnshop in the city, Qianzi Old Pawnshop.
*
On December 18th, Feng Mansion returned to its previous peace. Everything seemed peaceful and everything seemed to have passed. But on the surface, how could you believe that Feng Hongluan was busy and secretly checking the whereabouts of the money in the ledger these days.
However, he checked it, but there was no cling to the club, and she couldn't ask Dong's. Where did the money spent? This matter was temporarily put on it.
In calculating the time, Ling Che seems to have entered the jail for more than half a month. During the maple, he did not visit him once, but when he heard his father, Ling Che would definitely release it.
For Ling Che's lightly, these days, Mrs. Ling came to visit several times. Feng Hongyu and Fengcheng both adopted an consent and avoided seeing it. Mrs. Ling had closed the door several times.
I haven't come again.
As for King Jin, carefully calculating the day, it seems that at the time of the Taiguan Temple that day, I have never seen you again.
It does not exist.
On this day, she even had a dream about Jin Wang. In his dream, he was wearing a festive big red robe, a huge silk flower in his hand, and one end of the silk flower, which was involved in the hands of King Jin, but the other end pulled
The woman who is in charge is very strange. Feng Hongyu worked hard to see the face of the other party, but under the burden of bead curtains, the woman's face could not be seen clearly.
Very gentle look.
In the dream, she stood on the candy, and was actually a witness, singing loudly: "One worship the world, two worship Gao Tang, the couple worship, and send it into the cave."
The sound of being pushed into the door was awakened. After waking up, she felt very interesting. She actually became the witness of the King of Jin, and she laughed.
"Miss, do you have a dream?" Liuxiang held the water basin and laughed.
"Isn't it!" Beautiful? Beauty is not beautiful, but it is very happy with music.
"That's the dream of the lady's dream!" Liuxiang was not so afraid of Feng Hongyu recently. Although it was not as lively and cute as before, she was no longer stubborn. Between words, it was a little more playful.
Feng Hongyu made a anger: "You know, just good girl, so noisy to be so noisy."
Li Xiang smiled and broke the salt water: "Miss's mouth, slavery came to wake Miss so early, naturally something is wrong, lady, there are people waiting for the lady in the back door."
Liuxiang lowered the sound.
Feng Hongyu's color inadvertently, it will not be a dream at night, this person will come.
"Who!"
She asked casually, and it doesn't matter.
Li Xiang's girl is also excited, seeing through her mind: "Who the lady dreams, who comes."
With a blushing face, Feng Hongyu beaten with a punch: "Dead girl, poor mouth, why did he come?"
"The slaves were not asked, but when they went out all morning, a paper group fell at the foot of the slave. The slaves picked up and looked at it."