Chapter 22 casting the net 2

Xia Mengning withdrew her hand, put down the curtain of the sedan chair, and said to Zhulian beside her, "I feel very tired after climbing the mountain. Let's squint for a while." Zhulian took the cushion and put it behind her. Xia Mengning pretended to sleep and occasionally raised her eyes to look at Xin's mother opposite.

She has no power and no backer in this Prime Minister's mansion. Fang's mother and daughter regard themselves as a thorn in their eyes. Her father is just a famous decoration. As for her grandmother, Xia Mengning thought that she may just want to find someone to counterbalance Fang's arrogance. Those aunts and concubines are even more unpredictable and nothing. What you can rely on, the only thing left is to save yourself.

Xia Mengning leaned against the shaking carriage and kept thinking, not only herself, but also the fourth aunt. If she was still firmly pinched by the Fang family like in her previous life, the consequences would be the same as in her previous life. The woman always had to marry, but who she married was related to what was different in her life. After thinking about it, I don't know many people, but this eldest Sun Yun is really the most suitable, so there is the scene just now.

The eldest grandson Yun is the son of the King of Dingxi, the king of Dingxi and the mother of the current emperor. This eldest grandson Yun is the most favored person in front of the emperor, even a few princes, which is not as famous as his reputation.

Xia Mengning remembered that in the previous life, the emperor abolished the prince because of corruption and bribery, and changed the eldest grandson Mo who made contributions. The son of the king of Dingxi was also involved in the case at that time, but he was changed by the emperor. Overnight, all the evidence against Changsun Yun disappeared, and Changsun Yun escaped.

Now think about it, if it hadn't been for the emperor's will at that time, how could the people below dare to easily intervene in such a shocking case?

Changsun Yun is a reliable person. If he marries him, it is naturally good to be a main room, but even if he is a side room, he will have the ability to improve the life of himself and his aunt.

Xia Mengning thought for a moment and made up her mind. Now, she has to test the attitude of the eldest Sun Yun.

Thinking about the countermeasures, Xia Mengning then let herself sleep leisurely. The carriage swaying back to the Prime Minister's mansion. Zhulian gently shook Xia Mengning's arm, "Miss, wake up, we're here."

Xia Mengning opened her eyes and held her forehead weakly. "Go down."

The three of them got out of the carriage. Xia Mengning put on her gauze hat. Zhulian helped her slowly walk into the house. The little man over there had already gone in and reported to Xia Chuanyuan. As soon as Xia Mengning walked in, she saw Xia Chuanyuan's hurried figure.

"I've seen the son of the King of Dingxi." Xia Chuanyuan's face was full of smiles. He was particularly welcome to this son, who had never made friends with court officials. Indeed, Changsun Yun was unruly. There were indeed many officials in the court who wanted to make friends with him. After all, he was the emperor's favorite person, but this Changsun Yun never bought their debts, which made many people who wanted to flatter him hang. Brain.

The last time something happened suddenly, Xia Chuanyuan didn't have time to be happy. This time, he took the initiative to come to the door. Xia Chuanyuan's excited eyebrows were raised to the sky, thinking that if the son of this world was willing to stand on the same front with him, he would have a strong tree to rely on.

"The prince came to the humble house today. Why didn't you send someone to inform him? The old minister can also prepare a banquet for the prince."

Changsun Yun looked at Xia Chuanyuan in front of him and didn't get out of what had just happened just now. He just said casually, "Today, I went to Jingming Temple to pray for the emperor. I happened to meet the third lady of the Prime Minister. I wanted to come on the way, so I sent her back."

Xia Mengning came over and said, "I've seen my father."

Xia Chuanyuan is a sensible person. He heard the doorway at a glance. He looked at Xia Mengning, who was supported by Zhulian. Although she was wearing a gauze hat, it was still difficult to hide his beautiful temperament. The prince of the West had not yet married. If Ning'er pleases him, it would be a great blessing to be accepted as a side room by the prince. Unfortunately, her concubine came out. Identity can only be a side room. If Xier... Xia Chuanyuan thinks about it, he can't help but be happy.

Changsun Yun looked at Xia Mengning and coughed unnaturally, "If the Prime Minister is pleasing to the face, how about inviting me in for a cup of tea? I heard that there is a wonderful Wufeng silver needle in the Prime Minister's house. I don't know if I can taste it today?"

Xia Chuanyuan hurriedly smiled and nodded repeatedly, "The prince has a cup of face. The old minister can't refuse, so please?" Changsun Yun followed Xia Chuanyuan forward, took a few steps and turned his head to look at Xia Mengning behind him. The latter was looking at his back thoughtfully. The two eyes were staggered. Xia Mengning hurriedly lowered his head, but Changsun Yun laughed. He only felt that Yi Ren blushed, which made people so happy.

Xia Chuanyuan smiled and said, "The prince seems to be in a good mood. Is it the emperor..."

This old man! Changsun Yun scolded in his heart that he wanted to know the emperor's affairs through himself. He thought it was beautiful!

Changsun Yun smiled and took Xia Chuanyuan's shoulder as if he was close to him. "Xia Cheng is worried about national affairs. He doesn't even let go of the time when I come to the house to ask for a cup of tea in person. One day, I will definitely ask Uncle Huang Mingjian to add you to the title, so that you can become a model for everyone in the court to learn, okay, Minister Xia Cheng?"

Xia Chuanyuan was sweated by the words of Changsun Yun. Today, the emperor hates this party for personal gain. If the emperor knows about it...

Changsun Yun saw his mind, despised in his heart, but advised him kindly, "Don't worry, Minister Xia Cheng. Uncle Huang loves me and knows that my nature will not blame you, but if you don't drink the Wufeng silver needle for me today, then I may not say anything."

Xia Chuanyuan bowed hurriedly and said, "What did the son say? Let's go there to listen to the rain table first. People will be delivered quickly under the silver needle of Wufeng."

Changsun Yun smiled and followed Xia Chuanyuan to the rain platform.

Xia Mengning returned to Zhuzhi Garden and was about to enter the inner room when she suddenly stopped and smiled at Xin's mother behind her and said, "Xin's mother has been tired for a day. Go down and have a rest."

Xin's mother looked pale. She was sent by the old lady to be her close mother. Why didn't she even let her enter the inner room? At that time, she said coldly, "Miss San is tired. I'm afraid that Zhulian can't serve alone. Although the old slave is old, even the old lady praises the waiter. The third lady will let the old slave help you."

With that, he didn't care and wanted to enter the inner room.

Xia Mengning stretched out her hand and stopped Xin's mother outside lightly. This was to suppress herself with the old lady. Xia Mengning sneered. If she could ask you to come over, she would naturally have a way for you to use it for herself.

"I'm afraid Xin's mother is confused. I don't like idle people waiting to enter and out of my boudoir. If you say that your grandmother praises you, I will ask my grandmother. This slave who doesn't listen to the master's orders to break into the master's inner room is a good slave!"

The last sentence was strict and upright. Xin's mother was shocked. Xia Mengning withdrew her hand and whispered to Xin's mother, "Mother Xin, don't forget that I can ask you from your grandmother, and then I can send you back. If you have those pickled ideas in your heart, you will be taken away. It's hard to protect your life."

After saying that, Xia Mengning smiled and shouted to the outside, "Jiu'er." Jiu'er trotted all the way in, "Miss San, what's the matter?"

Xia Mengning brushed her hand and said, "This is the new mother Xin. Go and arrange a place for her. Xin's mother is sent by her grandmother. Don't neglect her." After saying that, he held Zhulian into the inner room. First, he took a bath. Xia Mengning sat on the small couch. Zhulian brought a bowl of clear lotus dew. Xia Mengning scooped it and drank it. She said, "Auntie Hui quality orchid heart. This midsummer lotus leaf dew with lotus root powder is very refreshing to drink."

Zhulian came over and looked at the door curtain with some worry, and said to Xia Mengning, "Why can't the third lady be so calm today? Xin's mother, but the old lady sent it, if she goes to the old lady to speak ill of you..."

Xia Mengning shook her head, "I used to please her because I didn't have a backer in this house. I just wanted to rely on my grandmother's power, but today I thought of a better way. Naturally, I don't need to smile in front of them."

After drinking a bowl, Xia Mengning handed the bowl to Zhulian, got up and walked to the dressing table. The woman's beautiful face was reflected in the mirror. Although she was only a 13-year-old little appearance, it was difficult to remove her eyes.

Looking at the person in the mirror, Xia Mengning said slowly, "Zhulian, what do you think is the greatest happiness in a woman's life?"

Zhulian looked at Xia Mengning and said, "Of course, I am looking for a good husband and live a stable life." Xia Mengning nodded, took out a cyan hairpin engraved with magnolia flowers from the box, stroked the fringe hanging from the hairpin with her bare hands, and looked at the person behind her from the mirror, "Zhulian, what do you think of the prince of Dingxi?"

Zhu Lian looked at Xia Mengning in surprise, "Miss..."

Xia Mengning smiled and said, "Although the prince is not the prince, he is more important than the prince. Today, I see that his behavior is a dragon and phoenix among people."

Zhu Lian came forward and whispered, "Miss wants to..."

Xia Mengning nodded, "Now there is no other way. I want to save the lives of myself and my aunt, and I also need to strive for more glory to protect the stability of my descendants. Sooner or later, a woman will get married. Instead of handing over my marriage to the fake Fang, it's better for me to fight for myself and my aunt."

Zhulian was a little worried, "Miss, in terms of status, is it too wronged to be a concubine?"

Xia Mengning shook her head and said, "Will I be a concubine? As long as I look at the attitude of the prince to me, if he wants me to be the main room, I'm afraid even the emperor will not object. My father is only in the previous dynasty and his own official position. If I can sit in the seat of the concubine of the King Dingxi, I'm afraid it will be too late to be happy."

With that, he carefully drew the distant eyebrows and said to Zhulian, "Do you see today's father's attitude? The son is still in the house. The ones below are not fuel-efficient lamps. They must have dressed up and sent yourself away. Zhulian, go and open my box."

Xia Mengning stood up. Zhulian hurriedly opened the suitcase. Xia Mengning looked carefully and laughed softly, "I'm afraid these are all old clothes that I didn't wear a few years ago. My direct mother really loves me."

Xia Mengning looked over one by one, picked up a sky blue skirt and a one-colored coat, rolled up half of her hair behind her head, and half of the green silk poured down on her shoulders like a waterfall. She picked up the magnolia hairpin on the table and lightly decorated it in her hair.

Zhulian couldn't help praising, "Miss Sheng's good appearance is beautiful no matter how you look at it."

Xia Mengning put on a lotus-colored pair of horse coat. After looking at it carefully, she took out a pair of white bead earrings from the box and put them on.

Zhulian asked, "Miss, shall we go too?"

Xia Mengning smiled and said, "It's a self-degrading identity to rush up. Then Xia Mengxi is still in the period of confinement. Fang must have forgotten this. We are waiting here. It's not too late for someone to pass it." Xia Mengning sat on the embroidered stool beside her. She was gambling that the eldest Sun Yun had a good impression on her.