Chapter 146 A moment of anger bury the root of the disaster

The ice and snow in the courtyard of the deep house melted more slowly than in the streets and alleys of the city. In the far Yingtang, there were several red plum hearts planted along the jade steps of the corridor. At this time, there was still a little whiteness. Several maids were holding the pottery urn in their hands, holding their toes, carefully collecting the snow. The snow on these flowers and leaves was sealed in the urn. Buried under peach and plum fragrance, after the warm spring, it is the midsummer, and then it is used to cook tea. The taste is more wonderful and fragrant than ordinary well water.

In the front porch of the hall, there were also five or six little maids dressed in buns sitting in a place talking and laughing in a low voice - several little women were chatting with the eldest princess in the warm pavilion, and there were Linglong and others waiting inside. They only waited outside to serve tea. When they served tea, there was no order to come out for a while, and the maidservants were happy for a while. .

In the corridor on the west side, Mother Song was talking to Dongyu to avoid others. The ancestors and grandchildren whispered, as if they were just chatting, but it was not difficult to see a trace of caution between Dongyu's eyebrows, sometimes whispering, sometimes listening attentively, and sometimes gently nodding.

It turned out that in October last year, Dongyu "striving" an opportunity to follow Sanniang through the palace of Chu. She was selfish - she wanted to have more contact with Yu Erlang, and also achieved her goal. Because she intended to please her, she would have a lot of idle things, such as getting this famous family post. The most pleasing paragraph is to read the history of scriptures and policy theory, and so on. , all told to Yu Zhou, successfully made Yu Zhou remember her name and praised and appreciated her.

There is another harvest. Dongyu "accidentally" found that Erlang in his house seemed to have no intention of Huang Jiangyue, the seventh daughter of Houfu.

First, Yu Erlang was distressed with the birthday gift for Wu Niang. Hou Fu Qi Niang followed the advice and said that she had a book "Record of the Disabled Years" in her hand, which was extremely precious. Wu Niang couldn't put it down. As soon as Yu Erlang heard it, he immediately asked Huang Qiniang to give up love with gold and silver. At that time, Sanniang said coldly that it was the birthday gift given by Ba Niang to Huang Qiniang. It was so precious that Huang Qiniang did not cherish it at all.

Dongyu looked coldly, and Ba Niang did not feel embarrassed. Instead, Erlang changed color and frowned from then on.

Not long after, several little women guessed their fists. Huang Qiniang fell down and was punished to go to the garden to pick a few **. Dongyu looked at Huang Qiniang's front feet before leaving. Erlang followed him out while he was unprepared and quickly followed him. He saw the two people standing and talking from afar. Dongyu did not dare to follow too closely and did not hear them clearly. What are you talking about?

Just look at Erlang, which seems to be a little cramped.

Huang Qiniang's face did not change. After coming back, she still talked and laughed, but Erlang was even more dull.

On that day, Erlang had been a little distracted. During the order, he was repeatedly defeated and almost got drunk.

After returning, Dongyu inquired carefully before he knew that the book "Record of the Remnant Years" was originally found by Erlang and gave it to Ba Niang.

Then he informed Mother Song of this strange matter.

Mother Song immediately speculated that Erlang borrowed the hand of Ba Niang to please Huang Qiniang - although Ba Niang and Erlang are brothers and sisters of a mother compatriots, they have always been estranged. In addition, Aunt Zhang is even more indifference to Ba Niang. Erlang can't give such a precious thing to Ba Niang at all. It must be asked to be transferred to Huang Qiniang.

I didn't expect a concubine to look up to the legitimate daughter of the mansion!

M Mother Song wanted to inform Huang about this matter, but she was still uncertain, so she let Dongyu pay careful attention to it.

"Since I was instructed by my grandmother, I have made friends with Huan'er in Erlang's room. Yesterday, I chatted with her. When I heard that at the Lantern Festival, Erlang specially went to find the seventh mother of Houfu and handed her something to her. The seventh wife of Houfu did not refuse. Erlang has been in a good mood for several days. I thought that this should be the same as Grandma expected that, but the seventh mother of the house can really like Erlang, the son of a concubine? Winter rain is very confusing.

Mother Song curled her lips and said, "The seventh Niang of Houfu may not know Erlang's plan. After all, she is the thirteenth girl, the same size as Wu Niang. How can she care so much?" But I thought about it in my heart. Erlang is like this. There must be Aunt Zhang bewitching behind her. What kind of heart does she have? But it's just to embarrass the Duke's wife. Who doesn't know that the masters of Jianning Houfu look down on the Duke's wife, a common sister. Aunt Zhang thought that her son married the third daughter of the Hou Mansion, and the Duke's wife can no longer hold their mother and son.

No, this matter has to be a reminder to the Duke's wife, but you can't let Aunt Zhang's plan come true - the seventh wife of the Houfu is still ignorant. If you really let Erlang coax Erlang to do something indecent, for the sake of reputation, the third master of Houfu may not compromise.

Mother Song made up her mind and asked the situation in Luqingyuan. I heard that Wu Niang treated Dongyu as before. She was polite and polite, but she was always a little strange. She was not as close as those first-class maids. It was inevitable that she was a little anxious. She only told Dongyu how to please and how to welcome her, and not quarrel with Chun Twilight for leisure. Yu had to rely on her old Jiang to take action to remove those obstacles.

As she was making suggestions for her granddaughter, the oblique light from the corners of Mother Song's eyes saw Grandma Li roll up like a storm of anger. From afar, she could feel the human breath she exuded from her bones. Mother Song's mind tightened and subconsciously stepped forward to stop her. Finally, she successfully blocked Grandma Li under the front steps of the hall. In front of

Quickly raised her eyelids and glanced at Li's tear-stained dark yellow face. Mother Song inevitably wondered - the second lady is not those weak women and children who cry often. If someone dares to wrong her, she will definitely break the other party's heart. Only the second master can "shock" her a little, but now the second The master is still in the government, and he is not at home. Who made the second lady look so wronged?

Doubt flashed in her mind. Mother Song's arms had been spread out, and her face was squeezed with a smile that was not cold or hot, but it happened to be in line with etiquette. She gently prevented Grandma Li from rushing into the room: "Gunning is here. She is really a rare guest. Please follow the old slave to the flower hall and sit down for a while. Rong Laonu reported."

Grandma Li was enthusiastic today. She was not only robbed of Er Niang's marriage, but also was robbed by her daughter. She was suppressed into anger. She also learned that Meizi's fox was pregnant, which was more like adding fuel to the fire. At the same time, she was not used to Mother Song - she was just a more shameless subordinate. , was spoiled with a temper by the eldest princess. What qualifications do you have to do? She pretended to be a lady with a shelf and dared not pay attention to her in-laws - full of anger immediately broke out, "bang" rushed out from the top of her head, raised her arm and slapped her, and threw it on Mother Song's cheek.

Mami Song was originally a martial artist. How could she be beaten by Mami? She only retreated and avoided it lightly.

Grandma Li tried her best, but she flicked an empty flash, almost didn't hurt her waist, was stunned for a short time, and immediately howled: "Well, you old man, how dare you do it to do it!" He bent his sleeve to his arm and raised his paw to Mother Song's face.

Mama Song was in the Duke's mansion, and even the Duke's wife had to give way. No one dared to scratch her face. Even if she had been suppressing her anger, she couldn't help but be a little angry and grabbed Grandma Li's arm: " grandma, please respect yourself."

But she didn't prevent Grandma from splashing. Although her arm was restrained, she raised her foot and kicked Mother Song's kneecap, and kicked Mother Song's legs continuously. There was a steady stream of curses such as "holy slave", "old undead" and "dog thing". If Mother Song's ability, she would not have subdued a shrew. Under the words, she took into account Grandma Li's identity and didn't dare to force her. She was severely kicked a few times, which made Grandma Li break free and pulled out her bun.

Li's arm aside, several little maids were frightened. Dongyu saw that his grandmother was bullied by Grandma Li, a dilapidated household, and rushed forward and hugged Grandma Li's waist: "Grandma is making things difficult for my grandmother. Originally, the old lady talked to the little ladies, and it was time to report it to them."

Grandma Li didn't even pay attention to "Old Ginger". How could she be afraid of this "young ginger"? She grabbed Dongyu's little arm and slapped her around: "Where did the little hooves come from? I dare to bully others with my hands and feet? I really regard myself as the second master. I'm just a cheap seed raised by slaves and maidservants. Look at my bad today. Teach you respect and inferiority. He did not entangle with Mother Song. He slapped Dongyu several times, pulled out the silver hairpin on his head, and poked it straight on Dongyu's mouth.

Dongyu is no better than Mother Song's skills. She can't avoid it. Half of her face was slapped red and swollen. Since she was born, she has never suffered such an insult, coupled with the hot and sharp pain on her face, and she couldn't care about the usual "steady and polite" posture, crying to break her liver.

The dispute in front of the hall was as noisy as a pot of boiling soup, but half a sentence did not enter the warm pavilion in the back/court.

Qiniang was just showing the skill of "ordering tea" learned from Jiang Wei. The little women held their breath. When they saw the bamboo, white foam rose and smoke, and then poured boiling water, the picture of green pine gradually emerged. It lasted for a few breath before dispersing. Not to mention the little women were amazed, even the eldest princess slapped their hands.

"I also said that the seven girl is bragging, and I don't want to really practice this unique skill!"

In addition to exclaiming, Er Niang still did not forget to habitually provoke and glanced at the beautiful scene that she didn't care: "The fifth sister didn't think so. Did she also learn this unique skill? Or is it that the seventh sister is better than you in tea art?

Yijing had originally seen Yu's skills. The last time I saw him "pointed" the picture, which was more complicated and exquisite, which was enough to maintain more than ten breaths. Therefore, when she saw Qi Niang's hand, she was not surprised. She did not surprise her face, but was pinched by Er Niang. She did not quarrel with Er Niang, but smiled at her: "How can I be such a unique skill? Second sister, don't laugh at me."

Qi Niang presented the tea to the eldest princess, and then said humbly, "It's nothing. I've been practicing hard for several months, and I can only point out these simple pictures. On that day, I saw A Weilu's hand. It turned out to be Longfeng Chengxiang, and the duration is beyond my reach."

The eldest princess was slightly puzzled: "This 'tea' method prevailed in the Western Wei Dynasty. It was an elegant art favored by scholars, doctors and nobles, and the people were not popular among the people. In the Ming Dynasty, there were many elegant scholars who were proud of this art. Later, the former Ming Dynasty was destroyed, and the war broke out everywhere, and the world divided the ten countries. At that time, the so-called great The husband's family has also been defeated. This skill has been lost, and no one will know it. I only heard that at present, the Chen family has recorded this skill because of the "Tea Fun" left by the Western Wei family. Some children in the clan may have learned it. The Chen family regards it as an ancestral secret skill, and it is not easy to show it. I didn't expect Miss Jiang to know it.

Qiniang only heard Awei say that this skill was taught to her by Mr. Qinggu, and she didn't know the details. At this time, she laughed and said, "May be that the ancestors of the Jiang family also have books similar to Tea Fun."

Yi Jing also nodded and said, "Although the skill of 'tea ordering' has been lost, it may not have been recorded by the people. Isn't there a method of our predecessors in Muhui Building? We haven't tasted Mr. Wei's 'ancient fried tea', and we still have a lingering mind.

Qiniang hurriedly asked the 'ancient method of fried tea' carefully. When she heard that the salt, pepper, cinnamon, green onion, ginger and orange were added to the tea, she was stunned and smiled for a while. She sympathized with the sisters who had been forced by Mr. Wei and drank such strange taste.

The warm pavilion was talking and laughing and happily. Suddenly, there was a noise outside the carved door. It seemed that someone was dissuaded, and someone was shouting and scolding loudly. Linglong was about to go out to see what was going on, and he heard a door ring, and then a string of people came in.

Grandma Li was naturally the head, who was still wrapped in the big red makeup cloak. Because of the anger in her abdomen, her cheeks were red. While shouting and scolding, she stepped into the room with her arms crossed on her waist, which was very powerful.

Li followed closely by a bunch of maids who couldn't stop them, and Mother Song, who was particularly angry.