"I heard that the emperor kept you in the palace to give you a banquet again?" Mrs. Jin looked lovingly at this grandson who brought pride and glory to the family: "Why are you back so soon?"
Jin Fengju put down his tea cup and said with a smile: "It's nothing to do originally. The emperor just asked my brother-in-law and me to have a meal with his old man. During the dinner, he praised his brother-in-law a few times and said that today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, a day for family reunion. Let's Let's come back earlier. My brother-in-law is still dragging me to go to his house. If I hadn't said that he should go back and prepare to enter the palace at night, he would have dragged me away. It was so easy to persuade him, shouldn't I just come back quickly? Later, the moon will rise." After saying this, he saw the cakes on Mrs. Jin's table and couldn't help but smile: "Is this an osmanthus cake? It has a refreshing fragrance." As he spoke, he picked up a piece and put it in his mouth. .
"This was brought from your wife's Wanfengxuan. I asked Luo Cui to rush for it once, and then she came back with a plate like this." Old Mrs. Jin said with a smile, but Jin Fengju also laughed and said: "Luo Cui My sister doesn’t know her temperament, so she only wants one plate. I made an agreement with her before to make Osmanthus Cake and send some to the ancestors, so if you ask for more, she will never fail to give it."
After finishing speaking, Jiang Wanying suddenly came forward and said with a smile: "What good food? Look how happy I am eating it. Doesn't it look like he just came back from eating the royal meal? It looks like he came back from the border after a long journey, what are he eating? They all seem delicious. We make sweet-scented osmanthus cake in our yard and at some of my sisters’ places. This morning, I sent two plates to my wife and ancestors. They both agreed that if you like it, I’ll feed you a big plate when I go back. .”
Jin Fengju smiled and said: "Everyone cooks the same taste, and the ones we cook in the courtyard are naturally good. I just feel sorry for the two osmanthus trees in the backyard of my ancestors. I will pick the osmanthus trees from those trees and make cakes someday. It must be very good. OK… "
Before she could finish her sentence, Mrs. Jin spat at her, and she laughed and scolded: "I just ate a little cake from you, and now I have the idea of my two osmanthus trees. The osmanthus trees are blooming just right, I won't allow it." Why did they pick them without waiting for the flowers to fall? I don’t like to see them.”
Jin Fengju smiled and said: "You are really good at planning. You didn't like to see the osmanthus trees being picked in a mess, so you let us pick the osmanthus trees in the yard and make cakes to honor you. Grandpa, you are getting smarter and smarter." "Everyone laughed when he said one sentence, and Mrs. Jin pretended to be angry and said: "What? Isn't it allowed? Do you feel distressed if you honor me with a little cake?"
While they were talking lively, they heard the maid outside say again: "The second master is here." Before he finished speaking, many women in the room stood up and hid in the inner room. However, Mrs. Jiang, Jiang Wanying and other direct relatives did not dodge. When Jin Shi came in, he was an energetic old man with a rather handsome appearance. He must have been a handsome man when he was young. Fu Qiuning watched secretly, thinking that it was no wonder Jinfeng Ju was born so well. It turned out that he had good genes.
But he saw Jin Shi walking in. As soon as he saw Jin Fengju, he said, "I asked you, why don't you go to the front to help me? It turns out you are just hiding here again." As he said that, he said to the old lady, "Rong. The Prince's Mansion has sent a gift. I heard that this time it was Prince Rong who accompanied the princess to choose the gift. The son did not dare to neglect and personally brought the housekeeper here. This is the gift list. I asked my mother to see it. The housekeeper was still outside waiting for his return. "
Mrs. Jin glanced at Jin Fengju and said with a smile: "What have I read? Fengju, read it to me." After saying that, she leaned on the couch. Jin Fengju took the gift list and started reading it, while reading to himself. I couldn't help but be secretly shocked. It turned out that this gift list was more than twice as valuable as it was during the Dragon Boat Festival. No wonder Jin Shi personally brought the butler here, not to mention that Prince Rong personally selected it. Naturally, the Hou family did not dare to neglect the deep affection contained in it.
Fu Qiuning was listening in the corner, but his eyes were looking at Jin Fengju. Thinking about what Jin Ming said just now, he knew in his heart that Prince Rong was relying more and more on this brother-in-law. No wonder the old lady and Jin Shi just looked at Jin Fengju. They also knew in their hearts that the reason why Prince Rong personally chose these heavy gifts was mostly because of Jin Fengju. However, listening to Jin Ming's words, Prince Rong is most proud of his seriousness these days. In this way, he is a little carried away, right
After reading out the gift list, Mrs. Jin personally asked someone to serve tea to the housekeeper of Prince Rong's Mansion, asked a few questions about the princess and her children, and then ordered someone to give a generous reward, and then sent it out Haosheng. Here he said to Jin Fengju: "Okay, you go and help your second uncle with his work, and don't worry about us. After dinner in the evening, you can enjoy the theater and the singing and dancing."
Jin Fengju agreed and went, and Mrs. Jiang asked Jiang Wanying beside her: "Are the opera troupe and singing and dancing ready? Don't ruin the old lady's fun."
Jiang Wanying smiled and said, "It has been prepared for a long time. Don't worry, madam." After saying that, she saw the door curtain opened and a few children walked in. Jin Zangfeng and Jin Zangjiao followed the other children. A stern look flashed in her eyes. , when he saw Jin Zhenyi's triumphant look, he couldn't help but smile in his heart, secretly thinking that it seems that Brother Yi really got the teachings from his mother, but those two bitches were not provoked to do anything. Could it be that they were actually mud? Tuan'er? No, that's obviously not the case. That means Master Fu also taught it? Did she actually see through my plan? How can this be? Master Lian doesn't know yet, how could she know? Whatever, it’s nothing, the fire is not enough, I will just add more slowly.
After a lively dinner, everyone in the room tidied up their clothes and put on brocade cloaks. They followed Mrs. Jin to the Qiuyue Pavilion in the backyard. The Qiuyue Pavilion was prepared for the Mid-Autumn Festival that day. Here you can see the moon. Slowly rising from the back of the mountain, there are flowers, trees and various chrysanthemums below. The breeze blows and the faint fragrance floats. It is really the best place to enjoy the moon.
This was the first time Fu Qiuning came to the backyard of Kangshouyuan, and it was also the first time he climbed up to the Qiuyue Pavilion. Different from ordinary pavilions, this Qiuyue Pavilion was a pavilion built on the middle of a mountain. It occupies a large area and is half sealed. The room is reserved for people to come in late at night to drink and have fun. Half of it is an open pavilion, where you can sit and watch the moon and chrysanthemums. Opposite is the stage, where singing, dancing and opera are performed.
It was already getting late, but the moon had not yet risen. Hundreds of lanterns were hung around the pavilion and stage, making the small backyard look like daylight. The old lady said to Mrs. Jiang: "Let's listen to a few opera songs before the moon comes out. I also like Madam Zhu's songs very much. I asked her to sing a few songs too." Mrs. Jiang one by one Nod in agreement.
This was Fu Qiuning's first time listening to an opera in this era, and she was very curious about what kind of opera would be sung at this time. As expected, as she expected, most people at this time listened to Kun Opera. Maybe Peking Opera had not yet come out. As for Yue Opera and Huangmei Opera, maybe There are still some predecessor minor tunes in the Jiangnan area, but they probably have not developed into a specialized opera.
What was being sung on the stage was "Green Smoke". This Kunqu opera did not exist in Fu Qiuning's era. She was listening in rapt attention when she heard Jin Zangjiao beside her curl her lips and say: "What? Yiyi, a little bit." None of them sound good. It takes a long time to sing a word. How can my mother sing so good?"
Fu Qiuning was shocked. Jin Fengju was sitting between Mrs. Jiang and the old lady at this time. According to his position, he sat next to Mrs. Jiang. Jiang Wanying was an equal wife. According to the rules, she could only sit under her. She I was very uneasy, but I didn't expect my daughter to say such fatal words. What if the fatal one heard this? With his curious temperament, how could he not ask to the end
Fortunately, Jin Fengju didn't seem to hear these words. He was concentrating on the opera on the stage, and he seemed to like listening to operas. Fu Qiuning just breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Jiang Wanying next to her chuckle and said leisurely: "What? So it turns out that my sister can also sing? From what Sister Jiao just said, not only can my sister do it, but she can also sing very well."
The sound was neither loud nor small nor light nor heavy, and it was enough for more than a dozen people around to hear it. Suddenly, many eyes converged on Fu Qiuning's face. She was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole in the ground and crawl into it. At this time, Jin Zangjiao seemed to know that she was in trouble, and she lowered her head and did not dare to say anything again.
"My sister is joking, how can I sing these? It's just because they didn't sleep when they were young, so I sang some random songs to make them sleep. Now I don't even sing this very much, but who knows, they will remember it." I secretly complained in my heart. , but on the surface he is still the same calm and gentle person. In terms of determination alone, Fu Qiuning is a good match for Jin Fengju.
"Why should my sister be modest and hide her clumsiness? Since she is good at it, why not sing a song to cheer her up? It just so happens that our ancestors also loved to listen to operas. In ancient times, people who entertained relatives with colorful clothes were known as the twenty-four filial piety. Could it be that my sister is not even willing to do this? It can be seen that the daily filial piety to the ancestors is also a lie?" Jiang Wanying pressed forward step by step, joking, she finally caught such an opportunity to humiliate Fu Qiuning and make everyone despise her, could she let it go easily
"It's not unfilial, it's just because I'm not good at it and I don't want to show my embarrassment, so as not to taint the ears of my ancestors." Fu Qiuning's hands under the table have been clenched into fists, but she is trying to remain calm and indifferent on her face. She understands that the more this kind of When the time comes, the less likely you are to be messy.
"Sister, why do you have to be so rigid? Even if you don't sing well, it will only make the ancestors smile..." Jiang Wanying wanted to press her again, but Jin Fengju said calmly: "That's all, Qiu Ning is the daughter of the prince of Zhenjiang, how can she study opera? Wanying, please stop forcing her."