"She's just a concubine, why can't she learn opera?" Mrs. Xu snorted coldly, but Jin Fengju looked at her with a sinister look and said calmly: "Really? So your third sister also learns opera in the mansion. Have you ever done opera? Then why not invite her to sing at the house one day? Or should she only sing for the people in the husband's family? Next time I go to Mr. Jia's house, I want to listen to it carefully. "
Aunt Xu's face turned red after saying this, and she murmured: "Of course my sister can't sing opera. I thought... I thought grandma said that she might have learned some opera from others when she stayed in the village. Since I don't like to hear it, I just That's all." After saying that, he looked pitiful and looked at Jin Fengju's face carefully.
Jin Fengju snorted, but he didn't make it too difficult for her. Looking at her grandson's face, Mrs. Jin became more and more aware. She smiled secretly and said: "Fengju, Fengju, it seems that Mrs. Fu's status in your heart is indeed much higher than I, an old woman, imagined. I will I wanted to see when you would speak to help her out, but I didn't expect it to be so soon. This is good, maybe it has delayed a good show for me. Since Sister Jiao said that about her mother, Mrs. Fu must be really good at singing. It’s a pity, it’s a pity, no, she must sing to me alone someday. Listen, by then, unlike this large public, it won't make her lose her identity.
"It's just that I'm tired of these few plays. It's better to watch some songs and dances instead." Seeing that her son stood up for Fu Qiuning, Mrs. Jiang naturally couldn't say anything more, so she could only mention it lightly and change the topic. The festival was revealed.
So all the tables and chairs on the stage were removed. After a while, the sound of silk and bamboo was heard, and two groups of dancers were seen filing in from both sides of the stage. Their clothes were very gorgeous, and they danced to the music. When the dance reaches its peak, a song suddenly sounds slowly, as if it is coming from Penglai Island through the clouds and across the water. It can really be called the sound of nature.
"Mother, that's Ergouzi's mother." Jin Zangfeng knew that his mother was angry and was thinking of how to talk to her to relieve her anger and save his sister from getting hurt when she returned. Unexpectedly, the singing and dancing came on stage. When he saw the singer sitting on the high platform, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he secretly thought that it was great, and finally there was a topic.
"Er Gouzi's mother? Who is Er Gouzi?" Fu Qiuning asked with some confusion, while looking at the singer on the stage.
"Of course my mother doesn't remember, but we, my brother and my sister, remember clearly that when we were in the laundry room in the backyard, Ergouzi would often bully me and me by claiming that her mother was a high-status singer in the house. Sister, he has grown so big that we were often beaten by him at that time."
Jin Zangfeng deliberately mentioned the incident of being abused as a child. Sure enough, Fu Qiuning's heart softened immediately. He couldn't help but think of the fearful and guarded eyes and the scars on his body when the brother and sister came that day. She sighed faintly and said to the two brothers: "Don't always remember the past. You should be broad-minded. No matter what happened in the past, Ergouzi was just the son of a singing girl, and you two, Now that you have become the young master and young lady in this house, and your father's favorite, there is no need to argue with him, right?"
Jin Zangfeng and Jin Zangjiao nodded in unison. Seeing that her mother didn't look angry, Jin Zangjiao was eager to please Qiu Ning. She quickly said with a smile: "I understand this. My mother often said that it is like a person who is bitten by a dog and cannot turn around to bite him. One mouthful for a dog, right?”
Jin Fengju had been listening attentively to their mother and son's conversation, while unknowingly sipping the apricot blossom white wine from the wine glass in his hand. Hearing Jin Zangjiao's words, he couldn't help but almost spit out a mouthful of wine, but he finally held back because of the crowd. , but couldn't help but cough.
Mrs. Jiang glared at Fu Qiuning, and Fu Qiuning also felt embarrassed. She thought to herself that she really couldn't tell a child everything. He was just a little troublemaker. Well, I usually said so many things, but now you just remember This sentence.
Just as she was thinking about it, she heard Jiang Wanying laugh and say, "What's wrong? You didn't tell any jokes on stage, so why did you choke on your wine?"
Jin Fengju wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, returned to his usual indifference, and said calmly: "It's nothing. I just remembered something and thought it was funny, so I choked on my drink unconsciously. Okay, stop talking and watch the song and dance. I'm here to invite you that day." I don’t know how much effort it took for Madam Zhu to enter the palace, but after all, I can’t sing it more than once a year.”
Mrs. Jiang smiled and said: "That's natural. I heard that Madam Zhu was very famous in Jiangnan back then. Even when the local officials entertained senior officials and imperial envoys in Beijing, they would invite her to sing. If you can invite her to our house, you can It’s not easy anymore. Listen to this singing. Is it possible to hear such good singing anywhere else?”
Jin Zangjiao was dissatisfied and thought that although she sang well, her mother's singing was a thousand times better than hers. After what happened just now, I never dared to say such words again.
But seeing the moon slowly emerging from behind the mountain, Mrs. Jin personally went to the moon offering platform and burned a stick of incense, knelt down and prayed silently. Then Mrs. Jiang, Jin Fengju, Fu Qiuning, Jiang Wanying and others also went to worship the moon. Everyone watched the singing and dancing for a while, and saw the moon rising little by little in the sky, spreading a chill, so Mrs. Jin hurriedly extinguished half of the lanterns, and felt the coldness creeping into her body, so she asked everyone to go into the sealed room. Sitting in the pavilion.
At this time, Fu Qiuning saluted Yingying and said: "Ancestor, it's getting late. I always go to bed early and get up early. I have never stayed up until this time. Seeing that Feng'er and Jiao'er were also sleepy, Wanfengxuan was separated again. It's far away, so I thought it would be better to say goodbye to my ancestors and go to pay my respects to my ancestors someday."
Old Mrs. Jin smiled and said: "Why are you anxious? Right here, if Feng'er and Jiao'er are sleepy, they will fall asleep in my arms. Wanfengxuan is remote, so you don't have to go back tonight, so just rest here. one night."
Fu Qiuning said hurriedly: "My ancestors love me so much and I should not refuse it. However, Feng'er Jiao'er has been used to sleeping on their kang since she was a child. Now she suddenly went to the ancestors' house. She was afraid that she would not be able to sleep on the bed. When the time comes, The ancestors who are crying and tossing and turning cannot be purified, so I thought it would be better to ask them to come back to Wanfengxuan with me."
After hearing what she said, Mrs. Jin couldn't force her to stay, so she had to agree. But Jin Fengju stepped forward and said: "Ancestor, Wanfengxuan is very remote and you have to pass through Yongcui Garden. Why don't you take a few people with your grandson to send the wives back? Otherwise, how can women and children not be afraid?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Mrs. Jiang said: "What you said makes sense. I just asked Jin Ming to take a few boys to escort me. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. The old lady hasn't had enough fun yet, so you left early. If If you come back, I'm afraid you won't be able to come back, right?"
When Jin Fengju saw his mother's words, he knew that he could not contradict her. He looked at the old lady for help, but his grandmother said lovingly: "What your mother said is absolutely right. Let Jin Ming bring more people to escort them back to Wanfengxuan." So the matter was settled. Jin Feng raised her eyes and watched eagerly as Jin Ming led several young men and servants to escort Fu Qiuning away. She knew that she would not be able to escape today and would not be able to hear the woman sing a solo for him.
"Come sit here and talk to me. If you want to see my wife, when can't you do it?" But the old lady called her. Jin Fengju had no choice but to come to the old lady. The daughter-in-law came over. For a while, everyone sat around the pavilion, listening to books and having fun together.
Seeing that no one was paying attention, Jin Fengju approached the old lady and half-complained: "It's fine if others don't know what my grandson is thinking. How can grandma not know about it? Why don't you let me go back with them? It's a good idea for grandma to find out." Let’s find out what kind of opera Qiu Ning can sing? Next time, let her sing alone in front of grandma. It’s better this time. You left me here. You can’t strike while the iron is hot. Who knows how she will deny it in every possible way in the future.”
Old Mrs. Jin snorted and said: "Stop talking nonsense. Who can she deny? How can she deny you? After all, you are also her husband. What's more, I was doing it for her own good just now. I roughly understand what you are thinking. But it was beyond my expectation. Grandson, as the saying goes, if the family manages the country and brings peace to the world, only when the balance of this family is well controlled can you concentrate on serving the country. Now that you have promoted the Fu family, you are already very powerful. Look at those wives and concubines of yours. She looks like she wants to be eaten alive. If you send her back in person tonight and don't even care about the Mid-Autumn Festival, you said it yourself, you are not setting her off again. ?"
Jin Fengju smiled and said: "The ancestor is right, but since the ancestor saw it so clearly, why did he go to Wanfengxuan in person before? I really want to eat sweet potatoes, why don't I just wait here and let her deliver them to me? With such a big fanfare Yes, aren't you afraid of setting yourself on fire for her?"
Mrs. Jin poked her finger on Jin Fengju's forehead and spat: "You little white-eyed wolf, grandma doesn't think about you at all? I thought that since you already have feelings for her, you will have to take her back sooner or later." In the backyard, it doesn't matter if she gets acquainted with the pros and cons first. While I'm still alive, I can still protect her. Otherwise, if you suddenly throw her into this den of tigers and wolves, you won't leave her at a loss. Really? If I get hurt, wouldn’t you be the one who feels bad?"
Jin Fengju was surprised. He didn't even realize the love he had for Fu Qiuning. Although he had already decided that Fu Qiuning would move to the backyard sooner or later, he only thought that she was steady and peaceful and could help him to be a good person in the future. There are jealous and scheming people in the backyard, but they have never thought about having sex as husband and wife, okay? The vows they made that day are still there. He also knew that occasionally his heart would flutter, but he thought it was just a reaction that a normal man and woman would have when they were together, and didn't take it to heart. He felt that Qiu Ning was more ordinary after all, because he had many beautiful wives and concubines. As for tonight, it was to ask the other party about the opera. So when I heard Mrs. Jin say this instead, I couldn't help but be stunned. Then he just smiled and did not argue with the old lady about this matter. He just smiled and said: "Tiger and wolf den? Grandpa, you really know how to say, why did my place become a tiger and wolf den? It's just that the wives and concubines are willing to take some trouble. , this is normal, why did you use the word tiger and wolf den?"