"Sister, look, that's the green peony."
Chen Ya was so excited that she almost lost her manners and kept pulling Chen Xiu's sleeve and yelling.
Fortunately, they were only accompanied by two maids and no other guests, otherwise they would be criticized by the ancestral home when they returned.
It was no wonder she was so excited. Green peony was a rare treasure in the chrysanthemum family. She had only seen it in paintings because her grandfather loved chrysanthemums and collected many varieties. If there were some varieties that he had not collected, he would pay a lot of money to have someone paint a picture and hang it in the study.
If grandpa knew that there were so many chrysanthemums in the general's mansion, he would probably climb over the wall to come in and take a look.
Chen Xiu was older and more stable after all. She looked carefully at the green peony, which was as green as jade, and it was indeed very dazzling.
"Look, sister." Chen Xiu pointed to a patch of light yellow flowers over there and said, "That's West Lake Willow Moon. We only have two plates at home. Look at how many there are over there. There should be no less than twenty pots."
Chen Xiu pointed to another place: "That one is the phoenix flapping its wings, that one is a ten-foot-long curtain, that one is a red dress and a green skirt, and that one..."
Chen Ya opened her mouth slightly. She had heard of these chrysanthemums to some extent. It was just because her grandfather liked chrysanthemums. The descendants of the family catered to their preferences and understood a little bit.
What she didn't expect was that in Jiangjun, these precious species that her grandfather treated like treasures were piled up so wantonly, as if they were not taken seriously at all.
It seemed that in the eyes of the general's wife, these were just pots of chrysanthemums. She didn't think this one was valuable, and she didn't think that one was ordinary.
Soon, the women who were admiring the flowers in the yard walked into the flower hall, surrounded by jewels, flowers, and laughter.
Someone asked quietly, "Why haven't we seen the general's wife?"
"Yeah, the banquet is about to start, why hasn't the general's wife appeared yet?" another person also muttered.
A lady with hair full of pearls and jade, holding a handkerchief to cover her lips, smiled and said, "Perhaps our status and position are not high enough for the general's wife to come out and entertain us."
She was born in a low-class family. Because of her beauty, she became the concubine of the second son of the Gao family. She thought she was superior to others, and her words were full of petty sarcasm. But she didn't realize it and always thought she was very good at speaking.
Everyone didn't want to argue with the third wife of the Gao family, so they just quickly changed the subject.
"I'm sorry to have kept you ladies waiting for so long. Weiyang would like to apologize to everyone here." She spoke in a sweet voice, not loudly, but her voice was clearly heard by every lady and young lady present.
In fact, the sound is so pleasant, like the singing of an oriole or the sound of ice and jade being struck.
Looking up, a girl in a pink silk shirt and red silk skirt walked out from the corridor. The brilliant sunlight filtered through the leaves and shone through the gaps, casting a faint glow on the girl's figure.
The beauty is like a dream, and looks like a fairy.
The person opposite had almost forgotten to breathe, fearing that if he blew even a light breath, the person so close to him would disappear.
This is General Yan's wife? The youngest daughter of the Su family, the Empress's sister, the Emperor's aunt
The delicate face and smiling eyes all reveal a very important message: this is clearly a girl who has not yet reached the age of marriage.
Chen Xiu let out a sigh of relief. Seeing that General Yan's wife looked like this, she seemed to be relieved.
Although she and her sister were both good-looking, they were still far inferior to General Yan's wife.