Speaking of the eldest princess, she is the eldest sister of a mother and compatriot of today's saint. She is noble but low-key. After marriage, she respects her husband and son-in-law as a guest, and only has a daughter, the saint, is named Dexin princess. Zhao.
As Cheng Zhao said this, he stretched his head to take a look, only to see the carriage parked there alone. The man in Tsing Yi raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and then looked out the window. The people gathered just now had been scattered, but the carriage was still parked there, but there was a mother who was looking back through the curtain, and the people inside. After listening to another order, the carriage moved slowly.
Cheng Zhao went on to say: "The daughter of the Jiang family has status. The mother Li Jiao is the daughter of the grandfather of the country. She is both talented and beautiful. The son who gave birth is also very literary. But this daughter is famous. He's spoiled and unprovoked, his literary talent is unacceptable, but his temper is not small. Two days ago, he had a fight with the big show of the Lan family and committed suicide by jumping into a lake. No one in Liuzhou city knew about it. In short, No one does not know her."
When Cheng Zhao said it, he had an angry expression on his face, but he didn't know where he came from. The man in Tsing Yi understood all these things he had said. Let's talk about Cheng Zhao and the Jiang family, which have a lot of origin from the previous generation. , It’s just that, at the moment, this origin can only stop at dusty memories.
"You are not a person who likes to talk about the length of people, why are you so uncomfortable at this time?" The man in Tsing Yi finally couldn't help asking.
"It's not that I can't hold back my anger. These were originally told to me by others. Seeing that you are so interested, I will tell you to listen to you, lest you be deceived by people's appearance." Cheng Zhao said that he was filled with righteous indignation. It was he and this woman who met for the first time, and I didn't know what he thought he had a grudge.
"Then I want to thank you. By the way, I don't think it's so good when I drank this sake, but you praised it like something, so I don't know if your vision has changed?"
With Zhou Jinran's pun, Cheng Zhao's face turned red. But he still choked his neck and said: "You are a dignified Young Master Jin. You have a wide range of knowledge about the red wine of the Western Regions and the spirits of the North Xinjiang. You have never seen anything. We have little knowledge. Naturally, we feel good when we meet one." When Zhao was said, he felt that it was not a taste in his heart. He put the wine glass in his hand into his mouth and poured it in. It was just that the drink he had just drank was still delicious. When someone said that, he also felt dull and tasteless.
Chang Daishan! The resounding name is actually a bare stone mountain, and occasionally dusty places are lush and green. Jing'an Temple is located halfway up the Changdai Mountain. Just after the autumn rain, the mountains are covered with mist. From a distance, the Jing'an Temple, located in the fog, is truly like a fairyland.
Yu Lao, who was originally in the carriage, arrived at the gate of the mountain and walked down from the mountain on the road.
Yu Lao, supported by Song Ma, lightly lifted her skirt corner and got off the carriage. The sudden light made Yu Lao unable to open her eyes for a while. She put her slender hand on her forehead, blocking part of the sunlight, her white face, in the afterglow of the setting sun. , Emitting a bright light.
After leaving the outer monk, Yu Lao followed the stone road uphill, wearing a blue corset long skirt, and wearing a scarlet brocade cloak outside, carrying a skirt, and then walking up the stone steps.
When I arrived at Jing’an Temple, there was a group of people who had arranged food, accommodation, and transportation. Recently, there are many Buddhist worshippers, and there are other wives and families in the same yard as Yu Lao. Yu Lao has long been inquiring about it. The other party is a mother and a daughter. It is the wife and daughter of Jinling's four-class ceremonies Zhan Chenglin. Mrs. Zhan's maiden name is Li, who is also a big family in Liuzhou. Because of the illness of the old man Li, the wife and her daughter visited, and now she comes to Jing'an Temple to pray for her father.
Although Yu Lao went to the meeting to be kind to others as ordered by his father, it was naturally also for the sake of making friends with others. After his father returned to Beijing this year, he would stay in Beijing and be hired. If Yu Lao could make one or two friends early, it would be considered to be for the sake of getting along with others. Opened the way in Jinling.
After Yu Lao inquired, she changed clothes and brought Auntie Zhang to visit.
The other party heard that it was the daughter of Jiang Bojun from Liuzhou Zhizhou who asked to see her, so she naturally agreed. Soon Yuluo saw the lady in the guest room.
As soon as he entered the door, Yu Lao saw the carpet covered with golden silk, the chairs were cushioned, and the green glass bottles were placed on the table. It seemed that Zhan Jia was really a big family, and he brought all the things he brought when he went out. , Naturally there will be no less boxes and cages.
Yu Lao just took a look, then lowered his head, not daring to look around, until the introduced maid stopped and reported to him again.
The man walked to the opposite side of Yuluo and said with a smile: "When you get to this place, you are all guests. Why do you have to be courteous!" After Yuluo entered the door, he took Auntie Zhang to give a gift to Mrs. Zhan, "Jiang Jia Yuluo/ My concubine, Zhang, has seen Madam Zhan." Yu Lao squatted down as she said, humbly surprised Madam Zhan.
With just one glance, Yu Lao looked at Madam Zhan thoroughly. Mrs. Zhan was about 30 years old, with unlined eyebrows, Danfeng eyes, and slightly dark skin. She was different from the women who were born and raised in Liuzhou. It is said that her mother is a minority. The nation, as expected, except for the slightly melancholy color in the eyebrows, it can be considered properly maintained.
She was wearing a lotus-colored feather-colored dress with a pair of feathers, her head was made of golden silk Zen wood hairpin, and her hand only wore a jade glass bracelet, and she had no other decorations on her body.
Looking at Yu Lao, who was squatting on the ground, this action sent a girl in a small place like Liuzhou, even if she was a big family in Jinling, some of them couldn't compare with this kind of behavior.
Unexpectedly, this little Liuzhou could hide dragons and crouching tigers like this, so Mrs. Zhan asked the mother beside her to help Yu Lao up, and said with a smile: “I’ve heard of Jiang’s daughter a long time ago, but I’ve been too busy to see each other. I thought that I was so fate, I saw you here."
Mrs. Zhan said that she was given a seat to Yu Lao. After Yu Lao took her seat, she smiled and said: "Mrs. Zhan is a noble person. Although Yu Lao is willing to visit, she is afraid that the nobles are busy."
Mrs. Zhan didn’t expect this little girl to speak so well, so she smiled and said, “It was supposed to go to the meeting, but there was something at home.” She looked at Auntie Zhang and said with a smile: “This sister also listens to the accent. People from Jinling?"
Hearing Mrs. Zhan’s question, Yu Lao glanced at Aunt Zhang from the side of the light, and found that the other party looked at ease, and was not overjoyed by Mrs. Zhan’s mention. We came from Jinling."
Seeing this situation, Mrs. Zhan smiled thoughtfully, and she was given a seat, and then asked: "I heard that you came to worship the eternal lantern for your mother, but you are a filial child." (End of this chapter)