"It's kind of interesting. At this time, the Feng family sent people to pay attention to that one. In this way, people outside would know that there is such a young master in the mansion. That one has kept him in the cold The backyard fends for itself, with such a commotion at this time, with her face... "
Thinking of this, Aunt Mei cheered up.
"Ruyi, prepare a gift and send it to Jiaochi Garden. I really want to see what kind of posture that lady, who is so good in every way, will appear now."
When Ruyi and Mrs. Zhou heard this, they hurried down to get ready.
In the same way, in the backyard of the chief's house in Hou Ye's mansion, several other aunts also heard about this incident one after another. Everyone will laugh. "Now it's a little bit interesting. The one in front of me has gained a reputation for being virtuous all these years. It just so happened that today the guard of the capital brought the sons from the barracks to give gifts and visit this nephew who has been neglected for a long time. , so that the lady's reputation..."
Many old people actually know a thing or two about the affairs in Hou Ye's mansion. Although Mrs. Ping seems to be in a slightly higher position, she is just a Mrs. Ping who has been helped by the Lord Hou these years because of the situation.
They have had children for so many years, and they don't even give the throne of a decent Mrs. Hou Ye. It can be seen that he is just a person who has occupied his position.
The aunts in each house and courtyard are not the masters of security. At this time, when I heard about the movement of Jiaochi Garden, I couldn't sit still.
Ever since, they each sent someone to give gifts to express their love for the ninth son.
Not only the aunts in the long house gave gifts like this, but even the grandmas in each house and courtyard changed their complexions slightly after hearing about it.
"Hey, the direction of the wind seems to have changed."
"Well, for so many years, the one in Jiaochiyuan has been letting go, but now, people from the Feng family have come to visit."
"As much as Hou Ye loved that lady back then, he hates the one in Jiaochi Garden as much. But, to be honest, she is still a father-son relationship. If that's the case, let's show it off."
And more people are thinking, isn't your Mrs. Ping very popular recently, the ancestors care about you, and your natal family is becoming more and more powerful. However, for what you are doing now, Lord Hou may like you. The more I went to see the people in Jiaochi Garden, the more people outside said different things.
Many people think that Mrs. Ping is a face-saving person who wants to pretend to be virtuous, but now there is a vacant son in Jiaochi Garden who is left out in the cold... Will this reputation affect Mrs. Ping
The wives of each house, who were happy to see jokes, all began to express their deepest love for the ninth son at this time. As a result, no matter it was relics, various snacks, or all kinds of fabrics, they were all delivered.
For a while, Xiao Qi, who is usually idle, was so busy that he didn't touch the ground.
Just the maids and women who received gifts from each room were busy flying.
However, what shocked everyone who came to give gifts and the Feng family was that the young master, who was only a few years old, was able to deal with others calmly.
Judging by his cold temper, he is methodical, he treats people and talks, and it doesn't make people feel that this is a young master who has been neglected. Judging by his demeanor and appearance, one would think that this person must be a well-educated noble son of an aristocratic family.
"Fifth grandma, you don't know, that bearing, that leading style, really doesn't look like a person who has been left behind in the cold. I see, as long as this person is given a little guidance, I am afraid that he is also a character Woolen cloth."
After hearing this, Grandma Fifth frowned slightly. In the end, he smiled relievedly, "That's great. From time to time, I send some gifts to express my aunt's love. I really want to see how such a young master can be here at this moment." How far is it in the grandfather's house?"
In the second lady's courtyard, after learning about Murong Xiude's latest situation, the second lady stopped drawing, "This is a small matter, you can just watch it and do it, don't report it to me."
"Madam Ping, let me see how you want to explain to Lord Hou. Come here and send fifty taels of silver to the ninth son." The third lady is the most proud one. Actually send real money. You know, in this backyard, for the younger generation, at most it is to express love and care. However, the third wife's natal family is a big salt merchant, and it is not uncommon to be able to give money.
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Deputy Feng, who had been standing by the side all the time, took a look at all the people in the mansion. Similarly, he was also secretly surprised after seeing all the performances of his nephew.
Calm and calm, yet elegant and extraordinary.
When those people go, talk to him, hear strings and bosom friends, don't feel any effort at all.
Thinking about his eight-year-old child at home, he was still like a cute child, and he shook his head innocently.
But the one in front of him, if it wasn't for his childlike voice, I really doubt that he is an adult.
"It turns out that it is reasonable for the old man to ask me to visit him personally. Who can guarantee such a child, he has always been Wu Xia Ameng."
After realizing this point, Feng Qinglang valued this nephew even more.
The original visit, also came to the approaching lunch before stepping away.
When the Jiaochi garden quieted down, Xiaoqi collapsed on the chair and panted heavily.
"It's exhausting, but my son, will we be much better in the future?"
Looking at the various gifts piled up on the table, Xiao Qi didn't feel tired again.
Murong Xiude solemnly put away the fifty taels of silver.
"I'm afraid that the scene where there are only the two of us will no longer exist. However, it doesn't matter if people come, I will also take them back for use."
Xiao Qi, who was still counting all kinds of gifts, looked up, "Master?"
Murong Xiude smiled slightly, without the slightest complacency.
"Xiaoqi, this is just the beginning, our road is still long."
Seeing the young master's calm expression, Xiao Qi suddenly felt that she was still too restless. It's just some small things, how could he be so excited now.
"My lord, do you mean that Mrs. Ping will send someone to take care of you?"
"Yes." Murong Xiude got up and picked up the book again.
"Xiao Qi, cheer up, we still have a long way to go."
Frightened by the young master's serious face, Xiao Qi quickly corrected his posture.
Poor son, it seems, is still very troublesome.
"Oh, I don't know, what's going on with my young lady over there, I can't talk to her about anything."
Mentioning Miss Sister, Murong Xiude's cold eyes also softened. Young lady, give me some more time, and I will make sure that you will not be disturbed again.
This time when the Feng family came to visit Murong Xiude, the most annoyed and anxious person was Mrs. Ping, who lived in the house.
She deeply regretted that she should have listened to the nanny's advice and treated the child well. Well now, she is not good to the child, not good, and not at all. So after hearing the news, the head of the house didn't pay any attention, and just kept sulking in the room... However, after thinking about it for a while, Mrs. Ping had a smug look on her face again...