(Today there is a longer review plus update!)
Mrs. Jing'an smiled, and patted Miaozhen's slender hands, "A girl beside me is the most thoughtful girl. Miaozhen, you are seventeen this year, what do you think? You can't live by my side forever."
Upon hearing Mrs. Jing'an's words, Miaozhen was stunned, bit her lips and said: "Madam, Miaozhen has been by your side to serve you."
"What nonsense are you talking about? My daughter's family always wants to get married. How can she spend her whole life by my side? If this is the case, the nanny will be so sad."
Miaozhen is the youngest daughter of Mrs. Jing'an's nanny. She served Mrs. Jing'an when she was ten years old. A few years ago, Mrs. Jing'an's nanny passed away due to illness. Before leaving, she asked Mrs. Jing'an to take care of Gu Miaozhen. one two.
Besides, Miaozhen is a sensible and careful girl, and Mrs. Jing Anbo is even more willing to protect her.
Miaozhen's eyes became watery in an instant, she raised her head and glanced shyly at Mrs. Jing Anbo, and then said in a low voice, "Ma'am, Miaozhen has nothing else to ask but not to marry out of the house, and to be married after marriage." I can serve by Madam's side."
Mrs. Jing Anbo stared at the girl she had grown up with, and thought a lot in her mind. Those suitable candidates emerged one by one in her mind, but she crossed them all in the end.
Two years ago, the second son of the chief housekeeper of the outer court was suitable, and that boy was also clever in handling affairs. Unfortunately, he already married a wife last year. Otherwise, it would be good for Miaozhen to marry him and be a steward by his side.
Just as I was distracted thinking about it, there was a rumor from a nanny outside that it was the son who had arrived.
As soon as the sound of the communication on this side fell, Prince Jing'an on the other side turned in from outside the screen.
"Mom, has your health improved recently?"
He Changqi, the son of Uncle Jing'an, has a typical figure of a military general, and he is most similar to Uncle Jing'an. He has a strong figure and a dark face, but he still has a beautiful beard. He is obviously a man under thirty years old. It is several years older.
He is as tall as He Changdi, if they stand together, those who don't know will not be able to guess that the two are brothers.
Mrs. Jing'an didn't expect Da Lang to barge in so carelessly, and immediately rolled her eyes at him helplessly, "How old are you, and you are still so unruly."
He Changqi didn't care about such a small complaint from his mother at all. He was naturally informal and learned martial arts from his father since he was a child. He never cared about women's backyards, let alone his mother's room and yard.
Looking down and seeing the leftover snacks on the small table beside the bed, he smiled brightly, "Mother, do the snacks made by the third sibling still suit your appetite?"
Mrs. Jing'an beckoned to He Changqi and asked him to sit beside her bed.
The eldest young master came, Miaozhen dared to be careless, she had bowed her head respectfully by Madam Jing'an's bed, and even slightly squatted down to salute He Changqi, Madam Jing'an inadvertently Glancing at Miaozhen, she actually found that the girl's drooping cheeks were flushed. Mrs. Jing'an was startled, and then looked up and down at the eldest son, seeing this guy with his hands behind his back and his back straight, smiling cheerfully.
"Hey, my mother has never eaten such a delicate and rare dim sum!"
After these eight items were finished, some of them were given to each house, because the eldest house had two children, so they naturally gave more than other houses. He Changqi was also lucky enough to taste two pieces, which were indeed delicious.
"I didn't expect the third sibling to have such a secret recipe. Mother, you don't know. At the old Dingyuan Hou's birthday banquet, the small plate of birthday peaches was fought over by all the nobles!"
ah
Mrs. Jing'an was dumbfounded, what's going on
The nobles are vying for birthday peaches
Don't tell her that the birthday peach that was robbed was the plate made by that girl Chu Lian.
What happened to Chu Lian in Dingyuan Hou's Mansion, I have already told her when I came back, but the remaining birthday peaches were taken to the front yard, and the female family members did not know what happened, even Mrs. He only received it. A reward from the old Marquis Dingyuan to Chu Lian.
I didn't expect such a thing to happen at the banquet for male guests in the front yard.
He Changqi originally came here on purpose to make his old lady happy. Such a fun and interesting story is also to make his family look good, so he will tell Mrs. Jing Anbo vividly.
At that time, not long after the banquet started, everyone was offering birthday wine to the gray-haired old Marquis Dingyuan, and then a maid came to celebrate his birthday with a plate of birthday peaches that were as realistic as real peaches, saying that it was Mrs. Dingyuanhou Shizi delivered.
After saying this in public, all the guests' eyes were focused on the plate of birthday peaches, and the old Dingyuanhou was the closest. Although the old man's eyesight was failing, his sense of smell was very good.
The old Marquis Dingyuan sniffled, and found that this birthday peach actually had a fresh peach flavor, and he was very surprised, so he asked someone to take one and taste it, and after tasting it, he was very impressed!
It is a good omen for old birthday stars to taste birthday peaches, and the plate of birthday peaches becomes a tribute. If young people eat it, it will be a good omen that good fortune will continue.
Everyone was curious about the special plate of birthday peaches, but Zheng Shizi, who always likes new things, immediately stood up, bowed to the old Dingyuanhou, and then begged for birthday peaches shamelessly.
The old Marquis Dingyuan laughed three times happily, a family member asked for birthday peaches at the birthday banquet, which meant that his birthday banquet was respectable and there would be no objection.
Zheng Shizi was not polite at all, he went up and grabbed two, and bit them down, his eyes lit up.
Then King Jin, who had always been taciturn in front of others, actually asked the old Marquis Dingyuan for birthday peaches. He was even more rude than Zheng Shizi, and he caught three at once.
Zheng Shizi is notoriously talkative, and everyone is indeed curious about this birthday peach. With Zheng Shizi and Jin Wang at the beginning, this plate of birthday peaches was snatched up all at once...
That scene made the corners of the two high-ranking cabinet ministers twitch.
When did so many foodies suddenly appear in Shengjing City, why didn't they know? What do the secret agents do for food!
Hello! That censor who usually likes to put on a dead face, impeach people for nothing, and likes to hit the pillars of the palace of justice with righteous words, so you are the kind of person who is open-eyed when he sees delicious food! Do you want to lose your old face! It's an eyesore! Let Shoutao choke you to death.
However, the faces of the two cabinet members who did not get the birthday peach because of their status and shame became even more stinky.
Mrs. Jing'anbo really cheered up with He Changqi's eloquent retelling.
Mrs. Jing'an held back her laughter, and glared at her eldest son, "It's fine to talk about this matter at home, don't talk nonsense outside when you have nothing to do, be careful of causing trouble, those important officials are not the ones in our family to talk too much."
"Yes, mother, my son knows, this is not to make you happy."
"Okay, mother knows that you are kind, you still have some errands in the afternoon, go out quickly, don't delay with mother."
He Changqi saw that the time was almost up, got up to leave, and just took two steps, Mrs. Jing Anbo told behind him, "Tonight's family dinner, come back earlier."
Although the houses in Jing'anbo Mansion do not eat together, there are two family banquets in the middle and end of each month. At that time, the owners of each house gather in the Qingyu Hall to share family relationships.
"Hey, my son knows about it, so I won't miss the hour."
Mrs. Jing'an saw the eldest son's figure disappear behind the screen, she caught a glimpse of Miaozhen out of the corner of her eye, and was still staring at it.
Sighed in my heart.
Five years ago, Miaozhen accidentally fell into the water in the uncle's mansion, and happened to be rescued by He Changqi who was passing by. I am afraid that this girl had feelings for Da Lang at that time.
It's a pity that there is a rule of not taking concubines in the Jing'anbo Mansion.
However, Dalang and his wife have been married for many years, and Dalang still has no children under his knees. Dalang's wife was injured when she gave birth to Lin's son. Now Lin is four years old, and Dalang's wife's stomach has not moved yet.
Seeing that Dalang is about to stand in his thirties.
Mrs. Jing Anbo suddenly made a decision.
She took Miaozhen's hand, and asked with a smile, "Miaozhen, what do you think of Shizi?"
"Ah?" Miaozhen never expected Mrs. Jing Anbo to ask such a question, her face turned red immediately, and she panicked.
She quickly glanced at Mrs. Jing'an, and found that she couldn't see Mrs. Jing'an's emotions. Her face turned from red to white, and she knelt on the footsteps beside the bed with a "plop", and said tremblingly: "The status of a slave is humble. Don't dare to think about your son."
After finishing speaking, he rested his head on the pedal, shivering and dared not speak again.
As Mrs. Jing'an's maid, she knew the rules of Jing'an's mansion. The male master is only allowed to take concubines when he is 30 years old, so she stopped thinking about it early. The man who arrived, but she lost herself for a moment just now, and she was discovered by the madam when she was staring at the back of the son in a daze.
Mrs. Jing'an was taken aback, only then did she realize that the girl was wrong, thinking that she was angry with Xiao Xiangdalang.
Mrs. Jing'an sighed helplessly, stretched out her hand to pull the trembling Miaozhen up, and glared at her, "You girl, I don't mean what you think, well, I don't blame you, just tell the truth Tell me, what do you think of Da Lang?"
Miaozhen looked at Mrs. Jing'an in a panic, lowered her head for a long time, her blush reached the back of her neck, "Shi... Shizi is tall, handsome... Lang."
"puff!"
Mrs. Jing'an laughed unkindly, tall and handsome? Of course, as a mother, she knows the virtues of her eldest son better than anyone else.
As for Heitan, who is tall and handsome, he is really beautiful in the eyes of beholders. If she described Saburo that way, she would still believe it.
"Okay, I get it, Miaozhen, you can just stay by my side and serve with peace of mind."
Hearing Mrs. Jing'an's words, Miao Zhen's heart almost jumped out of her chest with excitement.
In Yang Mansion, Mr. Yang has just returned from the Wenhua Palace. Today, he has dealt with several difficult business affairs. Now he is not only extremely exhausted, but also very hungry.
Walking to the flower hall in the front yard, I happened to see the housekeeper carefully holding a beautifully packaged box, so I stopped.
The housekeeper saw the master came back, so he hurried over to greet him.
"What is this?" Master Yang tapped the brocade box in the butler's hand.
"Master, it was sent by someone from Jing'an Bo's house. They said it was a return gift for Madam, and they also said it was for food. Don't keep it for a long time."
Jing'an House? eat? The birthday peach at the birthday banquet of Dingyuan Houfu
Back home yesterday, Mr. Yang and his wife told the "interesting story" about Chu Lian making birthday peaches in the carriage. Mr. Yang, who "has a lot of things to do every day", remembered it all at once because he didn't give up his face to eat birthday peaches.