The spring is warm in March, the grass is growing and the orioles are flying.
The entire Wen Mansion was filled with joy, and the maids and wives began to get busy.
As always, no one sets foot in Yanyuan.
Wen Qingzhu was in the backyard, directing his servants to take care of the herbs.
In the pavilion, Lu Tao sat next to him, doing needlework.
Shaoyao read the medical books and asked Wen Qingzhu if he had any questions he didn't understand.
As the sun rose, Wen Qingzhu took off his outer clothes.
Jasmine walked out of the house without making any sound.
Only when he was behind him did he speak: "Miss."
"Ah!" Lu Tao's hand holding the needle and thread shook, and he was startled.
Turning around, she patted her chest angrily and said, "Moli, can you make a little noise when you leave? If you continue like this, I will be scared to death."
Jasmine looked apologetic.
Wen Qingzhu waved his hand, telling Jasmine not to worry about it: "Tell me, is there any movement in the big room?"
"Not yet, but I noticed that the eldest lady and the sixth lady have left the house frequently in recent days. Sometimes, they even brought the second young master with them."
Wen Qingzhu thought for a moment, then raised the corner of his mouth: "I understand."
Jasmine asked again: "Do you want to continue watching me?"
"Well, you mainly keep an eye on the second young master. Within a month, Aunt Wu will definitely beg them."
"Yes, that slave must retreat first." Jasmine accepted the order and quietly walked out of Yanyuan.
Not long after Jasmine left, Xi'er came back carrying a food box with a frown on her face.
Lu Tao stood up and teased her: "Why are you so unhappy when I ask you to get some stew?"
Xi'er shook her head hurriedly: "No, no, it's the sisters from Qinxuan's side who have been so kind to me lately. I feel weird."
The food box was placed on the table, and Xi'er took out a bowl of golden bird's nest soup.
"Miss, this golden bird's nest is a gift from Aunt Yue. I have to stew it and bring it to you." Xi'er frowned, feeling that everyone has been acting weird recently.
Wen Qingzhu picked up the silver spoon and took a bite.
It is soft, glutinous and sweet in the mouth. It is the best golden bird's nest.
"Don't worry, Aunt Yue will need your help in a few days. Just take care of it then." Wen Qingzhu knew that Aunt Yue was going to make a big move.
Yanyuan has been particularly peaceful in recent days.
Lu Tao suddenly remembered something: "Miss, a few days ago, when I went to see the young master, I met Miss Eleven. She asked about it at the time and asked what we in the east courtyard were sending to the master. I thought, Ten The first lady became a lot gentler and said, is this okay?"
Wen Qingzhu put down the spoon in his hand and frowned slightly: "Miss Eleven asked us what gift we want to give?"
"Yes, this slave was still thinking it was strange at the time. The Fourth Fang is the richest in the Wen family, so he will definitely give the most expensive things. Why did he come to ask us instead?" Lu Tao was very confused.
Wen Qingzhu looked up at the medicine garden and slowly narrowed his eyes.
Thinking carefully about it, since that time when Wen Qingxin came back from Lei's house and fell seriously ill, her temperament seemed to have completely changed
Why is this
And last time, Yang and Wen Qingxin rescued Wen Qingmei.
In the past, they would have wished to go far away and would have just pretended not to know Wen Qingmei.
There is something wrong with this Wenqing core.
Wen Qingzhu turned around and said with a smile, "It's okay. Let's go see Miss Eleven in a few days."
Three days later, Dong Ling, who was next to Wan, sent over fabrics for spring clothes.
Lu Tao walked to the study room full of doubts and brought the list over.
"Miss, look at the list of spring clothes. It's much better than in previous years. Isn't the money of the Wen family always in the hands of the fourth lady?"
Wen Qingzhu took it and saw that the fabric had indeed improved by more than one level compared to last year.
What's even more rare is that among these fabrics, there is actually a piece of cloud yarn.
"A bit strange?" Wen Qingzhu murmured to himself.
Lu Tao nodded: "No, the ingredients at home in previous years were not so good!"
Wen Qingzhu thought for a while, got up and walked to the dressing table in the bedroom.
"Lv Tao, wash up and dress up for me. I'm going to see Sister Eleven."
Half an hour later, Wen Qingzhu took Lu Tao to Fuyuan.
The person who received them was Grandma Fang next to Yang.
"Miss Seventh?" Nanny Fang was obviously surprised that Wen Qingzhu came here at this time.
Wen Qingzhu smiled lightly and said: "Excuse me, mama, I received a piece of Yunwu gauze here today, but the tailor I am familiar with has no experience in doing this. Didn't the fourth aunt make a set of clothes for the eleventh sister earlier? I I came here specifically to ask for advice.”
"Please come in." Nanny Fang is very good at figuring out her master's thoughts.
She could see the fourth room's attitude toward Wen Qingzhu these days.
Wen Qingzhu came today, and she naturally welcomed Wen Qingzhu in enthusiastically.
"It's a coincidence that Miss Seven is here. Madam is in the house talking to the tailor about something, but Miss has gone to Zimingtang to see the young master. If Miss Seven wants to see Miss, can I send someone to Zimingtang to let me know?"
"No need to bother, it's good that the fourth aunt is here." Wen Qingzhu smiled and shook his head, it would be better if Wen Qingxin was not here.
When they arrived at the house, Yang was making plans.
The sound of crackling beads echoed throughout the room.
"Madam, Miss Seven is here."
Yang immediately stopped what he was doing, stood up and looked over: "Xiao Qi?"
Wen Qingzhu stepped forward and saluted and said hello: "Fourth Aunt, there is something I want to ask my aunt about this time."
"You're welcome, you're welcome, Xiaoqi, sit here." Yang was also surprised that Wen Qingzhu came.
After the two sat down, Yang ordered his servants to serve tea.
Wen Qingzhu explained his intention directly and clearly.
After hearing what she said, Yang's eyes flashed with embarrassment.
But soon, she smiled and said: "It's nothing. I will lend you the tailor for two days."
"Thank you so much, Fourth Aunt." Wen Qingzhu nodded and smiled.
Yang looked at her and suddenly remembered Wen Qingxin's words.
Why don't we learn from Seventh Sister and don't give grandfather such expensive things? Keep everything simple and focus on your heart.
Yang couldn't understand why Wen Qingzhu gave such a simple thing.
She couldn't bear it any longer, so she asked, "Xiao Qi, I want to ask you something. Your grandfather's promotion is a great joy. Is it really appropriate for you to give such a simple gift from the East Campus?"
Wen Qingzhu had expected it and replied with a smile: "With my grandfather's ability, there will be many opportunities for promotion in the future. This promotion is not very important, and at this time, we cannot celebrate too much."
"Is it because of Concubine Xia's incident?" Yang didn't quite understand what Wen Qingzhu meant.
Mr. Wen's promotion is a happy event, and it is normal to celebrate.
But according to Wen Qingzhu's words, it seemed that this was not appropriate.
Wen Qingzhu sighed, this was the disadvantage of Yang's long-term dealings with businesswomen.
She didn't understand the situation.
But Wen Qingzhu came here this time because he wanted to inquire about Wen Qingxin.
It was necessary for her to show some sincerity.
Thinking of this, Wen Qingzhu simply said directly: "This matter does not have much to do with Concubine Xia, but it does have a certain relationship. You can ask Fourth Uncle, he should be able to understand."
An annoyed look appeared on Yang's face: "Yes, I'm sorry, I don't understand these things very well."
"It's okay. From now on, Fourth Aunt will be more likely to move around among officials and wives, so she will understand all these things." Wen Qingzhu comforted her in a soft voice.
Yang was very moved, but her face was still a little dull: "Thank you, Xiao Qi, but it's your aunt who goes out to the Wen family. I'm just in charge of the Wen family's affairs, so I don't have much chance."
The corners of Wen Qingzhu's lips raised slightly, and he hinted in a low voice: "The eldest uncle is the wife of the Wen family, but the fourth aunt is also the wife of the Wen family. Although the elders are well-organized, you are not any worse than the eldest uncle. For example, last time The Liang family deliberately posted three posts for the Hundred Flowers Banquet. Normal people would post one post. We are not separated. One post invites the entire Wen family. The next time something like this happens, the four Auntie, why not be more positive."
"How to be active?" Yang seemed to understand what Wen Qingzhu meant.
Wen Qingzhu changed the subject and said, "I heard that Sister Eleven doesn't go to Fushou Hall very much these days?"
Yang was impatient, but she couldn't force Wen Qingzhu, so she could only reply patiently: "Well, Xin'er said that she hasn't studied enough. She has been working more diligently at Zimingtang recently and pestered her brother to teach her how to read and write."
"Is this so?" Wen Qingzhu's doubts deepened.
You must know that Wen Qingxin hated playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, especially reading and writing.
In addition, Wen Qingfang is very good at these things, and Wen Qingxin doesn't want to get involved in them.
Suddenly changed his temper for no reason.
Yang didn't pay attention to Wen Qingzhu's strange expression, but asked anxiously: "My mother had arranged the truth clearly before. My sister-in-law is responsible for making good friends with the officials' wives, and I am responsible for making good friends with the merchant wives. It's not like I haven't proposed to you." My sister-in-law went for a walk together."
Wen Qingzhu comforted her and said: "This matter is actually not difficult. If the fourth aunt has done everything that the grandmother has told her, and the eldest uncle happens to be going to visit the official wife, you propose to go with her to see the world. Grandma won’t object, after all, the aunt is still the main one.”
"Yeah, why didn't I expect that the aunt took the opportunity to interfere in the Wen family's business affairs before!" Yang patted her forehead and said in sudden realization.
Wen Qingzhu took the opportunity to ask again: "When did Sister Eleven start to change?"
"What?" Yang shook his head and failed to connect with Wen Qingzhu's words.
Wen Qingzhu asked again patiently: "When did Sister Eleven start reading and writing?"
"About after I got better from the illness a year ago." Yang was so happy that she couldn't help but say a few more words, "I thought, it was Xin'er who got the idea. Liang'er is so smart and sensible, so there's no reason why his own sister can't do it. ! That Xiao Liuqin is proficient in chess, calligraphy and painting, so of course my Xin'er can do it too."
Wen Qingzhu replied with a smile: "That's for sure. Sister Xin'er and Ninth Brother are both your biological children, so of course it's okay."
Such flattery made Yang feel particularly comfortable, and she continued: "But maybe it was at that time of the year that I didn't come back, which scared her."
Wen Qingzhu's heart moved: "Don't worry, fourth aunt, it has nothing to do with you that sister Xin'er is sensible. Everyone will be sensible when they get older."
"Yeah." Yang's tone was a little bitter.
Because she thought about the incident years ago, Wen Jihua had never hit her.
That time, he beat her.
Wen Qingzhu held Yang's hand and comforted softly: "Fourth Auntie, as long as you have the same status as the eldest uncle in the future, you will be able to help Fourth Uncle. In this way, you will not have any problems."
More than an hour later, Wen Qingzhu walked out of Fuyuan with Yang's tailor.
When they turned towards Yanyuan, Wen Qingxin came back with the maid.
I saw Wen Qingzhu's back from a distance.
Wen Qingxin felt bad and immediately quickened his pace and rushed back to Fuyuan.
When they arrived at the house, Yang was no longer there.
Wen Qingxin asked the little maid in the room: "Where is mother? Isn't she checking this year's budget?"
The little maid replied with some anxiety: "Madam, she went to Fushou Hall..."
Wen Qingxin's heart sank.
She told her mother just two days ago that it was best not to go to Fushou Tang these days.