The beauty of the lady

Chapter 91 Stepmother (1)
"Cousin Yu, I already had a bowl of porridge at home in the morning, and I'm not very hungry. Cousin eat it slowly, I can just eat a little."

After breakfast, Mrs. Zhao accompanied the two old ladies to talk in the Shouxi Hall, and then divided into several groups to chat together. As for Zhou Mei and others, they didn't need to entertain guests in the front yard, and they didn't There was no need for them, so the group went to Xuan Qingrong's yard.

The cool breeze is gentle, bringing the fragrance from the garden in the distance, floating quietly in this exquisite warm pavilion, embellishing this group of flower-like women even brighter.

"Sister Yu, do you like doing embroidery when you have nothing to do? Let's play chess, how about playing the piano?" Xuan Qingrong leaned close to Xuan Qingyu and muttered.

Really, since arriving at the Duke's Mansion in Beijing yesterday afternoon, the lady in the lobby has been sitting quietly doing embroidery work.

Xuan Qingyu looked down at her, stopped the needle and thread in her hand, and said with a smile: "I'm going to get married next year, and I wanted to make some more clothes for my grandfather and father before that. But since Rong'er said so, you want to Do you want to play chess or play the piano?"

"I'm not very good at chess, cousin, come and play chess with the hall sister." Xuan Qingrong turned to greet Zhou Mei who was chatting with the other two little sisters.

Zhou Mei heard the sound and looked over, and smiled at Shang Xuan Qingyu's gentle and beautiful eyes, "Okay."

Putting the chessboard on, Xuan Qingyu said with a smile: "Sister Mei is younger than me, this time you will play the black first."

"Then Meier won't refuse." Zhou Mei rolled up the black flag and placed it at the star dot in the upper right corner.

The three little girls around her all leaned forward to watch, but not long after, the youngest Xuan Qingwan couldn't sit still, she tugged at the sleeves of the two older sisters, and dragged them out for a walk in the garden.

"Will Sister Mei get married next year?" I remember what Rong'er said last night.

"Yes, it's just that my mother hasn't decided on the specific date yet." It's too early to be able to marry after Jiji, no wonder women in ancient times gave birth to a child at the gate of hell.

"Did you talk about marriage?" She was in office when she was born, and she seldom returns to Beijing. Unless it is a big day, she can only come back to visit the old lady with her grandparents during the holidays. Since the old lady After they passed away seven years ago, they seldom came back. They just don't know when father and second uncle will return to Beijing to take up positions. By then, the regret in grandfather's heart will dissipate.

"..."

"..." Seeing that she didn't speak, Xuan Qingyu thought he was embarrassing her, and his expression was a little silent.

"Not yet. You have to meet someone who is suitable and you like before you can marry. After all, it is a matter of a lifetime." Zhou Mei explained with a sigh in her heart.

Xuan Qingyu disagreed, but she didn't say that what she said was wrong. If it was possible, that woman didn't want to do this: "Marriage is always the order of the parents, and the words of the matchmaker."

"We are merchants, and we are not marrying into an official's family. After all, we don't have to worry so much." This is what she is very satisfied with. The so-called rich family is really not so easy to mess with. Her younger siblings will be happy in the future After all, with such a good in-laws, it's hard for her to say.

The current mother-in-law, if it is good, it is true, but if it is not good, it will definitely torture you to lose seven or eight layers of skin.

After 30 years, the daughter-in-law became a mother-in-law. The word "boil" expresses the sorrow of the daughter-in-law.

However, there is no guarantee that the husband I will find in the future will be suitable, and the mother-in-law is good.

Thinking of this, she somewhat had some resistance to marriage, after all, she had been single all her life in her previous life.

"You're right." Maybe it's not a bad thing for her.

Although big families have the rules of big families, and small families have the ways of small families, but after all, the family status is different, and the limitations are also different.

Looking up at her cousin's facial features that are as bright as peach blossoms and as delicate as begonias, she feels a little worried in her heart, can it really be as simple as she said?

She is a lady from the official family, and her eldest grandfather is also the Duke of the country, so her status is naturally not low. Although her father is only a magistrate of a prefecture, she has been taught by her mother since she was a child, learning everything that a girl in a boudoir should learn. She also knows a lot about the doorway, and has a lot of contacts with many daughters in Fucheng, and now she is also taking care of the middle supporter of the small long room, and she thinks more long-term than this cousin.

How can such a beautiful girl be plain? In the capital city where the rich and powerful gather, she is not number one, but is also ranked in the top three.

Although her appearance is roughly the same as her aunt's, she is a bit more charming than her gentle and quiet, which cannot be ignored. How can a woman who is too delicate and charming be at peace.

Maybe she was thinking too much, but as simple as she said, Xuan Qingyu didn't agree.

Don't say that there is An Guogong's mansion behind her. How can the great grandfather and great grandmother watch Aunt Jingyue's granddaughter marry a merchant?

In the front yard, as it got closer to noon, horse-drawn carriages came from outside the Duke Ango's mansion, and the front of the mansion was decorated very festively today, and Xuan Shaoling greeted the guests outside in person.

"Master, congratulations, the old man's 66th birthday, this is a blessing." A blue carriage stopped, and the servant moved the pedals, helping a middle-aged man to get off, followed by a wife and two sons one girl.

Xuan Shaoling stepped forward to greet the visitor, clasped his fists at the visitor and said with a smile: "Thank you, Mr. Qiu, for your kind words. Please forgive me for not greeting you well then."

This Mr. Qiu is the Minister of the Ministry of War. He has been an official in the court for more than [-] years, and his official reputation is very good.

Then there were seven or eight people from Dingguo's mansion, the Duke of the State and his wife, the eldest son and his wife's children, as well as many officials of the fourth rank and above from the capital.

It stands to reason that Anguo Gongfu is not considered favored by the emperor in the eyes of the emperor, and the highest position of the family is only the second-rank Gyeonggi envoy of the Duke, which is nothing compared to many officials, but it is not as good as the other family. Rich heritage.

Moreover, the number of people who came today has completely exceeded the expectations of the Duke's Mansion, so some places that were not fully prepared before are now busy with the two wives of the second room.

All this is because yesterday in the court hall, the regent said something casually.

"Tomorrow seems to be Duke Xuan's 66th birthday."

The ministers don't understand whether it is the Duke of Anguo's mansion that has fallen into the eyes of this young official. No matter what the situation is, since he can bring it up, it means that the prince has not forgotten the old Duke, so today all officials, big and small, brought him Birthday gifts came to the door, and of course some people left after sending birthday gifts.

In the backyard, a lot of daughters from various boudoirs have gathered at this time, at least two to thirty people, which is enough to show how many people came to celebrate the birthday this time.

As for Zhou Mei, she had already found a place in advance, a small Nuan Pavilion in Huxin Pavilion, and Xuan Qingwan was also there.

(End of this chapter)