Inheritance policy

Chapter 39 Mountain Rain

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month in Dingjing, it rained in a rare patter, dripping on the smooth green bricks in all directions, and soon turned into a cloud of misty mist.

Xing Zhao sat cross-legged on the kang in a homely dress, and the burning jasmine incense burned to the head. Xing Zhao took a plain silver stick in his hand to turn over the incense ashes in the incense burner, and then he lifted the cover of the gilt incense burner, and heard people A slightly resentful remark.

"You can rest quickly, the wind blows, carefully, the incense ash blinds your eyes."

Xingzhao smiled and turned his head to see that it was Lianrong who put the blue oil-paper umbrella on the small case in Baoxia with one hand, and came in with an autumn apricot-colored bag in the other, saying, "Spring rain is as expensive as oil, and the people in the village should be happy." It’s broken.” Handing the burden to Heye, he freed his hand to lick the hair on his sideburns, and said, “Mother’s candied lotus seeds, miss, you always like to eat them. I brought two cans of chicken oil for Wang Mama and Lianyu, Little girls, a small can of fried noodles is crispy!"

The maids in Huaishan Garden take their annual leave in turn, and Lian Rong just came back from home.

"Your family lives in the side room at the back. It won't be more than a quarter of an hour. You're acting like a wanderer. Carefully, Lianyu will pinch you!" Xing Zhao said with a joyful smile, and then patted the little man next to him to let him go. Lotus sitting.

Lianyu covered her mouth and smiled, and Mama Wang also smiled, thanking her repeatedly: "Thank you, Aunt Wu!"

Lianrong also laughed, avoiding Mama Wang's gift, and sat halfway on the twig, muttering: "Jiangcai came back, passed the second gate, and saw the noise outside, the Lantern Festival was only at night, and it's only past noon now." , why did you make a fuss?”

She spoke in a low voice, Xing Zhao leaned over to listen, before he had time to ask, he heard the urgent noise outside, he couldn't help frowning, and was about to ask Lian Yu to reprimand her.I saw Yueqiao in the lady's room opened the bamboo curtain, crying and telling Xingzhao: "Miss Si! You are going to the main courtyard! The lady has passed out!"

Xing Zhao's hair tightened, he quickly shrank down, put on his embroidered shoes, and walked outside.

Yueqiao followed behind while crying, and Xing Zhao asked her the details, but also faltered: "Someone came to make trouble. It was so fierce. The old woman was so splashed that she lay on the ground in front of our house." gone."

"What's the matter!" Xing Zhao asked in a deep voice.

Yueqiao has the same temperament as the eldest lady, she is sobbing while covering her handkerchief, she can't speak clearly for a long time: "I don't know. The image of Mr. Jing Dalang is involved in the words"

"Who brought the old lady in? Does Mrs. Tai know? How is the situation of the mother?" Xing Zhao couldn't wait, and asked like a cannonball, and glanced at Yue, whose face was pale from crying Qiao, speeding up her pace and turning around the corner of the corridor, while pressing down on Naoqian, comforted her softly: "Sister Yueqiao, don't panic, speak slowly."

Yueqiao took a deep breath, thought slowly, and then cried again: "It was Da Furen who was brought in. Tai Furen was not in good health and did not tell Da Furen to Rongshou Hall. Da Furen didn't come up in one breath , I fainted, and now Mama Huang is presiding over Yuefang and cut the ginseng slices for the lady to swallow."

Yue Qiao's words came intermittently, Xing Zhao walked ahead like a gust of wind, and after finishing speaking, he arrived at the main hall.

Xing Zhao went into the room to see the eldest lady, the darkness in the main hall made people feel palpitating, and as soon as he walked in, he could hear the eldest lady's crying, and Yue Fang's persuasion, "Calm down, Jing Da You don’t know what kind of person Lang Jun is? It’s probably because the screwdriver is being slandered by the money-obsessed villain.”

The eldest lady cried helplessly, and gasped from her chest: "She is holding Jing Geer's bamboo Nuotan jade pendant that fits close to her body."

"Mother—" Xing Zhao's fingertips gradually warmed up when he heard the eldest lady still speak.

When the eldest lady heard Xing Zhao's voice, she got up from the bed as if she was grasping at straws: "Ah Wu, your brother." Before she could finish speaking, she held the handkerchief and began to cry.

Xing Zhao stepped forward quickly, grabbed Da Furen's hand, and said in a very calm tone, "Mother, don't panic, please speak slowly."

The eldest lady shook her head while crying, Yue Fang, who was standing on the edge of the bed, sighed, brought Xing Zhao into the inner room, and told the things in a low voice: "Aunt Zheng came outside, she said, She said that her daughter-in-law was pregnant with Mr. Jing Dalang's child, and the lady became anxious when she heard about it, so she hurriedly ordered the two to be brought into the atrium, and after she heard the ins and outs, the lady had a migraine."

Yuefang said with embarrassment on her face, being forced to this point, she didn't care that standing in front of her was a young lady who hadn't left the court.

"What is the identity of that Aunt Zheng?" Xing Zhao asked thoughtfully.

Yuefang thought for a while and said: "It should be a military household. She said her son served as a soldier in Yicheng, and now there are only two mother-in-law and daughter-in-law left in the family." He said in a low voice: "As soon as Aunt Zheng came here, she made jokes at the gate of our house, took her daughter-in-law with her, and said she wanted to ask our family for an explanation."

Xingzhao's eyes fell on the bowl of Huangshou Dan with slanted branches and leaves on the short table. His expression was unclear. After thinking for a while, he told Yuefang: "Mrs. Tai is not in good health these days, so it's not good to bother her old man." He hummed softly With a voice, "It's really a good plan. I picked the fifteenth day of the first lunar month to make a fuss! Where are Lord Hou and brother?"

"Master Hou entered the palace early this morning, Mr. Da Lang went to the west of the city to visit Mr. Ming, and he is not in the mansion." Yuefang's attitude became more and more respectful.

"You go to Dongkua Courtyard to invite the second lady." Xing Zhao couldn't care so much anymore. If he couldn't say anything, the second lady was easy to say. In any case, he must put this matter down before the third room came to pay his respects at night.

Yuefang responded with a sigh of relief, and Xingzhao came out of the cabinet and sat on the edge of the bed again, ordered the servant girl to cook Tianma black chicken soup in the small kitchen, and comforted the eldest lady in a soft voice: "Is this kind of person, brother? How old is brother?" To put it bluntly, which of the maids in our mansion is not beautiful, is it worthwhile to provoke a daughter-in-law of a military family?"

The eldest lady's hands and feet were weak, leaning on the soft satin, listening to the little daughter's words, she opened her mouth, and before she could speak, she heard the noise of an old woman tearing her throat outside.

"Our Zheng family! Three sons died on the battlefield! Defending the country outside! The remaining family members are being bullied like this! My official who died early, you should come up to see how other people bully us ah"

There was another young woman crying: "Jing Lang, come out quickly! If you don't come out, Ah Jin will be buried!"

Mother Huang couldn't hold it back, and asked her mother-in-law to fight the two of them, but before she touched the woman's body, she was shouted back by the woman, "I am pregnant with the flesh and blood of your He family! It's you!" My little gentleman! It's my master! Who dares to touch me!"

Xing Zhao squinted his eyes, turned his head and looked out of the window lattice, the eldest lady was startled, quickly grabbed her, and said repeatedly: "You are the clouds in the sky, they are the soil on the ground, don't get involved in such nasty things. and!"

"do not worry"

Before he could finish his comforting words, another soft voice rang out from the courtyard, "What are you doing? It's not too bad luck for a Chinese New Year's Eve to cry all over the place."

It was Aunt Wan. Xing Zhao was silent for a while, and finally patted the back of the lady's hand, then got up and walked out: "Don't worry, Second Aunt will be here later, your migraine is still not healed, let Yue Coincidentally, I will wait for you to drink the chicken soup later."

The eldest lady couldn't stop her, her head hurt badly, she stretched out her hand to pull it, but she couldn't hold it back, so she started crying again, covering her handkerchief.

Xing Zhao walked through the courtyard, bypassing the screen wall of happy brows, there was an old woman in her fifties who was wearing a dark blue linen dress with a bra behind her head, kneeling on the ground crying, and another dressed in a pretty dress. The peach-colored, high-breasted flat jacket, but a young and pretty young daughter-in-law in her early twenties tugged at the skirt of the old woman in front, crying mournfully.Seeing someone coming out, he quickly raised his head and saw that it was a young lady of seven or eight years old, so he couldn't help being startled.

Xing Zhao glanced at the ground, but his eyes fell on Aunt Wan, who was leaning on the Zhulan to watch the jokes, and said coolly: "Is Miss Xiao's illness cured? Auntie goes to worship the Bodhisattva every day. Give up this talkative habit for a while, you can accumulate some virtue, maybe Seventh Sister's illness will be cured."

(End of this chapter)