The girl is not good in this life

Chapter 194 I Was Wrong (Part [-])

Zheng Shuangyi came forward to greet him, he was much more respectful.

When she first came to the capital, she seemed to be polite to everyone she met, and even more so on the surface, but in fact she was arrogant in her bones, and she didn't think much of those people.

What honorable family, what noble lady, let alone Zheng Shuangyi, even Zheng Shuangxue and Zheng Shuangrong sisters, have never really taken it seriously.

The sisters have always felt that every little lady in the world should fall at their sisters' feet, respect and respect.

Now it is much more honest to ask Emperor Jinhe and Empress Zheng to make decrees to punish and inquire about crimes.

She crossed hands and came up slowly, her posture so low.

Zhao Xiyue took the tip of her chin to the person, snorted, and refused to even say a word of greeting.

It's because Zhao Xing gave their sisters a step down, so they don't need to be too polite.

Zheng Shuangyi tried to ask Zhao Xinuan: "Does Your Highness like to eat cakes? I heard people say that the peach blossom cakes and peach blossom cakes here are very good. Why don't you ask someone to go to Daxiangguo Temple for a while.

Although the peach blossoms haven't bloomed yet at this time of the year, there are also buds, so it's hard to say that the Daxiangguo Temple has prepared ones. "

Zhao Xinuan stood beside Jiang Wan, holding Jiang Wan's hand.

She looked up for a while, and felt that her neck was a little sore, so she said oh, grinned and said no, but she looked away, too lazy to look up: "There happened to be peach blossom cakes among the cakes I brought, Yushanfang There are dried peach blossoms, which can be stored for a whole year and can be taken out at any time.

The method is more novel than the ones outside. I eat that one just to my liking, so I don’t need to bother here.

Besides, Mrs. Zheng said that the peach blossoms are not in bloom at this time, and even if Daxiangguo Temple has all-powerful skills, it probably won't be able to get peach blossom cakes.

The eldest lady is a noble person, so she sent someone to ask, but the young monk on duty in the temple said no, and was panicked, afraid of offending people, so it was better not to ask. "

Zhao Xinuan's tone was calm, she simply said the truth and refused, and then shook Jiang Wan's arm: "Sister Wanwan give me two yuan later, let's eat together!"

Of course Jiang Wan agreed, but Zhou Wanning couldn't help asking: "Your Highness, don't be too partial, there are 36 kinds of cakes, and your sister Wanwan is a Maitreya Buddha with a big belly, she can't finish it all by herself. There are so many people, can you share some with us?"

Zhao Xinuan looked over with innocent eyes, looked at her, then looked at Pei Qingyuan, smiled crescent eyes, and showed her little tiger teeth: "Then I will give you two yuan, and this sister will give you six yuan, you take it away." Eight yuan, sister Wanwan only has 28 yuan left."

After I finished speaking, I felt that something was wrong, as if I had underestimated people, curled my lips, and said reluctantly: "These sisters also eat two yuan each, and if I give you six yuan, we will only have 22 yuan.

No more than absolutely impossible.

I’m going to play here for a whole day today. Although I have prepared noodles, the Daxiangguo Temple will send people to deliver them during lunch, but cakes are indispensable. I’m afraid that the 20 yuan is not enough for us to eat. "

Just when Jiang Wan was about to tease her, Zhou Wanning had already answered the call first, pointing at Pei Qingyuan and asked Zhao Xinuan: "How can this sister take away six yuan by herself?"

"This sister is beautiful!"

There are no taboos in children's words, but what children say is often the most true.

She thinks that Pei Qingyuan is good-looking, which also shows that Pei Qingyuan's appearance is indeed the most outstanding among these little ladies.

It made Pei Qingyuan blush, unable to laugh or cry.

Zhao Xiyue took Zhao Xinuan's other hand and asked her: "These sisters have shared the cake, but I don't have anything to eat from your own sister?"

Zhao Xinuan waved her hand out: "If you want to eat, let's share it together. The three of us will share 22 yuan. You eat less, and I also eat less. Leave more for Sister Wanwan."

These childish words are actually quite distinct.

There is a difference between intimacy and estrangement, and we immediately see who is high and who is low.

Everyone was amused, and of course Zheng Shuangyi was also laughing.

On such an occasion, everyone is happy, and she can't be that bad guy.

But she was annoyed.

Even the hand hanging by the side was clenched tightly, and the fingertips wanted to pinch into the palm of the hand.

That's fine with Zhao Xiyue, but why is Jiang Wan doing it?
Everyone has the same background and the same person, but if we really want to talk about it, she is the niece of Zhonggong's direct relative, Jiang Wan is not as precious as her, Zhao Xinuan puts Jiang Wan in the range of his own people!

Even Zhou Wanning and Pei Qingyuan were treated better.

She, her sister, and Shen Baozhi, who was not very bright, became the most familiar.

Even giving a few pieces of pastry is so reluctant.

Zheng Shuangyi didn't want to make fun of herself anymore, from the beginning to the end, she followed everyone through the fence and into the small courtyard, and refused to say a word.

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It's still early, but there's a lot to enjoy here.

Go, Shuanglu, Chui Wan and Throwing Pots are all available.

The octagonal gazebo is also large enough to accommodate two or 30 people sitting around.

Moreover, the Ministry of Industry thought ingeniously that the octagonal pavilion is suspended on a Wangqing stream.

Sitting in the gazebo, looking out, you can see trickling water and spring.

Qushui Liushang is so elegant.

Everyone sat down and played their own games, and Zhao Xiyue made trouble with Zhao Xing to paint.

Jiang Wan simply left Shuanglu, who hadn't finished playing, and moved to the case.

Zhao Xing's pen and ink Danqing is indeed a masterpiece, and he doesn't seem to need to think about it very much, he can write it easily.

But this painting is simple, and it looks like it was done casually.

Jiang Wan saw that he had withdrawn his gestures, and was about to say that she was coming to write an inscription, when Zheng Shuangyi spoke first: "I have always heard that my second cousin's pen and ink Danqing is a masterpiece, and I will know it when I see you today. Although this painting is simple, it shows the skill, and it is outlined with a few strokes, which cannot be obtained by a master."

With a smile on her face, she lowered her head slightly, looking very shy: "I love landscape painting the most, can my second cousin give this painting to me?"

Zhao Xing's eyebrows moved, and Jiang Wan's face darkened.

Zhao Xiyue snorted coldly: "Miss Zheng San was just convicted and punished and sent back to Xingyang. She, Aye, was severely punished for saying that there is no way to teach a daughter. How can Mrs. Zheng follow her example?
You and my second brother are cousins ​​by name, but my second brother is of the blood of the Tian family, born of a saint, and his status is so precious. He is willing to call you a cousin, that is because he is polite, and the eldest lady is called a cousin for no reason. Who did you learn the rules and etiquette from?

Besides, my elder brother is worth a lot of money, and a painting is worth a lot. The eldest lady is a girl, so how can she look good, but the same gentleman is asking for pens and inks?

If it was really sent to you and people saw it, wouldn't it be unclear, it's ridiculous! "

Zheng Shuangyi's complexion turned pale immediately, she pursed her lips and bowed her head, her voice was sour, as if she had been greatly wronged, and after a long while, her choked voice was heard by everyone. It was her extremely sincere words: "I was rude , I said the wrong thing, just now when I saw the landscape paintings of the Second Highness are so good, I lost my sense of proportion."

(End of this chapter)