Expensive marriage: The concubine is begging for peace again today

Chapter 16 Calculation
Avalokitesvara's appearance is seven points like Mrs. Zhuang, and Mrs. Zhuang said happily: "Ning girl, you have a heart."

The old lady Huang San interjected: "Young girl Ning is really Lan Xinhui, she is so cute! Come and sit beside me."

"Changning won't disturb the old ladies chatting here." Jiang Changning declined, bowed and retreated.

At the birthday banquet at noon, operas were sung on the stage, the acquainted wives and grandmas were gossiping, and the girls were not too restrained, talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

The dessert was served, Jiang Changning took a sip, and realized something was wrong, it was not bird's nest with rock sugar, but white fungus soup.

Both bird's nest and tremella have the effect of nourishing yin and moistening dryness, but there are still differences in essence.

The most important thing is that there is a huge price difference between the two, Wu must have profited from it.

Jiang Changning turned his eyes to look at the main table, and saw that the faces of the people at the main table were as usual, and there was no abnormal expression.

It was immediately clear that the people at the main table ate bird's nest with rock sugar.

Mrs. Wu's tricks like this can be concealed for a while, but not for a lifetime. Mrs. Zou will definitely expose her.

At this time, someone suggested to go to the garden to look at the sunflowers, "There is no catkins blown by the wind, only sunflowers leaning toward the sun."

Mrs. Wu is stingy, and the scenery of the Zhuangyuan's house is lacklustre.

Jiang Changning was not interested in going and decided to stay here.

But Zhuang Qingmei wanted to call her, "Sister Ning, let's go."

"I'm not going." Jiang Changning said with a faint smile.

"Sister Ning, don't sit still all the time, go out for a walk, it's good for your health." Zhuang Qingmei said.

"Thank you fifth sister for your concern." Jiang Changning sat still.

"Let's go, Sister Ning." Zhuang Qingmei walked over, trying to force Jiang Changning out.

"Fifth Sister, I told you I won't go out." Jiang Changning's face was slightly gloomy, and he said displeasedly.

Zhuang Qingyan, who also stayed behind, frowned and said: "Fifth sister, if you want to go out, go out, what are you pulling sister Ning for?"

Jiang Changning's eyes darkened slightly, why did Zhuang Qingmei insist on her going out?

Turning his eyes, his eyes fell on the chic beaded flower on Zhuang Qingmei's bun. The Zou family has always been harsh on concubines.

Zhuang Qingmei's jewelry is all made by Gongzhong during the festivals, and only a few pieces are exchanged back and forth.

Her biological mother had long since fallen out of favor and had no spare money to buy her jewelry.

The origin of this bead flower...

Jiang Changning's heart was full of twists and turns, without revealing anything, he pushed Zhuang Qingmei's hand away vigorously, "Fifth Sister, let's go out and play, don't make trouble here, it's not good to disturb the old lady's interest."

It just so happened that Mrs. Zhuang looked over. Although Zhuang Qingmei was unwilling, she had no choice but to go out with other people first.

Jiang Changning raised his hand to touch the earring on his left ear, and Fang Ju approached, "Girl."

"Go and find out who should not be in the garden." Jiang Changning said quickly.

Fangju replied in a low voice, and went to call the little maid who was fascinated by watching the play, "I'll come as soon as I go, you take good care of the girl."

Fang Ju has been gone for a long time, and the "Rich Changchun" on the stage has changed two scenes.

Not long after she came back, Zhuang Qingmei and the others also came back.

When Jiang Changning got up, Zhuang Qingmei immediately asked, "Sister Ning, where are you going?"

"Go clean the room, does the fifth sister want to come together?" Jiang Changning had a smile on his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Zhuang Qingmei became more and more like a toad lying on her feet, not biting or responding to others.

"I'm not going, I just went." Zhuang Qingmei said with a dry smile.

Jiang Changning smiled, turned his eyes and said, "Third sister, let's go together."

Zhuang Qingyan hesitated for a moment, "Okay."

On the way to clean the room, Zhuang Qingyan apologized to Jiang Changning, "Fifth Younger Sister has always been stupid, and often speaks and does things inappropriately. I will apologize to Sister Ning on her behalf."

Zhuang Qingyan didn't want to speak up for Zhuang Qingmei at all, but Zhuang Qingmei was her concubine sister, and if she misbehaved, others would blame Zou Shi for not doing enough to educate her.

For the sake of her mother, Zhuang Qingyan had to come forward.

"Third sister, you don't need to apologize. It's no wonder the second wife is about the fifth sister. The second wife is good enough to the fifth sister. On her birthday, the old lady not only made new clothes for her, but also bought new jewelry for her."

Zhuang Qingyan was startled, new jewelry?
Nothing.

Looking at the pensive Zhuang Qingyan, the corners of Jiang Changning's lips twitched slightly. With Zou's personality, Zhuang Qingmei suffered a lot.

When the two of them returned to the living room from the clean room, Zhuang Qingyan stared at the pearl flowers on Zhuang Qingmei's hair bun.

The birthday banquet lasted until the beginning of the Xu Dynasty, and the Zhuang family saw off the guests.

Jiang Changning returned to the yard, and Fang Ju reported to her, "The person hiding in the garden is Zhuang Yaozong."

"It's really him." Jiang Changning sneered, "Where is he now?"

Fang Ju replied, "It's locked in a stable in the back street."

"Throw him into the well water and let him wake up." Jiang Changning regretted that it was early summer and the weather wasn't cold enough.

Zhuang Qingyan told Mrs. Zou that Zhuang Qingmei had a brand new pearl flower.

When Zou asked, Zhuang Qingmei didn't dare to tell the truth, "I bought it with my monthly savings."

Zou didn't believe her words, "How much money do you have for a month, even if you save for a year, you still can't afford this bead flower."

"My aunt also gave me money." Zhuang Qingmei said.

"How much money can a servant give you? Did the master give you money?" Zou asked sharply.

"No, ma'am, the master didn't give me any money." Zhuang Qingmei said hastily.

"Stretch out your hand." Mrs. Zou grabbed the ruler next to her.

Trembling, Zhuang Qingmei stretched out her hands.

The ruler in Mrs. Zou's hand hit her palm heavily.

Zhuang Qingmei withdrew her hands in pain, her downcast eyes were full of hatred.

She completely forgot that she would suffer this crime because of greed.

And if her calculation succeeds, Jiang Changning's life will be ruined.

"No shrinking." Zou said loudly.

Zhuang Qingmei had no choice but to stretch out her hand again and let Zou hit him.

Mrs. Zou slapped her more than a dozen times so hard that her hands were swollen, and then calmed down and said, "Go back to your yard."

Zhuang Qingmei sobbed and went back to her yard.

The next day, Jiang Changning looked at Zhuang Qingmei's red and swollen hands like trotters, pursed his lips and smiled.

At noon that day, Jiang Changning ate some food, "Change the cook in the kitchen?"

Fang Ju smiled, "Now the second wife is in charge of the kitchen, so I replaced Cook Wu with Cook Fang."

Jiang Changning smiled, this is the white fungus soup that Mrs. Zhuang served for her birthday banquet, and she was having a fit of Wu's.

The fight between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law of the Zhuang family has nothing to do with Jiang Changning.

She asked Mrs. Zou to ask her to report the situation of the two relatives, but she really didn't know if she didn't check, and she was shocked when she checked.

The third young master of the right minister's family of the Ministry of Rites is a concubine and a son of a prostitute.

It doesn't matter if his status is low, he doesn't like reading, and he loves money like his life.

All the politeness and self-improvement are all fake.

The eldest son of the Prime Minister of the capital city is indeed a descendant, and his talents and learning are indeed good.

However, he had close contacts with famous prostitutes in Beijing and was the guest of many prostitutes, and his poems were sung in brothels.

(End of this chapter)