Red Mansion Beijingwang

Duke Rong's Mansion, Sister Feng's courtyard.

After the troublesome things were done, the house gradually became peaceful. Sister Feng had regained control of the house's finances, and the scar on her forehead had healed neatly, returning to the former demeanor of Mistress Lian.

One word - cool.

At this time, Sister Feng was dressed in brocade and embroidered clothes. She looked like a fairy concubine. She twisted her plump waist and gracefully opened the curtain and walked into the room. Her bright jade face was full of evil spirits, and her red lips murmured, It seemed like he was cursing something in a low voice, but he couldn't hear it clearly.

Ping'er was wearing a blue dress and was cleaning with a duster in hand. Seeing this, she quickly poured a cup of tea and came forward, saying softly: "Grandma, what's going on?"

After going out, she felt like she was going crazy. Which master or lady ordered her, or... the second master.

Sister Feng took a sip of tea, and the trembling in front of her body was reduced a little, and she hummed: "What's wrong, it's not the eldest lady, she said that the eldest master fell in love with the mandarin duck, and asked me to negotiate an agreement.

Huh, my ancestors often said that now that the eldest man is getting old, he doesn’t take care of his body, and he is not good at being an official. What can he do with a little wife left and a little wife in the house? Now he and the old man When the ancestors went to speak, they did not poke the tiger's nose with a grass root. "

Who doesn't know that Yuanyang is the most important person around the old lady, and he can't live without her at all. If you let her say it, think you are stupid?
Especially now that she had just made a mistake and was careful not to let others take advantage of her. At this time, if she went to go into the muddy water, she would just hang herself because she didn't want to live too long.

If Mrs. Xing wasn't her legitimate aunt in name, she would have to slap her in the face for such a deceptive thing, or even spit in her face if it didn't work.

Ping'er was shocked when he heard this and said in surprise: "The eldest master has fallen in love with Yuanyang?"

The old man's lustful reputation spread throughout the house. Ping'er had a very good relationship with Yuanyang, and he couldn't help but worry about Yuanyang's situation.

Sister Feng nodded her head, a hint of sarcasm appeared on her bright face, and spat: "What you said to me in person can be false. You also said that you have a good relationship with Yuanyang, and I thought you could talk about it. combine."

Ping'er: "."

Let her make peace, what can she say to deceive her good sister?

It is true that most maids are motivated to become their masters, but this also depends on the situation.

For a wealthy family like the Jia family, it is normal to have three wives and four concubines. It is normal to have concubines. There is no reputation for being lustful or not. The key lies in the character of the eldest man.

Apart from other things, this old man is probably a three-minute hot guy. He likes the fresh ones when he sees them. After this period of freshness, he gets tired of them and throws them into a corner. What kind of treatment are there for those who are not favored in the house? , it’s not like she didn’t know.

To put it more unpleasantly, the eldest man is old and weak, and he is afraid that he will be exhausted in a year or two. If they, the maids, are taken by him, they will only live a wealthy life for a year or two, but it will last a lifetime. thing.

Pursing her pink lips, Ping'er tightened the handkerchief in her hand. With a hint of nervousness on her pretty face, she asked softly: "Grandma, what do you think?"

Although they don't want to do it in their hearts, due to their status, if the master really wants to do it, what can they do as slaves.

Sister Feng glanced sideways at Ping'er, her narrow phoenix eyes flashed, and said sarcastically: "The eldest lady wants to protect this matchmaker, let her go and talk to the ancestors by herself, let us master and servant touch the tiger's butt." It’s really a dream for the two of us to go.”

How could she do such a thankless task, as smart as she was, she would have found excuses to shirk it early on.

Ping'er felt a little relieved when she heard this. She couldn't do it if she was kind enough to cheat on her sisters.

Logically speaking, the old lady cannot do without Sister Yuanyang, and she will not agree even if she thinks about it. As long as the old lady does not agree, Yuanyang will not be able to enter the eldest man's wolf den.

Sister Feng saw Ping'er's little thoughts, curled her lips and said, "I know you have a good relationship with Yuanyang, but don't be too happy. The eldest lady is going to quietly look for Yuanyang. I also know Yuanyang's temperament. I think I won’t agree, but I still have my mother-in-law and my brother and sister-in-law pressing me down. I’m not afraid of the mandarin ducks being dissatisfied. When the time comes, my ancestors won’t hold back even if they don’t let go.”

After all, no matter how much Jia Mu dislikes Jia She, he is still her eldest son. If they promote this matter in private, Jia Mu can only admit it.

Speaking of which, using Yuanyang, my brother and my sister-in-law to suppress me was Sister Feng’s idea to escape.
Upon hearing this, Ping'er's pretty face turned pale. According to what Sister Feng said, Yuanyang would be doomed.

Sister Feng knew Ping'er well and said with sincerity: "Ping'er, no matter who she is, there is no one who is not Ba Gao's favorite. Don't worry too much about this matter. It is also the fate of mandarin ducks."

Of course, Sister Feng has a clear heart and knows that this is not a good thing, but for Sister Feng, as long as it does not involve herself, she has nothing to do with Yuanyang's affairs.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have come up with this "bad idea".

Ping'er naturally understood what Sister Feng meant, which was to ask her not to meddle in other people's business.

Sister Feng saw the worried look on Ping'er's eyebrows, took a sip of tea, and then said: "Go to Yuanyang's place to persuade me, and be more careful. If you cause trouble, I will expose you."

This girl of my own is too kind-hearted and has no brains.

However, Ping'er was a smart person and knew the pros and cons, so Sister Feng ignored her and let her go.

When Ping'er heard the words, he understood clearly, and after responding, he retreated.

In the mandarin duck house.

After serving Jia Mu, Yuanyang returned to the house and had nothing to do, so he picked up needle and thread and started sewing.

Yuanyang is sitting on the bed, wearing a used lotus-colored coat and a green waistcoat. She has a waist and shoulders, a duck-oval face, and a slim figure. She holds the needle and thread in her slender hands and looks at the patterns carefully, with a smile on her face. The gentle and watery temperament is like a quiet picture.

At this moment, a figure lifted the curtain and walked in, breaking the silence.

Yuanyang noticed the movement, raised his eyes and saw Mrs.

Mrs.

Looking at Mrs.

Mrs. Xing smiled, put down the sachet in her hand, stretched out her hand to hold Yuanyang's bare hand and sat down on the kang beside her. With a kind face on her face, she said, "I came here specifically to wish you good luck."

Yuanyang frowned when he heard this, and suddenly felt a little confused. He congratulated her, where did this joy come from?

Fortunately, Yuanyang is a smart person, and he made a guess in the blink of an eye. His heart sank slightly, and he didn't know how to reply.

Mrs. The old lady begged you to make me your aunt, so you can have some fun!"

When Yuanyang heard this, her heart suddenly sank. If it was as she thought, it was the matchmaker who came, and she was secretly enjoying herself. She was fine if she didn't feel disgusted.

Although Mrs. Xing is "soft", she is also discerning. When she saw Yuanyang's face, she knew that she was unwilling, but when the master asked her to do this, she had no choice but to do it.

Otherwise, you will still be the one who suffers.

As the saying goes, a dead Taoist friend will not die a poor Taoist, only...
Thinking of this, Mrs. "

As long as Yuanyang remains silent, everything else will be easy to deal with. After all, Yuanyang is not young, and Jia Mu can't hold her back unreasonably, as this will harm the relationship between mother and son!

Yuanyang was shocked by the news and was pulled out by Mrs.

As a slave, you must not be rude to your master, nor can you say harsh words to your master. You can only resist silently.

Seeing this, Mrs. Just talk and follow me. Don't you want to be a girl instead of doing it? " Yuanyang was silent when he heard this. She is not willing to be such a master. If she really wants to, she will do it. That high-rise jade-like person.

It was just what she thought in her heart, but she couldn't say it clearly. After all, if she said this, it would be a slap in the face of the elder.

Seeing that Yuanyang was unmoved, Mrs. I'll go find your mother-in-law and brother and sister-in-law, and let them ask you."

After saying that, Mrs. Xing turned and left, ignoring Yuanyang's shouting behind her.

No matter how much face you gain, you are still just a girl. You really lose face.

At this time, Yuanyangfang's heart was sour, her clear eyes were filled with mist, and tears fell from her pretty face, with a look of sorrow on her face.

She knew the virtues of her mother-in-law and brother-in-law. If the eldest lady went to find them, she would most likely be sold.

"Hey. What's wrong with our new aunt?"

Just as he was crying alone for a while, Yuanyang suddenly heard a cute voice beside his ears. He raised his eyes and saw Ping'er outside the house. His mind turned and he understood. He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and spat: "Okay, you are all in cahoots together." Come plot against me, just wait and I will make trouble with your master."

If she didn't know the details, how could Ping'er call her "aunt"? I'm afraid this trip was not to persuade her.

Seeing that Yuanyang was annoyed, Ping'er stopped teasing him and explained in a nice voice: "The eldest wife got up early and asked the second grandma to come over to discuss the matter with you. When she came back, she told me, and she also said that she asked me to discuss the matter." , I was hidden by the Second Mistress, I came here to see you, not to be a lobbyist. "

Yuanyang felt a little relieved after hearing this. It was really hurtful that the good sister stabbed her in the back just after being forced by the eldest lady.

Ping'er caressed Yuanyang's shoulder, her beautiful eyes flashed, and she asked carefully: "Master, what do you think?"

Hearing this, Yuanyang felt a bitter look on her pretty face. It didn't matter what the slaves thought. The master wanted it, and slaves like them had no choice.

Pursing her pink lips, Yuanyang raised her eyes and looked at Ping'er. With a firm look on her face, she said, "I really shouldn't have said this, but this old man is so perverted. He has a straight face and a flat head." Yes, he refused to let go. Let me put this in your mind. Don’t tell me that the eldest master wants to marry me as his little wife. Even if the eldest wife is going to die now and he has three matchmakers and six beauties to marry me as his eldest wife, I can’t go. ”

What she said was completely merciless. If the person in front of her hadn't been Ping'er who talked about everything since she was a child, she wouldn't have said such heartless words.

Hearing this, Ping'er understood clearly that not only was she a mandarin duck, but even if it were her, she would never become the eldest man's little wife.

With his heart turning slightly, Ping'er seemed to have remembered something and said, "Since you don't want to, I'll teach you a way and it will be over without any trouble."

Yuanyang was worried about this matter. When he heard that Ping'er had a way, he was slightly happy. He held Ping'er's hand and asked hurriedly: "What's the way? Please tell me quickly."

Ping'er's bright eyes flashed and he said: "As long as you tell the eldest lady, the prince is interested in you, and the eldest prince will not dare to want you."

Ping'er didn't say this just to make fun of mandarin ducks. Although she only had a few contacts with the prince, she could tell that he was a kind-hearted person. She used the prince's name to recommend him to the eldest man, who also No blame.

It's hard to say that he can also help his sister find a place for the rest of her life, killing two birds with one stone.

The prince's character is worth guaranteeing.

Hearing this, Yuanyang's jade cheeks heated up slightly, and her heart seemed to be filled with annoyance. She rushed forward and spat: "What are you talking about? I'll tear your mouth apart."

"Don't."

Ping'er resisted Yuanyang's offensive and said hurriedly: "I'm serious about this."

Yuanyang paused after hearing this, but did not "teach" Ping'er any more. He held the handkerchief in his hand and looked a little confused.

In fact, it is not that the beauty has not considered this matter in her mind. After all, she has obtained the prince's promise, and the prince even pinched half of her body and it is regarded as his.

It's just that using the prince as an excuse now, in the eyes of everyone, is quite sowing trouble and affecting the relationship between the Duke's government and the prince. By then, I will no longer be a human being.

While I was thinking about it, I saw a woman in green walking in with a smile. She saw Ping'er and greeted her warmly: "Miss Ping'er is here too."

Ping'er raised his eyes to look at the woman, a strange color flashed in his bright eyes. The person who came was none other than the daughter-in-law of Yuanyang's brother Jin Wenxiang. She probably knew why she was here.

Instead of looking at the monk's face, he looked at the Buddha's face. Faced with the enthusiasm of Jin Wenxiang's wife, Ping'er said politely: "Sister-in-law is here, please sit down."

Jin Wenxiang's daughter-in-law said with a smile: "Don't bother me, I have something to do with our girl."

Yuanyang had a cold face and said calmly: "What's the matter, just tell me."

If they come to look for her at this time, they are afraid that the eldest lady has already supported them. This sister-in-law of hers has a good idea and is here to lobby.

When Jin Wenxiang's wife saw this, she was not upset at all. She stepped forward and took Yuanyang and said, "Girl, come with me. I tell you, it's a good thing anyway."

Yuanyang didn't know what kind of "good things" this sister-in-law meant, so he immediately threw away Jin Wenxiang's wife's hand and said sternly: "Bah, good words, what kind words? Song Huizong's eagle and Zhao Zi'ang's horse are both good paintings. No wonder you envy others all day long. My daughter has become a mistress, and the whole family relies on her to act arrogantly. You are so angry that you want to push me into the fire pit. "

The eldest lady had just left, and Jin Wenxiang's wife came over. It was obvious that she didn't hesitate at all. This is a family, which is really chilling.

Thinking of this, Yuanyang immediately had the desire to hit someone. If Ping'er hadn't pulled him away, he would have torn the face of Jin Wenxiang's wife into pieces.

Jin Wenxiang's wife was a thick-skinned person, and she didn't feel any embarrassment at all. She advised, "It's easy to decide whether you want to or not. There's no need to act rashly."

When Yuanyang heard this, he became even more angry and spat: "I'm a bastard. You sold me and didn't say anything about the benefits you got. If I gain face, you act tyrannically outside. If I lose face and lose, you will kill the bastard." If you shrink your neck, life or death is no longer up to me."

As he said this, Yuanyang felt more and more aggrieved, tears fell down, and he was filled with sorrow.

Jin Wenxiang's wife didn't take it seriously, and said with a hint of sarcasm in her voice: "Young lady, what you said is wrong. You are not young anymore, and you always have to marry someone. A little wife is long, and a little wife is short. What's wrong with being a little wife?" Yes, how many people still can’t catch it?”

On one side, Ping'er frowned and hummed: "Don't say that, the old lady can't live without a mandarin duck girl. If my sister-in-law is interested, go and talk to the old lady."

When Jin Wenxiang's wife heard this, she was immediately choked. If they dared to talk to the old lady, why should they persuade her here?
Now that the old lady was forced to move out, Jin Wenxiang's wife couldn't say anything more. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Okay, I'll go back to the eldest lady."

With that said, Jin Wenxiang's wife turned and left.

At this time, Ping'er gently stroked Yuanyang's jade back and said, "I don't think this matter is over yet. Why don't you go and beg the old lady?"

Since Yuanyang does not agree to use the prince as an excuse, the only thing left is to ask the old lady to come forward. Only the old lady comes forward to calm the eldest man.

Yuanyang pursed her pink lips and neither refused nor agreed. She bit her lips lightly and began to think.
Here, Jia She has already got something that Yuanyang refused to do. He was worried because when he copied Diao Nu, he didn't get any benefits and was locked in the treasury. Now he even refuses a maid house. His face immediately darkened.

"Hmph, I thought the old lady loved her because I wanted to give her some face. I would rather drink the toast as a penalty. The person I like still wants to escape from my grasp unless she dies."

On one side, Mrs. Xing looked at the cold-faced Jia She carefully, fearing that she would be offended, so she did not dare to speak at the moment.

Jia She didn't bother to pay attention to the old and beady Mrs. Xing, and ordered: "Come here, call Jin Wenxiang." (End of Chapter)