The Rebirth of the First Daughter: The Crown Prince

Chapter 222 Wang's gift
Changheyuan.

The weather was fine today, Liu Lu and Caixia supported Mrs. Wang, and they were walking in the yard. Grandma Zhu came from the side and walked to Mrs. Wang. Seeing Mrs. Wang, she asked Liu Lu and Caixia to support her in Sit down in the gazebo, wave your hands and let the two of you go down.

"Let's talk." Wang said, looking at Nanny Zhu.

Nanny Zhu nodded, "Last night, for some reason, Seventh Miss punished Bixiu, and this morning, Fourth Madam went to Seventh Miss to provoke her."

"Bixiu?"

"It is Miss Seven's personal servant girl. In the past, Miss Seven was very kind to Bixiu. It is estimated that Bixiu made a big mistake yesterday, otherwise, with Miss Seven's gentle temperament, she would never be punished." .”

"Oh? Yujin thinks so?" Wang raised her eyebrows and looked at Nanny Zhu.

Nanny Zhu raised her head, glanced at Mrs. Wang, puzzled, bit the bullet, and said "yes".

"Yujin, you are wrong."

Mama Zhu was puzzled.

"That girl has grown up."

Nanny Zhu looked at Mrs. Wang.

"People need experience. After going through all these things, if the girl still doesn't learn well, I'm afraid it will be in vain. Don't ask Bixiu's maid whether she made any mistakes, but she was punished. I'm afraid it's not just because of her mistakes. It's because Qiyatou wants the servants in the yard to understand that she is not easy to bully, and if you offend her, you will suffer!" Wang sighed.

Hearing this, Nanny Zhu looked up in astonishment, but after a while, she lost her expression again, only she felt that what Mrs. Wang said was not unreasonable.

"According to the ancestors, Bixiu made a mistake, but the reason why the girl punished her was to take this opportunity to show others? Is it to make an example to others?"

Hearing this, Mrs. Wang glanced at Nanny Zhu, but did not answer, but changed the subject: "Where did Mrs. Bai go, and what did she do?"

"This...specifically, I don't know about it. I only know that when the fourth lady left Xichun Garden, she seemed to be in a bad mood."

"So, I think that girl hasn't suffered a lot."

Nanny Zhu nodded and suddenly remembered that there was something she forgot to report yesterday: "Old Ancestor, there is one more thing, this servant is thinking about it, I should let you know."

"Oh? What's the matter? Let's talk."

"Yesterday, Miss Nine went to see Concubine Mu Fang without telling the truth about the Fourth Madam. It seemed that she had caused some trouble. Miss Nine returned to the mansion. Not long after, Miss Nine led Miss Nine to Prince Jing's Mansion."

Hearing this, a look of displeasure flashed in Wang's eyes: "I know that girl is careless, and she really doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth. How can she, an eleven or twelve-year-old girl, be able to deal with that concubine Mu?"

Nanny Zhu's eyes flickered, and she bowed and said, "According to our ancestors, the marriage between the two families—"

"It doesn't matter, I'm afraid that Jiuyatou will have a hard time when she enters Prince Jing's Mansion in the future!" Mrs. Wang sighed. After all, she is her own granddaughter, so how can she not have any feelings?
She wanted Mo Xi to marry into Prince Jing's Mansion, but if Mo Xiaolian married in, it would be no different to the Mo family.

It is affectionate, but it is ruthless.However, if you want to say that you are ruthless, you are wrong.The things in this big family cannot be summed up in one word. How can we explain clearly when there are so many disturbances in the world?

"Over there at Prince Jing's Mansion—look, what are we going to do?" Nanny Zhu asked tentatively.

Mrs. Wang thought about it for a while, and then said: "Go, get the jade chess piece that the queen mother gave me last year, and send it to King Jing's mansion, and Concubine Mu, and said, "I have heard that Concubine Mu is both talented and unparalleled in writing. This chess is given to those who are useful', other than that, there is no need to say more."

Hearing this, Nanny Zhu was surprised, and she naturally felt that Wang's behavior was not worth it, but she didn't say much, because she understood that it was not her, Mo Xiaolian, who helped Wang's gang, but Mo Xiaolian. It's the Mohists.

Mo Xiaolian's face can be lost, but the Mo family's face can't be lost!
"Yes. The servant knows, and the servant will do it now." Saying that, Mammy Zhu bowed and stepped back.

In the evening, the news of Wang's gift-giving reached Mo Xi's ears. Hearing this, Mo Xi didn't respond, and Lu Yao didn't say anything, but Bi Xiu was a little bit aggrieved.

"Girl, what do you mean by the old ancestor? Isn't she facing you? Why do you want to help Miss Nine again?"

Mo Xi put down the pen in her hand, looked at Bixiu, and sighed, "Bixiu, when will you be as steady as Luyao?"

Bixiu said nothing, turned her head away.

"I saw that the punishment was less at that time. You should be punished to kneel for two or three days. Now you have the strength to punish grandma again."

"Slaves dare not!" Bi Xiu held her breath and spat out a few words.

"Don't you dare?" Mo Xi covered her mouth and smiled: "Lvyao, look, this girl doesn't look like she dares, it's clear she's angry and she's resenting me in her heart."

Hearing this, Luyao smiled: "What the girl said is true." Turning her head, she walked two steps, and came to Bixiu's side, and said, "Bixiu, don't be annoyed, I have no one to blame for this matter. My ancestors did this , not to favor anyone."

After all, she thinks more than Bixiu, and sees some things thoroughly.

After finishing speaking, Luyao looked at Mo Xi, and saw that Mo Xi had no intention of stopping her, but lowered her head, looking at the account book in her hand, the broken hair on her forehead was hanging down, and she couldn't see the expression on her face clearly.Luyao thought for a while, then continued: "Bixiu, do you really think that the old ancestor is helping Miss Nine?"

"Is not it?"

Luyao shook her head: "Maybe there is, but I guess there is not much love in it. The gift, the ancestors, is more important to save the face of the Mo family!"

Luyao turned her head and looked at the beautiful and calm figure in front of the desk, unmoved by her words.

After all, a girl is a girl, but no one can compare to her character.

Although Luyao said so, there was one thing she didn't say.The old ancestor was kind to the girl, and from an emotional point of view, he loved the girl the most, but this was abandoning her identity as the old ancestor of the Mohist family, and only considered it from the perspective of a grandmother.If you add this layer of identity——

Today's girl, to the Mo family, is probably not as good as Mo Xiaolian!
Luyao withdrew her thoughts, turned her head, and looked at Bixiu. Seeing that Bixiu was still frowning, her eyes were looking at Mo Xi, she shook her head helplessly. You noticed it!

"The Mo family, you must be the Mo family first, and then you can be yourself."

After a long time, Mo Xi said a word out of nowhere. After she finished speaking, she raised her head, with a light smile on her face, such a smile, such warmth, only the two servant girls saw it, but felt a little distressed.

Be the Mo family first, and then be yourself.

This is the sorrow of being a son of a family, but at the same time, it is also the luck of being a son of a family.

Mo Xi was using this sentence to tell the two maids around her that no matter what Wang did, she would never blame her, because she gradually understood that there was nothing she could do in this family.

These years, Mo Xi felt that her life was not easy, but how could it be easy for the Wang family?

She once complained about Mrs. Wang, but gradually, she found that the old man was suffering more than anyone else in his heart. The hatred of Mrs. Mu's departure gradually faded in her heart. Today, a year later, Mo Xi suddenly understood that there are many things in this world. , can't be explained, and can't be measured by a person's reason, because in this world, besides reason, there is another word called "emotion".

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(End of this chapter)