Nine-fold lotus of the famous family

Chapter 4
Ji Mingxuan was in love all day long, and he was good at poetry, painting, reciting wine, but failed in the imperial examinations every time. In the end, Mrs. Ji came forward and donated an unremarkable classic history. Even so, Ji Mingxuan still spent three days fishing and two days drying the net. If he hadn't worried about old master Ji's face in the Hanlin Academy, Ji Mingxuan would have been sent away long ago.

In Ji Chonglian's generation, there are Ji Furong, the eldest daughter of the eldest family, Ji Chongbao, the third young master, and Ji Haitang, the second daughter of Aunt Hong, the Meng family's dowry maid.

Only the eldest young master Ji Chongze was the only one from the third house, and the second young master Ji Chongliang and the third girl Ji Youlan were both descended from the aunt Zeng's family.

The fifth daughter Ji Chonglian and the fourth young master Ji Chongyu were born in the fourth house, and Aunt Liu gave birth to the sixth girl Ji Ziwei and the fifth young master Ji Chongtian.

Such a huge population relationship map does not include married aunts, uncles and sisters in the family, and many cousins ​​and aunts who turn around. Just remember the names of these people and the housekeepers, mothers, maids, etc. Huan took Ji Chonglian a lot of time, but at least now she knows what she knows.

In Shangjing in the twelfth lunar month, it was already freezing cold, a brazier was burned in the corner of the house, and Ji Chonglian sat on the kang, holding a brass hand stove in his hand, and only then did he feel a little warmer.

On the kang was a small square table made of sour branch wood, on which was a teapot wrapped in gray flannelette, beside the teapot there was half a cup of unfinished tea in a white glazed porcelain cup, and a stack of cooked rice paper was cut into five inches With a square appearance, Ji Chonglian held the hand stove in one hand, and a simple pencil made of carbon rods in the other to trace patterns on it.

Biyuan watched from the side, and couldn't help pursing her lips into a smile, "The patterns drawn by the girl are beautiful, and the third girl in front even asked gold foil to ask for the patterns drawn by the girl, only saying that the richer the better, as if she was afraid that others would not know her appearance. Ancestral home..."

Ji Chonglian put away her pen, and glanced at Bi Yuan lightly. She immediately realized that she had said something wrong, she quickly stopped, and bent her knees and said: "My servant made a slip of the tongue, please punish me."

"Third Sister is just genuine. She likes the patterns I draw, and she didn't take them for nothing."

Ji Chonglian glanced at the stretched and complicated double-petaled dahlias on the paper, carefully rolled them up, and handed them to Biyuan together with the rich and noble bird of paradise that had been drawn before, and said: "You are so open-mouthed on weekdays. I'm fine, but if you go outside and talk nonsense, you won't know if you offend people, so be careful in everything, you don't know that misfortune comes out of your mouth, you have to learn this from Hongying."

Hongying is steady and meticulous, she was originally serving Ji Chonglian, but she was later transferred to serve Ji Chongyu, and Bi Yuan followed her.

These two girls were bought by the Shen family back then, and they were fairly loyal. They were much more worry-free than the ones sent by Aunt Liu to their siblings. Therefore, although Bi Yuan was a little stupid and straight-talking, Ji Chonglian Still willing to teach well.

"Yes, the servant girl remembered."

Bi Yuan nodded annoyed, she had such a problem, she always wanted to hold back, but she couldn't help it, and she realized that she had made a mistake again as soon as she spoke, and she wanted to pinch her own tongue fiercely.

"You take this painting to Third Sister. If she says she wants to give me something in return, you can accept it. I'll thank you later."

Although the third daughter, Ji Youlan, is a concubine of the third family, she is straightforward and open-minded by nature. Her aunt Zeng is the daughter of a wealthy businessman. Her natal family has strong financial resources. She also helped Ji Mingzhong a lot in business, and gave birth to a son and a daughter. , in Sanfang, I can speak hard words.

Regarding Ji Youlan's gift in return, Ji Chonglian has always accepted it with peace of mind, and this can be regarded as her small way of earning money.

Although his mother, Shen Shi, has gone, the dowry left behind is held in the hands of Aunt Liu. Because their siblings are young and unattractive, they just keep it on their behalf. No one would believe this, but Ji Mingxuan believed it was true, and kept on doing it. Praise Aunt Liu for her virtuousness.

Meeting such a father and aunt, Ji Chonglian knew that complaining was useless, so she simply lived her own life, earned her own money, and planned more for their siblings in the future.

Therefore, it is very necessary to make good friends with the third house. After all, Ji Mingzhong controls the source of income of the Ji family, and everyone doesn't think so at the moment, but if one day the old lady Ji resigns from office, or the prosperity of the Ji family is no longer, they can truly Aware of the importance of Ji Mingzhong.

"Girl, the maidservant immediately sent this painting to the third girl."

Biyuan nodded, and was about to turn around the bamboo light moon screen, but was bumped into her arms by Hongying who was rushing towards her, she fell to the ground with an ouch, rubbed her chest and was about to have a seizure, when she raised her head and looked It was startled.

I saw that Hongying's face was full of panic and uneasiness, even her complexion turned pale, she stumbled to her feet, ignored her, ran straight to Ji Chonglian, knelt down on the ground with her knees weak, and said tremblingly: "Girl, old man... The old man was brought back!"

"How is this going?"

Ji Chonglian was stunned, and hurriedly sat up, Biyuan didn't care about going to Ji Youlan to deliver the painting, got up by herself, rubbed the sore spot and followed, stood aside and listened carefully.

"The servant girl doesn't know..."

Hongying looked terrified, and her teeth were chattering as she spoke, "The servant girl just went to the embroidery room to get some silk thread, and when she passed the second gate, she heard a few women whispering, saying that the old lady didn't know what was going on. He vomited blood, and was carried back!"

Ji Chongyu was drawing red letters on the table under the window sill in the East Wing. Hearing the movement in the West Wing, he also put down his pen and came out, looking at Ji Chonglian with a puzzled expression, "Sister, what's going on?"

"Quick, change clothes, let's go to the old lady's place to have a look!"

Ji Chonglian ordered solemnly, although she didn't know how credible Hongying's words were, but Mrs. Ji is now the pillar of the whole family, if he falls down... I can't imagine the consequences!
Bi Yuan and Hong Ying hurriedly responded, and quickly waited for the siblings to change their clothes and make up, and after a while, they packed up and walked quickly to Mrs. Ji's main courtyard.

The main courtyard was full of people coming and going at the moment, Ji Chonglian bumped into several groups of people rushing out in front of the hanging flower gate at the entrance of the courtyard.

Bi Yuan asked a little girl she knew well, and after a little inquiring, she knew that some of them invited doctors, some reported to other courts, some went to invite the masters of the house, and some brought tea and water, and took medicine. Anointed, it became a busy one.

No one cared about the sudden appearance of the fifth girl and the fourth young master. If they saw it, they would just give a quick salute and then run away again, busy with their errands.

Ji Chonglian frowned, and unconsciously raised her head to look at the sky, where the dark clouds rolled, as if a thunderstorm was coming.

She tightened Ji Chongyu's hand, and walked towards the courtyard step by step.

"Fifth girl, fourth young master!"

Yuqing, the eldest maid next to Mrs. Ji, hurried over, and bowed her knees to Ji Chonglian and said: "The old lady ordered, if the girls and masters come, they should sit in the flower hall first."

(End of this chapter)