Ma Erniang's Splendid Pastoral

Chapter 197
Mo Wanyi's attention today is not on her son, but on her step-eldest son. Since the step-eldest son entered the restaurant, it is said that she is the little lady of the Feng family's granddaughter, her eyes have been on him. Not only that, the two are also quietly The corner spoke softly, and it looked like they were very familiar with each other.

Not only that, but she also paid special attention to Taishi Feng, and found that he didn't mind his granddaughter talking to Da Lang at all. Does that mean he agrees with Da Lang?
Da Lang is already married, he has been in business for nineteen years, and he is able to start a family and start a business, Mo Wanyi thought to herself, she will tell her husband about it when she returns home at night.

In the small restaurant, the atmosphere was harmonious, and everyone ate very happily. Zhang Nianmei looked at the empty seats around her, and secretly clicked her lips. She didn't know what Fatty Gu was thinking. He retreated from the family marriage as if he had taken medicine. It seemed that he was determined to marry this woman.

Shi Qiuju is now considered a small steward, and she has a bit of a look when she starts to do things. Seeing Gu Dun chasing him, she asked her little girl to go back to the kitchen first, and turned to another corridor by herself.

"General Gu, just say what you have to say. I have something to do after I finish." Shi Qiuju lowered her head, her voice muffled.

"Ju...Sister Ju...I...I have withdrawn from the marriage at home..." Seeing his sweetheart at first sight, Gu Dun was a little at a loss, like a stunned young man.

Hearing this, Shi Qiuju suddenly raised her head to look at him, and when she met a fiery gaze, she panicked and lowered her head in an instant, "Then... that's your business, it has nothing to do with me."

"Why doesn't it matter?" Gu Dun stepped forward anxiously, and almost bumped into Shi Qiuju.

"You...don't get so close."

Gu Dun is a rough man, and he doesn't know how to beat around the bush, so he said directly: "I...I want to marry you, Sister Ju!"

"I...I..." Shi Qiuju raised her head again, her lips trembling, "I... am not good enough for you."

"If I say I deserve it, I deserve it." Gu Dun reached out to take her hand.

"No... no, I really don't deserve it." Shi Qiuju didn't say anything false or polite. After working as a small manager for a period of time, she realized how incompetent and useless she was, and Gu Dun was classy General, it is said that his rank is equal to that of the county magistrate. Thinking of the county magistrate's wife, it is simply an existence that is beyond reach in my heart.

She is really contradictory. On the one hand, she likes this solid man who is five years younger than her, but on the other hand, she really knows that once she marries him, she will not only become his wife, but also help him host the wedding ceremony. .The head of a fifth-rank general's family, she dared not.

"Sister Ju, you are a good person, I like you, and I want to marry you."

Gritting her teeth, Shi Qiuju raised her eyes, with tears in her eyes, "I used to be like a frog sitting in a well, knowing that liking a man was enough, but now I understand that liking is not enough."

"Who said that, I say enough is enough." Gu Dun was overjoyed when he heard Shi Qiuju admit that he liked him.

"No... not enough..." Shi Qiuju shook her head again and again, "You are a general, and your relationship is much higher than that of our rural people. I can't."

"What kind of rural people, you have been with the princess for three or four years, even if you haven't learned anything, you can see the same." Gu Dun doesn't think this is a problem. He is a person dominated by emotions, and he does things with momentum and brute force , he doesn't think much about worldly things, he acts rashly, for him, as long as he likes it, that's enough.

"I..." This sentence successfully swayed Shi Qiuju's words. Yes, she followed the concubine and took care of things. She didn't learn much, but she saw a lot.

Seeing that the woman was moved by his words, Gu Dun quickly said again: "Sister Ju, don't worry, as long as you marry me, I will treat you well for the rest of my life."

"I..." Shi Qiuju raised her eyes. She is already 33, and she is a divorced woman who can barely read. If her daughter hadn't forced her to learn to read this year, she wouldn't even be able to read. She would be able to marry a fifth-rank general. is this real?

"Sister Chrysanthemum—" Gu Dun, the boss, rarely showed his shyness and tenderness.

"I..." Shi Qiuju felt that her heart like a dry well seemed to be filled with fresh water, and she came alive, "I... I don't know, I'm going to work..." Not knowing how to deal with it, she ran away up!
"Ju... Sister Ju, as long as you agree, I will go to the prince." Gu Dun shouted from behind.

"I don't know, don't ask me." Shi Qiuju ran away.

Gu Dun stood in the corridor and said to himself, "Are you agreeing to this or not!" He was a little uncertain, should he talk to the prince about it?

In the restaurant, everyone ate in full swing, whether it was vegetarian or meat, after rinsing, put it in a saucer for dipping, the taste was always delicious to the bottom of my heart.

"Yao'er—"

"grandfather--"

Feng Luoyao quickly walked around to her grandfather, "What's wrong?"

"Ask Erniang, how do you make these sauces? They taste so good. Say hello, and you can make them at home." Feng Jiangyi was not only satisfied with the food, but also searched for seasoning recipes.

"Oh, grandpa!" Feng Luoyao looked at Ma Min'er with a smile, "Princess—"

"Why do you have such a birth status, called Second Sister!" Ma Min'er had already noticed that this little girl seemed to be going to be her own sister-in-law.

When Feng Jiangyi heard this, his eyebrows almost flew up, this girl is really...

Mo Wanyi had already understood it, she secretly lowered her head and smiled, but Ma Qifeng didn't understand, so she stared blankly, thinking it was just a little fun.

Ma Dalang was bored, lowered his head, curled his mouth secretly, this big sister...

Feng Luoyao felt a little embarrassed, "Second Sister—"

"Hey!" Ma Min'er happily replied: "I will tell you about these sauces, but now, you go back to eat the pot, otherwise, all the good things will be robbed."

"Thank you, Second Sister." Feng Luoyao happily returned to her table and began to eat again.

Ma Dalang and Feng Jiangyi rolled their eyes at Ma Min'er at the same time, if she didn't have food in her mouth, she could laugh up to the sky.

-

After sending off his fiancée, Liu Zaili wanted to stay alone for a while, and went to his private residence, in the wing room, and sat on the couch, staring out the window, drinking tea one after another, as if he was remembering something.

It's a pity that for a person of his status, leisure is a luxury. The hidden guard came in and immediately reported, "Master, I found traces of those southern barbarians in a certain small inn."

Liu Zaili quickly put down the cup in his hand, leaned forward and got off the ground, "Lead the way."

"Yes, sir."

-

It was getting dark again, Mrs. Ma San saw that the man hadn't come back, and the servant she had sent out had disappeared. She felt her eyelids twitched so badly that she couldn't hold her breath anymore, so she sent someone to look for Ma Qimeng.

When the son came back from the academy, his face was not as ugly as before, and he was even a little proud, "Zhier, is it true that the master often praises you recently?"

Ma Yizhi, who had a proud expression on his face, suddenly put away his expression, "Greetings to mother, it's fine, my son is off to study."

"Zhier...Zhier..." The son didn't even reply, so Mrs. Ma could only stop his servant, "Tell me, have you been praised by your master recently?"

The little boy shrank his head and smiled, "This little one doesn't know."

"Then why is he happy?"

"Recently, there are quite a lot of people who come to please the young master. The young master is in a good mood."

This is the reason, is it really because her daughter has been promoted to second-class beauty, Mrs. Ma San waved her hand and let the boy go away.

After leaving the palace, Ma Chengzu returned home early, sat in the study, either reading a book or playing chess with himself. Sometimes, the eldest grandson would come back to ask him for advice, but he lived in the academy. I only came back once a day, and the next time my grandson came home every day, I used to see him come to ask for advice. For some reason, the eldest grandson didn’t come, and he didn’t come either. It’s really...

But Ma Chengzu didn't notice such details, he asked as usual: "Has Zhier finished school?"

"Back to the boss, I just came back."

"Let him come over and endorse."

"Yes, my lord."

Ma Yizhi was in a daze in the room, when he heard the servant next to his grandfather call, he panicked and followed with his book.

Half an hour later, Ma Chengzu shook his head again and again. At first he wanted to broaden his lecture, but he couldn't even memorize the most basic books. How could he continue teaching? His eyes sank, "If you don't memorize, don't eat."

"Grandpa...Grandpa, I'm so hungry that I'm exhausted."

"You..." For some reason, all of a sudden, the spirit that Ma Chengzu had accumulated with great difficulty was broken by his second grandson.

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Shopkeeper Peng is looking for a shop that is not in an expensive location or a big shop, but it must have an eighth-floor new one. The first two conditions are easy to meet, but the eighth-floor new one is not easy to find. It has already found the edge of the inner city. The city was connected, but he still couldn't find it. He was a little discouraged.

Seeing that it was going to be too late, I was so hungry, I found a small noodle shop, ordered a bowl of Hulala, and I ate it, and it was hot in my stomach, and I felt like I was alive. cold.

Halfway through the meal, a middle-aged man sat across from him, and when he saw him, he called out, "Hey, big brother, why are you here?"

"Oh, so I'm from Linya. I'm looking for a shop nearby." Shopkeeper Peng has dealt with this person and knows him.

"Have you not found it yet?"

Shopkeeper Peng replied: "I found two small ones, and I'm looking for a new medium-sized eight-story shop."

"So that's how it is." Lin Yaren beckoned, and the waiter came over, "Guest officer, what do you want?"

"Here's a bowl of old soup, put more lard."

"Understood, guest officer, come right away."

After the waiter left, Lin Ya said: "It's really hard to find a shop like the one you mentioned."

"Who says it's not." Shopkeeper Peng smiled, turned his head and said, "Shopkeeper, I have invited this guest's dinner."

"Oh, what an embarrassment." Lin Yaren waved his hands politely.

"When you come out, you are friends. A bowl of glutinous rice is nothing. It's okay, let's eat."

Although there are not many coppers in a bowl of glutinous rice, Lin Ya people liked the coolness of shopkeeper Peng, and said with a smile: "Actually, I know that there is a shop that meets your requirements, but I don't know if it is for your own use or for your boss's use?"

In Beijing, shops are usually bought for the owner. Lin Ya saw that this was the case with shopkeeper Peng, but he still inquired tactfully.

"Brother, with your bright eyes, you should be able to see that I'm buying a shop for my boss." Shopkeeper Peng laughed.

"Then the identity of your boss..."

Shopkeeper Peng didn't know the truth: "It still has some status."

"Oh..." Lin Yaren thought for a while and said, "I'm afraid it won't work."

"Where is it?" Shopkeeper Peng asked curiously.

"In the place where the imperial palace meets the inner city."

"That's a good location."

"That's it," Lin Yaren was proud, but his expression became a little depressed, "I heard that this shop is being held for tricks."

"A prank?"

The waiter in the shop came to the shop, "Guest officer, hurry up and eat while it's hot." After finishing speaking, he immediately retreated and gave up the place to the customer.

Shopkeeper Peng was waiting for his next sentence.

Lin Yaren took a sip of the hot soup, "I also heard people say it, I don't know if it's accurate, you know, in Beijing, especially the place near Da Nei (referring to the palace), there are many things, even if you know it You have to pretend you don't know, otherwise you won't know how you died, so you only passed one ear."

Shopkeeper Peng believed this, nodded and smiled: "Thank you, brother."

"You're welcome!" Lin Ya said before bowing his head to eat.

Shopkeeper Peng finished his meal, and bid farewell to him, "Brother Lin, I'll just take my leave."

"Walk slowly."

Shopkeeper Peng went back to the small house that Qiu Baiyan bought in Beijing. It was specially for managers and employees who had no place to stay. The yard was not far from the Beijun Wangfu, and it was bought through the relationship of Beijun Wangfu.

Back in the courtyard, after thinking about it, he told Qiu Baiyan what he had inquired about, "Do you want to inquire about it?"

Qiu Baiyan nodded, "Okay, I will inquire with you tomorrow."

"Ah."

After dinner, Ma Min'er wanted to stay with Mr. Jiang's grandchildren, but Mr. Jiang was not used to it and insisted on going back. Zhang Nianmei still sent them back with several hundred servants.

Ma Qifeng's family stayed at their daughter's house overnight, planning to have a good reunion with their daughter tomorrow.

At the gate of Taishi Mansion, Feng Jiangyi cupped his hands: "Thank you General Zhang, please come in for a cup of tea."

"No, grand master, the little one has to go back and report."

"Then the old man will not stay."

Zhang Nianmei saluted again, turned around and took hundreds of guards with her, and disappeared at the gate of Taishi Mansion.

When Feng Zhiping heard that his father came back, he had already reached the door, Feng Jiangyi turned back to the inner courtyard, and asked as he walked, "What happened during the day?"

"Ma Erniang didn't tell you?"

"This girl has a tight mouth."

"Someone assassinated her."

Feng Jiangyi was taken aback, "Bing Masi dealt with it?"

"It was first handled by King Yancheng, and then it was transferred to us."

"Oh." Feng Jiangyi asked: "Have you found out who it is?"

Feng Zhiping looked around, and his daughter had gone back to the yard from another corridor, which was the direction to his father's study, he put his hand over his mouth, and said in a low voice: "I'm afraid it's the one who escaped, find someone to come back for revenge." gone."

"The former king of Zhao?"

"Yes, father, there are various indications that he is the former King Zhao hiding in a certain barbarian tribe."

"It's really not a good thing." Feng Jiangyi said, "Xia Zian and Yan Cheng are the heroes who helped the emperor ascend the throne. It's normal for the former King Zhao to spread his hatred on them. I didn't expect that it would also affect Ma Erniang."

"So the news is blocked, and almost no one knows." Feng Zhiping whispered.

It was late at night, deep in the palace, the queen was sitting in the bedroom, her clothes and headgear hadn't been put down, she looked dignified, dozens of copper oil lamps in the hall were on like daytime.

All the maids and nuns in the hall held their breaths and did not dare to move around, for fear of alarming the nobleman, causing trouble for themselves, and even killing themselves. Seeing that the hourglass was leaking out bit by bit, it was almost time for Haishi (10 at night) point), the close old nanny reminded softly, "Madam, the Holy Majesty is probably still approving papers, look..."

The queen sat upright on the chair, motionless, with her eyes downcast, as if she had fallen asleep.

The atmosphere was oppressive, and the old lady didn't dare to remind her again, so she took a step back quietly and looked towards the entrance of the hall, hoping that something could break the suffocating dullness.

Sure enough, a middle-aged court lady hurried in, holding her skirt, and knelt down in front of the queen, "Your Majesty..."

"what's up?"

"Go back to your empress, I have asked someone to inquire about it. Shurong Palace has not received anything extra recently, nor has it asked for additional meals or daily expenses."

The queen raised her eyelids, "Being spoiled but not arrogant?"

"Your Majesty, maybe Ma Shurong is a person who is neither arrogant nor irritable."

The queen smiled, "Ever since I married the Holy Majesty as the first wife, I haven't seen a few people who are not spoiled."

The middle-aged palace lady thought about it and said: "Madam, I heard that Ma Chaofeng is a person who is neither arrogant nor impatient and will not flatter anyone."

The queen's eyes narrowed, as if it was really the case, and suddenly her expression remained unchanged: "Did you find out anything else?"

The middle-aged court lady didn't understand the meaning of the queen's question, she was stunned for a moment, and quickly leaned over, "I beg your forgiveness, I haven't heard anything else yet."

The queen snorted lightly: "Changing clothes for me."

"Yes, ma'am."

When the maids in the palace heard this sentence, they came out of the corner one after another, each performing their duties, and serving the empress to bed.

The middle-aged court lady who came to do something, stepped aside, and when the most useful court lady had time, she hurried forward, "Shang Gong, do you have any small things to do?"

The maid who served her personally chuckled, "That's all."

"Shang Gong, I'm so stupid, can I remind you a little bit?"

"Ding Shanggong, if you are stupid, then there will be no wisdom in this palace."

"Young one... I really don't understand what your mother said just now."

The palace maid smiled lightly: "Then don't ask me, I don't understand either." After finishing speaking, she turned and left, "I still have to wait on the empress." Turning around, she entered the inner chamber.Only Ding Shanggong was left secretly thinking about the meaning of what the queen said just now.

Emperor Yuantai flipped his sign and entered the ladies' palace. Fang Yuyuan was relieved a lot and had time to go back to his place of residence. As soon as he sat down, several young father-in-laws came to him, "Elder-in-law, how are you doing? "

Fang Yuyuan also knew what his subordinates were asking if he didn't know what to say, and smiled lightly, "It's almost the same."

"Or three times a month?"

"Ah."

"Elder-in-law, should we do it, or not?"

Fang Yuyuan narrowed his eyes and remained silent.

"Elder-in-law—" A certain little eunuch stepped forward, moved his leg, and massaged him, trying to please the waiter.

Fang Yuyuan squinted his eyes and enjoyed it.

The little father-in-laws were impatient. After waiting for a while, someone asked again: "Elder-in-law, the emperor turned over other concubines' signs tonight, and the lights in the Queen's Palace have been bright for a long time."

Hearing this, Fang Yuyuan opened his eyes, "You monkeys, do whatever you want, why beat around the bush."

"Elder-in-law—" the little eunuchs were overjoyed, "Thank you for the suggestion, Eunuch!"

"Okay, don't beat, don't knock, I have to go to the emperor's side, and I have to be on duty at night."

"Eunuch, thank you for your hard work, old man."

"Hard work? I don't think it's hard work at all!"

"Eunuch, can't sleep all night and all night, and listen to orders at any time, isn't it hard?"

Fang Yuyuan adjusted his clothes, "When you reach my age, you will understand, what a pleasure it is to be busy." He said as he left his residence, the little father-in-laws followed him out, all of them What is the meaning of what he said?

Mrs. Ma San felt that she was about to freeze, it was already midnight, why the man hadn't come back yet, she stood up, walked around in the wing room, and asked the girl to ask if he had come back from time to time.

The personal nurse said: "Ma'am, the master is probably living in an inn outside."

"The inn?" Mrs. Ma San's voice was an octave higher, "Is that the building!" Thinking that the man might hug other women, she felt like ice was poured on her body.

"Madam, Madam...the master is back!" Outside the door, the girl shouted excitedly.

Mrs. Ma San greeted her quickly, "Where have you been?"

"Men go there, why are you a woman caring so much?"

"You..." Mrs. Ma San took a few steps back from his alcohol smell, "How much wine have you drunk?"

"Not much." Ma Qimeng shrank his neck from the cold wind, and leaned against the charcoal brazier when he entered the wing room, "Oh, mother, it's really warm."

Mrs. Ma San couldn't bear to see his dead character: "Where did you go to drink again?"

"Of course it's a famous restaurant."

"You..." Mrs. Ma San raised her head and was about to find his personal servant, asking how much money he spent and whether she was able to pay it back.

Seeing his wife looking for a servant, Ma Qimeng called out, "What are you doing, have I paid a tael of silver at home during this time?"

"You haven't paid any money, but you asked the restaurant manager to ask for money, and if you ask for it, it will be thousands of taels."

"Fuck, besides the 3000 taels I was cheated last time, when did I let people form a thousand taels of silver?"

Mrs. Ma San said angrily: "You... you settle accounts several times throughout the year, is it thousands of taels of silver each time?"

Ma Qimeng looked dissatisfied: "You woman, I don't want to settle the old score with you, anyway, I don't spend any money from the family now, and I'm just a flatterer."

"Is there nothing to eat at home, and you want to go out to eat and drink for free?" Mrs. Ma San doesn't believe that there is such a good thing in the world as waiting for free food and drink, especially for such a wimp like him.

"How come there are restaurants and restaurants at home."

"You..." Mrs. Ma San was so angry that her lungs would explode, "From tomorrow onwards, I will ask my father to detain you at home."

"Why do you use my father to pressure me? Let me tell you, not only do I not spend any money, but I can also get a big shop for nothing, a big shop close to Da Nei."

"Someone will give you such an expensive shop?"

"Believe it or not, when I get the contract, you will know how powerful you are as a man."

"Amazing..." For some reason, when Mrs. Ma San heard this, not only did she not feel terrible, but her heart beat violently. It was because men were unreliable in doing things. Give him a shop in such a good location.

(End of this chapter)