Lady Zhao

Chapter 90

Mrs. Lin lived in the Duke's mansion until the beginning of spring, and she couldn't bear it any longer. There was a lot of discussion among the audience, and the old lady didn't show a good face. When Mrs. Lin came back from an errand, she went to the mansion to ask for a few In a word, she took the child along and left, Mrs. Zhao couldn't help feeling the old man's unique vision, but luckily the one who married didn't have a mother-in-law, otherwise, with the temper of the fifth child, how could she be allowed to mess around like this.

That is to say, when it was warm and cold, Aunt Rong caught wind and cold, and she was already seven months pregnant. She was afraid that the medicine would affect the child, but she didn't use it. The condition became worse day by day. The old lady saw it in her eyes I was so anxious that even if I punished the servant who took care of me, I couldn't solve the situation.

Zhao Wenwan couldn't do anything about this kind of thing. Seeing that the old lady was in a hurry to get angry, she could only prepare fire-reducing tea and accompany her to comfort her, and asked Gu Jingxing's people to ask the imperial doctor for some medicinal prescriptions for tonic. But it is not good.On the contrary, it was the maid brought back by Leng, who was used to massage techniques, mixed with an unknown incense ointment, applied it to Aunt Rong, and asked the maid to assist in massage. After a few days of continuous massage, Aunt Rong's illness was so good about there.

When Zhao Wenwan accompanied the old lady to visit, she found that Leng's treatment method was somewhat similar to modern aromatherapy, with advanced techniques, and it was the most effective for Aunt Rong's strained and stagnant symptoms.

"Fourth aunt is more knowledgeable and knowledgeable. This method is more useful than the doctor's prescription." Zhao Wenwan was also happy to see Aunt Rong's face was ruddy. Be happy.

Leng smiled gently, "I followed your fourth uncle to run around all year round, listened and watched more, the old lady has a sore waist and leg pain, even if you call me, Yinchuan's craftsmanship is still passable .”

The old lady agreed with a smile, seeing that Mrs. Leng was more and more satisfied. Just talking about this Chinese New Year, she made up for the details that Mrs. Ye could not take care of in previous years, and she did not talk about it greedily. From what she saw, she felt more and more that the fourth daughter-in-law was very nice to her, which was much more worry-free than the other two.

Just looking at her flat belly, she concealed a bit of deep meaning, and sighed for a while, that's all, anyway, she got the guarantee from the fourth child, and the two of them were still young, and they were working hard before. When he was free, he agreed to let her hold his grandson, and seeing that Leng couldn't find anything wrong, he didn't talk too much about it.

"Following the fourth child to endure hardships outside, nothing compares to having a tile-roofed house to shelter from the wind and rain at home." Mrs. Zhao couldn't help sighing whenever she thought of the years that the fourth child had been outside. Couldn't help muttering something.

"What the old lady said is that the fourth master has been thinking about you all the time, and he will come back to spend the holiday with you as soon as the matter in Jiangbei is over." Leng still spoke for her husband after being taught.

Mrs. Zhao pursed her lips and smiled. She was naturally satisfied with Leng's attitude, but she also knew her child in her heart, and she was willing to come back only after getting some grades. Having stabilized his heels, he was not without relief in his heart. If the old man could see it, he must be happy too.

Although Zhao Wenwan was curious about the inside story of the fourth uncle's departure from home back then, but now is not the right time, only to vaguely know that the fourth uncle and his father did not get along, but since the fourth uncle came back, he couldn't see the slightest bit, and the two brothers often hang out together , the relationship should be very good.

While thinking about it, I happened to catch a glimpse of the sleeves that Leng tucked up Aunt Rong's quilt and slipped off. The exposed wrist was scarred vertically and horizontally, like old wounds, stabbed upwards one after another.

With just one glance, Leng seemed to notice it, and withdrew his hand without a trace, the smile on the corners of his eyes and brows remained undiminished, staring at Zhao Wenwan, and the corners of his mouth curled up a bit, "After Wen Wan and Ji, the ears of the few of us haven't stopped. However, even your fourth uncle asked me if Wan girl is interested..."

"Why did the fourth aunt get involved with me so well, I...it's still early." Zhao Wenwan made a shy face when she heard the words, and moved to Mrs. Zhao's side, and she became suspicious when she was hiding in the dark.

"It's getting late, your grandmother helped you combine the horoscopes in private some time ago, would Wen Wan want to know which son is the best match for you?"

"Grandmother, look..." Zhao Wenwan snuggled up next to Mrs. Zhao, seemingly unable to hold back her jokes.

Seeing it, Leng covered her lips and chuckled, "Okay, Auntie won't tease you anymore, let's get to the bottom of it, anyway, the best one is what Wen Wan thinks in your heart."

Zhao Wenwan was slightly taken aback. At that time, Mama Yang was asked to help because the old lady had such a plan. After the incident with the eldest princess, she forgot about it. I didn't expect my grandmother to really get along... I suddenly thought of Gu Jingxing, Except for the various gadgets that were delivered from time to time to eat, people didn't look at them a few times, and they didn't know what they were busy with.

"Yo, are you thinking about that person?"

This time, Zhao Wenwan really blushed, half-pretending to be unbearable and joking with her grandmother to leave.

"Girl Wan is thin-skinned, so don't make fun of her about it." Mrs. Zhao also squinted her eyes, and spoke after the person left, but she was actually quite surprised by the result of the cooperation.

The horoscopes of those two people can be said to be a match made in heaven, and it's really fate. Girl Wan has had such a person in her heart all these years, and now seeing Gu Jingxing's attitude, marriage is not out of the question.

Leng's clear eyes glanced at the old lady, she responded with a smile, turned her head to face Aunt Rong, gave some advice, and after thinking about it, she decided to leave Yinchuan, who is good at conditioning, to take care of her.

In this room, Zhao Wenwan, who had not long returned to his own garden, heard a report from his servants, saying that a luxurious carriage was parked outside the Duke's mansion, and the lady inside wanted to visit Miss Zhao.

"Which one did you say?" Zhao Wenwan asked a few more questions as it was rare for him to have a visitor.

The servant shook his head, and as if remembering it suddenly, he handed over the exquisite blue and white porcelain vase in his hand and said, "I only gave it to the little one."

Zhao Wenwan took the lid off, and smelled the tangy fragrance of plum blossoms, wrapped in wisps of wine, which was quite pleasant, and immediately asked someone to come in with a smile on her face.

Not long after, a gentle woman wearing a hood came in under the guidance of the maid, and took off the hood upon entering the room, revealing her delicate features, her brows and eyes full of spring, her skin as soft and smooth as jade, A head of jet-black hair hangs gracefully around her slender waist, her head is curled up in a coquettish and unique flying cloud bun, white jade inlaid with beads and emerald jade hairpins are inserted into the lightly curled temples, and she is wearing a sea and lake blue jacket skirt, embroidered with dense patterns , the skirts are all inlaid with pearl crystals, covered with a gold-rimmed pipa lapel jacket, and a ribbon embellished with pearls and flowers is tied around Yingying's waist.

Zhao Wenwan was amazed at the first glance. The feminine beauty displayed by the woman is different from Zhao Wenxi's pretentiousness, but reveals a kind of coldness that does not eat the fireworks of the world, but it makes people feel as gentle as the spring breeze blowing on the face, so calm that the black eyes overflow Calm and calm, yet somewhat unpredictable like the deep sea.

"That day in Meilin, thanks to the girl's clothes, I haven't asked the girl's name." Zhao Wenwan still remembered that Zhao Yuanli had mentioned that the owner of Meilin was a dignified person. Although this young lady is not in the family, she must not be neglected.

"Miss Zhao, please be polite. The little girl, Mu Lanyan, who has been in the rain and frost, returned to Beijing with her father. I also looked at the clothes and gifts sent back by the girl. I thought that the girl should be a wonderful person, but there are many things in the year. It's been a while since I came here to visit." Mu Lanyan also knew about Zhao Wenwan because of the message left by the gift, and she was quite curious about her.

Baochan served tea when the two sat down to chat, but she was holding her breath when she stepped back, and the snow goose next to her secretly pestered her, and the latter gasped as if suddenly recovering, and stared at her. The two of them, who looked like beauties in a picture scroll, murmured, "I feel like when these two sit together, it's hard to breathe."

Xueyan swept across with a slight smile. Indeed, with such a popular expression as Baochan, the eldest lady and Miss Mu are both beautiful in their own way, but they are so integrated that they can shine radiantly alone, let alone two people together, but In other words, it doesn't put priority at all, it just makes people feel comfortable and harmonious, probably...it's the temperament of that Miss Mu.

Zhao Wenwan, who was sitting next to Mu Lanyan, felt the same in his heart. He just felt very comfortable getting along with the woman in front of him, and his words became more relaxed, like an old friend who hadn't seen him for many years. After letting go, he had a lot in common. The topic, when chatting, forget the time without knowing it, so hit it off, and it's a bit late to see each other.

It wasn't until late in the evening that the maid who came with Mu Lanyan came closer to remind her, and the latter got up reluctantly, with a hint of unfinished, pursed the corners of her mouth and said with a small smile, "I saw you today, Miss Zhao is really a girl." Wonderful."

"Ms. Mu is even worse. Her talent and knowledge are all eye-opening for Wen Wan." It is rare for Zhao Wenwan to have such a good impression of someone he met for the first time, and her cryptic expression of ancient women can resonate with this person in front of her. This point made Zhao Wenwan look at him with admiration.

When the woman was parting, she even invited her to be a guest, and Zhao Wenwan naturally readily accepted, and personally sent her to the door.When he returned to his garden, he saw a handkerchief under the corner of the stool that Mu Lanyan had been sitting on, which must have been accidentally dropped when someone left.

Baochan moved the stool leg, picked it up, dusted it off, and presented it to Zhao Wenwan. When the latter took it, the soft veil unfolded, and a lifelike orchid was embroidered in the center of the veil. The embroidery method looked a little special. , and the word "Yan" is embroidered on the hanging corner.

"Lan... Yan?" Zhao Wenwan stared at the handkerchief subconsciously, feeling that the familiar feeling when hearing the name just now had come back again. She frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly thought that the name Zhao Wenxi used before returning home was also Mu Lan. Yan? !
After a long while, he put away the handkerchief and handed it to Baochan, and ordered, "Take it away for Miss Mu."

Willow shoots and green eyebrows are like seals, whether it is warm or cold is still uncertain.

In the blink of an eye, it was the end of February, and the sky gradually cleared up. It was still cold in the morning and night, but the sun was shining brightly in the afternoon, shining on people's bodies, giving off a slight warmth.

Jinping soft couch, behind the crimson bead curtain is Zhao Wenwan leaning on the thick smoky purple pendant flower pillow, Bao Chan is handing Zhao Wenwan one after another purse patterns, but the rice paper in his hand has all bottomed out. Seeing the young lady nodding in satisfaction, Baochan pouted, "That's all."

Xueyan, who came over with tea, reminded with a smile: "The fourth grandma has more tricks than ordinary people, you can borrow some from the fourth grandma and show it to the young lady."

Baochan looked belated, and immediately grinned, "That's right, why did you forget to go to Fourth Grandma's, I will go to Xianghe Garden to pick up some patterns and show it to Miss."

Zhao Wenwan got up slightly, saw the soft halo outside the window and the warm spring scene, and said, "I'll go and see for myself."

Zhao Wenwan quickly dressed neatly. Although the sun was good, it was still a bit cold. Perhaps Zhao Wenwan was thin and shy of the cold, so he still put on a fox fur coat and took Baochan all the way to step on the bluestone.

Arrived at the Xianghe Garden, entered the arched door with hanging flowers, and walked a few steps along the Chaoshou verandah, and saw two maids turning flower ropes in the corridor. Seeing Zhao Wenwan got up and greeted him with a smile, Baochan casually sighed, "Fourth Grandma What a good temper, look at the idlers below are playing with flower ropes, and the servants at their age didn't even dare to breathe for a lamp oil."

Zhao Wenwan stared, but there was a hidden smile in his eyes, and he scolded Baochan, "I think you are more courageous, and now you dare to complain in front of me that you were not good in the past."

Baochan immediately cheered up, squinted her eyes at her young lady, and muttered, "Is this how it used to be?"

Zhao Wenwan felt helpless, and shook her head with a smile, seeing that all the maids around her dared to talk back, not at all afraid of her identity as a young lady, and the servants in the four-bedroom house, except for the two young ones just now , the older maids, the mother-in-law is busy with her own work in an orderly manner, and it can also be learned from Leng's usual conduct in the world, that he is relaxed, does not criticize the younger maids, and makes the others willing to work, otherwise the two maids Dare to play so blatantly, some old women who rely on the old to sell the old are very itchy to go up and call the little hoof, scratching their ears.

They were walking here, and as soon as they came out of the veranda, they saw a woman in a scarlet dark jacket who seemed to be arguing with Bi Rong, the maid next to Leng, "Let me see Fourth Grandma."

"Grandma isn't feeling well, she's going to sleep and I won't be able to see you, you take the money and go back quickly." Bi Rong rushed away impatiently.

When Zhao Wenwan approached the two of them, both of them stopped talking, and the mother-in-law wanted to open her mouth to say something more, Bi Rong stared directly at her, the mother-in-law rolled her eyes on Zhao Wenwan, Bi Rong pushed her away displeased. Pushing the people around her, the woman lowered her head, but she didn't make another sound after all, and finally left with the money bag under Bi Rong's dismissal.

Birong apologized to Zhao Wenwan as soon as she had a spare moment, "Miss, don't mind, that person just now is a distant relative of our grandma's natal family, and there are no men in the family who are idle and have no serious skills. I don't know where I found out that our grandma married After entering the Duke's Mansion, I begged to come here and said that I can't go on and let grandma help, maybe seeing that our grandma's kindness is getting better and better, I can't wait to come to beg for money every day."

Baochan muttered, "I'm really shameless."

Zhao Wenwan didn't say much about it, just nodded her head to show that it was all right, and then asked, "Fourth Aunt has fallen asleep?"

Bi Rong didn't look embarrassed either, and explained, "Just now, I just made up nonsense to get rid of the slaves, Missy please come in."

Baochan on the side looked at it, and sighed inwardly, Birong treats people better than herself!

When Leng saw Zhao Wenwan coming in, she enthusiastically pulled people to sit in the back room, pushed the candied fruit to Zhao Wenwan, and said affectionately: "Try it quickly, it's all new food, I was just asking Bi Rong to give it to you." Send some from the garden."

Zhao Wenwan pinched a piece and tasted it, "It tastes really good. Every time I come here, I get the honor of my fourth aunt, and Wenwan feels a little embarrassed."

"What kind words are you talking about? Auntie doesn't have a child who doesn't love you. Who else can you love?"

After saying a few homely words, Zhao Wenwan revealed the purpose of coming today, "I heard that Auntie's purses are of novel designs, and Wenwan wants to ask for some to use."

When Leng heard this, there was an unusual smile on his brows and eyes, and he deliberately asked, "Who is this for?"

Zhao Wenwan pursed her lips slightly, "It's...for big brother."

Baochan, who knew the inside story, was heartbroken when he heard the words. It seems that the sixth prince still has a long way to go before he wants to be named.

Leng continued: "What should I do, the patterns here are only suitable for embroidery for lovers!"

Zhao Wenwan's cheeks were slightly red, and she called angrily, "Auntie..."

Leng smirked, then patted Zhao Wenwan on the back of the hand and said, "Okay, just don't tease you, Auntie." Then she ordered Birong to get the patterns, helped Zhao Wenwan choose one by one, and even gave away two top-quality horses. It can be said that Zhao Wenwan returned with a full load of brocade silk suitable for purses.

Spring is just around the corner, Zhao Yuanli is getting more and more busy taking exams, often sitting in Qingfengju without leaving the study for a day, Zhao Wenwan, apart from doing logistics support work, has nothing to do, so he embroiders the purse stitch by stitch, and let people in To inquire outside, Zhao Yuanli disagreed with her investigation, but she refused to stop, so naturally she kept Zhao Yuanli a secret.

She just went to the old lady's garden to say hello that day, and when she came back, she heard Jin Ling come in and say that there was news about Zhao Wenwan's inquiry, but it was just that he was a man and it was not convenient for him to come in and answer.Zhao Wenwan was very concerned about this matter, and she didn't want others to interfere with the matter, so she decided to do it herself.

Immediately he got up, prepared clothes and left the mansion, and sent Xue Yan to tell Ye Shi that he was going to Mrs. Feng's mansion to meet with Miss Feng Qingwu as a guest. This kind of communication between young ladies is very common.Mrs. Ye didn't bother to pay attention to Zhao Wenwan, so she waved her hand and went. Zhao Wenwan came out of the mansion wearing a curtain. When she got into the carriage, she took it off as a man's attire, and deliberately smeared her face black. Once, Zhao Wenwan asked Princess Yongping, who was very experienced in Qiaozhuang, to ask for it. Such a dress concealed his usual fair complexion, and Zhao Wenwan's tall stature made him look a bit masculine.

Jin Ling and Bao Chan who followed were dressed as servants and wore short brown clothes and short brown clothes. The carriage stopped at the black market street in the middle of the capital. This is a place where people of all colors mix, and most of them do some shady business. However, Zhao Wenwan was not worried about her own safety. Ever since the assassination of Yuanxiao, Gu Jingxing had sent more people by her side to protect her in the dark. A lot of people who came to see the luxurious carriages and cars and wanted to take advantage of it were taken care of. .

Zhao Wenwan arrived at the meeting place according to the person's appointment. Baochan saw that most of the people passing by had grim faces, and said a little discouraged: "Young master, let's go back, this place always feels gloomy."

Jin Ling has always been courageous, "It's already here, you let the son go back? The spies said that man is not easy to date, and it is not easy to meet strangers."

Zhao Wenwan smiled in agreement, "If it comes, it will be safe, and nothing will happen."

In the reserved room of the tea house, while Baochan was refilling Zhao Wenwan's tea, he saw a middle-aged man in his forties, with a goat mustache, and he looked like a Taoist priest pretending to be a ghost. Young master, right? My servant will give me the nickname Scholar with Thousand Faces."

Zhao Wenwan drank the tea and almost spit it out, with a slightly tense face, she lowered her voice and said in a deep voice, "Exactly."

"Old rules, ask me about something, one or two silver per sentence."

Jin Ling and Bao Chan really wanted to roll up their sleeves and beat someone up, they were like lions, why didn't they grab it!

Zhao Wenwan smiled, looked at the man in front of him, threw a bag of money on the table very generously, and pushed the money bag over with his chin slightly raised: "I don't like to go around with people either."

The thousand-faced scholar slightly opened his purse, almost blinding his eyes, and immediately put on a satisfied smile, "Mr. Wen is a straightforward person, just ask!"

"You know Mr. Zhao from Dingguo's family." Zhao Wenwan straightened his expression.

"know."

"Children's injuries were caused by poisoning. These were the symptoms at that time. You can see what kind of poison you got, and who made it?" Zhao Wenwan handed over the paper, on which she collected the symptoms of her elder brother in private. In other words, Gu Jingxing reminded him that unlike a doctor who saves people, most of the poisoners are ruthless and merciless. They are greedy for notoriety, so there must be clues to follow, and the thousands of scholars in the black market claim that everyone knows everything Xiao, I came here on purpose.

The man stroked his goatee, as if reminiscing, and finally said slowly: "Although I don't know what kind of poison Mr. Zhao has, but I really accidentally heard something about the time before and after Mr. Zhao's accident. There was a drug dealer in the black market who suddenly got a lot of money, so he just said he made a big deal."

Seeing that things had turned around, Zhao Wenwan immediately asked, "Who?"

"Our black market has the rules of the black market. Since that person has given up his life, we can no longer disclose his information."

On the table, Zhao Wenwan threw another bag of money, and the thousand-faced scholar took a few glances, a struggling look flashed across his face, but he resisted not touching the bag.

Seeing this, Zhao Wenwan fiddled with the opening of the purse unconsciously with her fingertips, squinted her eyes and said, "I won't make things difficult for you, since he refuses to share information about that person, he must have someone close to him."

The thousand-faced scholar came to know, raised his eyebrows, and finally said a name.

Zhao Wenwan got what she wanted, and immediately went to the place provided by Qianmian Scholar to inquire. After a while, she found a dilapidated courtyard. Jin Ling knocked on the door to call for help, and soon a woman's voice came from inside, "Come here, who is it?"

As soon as he opened the door, Zhao Wenwan was stunned. Isn't the woman in front of him the distant relative who went to Leng's Garden to beg for money that day?

It's just that Zhao Wenwan recognized her, but she didn't recognize Zhao Wenwan, and asked curiously, "My lord, who are you looking for?"

Zhao Wenwan's eyes were heavy, and he swallowed all the questions he had planned to ask, and said: "Dare you ask, are you a relative of the Leng family, the fourth house of the Duke of Dingguo?"

(End of this chapter)