The peasant girl is not strong

Chapter 392 Want to become stronger
Meng Zhaojun returned home, returned to his yard, depressed, and even shut himself in the room.

Mrs. Meng didn't notice at first, she didn't notice the abnormality of her daughter. Not only did her daughter not eat lunch with her, she also didn't come to her yard for dinner at night.

Thinking that her daughter was not feeling well, she went to visit her in person.

Meng Zhaojun asked her mother during her visit, what could she say?

She is not as good as a country girl?Their family is not as good as a country family?

In this depression, I couldn't tell the truth to my mother, only that I had a little heatstroke.

When Mrs. Meng heard that her daughter had suffered from heatstroke, she asked the people around her, knowing that her daughter had gone out of the street, she gave her a reproachful look, and then arranged for someone to invite a doctor.

"Mom, I'm really fine!" Meng Zhaojun was indeed a little dizzy, and he only thought it was because of anger!Don't want to drink bitter medicine!
"Jun'er, you are already ten or eleven years old, you should know how to take care of yourself, don't go out if you have nothing to do, and leave things to the people around you!"

"Mother, I understand!" Facing his mother's lesson, Meng Zhaojun was a little unwilling to listen to it, and kept his head down, still depressed!
"Say, go outside, what happened?"

Knowing daughter Mo Ruomu, Mrs. Meng still knows her daughter well, she must have encountered something that made her unhappy outside.

When they first came back to the capital, their family lived in her mother's house, and her daughter and her faced the people in the capital, and went to some banquets invited by the ladies.

Facing the daughters of those noble ladies, her self-esteem was hurt by their arrogant and contemptuous eyes, and for a long, long time, her daughter was always depressed.

In the past five years or so, their family has established a firm foothold in the capital. The relationship between the family and the family has already bought a small house. Relying on the dowry and the husband's salary, they can live in a moderate well-being.

In this capital city, any family can be a rich man, a powerful person, they are not as good as the top, but more than the bottom!
Meng Zhaojun still didn't want to tell his mother, not because he would never say it, but because he was in a bad mood and didn't want to say it.

She only shook her head to her mother, lying on the bed in a bad mood, as if she was sick.

Even playing the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, which she was proud of before, is not willing to use it to relieve her worries at this time.

Mrs. Meng looked at her daughter's face fixedly. Indeed, seeing her daughter's complexion was not very good, she gently touched her forehead with her hand.I found her forehead was a little hot!

I don't know if it's heatstroke or the heat caused by my daughter lying on the bed in this hot day.

She could only wait for the doctor to come to see the doctor. She comforted her daughter a few words, telling him not to take anything to heart, and there will always be a solution.

Meng Zhaojun... It's so easy to say, but now there is no one in his hands, and the backing behind him is not strong enough.

She disliked that she was still young, if she could grow up a bit, she could use her marriage to choose a more powerful family.

But he knows that it is not easy for the daughter of an ordinary official in Xiwen to marry the boss of the palace and want to become his favorite!

Besides, the current emperor is middle-aged. When she grows up, the emperor will be old. No matter how authoritative he is, he will still be an old man.

Meng Zhaojun has known from the housekeeper since he was sensible that the emperor of their country is surnamed Zhao.

Since the founding of the country, the emperor who founded the country has been in charge of the country for decades. Now the emperor is one of the sons of the previous emperor, and he has been on the throne since more than 20 years ago.

Meng Zhaojun guessed that the current emperor must be 50 to [-] years old. She is not willing to marry such a person who is about to enter the loess, no matter how rich and prosperous he is.

I don't want to follow the emperor into the imperial mausoleum at a young age, and I don't know how to die!
If she knew the prince, the prince's son, it might still be useful, but she knew that according to her father's status, marrying such a person would not make her a royal wife.

I only hope that after two or three years, her father's official position will be higher, and her future will be better.

At this time the doctor came to see her, and the maid put a handkerchief on the young lady's hand.After the doctor took the pulse of this Miss Meng.

"Doctor, how is my daughter?" Mrs. Meng couldn't help asking in the silence as she touched the goatee with one hand.

"This young lady is depressed, and she wants to prescribe anything in the future. She has a heat stroke, so I prescribed medicine for her. I also hope that her mood will be brighter, and her condition will be cured faster!"

Mrs. Meng glanced at her silent daughter. The daughter seemed to be asleep with her eyes closed. She knew that her daughter was not asleep because she disliked the doctor's talkativeness.

The doctor immediately wrote a list of medicines on the table and asked Mrs. Meng's people to take the medicines themselves.

The maid next to Meng Zhaojun gave the doctor money for his consultation, and then sent the doctor out.

Mrs. Meng didn't either, she stayed with her daughter all the time and arranged for a maid to stay here. She summoned the maid next to Meng Zhaojun to the living room for questioning.

"Tell me, where did Miss go today?" Mrs. Meng sat down in the living room, looking at Liang Chen sternly.

Liangchen bowed his head and knelt in front of his wife's feet. She knew that if she didn't answer, she would be punished!
"Ma'am, Miss said she was a bit bored and wanted to go out for a stroll and buy something from my daughter's house!"

"How did she suffer from heat stroke in the carriage? What did she do?" Mrs. Meng was not satisfied with what the maid said.

"Our carriage appeared on the street, and the young lady said that she met an acquaintance, so she must follow that group of people!"

"Who is that?"

"Miss said she was from Xin County. At first, the slaves didn't believe it, until those people got out of the car, entered a shop selling fabrics, and then came out again."

"Is he really from Xin County? Or do you know him?"

Mrs. Meng searched in her mind, what friends did her daughter have in Xin County a few years ago, since they were friends, why would she be unhappy after meeting, then this person must have a bad relationship with her daughter.

"Madam, you still remember that the master organized people to attend the manor of a certain rural owner, no, Madam also organized some noble ladies to go together."

Mrs. Meng still has a deep memory of what the maid said a few years ago. Because of her husband's good performance in Xin County, he fell to Kyoto at the end of the year and successfully gained a foothold. Don't go outside to experience.

"The family of the manor owner? What are they doing in Kyoto?"

.Mrs. Meng didn't think they could buy a house in Kyoto, maybe they came to visit relatives. After all, after a few years, that person's daughters had grown up, and it was not surprising that their daughters married and came to Kyoto.

Mrs. Meng still remembered that rural woman's skin was so good, and her daughters were so delicate and jade-like.

"I heard from the coachman that the steward who took them to several shops and warehouses was a certain Ye Mansion's steward, and the coachman also said that the housekeeper sold the house and shops to the new owner.

This is all communication between their coachmen, the news arrived in half a day! "Liangchen told his wife what they were following in detail.

(End of this chapter)