urge Zhao to marry

Chapter 226
"Let me take care of the kitchen?" Mu Zhaozhao flatly refused after knowing their reason for coming, "I'll just take care of my own small kitchen, but I can't bear the love of my mother. Is it better for the mother to do more work if she can?"

She didn't know that the big kitchen was almost running out of food and meat, but she just instinctively felt that even if something good happened, it would be impossible for her to be cheap.

When Qing Xiangying heard this, she was not surprised at all, so she glanced at her sister-in-law.

She said that Mu Zhaozhao wouldn't be willing, but sister-in-law didn't believe it, and now she was rejected face to face, she didn't want to lose face?

Mrs. Qing was also taken aback, and judged others by herself. Even if she suspected that the kitchen was tricky, she couldn't help but try it next.

After all, the kitchen is the most greasy place in the house.

But unexpectedly, Mu Zhaozhao refused without even thinking about it.

"As a daughter-in-law, it is your duty to share the worries of your mother-in-law." Mrs. Qing only dared to take over when she was from a low family background and didn't know how to manage a housekeeper, so she said grandly: "But you are Xuan Ping now. Princess of the Hou Mansion, the Xuanping Hou Mansion will be handed over to you sooner or later."

"Because you are not pregnant yet, help your mother. If there is something you don't understand, your mother can teach you well."

"Besides, the Chinese New Year is approaching now, and your mother is going to give gifts to relatives and friends, and there are many things to do."

"She is married to a daughter-in-law, so she should enjoy the blessing of a daughter-in-law, right? I can't let you share some of the burden for your mother, so you just push back..."

Seeing her talking endlessly, Mu Zhaozhao sewed her mouth shut with a needle and thread.

Emma, ​​how could she be so thick-skinned, without the slightest prudence to depend on others.

If you don't know, you think she is Mrs. Hou from the Xuanping Hou Mansion?
But what she said was reasonable, and she occupied the status of an elder, so Mu Zhaozhao didn't know how to refuse for a while.

On the other side, Nanny Wen and Mama He stood there in good order, and they looked at each other quietly, with doubts in their hearts.

But now in front of them, the two of them obeyed the rules and did not dare to say a word.

There is a difference between masters and servants. When the masters are talking, they don't have their place to intervene.

Mrs. Qing's set of principles made Mu Zhaozhao speechless.

Finally, he said, "Okay, let the kitchen stewards come over to greet you later, and the kitchen will be in your charge from now on."

"We all believe that you can manage the kitchen well. When your relatives and friends meet during the Chinese New Year, your mother will have a reason to praise her daughter-in-law. Although she is not the eldest lady of a wealthy family, the housekeepers and directors of the association will also be able to."

After speaking, he left with Qing Xiangying.

Both sister-in-law and sister-in-law felt that Mu Zhaozhao had no shortage of money, and now that they were talking about this, even if it was for the sake of the Meng family's face, she could only take over this hot potato.

Speaking of which, their sister-in-law felt a little itchy when she thought of Mu Zhaozhao's generous dowry.

But Qing Xiangying can be regarded as a noble daughter after all, Zhang didn't ask for the dowry of his daughter-in-law, and now he handed over the mess of the kitchen to Mu Zhaozhao, just to let her make up for it.

When Mrs. Qing thought of her dowry and Wen Huitian's generous dowry being confiscated during the house raid, her heart ached.

She wondered in her heart, although the merchant's house sounds bad, but it can get benefits, or else she should find a way to marry her eldest daughter to the merchant's house?
After all, they can't afford a decent dowry now, and there is only one who can get it as the eldest lady of the Bofu, and there is really no way.

However, some merchants like to marry their sons to this down-and-out lady. After all, the ladies are well-bred, they can read and write, and they have a good sense of sight.

As for letting her daughter be a concubine for a noble family, that's impossible.

One is that the reputation is not good, and the other is that it will have a bad influence on the son's career, unless it is for the prince's mansion.

But Qing Zhiqing is not stunning, and there are not many chances to win the favor of princes and nobles.

As for the marriage of the youngest daughter, she had endured it for several days, and now she couldn't help asking: "Sister, have you discussed with your brother-in-law about Zhilan and Brother Xuan?"

Qing Xiangying smiled when she heard this: "Sister-in-law, don't worry, my husband also likes Zhilan very much, but he said that brother Xuan is still young, and he wants to wait until he is admitted to Tongsheng next year. It can be regarded as double happiness."

"Besides, seniors and young are in order. Zhiqing has arranged Zhilan's marriage before she mentions her. It's not good to hear about it."

In fact, Xuan Pinghou's original words were, don't worry, our brother Xuan and Zhilan are still young, and since Zhiqing is not married yet, you can't mention the matter of Zhilan and Xuan brother, otherwise it would be rude.

Although Mrs. Qing disliked Xuan Pinghou's incompetence, she was still a good person. Fortunately, he was handsome.

But now that her family is in trouble, she realizes that thanks to such a good-natured person as Xuan Pinghou, her natal family dare not invite her to stay for a few days.

It seems that they are afraid that their family will live and refuse to move.

"Wait for Zhiqing's matter. If Qin Mu comes back and hates Zhiqing, then I will find another husband's family for her."

Mrs. Qing still wanted to give it a try. She always felt that if her aunt could marry the old Xuan Pinghou as a follow-up, and if her sister-in-law could marry Xuan Pinghou as a follow-up, then her eldest daughter was no worse than them, so why couldn't she marry Qin Mu? What about the continuation?
Qing Xiangying was unhappy when she heard this, and said with a long face, "Sister-in-law, you know that that little bastard is against me, but you still want Zhiqing to marry him?"

"You are stupid, if Zhiqing can really marry Qin Mu, then Qin Mu will not be against you anymore."

"Besides, Mu Zhaozhao's dowry is quite a lot. If she is gone, then we have a chance to do something."

When Qing Xiangying heard this, she felt that she was thinking too beautifully, so she shook her head: "Master Hou is a gentleman, when Qin Mu's mother died, he sealed up all her dowry according to the list, and waited for Qin Mu to marry a daughter-in-law , so that the dowry was included in the betrothal gift and carried to the Meng family."

"Even if Mu Zhaozhao had a problem when she gave birth to a child, we won't be able to intervene in her dowry."

"Besides, the old man of the Meng family was an imperial physician, and now their Huichuntang has a bit of a reputation in the capital. It's really not easy to tamper with Mu Zhaozhao's delivery."

Mrs. Qing was depressed by her blow.

But at this moment, Mu Zhaozhao didn't know that someone cursed him to die early so that he could make room for others.

She waited for Qing Xiangying and the others to leave, and hurriedly asked, "Nurse, Mother He, how do you think I should refuse?"

She is very obedient, before Mother Wen said that she did not want to accept the mid-term offer from the Xuanping Hou Mansion, but she never thought about it again.

But now Qing Xiangying forced herself to take over the kitchen, no matter how stupid she was, she knew that there must be something tricky in it.

Either he wanted to take the opportunity to frame himself, or he wanted to dig a hole and bury himself.

Sister Wen's mouth twitched, but she still wanted to use her brain: "Is there anything wrong with this, Shi Zifei?"

A brain is a good thing, it will rust if you don't use it.

Mu Zhaozhao smiled embarrassingly: "It must be something bad, either to frame me, or to make me look ugly."

She acted coquettishly at her again: "Mother, isn't the old saying that a pregnancy is stupid for three years? I was quite smart at first, but now I am not thinking about it when I am pregnant."

"Thinking about it, my brain is throbbing, and my stomach is also hurting."

After hearing her nonsense, Mother Wen was speechless.

Although she has never given birth, she just confirmed that being pregnant for three years does not exist.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be so much right and wrong in Hou Zhai.

But she could only open her mouth: "Now that the price of goods has risen, there are many more masters in the mansion. Mrs. Hou wants to take advantage of the Crown Princess."

I just hope that after I said it, she can remember it, and she can know it in her heart next time she encounters similar things.

"What? How is it possible?" Mu Zhaozhao's eyes were wide open, and he looked at her in disbelief: "This is the Xuanping Hou's Mansion, and it's not an ordinary family that would worry about eating, drinking, and chewing."

Immediately, he couldn't hide his schadenfreude: "If the food gets worse, maybe the Qing family will think it's Mrs. Hou who wants to kick them out?"

Looking at Nanny Wen with admiration, she asked, "How does Nanny know that the kitchen is short of food?"

Sister Wen was very calm: "I asked Mingxia and the others to go to the embroidery room and laundry room with snacks and fruits from time to time. The embroidery ladies and the laundry women have long complained that the big kitchen cut their meals."

"In the past, steamed stuffed buns, wontons, dumplings, and noodles were eaten in turn in the morning, and meat and vegetables were eaten at noon and night."

"But these days, they only have porridge and steamed buns for breakfast, and only one vegetarian dish for lunch and dinner, and they don't want to use oil for the dishes. It looks like they are cooked in water."

"Furthermore, the monthly silver for the servants of Xuan Ping Hou's mansion has not been distributed for almost two months."

"No new clothes were issued during the Chinese New Year this year, so I suspect that the Duke of Xuanping is short of money."

Mu Zhaozhao's eyes became brighter and brighter when he heard it: "Nurse, you are really amazing, you can know what's going on in Xuan Ping Hou's mansion without going out."

Sister Wen took the opportunity to remind her: "The main reason is that these two places are full of people coming and going every day, and the food in the mansion is not good during this time, the snacks brought by Mingxia and the others are very suitable for buying people's hearts. "

Mu Zhaozhao nodded: "I understand this, the mouth is soft when eating people, but the hands are short when taking people."

Mother Wen thought to herself: You either know how to say the old saying, or you know these common sayings, it is really enough.

She asked again: "Then, princess, do you know how to refuse the kitchen matter now?"

In fact, Mingxia, Yuhe and the others may be either skinny horses or young men. They have more knowledge, and they really have a lot of minds. If they are used well, they will definitely help.

Mu Zhaozhao nodded with a smile on his face: "Understood, while my father is here, I will ask my mother for the account book."

He glanced at Mint and the others again, and said very caringly: "I will remind Yueyin again for you."

Mint couldn't help laughing after hearing this: "The servant girl would like to thank Shi Zifei."

Mu Zhaozhao waved his hand: "It should be, I am a good master who thinks about you."

Complained to her again: "You didn't pay the monthly silver, and you didn't tell me earlier."

"The main reason is that you reward a lot, master, you don't have to worry about eating and drinking, and your servants are not short of money or anything."

The main reason is that they feel that the concubine Shizi just married into the Xuanping Hou Mansion, and they don't want to be such an early bird.

(End of this chapter)