Inheritance policy

Chapter 5 Mother
It was night, the lights in the Rongshou Hall were dimmed, and Lu'an incense was lighted leisurely in the hollow-carved silver Suihan Sanyou incense burner. The copper wire mesh cover on the top is blocked.The people standing by were projected on the window lattice by the lamp, showing five or six graceful silhouettes, which was a very peaceful and peaceful scene.

Xing Zhao wore his hair down, a pair of close-fitting casual clothes, and a big jacket, holding a copy of "Zhuangzi", leaning halfway in front of the imperial concubine's couch, with a thick white mink blanket under his body, with a focused expression and a soft voice. The language, reciting: "The big knowledge is idle, the small knowledge is free, the big words are hot, the small words are Zhan Zhan..."

Mrs. He was half lying on the couch, with the quilt covered, her eyes closed, and she was already drowsy.

After all, they are in their fifties. After a lot of trouble in the morning, they are now tired.

Looking at the old lady, Xing Zhao gradually lowered his voice, got up lightly, put the book on the table of the Eight Immortals, and gestured with the servants to leave the door, leaving only Rue Xiang to serve in the cabinet.

Once out of the inner room, it is another world, the snow is getting heavier, the sky is freezing, and all that comes out is white mist, even the gladiolus planted in the glass room is blown by the wind Gotta tremble.

Xing Zhao shivered, quickly wrapped his coat tightly, took the hand stove handed over by Lian Rong to cover it, and saw Su Qing in the old lady's room looking anxious, waiting at the entrance of the porch with a hexagonal glazed lamp, and then He laughed softly and said, "Why do you bother Sister Suqing to turn on the lamp today? But the little servant girl down there is lazy?"

Suqing, like Ruxiang, is the first-class girl in the old lady's room, she behaves prudently and decently, her mother is in charge of the old lady's storeroom, and the old man is He Yan's necessary manager, and her younger sister Sulan is still young, but she also enters the old lady's house. The eldest lady works in the yard, and the whole family is proud of being servants of the Hou's mansion.

"The eldest madam is in the flower hall. I know that after the empress dowager goes to bed, I won't let you pass it on..." Su Qing was anxious at first, but she dared not stop laughing when she heard the master's joke. When she said this, she stopped talking, and looked up at Xing Zhao hesitantly. .

Xing Zhao frowned, reached out to shake Su Qing, and signaled her to continue.

"Only wearing a waistcoat, holding Mama Zhang's hand and crying..." Suqing thought about how to say it decently.

Xingzhao was confused, there was no such situation in his previous life. At that time, his mother was reprimanded by his grandmother because of He Xingxiao's incident. When she returned home, she caught the cold and didn't even go to the church meeting organized by the third uncle. Yap opportunity.

"Aside from mother and mother Zhang, who else is there in the flower hall?" Xing Zhao asked in a deep voice.

Su Qing quickly shook her head, hurriedly lowered her voice, and said: "There is still Yueqiao who is beside the eldest lady! As soon as the eldest lady cries, the slaves will come out and send the others away!"

Xing Zhao nodded, his heart was only half lost, there were so many people, the head wife broke into the mother's yard at night, and cried endlessly, it was another good show to let outsiders know.

Seeing this, Lian Rong cleverly took over the lamp, turned on the lamp and walked in the front. Xing Zhao's head only reached Su Qing's shoulder, pulled Su Qing to the flower hall, and said softly, "Sister Su Qing has always been prudent, and her work is amazing. rest assured."

Su Qing was held by small warm hands, and she felt a lot of peace. Seeing Xing Zhao's calm and determined appearance, she was very surprised. These four girls seem to have grown up since this morning, and they seem to have changed. like...

"Su Lan told the maidservant that after noon, the sewing room will go to Wan Yiniang's place to make amends. Before the eldest lady came to Rongshou hall, Wan Yiniang made a big fuss in the main courtyard. At that time, Lord Hou was also there..." Su Qing knew that no matter how much she said, she couldn't say anything. Hearing the master's privacy from the mouth of the slave made people angry.

Be obedient and listen to the sound, there is no reason why Xingzhao doesn't understand, Aunt Wan has lost face in the sewing room, and her mother is always good-natured and bully, but she doesn't know how much wronged her mother has suffered today. Gather up the courage to complain to grandma...

Xing Zhao sighed, his heart gradually cooled down without being exposed to the frost and snow in the flower room, things will not remain the same, he took advantage of his rebirth, and it is impossible to keep taking advantage of it.Even if there is one more cup of water for watering the flowers or one cup less, the appearance of the flowers will change, not to mention the change of flesh inside the human body.

No matter what, cheer up and live well.

"Grandmother is tired today, you don't want to disturb her. I will talk to grandma tomorrow." Xing Zhao said, looking up at Su Qing.

Su Qing nodded gratefully. The fact that the eldest lady came to Rongshou Hall alone at night cannot be concealed. The servants saw the masters when they lost their composure. The masters have a shadow in their hearts, don't even think about reusing them.

There are only two long corridors from the inner room to the flower hall, Xing Zhao has something in his heart, Su Qing looks at Xing Zhao's expression, but dare not speak, the two of them have nothing to say all the way, they are about to pass the arched ceiling, and they hear a mournful voice inside Weeping: "I have been husband and wife with Hou Ye for more than ten years. Don't Hou Ye know what kind of person I am? He even said that I can't afford the daughter-in-law of the He family... Said that a fool will only raise the son of the He family to waste It's..."

"Madam, relying on the affection of serving Mrs. Tai for decades, this old slave presumptuously said that you are the mistress, and Wan Shi is just a concubine and a slave. You should treat her whatever you want, Lord Marquis." What annoys you is your attitude..."

It's Zhang's mother, who has been with Mrs. Tai's ups and downs for decades, loyal and loyal, even He Yan can say that, saying such things to Mrs. Tai now is out of her heart.

Xing Zhao stood under the stone-patterned wisteria flowers, listening to the sobbing of the eldest lady, and when Fang's sobs subsided, Xing Zhao tightened his clothes, took a deep breath, stepped across the three-inch vermilion threshold, and With a surprised look on her face: "Mother misses Ah Wu? In such a cold weather, mother doesn't know how to wear a fashionable dress!"

While talking, he stuffed the hand stove into the hand of the eldest lady, and found a reason for Fang's night to come to Rongshou hall, moved another embroidered pier to sit on, and took her hand affectionately.

Fang looked at her daughter in an obsessive manner, with a small face, a straight nose bridge, and a small red mouth. Her eyebrows and eyes resembled He Yan's, but they looked like a young and shy jasmine flower. Tears flowed down more and more. He hugged his daughter's shoulder and just cried.

A drop of Fang's tear fell on Xingzhao's hand, and it was so cold that his heart felt sour.

Seeing that Zhang's mother retreated with a few girls, Xing Zhao simply buried his head in his mother's arms, and the two mother and daughter embraced each other and wept, one was crying about this life, the other was crying about past life.

Xing Zhao hugged his mother's soft body tightly, and the fragrant lily fragrance came to his nostrils. He couldn't help crying, and limply paralyzed in his mother's arms, sobbing and saying: "Ah Wu is crying because I miss my mother...Mother Crying is not because of Ah Wu, but because of others..."

The eldest lady cried for a while, and Shen'er came back, so she couldn't complain to her daughter about her husband's concubine and concubine, so she could only say: "The slaves in the mansion are arrogant because they are favored, and they don't even have a master in their eyes..."

"Where is the servant who dares to anger mother?" Xing Zhao asked knowingly.

Mrs. Fang raised her head, staring at a blue-and-white porcelain painted with golden powder and fine brushwork of Fushou placed in the flower hall with twinkling eyes, and said in a low voice, "It's not for me...it's for Aunt Wan...the sewing room came to apologize today and said something."

"So Aunt Wan came to make trouble with mother?" Xing Zhao sat up, looking at Fang with bright eyes: "This morning, He Xingxiao was wearing an old jacket and wanted to beat you and the Marquis of Lin'an in front of Third Uncle." Face. I asked the sewing room to apologize to Wan Yiniang. It was my grandmother's order. No matter how old the servant of the Hou Mansion is, no matter how much she has face, Mama Li, the manager of the sewing room, is always a slave. Arguing with grandma, but dare to give Wan Yiniang the first meal in front of her face, are you really angry at Wan Yiniang?"

Fang Shi pursed her lips, and argued: "At that time your father was by your side, and Wan Shi really splashed a lot, I can't help it..."

Xingzhao smiled bitterly, and her upbringing told her not to argue with her mother about her father's concubine.The Fang family is ten years younger than He Yan. In order to marry the Fang family, He Yan waited nearly five years for the He family to marry the Fang family. He broke up all the houses when they were married. come out.The rules of the He family are very good, and Fang has developed such a soft temper when things happen. He Yan is just annoyed that Fang's inner house can't be managed well and can't be suppressed.

Seeing his mother's eyes were red from crying, Xing Zhao's heart softened, and he thought about his words: "Mother Zhang's words are very good. You are the mistress, and you should be in charge of the inner house. Is it possible that father has to go over Are you going to take care of them? Will father still walk in the officialdom? Just wait and see, father will be in the main courtyard for a long time..."

"Every time there is a scene in the Wan family, Lord Hou doesn't go to Dongkua courtyard much..." the lady muttered, thinking carefully in her heart.

Xing Zhao stepped up his efforts: "You have to be virtuous and don't care about Wan Yiniang. That's right. But you can't let her mess around. In the end, you and your father will lose face, and grandma and father will only blame you."

Fang felt more and more that what her daughter said made sense, and looked at Xingzhao with pity and joy, pity that she was so useless and tired that her daughter gave advice, and joy that the pearl on her palm finally shone brightly. The one raised in Mrs. Tai's room, if I follow myself, I'm afraid it will only know how to cry again.

Fang held Xing Zhao in her arms, not knowing what to say for a while.

Xing Zhao lay on his mother's shoulder, and the little man's voice was firm: "You, you should stand on top when you should stand on top, and be soft when you should be soft. You have me and a brother, and your waist is strong! My aunt is ignorant, and she taught He Xingxiao to be ignorant too. You are the aunt, and it is absolutely right to teach the concubine. Mama Sun is a sensible person, and she is caring to you. Point her over and tell He Xingxiao It's the most appropriate thing to do."

Fang wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, nodded and said, "Ah Wu is my caring person!"

(End of this chapter)