The slave family is not a disaster

Chapter 125 Vulgar and Elegant
"Jue, you've always hated me, right? Just because you hate me means you've always had me in your heart, right?" Shen Bilan asked anxiously, but she was agitated, but Xi Gongjue was not. This place is under the court. , under the watchful eyes of everyone, naturally you can't do anything outrageous, unless both of you don't want to live anymore.

Xi Gongjue unceremoniously pushed Shen Bilan away and replied coldly: "The empress is getting too strict, and I will take my leave first." After speaking, Xi Gongjue left eloquently.

Shen Bilan just looked at the back of the departing, unable to calm down for a long time, people are actually like this, they don't know how to cherish when they have it, and only know how precious it is when they lose it.

The same is true for Shen Bilan, maybe he never thought that Jue Nishinomiya would be so important to him before he lost it, but when he woke up, he found that he could not turn back.

Even if she is a high-ranking queen now, it's just a superficial beauty, who would know that she is actually just a lonely woman who is nearly 20 years old.

Ryan Palace
Qing Qian couldn't afford to be sick, although there was no serious problem, but she still had a problem with her heart, and almost never came out. This morning was the first day after Mrs. Jing was canonized.

She invited Ye Anran, Song Siyan, Xiangyi and others to Jingyuan as guests, whether it was to show off or to be polite, in short, she is now a celebrity in front of Xi Gongjue, so no one would dare to offend her.

After entering the Jingyuan, Song Siyan's expression was not quite right. No wonder, she and Xiangyi had at most a small courtyard after staying in the palace for two years, and Mrs. Jing got a second-floor courtyard comparable to Chunxiao Pavilion as soon as she entered the palace. Lou, elegant and unique, how can people not be jealous?

"Mrs. Jing's place is different. It's a really good place. I have given up all the guest rooms. This Jing Garden is as big as three Yanyu Gardens." Song Siyan complained while walking on the way here.

"It can't be helped. Who calls someone a wife, but we are nothing?" In contrast, although Xiang Yi is also angry, she is much calmer than Song Siyan.

"Hmph, what's the air, Feng Shui turns, I don't believe that I, Song Siyan, can be unlucky all my life, and the days when my brows stand out all my life, didn't that Sima Qingqian survive for three years, I believe I will not be worse than her. "Song Siyan said dissatisfied.

Xiangyi held up the silk handkerchief in her hand, covered her face and smiled lightly: "Siyan, what can I tell you, at this moment you are still envious of that Qingqianyuan, you don't even look at her now Now, the whole sick man may die before he has finished enjoying the glory and wealth."

"Hey, Xiangyi, you're wrong. She asked for her illness. It's because she's too small. I'm angry. Who am I, Song Siyan, to get sick easily? Just kidding, I want to live a long life, that's it. Damn, I'm going to rely on you all to death, Master Monopoly." Song Siyan always speaks without restraint, and Xiangyi has long liked it, so he doesn't bother to argue with her.

At this time, Ye Anran also came. Seeing the three people arrived, but the owner, Mrs. Jing, was nowhere to be seen. Song Siyan went crazy: "They said they would invite us to come, but they disappeared. What are you doing? Are you playing tricks on us?"

At this time, the maid in Jingyuan seemed to be upset, and interjected: "Miss Siyan, our wife is going to prepare cakes for you, please don't worry."

"Preparing pastries, is she so kind?" Siyan said in a strange way.

At this time, Mrs. Jing in a peach pink long dress came out from the inner hall, holding a pastry in her hand, and then she smiled at everyone: "Everyone is here, come on, please sit down."

Seeing that Mrs. Jing was so polite, everyone didn't say anything and took their seats one after another. At this time, Mrs. Jing walked up to Ye Anran with the pastry: "Sister Wangfei, this is the pastry I brought from Jinzhou. You can try it, although it is not as good as the pastry." It’s delicious in Beijing, but it has a different taste. It tastes good. The north is a place of northern cold, and there are very few desserts. The only sesame cake is the most popular cake in our locality. I came from a humble background, and there are no gifts to give For everyone, so please accept it with a smile.”

"Where is Madam Jing, the courtesy is light and the affection is heavy, I just accept it, thank you very much." Ye Anran has a good tutor since she came to the house, so she should thank you for accepting things from others.

On the contrary, Song Siyan laughed mockingly: "Oh, so it's sesame cake, what do I think it is, I ate it when I was a child, and my father once brought it on a business trip in the north, so it's just like that, I didn't think it was very delicious."

This remark made Madam Jing a little embarrassed for a while, Madam Jing smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, Miss Siyan, the north is indeed not a rich place, so naturally there is nothing that can be sold, just laugh at me."

"It doesn't matter. I have eaten all kinds of delicacies since I was a child. This is nothing, so I don't want it. You should give it to others. Not everyone has eaten it like me, huh?" Song Siyan always likes to show off his etiquette. As the servant's daughter, I didn't forget to seize the opportunity this time.

Mrs. Jing nodded, but didn't say anything, but walked up to Xiangyi with the pastries: "Sister Xiangyi, please accept."

"Don't be so polite, ma'am, just call me Xiangyi from now on, thank you ma'am for the pastries." Although Xiangyi also looked down on Madam Jing, let alone such a woman, she was still very respectful on the surface, because Xiangyi I don't want to offend Xi Gongjue, from this point of view, Xiangyi is much smarter than Song Siyan.

After distributing the pastries, Mrs. Jing called the servant girl and ordered in front of everyone: "Xiaohong, take these to Qingqian Garden and send some to Sister Qingqian to taste."

That Xiaohong seemed a little reluctant, and said hesitantly: "Ma'am, is it necessary? This servant sees that the side concubine doesn't seem to like you, Ma'am, so why bother yourself."

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Jing immediately scolded with a downcast face: "Xiaohong, don't be rude, no matter whether elder sister Qingqian likes me or not, she is still my elder sister, she is ahead of me, so naturally I have to respect her."

These words moved Ye Anran very much, she always advocated peaceful coexistence, if Mrs. Jing is really so gentle, sweet, well-behaved and sensible, then life in the palace will not be very difficult in the future.

It's a pity... She misjudged the person this time, and Mrs. Jing was one of the opponents who kept her secret. In the days to come, she almost put Ye Anran to death several times. Only then did she understand that a hypocritical woman is the most Terrible, of course, these are things for later.

"Oh, ma'am, you really have a bodhisattva's heart!" Song Siyan didn't know whether it was a compliment or a derogation, but his tone was a little strange, but Mrs. Jing didn't seem to think too much, just smiled lightly: "It's all from my family, it should be, Jing'er, I am new to the palace, so I still need everyone to remind me a lot."

Ye Anran responded: "Mrs. Jing, you are welcome. Since we are all a family, we don't need to be so polite."

At this time, Xiangyi couldn't help but speak: "Madam Jing, there is something I don't understand, and you want to ask Madam?"

"Miss Xiangyi, please tell me." Mrs. Jing replied politely.

"Mrs. Jing, the day you first entered the palace, the slaves remembered that the prince called you Taohua, why did you suddenly call Jinger again?" Not to mention Xiangyi, even Song Siyan and Ye Anran felt very curious about this question, and it was also the question that everyone had been thinking about. Figure out the problem.

After hearing Xiangyi's words, Mrs. Jing smiled lightly: "Well, thank you, my lord, my real name is Peach Blossom, but my lord said that this name sounds a little vulgar and not noble, so when I was discussing with the emperor to give me the canonization , I chose a static character on a temporary basis, which is called elegant, and the name the prince changed for me, I like it very much, now when I think of Taohua’s name, I also feel a little rustic, ha ha."

"Well, this name is good, Madam is so lucky." Xiangyi said with some jealousy.

At this moment, Song Siyan asked again: "Mrs. Jing, I don't understand something, can I ask for advice?"

"Miss Siyan, please ask."

"Mrs. Jing, I heard that my wife was a concubine newly married by the prefect of Jinzhou Da Da Da? Later, I followed the master, but as the saying goes, one woman does not serve two husbands. It is a bit unreasonable for the wife to follow the master like this. Well, even if it spreads out, it will be good or bad, and if it damages the reputation of our Rui'an Palace, it will be bad." Song Siyan said proudly.

After hearing this, Mrs. Jing's face changed slightly. Maybe she didn't expect that Song Siyan knew her background clearly. There are too many people talking, after all, there must be someone among the thousands of troops going north this time who will spread rumors.

And Song Siyan, as the daughter of the servant of the Ministry of Rites, is not surprised to know these inside stories. Seeing that she couldn't hide it, Mrs. Jing cleared her throat and decided to explain all this: "Yes, Miss Siyan is right, I am originally from Jinzhou The prefect Pang Fei married a concubine, but I didn't do it voluntarily. It was Pang Fei who saw the color and had evil intentions and saw that I was helpless, so he forcibly married me. Pang Fei appeared, and was killed by the prince before he had time to pay homage, so I can say that I am not Pang Fei's concubine, because I did not marry him, let alone bridal chamber with him, I am an innocent daughter, This point... the prince knows best."

"Oh, so that's how it is. The Lord is really a hero to save the beauty this time, and he went in time." Although he said so on the surface, in his heart, Song Siyan already hated his teeth. Prefect Pang ruined Mrs. Jing, so there is nothing to say?But what happened has already happened, and it is too late to change it.

Seeing Xiang Yi and Song Siyan's two times of making troubles and returning home in defeat, Ye Anran didn't say a word, just ate the pastry quietly.

Mrs. Jing suddenly changed the subject and asked, "Sister Wangfei, can I ask you a question?"

"Madam Jing, may I ask?" Ye Anran was startled, put down the pastry in her hand and replied.

"I heard that you are very talented, so I would like to ask you that the name of your Spring Night Pavilion was based on the phrase in "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" that spring night is bitter and short day is high. Since then, won't the king come to court early?" Mrs. Jing asked earnestly. .

"Uh...?" Ye Anran was stumped.

The reason is nothing else. Mrs. Jing gave the name wrong when she said it. Her other courtyard is called Chunxiao Pavilion, but it is not called Chunxiao Pavilion at all. She distorted the meaning, and naturally everything behind it is wrong.

Ye Anran is a very conservative lady of the family, so naturally she would not name her based on such explicit poems as the spring night is bitter, the day is high, and the king will not go to court early.

But how can she explain it so that Mrs. Jing doesn't feel too embarrassed?After all, to save face, Ye Anran was about to explain, both Song Siyan and Xiangyi couldn't help laughing.

"What are the two girls laughing at? Did I say something wrong?" Mrs. Jing was a little terrified by the laughter of Xiang Yi and Song Siyan, and asked foolishly.

"I said, Mrs. Jing, have you never read a book? How could you make such a ridiculous mistake?" Song Siyan said in a strange way, and couldn't help laughing after finishing speaking.

Faced with the ridicule from Xiang Yi and Song Siyan, Mrs. Jing's expression was extremely awkward for a moment... Ye Anran didn't know what to say.

(End of this chapter)