Chang’an’s First Beauty

Chapter 8 Birthday feast

The moonlight outside the house is like silver, and the moon’s shadow is like a hook, like a plain brilliance, spreading on every brick and tile in Chengyuan.

There was no sound all around, and even the sound of the flickering candlelight could be heard.

There is still a while before the morning bell strikes.

After Lu Yan instructed Shen Zhen not to cry for anything, and not to cry when something happened, he didn’t feel wronged, so he lay down and took a nap.

Shen Zhen wanted to find Shen Hong, but he didn’t dare to interrupt him to rest. Sitting by the side for two hours, he was so sleepy that he didn’t dare to close his eyes.

I didn’t get a good rest for several days, and I couldn’t hold it anymore at the moment, and I planted aside, fell directly on the ground, and the round stool turned over.

With such a loud noise, Lu Yan naturally opened his eyes.

He looked at her-

She fell to the ground without opening her eyes.

She looks charming, pitiful and cute, and it’s like Lu Yan, who doesn’t care about other people’s life or death, has moved compassionately.

He got up and walked to her, tapped her shoulder with his fingertips, and whispered, “Get up.”

Hearing the man’s voice, Shen Zhen instantly returned to his soul, rolled his red eyes, and stood up immediately, “My lord, my lord, what’s the matter?”

Seeing her defensive expression, Lu Yan couldn’t help but sneered.

It’s really unnecessary to care about her.

When I feel unhappy, I naturally lose my face. Thinking that he was almost resting, he left the yard without looking back.

Lu Yan left Lanyue Pavilion and went straight to the West Wing. Before he opened the door, he heard a cough.

Inside the room, he lowered his head and Shen Hong raised his head. The precautions in Xiaobudian’s eyes were exactly the same as those of her sister. His eyes were red, and he had already cried.

Lu Yan didn’t like children, he didn’t care who they were, crying or laughing, but he didn’t like anyone who could open his mouth.

So before it was Shen Hong’s turn to speak, Yang Zong asked someone to send Shen Hong to Lanyue Pavilion.

Lu Yan looked out the window sideways, his brows solemnly, his expression slightly cold.

“Has Zhaoxingfang dealt with it?” Lu Yan said.

Yang Zong bowed back: “Don’t worry, the master only burned a front yard, and our people put out the fire. The external claim that the oil lamp was running out of water, no one suspects for the time being.”

Lu Yan said: “There is such a loud noise tonight, it is impossible for King Teng and Suningbo to be silent tomorrow. You send someone to keep watching, and you will be reported every six hours.”

Yang Zong should be, and then he said: “Master, what about the little son of the Shen family?”

Lu Yan thought for a moment, and said in a deep voice, “I can’t wait, I’ll send him out of the capital as soon as daybreak.” He paused and said, “By the way, send the old lady and maidservant out of the city together.”

After Yang Zong left, Lu Yan fiddled with Bai Yu’s fingers in his hand, feeling confused.

A few days ago, he dreamed of the fire on the ninth day of October. He didn’t believe it at first, but he didn’t believe it anyway.

But until the fire came as promised.

He knew that Shen Zhen had to be saved anyway.

—

Early the next morning. Jingzhao Mansion.

As Lu Yan wrote his submission, he listened to the military path under his hand: “It’s true that the adult’s previous materials are correct. The master of the Wang family in Liquan County does have a problem. Yesterday I sent someone to search and found two female corpses at the bottom of the well.”

“Who are they, have you checked it out?”

“According to what Hao Zuo said, one is a singer from Ping Kang Fang, whose surname is Luo, who has paid the ransom from his eldest mother. The other is Wang Zhao’s concubine the year before, and there is no trace of homicide.” Shen Jundao.

Hearing the words, Lu Yan paused, clicked the table with his index finger, and said after a long while: “No, the smell of corpses in his yard is definitely more than two corpses.”

His implication is: two corpses, one is a concubine, the other is a singing girl, even if Wang Zhao has some special habit, playing with them to death, since they faked the appearance of suicide, there is no need to hide them at home for so long.

Such a result is not so much that they found it, it is better to say that someone deliberately put it there.

After joining the army, he didn’t know what he thought of, and immediately said, “The subordinates will check it again.”

Lu Yan closed his eyes, raised his hand and rubbed his temples. I didn’t get a good rest last night, and then another morning’s case was filed. It really didn’t make people…

Before Lu Yan could finish cursing in his heart, Yang Zong walked in again carrying a bird cage.

“Master, I bought the starling you wanted, and the old lady will definitely like it.” Today is the birthday banquet of the old lady of the Lu family. This starling is a birthday gift prepared by Lu Yan.

The parrot raised by the old lady died and was sad for a long time. Lu Yan remembered that the people who dared not buy the parrot hook of the same product were sad, so they could only buy mynah who can also sing softly to please her elderly people.

Because it was Mrs. Lu’s birthday, Lu Yan went back to the town’s government office as soon as she lost her value.

When she reached the door, she saw the eldest lady in the three rooms standing outside the door, and then, holding the hand of a girl wearing a young girl’s bun, she entered the mansion together.

Lu Yan frowned and said in a low voice, “I remember my grandmother said that today only hosts a family dinner and does not invite outsiders. Who is here?”

Yang Zong replied: “That was the third grandmother’s niece. Because my father was transferred to Jingzhou as a governor, he was going to live in the mansion for a while. Today, I came here to wish the old lady a birthday.”

Lu Yan squinted at him: “You know so clearly, why don’t you tell me in advance?”

Yang Zong was exposed on the spot, he could not help touching the tip of his nose, and whispered: “The princess asked not to let his subordinates tell you.”

Lu Yan sighed.

OK, come again.

—

There are three rooms in the Lu’s family.

The elder of the Lu family, Lu Jun, is the emperor’s sister, the princess Jing’an, and the second elder of the Lu family, Lu He, married the daughter of Shang Shuyoucheng, the Xiao family.

And the youngest son, Lu Can, who caused the headache of Mrs. Lu the most, did not agree with the family and married a merchant girl, who is now the third grandmother Wen.

However, the Wen family is not an ordinary merchant, but the largest cloth merchant in Jin, and also a decent family. So when the old lady saw Lu Can really moved, she let him go. Since she was determined to marry, there was no need to make any unhappiness, so as not to have more discord in the future.

However, this Wen family’s sister is also promising. Her sister’s forefoot was married to Zhenguo Gongfu, and her sister’s backfoot was married to a third-ranking member of the imperial court.

The one just now was Meng Suxi, the daughter of the third grandmother’s sister.

When Lu Yan walked in, all the people in the third room of the Lu family had gathered in the main hall.

When everyone saw him entering the house, the atmosphere in the room became more lively. He walked forward and smiled: “Shi Yan greets grandmother, I wish grandmother good health, smile often.” He said, the mynah in his hand. Then he sang twice, which was very beautiful.

Looking at the mynah in his hand, the old lady immediately took it and teased it a few times.

This room was talking, only listening to the curtain swinging, and a lady in a hibiscus-colored upper skirt and a golden long skirt came out.

This beauty who is as bright as a blazing sun is the Princess of Jing’an.

Years are partial to her. She has been a woman for more than 20 years, but her face seems to have stopped more than ten years ago. Only when she gestures, she has a little more charm than a girl’s home.

She walked up to the old lady, shook her wrist deliberately, and said with a smile: “This dress is embroidered by the daughter-in-law herself. Mother should not dislike it.”

Lao Madam Lu looked at her bright look and couldn’t help but laugh, and said, “Your craftsmanship has always been the best.”

Mrs. Lu likes Jing’an not because she is the noble princess, but because of her temperament for ten years.

When Princess Jing’an first married to the Lu family, her daily posture was very high. The relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law was okay, and it was considered respectful and filial. It is the slightest reluctance to converge.

But she is the saint’s favorite sister, who would dare to choke on her.

At this time, Mrs. Lu couldn’t help but feel sorry for her eldest son, for fear that he would be angry with the royal family someday.

Until the days passed, Old Lady Lu understood what kind of person the princess really was.

When Wen went out to socialize at first, there were always people who liked to say a few jokes using her identity as a business woman. Wen was afraid of embarrassment and never dared to speak up. She happened to be heard by the princess once, she turned her face on the spot, dropped the tea cup, pulled Wen’s turn and left.

The surrounding temperature is like freezing.

On the way back, Princess Jing’an did not forget to reprimand her, “My uncle has been married to you for many years, and has never said a single word. Why do you still have to be angry with others when you are outside? I endured this kind of thing for a while. There have been two times, is it possible that you have to endure it again and again?”

Wen didn’t dare to reply, he hesitated for a long time before he whispered, “I am also afraid of embarrassment…”

After hearing this, the eldest princess couldn’t help but fine-tune her eyebrows, and sneered: “Three younger siblings, I tell you, as long as you are not afraid of embarrassment, it is someone else who is embarrassed.”

Later this sentence spread to the old lady’s ears, which caused the old lady to laugh for a long time. She ate half a bowl of dinner that night. Since then, she has recognized her son’s words—Jing An’s temper is not good. Being gentle and considerate, but sincere to everyone in the family, this is more important than anything else.

Everyone was seated, and the ancient shengxiao music played.

When I was young, the dishes had been served four times, and everyone stopped the chopsticks and watched the performance of the troupe.

At the end of the song, the beautiful girl stepped back and changed into a strangely dressed person and entered the room. He had a long jacket, sleeves long and short, and makeup. He painted a pockmarked face while being clean.

Everyone was feeling that there was a lot of novelty talk, and the old lady saw that Princess Jing’an and Lu Yan had complicated eyes, frowned eyebrows, and even the corners of their mouths could not help but lifted.

The old lady couldn’t help but laughed.

Xiao, the eldest wife of the second room, met and asked quickly: “What is the mother laughing at?”

Mrs. Lu took advantage of the fact that their expressions did not change, and hurriedly whispered to Xiao’s.

Xiao Clan looked at the words, and naturally looked at Princess Jing’an and her son, with their generally undifferentiated expressions, and instantly laughed.

This pair of children, mother and son, are always picky and difficult to serve, and no one knows about them.

At this time, Xiao’s eyes fell on Meng Jia’s Suxi, and he whispered: “My daughter-in-law thinks that the Meng’s little girl looks really good, so I don’t have to pick anything.”

The old lady glanced in the distance.

I have to say that the daughter of the Meng family has a very pleasing face, her big eyes are like washed grapes, black and bright, her nose is rounded, and when she smiles, she reveals a row of white teeth, and she can’t help but give birth to love. Good impression.

Everyone knows what the Wen family’s daughter made when she moved into the Guogong Mansion.

But as long as Lu Yan can meet, it is also a good thing.

The old lady nodded, “Go and call her over, I will say a few words to her.”

Xiao cried out, walked to the end of the Xi, and patted her on the shoulder.

The old lady was getting older and naturally liked the young girl. She held Meng Suxi’s hand, looked at it carefully, and then called Lu Yan over.

The drum music on the side continued, and he didn’t hear anything the old lady said to him. In desperation, he had to bow and put his ears over.

Meng Suxi was the closest to the old lady, and when he saw him leaning forward, his face flushed.

This look of her daughter’s helplessness naturally fell in the eyes of Mrs. Lu, the princess.

—

After the dinner was over in the evening, the third grandmother went to Meng Suxi’s room, “Xixi, have you seen the son of the world?”

Meng Suxi’s face turned red in an instant, and she stuttered: “Auntie, auntie.”

Wen grabbed her sign language and said earnestly: “What identity is Princess Jing’an? Your mother must have asked her. Aunt has been with her for more than 20 years, and she knows her to some extent. If you really want to marry the Lu family, Believe in Auntie, don’t restrain yourself too much. In the past two days, the father-in-law is mainly talking to you. Whatever she asks you, you can answer it. It is best to speak out.

“Auntie, don’t worry. If the eldest princess comes to ask questions, Su Xi must have something to say, and she will not be circumspect.”

Wen squeezed the tip of her nose, “You and your mother are both clever ghosts.”

Meng Suxi shook her aunt’s hand, secretly acting softly.

“Okay, I’m relieved when I’m finished. Let’s rest early. If you are short of anything, tell your aunt and treat this as your own home.”

After Wen closed the door and went out, the smile in Wen Suxi’s eyes disappeared instantly.

The shyness of those daughters just now is also gone.

She sat in front of the makeup, looking at herself in the bronze mirror, slowly curling the corners of her mouth, revealing a self-deprecating smile.

Her aunt’s fate was good, and she became naive when she married someone like the Lu family.

I dare to say such absurd things as outspoken.

The mother has no sons. Looking at the faces of people everywhere in Meng’s house, the daughters born to her aunt even climbed onto her head.

If you can’t please the eldest princess this time, marry the Lu family smoothly, and when you return to Jingzhou, you can only listen to your father’s words and participate in next year’s draft.

But she really didn’t want to enter the palace.

The author has something to say: I like the princess.