LIGHTNOVELONLINE Chapter 7:
Chapter 7
Wei Hanzhang was still thinking about the scene just now when he walked out of the courtyard...
No matter how you look at it, her parents are not as respectful and emotionless as described in the original novel.
Jiang almost fell down, and Wei Heng's nervous look was definitely not fake. The emotions shown in that moment probably disappeared before he even noticed.
Is the male protagonist and female supporting character true love?
No, no, Wei Hanzhang shook his head. If it was true love, what are those concubines and concubines in the backyard?
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The courtyard of the second bedroom has four entrances. Jingya Hall is the courtyard of the mistress Jiang family.
Walking out of Jingya Hall, Grandma Zhou led the way with a lantern while introducing the family situation in detail to the young master: "We don't have many houses in the second house. Except for our sixth son who lives in the Linshui Pavilion in the east, the eighth and tenth sons are all having **** in the outer courtyard. They live in Huating, and they are exempted from greeting Madam every day. They rarely come to the inner courtyard, the girl..."
Aunt Zhou paused and said, "My wife has prepared a yard for you since you were born. Over the years, my wife has arranged for someone to sweep it carefully every ten days and a half and make repairs from time to time. If there is anything wrong with the layout inside, , Just tell me, old slave."
The heroine in the original work was extremely favored and gave birth to two sons and one daughter when she was a concubine. Except for the first wife Jiang, all the concubine children in Wei Heng's backyard were born to her alone.
The Eighth Young Master and the Tenth Young Master are the sons of the Shen family.
Wei Hanzhang thought to himself and nodded gently: "I'm busy, grandma."
"Girl, please don't offend me." In the dim night, Grandma Zhou pointed to a courtyard door in front of her and said, "Your Linfeng Residence is very close to Madam's Jingya Hall. Just get there.”
As he spoke, he had already reached the end of the corridor and followed the steps paved with bluestone tiles to the entrance of the courtyard.
There were already a dozen servant girls waiting inside. When they saw Wei Hanzhang, they knelt on the ground again.
It had just rained during the day, and there were still water stains on the bluestone bricks. Wei Hanzhang said.
There was a lamp five steps inside the courtyard, which was very bright. Aunt Zhou led Wei Hanzhang inside and continued to introduce: "You have built a listening tower at the back of the courtyard. It has three floors. When summer comes, the girl can invite Some of my good friends went to stay in the building for a few days, listening to the wind, admiring the moon, and having a drink. "
Wei Hanzhang suddenly became interested. In this era, young ladies from wealthy families would like to find a name to invite their friends to have a drink. If the flowers of any house bloomed particularly well this year, they would like to invite people to come. Shared reward.
Two healthy women who looked like housekeepers followed behind.
Aunt Zhou sent Wei Hanzhang to the eaves and said with a smile: "These two are Aunt Sun and Aunt Liu. They both came from Xuzhou's hometown to accompany the second lady as a dowry. If there is anything you are not used to, you can tell them." ”
Grandmothers Sun and Liu bowed and said, "I've seen Miss Ninth."
Wei Hanzhang nodded, looking sleepy.
Seeing this, Grandma Zhou said, "It's already getting late. Girl, I'm tired from traveling and traveling. I won't disturb you for your rest."
That's what she said, but Aunt Zhou was afraid that the servants were not smart enough. After giving some instructions, she saw that Wei Hanzhang couldn't cheer up, so she told the two maids, Luzhu and Lulan: "Hurry up and serve the girl. Just rest."
There are many maids in the Hou Mansion, but those who serve the master personally are good at using them, and not just anyone can take her place.
Today, when the little master came back, the hot water in Linfengju's kitchen had been prepared. Luzhu and Lulan helped Wei Hanzhang bathe and change clothes. She took off her headdress and makeup. After everything was done, she fell on the bed and fell asleep.
She had been either on a boat or in a carriage for the past half month. She was already very tired. When she woke up, it was already past midnight. Luzhu was guarding the door and came in after hearing any noise. When Wei Hanzhang asked about the time, he became anxious and said that there was no need to say hello. However, this was the first day after returning home, so there was no reason not to say hello.
If others find out, they will think that the Jiang family has not taught her the rules.
After finishing dressing up, Wei Hanzhang specially changed into a pink and blue cloud gauze skirt. He wore a half-arm blouse embroidered with peony patterns outside the chest-length skirt. It looked like the bright sunshine, full of vitality.
On the way to Jingya Hall to pay my respects, the courtyard scenery passing by is very eye-catching.
Although the lights were bright last night, she still couldn't see clearly. Now walking on the corridor paved with green bricks, she felt the majesty of the palace. There were rockeries and trees along the way, and there must be a scene every other section of the way. There is artificially introduced water flowing down the rockery, bypassing the flowers and trees, and flowing into a lotus pond.
This is just the second house’s own back house. I don’t know what the real back garden of the Marquis’ mansion looks like.
After passing an arch, we finally arrived at Jingya Hall.
Mammy Zhou was waiting outside the door. When she saw Wei Hanzhang coming, she bowed and opened the curtain and said, "The second lady told the girl to just go in when she comes."
Wei Hanzhang nodded slightly, and when he entered the room, he saw Mrs. Jiang leaning on the couch, her beautiful face looking more radiant than yesterday.
Although he was on the sickbed during this period of time, Jiang's face looked haggard but not old. He looked no further than twenty-seven. When he saw his delicate little daughter coming in, Jiang's face became even more joyful: "My son is here."
Wei Hanzhang saluted and said with a smile, "Mother looks more energetic today than yesterday."
She is naturally beautiful. Today she specially wore a brightly colored gauze skirt. She has red lips and white teeth and is more delicate than flowers. When she smiles, her girlish charm is revealed inadvertently, giving her a fresh and charming feeling.
There were two women standing beside Jiang. They were stunned for a moment, and then said to Wei Hanzhang, "I've seen Miss Jiu."
Wei Hanzhang went to look at these two people curiously. The one who could serve the mistress in the main room must be her father's concubine.
I don’t know if Mrs. Shen is one of these two people.
Jiang said that her daughter did not recognize anyone, and was worried that she had bowed to two concubines, so she quickly waved to her daughter and said, "This is your father's aunt, not a serious relative."
Wei Hanzhang stepped forward and hugged Jiang's arm, smiling and saying, "I don't know what to call the two aunts."
The two women standing there said hurriedly: "I, Mrs. Lin and Mrs. Shen, have met Ninth Girl."
Shen?
Wei Hanzhang looked at the heroine of the original book. She was well-maintained. She looked no more than twenty-five or sixty-six. She had almond-shaped eyes and willow-leaf eyebrows, and she could vaguely see a clear and graceful temperament.
As a beloved concubine with two sons and one daughter, Mrs. Shen was not ostentatious. She wore a regular skirt and only two hairpins on her head. She stood there with low eyebrows and looked at a man. A law-abiding concubine.
Seeing her daughter staring at the concubine, Mrs. Jiang asked, "What's going on Ran Ran?"
"Nothing." Wei Hanzhang rested his head on Jiang's shoulder, thinking that although the heroine in the original book had not seen it before.
But compared to Jiang's mistress, there is nothing about her appearance, background, or conversation that can threaten Jiang.
How could her mother be replaced by such a person?
(End of this chapter)