Mrs. Fu Heng.

When she was young, she had the reputation of the first beauty of the Manchu Qing Dynasty.

After marrying the high-ranking and powerful Fu Heng, he had four sons and two daughters, and the husband and wife were harmonious, and they were a model for the couples in Beijing.

If you invite her to comb her hair, it will undoubtedly be a very face-saving thing.

And the Mrs. Quanfu that Feng Yinglian found was really this Mrs. Fu Heng.

When Feng Jiwen learned about it, she was a little surprised.

First, the unclear past between her and Fukangan has not yet been forgotten, and Mrs. Fu Heng, as a mother, is unwilling to have anything to do with her; second, she has only seen this Mrs. Fu Heng at Mrs. Yuan Mei's birthday banquet, and she has never even said a word, so she can't be called an acquaintance at all.

So, she wondered if her grandfather had secretly used some 'means' in order to give her a long face, so that Mrs. Fu Heng reluctantly nodded and agreed to comb her hair.

After listening to her granddaughter's implicit inquiry, Feng Yinglian felt sad.

He didn't expect that in the eyes of his children, he would be such a grandfather.

Although then again, it's not like he's never done something like that......

But this time, it was really not the Fu Heng Mansion he took the initiative to find.

"I heard Chun Hegong mention this matter in the early dynasty, but he took the initiative to ask about the person who combed my hair—" In order to prove his innocence, he explained in detail with his granddaughter: "It is said that when Mrs. Fu Heng had a small gathering with Mrs. Yuan and Mrs. Wang yesterday, they talked about this matter, and Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Yuan both intended to comb your hair for you, but these two ladies have no children under their knees...... I was afraid that you would be blessed in the future, so I recommended Mrs. Fu Heng. ”

Feng Jiwen was stunned and asked, "Mrs. Yuan and Mrs. Wang?"

Mrs. Yuan should be referring to Mr. Yuan Mei's wife, which is not surprising, in the end, my grandfather and Mr. Yuan are close friends, and it is reasonable that Mrs. Yuan is willing to give face.

But Mrs. Wang, who is it?

She asked Feng Yinglian.

"Cabinet Scholar Wang Jie, the inner family of Lord Wang. ”

Feng Jiwen suddenly remembered that at Mrs. Yuan's birthday banquet that day, the lady who slapped Zhang Jiajiyu and spoke out to relieve her.

The lady's surname Fang, who later spoke to her, was Wang Jie's wife.

She didn't expect that there would be only a few words of conversation that day. This lady actually wanted to comb her hair.

even worked with Mrs. Yuan to persuade Mrs. Fu Heng.

Feng Jiwen was grateful in her heart and remembered this lady firmly.

Anyway, the matter of combing people. It's finally settled.

In the next two days, Feng Jiwen still stayed at home, under the arrangement of Qin Yan and her grandfather, she was preparing for the marriage, and repeatedly practiced many cumbersome rules and regulations on the day of marriage.

Occasionally steal a moment of leisure. I didn't practice calligraphy much, but I basked in the sun in the yard with Jingxue, swinged, and enjoyed the last comfortable time in Yinglian Mansion.

The day before the wedding.

Ziyun came over in the morning, waited until the sun went down, and accompanied Feng Jiwen all day.

Most of the time he sat on the kang bed in the inner room, laughing, teasing the cats, and didn't talk about anything serious, but in the end, before Ziyun left, he suddenly shook Feng Jiwen's hand and said to her: "Even if you are married." I must not have less contacts in the future, okay?"

Feng Jiwen held her hand and replied with a smile: "That's natural—I don't have any friends, so I'll point to you to talk to me in the future to relieve my boredom." ”

Now in the eyes of outsiders, her marriage is ruined for the rest of her life, and she can't avoid her, where to find a best friend like Ziyun who really doesn't mind the good or bad of her husband's family?

This kind of thing is extremely rare.

"That's settled. Ziyun shook her hand repeatedly, and Feng Jiwen nodded again, and then left Yinglian Mansion with the maid.

Dinner, Feng Jiwen was served with her grandfather and Shu Zhi.

On the dinner table. Feng Yinglian drank a few glasses of wine with great interest.

In case of mistakes tomorrow, I didn't really get drunk, but I was a little confused.

Feng Yinglian, who was slightly drunk, didn't look as happy and happy as he came a few days ago, but was a little sad. also mentioned some things about Feng Jiwen's childhood.

Although his granddaughter's family affair was promoted by him, there is nothing unsatisfactory, but when it comes to this day, he is still reluctant.

Feng Jiwen couldn't help but feel a little sour in her heart.

But before she could ferment too much, she saw the old man leaning on the circle chair with his eyelids fighting, and the words in his mouth began to become intermittent......

I've been busy lately. Now that I have eaten a little wine, I will inevitably get sleepy......

Feng Shuzhi glanced at his grandfather with a complicated look.

Feng Jiwen instructed her subordinates: "Help the old lady go back and wipe her face and rest, remember to pay attention at night, don't miss tea and water around you." ”

The subordinates responded, and helped the sleepy Feng Yinglian to leave the dining room, leaving the two sisters and brothers sitting in place and looking at each other.

Feng Jiwen was prepared to be nagged by the old man all night on the eve of her marriage and teach various life principles, but she didn't expect this to be the case.

Good people say they get drunk.

Feng Jiwen sighed.

It was still early, and she was thinking about whether to go back to Tang Courtyard to find some time to pass the time, but Feng Shuzhi on the side suddenly asked, "Eldest sister, has your back injury healed?"

Feng Jiwen replied with a smile when she heard this: "It's already fine, don't worry." ”

Occasionally, it still hurts a little, but it doesn't affect normal walking and sleeping.

Feng Shuzhi was relieved when he heard this, but his tone was a little guilty, he lowered his head and said, "I went to the racecourse that day, I shouldn't have run so far with Yongfan and them." ”

After Feng Jiwen's accident, half of the reason why he cried was because of self-blame.

She was such a reckless person, how could he not watch from the sidelines - this made the responsible Feng Xiaodi regret it very much.

Feng Jiwen didn't expect him to have such an idea.

The little guy didn't know what he was busy with these days, and he couldn't see much of a figure all day long, and she had to be careful to recuperate from her injuries while preparing for marriage, so she didn't go out of her way to look for him, whether it was the first time that the injury at the racecourse was mentioned between the two siblings.

Seeing his self-reproachful appearance, Feng Jiwen sighed with a smile, shook her head and said, "Silly boy." The events of the day are not something you can predict in advance, so it is not your turn to blame yourself. ”

Feng Shuzhi pursed his lips, feeling a little better in his heart.

As a result, I heard Feng Jiwen add: "Don't say that you are gone, even if you are here." It won't help much, and you might get hurt. ”

She was originally glad to have said this, but it fell into Feng Shuzhi's ears, and she only listened to the first half of the sentence.

Even though he's there. It doesn't help much......

Is she so comforting?

But don't say it, it's not good, but it's true......

Even if he was there, how could he help in that situation?

His riding and archery has only scratched the surface.

Recently, under Feng Jiwen's various ingenious 'blows'. Brother Feng, who already has a new understanding of the word self-esteem, is so inexplicably relieved......

Feng Shuzhi no longer feels inferior as before, and has learned to learn from bad things.

"I'm going to try to do my best in the future, so I won't let you get hurt on the horse field again. His tone sounded like a reassurance.

Feng Jiwen nodded with satisfaction when she heard this.

Although, she didn't think there was any specific connection between whether he would be able to ride and shoot well and whether he would be injured on the horse farm in the future......

But it's always good for a child to have this heart.

"How much do you weigh now?"

Belch?

Feng Jiwen heard this turning question, and was a little dazed for a while.

Talk as you talk, why talk about her weight?

This kid can't talk a lot.

Chatting with girls like this, the road of life will become narrower and narrower.

She made a bitter expression. was about to educate one or two, but he heard Feng Shuzhi ask himself and answer: "It shouldn't be too heavy, right? It should be about ...... less than the heaviest sandbag in the martial arts training ground."

Feng Jiwen: "......"

The heaviest sandbag in the training ground......

Not to mention that the sandbag is one hundred and thirty or forty pounds, is there really no problem with this comparison?

Does this kid have a correct understanding of a girl's weight?

Feng Jiwen looked at him angrily.

Feng Shuzhi bowed his head weakly.

opened his mouth: "I, although I have been working hard every day for the past few days, and I can barely carry the heaviest sandbag, but ...... I can't take two steps. I'm afraid I won't be able to carry you tomorrow...... When the time comes, will others gossip?"

Feng Jiwen's angry expression was still on her face, but she couldn't help but laugh out loud when she heard the words.

I haven't seen anyone in this kid these days, and I'm working hard behind my back?!

But he can carry more than 100 pounds of sandbags, is it really fake?

This question is a bit of a question of the child's lying. She held back.

"When did I say I wanted you to carry me?"

"You only have one younger brother, who do I not carry on my back?" Feng Shuzhi asked her rhetorically, with an expression that clearly felt that he couldn't carry it, but insisted on defending his dignity as a younger brother. It made Feng Jiwen smile.

"You're only nine years old. She laughs.

"Who said that? I'm ten years old. He frowned, seriousness written all over his face.

Feng Jiwen let out a "ha" and nodded suddenly.

Yes, it's just over the years, it's time to be a year older.

But is there much difference between a nine-year-old and a ten-year-old?

"I'm not as heavy as the punching bag you said. But it must be heavier than you, you don't have to be reluctant to carry me on the sedan chair, you send me out of the house, and your heart is there. At the end, he added a sentence very cheekily: "It's not in vain that I love you." ”

Feng Shuzhi frowned noncommittally, didn't say good or bad, just picked up the teacup and ate the tea quietly with the smiling Feng Jiwen.

Outside the hall, the night was getting darker.

……

The next day, Feng Jiwen was woken up by Qin Yan as usual.

It was just that when she opened her eyes, it was pitch black outside the window, and the room was still lit by lights.

Feng Jiwen didn't react much for a while, and swept in front of the bed in a hazy way, only to see that in addition to Qin Yan, Xiaoxing, Xiaoxian and Xiaocha, the three maids were also standing at the head of the bed, and the three of them were all watching her at this time.

This formation made her sober up all of a sudden.

Today, the eighteenth day of the first lunar month, is the day she got married.

Although she was a little sleepy, she shouldn't be lying in bed too much, it was a big day in the end, Feng Jiwen didn't hesitate, she sat up cross-legged and asked, "What time is it?"

"Back to the girl, it'll be time later. Qin Yan smiled and said, "Girl, hurry up and wash and change clothes, in half an hour, Mrs. Fu Heng should come over." ”

It's not time yet.

It was coming sooner than she had imagined.

Feng Jiwen sighed in her heart, but she was also helped out of bed by the maid and went to the ear room to wash.

When she came out of the ear room, there was already a woman in a flag costume in the room, who was being entertained by Qin Yan for tea.

Feng Jiwen recognized that this was Mrs. Fu Heng, who had a relationship with Mrs. Yuan at Mrs. Yuan's birthday banquet before.

This lady actually came early.

Feng Jiwen didn't dare to slack off, stepped forward and bowed, and greeted Mrs. Fu Heng.

Mrs. Fu Heng glanced at her.

Feng Jiwen saw her at Mrs. Yuan's birthday banquet last time, but she didn't pay attention to Feng Jiwen - but afterwards she heard that Feng Jiwen beat the eldest lady of Zhang Jia's family.

At that time, I only felt that this little girl was really as rumored, with a bad temperament and reckless behavior.

had pestered her third son Yaolin like that before.

almost as a matter of course, he had a dislike for Feng Jiwen.

This time, Mrs. Yuan and Mrs. Wang proposed to let her be Feng Jiwen's hairdresser, and she undoubtedly refused from the bottom of her heart at first-but one of the two ladies praised Feng Jiwen for being very appreciated by Mr. Yuan Mei, saying that she had an excellent personality, and the other said that her knowledge was generally not comparable to that of ordinary ladies...... I didn't even praise people to the sky.

She and Mrs. Yuan have only had some contacts in recent years, but they have been friends with Mrs. Wang Fang for many years, and they are quite close to each other. However, she did not agree on the spot.

After she returned to the mansion, she told Fu Heng about it that night.

Unexpectedly, after Fu Heng heard it, he agreed very much.

What do you say, "The little girl was full of bad comments for Yaolin before, and now she wants to get married, so she should give her a favor."

Mrs. Fu Heng disagreed.

Feng Jiwen's previous actions were not forced by their Fu Heng Mansion, and even brought a lot of trouble to their Fu Heng Mansion.

What do you want to send such a favor?

Fu Heng didn't explain much, and she didn't want to ask again.

But since her friend and husband have opened this mouth, and combing her hair is not a big deal, it won't be much trouble, so she agreed after a little thought.

She is a person who will not do it if she wants to do it, but if she wants to do it, she will not deliberately slack off.

Therefore, in order to prevent temporary changes, I rushed over early.

And now she looked at the little girl who saluted her in front of her, but she was really a little surprised.

The little girl has just washed up, she is still wearing a white middle coat, her black hair is draped behind her head, her temperament is quiet but not weak, although it is just a simple act of saluting, it is really a deep feeling of "knowing the general, not comparable to ordinary ladies" - as Mrs. Wang Fang said.

Rules and etiquette, if you don't understand them, will undoubtedly make people look rude and ignorant.

If you understand something, but don't do it well, it will make people feel hypocritical, and you can only call it coping.

But if it is really done well, it is equivalent to putting on a gorgeous dress, which is pleasing to the eye.

Feng Jiwen gave her such a bright feeling.

Mrs. Fu Heng smiled and nodded slightly.

Let's not talk about conduct, this rule is indeed rare and good.

Well...... And on this little face that even the balm has not had time to wipe before, it is as smooth as jade, and the skin is rarely good.

It's cute to look at.

Mrs. Fu Heng, who attaches great importance to maintenance on weekdays, couldn't help but praise: "This little face looks tender and smooth, just like an egg with a shell." ”

Feng Jiwen looked up in amazement.

How can you say that this lady's painting style will change? (To be continued.) )

PS: Recently, the weather has been warmer, and the temperature difference between morning and evening is large, so please pay attention not to catch a cold, don't learn from me...