Walking all the way, Jiang Huijia and Zhixian whispered. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

She was a little surprised to find that Zhixian really knew the major families in Beijing very well, and when she commented on them one by one, she was like a treasure.

Although Zhixian was born in the palace, Jiang Huijia didn't believe that every person in the palace could have such an insight as Zhixian.

The perception of the outside world by the people in the palace should be more and more aware of what they know, and what they don't know is even more closed.

How could Zhixian know so clearly? Before being given by the emperor, what position was she in the palace?

Jiang Huijia thought secretly in her heart, but although Zhixian was rewarded to her now, there were some questions that she shouldn't ask, and she still couldn't ask more.

"The Kong family is in charge of general affairs, and they only do two things. To say that this rouge gouache is still made by them in recent generations, in the past, it was only a study bookstore, which was the most elegant. The color of the clothes used by his subordinates is also special, the blue gray with soot, which can only be carefully distinguished by those who know how to read......

When it comes to the delicacy of the Confucian family in some styles, many people want to praise the style of the family.

However, Jiang Huijia sounds like she thinks that the so-called family style is actually about how pretentious it is...... Well, she's too cheesy.

"Aunt Xian is interested in talking about the Kong family in detail like this, isn't it to say how deep the Confucian family is?" Jiang Huijia smiled slightly.

Zhixian also raised her lips and smiled: "So that the lady knows that the origin of this Confucian family is extremely deep, but now it is different from the usual...... The lady also saw it today, and the messy style of his subordinates, not to mention those powerful families, even in small families with a strict style, will never be able to raise such a frivolous ......"

Jiang Huijia waited for her to continue.

Zhixian said: "Now the branch in Beijing is actually not a lineage, they moved from Taizu during the founding of the country......

After a pause, it seemed that she had reached a taboo, so she directly blurred the past, and said: "The head of the Kong family of the previous generation died early, leaving a posthumous child, so that the current Mrs. Kong has worked hard several times, and she has finally been pulled up, and she is indecisive in temperament. ”

She slowly sorted out the wording and said: "Master Kong's official position is not big, and now he is the left attendant of the Ministry of Rites. He has a wife and a concubine, a son and a daughter, the son is a concubine, and the daughter is a concubine. This concubine died of her biological mother since she was a child, and was raised by her mother, Mrs. Kong, who doted on her very much, needless to say, Mrs. Kong also pampered her in every way. ”

"The Kong family is now thin, and if it is the Kong family in the private room next door today, the only one who may throw sachets outside is the concubine of the Kong family, the second lady of Kong. ”

Jiang Huijia listened to her thousands of times before she finally got to the point, and she didn't understand it at first.

But Zhixian emphasized Kong Erniangzi like that in the last sentence, and Jiang Huijia's mind suddenly became excited.

She realized for a moment that when Zhixian was surrendering to her, she was afraid that she was also taking the school at the same time! If she couldn't turn her brain, wouldn't she be despised by her in front of such a smart person as Zhixian?

In an instant, I didn't know if it was a blessing to my soul, Jiang Huijia blurted out: "Mrs. Kong spoils her concubine in every way, is it really love?"

Zhixian smiled lightly: "The lady can see it very clearly. ”

Her eyes fell on Jiang Huijia, and her usual very distant smile seemed to be more sincere.

Jiang Huijia remained silent, knowing in her heart that she was taking in Zhixian in the examination school, why didn't Zhixian consider her in her heart?

The two sides are playing to see who is more skilled.

Of course, Jiang Huijia has the advantage of natural identity, so this game was not equal from the beginning.

Jiang Huijia said: "If Mrs. Kong wants to kill her concubine, it is common for her to raise people to be arrogant and unreasonable. In addition, this maid must be more capable of causing trouble...... For example, if you have a wife?"

Zhixian hurriedly lowered her head and said: "What the lady said is not impossible. ”

Jiang Huijia chuckled: "Aunt Zhixian, is this a warning?"

Zhixian smiled softly and respectfully and said: "The slave and maid said a few more words, the lady is not to blame, the slave and maid are already grateful." ”

Jiang Huijia smiled and said, "Auntie is attentive, and Huiniang doesn't know anything." Besides, blame, what have I become?"

After a while, he asked: "Speaking of which, my aunt has been with me for two or three months, and I haven't asked yet, is there any relatives outside my aunt's palace?"

Zhixian's eyebrows moved slightly, paused for a moment, and said softly: "The slave maid was originally born in the Gyeonggi area, and was selected into the palace by the people in the second year of Changping, and the original parents and ancestors in the family were in ...... There are three sisters and two brothers, and now more than 30 years have passed, but the situation of the family is no longer daring to think about it. ”

Jiang Huijia secretly felt pitiful in her heart, this entrance to the palace gate is not only as deep as the sea?

She sighed secretly in her heart, and only said casually on her face: "If Aunt Xian is interested, how about I go back and ask Songfeng to inquire?"

Zhixian was silent for a moment, and said with her eyebrows slightly lowered: "Thank you for your kindness, I can't hide it, the slave doesn't dare to think about it now, let's talk about it later......"

Her hesitation was not difficult to understand, so Jiang Huijia did not persuade much.

After walking so far, everyone was tired, so Jiang Huijia took the lead and got back into the carriage, and Songfeng drove back.

Since the emperor has given the champion mansion, they naturally want to move over.

However, it is not easy to move, so Jiang Huijia and Song Yi have also discussed and decided to leave a few days to clean up, and then move on the third day after the Qionglin banquet.

On this day, the Qionglin banquet was dispersed after noon, and when Song Yi returned to their rented courtyard, it was Shen Shi.

At this time, the sky was fine, the sun was shining obliquely, and Song Yi walked in from outside with a smile on his hand with an apricot blossom in his hand.

Jiang Huijia was taking the lead in the courtyard to count and salute, and when she turned around, she saw Song Yi coming in light, smiling with flowers, at that moment she was not like a mortal, but like a fairy in the sky.

She couldn't help but feel her heart pounding, and she felt that she could understand very well why the lady of the Kong family next door at that time could throw a sachet at Song Yi regardless of her reserve.

Song Yi strode up to her, and the sleeves of his robe seemed to be carrying the wind as he walked.

Jiang Huijia turned her head and looked at him a little dazed, so he leaned over slightly and carefully put the apricot blossom in his hand into her sideburns.

The flowers are fresh and beautiful, and the people are fresh, and for a while I don't know if the flowers are delicate, or the people are more delicate than the flowers!

has been married for two years, and Jiang Huijia is a little inexplicably uncomfortable at this moment. She couldn't help but say, "What are you doing here?"

Song Yi looked at her intently, the waves in his eyes were soft, and he said happily and happily: "This is the apricot blossom I broke down at the Qionglin banquet, this flower really needs the lady to wear the hairpin to look good!"

At the Qionglin banquet, the champion wanted to write poems and fold apricot blossoms, which is a tradition, but the embarrassing thing is that Song Yi folded the apricot blossoms, and he still wanted to bring them back to Jiang Huijia to wear!

Jiang Huijia smiled suddenly: "The apricot blossoms on the Qionglin banquet are to be worn by the champion Lang hairpin!"

Song Yi coughed lightly: "My own boy, what do you look like with flowers on your head?"

Her face was slightly stiff, and Jiang Huijia snorted and laughed again.

imagined the appearance of Song Yi wearing flowers, well, it was really difficult to accept.