Chapter 203: The Zhu Family's Thoughts

A few Feng Mansion maids who lived in the subordinate room originally wanted to take out some benefits from the White Lotus, but after the White Lotus was stunned by the mother-in-law of the Feng family in Yuzhou with medicinal tea, the silver she was carrying had already been scavenged. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

That mother-in-law is very sure, she is so far away, who cares if she has a dowry?

What's more, the White Lotus was beaten half to death by Feng Shilang later, and the mother-in-law had already rolled up the silver and ran back to Yuzhou.

At this time, the white lotus was penniless, and was hung by the Feng family so half-dead, and kept shouting, which made a few maids very annoyed, and in the end she still reported it for her.

"What do you see me doing? It's not time to use you yet!"

Mrs. Feng was originally impatient to see this waste in her eyes, but after thinking about it, she still let people drag her in front of her.

If it weren't for the fact that the show girl had just entered Beijing, and the portrait had not yet been submitted, she would not have been guilty of keeping this waste, and she would be angry when she saw this impostor!

"Madam, I can tell you which one is Bai Chenghuan, and I can also replace Bai Chenghuan and let you get her over quietly!"

"What?" Mrs. Feng looked at the white lotus with fanatical eyes on the ground, and frowned.

According to her original idea, just kidnap Bai Chenghuan, but a little show girl, not many people pay attention to it when she disappears, but the old man looks forward and backward - if someone replaces Bai Chenghuan, it is also a good idea!

At least, it was quietly replaced, and it was not so dazzling, saving a lot of trouble.

Although she was a little moved, Mrs. Feng sneered a few times: "Sure enough, your ambition is not small, aren't you afraid that your sister will enter our house and suffer?"

originally thought that this woman would not cooperate, but I didn't expect that she was also a ruthless person with no sister relationship.

White Lotus hurriedly shook her head: "Originally, this family affair was hers, but she used a trick to get me here, and she is the one that Madame needs!"

Mrs. Feng carefully looked at the white lotus lying at her feet, with thin eyebrows and fine eyes, slightly dark skin, and a small family spirit.

Mrs. Feng thought for a while, and then showed a ruthless smile: "Okay, even if you know each other, when you change over, I will send two maids to you, if you know each other, you will get out of the capital after the draft, if you dare to make a noise about this matter, then you will wait for me to be chopped up and fed to the dog!"

The white lotus shuddered fiercely, and hurriedly struggled to lie on the ground and kowtowed fiercely: "Don't dare, little girl doesn't dare, Mrs. Xie is very kind!"

As long as she goes to the draft, her future is bright!

Mrs. Feng stood up, fanned the handkerchief in her hand in disgust, pinched her nose and ordered, "Find a doctor and give her a look!"

On the thirteenth of June, half of the women of the capital were dispatched.

"Empress Xiaoyuan's 100-day filial piety period is finally full, more than three months, I am trembling and worried, lest I be sued if I wear a brighter dress, and I can't do anything, Amitofu, these 100 days, I finally survived!"

Zhu Siming's wife of the household department got up in the morning, and went to watch the second daughter pick out the clothes in person, which could not be too eye-catching or too plain, and while picking it for her, she nagged with the grandmothers around her.

Zhu Siming's second daughter, Zhu Zhenzhen, was also annoyed, picking and dropping the silver-red new dress in her hand: "This set of mothers said no, that set is not good, so what do you want me to wear? Empress Xiaoyuan is dead, and the emperor is going to be drafted, why should I be so cautious, who will bother with this nosy matter! Could it be that she Xu Chenghuan is dead, and I can't wear bright clothes for the rest of my life?"

"What do you know?" Listening to her daughter's words, the implication was that the emperor no longer cared about Empress Xiaoyuan's death, and Mrs. Zhu was so angry that she poked her daughter's head: "That's the death of the Emperor, give me more strictness! How do you think the soul conjuring platform outside the city was built, and how do you think that Wang Du was punished by the Nine Clans? If you are not so cautious, you will not go out for the rest of your life, so as not to bring trouble to your family!"

Zhu Zhenzhen was so aggrieved that tears came out of his eyes: "Then what else are you taking me to do, are you willing to hold Weibei Houjia, you can hold it, why take me!"

Mrs. Zhu naturally had a heart that she couldn't tell her daughter, but she couldn't help but take her there, so she could only pick out clothes for her according to the anger in her heart, and took her reluctant daughter out of the door in a hurry.

On this day, Mrs. Wei Beihou wanted to do things for Empress Xiaoyuan in Beishan Temple, and invited the great monk Yuanhui to recite the scriptures, and said that this was for her own daughter, and said that this was for the queen.

These days, the capital is full of wind and rain, and it is not for the sake of Empress Xiaoyuan? Especially the day before, the emperor also deliberately took people to Weibei Hou and sent a lot of rewards, as if he was very satisfied with the 100-day sacrifice that Mrs. Weibei Hou made for the queen, and the wind direction of many people's families suddenly changed.

Mrs. Zhu, as the wife of the Hubu Shangshu, is the most sensitive to this kind of wind direction, and she looked at the bad luck of Weibei Houfu one after another, but looking at it now, the holy family is not reduced, so she naturally has to go to Beishan Temple for a trip, so as not to be found by the emperor, you must know that those who cried in front of the spirit of Empress Xiaoyuan that day have not returned to Beijing and have no way.

Now who dares to think that Empress Xiaoyuan is dead and it will be over, then his eyes are really confused and he can't see things clearly! Zhu Siming went home, and he also passed his anger with his wife in private, saying that this draft is strange, and eighty percent of them have nothing to do with Empress Xiaoyuan.

Although Mrs. Zhu couldn't figure out what the two completely unrelated things of the conjuring and the draft could have to do with each other, she decided that it was right to hold some of the Weibei Houfu.

In addition, the family affairs of An Guogong and Weibei Houfu have retired, although Anguo Mansion is now looking down on Xu Chenglin, the son of Weibei Hou, who has been demoted to the northwest, but in the eyes of Mrs. Zhu, for the second daughter who is not married and has just passed her fifteenth birthday, it is really a good family affair.

Don't look at the emperor angry, but as long as the Weibei Houfu is still there, the emperor still thinks of Empress Xiaoyuan, and sooner or later he will come back, and the position of the son of the family will not move! You have to know how many people in the capital are making this calculation now!"

Mrs. Zhu couldn't tell her daughter with all her thoughts, thinking about her daughter's frivolous appearance, she was so angry that she could only complain to her henchman who was waiting next to her in the carriage.

The old lady beside her also nodded and said: "What Madam said is that this is a family affair that is no better for our second lady's character, Madame just rest assured, the slave maid is not an ignorant person when she looks at the second miss, let's go today, as long as you let the second miss show her face in front of Mrs. Weibeihou and don't talk much, with the second lady's appearance, it will be much easier to talk about it in the future." ”

Mrs. Zhu could only shake her head and sigh: "I hope she stops talking nonsense and tells the truth!"

Several carriages were walking, but suddenly they stopped.

"What's the matter?" asked the old lady as she lifted the curtain.

"The carriage of Feng Shilang's house in front of him hit someone and is blocking it!"

(To be continued.) )