"I haven't asked the townsman for a few days, and you are getting more and more energetic. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "It was Mrs. Li who spoke to Mrs. Jiang, the countryman, and her husband was in the same criminal department, and he was a subordinate of Mrs. Jiang's son, Li Guangyan.

"It's old. ”

"You are not old, I see that the second girl is becoming more and more decent under your teaching, and several girls in Loei will definitely give you a long face this year. ”

"But no, I remember that the Buddhist scriptures copied by the girl in the township monarch's mansion last year entered the eyes of the monks. Someone chimed in.

Old Madam Jiang smiled reservedly, and said in her heart that it was a pity that the Buddhist scriptures copied by Jiaojiao last year were sent to Shuying Nunnery and there was no follow-up, but it was Miss Zhu Qi in the Hou Mansion of Taining and Miss Lu Si of the Waiter of the Ministry of Rites who received a few words of praise from the eldest princess of Shuying Nunnery. After the two girls became famous, the threshold of courtship was almost broken, Zhu Qi was undecided because of her young age, and Lu Si was given to the eldest grandson of the Xu family, the second assistant of the dynasty.

Li Jiao, who was sitting in the corner and chatting and laughing in a low voice with several girls who had known each other for a long time, secretly clenched his fists when he heard this.

If she had gone all out last year, how could the Buddhist scriptures sent by the Li Mansion to Shuying Nunnery not stir up a little splash? In the final analysis, Li Jiao was still not angry! This year is fine, with the support of her grandmother, she no longer has to avoid Li Jiao's limelight, and her words will definitely be able to enter the eyes of the eldest princess.

Li Jiao has never seen the eldest princess who has seen through the red dust, but since she was a child, she has heard that the princess once had the reputation of the world's most talented woman, which is fascinating.

Li Jiao raised her chin proudly when she heard this.

Last year, only seven or eight Buddhist scriptures from the house were sent to Shuying Nunnery, and one of them was hers, even if she didn't get the praise of the eldest princess, it was commendable. In the past year, she has been working hard and does not dare to slack off, and she will definitely go further today.

The girls in other houses also had different moods when they heard this.

At this time, a discordant voice came: "Xiangjun, why don't you see the third girl in the house?" I remember that the child didn't come last year. ”

There are seven or eight ladies in the small hall where Mrs. Jiang is located, and the men who are officials outside the family belong to the civil official system, and the friction in the court will inevitably continue to the backyard.

It was the wife of Dali Siqing who spoke, Wang, because the husband and the servant of the criminal department, Li Guangyan, had some festivals, and the female dependents of the two families inevitably faced each other on various occasions.

Old Madam Jiang's face sank when she heard this, and she secretly hated Li San in her heart for bringing the reputation of Li Fu, but she did not show weakness on her lips: "This is also a helpless thing, Doctor Li who sent the three girls home has taken care of her, she is weak and needs to recuperate more." ”

The news of Dr. Li's entry into Beijing has spread all over the government and the opposition, and I don't know how many people in the government are eager to try to invite this fairy-like doctor home to see a doctor, and after everyone works together, they finally find out the whereabouts of Dr. Li.

It's actually Rui Wang's Mansion!

When he got the news, King Mu was eating, and he lifted the table at that time.

Those who were ready to move died down.

It's not a disease that will die immediately, so let's be honest and wait and see.

Although Doctor Li has no official position and no prominent background, his amazing medical skills are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and no one wants to offend such a miracle doctor, listening to Mrs. Jiang's words, Mrs. Wang no longer mentioned the abduction of the third girl Li with interest, but she was unwilling to stop talking, her eyebrows and eyes fell on Li Jiao, and she pursed her lips and smiled: "I thought that the eldest girl in your mansion would stay in the mansion and be the companion of the third girl." ”

When Mrs. Jiang heard this, she almost crooked her mouth angrily.

Li Jiaocai was withdrawn, on such an occasion, she originally wanted to remind Mrs. Deng of Xifu to leave the eldest girl in the mansion, so as not to be laughed at when she was brought out, but that day the second girl caused her to plant face in front of the old woman, and it was naturally not good to mention it again, but now it is good, and it is really used to talk about it.

Old Madam Jiang had a gloomy face and was speechless for a while, and the atmosphere in the hall immediately became awkward.

Li Jiao sat in the corner with her head half-bowed, only to feel that countless eyes fell on her, and she had to bite her silver teeth so as not to show anything strange.

Mrs. Li, who had flexible eyebrows and eyes, said: "Hey, it's really strange, this year's Zhike monk is much later than in previous years." ”

When she said this, the ladies in the hall felt a little strange, and they couldn't help but start discussing, and the tricks of Mrs. Jiang and Mrs. Wang were revealed.

After that, the wives of the various provinces chatted, and finally a subordinate who was guarding the door came in and said that he had seen the monk go this way.

The ladies' faces were silent, and their hearts suddenly became nervous.

There are more than a dozen living rooms here, and I don't know which ones the monk will enter?

Not only the small hall where Mrs. Jiang was, but the wives in the other halls also sent their subordinates to look outside the door.

The footsteps are near, and far away, and every time the monk walks through a hall door, the faces of the people in the hall are not very good-looking.

Seeing that the monk was about to come to an end, the ladies in each hall had the same question: strange, could it be that the person who entered the eyes of the monk this year happened to be in a hall?

"Let's go and see which hall Master has entered!"

Immediately, someone replied: "I've entered the Mingxin Hall!"

In one of the living rooms, there were the ladies of the Taining Hou Mansion and the Guchang Bo Mansion, and Du Feixue couldn't help but speak: "How can there be no Cousin Yan?"

The girl whose name was mentioned looked like she was fourteen or fifteen years old, born with snowy skin and elegant temperament, and said lightly: "Cousin Feixue, don't talk nonsense, there is no first martial arts and no second, and there are many people who can write better than me." ”

Du Feixue was unconvinced: "Cousin Yan is modest, last year, it was clear that only Lu Chuchu and you were on a par with you, and they were praised by the master of Shuying Nunnery together, but this year Lu Chuchu was engaged and didn't come, Cousin Yan's words are the first of us people, that Mingxin Hall-"

Speaking of this, Du Feixue was stunned for a moment and exclaimed, "Oh, I remembered, Cousin Jiao is there." ”

She turned her head as she spoke, and begged Mrs. Gu Changbo, Zhu: "Mother, I want to go over there to take a look, maybe it's Cousin Kyauk!"

The people in this hall were all curious, and the Zhu family thought that the two families were in-laws, and the daughter was nothing in the past, so he nodded in response.

Du Feixue was overjoyed, took Zhu Yan's hand and said, "Cousin Yan, let's go!"

"I'm not going—"

"Cousin Yan, aren't you curious about who has better handwriting than you?"

When Zhu Yan heard this, she couldn't help but go to see Mrs. Taininghou, and saw her mother nodding at her, so she went with Du Feixue.

In the Mingxin Hall, people's hearts are already floating.

According to the usual practice, five to ten Buddhist scriptures are selected and sent to Shuying Nunnery every year, and now there are a total of seven or eight in this hall.

Oh, is it the accumulation of their own girls or the old eyes of the monks?

A few self-aware ladies thought silently.

They couldn't help but look at Old Madam Jiang.

Yes, the second girl from Loei was selected last year, and it is said that the eldest girl's handwriting is also good.

The monk saluted everyone, walked up to Mrs. Jiang, and said in an astonishing voice: "I don't know which girl in your house copied this scripture, but the master of Shuying Nunnery wants to see it." ”