Mrs. Zhou was able to leave Xiangyuan Bo's Mansion because of the help of these sisters.

Everyone either made suggestions behind the scenes, or came to the door in person to set up a situation, Wen Wan was full of gratitude, and gave everyone a shallow look: "Thank you for your great kindness, my mother can have today, thanks to the sisters." Now I let go of my heart, and I will leave tomorrow without worries. ”

In an instant, touching the separation between Fang Cai and Yun Zhi, and then remembering that everyone was about to be separated, and the shallow sorrow came to the hearts of these young women.

When she arrived at Zhou's mansion, Mrs. Zhou had already arranged a banquet and specially opened a jar of green plum wine, ready to sincerely thank these people. Beside her, Luo Pujia was already smiling and arrived one step early.

After receiving the letter from Xia Lanxin, Luo Pujia deliberately arrived early, so she carefully checked Mrs. Zhou's pulse, and readjusted the prescription prescribed a few days ago, and said solemnly: "Madame's body has been too damaged over the years. In the matter of this heir, Shu Pujia really can't rejuvenate herself, so she can only do her best to consolidate her foundation for Mrs. Peiyuan.

After a few days of recuperation, Mrs. Zhou's complexion was much better than before, and she held Luo Pujia's hand and thanked sincerely: "This is very good, I am alone now, and it is enough to have Wanwan under my knees." After a few tired girls, she didn't know how to express her gratitude. ”

Luo Pujia smiled and said: "Madame is very polite, the pot of Mo Lan given to Pujia is enough to pay for the consultation." ”

The two were smiling, and when they heard the girl come in to report that the county lord's carriage had arrived at the gate, they came out of the hanging flower gate, and the group entered the flower hall in a crowd.

I don't know if there is a Han dynasty, regardless of the Wei and Jin dynasties. Counting the days in the boudoir are numbered, everyone is quite drunk, and they actually drank Mrs. Zhou's altar of green plum wine.

The atmosphere of the festival in the Imperial City of Gusu is more intense.

Outside the east city gate, along the moat that a large area of the market selling couplets and blessing characters, there are several soup soup stalls on the Xia Ge Old Mansion, Tang Pavilion Old Mansion, Chen Ge Old Mansion, Wei Shangshu Mansion, and Dali Temple Qing Shen Mansion, all of which are several large barrels of steaming eight-treasure porridge, boiled sweet and soft and glutinous, and the aroma is far away, attracting passers-by to stop.

Now that the wind and rain are smooth, there is no need for the victims to survive on this bowl of porridge, everyone is just trying to celebrate, continuing the old habit for many years, and giving a bowl of warm up to the people who enter and leave the city gate.

Mama Luo woke up Murong Wei early in the morning, urging her to dress up, and today she was going to Chen's Mansion to see Xia Yu's appointment. Murong Wei cleaned her face with Yingluo's twisted handkerchief, and casually asked if there was any movement on Murong Hui's side, and wanted to ask her to go with her.

This little girl is now accompanied by Tang Jia'er, and she is no longer the follower behind Murong Wei in the past. Mama Luo replied with a smile: "The second princess sent someone to say that she and Miss Jia'er would first go outside the city to see the excitement of the soup kitchen, and then go directly to the old mansion of Chen Ge and ask the eldest princess to take care of herself." ”

Murong Wei smiled dumbly, and asked Mama Luo to pick out a silk cotton jacket for herself, a silk cotton jacket embroidered with autumn water green and a sea of silk, a true blue large inlaid with a large tumbling green and wide dry eight Hunan skirts, loosely pulled a moon-looking bun, hairpinned a few true blue beads and piled up yarn palace flowers, and then instructed Yingluo and red beans to get up.

Seeing that Mama Luo had changed into a light ochre jade moire buckle on her body, and her smooth hair was meticulously combed, Murong Wei asked in surprise, "Mama is going out today?"

Mama Luo smiled: "The princess only cares about being happy for Miss Chen, is it possible that she forgets that we have to go to the royal temple to get porridge every year?"

If it weren't for Mama Luo's reminder, Murong Wei would have almost forgotten about this matter.

In the past, during the Laba Festival, in addition to the Laba porridge boiled in the palace's imperial dining room, Mama Luo would choose good lotus seeds, longan, barley, red dates, red beans, peanuts, red beans and black rice, soak them overnight, put a large piece of rock sugar on the second day, and ordered people to boil them from morning to evening in the small kitchen of Canwei Palace on a low fire, until they can pull up long sugar threads.

Every year during the Laba Festival, Mama Luo will go to the royal temple early to offer incense, and then take a bowl of eight-treasure porridge from the temple to add some blessings to Murong Wei.

On the night of the Laba Festival, Mama Luo mixed the three kinds of porridge and filled a bowl for Murong Wei, and the rest would be rewarded to the palace people, and the palace was as lively as a festival.

was reminded by Mama Luo, and remembered the old things that had been dusty for many years, Murong Wei smiled sweetly: "Mama has worked hard, I want to prepare a few more dishes in the small kitchen tonight, everyone has worked hard for a year, and we should be lively together." ”

Mama Luo agreed with a smile, and Murong Wei took the blue and blue Doluo cloak in Yingluo's hand, and first went to Fengluan Hall to resign, and then went directly to Sangyu Hutong.

In the summer mansion, the lights are bright in less than five watches, and the people who come and go are like flowing water.

After waiting for this day for a long time, Xia Yuzhi couldn't wait, and almost opened his eyes to the west of the moon shadow, so he hurriedly got up to change his clothes. On the one hand, he asked for green salt to rinse his mouth, and on the other hand, he asked people to ask if his father and mother had gotten up in the main room, and ordered people to go to the kitchen to urge breakfast quickly, without delay.

Looking at the pile of dowry covered with red satin in the courtyard, Xia Yuzhi was afraid of making a mistake, and ordered the two little servants Songtao and Yunhai to take the gift list and follow the inspection, and make them turn around.

Song Tao said kindly, only silently and seriously ordered the things Xia Yuzhi, Yun Hai neatly arranged the already complete brocade, and quietly smiled: "The general is just a dowry today, so he is so nervous, if it comes to the day of marriage, I don't know what kind of moth will come out, how to support us." ”

was talking happily, but Xia Yuzhi knocked a chestnut on his head, grinning in pain.

Although he pretended to pull his face and scolded Yunhai for being too mouthful, Xia Yu's heart bloomed, as sweet as honey.

Mrs. Hu knew that the house attached great importance to today's appointment, so she got up and freshened up the moment. As soon as the sky was white, and the sparse starlight had not yet dissipated, Mrs. Hu had already gone to the small kitchen to look at the breakfast prepared for each room, and set up the carriage that went out today. Hearing that Xia Yuzhi had already come to pass the word, he smiled so much that his eyebrows and eyes were crooked.

According to the instructions of the old lady, everyone gathered in Huanxi Hall for today's breakfast.

Seeing that the youngest grandson was about to become an adult, the old lady was full of relief. She beckoned Xia Yuzhi to come over, lovingly stroked her grandson, who was a head taller than herself, and patted him on the shoulder: "If you become a family in the future, you must be more responsible." Grandmother's gift will be sent directly to the Chen Mansion later, so don't miss the auspicious time, so get up. ”

Marquis Kangping and the Shen family, the prince and the Hu family retired one by one, came out and ordered the team, and prepared to get up.

The group set off from the old mansion on Qinglong Street, the carriage of the Marquis of Kangping and Mrs. Shen was in front, Xia Yuzhi rode the red horse in the center, and the Hu family, Xia Lanxin and the two Quanfu people followed behind.