Murong Ling knows how to be skilled, and she knows that her daughter must have a reason for writing some family letters that are completely different from her usual style. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

As Chen Rujun's father and daughter expected, most of the letters that were rushed back and forth through five hundred miles were intercepted and spied on by the Yangzhou county guard. The letters, sealed in fire paint, were opened by skilled craftsmen, and when they were seen by the county guard, they were sealed again in good condition and passed back and forth.

For fear that the letter would involve the interests of the Jiangyin Gang, the authorities had already strictly ordered them to closely monitor the movements between the Chen family's father, son, brother and sister, and that if there was any disturbance, they must take action as soon as possible.

Facing the elders of the dynasty, the Yangzhou county guard and his wife knew that this move was licking blood on the tip of the knife. But he was already on the thief ship and had to obey orders.

has come and gone many times, Chen Xinhua's letters are always trivial matters, and occasionally praise the sticky and slim a few words, and by the way, praise the county guard's wife for her support.

Seeing that Chen Xinhua's family letter was still on the road, and frequently mentioned the benefits of the Yangzhou county guard couple, the county guard's wife was in good faith. I only expected that my own gentle strategy worked, and when I talked about the Jiangyin Taishou Lady Sticky, both of them were satisfied.

Don't you know where this kind of carving insect skill is the opponent of Chen Rujun's father and daughter, Chen Rujun took the letter from his daughter to seal and report safety, but he didn't read it in a normal order.

Chen Xinhua studied Zhou Yi with his father when he was a child, and he knew more about the gossip of the Nine Palaces. Between the father and daughter, there were some contact information that others didn't know.

The gossip in the letter was always true, but it always contained something that my father needed. Chen Rujun picked and picked from the letters, compared them according to the format of the nine palace gossip, and found out what his daughter really wanted to convey.

Afraid that her mother would be worried, Chen Xinhua told her father not to tell the truth every time.

The situation in Jiangyin is becoming more and more unstable, and Chen Rujun is becoming more and more worried about the safety of his daughter and nephew. It's just that Emperor Chongming's game of chess is big enough, and now it's not time to close the net, so he can only wronged his daughter and seek skin with the tiger.

Every time his wife replied to her daughter, Chen Rujun reminded her to write a letter telling her daughter to pay attention to her body and take care of her young son's safety. In fact, he reminded his daughter to be cautious and protect herself.

Although Murong Ling couldn't read the true meaning of his daughter's words, he gradually spied the difference from the frequent letters to the family and Chen Rujun's more serious gaze than usual.

In the small Buddha hall at home, the three holy statues have been offered with everlasting lamps in front of them. Murong Ling is now a vegetarian on the first and fifteenth days of the new year, with three pillars of incense in the morning and evening, praying for the happiness and health of his family.

Sorrow can hurt the body, even though the love poems, books, pianos and paintings pass the time, unconsciously, a few lines of silver hair have been added to Murong Lingqing's silk. Get up in the morning to make up, and the clothes are getting wider.

Although the young lady Liu is also worried about her husband, she is quite knowledgeable and comes to relieve her from time to time with a pair of sons. Only when he hugged his little grandson, who was only a few months old, and listened to the babbling of ignorant children, Murong Ling would show a sincere smile.

I heard that someone was reporting that the carriage and horse sent by my daughter to deliver the festival gift had already arrived at the door, how could Murong Ling, who had always been concerned, not be anxious?

Hearing is false, seeing is believing. As a mother, she has seven tricks, and she knows that most of the letters that report peace are things that her daughter can't write in, and what is the situation in Jiangyin, she is anxious to ask who comes.

The porter escorted the carriages carrying large bags and small bags of gifts and drove straight in the direction of the Hanging Flower Gate. The girls and mothers-in-law in the main room were already waiting in front of the weeping flower door, and they rushed to pick up people.

Murong Ling looked dignified, and only sat firmly in the main room, waiting for her daughter-in-law to say hello. The corner of his eye glanced out from time to time, and his ears listened attentively to the movement under the corridor.

Mother Mei was by her side, and her nervousness could be glimpsed from the master's slightly trembling hand holding the tea cup.

Afraid that the master would be anxious to wait, Mei's mother gently blessed herself, lifted the curtain and went out directly, and greeted the Taishi rockery used as a screen in the courtyard. As soon as he saw the person coming, he immediately led him back to his wife.

When she saw a gray-haired, thin old woman with gray hair and a thin body slowly coming from a distance supported by two girls, Mother Mei didn't seem to believe what she saw. Rubbing his eyes again, he hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the old woman's arm: "Mama Fei, why did you alarm your old man?"

The old woman who was called Mama Fei was dressed in a dark ochre wide-brimmed veil, a dark green horse-faced skirt tied underneath, her silver hair was meticulously combed, and her sideburns were inserted with a golden arabesque hairpin, which showed a bit of decency.

In the face of Mei's mother's greetings, Mama Fei just smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time, Amei, your body is still so strong, take me to meet Mrs. first."

It was a little difficult to walk, so Mei's mother slowed down, careful not to slack off in the slightest. walked to the door of the main room and asked the little girl to report, opened the curtain with her own hands, and welcomed Mama Fei in.

Seeing the old appearance of the visitor, Murong Ling was not surprised, and hurriedly got up to meet him, and asked the same words as Mother Mei: "Mama Fei, why did you alarm your old man?"

Mama Fei stopped, gently pounded her stiff waist, and said with a smile: "Look, look, if there is really a master, there must be a servant, isn't the old woman allowed to move her muscles and bones?"

After stopping Mama Fei's body that was about to bow down, Murong Ling frowned and said, "The people below don't know how light, Mother Mei, you should pass the sedan chair for Mama Fei." ”

Mother Mei smiled and defended: "The slave saw Mama Fei at the gate, and she was really negligent." ”

Murong Qia couldn't care about greetings, and hurriedly ordered someone to fetch water and clean her face for Mama Fei, and ordered Mama Mei to make tea with her own hands, so she took Mama Fei's hand and put her on the kang.

This Mama Fei is naturally not an ordinary slave, she is seventy this year, and she has already gotten rid of the slave status in the house, and even Chen Rujun has to respect her when she sees her.

When Mama Fei was young, she was Chen Rujun's mother's dowry girl, and she entered Chen's mansion at a young age.

Chen's mother is not in good health, and she relies on Mama Fei to take care of her from the inside out. Chen Rujun's brothers' diet, daily life, marriage and childbirth are almost all taken care of by Mama Fei.

Since Murong Ling married his younger brother into the Chen family, it was Mama Fei who supported the entire Chen Mansion for her, and took good care of the young Emperor Chongming, which made Murong Ling grateful.

After Chen's mother died, Mama Fei should have been raised, but she didn't want to leave the house, so she opened a small three-room room in the backyard of Chen's house, and planted some peas and loofahs by herself, all of which should be used to strengthen her body.

Chen Rujun was transferred to the capital a few years ago, and Mama Fei was unable to leave her homeland, and the old man was afraid of the fatigue of the boat and car, so she did not accompany her, but offered to stay in the old house of Chen's mansion. Chen Rujun and his wife complied with her wishes, still left her in their hometown, and instructed their second son Huanzhong to be filial sooner or later.