Almost all the strength of the city, Wuxi Taishou mobilized all the soldiers to secretly garrison here. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wu Taishou divided the guards into two teams, one team was concerned about the safety of the dragon boat race, and the other team firmly watched the official ship not far away that was low-key on the outside and luxurious on the inside.

Looking at the colorful head that was tightly covered by red silk, Wu Taishou secretly prayed that the treasure of the Liang family's town store could be taken by the two nobles. Otherwise, he really owes the Liang family a big favor, and when it comes to the flood season, it is even more difficult to ask the Liang family to contribute money and efforts.

Loose on the outside and tight on the inside, looking at the crowds of people on both sides of the strait, Wu Taishou once again instructed his officials to be careful and vigilant. There were occasional missteps in the performance, but they angered the nobles. If someone on that ship has a mistake, don't talk about the future of himself and his son, his evening will be over.

Wuxi is not like Jiangyin and Yangzhou and other road sections, and the two ladies are like plasters on their bodies. Especially the sticky family, whose surname is like his person, has to bring a pair of sisters and daughters with him. looks respectful and abnormal, but in fact it annoys people.

This Wuxi Taishou lady is very self-respecting, since the day she welcomed everyone ashore to ask for peace, and once sent melons and fruits, she just handed a post every day to say hello. She only acted according to the rules, she was not vulgar or charming, and she did not disturb everyone anymore, so she seemed neither humble nor arrogant.

In today's dragon boat race, Mrs. Taishou still handed a post to Murong Wei and Chu Zhaohui in advance according to the rules, inviting them to watch it together, and specially explained that the color shed in the middle was reserved to show respect.

Chu Zhaohui was reluctant to participate in the grand event with outsiders because of his filial piety, while Murong Wei was impatient to entertain a group of local officials and family members who accompanied them everywhere, so she even refused politely, and ordered someone to spread the word that everyone would be at their own convenience.

Xia Yuzhi ordered someone to sail over the official ship that Murong Wei was on, and asked everyone to move to the boat to watch.

To be on guard in two places, Wu Taishou naturally raised his spirit, and from time to time put his eyes on the quietly moored official ship. But no one on the official boat felt his nervousness, because of the competition between Su Duhan and Xia Yuzhi, it was very lively, the masters were talking and laughing, and even the little girls were busy making fun.

I took a stack of greeting posts from early in the morning, and it was the wives of several officials who knew about it, knowing that the nobles on the ship were gone, and they all handed over their posts to greet them according to etiquette, and sent exquisite festival gifts.

Murong Wei naturally handed it over to Mama Luo to send someone away, and prepared a dim sum gift box and purse as a return gift. The post was pressed under the eight-treasure enamel cloisonné vase on the kang table, and more than ten sheets were saved and never returned.

Chu Zhaohui received a few words of explanation from Mingzhu a few days ago, plus Wen Wan had already recovered, and her mood was quite happy, and occasionally the lady who got her eye would also meet her, and they came up and kowtowed and served tea. At this moment, he moved to the hall and sat on the big kang, ready to watch his son end.

Gentle and quiet, she doesn't care about these lively occasions. And because he couldn't receive news from Beijing for a long time, he really lacked the mood. Seeing that Mrs. An Guo was full of interest, she could only force her spirit and ordered someone to make a pot of sweet maple dew tea, and then commanded to put a box of five blessings and longevity on the kang table, prepared a few snacks and fruit plates that everyone loved to eat, and sat on the kang with Chu Zhaohui.

Murong Wei and Xia Lanxin, both of whom were unwilling to be stable and honest, ordered the girl to move the two rose chairs with black lacquered hardwood openwork backs in the hall in front of the window.

The bamboo curtain of the Xiangfei hanging with the head of the jasper lion pendant was raised, and one person held a clairvoyant in his hand, one left and one right occupied a favorable position, just waiting for the dragon boat to start.

Wen Wan cleaned her hands, peeled off a Jiangnan tribute orange and handed it to Chu Zhaohui, and chewed a petal casually. She turned a deaf ear to the bustling scene outside, and her lowered eyebrows were slightly absent-minded.

Chu Zhaohui held the tribute orange in his mouth, his eyes swirled on Murong Wei, and then slowly withdrew his gaze, Si Tiao slowly ate tea, and talked with Wen Wan about the weather outside.

The niece gave herself a cold face in public that day, Chu Zhaohui was not very happy, but Mingzhu knew the reason, listened to Mama Luo's instructions, and analyzed the benefits and disadvantages in detail: "It's not that the slave and maid are talkative, the lady guards the table full of people to mention the matter of the prince going north, and the involvement is too great, so that the princess can't reply." ”

It was a good intention, but Chu Zhaohui was still puzzled, not knowing what he said wrong. She asked Mingzhu not to swallow and vomit with a calm face, and she had something to say directly.

Although he is in his thirties, Chu Zhaohui has a delicate appearance and is well-maintained, and now he is wearing filial piety clothes, which is more plain and sweet, which adds some charm than usual.

The master's eyes are still too pure, and he doesn't think deeply about everything, just because he is usually too well protected by his parents and husband. Mingzhu sighed secretly, I don't know if it is her luck or misfortune that the master's still soft girl's heart has been retained to this day, but I am afraid that the master has not been stained with the dust of the world, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to withstand the wind and rain.

Seeing that the master still couldn't see through it, Mingzhu had to say something more plain: "Madame should always separate family affairs from state affairs, the eldest princess wants to maintain royal dignity, how can she speak up to Madame's proposal?"

Although Mingzhu is not as transparent as Feng Zhen earlier, it is also a rare person who understands. She spread out the gains and losses one by one, talked to Chu Zhaohui in detail, and finally asked rhetorically: "Madam, this proposal is inappropriate, how can you ask the princess to approve the prince to leave the border city at this time?"

Chu Zhaohui suddenly realized, and deeply regretted that he relied on Murong Wei's respect that day, relying on the old and selling the old. No wonder Xia Yuzhi and Wen Wan tried their best at that time to euphemistically not talk about the present, but only mention the future. It's just that Murong Wei didn't open her mouth for a long time, and she said that kind of language in one mouth.

Thinking about it, Chu Zhaohui burst into tears for a while, rolling down on the lake-blue placket, and in the blink of an eye, the placket was wet.

Not resentment, but hatred. Chu Zhaohui hated himself for living a handful of years in vain, but he couldn't hear the elegance when he heard the string songs. In addition to the name on his body and the act of relying on the old and selling the old, it is not a matter of doing anything at all.

Mingzhu twisted the handkerchief over, cleaned Chu Zhaohui's face, and hesitated to add: "Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, don't you hear that old saying, don't you be deaf, not stupid, and don't be a family." The affairs of the next generation are left to themselves. ”

Is it to persuade himself to be relieved, or Mingzhu still wants to say something but doesn't dare to speak. The latter sentence made Chu Zhaohui feel cold when he heard it, and his heart was extremely cold. She covered her eyes with a handkerchief and meditated quietly for the night.

It's not that I'm blind, but I don't want to think about it when I see some things. only blindly whitewashed the peace, and refused to reveal the old grievances accumulated over the years.