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And Fu Xin thought to himself, he was not particularly familiar with Zhao Zhi.

I was embarrassed to chase after others and ask deeply, so I had to be alone, secretly wondering.

Fu Xin didn't have much hope for this banquet, he was just curious.

On weekdays, Fu Yun occasionally mentions that she has the opportunity to come to the Cui family's chrysanthemum banquet, and she looks very envious.

It was the kind of envious and jealous eyes that Fu Yue looked at her when she came out today.

All made Fu Xin look forward to today's banquet.

can look at Zhao Zhi's meaning, it seems that the Cui family's chrysanthemum banquet is not a big deal.

Fu Xin thought: Am I really a country bun?

I've never seen a big scene, that's why it's like this?

The carriage turned the road and arrived at the front yard gate of Cui's Ju Garden.

Because it is a suburb, the entrance of the chrysanthemum garden is very wide.

In the large open space on one side, there are countless bolted horse piles.

Fu Xin didn't expect that the courtyard in the countryside was also the gate of the five frames, the eaves were flat and the wings were flat, and the family at the bottom was watery, looking like he was in his teens and twenties, and he looked beautiful.

It's just a little more modest.

This is understandable, after all, the Cui family is a big family, and they are not nouveau riche.

Although the gates of the five crosses were wide open, all those who entered and went in and out came up and down through the side doors on the east and west sides.

On the bolted horse pile, there are already horses bolted to it.

There were also carriages parked on the side, some of which had been unloaded and some of which were unloading.

The ground was full of large grains of sand and gravel, sprinkled with clear water.

The carriage stopped at the door of the courtyard, and Xiuyan got down first, and hurriedly went to help Fu Xin and Zhao Zhi get off.

Then, Fu Xin and Zhao Zhi went to Mrs. Cui's carriage, asked the old lady to get out of the carriage, and stretched out her hand to gently support her.

Standing outside the door to greet the guests is the fifth son of the Cui family, who is forty years old this year. Dressed in royal blue arrow-sleeved civilian clothes, not fat or thin, with slightly white skin, and a goatee.

He was accompanied by two young boys, seventeen or eighteen years old. Those were his two sons.

Choi Ju Lang and Choi Ju Lang.

Cui Wuye led his two sons and stood in front of Mrs. Cui's car.

As soon as Mrs. Cui got out of the car, Fifth Master Cui said:

"Aunt Seven, I've always been tough, my nephew is still worried, Aunt Nine said that this morning, I sent someone to say that she was not feeling good and couldn't come. ”

"What's wrong with Lao Jiu? I looked at her some time ago, and her body is okay. When Mrs. Cui heard this, she hurriedly asked.

When I used to be a girl in the Cui family, between sisters, I was cautious, grabbed something, and competed for favor.

Now, they're all old.

married, with the husband's family, those who left Beijing left Beijing, and there are few people in Beijing who are alive.

When she first got married, Mrs. Cui and the ninth sister also fought against their fate.

But now, I can't earn it anymore.

What does it matter who wins and who loses?

Mainly now, it's hard to find someone who can say some old words.

Therefore, Mrs. Cui and this ninth aunt of the Cui family, after they got old, they became closer than when they were younger.

Cui Wuye also said worriedly: "Someone said that Aunt Nine suffered some cold. Alas, now that autumn is in progress, the weather is uncertain, hot for a while and cold for a while, Aunt Jiu has not been in good health since she was a child, and she can't notice it, but she will be sick. ”

Mrs. Cui sighed: "At our age, everything has to be finest. She's still in the same temper as before, remembering that one is one play, but how good. ”

Cui Wuye smiled, and led his two sons to call Mrs. Cui "aunt and grandmother".

Mrs. Cui introduced Fu Xin and Zhao Zhi, and asked them to greet Cui Wuye, Cui Shilang, and Thirteen Lang one by one.

Then a small servant came up, led Mrs. Cui, Fu Xin and Zhao Zhi on the side, and entered the inner courtyard through the west gate.

A mother-in-law came out of it and a group of little girls came to greet Mrs. Cui.

The powerful woman pushed a Lin wheelchair, and Mrs. Cui sat on.

Pushed by the mother-in-law, Fu Xin and Zhao Zhi followed on the side and walked inside.

And the previous little guy withdrew.

Cui's villa is famous in Beijing, and it is not groundless.

But in front of the courtyard, the entrance is a rockery, and trees such as pines and cypresses are planted on the mountain.

There are shallow steps on the side that go around the mountain.

On the top of the mountain, there is a small pavilion.

Of course, Mrs. Cui can't go directly from the rockery when she is in a car.

They turned the rockery from the left.

But I saw that there were bamboos planted along the way, which were verdant and pleasant.

The road inside is full of bluestones.

Meandering, gradually deepening, listening to the wind through the bamboo forest, listening to the rustling sound in my ears, but I feel even quieter.

Every ten or twenty steps, there will be a stone pier, and if the stone table is in the bamboo forest, or on the edge of the bamboo forest, people can rest.

When I walked out of this secluded path, my eyes suddenly opened up, and a slipping hut appeared in front of me.

On the thatched roof, there is green dogtail grass, and the windows of the wool hut are all paper-paste.

Except for the entrance road, vegetables are planted on both sides.

shelves of cucumbers, beans and other things.

From the bamboo forest, I saw free-range chickens from time to time.

Pacing slowly, pecking twice from time to time.

From time to time, there was a "grunt" twice.

Fu Xin and the others came early, and there were not many guests.

This is the Cui Mansion Annex, the main courtyard for hospitality.

Behind the hut is the chrysanthemum garden that stretches for hundreds of miles.

There is a girl in and out of the door.

Seeing Mrs. Cui coming, a girl hurried into the house.

There was also a girl's mother-in-law who came forward and saluted Mrs. Cui: "Grandma has always been fine?"

Mrs. Cui exchanged a few words with everyone.

Inside, I saw the curtain of the door opened, and a group of people in brocade clothes and skirts came out, which was extremely incompatible with this thatched house.

Fu Xin and Zhao Zhi followed Mrs. Cui into the house, but found that the thatched house was very large in length.

Therefore, when you go indoors, you will find that the inside is not as shallow and narrow as it appears from the outside.

Everyone greeted Mrs. Cui.

Fu Xin and Zhao Zhi also met with the ladies of the Cui family.

Then the men in Cui's mansion also came over.

Kowtow to Mrs. Cui.

That's the benefit of living longer.

Regardless of whether he was a concubine at the beginning, the current Zhao Mansion has a good reputation for the whole dynasty.

Mrs. Cui is only afraid that she will be more respected than the concubine who married well, but eventually declined.

Looking at the kneeling people at the bottom, Mrs. Cui was very satisfied in her heart.

Perhaps, Aunt Cui Jiu didn't come because she didn't want to see it.

After Fu Xin and Zhao Zhi met with the servants, a mother-in-law came up, led Fu Xin and Zhao Zhi, and went to the chrysanthemum garden.

After that, Fu Xin found that Zhao Zhi refused to say anything if he didn't lose anything.

Sure enough, the whole Juyan really has nothing to do with her.

This is just a performance venue for five women with the surname to show their talents to visitors.