Chapter Seventy-Three: Wait and See
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"What are you worried about for her?" Dou Miaojing glanced at him, "Don't worry, Mrs. Chen is precious to her, and she is reluctant." β
Dou Zhi breathed a sigh of relief and set her eyes on Mrs. Zhou again.
Mrs. Zhou looked very relieved, nodded and said, "Since it is something from the Chen family, it is natural to return it." β
Grandmother said so, so what else did he have to doubt.
Dou Zhi immediately nodded with a smile, took the silver, and took a piece of Qiyu.
Mrs. Yuan was very puzzled. What happened to the youngest daughter? She always seems to like to come up with her own ideas when it matters most. The same happened to Mama Ping last time, if she hadn't reminded her, I'm afraid Mama Ping would still be serving by her side now. It's not that she's afraid that her little daughter will have any bad ideas, but she's afraid that she is young and immature after all, and if she doesn't have a good idea, I'm afraid she will make people laugh. She is so sensitive and self-pitying, and she has finally become cheerful recently, but she should not be beaten back to her original form for this matter.
As soon as Dou Zhi left, the atmosphere in the guest house once again became audible.
After all, this is an uproar caused by Dou Miaoru, otherwise why be afraid of the Chen family's maids. In the end, it was his granddaughter who was crooked and crooked, not to mention that it was the person who came forward to settle the situation now, but it was a person from the fifth room.
Luo Tai'an's head hurt when he thought about it, and he stroked his forehead and screamed "ouch".
Dou Miaoru and Xue Yi hurriedly supported her left and right, and asked repeatedly: "What's wrong with grandmother (grandmother)?" β
"I had a headache. Heartache...... I can't even breathe. The Rotaian man stroked his chest weakly, and gasped for air with his mouth open.
Mrs. Zhou pursed her lips and tacitly agreed with Mrs. Su: "Since this is the case." If you don't hurry up, get your grandmother down and lie down. Wait for your uncle's wife to come over and ask her to show your grandmother. β
Dou Miaoru obediently replied "yes", and Xue Yi helped Luo Tai'an to go to the wing. On the way, he couldn't help but mutter: "Then when Wang Zining is not good at lighting the ever-bright lantern, I just pick these days." Monk Woyun is also really, knowing that our daughters came to burn incense, why didn't they schedule. β
Dispatch a fart!
Luo Tai'an breathed a turbid breath in his chest, and he didn't even bother to say a word of nonsense to Dou Miaoru.
Lingyin Temple is a thousand-year-old temple. It doesn't matter how many people come from other places to burn incense. The pilgrims who come to Anseong can level the threshold of the Daeungbojeon in a few days. The Chen family can't do what they want, what is the Dou family? Unless the emperor arrives. Otherwise, you can't expect the abbot to clear the field for you!
Seeing that his grandmother's face was terrifyingly dark, Xue Yi laughed and said: "This Lingyin Temple is not our family's family temple, where we want the door of the temple to open, people will open it." My cousin is everyone's best girl, and she usually goes out with a lot of flowers for her mother-in-law and maids. I don't know why. β
Luo Tai'an finally turned slightly pale.
But Dou Miaoru turned the river and the sea in her heart. This Xue Yi. was silent and silent, but now seeing that she is not treated by her grandmother, she can't wait to fall into the well. None of them are good! Like Dou Miaojing, a wolf in sheep's clothing. When the hateful grandmother heard this, instead of helping her speak, she seemed very happy.
She couldn't get angry, and squeezed out a few words from between her teeth: "Cousin, is this praising me?" Or do you want to choreograph me......"
Xue Yi hurriedly said: "Naturally, it's a compliment to my cousin, don't be too careful, cousin." β
One word. Blocked her back again.
Dou Miao was like a righteous bulge, and the yard was noisy again.
I only heard someone calling: "Mrs. Chen is here." β
"Mrs. Chen took her uncle. Came with Miss Watch. β
Then there was a series of shredded footsteps. Dou Miaojing and the others quickly withdrew from the courtyard and avoided the wing.
Luo Tai'an's footsteps were sluggish, and after thinking about it, he followed Sister Dou Miaojing into the same room without hesitation.
Dou Miaojing's eyes widened: "Grandmother Luo, didn't you go back to your room to rest?" "Why do you have to squeeze in with them.
"I have slow legs and feet, and I'm afraid that Miaoru and Xue Yi won't be able to avoid it, so I'll borrow your territory." Luo Tai'an said with a smile, there was a strange flattery in his expression, "If you sisters don't like it, let's leave." β
If they have already come in, and let them out, will not their sisters have no grace to tolerate people?
Dou Miaoqin immediately smiled and grabbed Luo Tai'an's arm, squeezed Dou Miaoru aside, and said, "You are willing to come, I can't ask Miaojing for anything." You sit down first, and I'll let the maid make you the best dragon well. β
In Longjing before the rain, Dou Miaoqin brought some entourage.
I heard that the spring tea on the market this year is ridiculously expensive, and the third room took great pains to buy a batch of five catties of Longjing before the rain, only a few taels in Luo Tai'an's room, and the others are used to entertain guests this year. I didn't expect the two girls in the fifth room to casually take out a handful of tea leaves before the rain.
Luo Tai'an was suddenly a little stunned, holding two wrinkled hands in a daze.
It wasn't until Yingxiang served tea that there was some fluctuation in her eyes. I took a sip and said, "Good tea." β
Dou Miaoqin said with a smile: "It's just that it can be worth it by relying on the love of the Son of Heaven." A few years ago, when the emperor loved to drink the big red robe, it was also more expensive than gold. If you look at the current big red robe, you can't fight Longjing anymore. β
The seasonal goods sold on the market, what price to set, what amount to produce, must follow the rules. Especially those tributes to the palace, even if you have money, it is difficult to buy them. So the more prosperous the place, the more dazzling the things to sell. For example, the capital, which is at the foot of the Son of Heaven, what the emperor likes to eat, drink, and use, is a rare thing when it comes to the people. is common, and it will also rise in value with the emperor's love for Cheng dΓΉ. And in other places far away from the capital, those things are even more expensive.
The dragon well before the Ming Dynasty was originally the tribute tea of the spring festival of the royal family, because it was sent to the palace before the Qingming Festival, so it was called the tea before the Ming Dynasty. In the past, the emperor did not like to drink, and when he was young, he did not like light. And now that he is in the sixtieth year, he is in love with Longjing. Therefore, in the past few years, the price of Longjing in Lin'an has increased more than tenfold compared with previous years.
Even in Lin'an, it is just as precious.
If this had been said before today, the people of Luo Taian would not have noticed anything. Now that I hear this, I always feel that Dou Miaoqin is a little suspicious of showing off.
But whoever called Sanfang is the poorest in the Lin'an Dou clan.
She has been hoping that Dou Jin can be promoted and solve the constraints of the third room. But who knows, the bench of that servant has been sitting for so many years, and there is no sign of any transfer.
How did the people of Luo Tai'an know that Shuntianfu was already the most in Gyeonggi, not to mention that the affairs of the Procuratorial Envoy Department were also patrolled separately, and if they wanted to climb up one level, they had to move the deputy envoy to move the nest. What's more, I don't know how many things are waiting for my head!
She sighed, held the tea silently, and forgot the original purpose of coming here for a while.
Dou Miaoqin's eyes look at the nose and nose and the heart. Luo Tai'an is his own elder, and there are some things that can't be done too much.
Dou Miaojing was secretly vigilant from the moment Dou Miaoru entered the wing.
She sat on the lacquer bed and asked Shaoyue to take out all the tricks she brought, as if she had set up her mind to do needlework, but her mind was all tied to Dou Miaoru who was lying on the window.
She's actually peeking!
The Luo Taian people didn't even care.
Dou Miaojing frowned, the needle in her hand had no eyes, and she suddenly poked her fingers with blood.
She hissed, and a drop of blood fell on the Hunan skirt. (To be continued......)