203 Xinghua and Wuxiang

The memories were abstract and vague, and Lin Qixu was just a child at that time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

I can't eat, I can't wear new clothes, and I accept the baptism of disgusting eyes from others from time to time. Her childhood was already gray, and it is not surprising that she would be sad and heartbroken.

Is she worrying too much?

It must be that she is too sensitive and thoughtful, and she has to be sentimental when she hears the word Xinghua. In Qichen's words, if you think so much, you will always encounter something bad, and then you will be unhappy, sister, you will be much happier if you think less.

"Xinghua Temple, it's the famous Jinshi Temple, a temple that everyone will rush to visit, right?" Lin Qixu suddenly asked, breaking the silence of the courtyard.

In the afternoon, in addition to knowing that he was bored and calling, the unworthy subordinates nested into the house early to take a cool rest, and the peach blossom was in a high mood, looking forward to going out to play, suppressing the drowsiness that swept in, but the silence of the master provided an excellent chance for the sleepy insects to survive.

Peach Blossom was hypnotized extremely uncompetitively.

Yan Zhu's servant inertia is due to this, in fact, his mind is asleep, but his body is still awake.

So much so that the peach blossom staggered a few steps and almost stumbled on the pillar, while Yanzhu was still motionless like a mountain, waiting aside.

"Yes, all the towns are famous." Yan Zhu replied.

Lin Qixu smiled: "Isn't it just a temple?" If you want me to say, for example, it is serious to go to the examiner's mansion and kowtow three times. "The reality is cruel, and the ruthlessness of the imperial examination fraud is no less than the political contest.

Except for a few people who have learned well, other levels are half a pound or two, in the final analysis, what they fight for is connections and reputation.

This kind of talk is not easy to accept as a subordinate, Yan Zhu replied very horizontally: "The reputation was stirred up in the early years, and you also understand, master, it is better to believe it than to believe it, in case you don't go to worship and fall off the list, you won't regret it." Isn't it a joy for everyone to travel together and get to know more people in the temple? This temple, originally heard to be the property of the Marquis of Wuxiang, was later let out, and it was written in the name of the gentleman who presided over the renovation with several perennial repairs. ā€

Wuxiang Hou Mansion?!

Lin Qixu instantly tensed his nerves.

Isn't her mother a maid from the Marquis of Wuxiang?

"Wuxiang Hou Mansion?" Lin Qixu muttered unconsciously.

At this time, Peach Blossom was almost sober, but unlike Yan Zhu, she didn't notice Lin Qixu's abnormality, and said quickly: "Master, don't you know? Wuxiang Hou Mansion used to be a noble house side by side with Jing'an Hou Mansion, the ancestors were named Xinghua, and the children and grandchildren were filial piety so they built temples so that future generations could remember and worship. ā€

Since the founding of the country, the Marquis of Jing'an has been a model for the monarch and the minister.

In other words, it is the military general's version of the Auxiliary Prince's Mansion.

However, in addition to the title of the Marquis of Gaojing'an, the Fuguo Mansion is more important, and the people have both civil and military cultivation, and the ancestors have accumulated military merits, and the descendants of later generations have produced several generations of Confucianism, and they are obviously the best among civil officials in this dynasty.

"Master, what's wrong?" The palace and the declining Wuxiang Marquis Mansion have little intersection, except for the princess who will also interact with the female relatives in person, the rest of the people have always paid little attention.

"It's not very declining, is it? The in-laws of the Marquis of Wuxiang are very powerful, and they are all over the court and the opposition, but no male in the family holds important positions in the court. ā€

The prosperous Marquis Mansion, which has no real power, is going downhill in the eyes of outsiders.

In fact, it seems to be.

Yan Zhu thought for a long time and said: "This kind of family with a prominent appearance, with lush branches and many heirs, will always have some moths and drag down the entire family, if there is no successor who can shoulder such a heavy responsibility, it is estimated that it will be almost the same in less than three generations." "A big tree is slowly rotting from its roots, but it always seems to be alive and growing well.

Even if it is as brilliant as the Auxiliary State Mansion, there are inevitably some side branches that are dragging its feet at the bottom, but it is the descendants of the Auxiliary Kingdom that are very capable, and they can suppress those who are restless and maintain the fundamentals, and everything else is easy to say.

Lin Qixu has seen the princess's two concubines, and I have to say that in the handling of the relationship between concubines, the Xie family can be called a model specimen. Most of the concubines in the Fuguo Mansion are well married, either they are concubines with bright futures and superior themselves, or they are second sons with ordinary conditions and good family backgrounds.

The concubine is well-educated, married well, and speaking out is also the face of the Guogong Mansion and the generosity of being the housewife.

"Marrying a concubine well is also a help, since you have raised it, why not raise it better." This kind of thing is naturally only spoken by Xie Li, or Xie Li's mother Li.

Ordinary people, where do they have this kind of thinking, at most, they use concubines to cling to the powerful.

Compared with the Xie family, not only is the surface kung fu perfect, but the ideological realm is much higher.

"Didn't you say that Fu Guogong and Lao Wu Xianghou had a dispute over a woman back then?" Yan Zhu looked at Lin Qixu's face, not quite exactly.

"A woman? Who is it? Lin Qixu was stabbed somewhere, and his whole body became sensitive.

Yan Zhu was shocked by the master's reaction, and said: "Where do these minions know, they all listen to the old yellow calendar said by some old grandmothers in their spare time, and sometimes they drink too much, and they can't help but talk about some things in the past, and the slaves just hear it and remember it." She was afraid that the master would take it seriously, so she continued, "The master doesn't believe it too much, and many times it is rumored to be false, and everyone just wants to have fun, just to talk about it." ā€

"But their relationship is really bad?"

Yan Zhu nodded without thinking.

Lin Qixu didn't speak again. Indeed, the rapid spread of gossip is not only people's gossip, but also everyone's jokes and anecdotes after tea and dinner.

And the people at the bottom are the most willing to see some noble people's romantic and interesting things.

It doesn't matter if you're true or not, let's just have fun.

With this in mind, many rumors spread to the back, and it was absolutely impossible to listen.

Lin Qixu herself has suffered from this kind of rumors, but she is just self-inflicted.

So what is the reason for a bad relationship......

"People get along with each other, how can there be so many why, master, you just love to think wildly. Everyone has grown up, their thinking has changed, their lives have changed, and their official positions and positions have changed, how can they be called brothers and sisters like before, it is a different life. Fuguo Gong and Lao Wu Xianghou have been friends since childhood, but later one became more and more beautiful, the other became more and more declining, and gradually went farther and farther away, which is not strange. Yan Zhu said insightfully.

By the way, it attracted Peach Blossom's echo: "Yes, the slave maid also had a good partner when she was a child, but now that she is married and has children, the slave maid can't recognize her when she sees her during the New Year's holidays." ā€

Lin Qixu smiled and said, "After you have children, you will probably be able to recognize them." ā€

This is a joke in disguise.

Yan Zhu looked at the peach blossoms speechlessly, and couldn't help but sigh that people with rough nerves are fateful, how can they think crankily like the master every day, and lose their lifespan.

"Master, how do you care about these things?" Yan Zhu said unintentionally.

Lin Qixu didn't intend to let Yan Zhu know about his mother's past entanglement with these people, so he shook his head lightly: "I have nothing to do to pass the time." ā€

The world is so coincidental, and the door knocks in a moment.

The courtyard door was gently pushed open by a pair of hands, and a familiar and gentle voice came, instantly diverting Lin Qixu's anxious attention, only to see the regent dressed in civilian clothes, and there were two or three attendants, standing in front of the door with his hands in his hands, and smiled lightly at her: "Long time no see." (To be continued.) )