Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Birthday Banquet Is Coming
On the fifth day of the lunar month, there was a snow in Jinyang City, although it was only sporadic snowflakes, but it was suddenly very cold, most of the people closed the door, nested in the room to bake the fire, only the palace family, but began to be busy for the fortieth birthday of the palace master. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
After that incident, Aunt Liu was more favored than before, and Gong Baixi also followed Master Gong to the shop from time to time. Mrs. Gong suddenly had two more powerful opponents, and she didn't dare to slack off at all, where did she still have the heart to think about other things. So even after several days, there was no movement on Mrs. Gong's side.
Mama Jiang made a difficulty, Mrs. Gong was still her love back then, although she refused to help, she saw Mrs. Gong suffering from the enemy on her back, and she always couldn't bear it. Lin Fangyu knew her thoughts, so she was not reluctant, and rarely let her serve, but she was cheaper, and she became more and more flamboyant, and when others looked at it, it was a different scene.
The previous house slaves of the palace family were only enough, and in order to fear that the palace master would see the flaws, Mrs. Gong secretly disposed of a few subordinates in her yard who knew the inside story, and said that they were violently killed. The manpower was suddenly nervous, and he had to prepare for the birthday of the palace master, and even Gong Miaoyin's personal maid Gong Miaotong temporarily went over to help. Mrs. Gong asked Ziluo for this reason, anyway, it has been pulled out, she can't cheapen Zidi, even if it can't be used by her, she has to bury a thunder in Lin Fangyu's heart by informing her.
Qiao'er rolled up her sleeves and wondered, "Why don't you call me?" It's telling me to hide in vain. The implication is that she is still a talent, and Mrs. Gong actually called Ziluo, a wall grass, and didn't call her, which was just a blind eye.
Lin Fangyu smiled, not wanting to talk to her. She originally appeared suddenly, so it would be strange if it didn't arouse the suspicion of Mrs. Gong, who was not so bold that anyone would dare to make such a bet. The reason why she dared to take Ziluo under the knife was because she knew what kind of person Ziluo was, but she still had a lot of scruples about Qiao'er and Mrs. Gong.
"If you are in a hurry, I can go and show my aunt and ask you to go and give a hand."
Qiao'er almost spit out a mouthful of orange: "Forget it, besides, if I go, the eldest lady will have no one to serve." She was able to joke so easily, not because she really wanted to see the excitement, but because she didn't sympathize with Ziluo at all, but she also knew that Ziluo would definitely suffer a lot on this trip.
"Miss, the slave maid doesn't understand, why is the palace lady still called Bauhinia." Zijing has been driven to the outer courtyard, Mrs. Gong doesn't need to win her over to report to herself, she has lost her value, but Mrs. Gong still wants Bauhinia to pass, Qiao'er can't figure it out.
Lin Fangyu frowned: "I'm not worried about Bauhinia, but it's my uncle's side, it's really strange." "It stands to reason that Gong Miaoyin is his daughter, and it makes sense to refute his daughter for his son, but why do you have to add that sentence later?
It was suggested by him that Mama Jiang go to Linxian, that is to say, Mama Jiang's actions in the past few days were within the scope of his permission, does that mean that he is actually the one who holds the power, or is he warning her that everything can only be done under his nose. So, who is his eyeliner in this room? And how many people are the palace lady?
Lin Fangyu suddenly felt that things were out of her control.
She decided to go to Gong Baixi to find out.
Since Master Gong decided to promote his eldest son, he gave him enough rights, and the residence alone took on a new look. But Gong Baixi politely declined, saying that he was used to being quiet, and it was also conducive to cultivation. Rao is so the palace master still asked the bamboo garden to be renovated, Lin Fangyu stood at the door and sighed: "It's really a good face." ”
Xiaozhu saw that it was Lin Fangyu, so he hurriedly came forward to say goodbye, and invited Lin Fangyu to the side hall to serve hot tea.
Lin Fangyu took a sip and felt a little weird, so Xiaozhu explained: "This is picked by the eldest young master and the old man in the mountains, the eldest young master treasures it, and the small one is Miss Biao, and if it is someone else, he is reluctant to take it out." ”
Xiaozhu is a sincere person, Lin Fangyu likes it in her heart, and she also examines the house more seriously. Rubbing her fingers against the teacup, Gong Baixi is really a meticulous person, and she acts so well that people can't see the flaws, it seems that she should learn from him.
Even the tea that his biological father picked together by chance is regarded as a treasure, just ask such a son, who would not feel distressed.
"It's just a cup of tea, where is it so much." Qiao'er said nonchalantly, which immediately caused Xiaozhu to be dissatisfied, if it weren't for Lin Fangyu to speak, the two of them would have fought.
"Where's your eldest young master?" Xiaozhu, who was still looking at Qiao'er as if he was facing a great enemy, immediately changed into the appearance of a little lamb, and said to Lin Fangyu flatteringly: "The eldest young master went out early in the morning, Miss Biao might as well wait here, the eldest young master said, when Miss Biao comes to be a guest, he is welcome." It was precisely because of this that Xiaozhu took it upon himself to let Lin Fangyu's master and servant in, of course, he shouldn't have known that Qiao'er was also Gong Baixi's person.
"Well, I haven't visited it since I got it from my cousin, so you don't mind if I look around." Lin Fangyu said very politely, everyone dared to say so, that is, whatever she looked at, too, a person like Gong Baixi, any secrets are buried in his heart, and there can be no substantive things.
Gong Baixi refused to move to Xiyuan, which is the closest to the palace master, so the palace lord asked a vacant land behind the bamboo garden to be reopened, all of which included the bamboo garden, and purchased some new furniture, and the bamboo garden is now the best house in the main courtyard.
Xiaozhu thought of this, but he was indescribably happy, the eldest young master finally came out, and his face was full of pride: "Of course you can." ”
"Okay, you go get busy, I'll just walk around, if your eldest young master comes back, you can call me again."
Xiaozhu answered crisply and went, saying that he was shopping around, and Lin Fangyu was appreciating calligraphy and painting in the side hall.
"Miss, come, I'll show you something." Qiao'er said mysteriously.
After the bamboo garden was repaired, Qiao'er had quietly come to see it, and these layouts had not changed, she had been here before, and she was very familiar with the terrain, even more familiar than Lin Fangyu's inner room. Lin Fangyu sighed: "Anyway, you are also my maid now, why are you so ignorant, if people see the flaws, how can it be good." "I know in my heart that Qiao'er is measured, but I can't see her as if she is in Cao Ying's heart is in Han.
Qiao'er pouted: "What are you afraid of, there is no one else here." Qiao Er walked to the table familiarly, opened the drawer, carefully took out a box from the drawer, put it in front of Lin Fangyu, and said, "Miss, guess what is here?" ”
Lin Fangyu didn't even want to cooperate with her, Qiao'er felt bored, and muttered while opening the box: "There is a handkerchief here, does your eldest young master have a favorite girl?" "The eldest young master didn't even go out of the gate before, where did he have the opportunity to meet Miss Qianjin?
Lin Fangyu despised Qiao'er's gossip very much, and said, "This is my cousin's personal belongings, and we still don't want to know well." I didn't want to look at the handkerchief, but it was a plain white handkerchief, with a red plum embroidered on the lower right, and there was a vague inscription.
She furrowed her eyebrows, wasn't this something she had given away years ago?