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On the third day of November, Wang Qin, the old man of the Pingguo Mansion, is celebrating his 60th birthday. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The palace held a birthday banquet, the red cloth tent was built all over the garden, and the red lanterns were hung at the gate, corridor, eaves, and every corner last night. The happy event of the old lady Wang shook most of Luojing, and the important ministers of the Manchu Dynasty and the hairpin family all moved. The Wang family, no one dares not to pay attention to it.
The distant ancestor of the Wang family is the founder of the country, and there is also a great general in the middle, who returned to the field after the construction of Hanshan Temple, and recited the Buddha in Hanshan Temple, eliminating disasters and turning evil. Building a temple that is more than 100 years old is also a merit that is hard to look up to.
Needless to say, the old man is highly respected; Wang Jing, the grandfather of the country, is also a tiger father and no dog, he has just led the deputy chief soldier of Liaodong Mansion, and he will go to Liaodong to take office in the spring. Among the descendants of the Wang family, the second lady Wang Qin became the concubine of Bo Wang; The thirteenth young king Yi'an has long been known as a prodigy, and has been favored by several princes.
It is really a family of Jiangmen, a hundred years of glory.
Wang Yi'an stood at the gate, tiptoeing frequently, and he was already looking to break his liver and intestines. Wang Yichang and Wang Yisheng were separated on both sides to welcome guests.
The prince of the Wang family saw his younger brother going back and forth, and said, "Thirteen, you go in." There will be a lot of people, and we won't have time to take care of you. ā
"My grandmother told me to wait here for my cousin."
Wang Yi'an's gaze continued to deliver into the distance. He saw Cousin Yu.
Today, there are two people from the Anping Hou Mansion, Fu Yanwu and Fu Manyou.
Fu Manyou's carriage arrived at the Guogong Mansion first, because she was in a hurry.
She heard Fu Manhua say that Brother An had already begun to say goodbye. I only hate that I am not old, otherwise I will not let other women take advantage of it. Brother An's wife, she is the only one, and no one else thinks.
But Fu Manyou is not a fool. Cousin An's eyes were still on his shoulder, and the person he was waiting for was not himself.
She stepped forward and blessed herself. "Big cousin, third cousin, Cousin An."
The reaction of the three cousins was cold.
The prince of the world, Wang Yichang, said: "Go in." ā
Fu Man's expression was lonely. "Brother An, take me in, I don't remember the way."
Wang Yi'an retracted his gaze from afar, and his cousin's words sounded slightly sad. Also, Cousin You's Mansion has indeed been pitiful in the past few years. Take a closer look, this cousin is no longer the brutal and domineering when he was a child, and has a little more pitiful taste.
"Let's go, I'll take you to Sister Ran."
Wang Yi'an took Fu Manyou to the courtyard of Miss Nine Wang Ran, and prepared to continue to wait at the gate. Suddenly, Fu Manyou asked, "Brother An, I heard that you are talking about kissing, is it true?" ā
"Don't listen to that nonsense."
Wang Yi'an was a little annoyed. He didn't want to do this, but he couldn't compete with his grandmother's stubbornness, and he didn't know that he was looking at each other until he arrived. As a result, he turned around and left, making the woman's family angry.
Fu Manyou looked at his back firmly, and silently thought in his heart: Brother An, you are mine, and the person you will marry in the future can only be me.
Wang Yi'an returned to the gate, and finally saw Fu Yanwu boarding the carriage and running over in a hurry. "Sister Smoke."
Fu Yanwu looked at it for a while before remembering that this was Wang Yi'an. She remembered that the two had met once or twice, and how he was so excited as if they had promised each other for life and death.
smiled slightly, and then took Mama Cui and Fuchen into the inner courtyard of the Wang family.
The Wang family has already arrived with many guests. She didn't know most of them, but looking at the eyes of these young ladies, it seemed that she had some deep hatred for her.
Even Wang Ran, the ninth lady who belongs to the master's family, doesn't treat her very well. Because he invited Fu Yanwu to be a guest several times before, he was refused.
There is also Miss Liang of the Shangshu family in the Ministry of Officials, and this is also the reason for ignoring Fu Yanwu. She felt that Miss Fu San treated Mrs. Zheng in her name, and later refused to go to Liang's house as a guest, because she looked down on her.
Fu Yanwu didn't know about this at all, but he could also see that Miss Liang was alienated and indifferent, so he naturally didn't bother to go up and find it.
In this way, Fu Yanwu was isolated. She stood alone next to a row of peony pots under the eaves of the porch, watching more and more people come one after another. It wasn't until Mrs. Zheng entered the house that the situation was broken. "Three girls, you haven't come to me yet, do you want me to invite you?"
Fu Yanwu smiled and leaned over.
Mrs. Zheng's body was still tough, and she kindly touched the tips of her hair, and said, "Bad girl, I haven't seen my wife for three years, and I won't go to see if I'm still alive when I come back?" I really don't have a conscience. ā
Old Madam Zheng's words stunned everyone.
Isn't Dr. Yushi's mother the most cold-faced and selfless, otherwise how could she raise an upright Zheng Ruling. Today, the sun came out in the west, and he was so affectionate to a little girl, and he was not even taboo about life and death when he spoke.
The people began to inquire of each other.
Those who knew Fu Yanwu's identity were dissatisfied with her, so naturally they wouldn't say it, and the others who had no suspicions had never seen the third miss of the Fu family. The women asked for a long time, but they still didn't know who the person next to Mrs. Zheng was.
Wang Yi'an helped Mrs. Wang walk in.
Mrs. Wang unraveled the mystery. "Smoke girl, you are really difficult to invite, my old woman has lost face."
Fu Yanwu hurriedly went over and made a big salute.
Sandalwood said: "Our third lady has saluted the old lady, it's not difficult to invite, it's really inconvenient to go out." ā
Only then did everyone suddenly realize that he was a mute, not a fortune operator. They all sighed that they had just walked away, but they didn't expect Bu Operator to like this kind of obscure dress.
Mrs. Wang personally pulled the smoke from the ground. "I know, good boy, grandmother is just playing with you."
Fu Manyou's chest was cold when he heard it in the crowd. Good boy, grandmother called her so affectionately. Now, even my grandmother wants to win over Fu Yanwu. However, in three years, the circumstances of the two have been completely reversed.
The father was in a slump, the mother was talking crazy, and the grandmother's family ignored the family. She went from being the most favored young lady of the Fu family to a pitiful worm that no one cared about. Everything is thanks to Fu Yanwu.
Every time Fu Yanwu's eyes swept by, she was annoyed. Fu Yanwu never hid his disdain for her, looking at her like a string of nasty snot.
Everyone laughed and walked out of the courtyard together, ready to celebrate the birthday of the old man. Before the feast, all the children and grandchildren of the deceased must offer birthday gifts. These people came to the banquet this time, and they also had an eye-opening meaning.
The crowd dispersed, and Fu Manyou was forgotten in place. What made her even more sad was that she saw Wang Yi'an turn around, but he was not looking for her. Wang Yi'an looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Fu Yanwu.
Yanwu's expression was sluggish, and the corners of his mouth twitched politely.
Wang Yi'an replied with a big smile, the smile was pure and clear, and it was impossible to ignore it. It's a 360-degree flawless smile that's perfect for toothpaste commercials.
After the smile blooms, the talent leaves.
Fu Yanwu noticed that someone was staring behind him, and when he looked back, it was Fu Manyou, with tears and resentment in his eyes.
I was speechless. God, she doesn't want to join these children's love triangle at all, who can convey her heart.
Even if Fu Manyou is the granddaughter of Chang Wunu, she doesn't plan to really do anything to Fu Manyou, because, in her heart, these people are all younger than her, and she will not anger her juniors.
However, being regarded as an imaginary enemy by Fu Manyou still made her quite upset.
couldn't help but scold: Wang Yi'an, your sister, draw a circle and curse you. (To be continued.) )