There are still four or five days before the first day of the first month of March, and the atmosphere in the Anping Marquis Mansion is inexplicably solemn. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info old lady has always been kind, but these days I rarely see a smile. From Mama Fang to the big girls like Bell Daylily, to the rough mother-in-law in the kitchen laundry room, everyone is cautious.

The red lanterns at the gate and on the verandah were hung during the New Year, and the old lady still ordered all the people to be replaced. The person in charge of purchasing bought a large number of red paper, red silk and red chopsticks, and re-pasted the word Fu on the door curtain pane. The Anping Marquis Mansion is full of joy inside and out.

Guest invitations were sent out in a thick pile. Unprecedentedly rejuvenated, as if a happy event had never been held.

Speaking of which, the Anping Marquis Mansion has indeed not done anything red for a long time. From the death of the eldest lord Fu Muen in battle, to the death of the eldest lady Zhuo, and then to the tragic death of the old lady, there are only few people in the mansion but no one is added.

Old Taijun Feng had long felt desolate.

But now, her own son, has returned to her. On the first day of the first month of March, the news will be announced to the world. His son can call her mother in a dignified manner, no longer have scruples, and he can call her mother wherever he goes.

This is the blessing of old age given to her by God. In the future, no one can say that she is Kezikefu. Therefore, she must do this succession ceremony vigorously.

After returning from Wuzhou, the old lady personally inquired about all the big and small things in the house. She thought that there were still traces of smoke and fire in the Liuli Courtyard, so she asked Fu Zhu to move to the sleeping salary. On the first day of the first month of March, there were many guests, and there would definitely be people who wanted to go to Fu Zhu's courtyard to have a look, or move to Woxingzhai.

The old lady looked at the guest list in her hand and asked Mama Fang: "Have all the invitations been sent out?" ”

Mama Fang nodded like pounding garlic, "Except for the Wang family, the rest have been sent, you can rest assured." ”

"Did Mama Cui eat the medicinal food beads that she brought over?"

"Although the second master is not happy, but with the coaxing of Qin's guards, he has eaten cleanly."

The old lady nodded and continued to check and fill in the gaps in her heart. "You help me think about it, what else is there to worry about?"

"No, everything that should be prepared is ready. The red carpet on the first day of the new year, the cups and dishes newly sent in the house, the new clothes of the second master, and the utensils and decorations in the salary fast, everything is available. Rest fast. ”

Mama Fang was a little helpless, the old lady was like a demon in the past few days, thinking about it every day, for fear that there was a little bit of something that was not done. The second master's succession, the third lady has been interested in it since the New Year, and she has already prepared for it. But this time, the old lady is not at ease with the third lady, and she will do everything herself.

It's no wonder that the old lady is so nervous, even the emperor is very cautious about this succession. not only sent the father-in-law in the palace to familiarize himself with the route, but also ordered two officials from the Ministry of Rites to teach etiquette to the second master of Zhu.

When an adult man enters the clan and recognizes his mother, he must start from the gate to perform the ritual of kneeling three times and bowing nine times until the ancestral hall worships his ancestors. Zhu Erye knew very little about daily etiquette, and he had to temporarily cram. As for the father-in-law, he is the master of ceremonies who presided over the succession ceremony, and is responsible for shouting on the first day of the third month.

I have never heard of any family with such an honor, and it can be regarded as a blessing for the third lady.

Mrs. Feng couldn't eat and sleep well, and everyone in the house was looking forward to it and worried that there would be a leak that day, and even Qin Che spent most of his time with him in order to coax Fu Zhu.

Fu Yanwu was worried about both ends. Park Juding opened on the fifth day of the first month of March, because of the banquet problem of the succession. Bao Umbrella and the people in the back kitchen had to help in the house that day, otherwise they would have to go outside to hire a cook for forty or fifty tables.

She booked a ticket with her grandmother, and the meal at the banquet that day did not disappoint the guests.

On the other hand, she also has to stare at the blacksmith shop to help Pu Ju build an iron pot and an iron lattice that can keep warm.

In the midst of the chaos, it was the first time in March that it arrived.

The entire long street outside the main gate of the Marquis of Anping was full of carriages, and the people in the mansion all changed into brand-new spring shirts and were on duty in their own assigned yards, corridors, and corners. The subordinates in the courtyard are responsible for personal service; In the corridor, you should smile enthusiastically and guide the lone guests; The ears and eyes in the corner are clear, and they are responsible for passing the word and handing it out in case of accidents.

Fu Yanwu personally greeted the guests on the steps of the gate, and Qin Che stood against the wall behind him; On the right side of the gate stood a celebrant eunuch holding a dusty hand.

"Nan'an waits for you."

"The criminal department is still here."

"The official department is still here."

…… The third master grovelled and led the adults to Songhe Hall, sweating behind him.

"Town-country-public-to-the-town." With the shouting of the eunuch of the celebrity, the four words pierced through the sky, and the officials who were moving forward couldn't help but turn back frequently. I saw an old man in a dark gossip robe stepping on the steps briskly, looking old and strong.

Fu Yanwu still bowed his head and saluted, and then looked at Zhenguo Gong and smiled. The fact that the big Buddha of Zhenguo Gong could come to the banquet really surprised her.

But Zhen Guogong was indifferent to her kindness, and turned sideways to the eunuch and said, "This is a congratulatory gift from the Yuan Wangye to the poor road. ”

The eunuch probably didn't expect the Zhenguo Guild, whose eyes were above the top, to speak to him, and he paused for a moment before shouting: "The congratulatory gift of the Yuan prince is delivered." ”

"Shang Shu Ling."

"Big mention."

Seeing that the civil and military officials were becoming more and more complete, everyone sighed in their hearts, there were more people watching the ceremony today than in the early dynasty, and their positions were higher than the others. The little girl who greeted her at the door was really amazing.

"Princess Hui has arrived, and the third prince has arrived."

When they heard this, everyone was no longer surprised.

"The eldest princess has arrived, and the queen mother has arrived."

Fu Yanwu was so shocked that she forgot to salute, didn't the Queen Mother always refuse to see people, how could she come today.

It wasn't until she heard everyone shouting "Queen Mother Jin'an" that she woke up and knelt on the ground.

The Queen Mother glanced at her coldly, and then moved her gaze in the direction of the Songhe Hall in front of the gate. "Get up, today Mrs. Feng is the master, there is no need to kneel and mourn the family."

The Queen Mother put her hand wearing the tortoiseshell tip on Aunt Qiu's hand, stepped straight over the threshold, and walked in the direction of Songhetang with a proud face.

Fu Yanwu is still savoring the deep meaning of the Queen Mother's words. She was a little unpredictable about what the Queen Mother was in when she spoke. That tone, why does it sound a little sour.

The guests saw that Fu Yanwu was still kneeling at the door, and it was difficult to walk up the steps.

The eunuch called in a low voice, "Third Miss, Third Miss." ”

Fu Yanwu then remembered that he hadn't gotten up yet. Dusty didn't know where it came from, patted the dust on her legs, and pulled her back a few steps by the way.

Fu Yanwu knew that there must be something to report to the dust, but the eunuch kept shouting, and the footsteps of the guests were like flowing water, and there was no time to listen to the whispers of the dust. (To be continued.) )