Chapter 18: The Zhao Family
For a few days, Aunt Li's figure did not appear in the Red Peony Courtyard again, since the last time she came here to touch a nose of ash, she has stopped a lot, and she has never come to look for trouble. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoNot only her, but even her pair of daughters knew how to restrain themselves, and they didn't have any disrespectful behavior towards Ning Jinyun again.
Although the wind and waves are calm now, but judging from the temperament of the three mothers and daughters of the Li family, this so-called calm is just an appearance, Aunt Li seems to be in order, but she must be holding back her bad behind her back, maybe she is planning something unspeakable at this time.
However, for Ning Jinyun, it is always a good thing to be able to temporarily get rid of the brutality of the Li family and daughter on the bright face at the moment, at least she can have more quiet days, so as not to blow her beard and stare at them all day long, and she will also be tired and panicked.
And in this way, Aunt Wen doesn't have to be angry with the Li family anymore, and she can add a little more smile to her always kind face. This is what Ning Jinyun is most happy to see.
One day, Ning Jinyun sat under the verandah in the courtyard to read a book, the eaves of the verandah climbed a large piece of wisteria flowers, wisteria fell and born, the flowers bloomed fragrantly, strings of purple spikes hung between the green leaf vines, like a cool flower corridor, unique charm.
The breeze blows slowly, and the butterfly-shaped flower spikes on the vine gently shake with the wind, and faintly, a "rustle" sound can be heard.
I don't know how long it took, just as Ning Jinyun was watching with relish, a clever laugh suddenly sounded in her ears, this laughter sounded a little sweet, and there was a bit of obvious frivolity.
Ning Jinyun was a little displeased, but he still raised his head and looked at the comer.
A young woman was standing in front of her, smiling. The woman wore a silver silk embroidered gauze skirt, a light crimson cloud cardigan cardigan on her upper body, and a dark purple belt tied around her waist, which made her waist light and slim. A green silk hair has been pulled into a rather troublesome bun, and a transparent and crystalline red jade hairpin is worn on the side of the bun.
It's just that beauty is beautiful, but it can't hide the unruly atmosphere of wind and dust.
This woman is Aunt Zhao, the last concubine that Master Ning married into the door. She was originally a drama in the theater, but she was only taken by Ning Shiyuan because of her beauty, and she had to marry into Ning Mansion despite Mrs. Ning's opposition.
Serving people with appearance, there is always a day when she is tired, Aunt Zhao has no other strengths except for drawing eyebrows and painting eyes and wearing heavy makeup all day long, she talks vulgarly, and her mouth is full of gossip that she doesn't like to hear, and it has only been half a year after entering the Ning Mansion, and she is bored by Master Ning, and there is no time to be favored.
A drama is indeed out of place in the scholarly family, because of her background, she is always looked down upon in the Ning Mansion, not to mention the old lady Ning, even ordinary people don't treat her as a serious master, and there are even bold maids who dare to talk back to her and directly collide with her.
Seeing that it was Aunt Zhao coming, Ning Jinyun tried her best to hide her impatience, got up and said, "Aunt Zhao? Why are you here, but what's the matter? ā
is so straight to the point, I don't even bother to say a simple greeting.
Aunt Zhao was still smiling, and quipped, "What kind of book is this that the second lady is reading?" If you want me to say, girls don't have to read, it's good to be literate, if you have the heart to read, it's better to learn more female celebrities or piano skills, and you can please your husband after you get married in the future. ā
Ning Jinyun snorted disdainfully, could it be that everyone should be like you, who doesn't know a few big characters, but can only use skills to please men? I really don't know what my father thought at the beginning, it was really a shame for the Ning family to bring such a vulgar woman home.
"Aunt Zhao isn't here just to chat with me." Ning Jinyun replied lightly, "If there is something, you can just say it." ā
Aunt Zhao smiled wryly, paused for a moment, and then said, "There is indeed something, Second Miss, I want to ask you for a small favor." The lord is now in the capital, I don't know when I will return, I don't know if you can write a letter to the lord for me. ā
After all, her cheeks were a little red, she couldn't read, let alone write, so she had to find someone to write for her.
Hearing that it was related to his father, Ning Jinyun's tone softened a lot, "My father has been in the capital for too long, and I miss him very much, and I am about to send a letter to the past, since you also have this plan, then I will write another one for you and send it together." ā
"That's great, thank you Second Miss." Aunt Zhao thanked with a smile.
After entering the inner room, Qing Yun had already prepared a pen and paper on the table, and Aunt Zhao sat on the chair next to her and chattered, nothing more than talking about her usual trivial things, such as the wind chill she occasionally felt a few days ago, or she added a new hairpin or something like that.
These little things are too trivial, there is no need to write them all in the letter, Ning Jinyun raised his forehead and sighed lightly, only picked two or three of them to write, and polished the wording, after all, Aunt Zhao is also a heart, and she is not too sloppy.
About half an hour later, Aunt Zhao still kept talking, her mouth was so dry that she had drunk three cups of tea, but she still refused to stop, Ning Jinyun had no choice but to stop her words.
"Aunt Zhao, I can't write so much on the paper, or you might as well say something important."
Aunt Zhao realized that she had too much to say, she nodded, "That's right, I said a little too much, maybe the master won't be too lazy to read it, so let's do it first." ā
Ning Jinyun took a long breath, put down the pen, rubbed her slightly aching wrist, and looked at her a little dizzy with dense small words on the paper, it is estimated that it will take her a long time to read it.
"By the way, Second Miss, can you add two more sentences?" Aunt Zhao suddenly remembered something, and said hurriedly, "The capital is much more prosperous than Qingzhou, let the master bring me the right jade bracelet back." ā
She has always liked to dress up and is very concerned about things like jewelry. Ning Jinyun nodded slightly, and wrote down the bracelet on the paper again.
Aunt Zhao's expression was a little depressed, and she sighed to herself, "It's not that I have to, it's just that the master originally gave me a pair of good bracelets, I cherish them very much, and I am usually reluctant to wear them, but unfortunately I was taken away by Sister Li later, and I don't have them anymore, it is estimated that the pair of bracelets is now for Hua'er and Rao'er to wear." ā
The Sister Li in her mouth refers to Aunt Li. Hearing this, Ning Jinyun suddenly became interested and asked, "How can she take your things?" ā
Aunt Zhao explained slowly, "Some time ago, I went to the Peony Courtyard, where I accidentally broke a vase, Sister Li said that the vase is very valuable, I have to pay for it, I don't have so much money, so she asked me for the pair of bracelets to compensate." Because it was given to me by the master, I didn't want to take it out at first, and wanted to make up some other items to compensate, but Sister Li seemed to have a fancy for this bracelet, if I refused, she would go to the old lady to complain, I had no choice but to ...... I let the bracelet out. ā
It turned out that this was the case, Ning Jinyun's heart couldn't help but feel a little sympathy, in fact, Aunt Zhao was very affectionate to her father, but the gap between the two of them was too big, and the relationship couldn't be maintained.
She comforted slowly, "Okay, if the old doesn't go, the new won't come, presumably my father will bring you a better bracelet from the capital." I'll ask someone to send the letter tomorrow, and my father will receive it, so you can rest assured. ā