Master Tong is worried that the matter of Yao Mansion is not anything else, but if he does it deliberately, if those individuals in the court think that Tong Mansion and Yao Mansion are actually involved, it will be a headache.

In this way, the exception before and after is not a person, and the old man is very distressed.

Time flies, in a blink of an eye, it is the fragrance of osmanthus in August, at this moment, there is a strong taste of autumn.

The weather gradually cooled down, the days passed very quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was autumn.

In Tong Yao's house, several girls took out the plush blankets and dismantled and washed them again, and laid them on the ground early.

This made Tong Yao smile, and then turned his face to Hongyuan and said, "Why are you so anxious?" It's not too late to shop in October. ”

Hongyu puffed out her cheeks, but she was also reckless: "Isn't the slave afraid that the young lady will be cold?" ”

Tong Yao smiled and said no more.

On the fifteenth day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, it is the Dragon Boat Festival, and the sewing room picked out a few batches of fine brocade to make some sachets with the masters.

There is nothing special about the pattern, but it is necessary to put some wormwood in the delicate sachet embroidered, calamus, banyan branches and the like to hang on the body to ward off evil spirits.

"Miss, this is a sachet from the sewing room."

Tong Yao lowered his head and looked at him when he heard this.

Embroidered very delicate small sachets, with good silk materials, embroidered with a big "Fu" word, tied with tassels and patterned winding.

There were three on the case, a big red, a purple, and a yellow one.

Just glanced back at it, Tong Yao didn't care and said, "Just put it aside." ”

Qin Yu didn't dare to slack off, these days, they are all respected by the old people of the Tong Mansion, for example, Mrs. Tong often goes to the outside of the mansion to offer incense at this time of year, but there is nothing else. It's Mrs. Tong.

Qin Yu said: "It's that Miss doesn't care much, and the old lady is also very happy, if Miss goes with her in person, wouldn't it be excellent?" ”

Mrs. Tong spent a period of time in Yueyang City. At this time of year, it's really a good time to go to incense.

Qin Yu knew that when she was in Yueyang Houfu in her previous life, the old lady of Yueyang Hou was also so customary, and she collected a lot of ways to please her at that time. It's what the old lady of Yueyang Hou likes, this and that, a lot, for a while, when I think about it at this time, I still feel tired, and I feel that it took too much effort to be at that time.

In such a position, what kind of mess are you looking forward to?

However, a few days later, the stove was raised again on the side of Tong Yao's house.

This year, however, it is indeed an exception, if this is left in the past, where will there be such treatment in the courtyard of the eldest daughter of the Tong Mansion?

The windows are closed. Tong Yao sits at the desk and reads a book on weekdays, and she is inevitably draped in a blanket or cape.

Qin Yu brought dinner over.

"Sydney pig exhibition candied date soup, roasted yellow croaker in sauce, bacon oil beans, and salted Jerusalem artichoke shredded pork." Qin Yu reported the name of the dish and picked up the dishes in the tray one by one, "There is also a small kitchen that knows that Miss loves sweets, so she specially made longan red date and peanut porridge." ”

Qin Yu knew that Tong Yao liked sweetness, so she also deliberately added a lot of sugar to her meal.

Tong Yao doesn't like many things, and sweets are one of them. Although Qin Yu can't cook in person now, only occasionally, he will still do it once or twice.

The same thing as in the past is the decoction after the meal. Now, Tong Yao still cherishes her own body, maybe because her days have been a little rushed, she has never despised herself as much as before.

Push the last night's soup to Tong Yao.

The heat and the white mist slowly rose into the air, and the red, white and white dates and longan were mixed together, which was particularly beautiful.

Wrap your hands around the steaming bowl. Tong Yao only felt a burst of warmth from the palm of her hand to the bottom of her heart, and the whole person warmed up.

After taking a spoonful of hot sweet porridge and drinking a few sips of hot sweet porridge, Tong Yao began to eat.

There was a sweet taste in her mouth, and while Tong Yao was eating, she heard Hongyu continue: "Miss, yesterday someone from outside the house handed over a message to the slave maid. As he spoke, Honglu groped around on her body, took out a letter, and put it in front of Tong Yao: "This is what the man gave to the slave." ”

Tong Yao felt a little strange when she heard this, put down the soup spoon in her hand, and took the letter with one hand......

Hongyu thought for a while, and then said: "The person who delivered the message said that it was Miss Feng of Shangshu Mansion, and said that he had made an appointment with Miss Feng, so that you could not break your word." Speaking of this, Zhenyun was also puzzled.

Tong Yao thought about it when she heard this, and skipped some information in her mind, and seemed to have some signs. After thinking about it, I was a little puzzled after all.

At this moment, Qin Yu entered the house with a decoction, and even saw this scene.

"Miss, why don't you take a look first."

...... of Shangshu Mansion Count it carefully, it's the Feng family?

It's just that Shangshu Mansion is not just the Feng family, but the Shangshu of the Ministry of Officials is the head of the six, and when the world mentions it, it is often this stubble that comes to mind.

Tong Yao didn't think much about it, and she didn't shy away from it, so she quickly took the letter.

Opening the envelope, with a faint candle flame, Tong Yao quickly read the letter.

Half a day.

"Have you told anyone else about this?" Tong Yao asked with a sideways face.

Hongyu shook her head and said, "No, the envelope was forgotten by the slave maid when it came yesterday, and I only remembered it when I was eating with Miss today." ”

Hearing this, Tong Yao nodded, folded the envelope and put it away, and put it on the side of the desk.

In the evening, seeing that it was not too late, Tong Yao decided to take advantage of the time to go to Mrs. Fang's Yongshou Hall.

Qin Yu walked slowly, and after explaining that Hongyu packed up the things in the room, she waited for Tong Yao to change her clothes, and then immediately went out with Tong Yao.

"Why are you here today?"

Mrs. Tong also withdrew after finishing the meal, so she called Zhiyu to bring Tong Yao a plate of snacks.

"Grandmother loves me." Tong Yao pursed her lips and smiled.

Old Madam Tong glanced at Wen Hui with disgust.

Pinched the dim sum on one side of the plate, brought it to his lips and bit it, Tong Yao said slowly: "Grandmother, Wen has something to tell you." ”

Old Madam Tong raised her eyebrows and nodded.

Tong Yao said: "Actually, my granddaughter got a post yesterday—"

Post?

Old Madam Tong didn't understand for a while.

"It was sent by Miss Feng and her granddaughter from Shangshu Mansion." Tong Yao pursed her lips and smiled, then put down the snack in her hand and put it on the plate on one side.

Miss Feng from Shangshu Mansion?

……

Old Madam Tong's mind turned, and she figured out what was going on, and said with a smile: "I invited you to the banquet?" ”

Tong Yao nodded and said, "Almost, but it's not a banquet, it's a horseback ride—" (To be continued.) )