Chapter Ninety-Three: Murong Jiu is sick
If it weren't for the fact that he was clinging to a powerful person who was higher than himself, and with the thinking logic of a powerful family, it would be impossible for his daughter to show up like this...... s You let the young lady of the family perform at some ordinary banquets, you see if the family will agree
She's not talking about cups, but that's what she is.
From what she saw, she had never seen what would happen if the door was not right. You look at Liang Zhu, and then look at the golden branch desire, etc., there are all folk and palace ones, and they are all living samples.
Well, these are not realities, but you say that there is no historical root, there is no reference, and you can break it when you are the author, you can't say that the author is too dark
Having said that, in the aristocratic circle, some unmarried women with a bit of a net worth background, who are not squeezed to want to perform at this kind of state banquet, so as to raise their value, so as to have better bargaining chips, and they can find the most desirable Ruyi Langjun.
Although no one says this kind of thing explicitly, it has become an unwritten law.
Therefore, having the opportunity to perform at a state banquet is a great favor for women in the aristocratic circle.
However, in Murong Jiu's eyes, it was not the case, which made her feel that she was a canary in a cage, blooming beautiful just to sell it for a good price and let people take her home.
And this feeling of involuntary body, as well as the thing of selling her body and mind, she can't do it
For the sake of her family, she can try to fit herself into this circle, but she will not let herself be trapped in this circle.
This decree came suddenly, and even if her father and mother knew that she didn't like it, they couldn't resist it, so what should she do
casually perform a show with no features and no highlights, it's not okay to bluff the past, before he won the snow sound, and his reputation has already spread; Moreover, didn't Steward Wu say that the Queen Mother heard that the opera compiled was interesting and fresh, so she would have such a book, so this bluffing is not suitable at all.
It doesn't matter if she spoils her reputation, it will also ruin the reputation of Zhuxiang Youju, maybe the business will plummet, she has raised a lot of people now, if she has no income, then she will finish playing sooner or later.
What I am most afraid of is that if a performance that does not match the rumors causes the queen mother's dissatisfaction, or even anger, then the matter can be big or small.
But if you prepare a talent with your heart, if you are unfortunate enough to be favored by those nobles, or even into the eyes of the emperor, what should you do?
At this point, I have to say that Murong Jiu is a little narcissistic, a child of a family of people, who has not learned art since childhood, and his talent after practicing for more than ten years is not as good as you
Murong Jiu really didn't think of this, and was worried that if she performed according to the order, if there was a case, the emperor would give her a marriage without a heart, then she wouldn't have a place to cry
It's really Murong Jiu, who is not only narcissistic, but also not big or small, saying that the emperor's finger marriage is a lack of heart, if he let the old man know, he really doesn't know how she died.
And if you let some noble ladies who are desperate to get the emperor to marry, they must not be drowned by their saliva.
"Miss, Miss"
Wow so loud, it's going to die.
Murong Jiu came back to his senses, gouged out his ears, and glared at the place where the sound originated.
When Steward Wu saw Murong Jiu come back to his senses, the entanglement in his heart relaxed, and when he saw Murong Jiu's unkind little eyes, he suddenly felt aggrieved and helpless.
Miss, you have been in a daze there, and you have not responded to several calls, and he can't be so loud.
It's just that Steward Wu won't say this, his old face wrinkled together, and he said innocently: "Miss, if you don't go, Grandpa Gui will be blamed." ”
Hey, Murong Jiu moved his mind and said with a sly smile: "Uncle Wu, you wait, I'll go change my clothes." ”
After speaking, he didn't wait for Steward Wu to respond, and went straight back to the room.
The main hall of the Murong Mansion.
"General, where does Ling Ai live, why hasn't he come for so long?"
White eyebrows and gray hair, rickety, but bright eyes shining with shrewd philistine, this person is the red man in front of the Queen Mother - Gonggong Gui.
At this time, the long wait made his face stained with a layer of gloom, and his tone was a little impatient. If it weren't for the fact that one of the people in front of him was a general and the other was a county lord, he would not have been just impatient.
"Oh, Father-in-law Gui is not strange, the little girl is happy, she does live far away, but it should be almost there." Murong Haoxuan said politely, but a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.
He didn't understand why Murong Jiu hadn't come for so long, he should have arrived a long time ago.
At this time, Steward Wu hurriedly came in, and said in a somewhat worried tone: "Master, Miss, Miss is behind, and she will be there soon." ”
"Did something happen" Murong Haoxuan asked suspiciously when he saw Steward Wu's expression.
"Master, just now the old slave went to Qingzhuyuan, only to find out that the young lady was actually sick." Steward Wu said worriedly.
"What Jiu'er is sick, how sick is it" Murong Haoxuan was startled when he heard this, and he came down from the main seat and asked anxiously.
"Miss's illness is urgent, and it seems to be quite strict. Originally," Steward Wu said this, deliberately paused, and glanced at Gonggong Gui, looking embarrassed. After a pause, he changed the conversation: "Miss heard that Gonggong Gui came to pass the decree of the Queen Mother, and got up with illness, and the two girls Die'er and Li'er came over to receive the decree, but they just dragged the sick body, so they delayed for some time, but it was almost there." ”
"How can you still be sick if you mess around"
"Master don't worry, Jiu'er is a doctor, she is measured." Guessing what her husband was going to say next, Mrs. Murong hurriedly interrupted.
Well, he was really confused, this Grandpa Gui was still there, and he almost said something bad.
He originally wanted to say that how can people get out of bed and go out when they are sick, they should focus on their bodies.
However, under the imperial power, it is so miserable, you have no permission, let alone sick, you have to obediently come out and listen to the order if you are disabled.
"Father-in-law Gui, the little girl is sick, you are waiting for a while." Mrs. Murong turned around and said apologetically.
Just now she went to Qingzhu Garden, didn't she say that Jiu'er was practicing medicine in the pharmacy Why did she get sick Mrs. Murong was puzzled in her heart, but she didn't come out, her brows frowned, and her appearance made people think that she was worried about her daughter.
Mrs. Murong's words were nothing, but they were different in the ears of Gonggong Gui, and at the same time, they were full of doubts.
Combined with the words of Murong Haoxuan and Mrs. Murong, Gonggong Gui interpreted it himself, they were dissatisfied and blamed him for coming so unwell, but what kind of person is he, the old man in the palace, the red man in front of the Queen Mother, his arrogance made him feel that it was natural for Murong Jiu to listen to the order when he was sick, and the little caution in Murong Haoxuan and Mrs. Murong was not obvious on the surface, but he kept it in his heart.
Hmph, it's not good to offend anyone, offend our family, there will be a time when you fall into my hands.
"Forget it, even if that's the case, it doesn't hurt if our family waits." Father-in-law Gui narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in an arrogant tone.
The so-called Hades is good, and the little ghost is difficult to pester Murong and his wife when they see Father-in-law Gui like this, they are unhappy, but they also endure it.
A word to readers:
Cute friends, how about it, Jiujiu is also very powerful, give some of your love to Jiujiu, love you, Hammada~~~~