"Tsk." It's so vulgar. Mrs. Zuo couldn't help but twist Zuo Lingyin's ears, "If you dare to talk like this outside, be careful that your mother will slap the root of your tongue." ”

"Ouch, it's uncomfortable if it's not itchy or painful, why don't you just rub it vigorously and let go." Zuo Lingyin frowned, her mother is always like this, and she is slow to die of others.

"Tell me, what are they scheming about you?" Mrs. Zuo's face still didn't change, but she picked up a copy of Jiang Yuan and flipped through it.

"Yesterday, the tenth and eleventh came to my courtyard to play, and looked at my treasure bottle rewarded by the Empress Dowager Jingmin Zhuang Yi, and shouted that I wanted to borrow it and put it for a few days, so that the little girl who was a guest on the fifth day of the new year could open her eyes. Where can I agree, so I sent the jade pot spring porcelain that is not very good. ”

When Zuo Lingyin said this, she raised her eyes to observe Mrs. Zuo's face, which was still normal, and hurriedly said: "Who knew that the six girls were arrested by them after they passed the house today, smashed my porcelain in front of her, and picked out a piece of love lyrics written by me from it!" ”

Seriously, this thing is too serious! When did she write love lyrics, the study room is full of "Go to the east of the big river, and the canopy will be wiped out", okay!

Zuo Lingyin gasped slightly, and her eyes flashed with tears with excitement.

Mrs. Zuo couldn't help but pat her on the head with the book, "I think this monkey is you, not the two of them." ”

"If you don't enter the tiger's den, you will enter the tiger!" Zuo Lingyin was a little proud, but she lowered her face again and asked in confusion: "Mother, why did they pull the sixth girl, where did she come from, you want to personally send the invitation to Yuzhang, and invite her to come to the house but be snubbed?" ”

"Wei Niang was going to invite them yesterday, but you couldn't hold your breath, so you sent Zuo Shi to say it first." Mrs. Zuo's indifferent gaze focused on the book and did not shift.

Zuo Lingyin was a little dissatisfied, "Mother, what kind of gourd are you selling, you hide everything you say to your daughter, and you are profound!" ”

Mrs. Zuo raised her eyes and chuckled kindly: "The frizzy one still wants to go out with her husband?" If you drag him down at that time, what face will you have to look back to see your father? ”

"Ouch mother. It's just that these three aunts and eight aunts are so annoying, always thinking about things that don't belong to them! Don't look at their lives! Zuo Lingyin was a little aggrieved, she never fought or grabbed, she only took care of her share. It's a pity that people's hearts are insufficient.

"I just heard that Miss Qi Liu's craftsmanship is good, and I asked her to design a hairpin for your great-grandmother, and if the pattern drawn is happy, I will use her. If it doesn't fit, let Huanting Pavilion do it. Mrs. Zuo's face was even more flat. It's easy to get a glimpse of emotion.

Zuo Lingyin was even more suspicious, always feeling that her mother was hiding something from herself, and asked: "Why did the second aunt pull her and let them smash things in front of her?" ”

Mrs. Zuo was a little helpless, put down "Jiang Yuan", sat up straight, and admonished in a deep voice: "You only guessed that Ling Xiang and Ling Xi had a plan to play in your yard, but you don't understand why they did this." You received a letter from someone else, and you knew that you would go to the little girl of the Qi family for help, but you didn't know that if the Qi family intervened in the high-class hairpin decoration business in Jianye City. What the impact will be. Do you think you can fool the past by pretending to be a scholar that day? How many eyes are staring at you in the open and in the dark. ”

Zuo Lingyin's face changed suddenly, and after carefully tasting his mother's words, he suddenly jumped up, "How can this be reasonable, what do they want to do!" ”

"If you don't change your temper, you can only be a mother's little animal, what can you do if you get out of this door?" Mrs. Zuo still spoke in such a gentle tone, but her eyes were already deep, revealing worry.

Zuo Lingyin's fire ignited and extinguished. Grunted coquettishly: "Mother, don't underestimate me!" ”

"Shu Yue, come in." Madame Zuo gave her a loving look and called out the door.

"Madam, the slave is here." Shu Yue is Mrs. Zuo's dowry maid. Now he is also married, has a son, and waits by Mrs. Zuo's ten-year-old son, who has passed from the clan.

"There's a big deal out there, isn't it?" Mrs. Zuo's tone was affirmative, there must have been a big commotion outside, perhaps it had already alarmed the old lady.

"Please forgive the lady, the slave and maid dare to speak." Shu Yue was very cautious.

Zuo Lingyin's face changed slightly. "Those sluts, that means I'm a child prostitute! Break up my marriage and see what good it will do them! ”

"Please calm the eldest lady's anger, this is expected, but they also involved Miss Qi Liu, saying that she is ominous. The ominous thing has spread outside, but it doesn't involve the love lyrics and letterheads. Shu Yue reported truthfully.

"Mother, what do you think?" Zuo Lingyin felt that Jiang Lao was still spicy, so she asked her mother's idea before acting.

Mrs. Zuo did not answer Zuo Lingyin, but asked her subordinates to prepare and go to the Little Flower Hall.

The rich peony oil-paper umbrella held up by the double moves slowly, and the mother and son are filial under the umbrella.

After exiting the hanging flower gate separating the inner and outer courtyards, when she came through the hall to the front court of the second courtyard, Mrs. Zuo slowly turned sideways and instructed Zuo Lingyin to go to the back room to listen and not show up.

Although Zuo Lingyin had doubts and loved to be the master, she still listened to her mother for major matters, so she walked to another corridor.

Mrs. Zuo bowed her head in satisfaction, took Shu Yue's hand, and walked leisurely towards the small flower hall.

Behind them, the maids holding all kinds of fruits and refreshments one after another, their bodies were light, the streamers were fluttering, and a bright scenery lit up in an instant.

Who cares if the sky is overcast and gloomy, and the rain is slight?

"Mrs., Sixth Girl, that is a very stylish lady, this time you can come with fruit and pastries, it looks delicious, it must be Mrs. Zuo's arrival."

Li Zi was in a panic, and he had been hiding in the corner to watch the wind, and when he saw the big battle from afar, he hurriedly returned to the small flower hall to report.

Zeng Shi was overjoyed, busy with Mama Li sorting out her clothes, and when she was done, Zeng personally went to clean up Qi Qingyu's appearance, and when she was satisfied, she sat down.

Qi Qingyu was a little unmotivated.

After waiting for a long time, she began to get sleepy and took a nap with her eyes closed.

"Madame, please, in this little flower hall." When Mama Hu's voice reached her ears, Qi Qingyu opened her eyes and looked sleepy.

Zeng suspected that this would be rude, and wanted Mama Li to wipe her face with some tea with a silk handkerchief, but Qi Qingyu refused. Zeng had no choice but to give up, and took her hand and walked outside to greet her.

Mrs. Zuo walks very slowly, not to mention the degree of slowness in Jianye, even in the world. It's just that I don't dare to be slower than a few high-ranking and powerful mothers in the palace.

Before Mrs. Zuo got close, there was already an aristocratic aura that was different from the common people, which made people nervously tense.

Zeng's palms were sweaty with nervousness, and even his demeanor was cautious. When Mrs. Zuo stood three feet away, she hurriedly curtsied and saluted: "The women of the people greeted Mrs. Zuo and said hello to Mrs. Zuo." ”

Mrs. Zuo smiled, but in the blink of an eye, she had already seen through the Zeng family and the others, and the clothes were decent, and she did not deliberately show off her family wealth, and posted it to the others.

"You're Qi Zeng?" Mrs. Zuo seems to be approachable and has no arrogance. But the innate superiority of the identity, the noble atmosphere that has been immersed in it cannot be ignored.

Zeng didn't want Mrs. Zuo to know her maiden name, and she was a little flattered, so she hurriedly curtled her knees again and said: "The people's woman is exact, this is the people's daughter's youngest daughter, Qi Qingyu." She hurriedly took Qi Qingyu, who had not spoken and was still napping, to take half a step forward, "Sixth girl, I've seen Mrs. Zuo soon." ”

Qi Qingyu was still a little confused, and she couldn't react for a while. (To be continued.) )