For several days, Mrs. Tai excused herself from the morning and evening invitations of the whole house on the grounds that she was unwell. The two daughters-in-law took several granddaughters to serve in front of the bed alternately, during which He Yan and He Erye went down to the court, came over to see in official uniforms, and were stopped by Zhang's mother in the courtyard and refused: "The two masters are the ones who walk in front of the palace, and I am afraid that they will bring illness to the saint." The old lady is not a serious illness, just drink a few patches of medicine, and the filial piety is also timed, the old lady doesn't care about this star. ”

When He Yan heard this, he didn't reply, but only called Zhang Yuanju out to give a good order, and then took off his robe and left.

But the second master He was so frightened that he couldn't give up, and he went to ask the second lady for advice in a panic. The second lady saw through it and went straight to the point: "Mrs. Tai has always scolded you mercilessly, when did you let Mother Zhang speak so tactfully?" Besides, how many times can you see the saint, eighty percent of you were burned by Mars" After saying one sentence, the second lady fell into deep thought, and whispered in her mouth: "I don't know what Master Hou did to make Mrs. Tai unhappy." ”

If Xingzhao is here, he will give the second lady a cup of tea and drink a sentence. What happened in the palace that day was tightly hidden, and the second lady guessed that it was not far from ten just based on Zhang's mother's words.

The second master put his mind at ease, but he didn't agree with the words of the second lady, and with a cold snort, he raised his feet and walked into the concubine's room: "I am also a person who wears an official uniform and wants to go to the court every day." The son can't be born, but it's quite good to belittle the old man. As soon as the words came out, the second lady was so angry that one Buddha ascended to heaven, and the second Buddha went out of her body, and the next day she called a few concubines to stand in the snow and make rules.

In the early spring, it is warm and cold, the coldest when the ice and snow are broken, the fire in the main courtyard is vigorous, and the little maid takes the copper long clip from time to time, and puts the red snail carbon into the fire cage.

The eldest lady sat cross-legged on the kang of the east window, facing the account book, halfway through, and couldn't go on, so she simply put the Zihao pen in the pen wash, leaned over, and worriedly walked with Zhao Nian: "It's all my fault, it must be that Mrs. Tai ran back and forth that day and suffered from the cold." ”

Xingzhao didn't say anything immediately, closed the pages of the book, and put "Zuo Chuan" on the small case, she didn't know what Mrs. Tai said to He Yan that day, but from Mrs. Tai's attitude in the past few days, she could get a glimpse of one or two -- it must have been an unhappy conversation.

"Don't think about it too much, although Mrs. Tai has always been strong and strong, but people eat whole grains, where can there be people who won't get sick." Xingzhao smiled and comforted the eldest lady, and saw Huang's mother come in with a black lacquer painted gold food box in one hand, got off the kang and put her shoes, and said, "The medicine is boiled, we should go and change the second aunt and the third sister." ”

The Great Zhou Dynasty has a convention, and the pot can not be carried out in the courtyard of the old man's house, so most of the fire boiling medicine is done in the main courtyard, and the east side room has also been boiling medicine to drink, these days have been deposited, it seems that the camphor wood pillars in the main courtyard are full of medicinal fragrance.

As soon as Xingzhao came out of the main hall, he smelled the sweetness and bitterness in the verandah, and his heart moved, and then he thought of He Xingxiao.

He Xingxiao's illness, Ying Yi's sudden attack, Mrs. Tai's intervention, and He Yan's choice to appease, everything deviated from the trajectory of the previous life, and this kind of inconsistency made Xingzhao overjoyed, she counted the days with her fingers every day, and the day when her mother committed suicide in her previous life was getting closer and closer, but the situation became better and better, and gradually brightened up.

Xingzhao looked up and saw his mother's face like a full moon, and held the eldest lady's hand tightly.

When he arrived at Rongshoutang, Xingming was sitting on the small pier and took the notebook to Mrs. Tai to tell the story aloud, seeing Xingzhao coming, Xingming put down the book and came over to hold Xingzhao's hand, Mrs. Tai leaned on the soft satin pillow of Bafu Hangzhou Silk Shouxing, pointed with a smile, and said to his daughter-in-law: "Little sisters have deep affection. ”

Xingzhao covered his mouth and smiled, pulled Xingming to sit on the edge of the couch, and said lightly: "Are you still uncomfortable?" ”

Mrs. Tai smiled and shook her head. Xingzhao took the opportunity to take a closer look - today's Mrs. Tai's face had slowly improved, although she was still slumped on the edge of the bed, and her speech was a little weak, but her eyes gradually brightened.

Mrs. Tai is a resolute person, and she has only two weaknesses in her life, her son and the He family. How much hope she placed on He Yan, how much disappointment she has now.

Thinking about Mrs. Tai's disheartened appearance a few days ago, Xingzhao felt sour, but helpless, half-sat and took Mrs. Tai's hand, held a small silver pliers, and cut Mrs. Tai's nails little by little very seriously - she had to find something to do, so that she could feel less guilty in her heart.

"Judge Zhang was just saying yesterday that he should not stay in the house. The second daughter-in-law was tired all night, so let's go back to sleep with Xingming. Isn't Ming'er going back to her parents' house? Mrs. Tai raised her hand and let the second lady go.

The second lady glanced at the eldest lady, took Xingming, and saluted and said goodbye: "My mother coughed a few times last night, and I remember to drink Chuanbei stewed white fungus today." Mrs. Tai smiled and nodded, and after the second lady and the eldest lady saw An, they went out of the courtyard.

The eldest lady took out the medicine from the food box, supported the lady and fed it one by one, and the lady wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief and instructed the eldest lady: "Two days ago, the queen sent Zhao Gonggong to say hello, do you remember to write a letter to the palace?" ”

Queen Fang couldn't rest assured, so she sent someone to ask the next day, and it stands to reason that the eldest lady should write a letter and send it in to be worthy of courtesy.

The eldest lady was stunned for a moment, and then shook her head. In the past few days, He Yan has been living alone in Qincun Courtyard, and she has been busy preparing bedding, spices and seasonal clothes, and she has forgotten about this matter for a while.

"Then go and write in the middle now!" Mrs. Tai hated the tone of iron and steel, and coughed again when she spoke in a hurry, Xingzhao hurriedly got up, patted her back again, and fed water to appease.

The eldest lady hurriedly answered and went out with her skirt up.

As soon as the eldest lady left, Mrs. Tai squinted, leaned her head on the bedpost, and left a slit in the windows on all sides of Rongshoutang, and the wind blew the cloud silk curtain covering the cabinet, Xingzhao's eyes moved with the curtain down, and she didn't speak, she intuitively felt that Mrs. Tai had something to say.

Sure enough, after a moment of silence, Mrs. Tai's slightly hoarse voice sounded in the inner hall, "Don't hate your father." ”

As soon as the words came out, Xingzhao's tears fell without warning, and he covered his mouth with his hand, but the sobs overflowed in pieces.

The game between relatives is probably the most heartbreaking in the world, while calmly calculating the gains and losses, while cutting off the kinship and bloodline.

Mrs. Tai let out a long sigh: "In the past few days, I have often dreamed of the appearance of Hou Ye when he was a child. was beaten by the old marquis with a palm-wide bamboo strip, his eyes were red, and he still couldn't cry. The old marquis likes the third child, but he is not convinced. At 39 o'clock, I copied the historical records, and the ink was condensed, and I was still copying. At the dog days, the ice in the study turned into a puddle of water, and the cold was long gone, and he didn't put down the book when his shirt was soaked. Since he was a child, he has been competitive and competitive, and I have taught him to become a master so that he will not be ignored. ”

Xingzhao cried while listening, she didn't know why she was crying, but her chest was as tight as a dusk sky before the rain.

When Mrs. Tai opened her eyes again, the old man had been able to work all his life, but now he showed confusion and remorse: "There is a way to take it, there is a way to take it." He read so many books, why didn't he learn them at all?"

Xingzhao gently held Mrs. Tai's hand hanging beside the bed, and Mrs. Tai's pain was no less than hers.

Mrs. Tai held Xingzhao back, turned her head and looked at Xingzhao's immature face quietly, and it was difficult to speak. He Yan's words were wrong, but there was one thing she agreed with very much, that is, if the Fang family fell, for the sake of the He family, she would have to abandon the Fang family. She has no way to say this to Xingzhao, she has endured a lifetime of ups and downs, and is used to seeing all the states in the world.

"Mother and aunt only wish that mother is well" Xingzhao whispered, this was her ultimate goal, so she was extremely happy when she knew that He Yan was still willing to coax the eldest lady.

Mrs. Tai took her little granddaughter, and silently recited Amitabha Buddha in her heart, and God blessed Fang Qi to stand firm in the northwest, otherwise none of the two daughters of the Fang family would have a good end.

The grandparents and grandchildren were speechless for a while, and the glass wind chimes made by Xingzhao when he was a child were still hanging high in the cabinet, blown by the wind, jingling bells, and ringing, very good.

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