Taking advantage of the good weather and abundant sunshine, Shen's mother and others have been busy drying their clothes in the past few days, and Fu Jun went to Rongxuan Hall to ask for peace, and saw the same thing about Hengxian Hall and Woyue Tower.

It's still good when the weather is warm, the sun is shining, the warm wind is drunk, and I don't even feel that the road is long when I go to Rongxuan Hall to ask for peace.

Fu Jun sighed with emotion, turned the corridor, and stepped on the white stone path to Rongxuan Hall, only after taking two steps, he suddenly felt something strange in front of him.

She raised her eyes to take a closer look, and then she found that the courtyard door of Rong Xuantang was closed, and there were Mother Qian and two servant women standing in front of the door.

Is this what is going on?

Fu Jun was suspicious, but his feet did not stop, and he still walked forward unhurriedly.

Mother Qian saw Fu Jun from afar.

For this sudden rise of the concubine girl, she doesn't dare to slack off at all. She put on a smile on her face, trotted two steps forward, and greeted with a smile: "Morning four girls, the slave maid will greet you." ”

Fu Jun avoided for a moment, and Fang Han asked with a smile, "Why is my mother here?" ”

Mother Qian looked around, and Fang stepped forward again and lowered her voice: "Today, the old lady is exempt from the morning rest in each room, and the girl will go back first." As she spoke, she turned back to look at the two expressionless servants, and stopped talking.

Fu Jun has always been welcoming to those who are willing to take the initiative to provide information. So she looked at Mother Shen with a light smile, and Fang smiled at Mother Qian: "Since that's the case, then I'll go back first." Mom worked hard. ”

Fu Jun smiled and nodded to Mother Qian, and then walked back with someone. Mother Shen on the side was pulling Mother Qian to talk.

Rong Xuan Tang Mingma. Mrs. Hou sat on the hexagonal armchair, her face was pale, she squeezed the things in her hand tightly, and her whole body trembled with anger.

"Old lady, please calm your anger." Li Niangzi said respectfully.

Mrs. Hou's face became even more ugly. She threw the things in her hand straight to the ground, and said angrily: "These gods and demons are terrible things, my Hou Mansion can't have them!" ”

With her words, the things she threw fell lightly on the blue brick floor, but it was a little man with paper cutouts, and the little man still had the eight characters of birth written on his body in cinnabar.

Yu's mother on the side stepped forward and said softly, "Don't be angry, old lady. This matter still needs to be carefully investigated by Manager Li. ”

Mrs. Hou was so angry that her whole body was shaking. She pounded the armrest of the chair hard and said, "My Pingnanhou Mansion has always been famous. If this news gets out, what will others say...... Ahem......" she coughed as she spoke.

Yu's mother hurriedly stepped forward to ease her, handed over a sweet white porcelain lotus bowl, and said softly: "The old lady is angry." Drink two sips of bird's nest soup to moisten it. ”

Mrs. Hou coughed twice. He picked up the soup bowl and took a sip of bird's nest soup. Fang Cai calmed down his rapid panting, and said again: "First check the birth date on this top, and then search the good life in the house." Without further ado. You'll go right away. ”

Mrs. Li immediately said respectfully: "Yes, the slave will do it now." With that, she leaned over and picked up the paper figure on the ground, and after glancing at it, her face changed slightly, but she didn't say anything, and retreated.

Yu's mother on the side stared at her, but she didn't say much, served Mrs. Hou and drank bird's nest soup, then called Xiuyun to come over and beat Mrs. Hou's legs, and she quietly withdrew from the door.

When I went out and turned the corridor, I saw Mrs. Li waiting under the corridor, and when I saw her coming, I came forward and asked quietly, "You didn't look at this thing closely?" ”

Yu's mother shook her head and said, "When the Qian family handed over the things, I wasn't there, and when I came in, the old lady was already so angry that her face turned blue." Then he asked, "Whose character is written on it?" ”

Mrs. Li's face was extremely ugly, and she sent the paper figure in front of her: "Look for yourself." ”

Yu's mother lowered her eyes, and her face changed suddenly in an instant.

What the paper man wrote was actually Fu Jue's birthday!

Who is going to kill him?

Yu's mother pinched the paper figure in the palm of her hand, and gritted her teeth again: "The Qian family is too, how can this kind of thing be ......?"

Mrs. Li shook her head, with a slight sneer in her eyes: "She can't read." She is not as good as the Jia family in front of her. This is a rammer, and you can't tell the difference. ”

Yu's mother/mother/'s face was even more ugly, but she didn't speak.

Mrs. Li sighed again: "This really can't be hidden, and it can't be hidden." Fortunately, it was picked by the Qian family, if the second wife's people knew, think about it......"

Yu's mother was stunned, and glanced at Mrs. Li, and the two sighed together.

Mother Qian wanted to take credit and report the matter to Mrs. Hou, but she was crooked. If the Zhang family and the Cui family knew about it, the result would only be worse.

Fu Jue is the only concubine in the second room, how can the Cui family let others harm him with the technique of winning the nightmare? If this matter returns to the Big Flower Hall, the Cui family will definitely make trouble, and things will only get worse and harder to clean up.

Yu's mother returned the paper figure to Mrs. Li with palpitations, and secretly said in her heart that it was dangerous.

Fortunately, Mrs. Hou is old, and her eyes are a little unpleasant, and she can't see the words on it clearly. If she knew that her most precious third master, Fu Jue, was used to win the technique, she was afraid that she would faint on the spot.

"This matter can only be said by the Hou Ye." Li Niangzi said.

Yu's mother nodded: "I can save it." ”

"After the search, no matter who it is, you always have to give an explanation to the second wife. You ...... here" Mrs. Li's attitude was a little hesitant.

She was afraid that things would be checked and found out about the concubines in the second room, especially that Chaoyun, because a son died some time ago, Fu Ting was particularly fond of her. In case this is found on Chaoyun's body, Fu Ting comes out to stir things up, and this matter will be troublesome again.

Yu's mother immediately understood, and said in a deep voice: "No matter who it is, it will be dealt with strictly." I'll talk about it there, old lady. You can rest assured. ”

Mrs. Li nodded, and then turned out of the corridor......

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On the vermilion lacquer railing outside the wing room of the Hengxian Pavilion, there are a lot of clothes for winter.

The little girls spoke softly, and together they brought out quilts, pillows, mattresses, and tents from the room, and occasionally chuckled twice, lining the soft spring breeze, showing a special leisure.

Fang Qiong sat on the embroidered pier under the porch, and a small half of the sunlight fell on the thin white skirt, becoming more and more white.

She took a leisurely sip of tea, and told the little girl with a smile: "Slow down, today is the last day, and there will be fruits to eat when all the sun is finished." ”

The little girls laughed and ran more vigorously inside and out. Fang Qiong looked at their figures, and remembered that when she first entered the Hou Mansion, she also laughed like this all day long.

But that's not the case with her now.

She is a first-class maid beside Zhang's side, and she is also a well-known figure in the Pingnan Hou Mansion, taking care of Zhang's clothes and taking care of the little girl.

Thinking like this, a faint smile appeared on Fang Qiong's face.

Yes, she can't take care of the most important things, she can only take care of these chores. Just like at this moment, she is also responsible for watching the little girls turn over the public materials of the maids' mothers, and she can't ask people to be lazy and not work. (To be continued.) )