The old lady was busy planning to let the ladies and wives of the family raise donations, and she went out every day for the past two days, but she didn't have any extra thoughts to care about the movements in the backyard, and when the matter was done and she had time, she heard about the confrontation between the sisters, and after listening, she immediately smiled.

Seeing that the old lady's face was proud, Mama Song did not miss the opportunity, and said with a smile: "The four young ladies are smart and capable, and they will not suffer anywhere in the future." ”

The old lady knew that she was saying flattering words, and waved her hand and said nonchalantly: "Don't praise the four of them, this time Sister Yun did a good job." ”

Having said that, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of joy and crooked.

Mama Song immediately followed her words and said: "Miss Nine is reasonable and sensible, which is naturally good, but the four young ladies know that they will go to the young masters to explain first, and then distinguish right from wrong for themselves, it can be seen that the four young ladies put the friendship between brother and sister first, this stability and affection are even more rare, and it can also be seen that the four young ladies have a harmonious relationship with the young masters in the house." ”

This was said well, and the old lady bowed her head and said: "If the family is harmonious and everything is prosperous, their brothers and sisters are harmonious, and the Hou Mansion can prosper for a long time." ”

"That's it." Mama Song smiled and narrowed her eyes.

The master and servant have been together for more than 40 years, and they are already familiar with each other's temperament, and the meaning contained in raising their eyebrows and raising their hands is understandable, and the old lady saw that Mama Song was making herself happy, smiled at her, and said, "Okay, the left and right things have passed, so I won't mention it." ”

Mama Song responded repeatedly, and when she saw that there was less haze in her eyes, she talked about the interesting and happy things on the side.

In the past few days, because the old lady walked around and publicized the matter of fundraising, the old marquis gave the old lady a lot of faces, although the old lady did not show it on her face, but Mama Song knew that she was uncomfortable in her heart, so she coaxed her with this idea.

The old marquis knocked on the old lady, Mingli was warning the old lady to be safe, but in fact, he didn't want the old lady to overpower him in face and have a greater reputation than him. Mama Song can see that the old marquis just wants the old lady to be an obedient and virtuous woman in this deep mansion compound for the rest of her life, and it is best to care about nothing and let him knead whichever kind of thing she wants.

In fact, compared with the past, the old lady has restrained and changed a lot.

Mama Song remembered that when she was young, her young lady, and now the old lady used to be so high-spirited, arrogant and dazzling, and the daughter of the princess who is famous in Jinghua is the object of competition among the sons and daughters in Beijing.

It's a pity that I was dazzled back then, and in the end I was not a person.

Mama Song also sighed that now in this Hou Mansion, there are only a few young ladies who can make the old lady happier.

The master and servant talked and laughed for a while, but their mood was much brighter.

Since the confrontation, An Ruodan is in dire straits, and An Ruoyun's situation is getting better and better.

The white horse passed through the gap, and the five days passed in a blink of an eye.

Under the mobilization of Mrs. An, the ladies of Shengjing City launched a huge fundraising activity, led by Mrs. An, Mrs. Meng, and Mrs. Yongninghou, the old men took the lead in donating private money, and countless ladies and wives followed suit, and there were young ladies who generously donated money to contribute to the disaster relief.

By the time the fundraiser was held, Mrs. An had already raised hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, which may be just a drop in the bucket for the victims in the northwest, but it represented the hearts of the ladies of the Shengjing City family and deserved anyone's respect.

Mrs. An did not let everyone give out the money in vain, she made an account book, but all the money, no matter how much, will be recorded in the book, this is to thank everyone, and second, to make the accounts public and clear, so as not to spread unnecessary gossip in the future.

It's just that on the day of the fundraiser, Mrs. An did not show up, she directly sent someone to hand over the silver and account books raised to the person in charge of the fundraiser, and then ignored the things outside the window, chanted Buddha wholeheartedly, and prayed for the blessing of the northwest.

Although the initiators of the fundraising meeting are Zhao Yi and Meng Sanshao, it is not the two of them who really preside over the management of related matters. They also knew that they were young and their words were light, and they were unconvincing, so they invited the respected Zhou Ge Lao to deal with the size of the fundraising meeting, and also invited the famous Zhong Siye to count the accounts and keep the food money from the fundraising.

The emperor not only sent the Imperial Forest Army to guard the grain money, but also assigned officials to assist Zhou Ge Lao and Zhong Siye in managing the fundraiser. This act of the imperial court, in a certain way, made some nobles of the family have to take out silver to do good deeds.

The three-day fundraiser is in full swing, and the names of all those who donate money will be engraved on the merit monuments in the disaster-stricken areas of the northwest, and will be revered by 10,000 people.

On the last day of the fundraiser, Meng Sanshao took An Ruolan to join in the fun as promised.

Hiding in the private room on the second floor of the fundraising venue, looking at the silver that was constantly being carried to the stage, listening to the emcee reading out loud the names of the donors and the amount of silver, An Ruolan's eyes were shining.

How beautiful the silver with golden white flowers is!

"Don't look at it, it's not yours to look at it again." Meng Sanshao couldn't help but tease her, shaking his fan and jokingly: "You have earned so much silver from your brothers, you should be satisfied, but I heard that the silver ticket given to you by the guard that day was a full five thousand taels!" ”

He made a slap in the face, his expression was exaggerated, and he gasped: "It is worthy of being a local tyrant in the Northeast, so it is called a generous shot!" ”

"What is a local tyrant?" An Ruolan was full of doubts.

"Ahem," Meng San coughed twice, his fan half-covered his mouth, and said, "It means that he is very rich." ”

"Oh." An Ruolan seems to understand whether she understands or not.

Meng Sanshao diverted the topic and said: "I heard that the Duchess of Weiguo also donated a lot of silver, it seems that the rumors are true, and the family background of Weiguo Mansion is indeed very rich. ”

"Hmm." An Ruolan responded lightly, but she was happy in her heart.

The two of them said this without a match, and Meng Sanshao suddenly teased: "Little Liu, you have also made a lot of money, didn't you say that you wanted to donate silver before?" It's the last day, why haven't you made a move? ”

An Ruolan squinted at him and snorted, "I have already donated, from my grandmother's side." ”

Thinking about it, she felt painful, she donated all the money she got in the Yongning Hou Mansion, and she didn't even leave what was sent by the guards, so you can imagine how reluctant she was in her heart.

Meng Sanshao was surprised, he had seen the account book sent by Mrs. An, there was no name of Xiaoliu on it, but Mrs. An generously donated 10,000 taels of silver, could it be said that Xiaoliu's was counted in the name of Mrs. An?

The bottom of his heart was soft, Meng Sanshao looked at him gently, rubbed An Ruolan's head and said, "Little Liu, my brother will discuss with you, if you can't get married in the future, my brother will live with you." ”

Smart and kind, introverted and not in the limelight, such a girl should have a smooth life.

Hearing this, An Ruolan's eyes widened in horror at first, and then her little face turned red, and she said ashamedly and angrily: "Bah, you can't get married!" ”

His face was full of disgust.

Yo ho! Meng Sanshao raised his eyebrows, there were still people who dared to dislike him!

pinched the white and pink cheeks of the person in front of him and pulled them to both sides, Meng Sanshao sneered: "Okay, you stinky girl, you dare to talk back, your brother and I don't have to get married, you still have to worry about yourself, fierce, sharp teeth, see who dares to ask you!" ”

The touch under his hand was soft and smooth, and Meng Sanshao viciously increased the force on his hand.

His cheeks were torn and painful, and the fog quickly gathered under his eyes uncontrollably, An Ruolan stubbornly refused to cry, staring at his hands while arguing with Meng Sanshao unconvinced.

The two had a falling out.

Zhao Yi appeared in time to save An Ruolan from Meng San's hands, looking at her red cheeks that were pinched, Zhao Yi's eyes were full of distress, and he reproached Meng Sanshao: "Manly man, how can you do it to your daughter's family, do you see what you hurt Lan'er?!" ”

Meng Sanshao also regretted that he was distressed, but he still said stiffly: "This girl has a bad temper, I just teach her a little lesson, and your subordinates are too fussful." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Yi frowned in disagreement, An Ruolan faked crying at the right time, and whined to accuse her unscrupulous cousin of her evil deeds.

Meng Sanshao didn't care about it, propped his chin, and said with a lazy smile: "Whatever you sue, anyway, your cousin can't do anything with me." The slightly raised tail note is very arrogant.

Zhao Yi raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? What about my grandmother and uncle? ”

"Ahem, cough, ahem-" Meng Sanshao was choked by his own saliva, and finally relieved himself, he pretended to be calm and snorted coldly: "It's not a gentleman's work to complain to his parents and elders. ”

"I'm not a gentleman." An Ruolan's eyes lit up, and he shook his head proudly.

Meng Sanshao twitched the corners of his mouth and held his forehead painfully: "The ancients did not deceive me, only women and villains in the world are difficult to raise!" ”

The headache made An Ruolan and Zhao Yi laugh.

In the midst of the joy, the fundraising meeting ended successfully.

Zhao Yi and Meng Sanshao were going to settle the silver taels raised together, and the two were not worried that An Ruolan would stay alone in the private room, so they instructed the chief of the Jin Palace's entourage to send An Ruolan back to the Hou Mansion first, An Ruolan knew that the two of them had something to do, so he nodded and agreed.

The three of them went out of the private room together, and when they went downstairs, they happened to meet Zhong Siye, who was also leaving.

Looking at the man in red who was carried on the mahogany chariot, An Ruolan couldn't take his eyes off it.

This is the person who created the legend of the great mediocre business world.

As she imagined, Zhong Siye looked weak, pale, thin, and his whole body showed that he was weak and sickly, and his slightly picky phoenix eyes seemed to be open, as if he would fall asleep at any time, full of lazy taste.

The face is like a crown of jade, the eyes are like paint, the nose is like a hanging gall, the lips are like spring flowers, the green silk is like a waterfall, and the posture is elegant, this is undoubtedly a beautiful man out of the dust, better than anyone she has ever seen, both men and women.

There was a faint medicinal fragrance lingering on the tip of her nose, fresh and elegant, and An Ruolan knew that it was caused by drinking medicine all year round.

"Fourth master, this is back?" Zhao Yi stepped forward to greet him, with a respectful and polite attitude.

Zhong Siye put his hands in his sleeves, and his bright red and gorgeous clothes made his face more and more pale like snow, he bowed his head, took a light smile, and said softly: "If you are not in good spirits, go back and rest first, and the prince of Jin and the third young master of Meng will take care of it." ”

The phoenix's eyes swept, and her gaze fell on An Ruolan, and her pale lips hooked up a smile. R1152