Chapter 012: First Encounter

At the beginning of the heavy snowfall, the branches of Biwa are piled with soft snow, which slowly melts in the bright morning sun, and is clear and dripping.

At the entrance of the Jin State Mansion, the beads are surrounded by greenery, and the rings are swaying. Several women stood on the dan mound, the hairpin rings trembling, and the golden light was shining.

They greeted each other.

"Mother." Jing gave the old lady a salute.

Ling Qingyun followed her mother and shouted, "Grandmother." ”

The old lady looked faint, hummed softly, and did not look at Ling Qingyun's mother and daughter. The last time I went to worship the Buddha, she came back and was sick for several days.

It's just that on her face, you can't see the slightest sickly.

She was not tall, slightly fat, wearing a light gold moire pattern, with a green forged collared long jacket inside, her face was white, and she looked graceful and luxurious.

This old lady is only eight years older than Jing's, and she is only forty-eight this year.

The carriage was ready, and the old lady got into it first.

The second aunt hurriedly went up to serve.

The carriage creaked and walked past the gate of the Jin State Mansion.

Then, everyone got on the bus and went to Chengfu.

"Grandmother doesn't look sick," Ling Qingyun said to her mother on the way, "her face is very good." ”

"This old lady in our family is the most sick, where can her face be accurate?" Mother smiled pointedly.

was a little unhappy, the old lady was about to be "sick" once, and Jing Shi felt her temper.

Ling Qingyun's grandfather, Jin Guogong, is still alive, and he is sixty-eight this year, twenty years older than the old lady in the stepfamily.

Since Ling Qingyun's father died more than ten years ago, his grandfather sent a white-haired man to a black-haired person, and he was too sad and his spirit was sluggish.

Over the years, he devoted himself to studying Buddhism, living in a small courtyard in the back garden, and did not allow his family and subordinates to disturb him.

The old lady was "sick", and her grandfather would back down and coax her in the past. Now, it's no wonder.

Even Jing didn't bother to pay attention to her.

When Jing mentioned the old lady, he was not angry at her actions, and his tone was as flat as if he was saying something that had nothing to do with him.

The old lady's pickiness and difficulty, Jing's has always turned a blind eye. Don't contradict it, ignore it, and don't take the old lady in your eyes at all.

Therefore, the old lady knew that this eldest daughter-in-law was difficult to deal with, and she would not speak ill of her, but she didn't care about Jing's mother and daughter, and she didn't bother to look at them.

"Mother, is she always like this?" Ling Qingyun asked.

Jing shook his head and said, "It's always like this." ”

Then, both mother and daughter smiled helplessly.

Jing also talked about the second aunt: "Your second aunt allowed her two daughters to mess around, and she also had a conflict with her aunts and grandmothers. Seeing that Mrs. Tai woke up, your second aunt herself was frightened first and broke out in a cold sweat.

Unexpectedly, her fever went away because she was in a cold sweat. She said that her whole body was sore, and she just went to worship the Buddha that day and walked a few steps on the mountain road.

After the fever subsided and she rested for another half a month, she was all right. ”

The second aunt blew a cold wind on the mountain, contracted a cold and fever. In addition, she rarely went out in the past, her legs and feet were expensive, and she suddenly walked a few steps on the mountain road, and she was extremely sore.

The illness added to the pain, making her look terrible, thinking that she was seriously ill.

When the fever subsided, she also rested for several days, and her illness was cured.

"That'll be fine." Ling Qingyun said with a smile.

Ling Qingyun thought of the actions of the Cheng sisters again, and felt a deep chill. Mrs. Tai is the grandmother of the Cheng sisters, but they disregard Mrs. Tai's life and death in order to harm Ling Qingyun.

Thinking of this, Ling Qingyun asked her mother: "Mother, is the second aunt at odds with Mrs. Tai?" ”

"It's probably because of the presiding over the feed." Jing's Road.

She had vaguely heard her second aunt complaining.

The second aunt has been a daughter-in-law in the Cheng family for more than ten years, but Mrs. Tai still controls the inner house and refuses to hand over the home to the second aunt.

This made the second aunt resentful.

Ling Qingyun understood, so she nodded.

As she was talking, the carriage suddenly stumbled and threw Ling Qingyun into her mother's arms.

After the carriage fluctuated violently, it stopped.

Jing also hit the wall of the car and knocked his head. Ignoring her pain, she hurriedly hugged her daughter tightly: "Wan'er, where have you ever hit it?" ”

Ling Qingyun shook her head.

Jing lifted the curtain and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

The driver replied, "Grandma, our axle is broken."

They walked for a quarter of an hour, and when they came out of Zhaochifang, they were at the end of a street that was not particularly prosperous. The streets are sparsely populated.

If the axle is broken, it is difficult to repair it at once.

This carriage, which has been used for almost ten years, has been broken down a lot lately, and has been repaired several times. Now that he has just left the house, the axle is broken.

"Grandma, don't get out of the car with the girl." The coachman said to Jing's, "This car can't go, go back and re-set the car, or go to the street to rent a car?" ”

Jing hesitated.

If you go back to set the car, you will have to delay at least two quarters of an hour.

Besides, there is no carriage left at home.

The three carriages of the Jin State Mansion all came out today. The coachman asked this, but he was afraid of Jing's embarrassment.

There are also workshops in the vicinity.

In each workshop, there are various business shops. Although it is not as prosperous as the East Market and the West Market, it can also meet the usual needs.

"Go and see if there's any carriage to rent." Jing said decisively to the coachman.

When Jing went out this time, he didn't take Ling Qingyun's maid, but only took the big maid jade hook in his room and sat in front.

The coachman road is.

The carriage broke its axle and tilted to one side. If one is not careful, the carriage will overturn, and Ling Qingyun wants to get off.

She consulted her mother.

Jing also curled up uncomfortably. Besides, this is the end of the street, and from time to time there are horse-drawn carriages passing by, blocking people's roads.

Don't get off the bus, but if someone is in a hurry and has to go over, you can push the car aside.

So, their mother and daughter got out of the car and waited.

At the beginning of the heavy snowfall, the streets of Shengjing were quite cold. Ling Qingyun wore a newly made cherry purple folded branch begonia pattern and wore a hood on her head.

This street is relatively deserted.

The population of Shengjing was concentrated in the north, close to the imperial city. The south side is sparsely populated and the streets are inaccessible.

The road is not wide with loess tamping, and both sides are planted with locust trees.

The leaves are falling and the branches are barren, and the street is even more deserted and colder.

As soon as they got out of the car, a caravan of horses and horses came in front of them.

It's a coincidence.

There were about five or six carriages, all of which were drawn by four horses, and they were all drawn by Zhu Yinghua, coming this way.

The streets are narrow, and the carriages on the opposite side are spacious.

It happened to be blocked by the Ling family's carriage.

The convoy on the opposite side slowly stopped.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man wearing a navy blue long jacket got out of the carriage behind him, stepped forward with a smile and asked, "Whose carriage is this, why is it parked in the middle of the road?" ”

Jing's eldest maid, Jade Hook, stepped forward and replied to the middle-aged man: "This is the carriage of the Jin State Mansion. Our grandmother and girl went out, the axle broke, and the driver went to hire a car."

The middle-aged man looked over to the carriage.

Ling Qingyun and her mother stood on the left side of the carriage.

"Our grandmother said that if you are in a hurry, help us carry the carriage to the corner, and just go over." Jade Hook said again.

The middle-aged man is a housekeeper, not a master.

He nodded, bowed to Jing's clan to express his gratitude, and then turned back and asked his master.

The second carriage in the convoy, a pair of slender and thin fingers, lifted the curtain.

It's a man's hand.

The fingers are slender, the bones are distinct, and they are fair and slender, and it can be seen that he is sitting in a young man.

The housekeeper discussed with his son-in-law.

The boy just lifted the curtain and didn't get out of the car. He whispered something, then lowered the curtain again, silently.

More reserved than a woman.

The housekeeper walked back to the Jing family.

Jing asked the jade hook to step back and stepped forward to greet the butler.

"This lady is really disrespectful, and wants to move your carriage away." The housekeeper said to Jing's. He was in his forties, tall, neither fat nor thin, and his eyes were bright.

Jing said: "It's okay, it's just that we are in the way." ”

After saying that, Jing took Ling Qingyun and retreated to the tree next to the road. The steward instructed a few attendants to move the Ling family's carriage away.

After moving away, the housekeeper came to thank Jing again, and then the group opened the way and let the group go.

When the second carriage passed by Ling Qingyun and them, Ling Qingyun saw that the curtain of the carriage was half rolled.

Behind the half-rolled curtain, a pair of bright eyes glanced at Ling Qingyun and Jing's.

Ling Qingyun was also looking at him.

The two looked at each other, and he immediately turned his head, his lips pursed slightly.

Ling Qingyun didn't see it clearly.

The carriage passed quickly, and Ling Qingyun only saw the side face of the noble son. The bridge of his nose is high, and his skin is snow-white, which is more delicate than the side of a woman's face.

Good-looking, Ling Qingyun thought to herself.

"Who is it?" Ling Qingyun couldn't help muttering and asked Jing's, "Mother, this is going to Zhaochifang, right?" ”

This road leads directly to Zhaochibo.

Zhaochifang is a relatively remote street at the south gate, and horse-drawn carriages are not very passable, so you will not detour here to other places.

If you take this road, most of them will go to Zhaoikebo.

"It's really going to Zhaochifang." Jing affirmed Ling Qingyun's words, "Look at this pomp, it doesn't look like a person who lives in Zhaochifang. ”

Zhaochifang is backed by a drainage ditch, and there is a peculiar smell when it rains on a cloudy day, but it occupies a noble place, and the price of the house is high.

those who can afford it, but those who don't want to live in it; Those who want to live in it can't afford it.

Therefore, the idle houses in Zhaochifang cannot be sold.

The one next door to the Jin State Mansion moved a few years ago, and now the house is still empty, and it has been empty for several years.

Looking at the carriage just now, it shows that the other party is magnificent, how can he live in Zhaochifang?

As they spoke, the coachman had returned, and had rented the carriage.

Jing explained why the carriage was moved to the side of the road, so he took Ling Qingyun and the maid Jade Hook, took the rented carriage, and went to Cheng's house.

"The eldest aunt and cousin are here!" The sixth aunt and grandmother of the Cheng family were waiting for Jing's mother and daughter at the door.

She was very welcoming.

The aunt and grandmother of the Cheng family are not bad and know what is good or bad.

Ling Qingyun saved Mrs. Tai, and the others said that several aunts and grandmothers were very grateful and regarded her as a benefactor in their hearts.

Jing's family was surrounded by the sixth aunt and grandmother and a few maids and servants, and went to Mrs. Tai's yard.

Before the banquet started, there were many old ladies on Mrs. Tai's side, and Ling Qingyun's grandmother and two aunts and aunts were also there.

Mrs. Cheng was full of praise for Ling Qingyun.

"The cousin is gentle and chaste, there is no need to praise it, everyone knows it." Mrs. Tai smiled and said to the ladies and grandmothers, "But she has learned a good medical skill, but she is a case to be filmed." ”

She told everyone about Ling Qingyun's cure of her illness.

Mrs. Cheng was diagnosed by the imperial doctor at that time to be placed on the board, and relatives and friends heard about it to some extent.

But she was rescued by Ling Qingyun, but it was unbelievable.

"My cousin is amazing."

"It's all taught by Mrs. Ling and Grandma Ling"

"My cousin is very talented."

Everyone politely said a few perfunctory words.

Ling Qingyun's grandmother didn't have a smile on her face, and took a few sips of tea. Her displeasure was not concealed at all.

Mrs. Cheng Jiatai was still praising Ling Qingyun and turned a blind eye.

A moment later, the maid came in and said the table was open.

Everyone got up and went to the front flower hall to take a seat.

"Mother, my cousin and cousin haven't seen it, are they grounded?" Ling Qingyun quietly asked her mother, "The second aunt is not here either." ”

No wonder her grandmother had a cold face.

Jing smiled.

Her smile is bright and bright, quietly blooming.

"Of course." Jing said with a smile.

There is no reason, Jing's is in a good mood.

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