The maids in each courtyard explained the situation.

The lid of the teacup in Mama Du's hand knocked on the rim of the cup one by one.

The maid standing next to her said,

"What do you think, how are these young ladies of the Jiang family?"

Mama Du glanced at the dulcimer,

"What do you say?"

Yangqin has been dependent on Mama Du in the palace for many years, and she is already half of Mama Du's goddaughter.

I didn't have such scruples when I spoke in front of Mama Du, so I said bluntly,

"The four young ladies are not the same character, but from the point of view of the moment, the fourth young lady's response is the most decent."

Mama Du put the teacup on the table, closed her eyes, and turned the beads on her wrist.

"In my opinion, these young ladies don't look like the Jiang family."

Yangqin said curiously,

"What do you mean?"

Mama Du said,

"Bring up the jade Ruyi that Miss Fourth gave me today."

The maid immediately brought the jade ruyi up.

opened the box and showed it to the dulcimer, and the dulcimer couldn't help but be a little amazed.

"Fourth Miss actually gave you such a heavy gift?"

Mama Du closed her eyes and turned the beads and said,

"Do you know how the Jiang family made their fortune?"

The dulcimer heard a little, but he also said immediately,

"I want to hear about it."

Mama Du told the story,

"Although the Jiang family is from Hezhou, the border pass, it is the most famous family in Chang'an, and it is also quite close to countless princes' families.

"When the Jokhang was founded, the ancestors of the Jiang family pretended to join the enemy camp as a military advisor, suffered infamy and humiliation, endured humiliation, and finally rebelled against the enemy army for Emperor Taizu of the Jokhang Dynasty, but his head hung outside the enemy army for half a month, repaying the country with blood, and there was no corpse."

"However, the children and grandchildren of the ancestors of the Jiang family did not want Emperor Taizu's reward at that time, and only said that those who protect the world are cheap and responsible. said that saving the country is the great task of the world, and doing its duty is not to ask for a marquis to worship the prime minister. And if the blood of the ancestors is exchanged for glory and wealth, it will only tarnish the will of the ancestors. ”

Although the dulcimer knew that the Jiang family had made meritorious contributions when the Zhao Dynasty was founded, he did not know that it was such a meritorious service.

Mama Du is still unhurried, her voice is gentle,

At that time, the Manchu Dynasty was shocked, and Emperor Taizu of the Jokhang Dynasty was moved, cut his fingers on the spot and wrote a plaque, and gave a pair of "Blue Blood Dan Heart Jiang Endless" to the Jiang family in blood. ”

"From now on, as long as you say that you are the Jiang family, you can let others look at it, after all, the Jiang family's fierce bones are strong, and who doesn't know about Dazhao, who doesn't know?"

"Up to now, every year the imperial court will give rewards to the Jiang family, as well as holy decrees. Even if no one in the Jiang family is an official, it is also a court that everyone looks up to and does not dare to despise. It can be said that as long as the Jokhang court is still in existence, the Jiang family will never have the possibility of falling. ”

Mama Du looked up at the dulcimer,

"After all, this is what Emperor Taizu personally said and wrote by himself, who would dare to disobey the founding ancestor of the Jokhang Dynasty?"

After hearing this, the dulcimer recalled the true meaning of this "blue blood pill heart river endlessly".

It turns out that it is not just that loyalty is as endless as a river.

is also assuring the Jiang family that as long as their loyalty to Dazhao is still one day, the Jiang family has no possibility of "resting".

Mama Du's eyes drooped, half-covering her pupils,

"This is also the reason why the Queen Mother values the Jiang family and asked me to come to the Jiang family to have a look."

Mama Du opened her eyes and looked at the dulcimer, she gently tapped on the box containing jade Ruyi,

"But look at it, as far as you see in front of you, which of these four young ladies shows the spirit of the Jiang family?"

"The second lady knelt down and bowed when she saw me for the first time, and tried to get close to me with clever words, but I was just a slave, and she also groveled to me because of interests. I gave her pastries, and in order to please me, she forced them on, and sent slaves and maids to please me, inform me, and show me all kinds of favor. ”

Mama Du's gaze turned to Yu Ruyi,

"The fourth lady gave me this jade Ruyi, which is so precious that it doesn't look like a return gift, and the weight of this gift is not commensurate with our relationship, to say that it sounds good, it is that she respects me, and it is not good, but it is a bribe and a flattery."

"There are still gifts, but it's a pity that I didn't really understand the meaning of the pastry I gave her, and I lost my style."

Mama Du looked away, her eyes were as calm as a pool,

"And it's too impetuous."

Mama Du asked the dulcimer,

"Do you think these two young ladies who are eager for quick success have the bearing of the Jiang family?"

Yangqin looked at Mama Du's gaze, and hurriedly bowed her head and said,

"It's the dulcimer that is short-sighted."

Mama Du said leisurely,

"You're not short-sighted, it's really Miss Fourth who is doing the best in front of you. If I don't talk about the situation in the yard, just say that I can see it myself, and she did a decent job. And there is a grandmother who has such a city to teach, and sooner or later she will be able to calm down some impetuousness. ”

The dulcimer asked curiously,

"What about Miss Three and Miss Seven? What does Mama think? ”

Mama Du shook her head,

"The third lady is too naïve, and her mother is not atmospheric enough, she just wants to go out and not talk nonsense, and others don't show flaws when asked, although she is kind-hearted, she can't make corresponding countermeasures, she is too childish and difficult to take on big responsibilities."

Mama Du picked up the tea again,

"As for the fourth lady, she was too silent and withdrawn to speak in a big way, and she was the only one who didn't do anything after eating the pastry. It's not like a person who can get on the big stage. ”

"When talking and laughing in the hall today, she is the only one who is silent, and she walks quietly, too withdrawn, and does not have the bearing of everyone's ladies."

Yangqin said curiously,

"Whose name has that grandma now set to be recorded in the big sect to marry?"

Mama Du said calmly,

"What's the hurry, what I see now may not be what I want to see, I can only say what they want me to see."

Her slightly drooping eyes narrowed, revealing a glimmer of light,

"Perhaps, the last choice is what I say is useless."

Mama Du looked at the peach blossoms outside the door, the birds outside the door were chirping, and her voice seemed to be a little quieter.

"But one of these young ladies is always going to be recorded in the name of the great lady of the Jiang family, and sooner or later it will be the person who will call the master when we meet."

Yangqin Road,

"But there is already a young lady named Shuyun in the big sect, why do you still accept the daughter of the sect as a concubine?"

Mama Du smiled,

"Although the Jiang family will never stop, if you don't plan for yourself at all, sooner or later you will be taken care of, and the best way for the Jiang family, who has no official and no title, to gain a firm foothold, is to marry Gaomen."

"But the concubines of the Jiang family are the bottom line of the Jiang family, and the real concubines do not marry, which is a sign that the Jiang family is not involved in the court, and marrying other daughters is just to make the villain jealous and dare not persecute them. But if you marry those daughters as concubines, will it be difficult for those high-ranking families to marry? ”

The dulcimer suddenly realized, and added tea to Mama Du,

"When is Mama going to start teaching a few young ladies etiquette?"

Mama Du took the teacup and said,

"Now, I have just moved into Jiangfu, and everything has not settled down, so let's talk about it in two or three days."

———————

Chen's Palace

Wen Guqi got out of the carriage and went straight into the mansion.

All the way over, the subordinates were busy saluting,

"The prince of the world."

"Lord Shizi."

Wen Guqi returned to Huaixu Courtyard.

I don't know why, the people in the courtyard always feel that today's prince is like being oozing with cold air.

The subordinates were also surprised that the prince had become harmonious and easy to get along with, although he still talked little, but he was tolerant and gentle to the subordinates.

It's just that he hasn't been happy for long, and the prince seems to have changed back to that cold god.

Wen Guqi raised his legs and entered the room, and glanced around the room, where there was also a Tokyo Menghualu on the table, pressed with a paperweight, indicating that the book was still being read just now.

Wen Guqi sat down, picked up the book, folded a corner casually, and put it aside.

"Ode."

"During these days, there is something big happening in the house?"

Songjuan wondered,

"Lord Shizi, you have been in the mansion, presumably you know much more about the situation in the mansion than the slaves, and the slaves must be missing arms and legs, not all."

Wen Guqi raised his cold eyes, and the cold sweat of Song Juan came down in an instant.

It seems that the son of the world is in a bad mood today.

An inexplicable sense of familiarity spread through the heart of the song.

Although the son in front of him was not gentle, he felt a sense of peace of mind for no reason.

"There are no major events happening these days, if it weren't for that, it would have been a big deal if you were sick yesterday."

Wen Guqi didn't ask again, but fell silent again.

Song Juan looked at his own cold prince, thinking of the kindness of the prince of the world these days, I don't know why, I actually dared to ask,

"But what bad things happened to the son of the world?"

When Wen Guqi heard this, he raised his eyes expressionlessly and glanced at the scroll.

Songmaki swallowed nervously.

Even if he has followed the prince since he was a child, he is often worried, and the prince is expressionless, which is much more terrifying than having an expression.

Wen Guqi seemed to have thought of something, and he said slowly in a gentle tone,

"Good."

Song Juan saw Wen Guqi's vague smile, and felt more and more mad.

When the prince was angry, didn't he laugh so sarcastically, and then laugh and say "very good"?

It's just that the other party has to suffer the next day.

For example, Chen Jing's son robbed his son's Yujue to play, and the prince smiled and gritted his teeth and said very good.

The next day, Chen Gongzi raised a lame bird for a month, and pecked Chen Gongzi.

Chen Gongzi took the birdcage and released the bird with teary eyes, choking in his mouth that it was just a use. A handful of bitter tears looked at the fat birds and sparrows that fell one by one, fluttered and flew desperately.

But he didn't know that Shizi showed a satisfied smile next to him.

For example, Miss Lu stood outside the screen when the prince was bathing, forcing the prince to not come out, so she had to listen to Miss Lu's confession.

Miss Lu looked at the reflection on the other side of the screen shyly and asked, "Does my cousin like this love poem?" ”

The reflection of the prince was motionless, and the water sparkled on the screen and on the smooth back of the prince.

The fog is misty, and across a screen is Miss Lu.

It looks like it's lingering.

Songjuan heard a very soft laugh, as well as the prince of the world's "very good".

Those who don't know the son of the world will only think it is praise.

Miss Lu bowed her head and smiled even more shyly.

But Song Roll was creepy at the moment, and he sweated for Miss Lu, and seemed to be able to see the hideous face of the prince on the other side of the screen.

Sure enough, not long after, I heard that Miss Lu was found plagiarizing and stealing poems at the poetry meeting, and was confined to the house by the Lu family.

In short, no matter what time it is, the prince is so seemingly smiling, and adding a "very good", it is unlikely that anything good will happen.

Every time I think of the prince of the world, the look that seems to be smiling and the sentence "very good"

It's all creepy, like a man's back.

It's just a demon smiling, and Hades said yes.

And the appearance of Miss Lu and Chen Gongzi crying bitterly came to mind.

Song curled his teeth and fought, and asked tremblingly,

"Lord Shizi, what is it that is not going well that bothers you?"

Wen Guqi raised his head, suppressed his smile, and said coldly,

"Nope."

He asked rhetorically,

"You're idle?"

Oto: "........."

No... Not idle!

And in the main courtyard of the royal palace.

Li was very surprised when he heard the report of his subordinates, and he couldn't believe it.

"You... Do you mean that the prince went out wearing the clothes I gave him? ”

The maid was busy flattering,

"It's true, the green bamboo coat that the prince is wearing today, with a white robe inside, is a gentleman, a dragon and a phoenix, and the slave has never seen such a high-spirited son."

"Only then did I know that it turned out that the prince of the world was so suitable and elegantly dressed, and it was all your credit, if you hadn't given such clothes, how could you see the son of the world have this side?"

Although the maid was a sycophant, Li did not feel disgusted.

Li couldn't help but think of Wen Guqi wearing that dress in his mind.

If... If only I could see it with my own eyes.

Li's eyes were a little dazed, and he was in a worried mood, but he carried a bit of hope that he shouldn't have.

Slowly clenched the gold-woven embroidered handkerchief in his hand.

Shizi ...... Is this the beginning of accepting yourself?

Willing to eat her cooking, willing to wear the clothes she sent.

If you are still as distant as you were before, how can you accept this?

In Lee's mind, his former vision slowly emerged.

As imagined, she squatted down, dressed the little child in the clothes she had made herself, patted the dust off his shoulders for him, and told him with a gentle smile that his mother was waiting for him at home.

But in fact, the child, whose back has been straightened since she was a child, never looked at her.

I never took care of her motherly heart.

always coldly ordered her subordinates to return the clothes she had made with her own hands as they were.

She sent it once, he sent it once, and when he was young, even if the old clothes were torn, he was unwilling to accept the clothes she sent.

Since then, she has also had to let the embroidery girls in the house take full responsibility for the weaving of Shizi's clothes.

The son of the world is now willing to wear the clothes she sent.

It's a hope she had imagined thousands of times, but now she doesn't dare to think about it anymore.

Li's eyes couldn't help but turn a little red.

Li lowered her eyes, not letting people see the moist corners of her eyes,

"Did the prince drink the porridge that was sent yesterday morning?"

"Back to the princess's words, the prince drank it."

Lee's breathing slowed, pressing down on the choked throat of his throat,

"Good..."

"There is a reward, and there is a reward for the whole house today!"