Chapter Ninety-Seven: A Cart of Furs
"I'm going to marry Jiajia, not that vulgar Yan Zhenzhen." Yao Qingyun emphasized on the side, and at the same time he showed a look of deep hatred: "You see that she beat Yonghui all over his body. ”
"Alright, get out!" Mrs. Yao shouted with a cold face: "If you dare to break into your parents' inner room again, I will ask your father to grounded you at home, and then let you out when Yan Jiajia gets married." ”
As soon as these words came out, Yao Qingyun's expression froze, he knew better than anyone that if he angered his parents, it would be that Yan Jiajia agreed to marry him, and the Yan family agreed to this marriage, and he couldn't marry Yan Jiajia into the door, he quickly lowered his tone: "Mother, I really just want to marry Jiajia, if I don't marry Jiajia, I don't want to marry Jiajia, my heart belongs to Jiajia, others are as beautiful as flowers, or immortals, I won't take a look." ”
"It's that you want to marry a celestial immortal, a dragon girl, you can do it if you want to?" Mrs. Yao's face was a little colder, and she turned her back and didn't look at her son: "Get out!" ”
"Madam, you dissipate your anger, Qingyun and I will go to the study to talk." Dingguo Gong appeased his wife, and seeing that it was fruitless to appease his wife, he turned his head and shouted to Yao Qingyun: "Evil obstacles, look at your mother's anger, don't you apologize to your mother?" ”
Yao Qingyun hurriedly apologized to her mother, and Mrs. Yao's face softened a little: "The matter between you and Jiajia is worse than Minglu, you meddle indiscriminately, aren't you afraid of self-defeating?" In the future, it is your own reason that you will not be able to marry someone, I hope you don't complain. ”
At these words, Yao Qingyun was directly a little dumbfounded, how could he not marry him? Without waiting for him to understand, Dingguo Gong gestured to him: "Come to the study, I want to test your homework." ”
When Yao Qingyun followed Dingguo Gong with a puzzled face,
Grandma Zhang flashed out from the side.
When Mrs. Yao saw her, she was angry: "You don't know who stopped the son, who taught him the rules to break into his parents' inner room?" ”
"Ouch, madam, the old slave was pointed out to the garden by you, where is the old slave's legs and feet, and when the old slave comes back, he will come in." Grandma Zhang helped Mrs. Yao to sit down: "Or, madam, you let the old slave go out to Zhuangzi to retire, lest the old slave always do a bad job and make you angry." ”
Hearing this, Mrs. Yao glanced at her with disgust: "I just said that the stinky boy was unruly, and I didn't say anything about you." ”
Grandma Zhang smiled with her: "Where is the old slave willing to retire?" The old slave will stay with his wife until he dislikes him. ”
"Did you find out the details of that day's poetry meeting?" Mrs. Yao asked: "Qingyun is rude and rude in every sentence of Miss Yan San, how do I feel that Miss Yan San is not at all different from what he said." ”
"The prince instructed that Qin Yonghui to give Miss Yan San no face outside the gate of Xiliuyuan, and then Miss Yan San's performance was remarkable, in addition to being straightforward and spicy, the old slave felt that Miss Yan was straightforward and cute, but the old slave inquired about another thing, which was very interesting." Seeing that Mrs. Yao showed an interested expression, Grandma Zhang continued: "The old slave inquired with the person in charge of the garden, Miss Yan San left the carriage for Miss Yan Er, and Miss Yan Er found a family to hide the carriage, madam, do you say it is interesting?" ”
Tibetan carriage? Mrs. Yao showed a thoughtful expression: "It's really interesting, do you have anything else?" ”
"His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince ordered a large cart of furs from our family's leather shop and sent them to Yan's house." Grandma Zhang leaned into Mrs. Yao's ear and whispered this crucial sentence to her.
"You must remember not to say this to anyone, and call the person who goes to inquire about the matter, keep his mouth shut, and don't get into trouble." Mrs. Yao stood up and walked back and forth in the house twice: "Hurry up and do it, don't know about it." ”
A subordinate of the Five Princes' Mansion knocked on the door of the Yan Mansion with the name of the Five Princes, and sent a cart of furs into the Yan Mansion.
This cart of fur is really eye-catching, and soon a circle of people came over and pointed: "This is a white fox skin." ”
"It's a rabbit skin and a fire fox skin."
"There are three ...... colors of rat skin"
Grandma Lin, who soon heard the news, saw a large group of people surrounding the fur and scolded: "You don't work, do you?" What to see around here? Itchy skin? Do you want to collect it from all of you? ”
The subordinates hurriedly retreated: "Grandma Lin, where did someone send fur in June?" I'm afraid this doesn't have a grudge against our family, right? ”
"What nonsense? This is sent by the Five Princes' Mansion! ”
"Madame is here, don't talk nonsense......"
Mrs. Yan, who came to the house, stepped forward and touched the fur in the car, and flipped it over: "Grandma Lin, it is a strange thing to send fur to the door this summer, everyone should be curious, you call two people to send it to the Lan Hall." ”
Grandma Lin squatted and saluted: "Madam, the old slave will be sent over." She beckoned, and the two rough mothers-in-law stepped forward to push the cart: "Send it to the Lan Hall." ”
"Madam, these furs are brightly colored, which is more suitable for the ladies in the house." Grandma Lin followed Mrs. Yan's side: "Why don't you receive it in the treasury and distribute it to the ladies when the season comes?" ”
"The five princes sent it, let's give it to them directly, lest they say that my mistress is mean at that time." Mrs. Yan said: "I saw that these furs were roughly purchased in five parts, and the fifth prince is really a careful person, he is actually impartial, Grandma Lin, you are here to do this." ”
It didn't take long for five pelts to be delivered to the various ladies.
The five golden flowers of Yanfu reflect differently, Yan Zhenzhen looked at a pile of various colored furs, her expression was inexplicable, she wanted to laugh: "This is sent by my mother?" ”
Chunyun said: "It was sent to the house by His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince today." ”
"That Rong Jingyu? He? Yan Zhenzhen pointed to her head and said speechlessly: "Is there something wrong with that guy here?" Looking at the world, does anyone give away fur in the summer? ”
"Miss, don't say anything when you go out, His Royal Highness the Five Princes is the most favored son of the Holy One, and I heard that he has the highest call for reaching the top." Xia Yun said: "Even the crown prince's limelight is not as good as His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince." ”
"The slave maid heard that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was sick and crooked, and his body fell down as soon as the wind blew, and he didn't even show his face all the year round, and there were always a few days of bedridden for ten days and a half months, and I heard that he would not live long." Dongyun's temperament jumped out, and seeing that Yan Zhenzhen was interested in listening, he immediately poured beans into a bamboo tube he knew.
"I've also heard of this frail prince, but I've heard others praise him, how did he become dying?" Yan Zhenzhen said curiously.
She remembered that when the senior brothers mentioned the prince, they all said that the prince actually cared about the people and loved the people like a son.
"Miss, this-the slaves don't know, the slaves and maids haven't seen the prince, and it is rumored that this prince will die soon, so it may be true." Qiu Yun spread out all the furs he had divided: "Miss, come and see what these furs can do." ”