After Mengyu and his party stood still, they were followed by a group of maids, and the coachman had already driven the carriage to the stable. Mengyu looked like a long ladder towering into the sky, and took a deep breath. In the novel, didn't the ladies of the government all clear the venue directly, and then enter the temple in a gorgeous carriage?

Mengyu was stunned and pointed to the stairs and looked at the old lady and asked, "Grandmother, we don't want to climb up layer by layer, right?" ”

The old lady thought that Mengyu was excited to climb directly when she entered the temple fair for the first time, but she didn't want to be frightened before she boarded, so she replied with a smile: "It's okay, if you can't walk halfway up, you can pay someone to carry the sitting." ”

Mengyu looked around, but didn't see the person carrying the sitting.

Seeing Mengyu's face full of doubts, Mrs. smiled and explained, "Who used a sitter in the first place?" Those palanquin drivers are waiting halfway up the mountain. ”

Mengyu smiled embarrassedly at the old lady and his wife, and thought: It's better to worship ghosts and gods, everyone is going up step by step, otherwise how can it reflect the sincerity of the spirit?

Only then did she think about it, no wonder Zhao Tian's family didn't comb her complicated hair bun for her today, and it was the most convenient to climb the mountain with incense, or it was firm and secure.

While they were still discussing the difficulty of going up the mountain, an old monk came up to them. The old monk was wearing a brightly colored robe, with a compassionate smile on his face, but it gave Mengyu a very formulaic feeling.

"Amitabha. Mr. Lin has not seen him for many days, and his body is as healthy as ever. The old monk said the magic sign with a smile, lowered his head slightly, and bent down. The old lady and the lady hurriedly bowed their heads and saluted, and Mengyu slowed down a little and immediately followed. The old monk glanced at Mengyu, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, as if he couldn't remember who she was. It was inevitable, it is said that she had never been out of the house, and if the old monk had seen her, she would have seen a ghost. Oh, no, she's seen ghosts, well, be careful when you talk in the future.

"Amitabha. This time, I came to bring my old granddaughter to repay my vows. Thank you to the Buddha for blessing her and allowing her to recover. The old lady said reverently.

"Amitabha, the Buddha will bless the blessed." The old monk replied with a smile. Mengyu listened to it beside him, and he couldn't wait to roll his eyes, why, he begged the Buddha and didn't manifest his spirit, but that person was not blessed, so the Buddha didn't bless him? But Dream Yu still stood with a well-behaved face.

"Amitabha. Thank you Master Wuzhi, I came today, I have disturbed me a lot, and I ask the master to forgive me. The old lady also weighed the syntactic number.

"Amitabha. It doesn't matter, the old lady can go up the mountain to worship on her own, the wing room has been prepared, and after the visit, she has a small novice to lead the way. Today, there are nobles in the temple, and ordinary people have been forbidden to go up the mountain, and there is a flower tree behind the women's room, and the lady of your house can watch it freely, and there is no need to be afraid of being bumped into. The old monk bent down and said humbly to the old lady. But Mengyu felt that the old lady at this time was even more humble than this old monk, her waist was really low, and she was not afraid of flashing her waist, so she couldn't help but step forward to help the old lady.

Sure enough, it is a feudalistic society with all kinds of evil, and noble rights are supreme. If they weren't eunuchs, they wouldn't be able to wear this incense today.

The old lady said, "Amitabha." The old monk replied, and then staggered away. The wife stepped forward to help the old lady walk forward, Mengyu looked at the stairs in front of her, took a deep breath, and decided to sincerely climb to the top step by step today.

As soon as he got out of the carriage, the group of people in the Mighty Marquis Mansion that Mengyu saw were all gone. Presumably, when talking to the old monk, they had already begun to climb the stairs. Crawling step by step, at this moment, the results of Mengyu's usual jogging exercise were reflected, which shocked the old lady and his wife, and then their faces were full of relief.

At every step of the stairs, there is a small pavilion in the grove next to it. Each pavilion has a different style and a variety of names. At the beginning of a large section of stairs, Mengyu and his party did not rest, and the little maids and mothers-in-law behind them also took turns carrying bamboo baskets, and they were used to rough work on weekdays, but they looked much more comfortable than the old lady, Mrs. and Miss. When they arrived at the fifth pavilion, the old lady shouted to stop, and the group prepared to go into the pavilion in the grove next to them to rest. The maid who had entered the pavilion in advance to place tea and pastries came out not long after, still carrying the untouched food box in her hand, followed by a strange maid.

Looking at the clothes, it should also be the right-hand man of the master.

The strange maid walked up to the old lady and politely bowed down to say goodbye: "Slave Lan Yu to Mrs. Lin to say goodbye." Then he said with a smile: "The slave maid is the maid in front of the eldest lady of the Mighty Marquis Mansion, and my master is resting in the pavilion." I heard that the old lady and his wife also came to offer incense with the third lady, and specially sent slaves and maids to invite everyone to talk about it in the pavilion. After speaking, he smiled and waited for the old lady's answer.

The old lady heard that the family members of the Weiwu Marquis Mansion were also in the pavilion, and glanced at the wife in surprise, the wife nodded, and the old lady turned her head to look at Mengyu with a complicated expression, and then let Lan Yu lead the way and led everyone into the grove.

When Mengyu saw the pavilion, there were two beautiful women in gorgeous clothes sitting inside. One is obviously dressed as a woman, then she must be the master of Blue Rain, the eldest lady of the Mighty Marquis Mansion. The other is a girl's bun. The three of them in Mengyu and his entourage are speculating whether the unmarried young lady will be Jiang Qinghua, the fourth young lady from the mighty Marquis Mansion.

When the two men in the pavilion saw the old lady, they got up and stood up, their signature smiles on their faces.

The eldest lady walked up to her, blessed the old lady slightly, and said kindly: "I haven't seen the old lady go out for a long time, and I wanted to say that I was going to visit." Today is a coincidence, and our two families came to incense together. ”

"The Buddha said, this time is heavy, all of them are fate, I don't know who this young lady is?" The old lady also took the eldest lady's hand and asked kindly.

"Oh, look at me, I'm so happy I forgot to introduce it." The eldest lady smiled and brought the young lady to the old lady: "This is the fourth young lady of our family, who has stayed in Jiangnan since she was a child and raised by her grandmother's side. I just entered Beijing last year, and it's normal for the old lady not to know me. After speaking, he glanced at Mengyu, patted the fourth young lady Jiang Qinghua's hand, and motioned for her to say hello to the old lady.

"Tsinghua greets the old lady, and wishes the old lady a long and healthy life." Jiang Qinghua obediently lowered his body.

The old lady stretched out her hand and held it slightly. smiled and said: "Looking at how well the girl learns the rules, she is really polite and lovely." Is your old lady in good health? “

Jiang Qinghua's face flushed slightly, and he replied: "The old lady praised it falsely. My grandmother is in good health, and Tsinghua University thanks the old lady for her care. ”

Probably in ancient times, rich and powerful people married beautiful women, so the sons and daughters born were all handsome guys and beauties. Mengyu looked at the beauty in front of her, she was not a delicate Sister Lin like herself, her whole face was full of vitality, and she was only three points similar to the eldest lady standing next to her. Maybe she is more like her father, so her face gives people the impression that she is more heroic.

I didn't expect that bastard to be liked by such a vigorous beauty. Thinking of this, Mengyu's score immediately dropped by a few points. What's the use of looking good? The eyes are not good, everything is a problem. It is conceivable that Li Yanxu has long been classified as a bastard in Mengyu's mind.

Mengyu suddenly heard the old lady also beckoning her to say goodbye to the eldest lady, and Mengyu woke up from her contemplation, and her feelings had already been introduced. Mengyu stepped forward with small steps, and bowed his body in a proper manner: "Mengyu asks for peace to the eldest lady." The eldest lady smiled brightly and helped Mengyu up: "Good boy, get up." Looking at the little blushing, I was tired from climbing the mountain just now. Then he said to Jiang Qinghua: "You are about the same age, go there and sit and talk." What our three elders say, you definitely don't want to hear. After speaking, he began to beckon the old lady and the lady to sit on the round stool in the pavilion, and the maid behind him stepped forward to serve tea.

The old lady nodded, and Mengyu followed the fourth lady Jiang Qinghua to the bench next to the pavilion, where there was already a maid in front of her to wipe the stone bench and put on a soft cushion.

The two young ladies sat down, but they didn't know what to say, they just picked up the tea served by the maid and drank it carefully.

Jiang Qinghua quietly looked at the third young lady in front of him, maybe she was tired from climbing the mountain, her face was rosy with a smile, and she was not as weak and sickly as the outside world said. It's just that his body is really thin, and he hasn't grown yet, and his height is not as good as himself. Looking at Mengyu, Tsinghua remembered the man again.

On that day, she and her mother visited the Li Mansion, and Xu was the man who did not know about it and was practicing swords in the garden at that time. The dancing soft sword was as nimble as a silver serpent, yet fierce. Only after this once, her heart was full of his sword-dancing figure. Later, during a banquet, a domestic Tibetan mastiff accidentally ran out, causing a lot of chaos. The slave and maid of the master's family almost fell into the water because of this, and it was he who disregarded his dignity and humility, and flew out to grab the maid. At that time, a group of their female dependents were on the other side of the river, and she, who had been paying attention to him, also saw such a thrilling scene. She even began to envy the maid he saved, if she was the one who almost fell into the water, I wonder if he would protect her like he saved the maid.

What's even more depressing is why the woman in front of her has been engaged to him so well since she was a child. How can she be worthy of him.

Jiang Qinghua withdrew his gaze from Mengyu, with a complicated expression.

"Sister ......"

"Sister......

Both of them spoke at the same time, but they were both stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter. Maybe it's just a smile that eases the awkward atmosphere a little.

Jiang Qinghua twisted the handkerchief to cover her mouth and asked while smiling, "What pastime does my sister have on weekdays?" After arriving in Beijing last year, I was never lucky enough to see my sister at the flower banquet. ”

"Dream language: I practice calligraphy when I have nothing to do on weekdays." Dream replied

"Then my sister's handwriting must be excellent, right?"

"Sister praises, the words of the dream can only be put in the room to see for yourself, still outside, probably the dog sees it and disdains to step on it." Mengyu remembered that she had been practicing hard for a whole month, and she was helpless.

Mengyu's words made Jiang Qinghua stunned for a moment, and it took a long time to react, and he immediately laughed again. Originally, Jiang Qinghua was not a person with a lot of city government, after all, she was protected by her grandmother since she was a child, and the juniors in Jiangnan Mansion did not dare to bully her, and the arrogant Xingzi was also used to it. Mengyu's words made Tsinghua very interested in her, and those complicated thoughts were much less.

"My sister is too modest, but this metaphor is really ......" Before she finished speaking, she began to laugh again.

Only then did Mengyu realize that he had accidentally said everything in his heart, and he began to feel embarrassed.

"My sister won't laugh at Dream Language, my grandmother knows about it, and Dream Language will be told by my grandmother again."

"Okay, okay, I just don't laugh." Jiang Qinghua suddenly felt that the third young lady in front of him was not at all like the rumors outside. Although she is only a few years younger than her, she is still a cute little girl in love. The house door struggle, she didn't know at all, but Mengyu, who was also born in a family, can have such a xing feeling, presumably her life is also excellent, and the elders are also very fond of her. Thinking that Mengyu had just broken off her engagement with him, she changed from the joy she had when she first heard the news to now began to feel a little sorry and worried for the little girl in front of her.

Mengyu looked at the woman in front of her who slowly faded from joy, and didn't know what she was thinking. Seeing her expression that was open to say and extremely difficult to speak, I wondered if it was related to that bastard Li Yanxu.

Mengyu thought about it, and said in Jiang Qinghua's ear in a voice that only two people could hear: "I heard that my sister said that your mansion intends to marry my sister to Li Gongzi, I don't know if it's true?" "Everyone knows who this Li Gongzi is, but Mengyu asked directly, which is really a bit abrupt.

Jiang Qinghua didn't expect Mengyu to mention that person and say such things in such a situation. His face suddenly became ashamed and sao: "Who is your sister, how can you say this to your sister, it will ruin my reputation." After a pause, he said: "I heard that my sister and him have had a marriage contract since childhood, and the elders in the family have long stopped thinking like this. ”

"No, I don't have a marriage contract with him!" Mengyu said with a disgusted face.

Jiang Qinghua had long known that they had dissolved the marriage contract, but he never knew that such an excellent person could make the little girl in front of him spurn like this. Tsinghua guessed that it must be because of the divorce that made Mengyu resentful of him.

"It is said outside that the marriage was dissolved because of my sister's poor health. I see that my sister is getting better today, but her body is just a little thinner, could it be that there is some misunderstanding? Jiang Qinghua asked tentatively.

"Misunderstanding? No misunderstanding. In the past, I was not in good health, and I was afraid that I would delay the important event of their family inheritance. After all, there are three unfilial pieties, and no queen is great. But the real reason is that he never knew that there was such a person as me, and when he suddenly heard about it, he definitely couldn't accept it. Anyway, I never knew, and I just couldn't accept it. Dream said indifferently.

Jiang Qinghua looked at the expression on Mengyu's face, trying to find something different from it. After watching it for a long time, she was sure that what Mengyu said should be true, unless she underestimated the talent of the little girl in front of her.

"But this will inevitably affect my sister's reputation." Jiang Qinghua said worriedly.

"That's right, the most infuriating thing is that he didn't care about my reputation at all, and said that he would quit the marriage, this person is really hateful." Speaking of hatefulness, Meng's tone suddenly became a little louder, attracting the attention of the elders at the table over there.

The old lady glanced at Mengyu reproachfully, and Mengyu was like a deflated ball, and suddenly she was like a lady again. The eldest lady asked with a smile: "Who made this lovely little girl angry, it won't be your sister Qinghua." ”

Mengyu hurriedly stood up embarrassedly, and replied obediently: "No, no." It's just that Mengyu suddenly remembered a story in the book, and there was a person in it who was really hateful. ”

The eldest lady listened to Mengyu's words, turned her head and said to the old lady: "It seems that the third lady of the Lin Mansion is also a full reader of poetry and books, and she even tells a story so wonderfully. ”

The old lady replied with a smile: "Mrs. Jiang is really ashamed to die of this girl." She's just a joker, reading idle books every day. ”

"Grandmother also entertains people." Mengyu stomped her foot coquettishly.

Immediately, everyone in the audience laughed.

"Alright, we've been in the pavilion for a long time, and it's time to continue. The old lady will sit down first, and we'll see you in the temple later. The eldest lady said goodbye cheerfully.

After all the people in the Mighty Marquis Mansion had left, the old lady began to pull Mengyu and ask them what they had said.

"I didn't say anything, I just said it casually." Mengyu didn't dare to mention that they talked about Li Yanxu, otherwise they would definitely be told by the old lady again.

"Third girl, what do you think of the fourth young lady from the mighty Marquis Mansion? Is it really as outstanding as rumored to be? I don't know how the old lady feels, but she keeps pulling Mengyu to ask about Jiang Qinghua.

"Sister Tsinghua should also be a lover of xing, what is the literary style, the dream language is unknown. Just listening to her, I felt that she should be generous, not a city person. Mengyu thought back to what they had said, and realized that it seemed that she had said too much.

Mrs. Jiang repeatedly inquired about whether the marriage between the third girl and the Li Mansion was really abandoned, and it seemed that their family still intended to marry the Li Mansion. It's just that Yan Xu's kid should be hard-tempered, and he won't necessarily listen to his elders. The marriage of these two families must still be there. The old lady muttered to herself. I don't know if she is regretting for Mengyu that such an excellent husband was robbed.

"Just now Mrs. Jiang said, today's distinguished guest, I'm afraid it's Prince Luo, I don't know if the princess is here alone." Mrs. said thoughtfully.

The old lady thought for a moment and said, "Let's climb the mountain as soon as possible." If the three girls are tired, don't force yourself. “

Mengyu nodded obediently, she was not a fool who liked to go against herself.

After the masters got up, the maids began to pack their things, and the group began to climb the mountain again.