Zheng Mingyun asked Jiang Wanyu, who was tired of crying, to rest, and talked to the old lady about the banquet in the Pingsu Marquis Mansion.

“... This banquet, my lord and I can't attend it anyway, and the original decision to let Wanyu take the five girls there is no way now. "The Li family obviously doesn't want Jiang Wanyu to get involved in the affairs of the Pingsu Marquis Mansion, if they still insist on letting Jiang Wanyu go, it is deliberately creating a gap between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

Zheng Mingyun is reluctant to let her daughter be taken advantage of by her mother-in-law in the future, and her life will be bumpy.

Thinking about it, he said, "Otherwise, let the five girls go by themselves?" ”

The old lady looked at Zheng Mingyun with a calm face: "How did you have the face to say such a stupid method?" ”

Zheng Mingyun's face stiffened, and he sneered: "Daughter-in-law, this is also in a hurry, and there is no charter." ”

The old lady did not know her thoughts.

Prompting Jiang Shiyun to participate in the banquet three or four times is nothing more than seeing Jiang Lingran drag it back, there is no one of her own in the Hou Mansion, and she has no bottom in her heart.

So I wanted to take advantage of this banquet to let Jiang Shiyun and Meng Zhipei have something happen, so as to facilitate the errand of entering the mansion as a concubine and Jiang Yu as soon as possible.

"Because of a trip to Baoshan, the reputation of the five girls was completely lost. Even if this matter of being a concubine is finalized, she can't take office without seeing it! ”

Seeing that Zheng Mingyun had disapproval on her face, the old lady snorted coldly and warned slightly: "The girl of the Jiang family is also a member of the Jiang family, if you misbehave, it will also be the face of the Jiang family!" ”

"You remember, the Jiang family is all right, and Jiang Yu can be good!"

Zheng Mingyun's mind was seen through by the old lady, and she was a little weak for a while.

Hearing that the old lady meant that she didn't plan to let Jiang Shiyun go to the banquet, and the plan was disrupted again, she couldn't help but be a little impatient.

There is no place to sprinkle in his belly, and he secretly scolds the Pingsu Marquis Mansion for convulsions, and this juncture is holding a banquet for the prostitute, don't you know that he is looking for a scolding?

Even if you die, you have to bring them to the funeral!

Thinking that the current predicament could be solved as long as Jiang Lingran returned home, she complained about Jiang Lingran's selfishness: "If it weren't for the four girls who didn't return, we wouldn't have fallen into such a dilemma." ”

Saying that, his mind moved, and he said: "The Hou Mansion has given enough steps these days, and she should also regress." Why don't you go to Zhuangzi Mother? The four girls are filial to you, and when they see you going in person, they must have followed you back. ”

If Jiang Lingran returned to the Pingsu Marquis Mansion, then it would be logical for them to go to the banquet!

The old lady sneered: "You still don't think it's enough to be embarrassed?" ”

Because of the same situation with the Pingsu Marquis Mansion, the Jiang family really gained a reputation for being cold and unscrupulous.

If you go again now, is it because you don't think it's ugly enough to be scolded?!

Zheng Mingyun listened to the blame in the old lady's words, and became angry: "Why do you blame me?" It's not my idea alone! ”

"Besides, stop at this time, then the efforts you have made these days and the abuse you have endured are not in vain?"

The old lady looked at the greed on her face and sneered: "Then you go to Baoshan to invite someone." ”

Zheng Mingyun, who was choked with a word, turned pale.

scolded secretly in his heart: If the old lady can invite Jiang Lingran back, do you still need to beg you, an old pious woman?

Knowing that he couldn't find any good way to stay here, he casually shook off his handkerchief, excused himself to see Jiang Wanyu, and left Suzhi Zhai.

The old lady sat quietly for a while staring at the cold glass cup in the sunlight, and murmured, "Fourth girl, are you just watching the Jiang family fall into a stalemate with such cold eyes!" ”

"When did you start to become so cold-blooded and selfish!"

These days, the old lady is always pondering Jiang Lingran's thoughts, but she finds that she is becoming more and more unable to see through it.

The maids of the Pingsu Marquis Mansion arranged the front yard and the back yard in an orderly manner.

The atmosphere in the upper room was suffocating.

Mrs. Hou propped one elbow on the large pillow embroidered with five blessings, and her other hand slowly twisted a string of emerald jade Buddha beads, and the jade beads twisted and collided, making a slight crisp sound.

It is particularly clear in the warm pavilion of Cen Lone.

The few maids waiting on the side didn't dare to breathe, and held their breath and hung their heads to shrink their hands and feet, trying to minimize their sense of existence.

The gaze condensed like a knife fell on a few gilded posts on the corner of the table, and he pulled his lips coldly, and said in a leisurely tone: "The eleventh, right?" ”

Mother Song was frightened by the yin owl emanating from Mrs. Hou's body, and she didn't dare to say much, but only replied respectfully with the word "yes".

And these eleven are not ordinary people, I am afraid that they are the number one dignitaries' mansions in the capital, and now they are collectively sending resignation stickers, which shows that they have communicated privately.

For so many years, the Pingsu Marquis Mansion has never been disgraced like this, and it is no wonder that Mrs. Hou is angry.

Qu Lian walked in with this post in her hand and said softly: "Mrs. Hou, this is a post sent by the Wan family." Mrs. Wan said that she had something to do tomorrow and couldn't come. ”

The twelfth!!

Mother Song's heart jumped after listening to Qu Lian's words, and she quickly glanced at Mrs. Hou's expression, which was even more gloomy than just now.

Mrs. Hou stopped twisting the Buddha beads, pinched the turquoise beads in the palm of her hand, looked sharply at the post in Qu Lian's hand, and faintly tore it with her eyes.

Qu Lian's throat and eyes gradually tightened under the gaze of Mrs. Hou, and her scalp became numb.

Holding back the suffocating depression, she raised her eyes to look at Mrs. Lao Hou.

The emaciated cheeks were slightly sunken, the facial features were cold and sharp, and a pair of deep pupils were full of death, Qu Lian's heart trembled, and she took a step back unconsciously, and the post in her hand fell to the ground with a "bang".

Song's mother was also frightened.

But he still took a bold step forward, bowed his waist slightly, and persuaded in a harmonious voice: "There are still two-thirds of the mansions that say they will definitely come." Rest assured, tomorrow's scene will be lively... ”

"Shut up!" Mrs. Hou shouted loudly, and swept the tea cups on the table to the ground.

There was a loud bang.

A bunch of grapes, a few apples, two boxes of snacks, rolling all over the room.

No one cared about picking it up, no one dared to persuade it, and knelt on the ground.

Meng Zhipei came in with a yawn, and was stunned when he saw this scene, and wondered: "What's wrong?" ”

Mrs. Hou's chest rose and fell violently, and she raised her eyes coldly, seeing Meng Zhipei stepping on a vain step and walking in with an overindulgent face.

When Jiang Lingran first entered the door, Meng Zhipei's temperament changed greatly, he didn't leave the house, and he accompanied Jiang Lingran to plant flowers and read books every day, and even those pickled things were kept away.

At that time, although Mrs. Lao Hou felt uncomfortable in her heart, Jiang Lingran monopolized Meng Zhipei, but she was also secretly happy that Meng Zhipei was finally going to take the right path.

But Jiang Lingran has only been out of the house for a few days, and he has reverted to his old ways!

Catching a glimpse of the mark on his neck that he didn't know from the scumbag, Mrs. Hou was extremely irritable in her heart, closed her eyes with restraint, and said coldly: "Get out!" ”

Everyone cleaned up the mess on the ground and retreated.

There are only two mother and son left in the warm pavilion.

Mrs. Lao Hou looked at the bored person sitting next to her, and said in a deep voice: "You went to Zhuangzi several times in succession, why couldn't you pick her up?" ”

Meng Zhipei was a little thirsty, but there was nothing on the table, he wanted to ask someone to bring tea, but when he heard Mrs. Hou's words, he didn't care: "She can live if she wants, my things will always be mine, and she can't run." ”