Qingyu had already taken the dagger, and when she came out and saw this scene, she was apprehensive for a while.

Jiang Lingran took his shoes under the kang, put the dagger into his arms, and said, "Let's go and say hello to Mrs. Hou." Before Qingyu responded, Jiang Lingran had already walked out of the house, and Qingyu hurriedly "belched": "I'm not wearing a cloak." As he spoke, he hurriedly took his cloak and chased him out.

For this mother-in-law, Jiang Lingran in his previous life was both respectful and afraid. She can support the door after the death of the old marquis, run the family business, and raise children, every thing is admirable.

Before getting married, Jiang Lingran was determined to honor her with Meng Zhipei, so that she could enjoy her old age in peace and no longer work hard.

But the day after she got married, Jiang Lingran realized that Mrs. Lao Hou looked down on her very much.

is dissatisfied with her fatherless and motherless, and her life is bitter.

The second uncle who was dissatisfied with her was just a four-grade household servant, who had been in politics for many years without much political achievements, and there was little face among his colleagues.

The third felt that her appearance was too delicate, and she must be enchanting and uneasy in the room, and Meng Zhipei, who would be attracted in the future, lingered on the bed and hollowed out her body, and had no energy to focus on her work.

These heart-wrenching and insulting words were said by Mrs. Hou in front of the servants in the hall when Jiang Lingran knelt down with tea.

It is true that her parents died early, but her father Jiang Fuhang was the general of the second grade Zhenbei before his death, a good general who defended one side, half a step higher than Meng Zhipei, the Marquis of Pingsu from the second grade, and after sacrificing his life for the country, he was posthumously awarded the title of a general who protects the country by the emperor, how admirable and admirable! In the mouth of the old lady, there was only the word bitterness left.

Marquis Meng Zhipei is here, if he really has the talent to enter the picture, he still needs to be recommended by relatives and friends? Oh, not to mention that he is still a child at the age of nineteen, and he didn't even get into Xiucai, and he can't be a martial artist, I'm afraid that only Mrs. Lao Hou dares to use the words "general and in" to describe him!

As for the third article, it is even more inadvertent and ridiculous!

I really can't imagine that these ignorant and fearless words came from the mouth of a noble lady.

After Jiang Lingran heard this, it was difficult to stay for a moment of shame, but Meng Zhipei pressed her shoulders and asked her to be patient, saying that it was not easy for his mother to raise him...

She really endured too much in her previous life, but in the end, what happened to her?

Now that I think about it, it's stupid!

All the way to the upper room, there were five or six little maids standing under the corridor, and when they saw her, they all bowed on their knees, and Jiang Lingran bowed his chin. The side head told Qingyu: "You wait for me here." ”

Qingyu nodded and opened the curtain for Jiang Lingran.

The curtain was opened, and the rich sandalwood fragrance locked in the house ran out, Jiang Lingran smelled, pulled his lips and smiled, a few years ago, Mrs. Hou set up a small Buddha hall in the room, chanting scriptures and worshipping Buddha every day, praying for Meng Zhipei's smooth career, Hou's heirs are rich, and a sincere heart. But she would never have imagined that two years later she would be killed by her precious son!

Slowly came to the small Buddha hall, and saw a woman in a long coat wearing holly embroidered Fulu pattern kneeling on the futon in front of the Buddha shrine, with a thin back and white sideburns.

Jiang Lingran stood three steps behind her, curtsied his knees, and said softly: "Say hello to my mother." ”

Mrs. Hou didn't raise her eyelids, and she didn't seem to hear this request.

Seeing this, Qu Lian, the maid of the old lady who was standing aside, raised a cheerful and sarcastic smile on the corner of her mouth.

Qu Lian's ridicule fell in Jiang Lingran's eyes, she didn't feel funny, she was embarrassed in front of Mrs. Hou, but she was not a maid who could be sarcastically despised and despised her!

Thinking of the self-digging grave that Qu Lian had done in her previous life, Jiang Lingran couldn't help but look at her a few more times.

In the previous life, Mrs. Lao Hou had just died, and Qu Lian and Meng Zhipei couldn't help but burn dry wood in the small tea room behind the mourning hall.

Before this incident, Jiang Lingran had never found out that Qu Lian had such thoughts, at that time she was dead to Meng Zhipei, and she didn't have much trouble watching such filthy scenes, she only felt disgusting. It was Zheng Qingyi, who almost fainted from crying, and after coming back to her senses, she simply sent someone to tie Qu Lian, broke her legs, and sold her to the lowest private kiln.

I heard that he was tortured to death within a few days.

After a long time, Jiang Lingran knew that Qu Lian's life was planted on her head by Zheng Qingyi.

As soon as Mrs. Hou died, she, the "housewife", couldn't wait to drive away Mrs. Hou's personal maid in this way, and she really had a reputation for being narrow-minded and vicious.

Qu Lian was smiling, and met Jiang Lingran's eyes violently, her heart tightened, and she was busy smiling and lowering her eyes.

Jiang Lingran looked at this master and servant, his eyes were cold.

She did not stand respectfully as usual to listen to the lesson, but knelt down with incense, looked at the compassionate Bodhisattva, silently recited the long-cherished wish in her heart, and after a while, the hand holding the incense was handed out.

Zhai Lian was stunned, Jiang Lingran this?

Because Mrs. Hou doesn't like to be disturbed when she worships the Buddha, there is only Zhai Lian waiting in this small Buddha hall, and Jiang Lingran is calling her? !

In this upper room, except for Mrs. Lao Hou, who dares to assign her to do things!

Does this cheap hoof really think she is Mrs. Hou? Obviously, the Hou Ye didn't bother to ask her for a decree, and the old Mrs. Hou was even more disgusted with her, she didn't know it, and dared to come here to be arrogant! Qu Lian was annoyed in her heart, her face was a little cold and hard, and she was reluctant to move as if she had nails under her feet.

Jiang Lingran looked at Qu Lian with a smile.

Qu Lian was also looking at Jiang Lingran, and saw that her eyes were as bright as snow on the ridge of the roof that was reflected in the sun, cold and dazzling.

She held the incense in her hands, the mist of the incense was dizzy, and the vague barrier was in front of her, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was a little unreal weird, which made people think of the ghosts that only haunted in the middle of the night for no reason, Qu Lian shivered, lowered her eyes in a hurry, cut off the sight projected by Jiang Lingran, held her breath and lowered her head to take the incense, and put it into the incense burner.

Jiang Lingran brushed his skirt and got up, and Shi Shiran sat on the circle chair on the side.

Qu Lian looked at Jiang Lingran in shock, she took the wrong medicine today, Mrs. Lao Hou didn't let her sit down, how dare she sit?!

Jiang Lingran ignored Qu Lian's widening eyes, poured herself a cup of tea, raised her eyes to meet the overly sharp gaze of Mrs. Shanghou, she smiled lightly, raised the teacup in her hand, and said, "Does mother want to drink tea?" ”

Mrs. Hou snorted from her nostrils and raised her hand weakly, and Zhai Lian hurriedly stepped forward to hold it. Mrs. Lao Hou couldn't see Jiang Lingran's arrogant energy, and said in a cold and sour voice: "If you have kung fu to be attentive to me, it is better to make some supplements for Pei'er to send to the poetry academy, it is not as easy as dancing a knife and a gun." ”

Jiang Lingran didn't know how much she had heard of this kind of belittling of military generals, in her previous life, she respectfully followed Mrs. Hou, even if she was uncomfortable, she never argued, and now she doesn't have to scruple anymore, but she doesn't bother to refute.

Because she knows all the truth, she really sympathizes with Mrs. Hou.