At the beginning of February, Master Zhou sent a fast horse to deliver a letter to his family, which said that Aunt Lin gave birth to a daughter, and the mother and daughter were safe.

Fu Yunshen wrote a reply, and wrote the name that had already been given on the red paper, and sandwiched it into the letter, and the name was taken from the word Jinghao, which was given by Zhou Jingrong.

Fu Yunshen showed the reply letter to Zhou Jingrong, Zhou Jingrong read it, and added a sentence at the end of the letter: Dad, keep up the good work, both children and daughters, and also drew an expression of struggle.

Fu Yunshen shook his head helplessly, other people's families are parents urging their children to have children, but Master Zhou was urged to give birth by his own daughter, I really don't know what kind of mood he will feel when he sees this letter.

On the twelfth, the Flower Dynasty Festival.

The custom in Daxia Jingzhong is to go out to enjoy the flowers on this day, but Zhou Jingrong is incompetent in understanding this custom.

At this time, it is still cold, the river has just thawed, although there are green grass sprouts, but how can there be flowers to appreciate?

However, when she came to Beijing, Zhou Jingrong couldn't live as casually as she did in Puhe County, she wanted to be a virtuous helper, and she wanted to communicate with those officials and wives.

It just so happens that Fu Raohua is also there, so it's not bad to take her out for a while.

Even Fu Chunhua and Gan Tang, who have been cats for a winter, have lifted the ban, and they plan to travel together with high interest.

So on this day, the daughters of the Fu family traveled mightily.

They came to Chunjiang Lake, although it was cold in spring, but because there were many people here, they didn't feel cold.

Zhou Jingrong looked around, and saw women dressed up everywhere.

They wore light spring shirts that showed their posture, and they shook the beaded light yarn fan in their hands, and gathered together in twos and threes, smiling smartly.

Zhou Jingrong finally knew what kind of flowers were being rewarded in this flower festival, not flowers, but beautiful flowers!

She looked at herself, she was wearing a thick cloak, and she was holding a hand stove in her hand hidden inside, she couldn't help but be very embarrassed, she was dragging the army of beauties back, right?

Suddenly, I heard Fu Raohua ask Fu Chunhua: "Sister, what is the place on the other side of the lake, many people have passed!" ”

Although Fu Chunhua lived in Beijing when he was young, many memories of this place were blurred, and he shook his head and said, "I don't know." ”

Zhou Jingrong heard the words and looked over, she had been here during the Shangsi Festival last year, and she knew a lot about this place, so she explained: "Opposite is the Huxin Pavilion, there is a plum garden over there, although it is called the plum garden, but there are all kinds of flowers, everyone should go to enjoy the flowers, let's go and see it!" ”

Fu Raohua immediately said happily: "Hmm! ”

When they came to the plum garden, they saw many women cutting paper, cutting colorful paper into various beautiful flower shapes and hanging them on the trees.

Fu Raohua looked around excitedly, she was already good at paper-cutting, although she didn't know why everyone did this, but she also asked the maid for scissors and paper, and learned from the appearance of others, and cut the pattern with great interest.

Gan Tang asked curiously, "What are they doing?" ”

Zhou Jingrong didn't know either, so he shook his head.

Fu Chunhua still remembered this, so he explained to a few people: "The girls cut ribbon paper and hung it on the tree, which is called appreciating red, which is the custom of the Flower Dynasty Festival in Beijing." ”

Gan Tang nodded: "Oh, so that's the case, but it's different from the customs of our Puhe." ”

The Flower Dynasty Festival in Puhe County is also very lively, but there is no such event as red viewing.

On this day, the girls will make some flower-shaped trinkets themselves, put hairpins on their heads, or wear them on their bodies, and then go out in groups to see the procession dressed as flower gods.

Zhou Jingrong suddenly burst out laughing, and quietly bit his ear with Gan Tang: "Sister-in-law, where did you say that this custom came from?" ”

Gan Tang shook his head blankly: "I don't know, you know?" ”

Zhou Jingrong bent her eyebrows and smiled: "It's cold and freezing, and there are no flowers to appreciate, so I can only cut the flowers and enjoy them myself!" ”

Zhou Jingrong's explanation was funny, but it sounded very reasonable, and Gan Tang, who had never been smiling, couldn't help but laugh with her.

The two were talking and laughing, and there was a woman next to them who heard Gan Tang's question, and looked Gan Tang up and down from the corner of her eye, and said disdainfully: "I don't know where the soil buns came from, and I don't even know the custom of appreciating red." ”

The female relatives beside the woman saw Zhou Jingrong and hurriedly said: "Shhh, be quiet, that's a friend of the crown princess, you can't afford to be offended, have you forgotten about being kicked out by the crown princess last time?" ”

It turned out that the woman was the one who was kicked out by Yu Chirou at Wei Chirou's birthday banquet before because of her sarcasm at Zhou Jingrong.

She frowned slightly, and was about to speak, when she suddenly heard a sneer behind her: "What princess, aren't you still married, don't you scream." ”

When they looked back, it was Wei Chijing.

Wei Chijing is Wei Chirou's own sister, she said this, which inevitably made people murmur in her heart, but after thinking about it, she felt that she was reasonable.

Yu Chirou is a quasi-crown princess, but she has never been married yet, who knows if she can get to that position in the end.

Besides, Zhou Jingrong is not the crown princess, but she is just a friend of the crown princess Wei Chirou, and now that Yu Chirou is not here, what do they have to be afraid of.

was provoked by Wei Chijing for a moment, the woman became more and more unscrupulous, and several women led by her did not care about Zhou Jingrong and the others by her side at all, laughing loudly, laughing loudly, and laughing at the daughter of the Fu family for being a woman in a mountain village with shallow knowledge.

Their voices were very loud, and Gan Tang naturally heard them, his face turned pale with shame, and he clenched the handkerchief in his hand.

Fu Chunhua is a short-term protector, and when he saw that Gan Tang couldn't hang it on his face, he was also very angry.

But she was afraid that tearing her face with these people would damage her family's reputation, so she could only hold back her anger and explain to the woman who laughed at Gan Tang: "This girl, the customs of the Flower Dynasty Festival in our hometown are different from those in Beijing, so I asked this question. ”

But those women were still laughing to themselves, ignoring Fu Chunhua at all, as if they hadn't heard her words, which made her quite embarrassed.

Zhou Jingrong is not as tolerant as Fu Chunhua, and she is not as much as she thinks, of course she has to step on it back if she is bullied, this is legitimate defense!

Zhou Jingrong asked the woman, "Do you know the geometry of the territory of the Xia Dynasty, and how far apart is the north and south?" ”

The woman was caught off guard by the question, and was stunned for a moment: "What did you say?" ”

Zhou Jingrong sneered and looked at her contemptuously: "The Xia Dynasty is vast, and there are tens of thousands of miles from the southernmost part to the northernmost place. Because of this long distance, the temperature in each place is different, the soil is different, the water quality is different, and the plants grown are naturally different. As the saying goes, people take food as the sky, and people from all walks of life are not even the most basic things to eat, so the clothing, culture, customs, and habits are not the same, isn't it normal? Is it true that as long as someone is different from you, they are all dirt buns? In this way, your knowledge is only speculation, and your thinking is so narrow-minded, that you dare to speak falsely, who gave you the courage? You are ignorant and shallow, and you are still arguing and slandering others behind your back, and you are even more misbehaving! ”

The woman's face turned red by Zhou Jingrong's words, and she was speechless.

It was she who provoked first, but now she fell behind in the argument, although she was unwilling, she couldn't shamelessly scold the street with Zhou Jingrong and fight with the shrew.

So she was so angry and anxious that she couldn't speak, and in the end it was her friends who helped her make a round and pulled her away.

As soon as the noise subsided, another lady stepped forward and presented some colored paper to Zhou Jingrong, and her tone was quite flattering: "Mrs. Fu, don't be with that general knowledge that is not long-sighted, beware of hurting your own body when you are angry." It's a good day, so you can cut a few flowers and hang them on the branches for a good omen. ”

Zhou Jingrong generously refused: "I don't know how to cut paper." ”

She was bright and fair, but these words fell into the ears of others, and they aroused a heart of good things to watch the excitement.

Look at her righteous words, I thought she was very capable, but I didn't expect that she couldn't even cut paper!

The woman's face was a little embarrassed when she heard Zhou Jingrong say this, but she quickly reacted: "It's me who is abrupt, how can I do it yourself, I'll help you cut it, you just need to hang it." ”

Zhou Jingrong looked straight at the woman, her eyes were calm, her clear but sharp gaze was like a sword hitting people's hearts, and the smile on the woman's face was almost unbearable.

Zhou Jingrong knows very well that this person seems to be relieving her, but if she responds, I am afraid that it will be spread everywhere in Beijing tomorrow, and the wife of Shaoqing of Dali Temple can't even cut paper, and she has to do it for others, which really makes people laugh off their big teeth.

Compared with the idiot just now who only yelled and couldn't get along with her on the surface, this one who stabbed the knife quietly and secretly was a good person.

Zhou Jingrong sighed in her heart, why can't you get along with them one or two today?

Come to think of it, Fu Raohua is a fresh face, Fu Chunhua and Gan Tang rarely go out, so these people are coming for her.

Could it be that last time at Yu Chirou's birthday banquet, because Yu Chirou helped her out, these people didn't like her, so they took turns to rectify her?

Seeing that Zhou Jingrong didn't speak, the woman thought she agreed, so she planned to start cutting patterns.

Zhou Jingrong suddenly stretched out his hand to her: "Take it." ”

The woman was a little surprised and a little embarrassed: "This ......"

Zhou Jingrong ignored her and took the colored paper directly.

She doesn't know how to cut paper, but she can draw, isn't it the same when she's done.

So, Zhou Jingrong found a nearby stone table and painted on the spot.

Seeing that she was like a god, swaying freely, and so serious, people who originally wanted to see jokes also put away their contempt.

The flowers cut by the woman next to her are all flat, but what Zhou Jingrong painted is three-dimensional, and then cut it according to the traces, this paper flower is embellished on the branch, and people who don't know really think that the tree is blooming!

Fu Raohua looked at the flowers that Zhou Jingrong drew that could be fake, and then looked at the flowers she cut, and said enviously: "Second sister-in-law, the flowers you painted are like the real ones, much better than those paper-cuts!" ”

The woman was also very sleek, and praised enthusiastically: "Mrs. Fu is worthy of being a painter appointed by His Majesty, and her painting skills are so exquisite, she is really everyone!" ”

She looked so sincere, as if it wasn't her who wanted to make Zhou Jingrong ugly just now, Zhou Jingrong rolled her eyes in her heart.