Ten-year-old Jiang Xinyao has not changed much, only her body has grown a lot taller. The fleshy face has baby fat, and the pupils on the white porcelain-like face are sheared, sparkling, and extremely moving.

In the past five years, she and Jiang Zhen have never left the town.

The Jiang Mansion sent gifts every New Year's Day, all of which were some good clothes and food, which had never been interrupted for five years.

Jiang Hongjian, Jiang Hongsheng came to ask for peace every year on Chinese New Year's Eve. The old man was in a good mood, so he showed up and saw him for a few minutes; If you are in a bad mood and don't even want to show your face, you will send the person away.

Jiang Xinyao felt that she had nothing to say to her cheap father, so she was naturally happy to hide behind her grandfather, saying that she couldn't get sick.

My wife often wrote letters, the contents of which were generally as follows.

First of all, it is reported that under her leadership, the Jiang Mansion is flourishing and thriving; reminisce about the hard years of being with the master through thick and thin; In the end, he euphemistically expressed his longing for the lord and hoped to reunite as soon as possible.

It's a pity that Jiang Zhen didn't even bother to raise his eyelids when he saw that it was her letter, so he threw the letter to Xin Yao.

Based on Zhou's frequent letters, Xin Yao knew the general situation of the mansion in the past five years.

Jiang Xinqiong, the eldest lady of the Jiang family, married the Feng family, a famous family in Suzhou Mansion, and married her husband and her husband.

Jiang Yuanqing, the eldest young master of the Jiang family, spent a lot of effort to marry Shen Ying, the daughter of the prefect of Suzhou, and regarded it as a treasure! I heard that the new sister-in-law is beautiful and beautiful, and she is a delicate beauty.

Jiang Hongjian, the uncle of the Jiang family, has had some bad luck in the past four years. Not only did two concubines die of serious illness, but there was also a concubine who was pregnant with a four-month-old fetus and somehow fell into a miscarriage. The concubine was in the ashes, recited Amitabha Buddha, and took refuge in Buddhism. After Uncle Jiang was grief-stricken, he took in a new three-room concubine.

The second master of the Jiang family has been a governor in Yangzhou for three years, conscientious, diligent, and has won the superior's award. After three years, the performance appraisal was excellent. Uncle Annan Hou Mansion for its upper and lower activities, everywhere, two years ago was promoted to Yangzhou prefect, the official to the sixth grade, I heard that the oil and water is quite abundant.

The fly in the ointment is that Aunt Zhou, the concubine of Second Master Jiang, somehow slipped a few days ago and lost the three-month-old male fetus that she was finally pregnant. Aunt Zhou was heartbroken, crying day and night, grief-stricken, tossing the man so yellow and listless.

The top boss couldn't stand it anymore and sent a beautiful concubine to comfort him. Jiang Erye accepted it with a smile!

Jiang Xinyao took a handful of sad tears for her mother, and this time she couldn't help but hold a handful of sympathetic tears for Aunt Zhou.

It took five years of spoiling the boudoir alone to give the seeds a chance to take root, which shows that her cheap dad can't work on weekdays. There was an accident at the most critical time in three months.

Oops! It seems that someone is deliberately trying to keep the scales in balance.

As for who it was, Xin Yao thought it was not within her scope of concern. There is a way that only when you don't listen to what is happening outside the window can you live a peaceful day. She's a thriving little grass that's only responsible for getting by.

To say that Jiang Xinyao's life in the past five years has been a little more comfortable.

Every morning, I read books with the old man, practiced calligraphy, quarreled, and got along very happily.

Reading books, practicing calligraphy is just that, this old and young, the age difference is very big, and they are not people who talk much, how can they fight?

Here's how it happened:

One day, the old man held a copy of the Book of the Later Han Dynasty, read the wonderful places, shook his head and shook his tail and sighed that those who said big things were not informal.

Jiang Xinyao leaned on the concubine's floor, the sun poured on her body, and Nuan Nuan was about to faint and sleep. After listening to the old man's words, I was unconvinced, and those who said that it became a big thing were also restrained, if the small things were not informal, how could it become a big thing?

For this reason, she said vigorously: No matter how good a person is, no matter how strong his talent, if he is in front of people all day long, fart today, pick his nose tomorrow, wear his clothes backwards today, and crooked his hat tomorrow, do you think such a person can become a big thing?

He also asked Master Jiang rhetorically, whether it was the courtiers who were humble, gentle and courteous, and of good conduct who won the emperor's heart, or the unkempt and unkempt capable ministers who made the emperor more pleasing to the eye.

The words made Master Jiang so angry that he only said: The shaft is hateful, the shaft is hateful! Throw your sleeves away on the spot.

After thinking about it, what the granddaughter said seemed to have some truth.

After this incident, the grandfather and grandson would fight every few days, and the vassal and elegant Bogu would talk about the present.

The content of the general bickering is like this:

Master Jiang said that he should govern the country with benevolence.

Xin Yao will say that benevolence can govern the country, but it may not be strong.

Master Jiang said that the gentleman is virtuous, and the villain is virtuous;

Xin Yao said, the gentleman is virtuous, the hypocrisy, the villain is the soil, the truth is also!

Master Jiang said that the king is the minister, the father is the son, and the husband is the wife;

Xin Yao retorted that if you are not virtuous, you are not worthy of being a minister; If the Father does not love the Son, he is not worthy to be a son. If a husband does not love his wife, he is not worthy to be a wife.

The old man was so angry that he was helpless, and often used a trick: looking up to the sky and sighing, "Only women and villains are difficult to raise", and flung away with his body movements to show his high wind and bright festival.

Xin Yao was not angry, and when the two met again in the study on the second day, she stepped forward with a smile, cocked her thumb, and said seriously: "If you can fight, you can fight, if you can't fight, run, grandfather, master!" ”

In the first year or two, Jiang Zhen could still make Jiang Xinyao speechless and grit his teeth. Two years later, Jiang Xinyao's back waves of the Yangtze River pushed the front waves, and her grandfather died of anger on the beach. Jiang Zhen is no longer Jiang Xinyao's opponent.

Jiang Zhen tasted defeat repeatedly, and couldn't help but sigh at Jiang Quan and Jiang Fu: "My granddaughter is extremely powerful. Thoughtful, hidden peak hidden sword, eighteen kinds of weapons, all in the library, easy not to use, use it will win, it is a personal essence! ”

Jiang Fu thought so and nodded frequently.

Jiang was completely expressionless and dismissive!

After the argument, Xin Yao listened to the old man talk about some historical records, humanistic biographies, and books on heroic strategies, and listened to them with relish.

Jiang Zhen has learned a lot of things, including the Four Books and Five Classics, Confucian classics, and poetry.

Xin Yao has always believed that the only way to understand a person is to listen. She can see the old man's personality, hobbies, personality, and other aspects from his experience.

Jiang Zhenxu is old, and he is willing to recall the things of his youth, and only choose some interesting and fun things for his granddaughter to enjoy.

Every afternoon, Jiang Xinyao and Li's mother, Dongmei, and Yinggui gather together to do needlework and chat about family life.

Song Yun resigned a year ago because she felt that there was nothing to teach.

Xin Yao liked her temperament and kept it again and again. As soon as the two of them combined, Xin Yao took out the silver she had saved in the past two years, and fought a few autumn winds at the old man's place openly, and conspired to open an embroidery spinning room in the town, agreeing to divide it into four or six parts.

Xin Yao is responsible for paying the money, regardless of everything, and receives sixty percent of the profits.

In recent years, Jiang Xinyao's female celebrity has made full progress, and the flying needle is like flowing water when the line is routed, and the finished product is fine and smart, lifelike. Only after Song Yun left, she was lazy for a day, and gave the old man a moonlight screen in the lotus pond, embroidered for half a year, embroidered two leaves, and did not have a single lotus flower in shape.

Mother Li couldn't see it, and occasionally said a sentence or two, Jiang Xinyao didn't move the needle and thread for three days, which made Mother Li angry.

Xin Yao believes that embroidery is like a trip in a previous life, and it doesn't matter what the end point is, the scenery in the important itinerary.

When she picked up the needle and thread, Xin Yao's breathing was slow, her mood was calm, and her mind was free of distractions, she felt that the beauty of life lies in concentration, and she enjoyed such concentration.

Under the ** of Dongmei, Yinggui has more and more shadows of the master, working steadily and meticulously. often when the young lady is tired of reading, she holds a cup of tea; put on a robe when standing by the window in the middle of the night; After fighting with the master, cook one or two good dishes for the two of you. Xin Yao felt heartwarming.

This maid has some talent in cooking, which makes her young lady happy.

At first, Xin Yao suddenly remembered the famous Nanjing snack duck blood vermicelli soup, and jokingly talked to the maids about the practice of this dream snack. On the second day, Yinggui brought a bowl of hot duck blood vermicelli soup dripping with sesame oil, sprinkled with coriander and dried shrimp on the table. ”

Since then, the warbler has been called a national treasure in Jiang Xinyao's mind, but there is no book for a day, and there is no return for a day.

In her spare time, Jiang Xinyao often pulls Yinggui to mutter about some food that is not available in this era, how to operate, what ingredients to use, and what ingredients to supplement. This little girl can always make her taste similar to that in her dreams a few days later.

One of the two masters and servants can eat, and the other can do it, which undoubtedly aroused the interest of the old man, and he joined the team of foodies absolutely and gloriously. He paid for his granddaughter to buy a small kitchen, and did not hesitate to spend manpower and financial resources to find some ingredients for his granddaughter to want.

Since Jiang Fu's small kitchen was purchased, it was like a different person, and he ran to Yiyuan with a smile all day long, and stretched out his old face and took the initiative to make fun of Miss Four.

Even Mother Li said that Steward Fu's face is now smiling much like that of Maitreya Buddha!

Happiness is often very simple, on a cold winter night, you can drink a bowl of fish head tofu soup sprinkled with green onions with a milky white luster, and you can eat a plate of sauce duck soaked in old marinade in a summer evening, Xin Yao suddenly felt that life was like this, she was satisfied, and she wanted nothing more.

However, nine times out of ten, things are unsatisfactory in the world, and Jiang Xinyao is no exception, her body is the most unsatisfactory place for her. Every time the season changes, Xin Yao will inevitably have a serious illness, at least three or five days, and at most ten days and a half months.

I don't know how many doctors I have changed, how many bitter medicines I have taken, but it has not worked, and it is said that it is a weak disease brought by the mother's womb, and it cannot cure the root. As the days went by, Xin Yao got used to it and didn't pay much attention to it.

However, Jiang Zhen saw that he was young and couldn't cut off the decoction, so he couldn't bear it, so he often ordered Jiang Quan to go outside to find some good medicinal materials and carefully recuperate for his granddaughter.

Xin Yao thought that it was a poisonous medicine, and she didn't want to eat more, but she didn't want to live up to her grandfather's hard work, so she had to grit her teeth and drink it.

After coming and going, there have been some results, and since the beginning of spring, there has been no matter of asking for medical advice. Straight to that Mother Li, Dongmei and Dongmei were so happy that they didn't know what to do.

On this day, one of the grandparents and grandchildren was reading a book, and the other was posting, and they were enjoying themselves.

Jiang Quan hurriedly came in and said that there was a letter in the capital.

Master Jiang looked nervous and hurriedly opened it. After a while, he handed it to Jiang Quan in disappointment.

Jiang Quan hurriedly finished browsing, his face changed slightly, and he asked in a low voice, "What is the master going to do?" ”

Mr. Jiang's face was tired, his body leaned back in the chair, and he didn't speak for a long time.

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