Chapter Ninety-Seven: Purse
And less than half a year after He married into the Guogong Mansion, he was pregnant with Xiao Xuan's eldest daughter Xiao Yunzhi, who is now Miss Xiao.
There was a lot of discussion in the market, the He family rose in the Xiao family, although he married late, but relying on the favor of Dingguo Gong, once he gave birth to his eldest son in the future, he must be the next Dingguo Gong.
On the other hand, Princess Wei, although her status is noble, but since she has a sister who is equal to her, she seems to have been beaten into the cold palace.
It is said that during that period of time, Empress Gao looked at Xiao Xuan with white eyes, but the old emperor treated him better than in the past, he was the concubine of the side branch of the Xiao family, and he was also the end of the blue fly, attached to the thousands of miles.
But there are also people who secretly despise and scold.
After all, the abolished prince had the grace of knowing him back then, you must know that before he got ahead, he was just a concubine of the Lanling Xiao family, if it wasn't for the promotion and appreciation of the abolished prince, he would not have to go to the frontier and make great achievements.
Thinking of this, Zhen Jian couldn't help sighing in his heart.
Wangzhi's mother, Princess Wei, died for what others, but Wangzhi couldn't be clearer.
It was He who took advantage of the princess's difficulty in giving birth to him and poisoned him to death.
This incident was regarded as glory by her in the past, and she showed off in the ears of Wangzhi.
It's a pity that in front of people, she has always been a virtuous and virtuous mother-in-law.
Because of this, Wangzhi is extremely disgusted with scheming women.
"Should I go back?" Xiao Wangzhi spoke slowly, as if he was thinking, as if he was asking.
As Qin Miaoyan said, people will always have something to fear, she is just a weak woman, who is still lonely and helpless in a foreign family, and dares to come to Lanling to avenge her unjustly killed parents.
Where did she get her courage?
"I won't say anything else, but if you want to go back, I will definitely follow you." Zhen admonished solemnly, and at the end he whispered: "It's just that she's dead......
"She's dead," Xiao Wangzhi said lightly, "but her parents, her daughter, and her husband are still alive." ”
…………
Governor's Mansion.
The girl put the end plate in front of Mrs. He, "It was sent by Aunt Xue." ”
Mrs. He frowned and looked at the end plate, it was quite fast, I didn't expect this little slut's craftsmanship to be really good, a purse was embroidered by her so delicately and small.
This is the third time this has been done.
The teasing has lost interest, but the little slut is very obedient, and she will do whatever she is told to do.
"Take it out and throw it away, hurry up!" She waved her hand in disgust.
It's just a lowly slave who wants to climb the dragon and the phoenix to please her? I have to see if I have that ability, these Raush things are not rare for her!
The girl nodded yes, and withdrew with the end plate.
I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, that Aunt Xue also looks soft and weak, but it's a pity that she was bought by the master, and she is such a housewife, it seems that there will be no good life in the second half of her life.
She walked to the door of the back corner door, pulled the latch and walked out, there were a few stinky beggars at the entrance of the alley, and when she opened the door, several pairs of small eyes like green beans suddenly came together, looking greedily at the things in her hands.
The girl took a few steps back in disgust, looked down at the purse in her hand, it was so exquisite, it was a pity, if she threw it out like this, she would definitely be picked up by these beggars.
But it's helpless, who would dare to disobey Madame's order?
As soon as both hands were thrown, a purse with colorful tassels hanging was thrown to the middle of the road in a grand manner.
Several beggars were stunned for a moment, and then rushed to crawl towards the purse, and after a burst of chaotic shouting and snatching, a little beggar in unclothed clothes clutched his chest and crawled out from under a few beggars who were still arguing like arhats, and slipped into the alley where no one was around, and let out a long sigh of relief.
His cheeks were red from the cold, and seeing that there was no one around, he carefully took out the purse he had just picked up from his chest.
The brocade is a pale purple color, embroidered with several lifelike butterflies, and carefully rolled with silver threads, small and beautiful.
The little beggar didn't have time to look at it, and quickly opened the purse with a pair of dirty hands, hoping to find some broken silver or food from it...... Unfortunately, there was nothing in it.
Not believing in evil, he touched it inside and out again, and the mezzanine was disassembled, but there was still nothing......
The little beggar burst into tears.
He had been hungry for three days, his father and mother were dead, and he was so young that he couldn't grab anything, so it was easy to exhaust all his strength to grab such a thing, but it was not for food!
Extremely depressed and aggrieved, he had to sit back in the corner silently, thinking about whether to sell the purse.
After thinking about it for a while, I suddenly realized why he dismantled it with his hands just now!
Panicked and turned out of his arms to see that the purse with tight stitches had been tortured by him, and he was afraid that it wouldn't sell for much money...... I couldn't help but feel sad for a while, and the tone of my crying became more and more sad.
Passers-by heard this cry, but they only looked at it, sighed and left.
Only those who have spare money throw down one or two copper plates.
The sky was getting dark, and the child had no strength to cry, so he raised his belly open at the mouth of the alley, thinking that he would just freeze him to death, and that he was really a thing that was too successful to fail.
The cold wind hung on his face, and just as he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly felt warm on his body, as if something was draped over his body.
It was cold and hot, and his back began to sweat.
"It's really pitiful, can there be beggars in a place like Lanling?" It was a girl's voice, and the tone was very pitiful.
"Even in the imperial capital, there are countless people who beg." Another girl's voice rang out, mixed with sighs.
The little beggar barely opened his eyes, and saw that there seemed to be two young girls standing in front of him, dressed like a young lady, with gentle eyebrows and eyes, a slender face, and a reserved smile: "Are you awake?" ”
Immediately poked his head out from behind him and stared at him in a slippery manner: "Are you okay?" How can you sleep here, you will catch a cold! ”
The little beggar got up from the ground with a grunt and shrank back timidly, "Two, two, two young ladies!" ”
The young lady smiled, and a steamed bun came to the ground: "Eat." ”
The little beggar was already dizzy when he was hungry, and he could see clearly what the big white ball in the girl's hand was, and he only felt the aroma on the end of his nose, so he immediately grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth to feast.
"Slow down...... Bring her water, boy. The young lady laughed.
The girl brought the water, and did not forget to remind: "Miss, we should go back, it's so late, if you don't go back early, the old lady should be worried." ”
The little beggar drank the water and swallowed the steamed bun in his mouth with great difficulty, "Miss...... Miss is leaving? ”
He hesitated, pulled the purse from his bosom, and handed it to the girl.
The girl was stunned for a moment, and then reached out to take it.
The girl hurriedly stopped: "Miss, this thing is dirty!" ”
I don't blame her for saying it's dirty, because it's really dirty.
The little beggar wanted to take his hand back, but when he heard a "huh", a pair of jade hands had already taken the purse from his hand.
The young lady looked at the purse in her hand, although it was dirty and a little ugly, but she could vaguely see the original delicacy.
She smiled, took out her purse from her bosom, poured out the silver and put it in the dirty purse, and handed it to the little beggar: "Take it and buy something to eat!" ”
The little beggar was so stunned that he didn't have time to say a word, and watched the young lady and the girl go farther and farther away.
The girl's voice floated faintly: "Miss's hand will be washed a few more times when I go back......"