Chapter Seventy-One: Gaffes
"I heard that the emperor left you in the palace for a banquet?" Mrs. Jin looked lovingly at this grandson who brought pride and glory to the family: "Why did you come back so soon?" ”
Jin Fengju put down the teacup and said with a smile: "It's nothing, the emperor just asked my brother-in-law and me to accompany him to have a meal." During the banquet, I praised my brother-in-law a few words, and said that today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, the day of family reunion, let us come back early. My brother-in-law was still pulling me to his house, and if I hadn't said that he should have gone back to prepare to enter the palace at night, I would have pulled it away. It's so easy to persuade him, why don't I come back quickly? Later, the moon rises. After speaking, he saw the pastries on Mrs. Jin's table, and couldn't help laughing: "This is osmanthus cake?" There is a clear fragrance. As he spoke, he picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.
"This is from your daughter-in-law's evening breeze Xuan, I asked Luo Cui to urge it once, and I came back with such a plate." Mrs. Jin said with a smile, but Jin Fengju also smiled: "Sister Luocui doesn't know her temperament, as long as there is a plate, I told her before, to make osmanthus cakes to send some to the ancestors, you want more, she will never give it." ”
When the words fell, Jiang Wanying suddenly stepped forward and said with a smile: "What good things?" It's so happy to see the master eating. Where does it look like you've just come back from a royal meal? It's like rushing back from the border all the way back, and everything is delicious. Osmanthus cake is made in our yard and several sisters, and this morning I also sent two plates to my wife and ancestors, and they all said okay, you like to eat, go back and feed you a big plate. ”
Jin Fengju said with a smile: "One person makes a taste, and it is natural to make it in our courtyard." I only pity the two osmanthus trees in the backyard of my ancestors, and it must be an excellent ...... to pick the osmanthus flowers on the trees one day to make cakes."
Not finished. was spat by Mrs. Jin, and heard her laugh and scold: "It's just that I ate a little cake from you, so I started the idea of my two osmanthus trees." The osmanthus flowers bloomed just right, and I didn't allow them to pick them, and they didn't wait for the flowers to fall. Just picked up a piece of it? I don't like to watch. ”
Jin Fengju smiled and said: "You really know how to plan to plate, you don't like to see the osmanthus tree being picked in a mess, so let us pick the osmanthus in the yard by ourselves." Then I made a cake to honor you. Ancestor, you are becoming more and more shrewd. Everyone laughed when they said this, and Mrs. Jin pretended to be angry and said, "What? Isn't it allowed? Honoring me with a little cake is distressing? ”
I am talking lively. I only heard the maid outside say again: "The second master is here." The words did not fall. Many women in the house stood up and avoided the room, but Mrs. Jiang Wanying, these direct relatives did not dodge, and for a while they saw Jin Shi come in, but he was a spirited old man, and his appearance was quite handsome, and he must have been a beautiful man when he was young. Fu Qiuning looked at it secretly, no wonder Jin Feng was born so well, it turned out that he had excellent genes.
But he saw the golden stone come in. As soon as he saw Jin Fengju, he said: "I said why didn't you go to the front to help me this time, it turned out that you were lazy here again." As he spoke, he said to the old lady: "Prince Rong's mansion is here to send a festival gift." I heard that this time it was Prince Rong who personally accompanied the princess to choose a festival, and his son did not dare to slack off. Personally lead the housekeeper to come, this is a gift list, please look at the mother, the housekeeper is still waiting outside to return to life. ”
Mrs. Jin glanced at Jin Feng and said with a smile: "What am I looking at?" Fengju, read it to me. After speaking, he leaned crookedly on the couch, here Jin Fengju took the gift list and read it, while reading himself, he couldn't help but be secretly frightened, it turned out that this gift list was more than twice as valuable as the Dragon Boat Festival, no wonder Jin Shi personally led the housekeeper over, not to mention that it was personally chosen by Prince Rong, and the affection and kindness in it, the Hou Mansion naturally did not dare to slack off.
Fu Qiuning listened in the corner, but his eyes looked at Jin Fengju, thinking of what Jin Ming said just now, and knew in his heart that Prince Rong was relying more and more on this brother-in-law. No wonder the old lady and Jin Shi's eyes were looking at Jin Fengju's body just now, and they also knew in their hearts that the reason why Prince Rong personally chose these heavy gifts was mostly because of Jin Fengju. It's just that, listening to Jin Ming's words, Prince Rong is the most proud of his seriousness these days, so like this, he can't help but get a little carried away, right?
After reading the gift list, Mrs. Jin personally asked people to serve tea to the housekeeper of Prince Narong's mansion, and asked a few more questions about the princess and her children, and then ordered someone to reward him heavily, and Fang Haosheng sent it out. Here he said to Jin Fengju: "Okay, you go and help your second uncle with his work, don't worry about us." After dinner in the evening, I can listen to the drama and watch the song and dance. ”
Jin Fengju agreed, and Mrs. Jiang asked Jiang Wanying beside her, "Are the opera troupe and singing and dancing ready?" Don't spoil the old lady. ”
Jiang Wanying said with a smile: "I have already prepared it, and my wife can rest assured." After speaking, I saw the door curtain lifted, several children walked in, Jin Zangfeng and Jin Zangjiao followed behind the other children, her eyes flashed, and when she saw Jin Zhenyi's triumphant appearance, she couldn't help but smile in her heart, and secretly said It seems that this Yi'er brother really got his mother's teaching, but why didn't those two cheap people get excited, could they be mud balls? No, it's clearly not like that, that is, Fu Shi also taught? Did she see through my schemes? How is this possible? Lian Ye still doesn't know, how will she know? Well, it's nothing, the fire is not enough, I'll add some more slowly.
After a lively dinner, a room of people have sorted out their clothes and put on brocade daze, follow the old lady Jin to the autumn moon pavilion in the backyard, the autumn moon pavilion is prepared for the Mid-Autumn Festival that day, here you can see the moon slowly rising from behind the mountain, there are flowers and trees and all kinds of chrysanthemums below, the breeze blows, the dark fragrance floats, it is really the best place to enjoy the moon and the scenery.
Fu Qiuning is the first time to come to the backyard of Kangshouyuan, but also the first time to climb the Qiuyue Pavilion, different from the general pavilion, this Qiuyue Pavilion is built in the middle of the mountain a pavilion, covering a large area, half is a sealed room, leaving everyone to come in late at night to drink and have fun, half is the open pavilion, sitting here can watch the moon and appreciate the chrysanthemum, opposite is the stage, singing, dancing and opera are performed there.
It was getting late, but the moon had not yet risen, and hundreds of lanterns hung around the pavilion and around the stage, reflecting the small backyard as if it were day. The old lady said to Mrs. Jiang: "While the moon hasn't come out yet, let's listen to a few operas first." I also like Zhu Niangzi's songs very much, so I asked her to sing a few songs. Mrs. Jiang nodded her head in agreement.
Fu Qiuning is still listening to opera for the first time in this era, and she is very curious about what drama will be sung at this time, as she expected, people at this time listen to Kunqu opera, probably Beijing opera has not yet come out, as for Yue opera and Huangmei opera, maybe there are some minor tunes of the predecessor in the Jiangnan area, but there should not be a special opera development and growth.
sang "Cui Yanluo" on stage, this Kunqu opera was not available in Fu Qiuning's era, she was listening attentively, and she heard Jin Zangjiao next to her pouting and said: "What, Yiyi, yes, it's not good at all, it takes a long time to sing a word, how can my mother sing it well."
Fu Qiuning was taken aback, Jin Fengju was sitting between Mrs. Jiang and the old lady at this time, and according to her position, she sat next to Mrs. Jiang, Jiang Wanying is a flat wife, and she can only sit under her own head in terms of rules, she is worried about it, but she didn't expect her daughter to say such a terrible sentence. If this is heard by that terrible person, with his curiosity, can he not ask to the end?
Fortunately, Jin Fengju didn't seem to hear this, he was concentrating on the opera on the stage, and it seemed that he also liked to listen to opera. Fu Qiuning had just breathed a sigh of relief, when he heard Jiang Wanying beside him chuckle and said leisurely, "What? It turns out that my sister can also sing? Listening to what Sister Jiao'er said just now, my sister not only knows, but also sings very well. ”
The sound was not loud, not small, not light, not heavy, enough for a dozen people around to hear it. For a while, many eyes converged on Fu Qiuning's face. It only embarrassed her, and I wanted to find a hole in the ground to get into. At this time, Jin Zangjiao also seemed to know that she had caused trouble, and she lowered her little head and didn't dare to speak out again.
"My sister laughed, how could I sing this, it's nothing more than that they didn't sleep when they were young, and sang some to make them sleep, and now I don't even sing much about this, who knows that they will remember it." secretly complained in his heart, but on the surface, he was still a light and light faction, in terms of concentration alone, Fu Qiuning was a good match for Jin Fengju.
"Why should my sister be humble and clumsy? It's good at it, so sing a song to help the fun, it just so happens that the ancestors also love to listen to operas, in ancient times, there were colorful clothes to entertain relatives, and they were all known as twenty-four filial piety, did my sister even refuse this? It can be seen that honoring the ancestors on weekdays is also fake? Jiang Wanying was pressing step by step, jokes, and finally let her catch such an opportunity to humiliate Fu Qiuning and make everyone despise her, can she easily let it go?
"It's not unfilial, it's really because I'm not good at it, and I don't want to sacrifice ugliness, so as not to pollute the ears of my ancestors." Fu Qiuning's hands under the table were already clenched into fists, but her face was trying to remain calm and indifferent, she understood that the more times like this, the more she couldn't mess up.
"Why should my sister be so rigid, even if she doesn't sing well, she can only laugh at the old ancestor Bo......" Jiang Wanying wanted to force it again, but she heard Jin Fengju say lightly: "That's it, Qiu Ning is the daughter of the prince of Zhenjiang, how can she go to learn opera?" Wanying, don't force her. ”
It's okay if he doesn't say it, but as soon as he says it, Jiang Wanying secretly hates it, and Fu Qiuning also knows this truth, but now, only Jin Fengju has helped him out of the siege. The old lady sat there without moving, without even looking at herself, if it weren't for the fact that she was really a drama idiot, and was attracted by the opera on the stage, then this old fox didn't know what idea he secretly had in his heart. Fu Qiuning has never underestimated this old lady, and after experiencing these few things, she has even labeled her as an old fox. (To be continued)