"Girl," Mama Cui said with tears in her eyes, "the old slave is incompetent, and she has failed her wife's entrustment and made the girl aggrieved for so many years...... Here is a hairpin specially made by the people in the palace silver bureau when your wife was in the palace. When you are about to make it, the old slave will secretly bring it out for you, so that Mr. Jiang can put on ...... for you."

Du Mingxin helped Mama Cui up, took the brocade box, and opened it to take a closer look. Inside is a butterfly hairpin with gold silk inlaid with treasures, which has a lot of weight in the hand, but it has been a little long, and the gold has lost a little brilliance.

Mama Cui held the hot tea handed over by Xia Ye in her hand, looked at the hairpin in a daze, and muttered: "Back then, Mrs. Jilu, the old lady rushed back to Hanzhong from the capital...... The slightly famous people in the northwest have all gone to our house, and even the wife of the rebel leader Chen Yuantai's family has gone to ......"

Du Ming's heart moved slightly, he didn't expect that the Shen family and the Chen family still had such a relationship. She played with the hairpin in her hand and listened to Grandma Cui chatter with a smile.

“…… I'm afraid that the old lady, old lady, and wife of the Shen family couldn't imagine that day, and now the Du family doesn't even prepare a gift for you......" Cui Mama said this, she was so sad that she took out her handkerchief and cried bitterly.

Du Mingxin moved to sit beside her, stroked Cui's back with his hand, and persuaded softly: "Mama, don't be sad, my father is a little weaker in the relationship between father and daughter, I don't care." I've been here with Mr. Jiang for the past two years, and you don't know how happy you have been! ”

"It's good now, but what about you later?" Mama Cui wiped away her tears and asked with red and swollen eyes.

Du Mingxin pursed his lips and smiled: "In the future, let's talk about it later!" ”

It's not that her heart is too wide, but she understands that after more than a year, the country will change the dynasty, as long as she can avoid the bowl of poison on the way to Beijing and reach the capital smoothly, there will always be a chance to find the King of Jin. The love of youth can always be worth a few taels, right?

Even if King Jin can't count on it, if he gives up his face to beg, there should be someone willing to save Mr. Wu You and Mr. Jiang.

"In the future, ......" Mama Cui sighed and said sadly, "If your wife's dowry is in your hands, even if you don't marry for the rest of your life, you will live comfortably." But now, all that is left in the slave's hand is this hairpin and his wife's dowry book......"

Speaking of sadness, Mama Cui cried again: "When my wife passed away, the old lady brought my master back to study, and the things in the wife's house were all called Aunt Liu and my aunt to sweep them away...... If it weren't for Mrs. Tete who took this hairpin and told me to keep it before leaving, you and Lu wouldn't even have a decent hairpin......"

Regarding her mother, after a gap of more than ten years, Du Mingxin's impression of her is already a little vague. The pomp and circumstance of her mother's dowry, she had heard Mama Cui talk many times, large and small granges, gold beads and jade antiques, calligraphy and paintings. There may have been some injustices in the past life, but in this life, I have already seen it. I am lucky, I lose my life, how can I live a good life if I am too obsessed?

Du Mingxin held Cui's hand and said jokingly: "Mama, the road is all walked out by people, don't panic, I will definitely provide for you in the future!" ”

"What kind of pension is not old-aged!" Mama Cui saw that Du Mingxin had been smiling, and her heart was even more uncomfortable. Her sister has not been hurt by her father since she was a child, and she is born with such a sensible and good temperament. People say that crying children have milk to eat, and like a girl, even if she cries in her throat, no one responds......

"A few days ago, the eldest lord in the capital came with a letter, and I don't know what to say, but asked Aunt Liu to quarrel with the lord behind closed doors." Mama Cui cleaned up her mood, unwilling to block Du Ming's heart anymore, and talked about what happened in Du Mansion recently.

Du Mingxin has already inquired about this matter clearly, and I don't know what the eldest lord said in the letter, but he mentioned the marriage of several girls in the family. He warned the second master not to blindly marry at this time, and would rather drag the girl for two years and wait for the situation to stabilize.

Aunt Liu's heart is thinking about the marriage with the Hou Mansion of Cheng'an. That Cheng'an Hou Shizi is three years older than Du Mingxin and Du Mingyan sisters, if it drags on any longer, when the war reaches the Central Plains, the news from the capital will be cut off, I am afraid that everyone will have children, and their own side is still waiting for it!

The second master has always had no opinions, he used to listen to his father, and then he listened to his brother, so he naturally didn't want to talk more about a "short-sighted" woman like Aunt Liu, so the two had such a fight.

After sending Mama Cui away, Du Mingxin cleaned up and went to Mr. Jiang's room to have dinner with her.

After dinner, the two went to the study for tea.

Mr. Jiang couldn't help but smile slightly as he watched Du Ming skillfully cook tea for himself. The girl in front of me has grown a lot more than when she first came two years ago. Although he is not related to himself, Mr. Jiang still has a kind of pride in my family's daughter's growth.

"Someone from the family, can you talk about Master Du's arrangement?" Mr. Jiang took a sip of tea, which was very sweet and slightly hot.

Du Mingxin shook his head, picked up the tongs with the white porcelain handle and put a piece of charcoal in the charcoal basin, and said: "The homeland is difficult to leave, and there is no news that Chen Yuantai is going to send troops to the Central Plains, so my father should not have the idea of going out to avoid the war." ”

Her tone was very calm, because in her previous life, Chen Yuantai held the entire northwest firmly in the palm of his hand, and went directly north to the capital. As soon as Emperor Changqing of the Great Zhou died, He Nan, Shandong and other places changed their flags and surrendered to the wind.

Mr. Jiang looked at her with a smile and liked her a little more. Du Mingxin is smart and open-minded, and he has a kind of calmness that transcends her age in dealing with people, and at this moment, she is a little more fearless, which really surprises her. It was as if a rough stone sent to her was cut open by herself and found to be a piece of jadeite, and the more you cut it in, the better.

"Then according to you, at what point will Chen Yuantai go before he stops?" Mr. Jiang knows how to teach people very well, since what Du Mingxin wants is not as simple as marrying a golden beetle son-in-law, what she teaches is not those things that nourish affection.

Du Ming pondered for a moment before he said: "Chen Yuantai raised his army, and the banner was to do the right thing for heaven, and reprimanded the current emperor for being unkind, unjust, unfilial, and unkind. I'm afraid he means the throne......"

She paused for a moment, then smiled again: "I wonder if Mr. has heard a nursery rhyme that is often sung by street children today?" ”

Mr. Jiang looked at her with a smile: "Let's hear it." ”

"The king of the northwest, the purple qi is long. Chang'an Qing, the setting sun. After Du Mingxin finished reading, he smiled, and then said, "It's easy to understand, but Chen Yuantai's mind is also obvious. I guess he won't be like Qian Mi fifty years ago, he just wants to cut off the south of the Yangtze River and become the king. ”