To the east of the Weiguo Mansion, most of the people living in the long alley are the descendants of the Guogong Mansion, and then through this alley, turn into Banyan Street, one of which is a two-entry house, which is the residence of Mama Song and her adopted son's family.

It was dusk, and the alley behind the house was filled with a strong smell of fireworks, mixed with the aroma of rice, which made this long alleyway very crowded for no reason, three or two children played on the side of the road, stepping on each other's shadows stretched by the slanting sun, and the simple game made them happy, and from time to time they let out a burst of cheerful laughter.

A small green sedan chair came from the east, the sedan chair man shouted at the children with an open voice to make way, the loud reprimand did not know whose dog alarmed, barked wildly and pounced outside the courtyard, but was pulled by the owner, and lowered the voice to warn: "Open your dog's eyes wide, that is Mama Song's sedan chair." ”

The big yellow dog stared blankly at its master, as if thinking about who Mama Song was.

The sedan chair stopped in front of the door of the chief housekeeper Song on Banyan Street, and Mama Song bent down to get off the sedan chair and coughed in front of the door as usual.

An eight- or nine-year-old girl opened the courtyard door, saw Mama Song, and hurriedly behaved and blessed her body.

In the yard, a three-year-old boy was holding on to a chair, looking this way, and when he saw Mama Song, he opened his mouth and happily showed his white teeth, and rushed towards Mama Song with a pair of small short legs.

Mama Song hurriedly stepped forward, held the boy in her arms, whispered a few words, and stared at the little girl with a pair of sharp eyes: "Why are you looking at Ming'er?" ”

The maid shrank for a moment, her eyes were fixed on the ground and she didn't dare to raise them, and said in a low voice: "Sister Lamei is ...... in the kitchen."

Mama Song frowned, still handed over her grandson to the little maid, and told with a straight face: "You have to look at it, if you let Ming'er bump it, be careful of your skin." ”

In the kitchen, Lamei put the washed rice into the steamer, just turned around, only to feel that it was dark in front of her, and before she came back to her senses, she was hit on the face, her ears banged, her body was crooked, and her head was on the stove.

"As a dead little hoof, how old is the cuckoo, so dare to hand over Ming'er to her?"

Mama Song stood in the kitchen with the sunset on her back, her face dark.

Lamei was scattered by this big-eared scraper, and only felt that the corners of her mouth, ears, and forehead hurt everywhere, but she didn't dare to lie on the ground, turned over and knelt down flexibly, and confessed repeatedly: "Mama forgives me, it's really that the lady hasn't come back yet, and the slave is afraid that she will miss the meal, so Du Juan looks at Xiaolang." ”

In the end, she was worried about her grandson outside, Mama Song turned around and walked out, and snorted coldly: "Where did Luo go?" ”

Lamei hurriedly followed and replied cautiously: "I said that I went back to my mother's house in the back lane." ”

When Mama Song heard this, her face was as black as the bottom of the pot, and she was about to ask Du Juan to call her daughter-in-law back, but she heard the sound of the door outside, so she had to give up for the time being, and she took her grandson back to the house, and asked Du Juan to see the person who knocked on the door.

The person who came was Chun Dusk and her mother.

Mama Song put away the gray face of the pot early, put on a smile that was not intimate or unsoothed, it seemed to be gentle in a trance, and a little domineering when she looked closely, which made Chun Dui Niang's heart tremble slightly, and the determination she had just made up her mind was a little shaken, but when she thought of her daughter's crying, she suddenly became firm again, so Song Er is so vicious, how can she send her daughter to the tiger's den and wolf's den? What's more, Chun Du said that it was Wu Niang's instructions......

There's nothing to be afraid of, no matter how powerful Mama Song is, she's just a subordinate, Wu Niang is a serious master, Chun Dui Niang cheered herself up, put the flattering smile that just couldn't help hanging on the corner of her mouth, sat upright, and pushed the gift box she brought to Mama Song: "This is a gift from Mama earlier, we dare not accept it, and now the original thing is returned." ”

On the big kang near the window, Mama Song's reserved smirk was pierced by the bright light of the slanting sun, and gradually disappeared, and the fierce color in her eyes was like a tide.

Chun Dui Niang shrank again, forcing herself to think about her daughter's tearful face, and looked at Mama Song without showing weakness.

"You are just the slaves and maids of the Guogong Mansion, and the family affairs of the spring twilight should not be decided by the old man, I tell you, but it is just etiquette." Finally suppressed the angry rebuke in his throat, and Mama Song's calm tone was full of disdain.

"My nephew is also the son of an official eunuch, how many small families can't marry Jasper? I just like the appearance and temperament of Chundui, and I have been waiting for Wu Niang to do my best all these years, so I want her to get a good home, so as not to be a slave and a maid, and I don't want to get used to you being pretentious. ”

Hearing this, even if Chun Dui Niang is a person who kneaded dough, he can't help but feel a little angry, thinking that your nephew and grandson have done all kinds of evil, and he has long been notorious in Ninghai, and he is also a small jasper, even if the poor family does not want his daughter to come to him to be cheap, it is obvious that he is looking at us far away and does not know the hidden secret.

I almost wanted to say the words in my heart, and remembered my daughter's advice, so that she should not leak her mouth, so she swallowed her saliva with difficulty and said the words of the Spring Twilight Sect again: "Look at what Mama said, we just know that we are lowly, so we dare not climb the official family." ”

Mama Song sneered: "Since you don't like my gift, you don't accept it, but you can't decide the marriage in the spring twilight." ”

Sure enough, as her daughter expected, she must force Chundui into the wolf's den!

Chundui Niang was so angry that her whole body trembled slightly, and the fear of Mama Song in her heart was burned out by anger, and she actually sneered: "We are the domestic slaves and maids of the Guogong Mansion, but we are not the subordinates in your yard, and the marriage of Chundui has its own masters in charge, and Mama is not qualified to be the master." After speaking, I felt that a bad breath came out of my chest, and I couldn't help but feel weak again, and I didn't say goodbye, so I ran away.

There was a moment of silence in the room—

There was a loud bang.

The little maid cuckoo stretched her head out of the hall and went in, but saw that Mama Song's face was as black as impermanence, sitting cross-legged on the kang, her chest rose and fell violently, the gift box made of red paper fell to the blue brick floor, and the things inside were scattered, and a set of blue and white tea sets on the tea table also smashed on the ground, broken bones, and Xiao Song Ming, who was sitting and playing rattle on the side, was obviously stunned by the loud noise.

I was slapped earlier, and my brain was dizzy, and Lamei was cutting the bacon that had just been cooked, and was so frightened by the loud noise in the room that she dropped the kitchen knife, and quickly cleaned her hands with warm water, wanting to check-

I saw Mama Song rolling up her sleeves, holding a black whip in her hand and pumping it on the cuckoo's body without a head or a brain: "Dead bitch, what are you peeping into, I don't want to teach you the rules today!" ”

The cuckoo was dizzy by the whip, but he didn't even dare to amplify his voice when he cried, he only knelt on the ground and begged quietly. ”

But he was also whipped several times, and a bloody mark was added to the red and swollen half of his cheek.

Mama Song didn't stop until she was angry, threw away the whip, and ordered like she was fine: "Lamei go to the back alley of the house, let Luo come back quickly, just say that I told me, I haven't seen her in two moments, and she will spend the rest of her life in her mother's house." ”

Although her body hurt fiercely, Lamei didn't dare to delay at all, and while she promised, she also mixed up the cuckoo who was crying like a tearful child, and hurriedly walked out of the door.

Song Hui, the current head of the Weiguo Mansion, is only twenty-six years old this year, born with strong Huaiwu, thick eyebrows and big eyes, it is said that he was originally a native of Longxi, during the Hongying period of Taizong, the drought in Longxi caused many refugees to flee the wilderness, because of lack of food, survival is difficult, many refugees sell their children and daughters, Song Hui was also ruthlessly sold to human teeth by his biological parents, after several twists and turns, entered the Weiguo Mansion as a slave, somehow entered the blue eyes of Song Mama, recognized him as an adopted son, with this heavy identity, the old prince and the eldest princess treat him naturally no better than others, Let him play as a child, and follow the third master Su Yi and be a companion reader.

Later, the third master Su Yi was released as an official, and the old man let Song Hui follow the then manager as an assistant, three years ago the old man died of illness, and soon the original manager also resigned due to illness, and Song Hui naturally became the new head of the Weiguo Mansion.

Although he is a house slave, but because of the master's trust, his temperament is very proud, especially to his own little maid, never be kind to his face, at this time he was hit by Lamei, he couldn't help but be angry, stretched out his hand and pushed Lamei to the ground, and couldn't help but reprimand: "The dog slave is blind to your dog's eyes, get out of the way." ”

Lamei fell into a daze, but she didn't dare to slack off, got up and knelt on the ground and said that she couldn't stop sinning, and when she saw Song Xiang scolding and scolding into the house, she dared to wipe her eyes and tears and get up and go out of the courtyard.

Banyan Street is adjacent to the back alley of the house, and it is not even necessary to slow down the pace for half an hour, Lamei trotted with her skirt, and after a while, she saw the door of the Luo family's courtyard, she stopped and stood for a while, only to feel that the gentle evening breeze on the body hurt like a knife, the residual sun in front of her eyes was like blood, and she vaguely heard the laughter and conversation of a family sitting around the courtyard to eat, and she was standing outside this warm and happy with scars, as if she could not enter after a lifetime, and could only look sadly.

smiled sadly, but put away the untimely sadness and went to the Luo family's courtyard.

Subconsciously looked to the left, just saw a tall and thin man dressed in a blue-gray caftan brown was coming out of the wing room with his teeth picked, he also saw the familiar figure of Lamei at a glance, and the brilliance in his eyes was in full bloom, but he paid attention again, and saw Lamei's red and swollen cheeks, bruised forehead, and a slanted whip mark on his cheeks, the man immediately panicked, slipped a glance at the closed door of the Luo family, took a step forward and put Lamei behind the big banyan tree on the side, and looked at her body in embarrassment, and the sparks in her eyes were rising: "The evil woman beat again?" ”

This man is Dong Sanshun, who lives in the same courtyard as the Luo family, and the brother of the cherry girl in Luqing Garden.

The familiar and warm breath on Sanshun's body comforted Lamei slightly, and her heart bubbled sourly, but she knew that now was not the time to seek comfort, if because of her delay, Luo could only spend the rest of his life in his mother's house...... Even if she has nine lives, she has to be lost in the hands of Mama Song's family.

"Brother Sanshun, I'm fine, don't worry, it's all skin injuries, you leave quickly, don't let people see it."

Sanshun's heart was torn and painful, but he couldn't withstand Lamei's pleading gaze, gritted his teeth fiercely, and smashed his fist on the banyan tree: "One day, when I raise enough money, I will redeem myself for you, and I will no longer let you suffer from that dog-and-human thing......"

"Brother Sanshun, I'm waiting for you, I'll definitely be waiting for you." Holding back her tears, Lamei left the man she had missed so much.

Brother Sanshun, I know your sincerity, but how can this matter be so easy, that family is not as merciful as the eldest princess...... Lamei thought desperately and knocked on the door of the Luo family.

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In the Song family's house, Mama Song and her adopted son Song Hui sat opposite each other, one with a gloomy expression and the other careless.

"Actually, it doesn't have to be spring twilight, isn't there another one named Xia Yun?" Song Hui played with his son's fingers and persuaded his adoptive mother.

"How can Xia Yun compare with Spring Dusk!" Mama Song shook her head: "Although both of them are first-class maids, Xia Yun is not reused, only when the spring twilight leaves the green garden, the princess will not be at ease, and now there is no suitable housekeeper Mama, only I can reassure the princess." ”

Mama Song thought about it for a while, and became more and more determined: "Hongyu is still young after all, and there are two Qiuyue and Qiushuang around Wuniang, they and Wuniang are in love, Hongyu wants to cross them and is only afraid of difficulties, only I go to Luqingyuan, can I always mention the red rain." ”

Song Hui was silent for a while, but still asked: "The son understands his mother's thoughts, and he is all planning for Hongyu, and it will not be good for her to stay by the side of the son, after all, they ...... But in other words, why don't you let her follow the eldest lady? After all, the eldest lady is about to discuss marriage, although Hongyu is still small, but it also has small benefits, at least in the future, it will have some advantages in terms of age, and the eldest lady is not as outstanding as Wu Niang, and Hongyu will have a greater chance in the future. ”

Mama Song sighed: "After all, you are not in the inner courtyard, and I don't know some hidden secrets, the two ladies from the grandfather of the country will not be able to escape in the future, and they will have to marry the royal family, but the temperament of the eldest lady is ...... There will be no good end in the future! Where does Hongyu have a future with her? Although Wu Niang is used to being pampered by the princess, she is very kind when she looks at the next person coldly, Hongyu follows her at least can't stand any grievances, and the future is uncertain at the moment, but the princess loves Wu Niang so much, she will definitely pay attention to her family affairs, and Hongyu will definitely be able to marry in the past, as long as she is trusted by Wu Niang...... Although it is a concubine, the concubine of the royal family is still different from that of ordinary nobles. ”

"Du Nai Niang planned for Red Rain, she shouldn't have been a slave and a maid." Speaking of which, Song Hui's eyes were also shrouded in a haze very similar to that of Mama Song.

"When I let you enter the government as a slave, I had no choice but to do it, and only in this way can I take care of you justifiably." When Mama Song said this, she couldn't help but feel a little emotional: "With your identity back then, the marriage can only be like this, but Hongyu and Ming'er I have to plan for them, don't worry, I will not break my word when I say it, what you should get, I will definitely fight for you, just wait for the opportunity......"

If Yijing heard these words, especially the conclusion about Yichen's unsuccessful death, I don't know how shocked she would be, and what kind of doubts would arise, but unfortunately, she couldn't know at this time, in the last touch of the sunset in Luqing Garden, she was rummaging through the colorful silk cloud brocade with the spring twilight, autumn frost and autumn moon - because of a whim, she wanted to send a pair of hand-embroidered foreheads on her grandmother's birthday.

The faces of the three maids all had a look of shock and confusion - Wu Niang was enlightened at the age of three, and when she was six years old, she wrote a beautiful hairpin flower Xiaokai, but the needlework girl was really not flattering, a sachet has been made for two years, and the butterflies on it have not been embroidered.

The eldest princess's birthday is less than two months, can Wu Niang embroider it in these two months?

In the eyes of the maids, this is more difficult than pulling away the black carving bow of the Lian Niangzi.

In fact, Yijing didn't know what was going on, and suddenly moved to pick up the needlework again, she was the most impatient to do needle chisel in the eighteen years of her previous life, and her grandmother never forced her to do these embroidery work, only the stepmother Huang repeatedly persuaded that although the daughter of the Guogong Mansion was from a noble background, there was no shortage of excellent needlework maids and mothers-in-law around her, and she didn't have to do it herself for her own use, but when she got out of the pavilion to marry her wife, she had to make a few intimate and delicate objects with her husband and mother-in-law, which seemed virtuous and filial.

Yijing never refutes, but she didn't take this to heart, and then the marriage was unsuccessful, and she didn't have the heart to do these things, her own wedding dresses were embroidered by the maids, even according to the convention to make a regular dress for the groom, a pair of happy boots, and she didn't move a stitch and thread by herself, after marrying to the Chu Palace, two years just to pass the time embroidered into a silk handkerchief, the simplest pattern, intermittently took a year and a half.

Although he is not good at needle chisel, but because of the Xun Tao of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, the aesthetics of the beautiful scenery are very good, and he is also very experienced in color matching.

"Grandmother likes bright blue, most of the clothes are this color, if the ornaments are also made of bright blue, it is monotonous, look at this light purple cloud brocade is elegant and not lose the brightness, on the top with thin silver and blue silk thread embroidered into a double phoenix wings, and then along the edge with rice pearls outlined, what do you think?" Yijing conceived the finished product with great interest, and was extremely confident in himself.

The three maids looked at each other - the idea was not bad, but ...... Not to mention the wings of the double phoenix, the butterfly wings are still single!

"Don't make a big deal out of it, I have to surprise my grandmother." Yijing turned a blind eye to the surprise and suspicion of the maids, while letting the spring twilight cut the brocade, while persisting in the gold cut-out tube to draw the draft, and in a moment it became two vivid phoenixes, with relatively winged wings and elegant and smooth lines.

Qiu Yue covered her mouth and smiled: "Of course the slaves and maids don't dare to show off, if Wu Niang can't embroider these days, it is better to replace it with other rites." ”

Yijing gritted her teeth: "Anyway, my mother also invited the embroidery girl from outside to guide me, and my basic skills are still good, but I can't bear it in the past...... Watch me show off your skills. ”

The four masters and servants were busy, and before they knew it, it was time for the twilight to be four, Qiuyue and Qiushuang helped to divide the fine strands of embroidery thread, and Chun Dusk reminded Yijing: "Wu Niang should not be in a hurry, this will be late, don't burn your eyes, or wait for tomorrow to do it." Without saying anything, he put away the needle and thread, and urged Qiuyue and Qiushuang to prepare water and wait for Wu Niang to wash.

Yijing saw that Chundu's eyebrows seemed to be worried, so she asked her, "But are you worried about tomorrow?" Don't worry, no matter what, I won't watch you being forced to marry far away. ”

Chundui smiled gratefully: "There is Wu Niang as the master of the slave maid, there is nothing to worry about, but the slave maid just doesn't understand, why didn't Wu Niang let the slave maid directly explain the reason, if Mama Song understood that the slave maid's family learned about the person's situation, she wouldn't have forced it...... On the contrary, the slave maid said vaguely...... and deliberately provoked Mama Song......"

"Didn't your old lady refuse Mama Song politely, but as a result, she didn't persecute you with both hard and soft, forcing you to accept the gift, and turned her head to Hongyu to publicize this matter, in order not to let you regret it." Yijing broke Mama Song's plan in one word.

Chun Du sighed briefly, but listened to Yijing and said: "You haven't doubted it, as long as Mama Song speaks up, how many people in the Guogong Mansion want to marry her mother's family, why do you have to do it?" ”

Chun Du was stunned, and his expression became more and more complicated, and he guessed and said: "Xu is Mama thinks that Song Ergongzi is ...... In the end, she is also the son of an official eunuch, and it is already grace for her to look down on the slave maid, and the slave maid's refusal somewhat swept her face. ”

"Marriage is a good marriage with two surnames, but it's not for the sake of enmity, I don't have to say that you don't want to, she just wants to rush to promote the truth in one breath, and wait for tomorrow, if she doesn't mention it, it's common sense, if your mother makes everything clear, she still asks for her grandmother, isn't it too strange to have such a tough attitude?" Yijing smiled slightly: "That's why I made you provoke her. ”

"Wu Niang is suspicious...... Chundu's expression became solemn: "But the slave asked herself if she had ever offended Mama Song, how could she ......"

You didn't offend her, but for that ulterior purpose, she didn't care if you offended her, and she didn't care about your future at all.

Looking at Chundu's puzzled and worried appearance, Yijing still didn't burden her anymore after all, but just looked out the window with a clear outline and a waning moon, and the corners of her lips gradually curved into a very similar arc and coldness.

She is looking forward to tomorrow.