Chapter 5: The Darkness of the Fight (21:44)
Zuo Siru returned to the garden, and happened to see Zhuang Meiyu with her back to her, sitting on the stone bridge of the pavilion in the garden, holding the purse sent by the maid Qingbi to the female guests. The dealer had already received a letter from the Changxin Marquis's house, in which he said that he had set a date and ordered the dog to come to visit and agree on all kinds of family affairs.
Zhuang Fu was overjoyed, the male host Zheng Yuan was originally a waiter of the Sanpin Rite Department in the court, and he had just resigned, and he couldn't imagine that such a big man as Changxinhou was still willing to abide by the agreement and marry his family, which was really a great opportunity. In Zhuang Yanyuan's view, his own recovery and future prospects are all on this family matter.
Although this place is far away from the capital, the Zhuang Mansion still works tirelessly, and in the name of the second lady, he specially invited the relatives of many powerful people in the capital, saying that he had built a new mansion, and invited the ladies and ladies to come and enjoy it. Dealing with distinguished guests is indispensable for gifts, and Zhuang Meiyu, as usual, instructed Zhuang Meiyan to help her make a purse and distribute it to her sisters.
As soon as Zhuang Meiyu turned around and saw Zuo Siru, she immediately greeted her with a smile, and said angrily: "Sister Zuo, where have you been? β
Zuo Siru had already seen her laughing proudly with other female relatives in the spring breeze, and she was tired of her behavior, and refused to show the slightest bit on her face, only showing a friendly smile like a spring breeze, Ying Ying said: "But isn't it? It's not that you want to blame your garden for being too big, in my opinion, the emperor's imperial garden probably doesn't have such a big pomp." β
Although it is flattery, there are words in the words, how can the house of a disadvantaged official eunuch be compared to the emperor's imperial garden.
Zhuang Meiyu is a person on the tip of the people, naturally smelling a different smell, secretly vigilant, and also smiled: "Good sister, don't make fun of our rural realm and misunderstand your eyes, you can see which part of this garden is comparable to our Prime Minister's Mansion, I will immediately order someone to move it for you." β
Zuo Siru immediately took her arm enthusiastically, turned her eyes, and said narrowly: "It's easy to say, but it just so happens that I have taken a fancy to an object, this transparent and beautiful 'beautiful jade', I want to ask someone to move it, but I am afraid that someone will not!"
Zhuang Meiyu had already blushed and twisted her body to the side. The sisters around them heard this, and laughed understandingly, everyone knew that today the little marquis personally came to the door to send the dowry to the marriage, and the object of the marriage was Zhuang Meiyu.
Zhuang Meiyu's face was shy, but she secretly wondered in her heart, why did this Zuo Siru go against the norm today, turn defense into offense, and show an aggressive momentum, didn't she pinch her handle?
Zuo Siru was still smiling, pretending to be surprised and grabbed the delicate purse in Zhuang Meiyu's hand, and praised it: "What a watery lotus, Sister Yu's craftsmanship is becoming more and more exquisite, no wonder people say that Sister Jade is 'the first embroidery in the boudoir', you have to teach me well today." You see this place embroidery is peculiar, I have never seen it in my life, Sister Jade quickly teach me how to embroider?"
The women in the pavilion heard that they were discussing the method of needlework and immediately surrounded them, it turned out that the most important woman in this dynasty was "virtuous and virtuous, gentle and elegant", the sage of women was no more than ingenuity, good at female red, and even the most favored concubine Niangniang in the palace was also good at female red when she was in the boudoir, and she did a good hand in needlework.
Therefore, when I heard that the embroidery method was peculiar, everyone gathered around and listened quietly.
Zhuang Meiyu's goose egg face turned into a red-skinned goose egg, everyone thought she was shy, and they didn't care, only Zuo Siru sneered in her heart.
Zhuang Meiyu thought about it, and finally spoke: "Sister Zuo is really joking, how can my needlework compare to you." β
Saying soft words from Zhuang Meiyu's mouth, Zuo Siru's heart was indescribably comfortable, with a smile on the corner of her eyebrows, but her mouth did not give in, she took out the purse that Zhuang Meiyan gave to her from her sleeve, and said: "Sister Yu, you can hide your secrets, I know that there is another master in your house." You see, this is what I just picked up in the garden, and this stitch is not the same. Sister Yu, don't blame me for having a straight mouth, I think that in terms of acupuncture, the two are the same, in terms of artistic conception, or this mandarin duck playing in the water and Dilian is better. The purse is a small thing, embroidered and Di Lian is not easy, there is also a pair of wild mandarin ducks hidden under the lotus, secretly playing in the water, it is natural, it is really a masterpiece. β
Several girls nodded yes again and again. The more Zhuang Meiyu listened, the more piercing her heart became, what is "wild mandarin duck"? What is "playing in the water in secret"? Which play is this Zuo Siru singing?
Next to her stood a girl wearing a pink jacket and a silver-white fox fur shoulder, with pink skin, a small figure, and a somewhat immature face, she was Lu Yuniang, the daughter of Lu Yushi.
This girl is still young, innocent, and open-mouthed, and begged Zhuang Meiyu with envy on her face: "Sister Yu, your female celebrity is doing so well, it turns out that she has hidden a good master, please come out and meet us." β
Zhuang Meiyu's face was red and white, trying her best to hide her embarrassment, and reluctantly smiled: "It was originally embroidered indiscriminately." β
Zhuang Meiyu was shocked in her heart, she didn't know the inside story, and she didn't know what Zuo Siru knew. It was impossible for her to admit that she had not embroidered these purses, let alone to provide her so-called master with themβshould she ask for that ugly bastard?
Qingbi, the big girl who was waiting on the side, glanced at it, pursed her lips and smiled: "What should I be-Miss Zuo is really joking, isn't this mandarin duck playing in the water and Dilian's purse embroidered by our young lady yesterday." It's all to blame for the slave maid is not good, the young lady told the slave maid to take the purse and give it to the girls, why didn't one of them pay attention to bring this out. The first Hui'er walked in a hurry, and it fell in the garden, the slave and maid were in a hurry, but it happened that Miss Zuo saw it, and the slave and maid hadn't thanked Miss Zuo yet. β
Qingbi leaned over and bowed, and said to herself: "This purse is tight, Miss said it was going to be given--"
Qingbi suddenly covered her mouth, looking like she was speechless.
Zhuang Meiyu understood, raised her handkerchief and waved her gently, and said angrily: "You dead girl, what kind of mouth, you talk a lot." β
Lu Yuniang asked curiously, "Sister Yu, who are you going to give it to?" β
The girls giggled, and a girl who had been silently at the back of the crowd was also amused by Xiao Yuniang's innocence. She was delicate, her complexion was unusually pale, and her face was delicate and slightly sickly. She is the daughter of Zhuang Yanyuan's sister, named Jiang Fubai.
Jiang Fubai hugged Lu Yuniang's shoulders and said with a friendly smile: "Good sister, it's windy here, why don't we move to the warm pavilion to talk, the mother-in-law has set up a carbon stove there, and we will scald wine and enjoy the scenery." 'Warm Fragrance Pavilion' is on the top of there, looking down at the splendid scenery in the garden, looking up at the majesty of Qiyang Mountain, we have wine in our cups, talking and laughing and singing, isn't it happy!"
These words diverted everyone's attention without a trace, and even Zuo Siru couldn't say anything, Zhuang Meiyu couldn't ask for it, and claimed that it was.
Zuo Siru climbed Zhuang Meiyu's arm, walked behind the crowd, her face was full of spring breeze, she lowered her voice, and said a word in a voice that only the two of them could hear.
After hearing this, Zhuang Meiyu's heart was shocked, but she could only smile and agree, and there was no room to fight back.