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Fanwai Cloud (7)

It was drizzling, and it was rare to see such misty rain in Beijing.

Fulan stood in front of the dressing table to tie Cen Yunchu's hair. Linxi came in with a red tray and said to the two of them with a smile: "The flowers in the garden are so bright today, let's see which one you like."

"

She smelled of wet flowers and plants, and she was like a flower stained with morning dew.

"Don't hold an umbrella when you go out. You might get sick." Fu Lan stretched out his hand and wiped Linxi's back shoulder. His clothes were not wet, but moist, as if soaked in thick fog.

"Holding an umbrella today is superfluous," Linxi put the plate on the dressing table: "It's the eaves and the tree, how can it fall on you?"

"It can be said that the weather here is not like the capital, but more like Jiangnan." Fulan said with a smile.

Although they are maids, they have seen quite a few of them in passing.

"In previous years, peach blossoms were prone to ringworm at this time, but this year it rained a lot, so it won't happen anymore." Linxi touched his cheeks, and they saw that the petals of gardenias were as smooth and delicate as the petals of gardenias.

"This rose has just bloomed. If it had been half a day later, it would have been too big." Fulan chose a half-open rose with raindrops on it and put it on her girl's head. "This flower is still strong and will not bloom for most of the day."

listless."

"Even after three days, the girl from the Cui family looks prettier than she did yesterday," Linxi chuckled, remembering the scene at the banquet yesterday: "I wonder if we'll make a fuss when we go home."

"Whether she makes a fuss or not, she has lost her dignity," Fulan said: "It's really heart-warming that the daughter of a duke's family has no respect for herself."

"Speaking of which, the second young lady of the Meng family is quite easy-going," Linxi thought of Meng Qiao: "I still want to mediate."

"Silly sister, you actually think of her as a good person!" Fulan nodded Linxi's nose and said with a smile: "The girl usually asks you to read more books, but you always refuse. Maybe someone will sell you in the future.

Yes, you are still helping others count their money!"

Linxi was unconvinced and argued: "Isn't it right? In that situation, Cui Mingzhu was so aggressive, wouldn't it be good for her to come out and try to calm him down? Who said reading makes you smart? Many people have become nerds after reading.

.Of course, except us girls."

Cen Yunchu and Fulan both looked at the mirror. Their eyes met in the mirror and they both smiled.

"Girl, Sister Fulan, why don't you tell me what Miss Meng did wrong?" Linxi insisted on asking clearly.

"Fu Lan, tell her! Otherwise we won't even think about going out." Cen Yunchu got up and went to the window to look at the rain.

"At that time, Cui Mingzhu deliberately embarrassed our girl, and everyone could see it. She, Miss Meng, suddenly stood up to be the peacemaker. It seemed that she wanted to bring trouble to both parties, but in fact she was still trying to sidestep the situation." Fulan

Explained: "Because our girl has made it clear that she will never compose poetry. But she still asks our girl to compose poems. Doesn't that follow Cui Mingzhu's wishes?"

"But..." Linxi was a little unconvinced after all, but couldn't say it for the moment.

"You always know about the meeting in Mianchi, right?" Fulan continued: "At that time, Lin Xiangru forced the King of Qin to knock the fou. Although the King of Qin only knocked once, Lin Xiangru still had someone write down in the history books that the King of Qin struck the fou for the King of Zhao."

"I kind of understand what you mean. Composing ten poems is considered composition, and writing one poem is composition." Linxi said, "As long as we girls compose it, it will not sound good if it is spread out."

"If you say you don't know it, you don't know it. What do you mean by writing ten poems and writing one? It should be because you are working in response to Cui Mingzhu's difficulties, and working with her, Miss Meng, is also working." Fulan corrected: "Why should you do it?"

Listen to her?"

"Meng Qiao is a scheming person." Cen Yunchu felt a little chilly after standing in front of the window for a long time, so he asked Fulan to take a shawl from the hanger and put it on herself: "But she shouldn't treat me as a fool. I hate such people.

.”

"This Miss Meng Er is a shrewd one at first sight, and she is very smart in her calculations." Fulan said, "She is thinking that if our girl is really worthy of her name, then she and our girl will compose poems and paintings together, which is tantamount to being disrespectful."

It raises her own status. If our girl is not worthy of her name, won't it mean that she is more talented? What's more, it not only gives Cui Mingzhu a step up, but also relieves the Mo family. The benefits to her are not ordinary..."

"That's it!" Linxi finally understood: "No wonder she, a concubine, can be on an equal footing with his daughter-in-law. How can she still succeed without some scheming?"

"I don't distinguish between concubines and concubines," Cen Yunchu said after taking a sip of tea: "A person's moral character is not determined by status. It's just that she seemed very close to me as soon as she came up. This is not what a person with a good mind can do.

Made.”

People say that Cen Yunchu was ignorant of the ways of the world and was an aloof and innocent character.

She is a noble person, she is not a fool, she can still distinguish between good and bad people.

"The rain outside has stopped, let's go to the old lady's place to say hello!" Fulan asked Linxi to hold the plate of flowers: "Take this to the old lady's house. Ladies, ladies, go over and say hello. If you like it,

So I took it and put it on, so as not to let it go in vain."

"The old lady is so happy now, she might even want to wear one." Linxi happily picked up the tray and said, "Everyone must say that our girl is filial."

Mrs. Lu now has several sons by her side, her juniors are all filial and obedient, and her body is still strong, so she is naturally happy every day.

Sure enough, when Cen Yunchu passed by, there were already several people in the room.

Her cousins ​​who all got married were working in the government office and left early. Those who were still studying had to get up early every day to come to the Madam to say hello before going to school.

When she came in, they naturally wanted to greet each other. Her cousins ​​who were still studying were a little afraid of her, especially Cen Shaozhu and Cen Shaoxun.

It's not that Cen Yunchu is fierce, but that these two dislike reading the most. The elders always ask Cen Yunchu to test their knowledge regardless of their whim.

Therefore, when these two people saw Cen Yunchu, they were like Sun Dasheng seeing the tight curse. They sat there feeling uncomfortable from head to toe.

Fortunately, what the old lady is most concerned about today is not her grandchildren's studies, but her granddaughter's lifelong events.

"You all go down, just stay with me and talk." Mrs. Lu said to her grandchildren.

Those few were eager to hear this sound and hurried out.

It was here that Mrs. Lu said to Cen Yunchu: "Girl Yun, your third aunt sent someone to pass the post to Mr. Zuo a few days ago, and asked for a favor to schedule a fortune telling on the 20th of this month. Remember it yourself.

Don’t forget.”

"Let grandma worry about it," Cen Yunchu stood up and saluted, saying, "My granddaughter will remember it."

Seeing that she was so obedient, Mrs. Lu felt very relieved and said happily: "I haven't arranged these things for others for a long time, that is, you."

As he spoke, he picked up a bright red hollyhock from the tray next to him and asked the maid serving beside him to put it on her.

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