After Chinese Valentine's Day, the heat gradually subsided, but the sun was still very fierce. Miss Zhai Si got out of the carriage and held a round fan to cover her head.
Miss Jiang San came out of the second door and said with a smile: "You will never let go of this fan. You will take it out anytime and anywhere."
As expected, Miss Zhai Si waved the fan in her hand: "Do I have you?"
Miss Jiang San glared at her: "I saw how you can use it in winter."
After saying that, he took her hand and went inside.
Several ladies who were getting out of the car were very surprised when they saw this scene. They pulled some ladies from the Jiang family and asked, "Why is the Fourth Miss Zhai so close to your Third Miss?"
In the past, Miss Zhai Si could only be entertained by concubine ladies like the Jiang family.
The three ladies, the legitimate daughters of the principal wife, stayed with the madam to take care of the housework and interacted with the ladies and young ladies of the various families.
A young lady from the Jiang family said with a smile: "Miss Zhai Si has helped my third sister a lot."
Others hurriedly asked, but the ladies of the Jiang family did not say anything. They only said mysteriously: "You will know when you meet my eldest sister later."
Today is the eldest daughter of the Jiang family's eighteenth birthday. After that, she will get married next year.
Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang were very fond of their first direct granddaughter. The birthday banquet was so lively that almost half of the girls of similar age in the capital were invited.
The courtyard of the Jiang family is full of flowers and jewels, and the girls gather together. No matter how soft their voice is, it gradually becomes like a torrential rain.
In the midst of the commotion, several women smiled and said, "The birthday girl is here."
The girls all followed the sound and saw the old lady of the Jiang family walking out with a smile on her face, followed by Miss Jiang, who was half blocked by the old lady.
"Hey, you kid." Mrs. Jiang stretched out her hand to pull Miss Jiang out, "Why are you hiding behind me? Today is a good day for you."
Miss Jiang's face turned red: "My grandma gave me such a good life, so I will follow her."
Mrs. Jiang smiled and patted her hand: "You can't hide behind me forever. Come out quickly and go to greet everyone."
Miss Jiang then reluctantly let go of Mrs. Jiang and walked towards the courtyard.
The girls all congratulated each other, "Happy Years to the eldest lady, Fangchen."
There was sincerity and politeness in this greeting, but as Miss Jiang walked closer, someone made a sound.
"There are butterflies."
"where?"
The Jiang family’s yard is full of flowers and plants all year round, and it’s not surprising to see butterflies.
"Flying at the feet of the eldest lady."
"Hey, I saw it too, there was flying behind me."
"It's not one."
At first, it was two girls whispering, and then more people noticed. The casual ladies all looked over seriously, and their chatter and laughter gradually became quieter. Everyone's eyes were fixed on Miss Jiang.
In the exquisite garden in early autumn, the girl is dressed in plain brocade with a little pink and white. It is a bit dull for a birthday day, but as she walks around, there are colorful butterflies flying around her skirts and feet, surrounding her front, back, left and right. This scene is like an immortal descending to earth.
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The ladies could not help but hold their breath, fearing that the colorful butterflies would fly away.
Mrs. Jiang watched from behind, smiling softly.
The flowering period of my daughter's house is short, and the moment when it is in full bloom is remembered by others, which is considered a worthwhile life.
She cannot accompany her granddaughter for the rest of her life. The girl can only walk the next road by herself. When she is sleepy in the future, she will look back and see that the light once gave people the strength to move on.
"How is this made?" The ladies next to them were also attracted and asked, "It is obviously a plain skirt, but there is no embroidery on it?"
Of course they could see that it was not a real butterfly, it must be embroidery.
But how to make embroidery exquisite?
"It should be hidden in the pleats of the skirt, using the cleverness of light and shadow, the line of virtuality and reality, and it will only appear when walking."
A woman's voice said.
The ladies looked over and saw Miss Xiahou standing next to Mrs. Xiahou.
Mrs. Jiang smiled and nodded: "That's right." She added, "The children at home actually asked someone to make this skirt. I originally thought it was a joke, but when I took it over and took a look, it was really ingenious."
A lady was busy asking which embroidery shop it was from, but Miss Xiahou had already spoken again: "Is it the craftsmanship of the embroidery lady from Linglongfang?"
Mrs. Jiang smiled and nodded: "Exactly."
The ladies knew the name Linglongfang clearly or vaguely, and they began to talk about Linglongfang.
Miss Xiahou did not participate in the discussion anymore. She looked at Miss Jiang who was standing still and was surrounded by girls. When she was not moving, she really couldn't see the cleverness in her dress.
The embroiderer at Linglongfang really has some skills.
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It was almost dusk when we left Miss Jiang's birthday banquet, but Miss Xiahou did not go home directly, but sent the carriage and horse to another street.
Although this is not the best area in Beijing, it is still a place where every inch of land is valuable.
There are only three houses in an alley, with small facades and exquisite inner courtyards.
The maid opened the door curtain and helped Miss Xiahou get out of the car while looking at the house: "How can the third young master buy such a big house by himself? He doesn't live in it every day."
Miss Xiahou said: "He being here is equivalent to the Lu family being here. Of course, a house must be prepared."
The maid chuckled: "That's because he can afford it."
There are many students in Taixue, but few can buy a house in the capital. At most, they can only rent a courtyard or a room in an inn. With Taixue providing free accommodation, few people go to spend more money.
Just looking at Mr. Lu San, one would only think that he is charming and charming, and no one would associate him with spending money like water.
Of course, if we are really connected, we won't think him vulgar, because only those who don't need to be bothered by fireworks can be more refined and like immortals.
"Why are you talking so much?" Miss Xiahou scolded, pointing to the door, "Isn't there a family here? Where can a girl live if she doesn't have her own house? Are you here to borrow our house?"
The maid smiled: "How can you ask for a loan when you come to live in our house?"
After saying that, he avoided the lady's waving hand, walked to the door in three steps, and knocked on the door.
The door was opened quickly, and the old servant was respectful: "Miss Xiahou, you are here, our young master——"
Before he finished speaking, a girl came running quickly from behind.
She looked a little anxious, and when she stood in front of Miss Xiahou, she felt a little timid.
"Sister Xiahou." She said timidly.
Miss Xiahou smiled, reached out to hold her hand, curtsied and saluted: "Miss Ari."
Lu Rui was instantly happy when her hand was held by this noble lady from the capital, and she hurriedly knelt down to return the favor.
"I never expected that Sister Xiahou would come to see me." She said happily, and the next moment she lowered the corners of her mouth, looking aggrieved, "My brother has been imprisoning me, and now he wants to drive me back. Sister Xiahou, please help me."
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Miss Xiahou looked past her and saw Lu Yizhi walking from behind.
Lu Yizhi looked helpless: "Don't pretend to be pitiful towards Miss Xiahou, she is not the sisters you were around when you were at home."
Miss Xiahou raised her eyebrows: "What? Are you saying that I'm not as good to Ari as they are?"
Lu Yizhi said: "No, you are easier to deceive than them."
Miss Xiahou chuckled.
Lu Rui stamped her feet, blushed and made a fuss with Third Young Master Lu.
Miss Xiahou pulled her over with a smile: "Whether it's really pitiful or fake, it's really pitiful that you have to be sent back without even leaving the house after arriving in the capital. Today I will make the decision to take you around the capital."
Lu Rui happily shook Miss Xiahou's hand and cheered, then looked at Lu Yizhi and asked deliberately: "Third brother, don't you listen to me and sister Xiahou?"