It was already time on the morning of the tenth day of the lunar month, so Aunt Shi and Lan Xiang were waiting for Zheng Tan in the Jiqing Hall. Jin Tong had specially told him that Zheng Tan must come over and learn how to take care of the middle feeder.
At about the right time, Jintong arrived on time with two nuns and four maids. Jintong didn't even look at Zheng Zhan, and sat down directly at the main seat to arrange work.
Several principals in the Hou Mansion were ordered by position, and Wu An was naturally the first: "Mrs. Bing, Mr. Jiang, the Imperial Master, what gift should I give you for your sixteenth birthday next month?"
"First tell me how Mr. Jiang celebrates his birthday every year!"
"Follow your orders! Every year on Mr. Jiang's birthday, he closes the door to thank guests. Everyone who goes to Beijing puts birthday gifts at the concierge. Mr. Jiang does not accept any valuables, only ordinary calligraphy and paintings, and his own thousand-layer cloth shoes and clothes.
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Jintong: "What's Mr. Jiang's hobby? What did Master Qi give him last year?"
"Back to Madam, Mr. Jiang's only hobby is wine tasting. Early in the morning on his birthday last year, Master Qi personally went hunting in Qixia Mountain and shot a wild wolf. He personally carried the wild wolf and gave it to Mr. Jiang.
It is said that wolf skin is the warmest, so I peeled off the wolf skin and made two long knee pads for Mr. Jiang to use in the winter."
Jintong lost her temper! What kind of weird husband is this? She couldn't help but sigh: "What did the wild wolf do? Why did you kill it?"
Wu An was a little unable to react: "Back to Madam, the wild wolf was wandering around Qixia Mountain and ate a lot of livestock raised by farmers. When Master Qi heard about this, he was afraid that the wild wolf would hurt people, so he killed it."
Jintong didn't want to pay attention to him. Hum, she and the ancient old man had nothing in common! She ordered Subai: "Subai, write it down, remind me to prepare Mr. Jiang's birthday gift." Subai nodded.
Aunt Chu from the sewing room came out to report: "Madam, in previous years, all the maids and servants in the mansion changed into summer clothes at the beginning of May. This year, the seventh master is not here, and the madam has been ill for a long time, and we still haven't arranged it yet."
"What were the arrangements in previous years?"
"Back to Madam, in previous years, we were all decent ladies, each wearing six sets of solemnly colored floral silk clothes. The maids around each master have three-color clothes, peach pink, light green, and goose yellow, which are worn in turn. The first and second classes also have six sets of clothes.
There are four sets of linen clothes for the third class and four sets of linen clothes for the boys."
"Zheng Zhan, what do you think?"
When Zheng Zheng heard this, he was very dissatisfied: "Aunt Chu, what are you doing in the embroidery room all day long? It's already the tenth day of the Lunar New Year and you haven't made any summer clothes yet?"
Jintong snorted: "Mother Chu, tell the eldest lady how many things your embroidery room sent to Yaxinxuan in May."
"Yes!" Aunt Chu bowed respectfully to Jintong first, and then told Zheng Zhan: "Miss, from May to today, the embroidery room will have Yaxinxuan's bedding, sheets, pillows, and bed curtains.
The curtains, chair cushions, backrests, etc., a total of 214 pieces of embroidery, have all been replaced with bright colors and thin ones. They may be too scattered, and the eldest lady may not even notice."
Zheng Zheng's face was red. She didn't know that these were all made by the embroidery room. But she couldn't afford to be embarrassed and said forcefully: "Since your embroidery room has time to embroider these things, why don't you also embroider summer clothes?"
Aunt Chu was shocked: "Miss, the clothes used by respectable maids and nuns will be more expensive. You must report to the madam before you can go to the warehouse to collect them. I don't dare to make my own decisions. As for the second and third grades.
The clothes of the maids and the servants have all been cut, but the eldest maid, the steward, has not changed into new clothes, so the people below cannot change into them first, this is the rule."
Zheng Zhan was so embarrassed that Aunt Shi hurriedly pulled her and told her not to speak again. It was so embarrassing!
Jintong pretended not to hear what Zheng Zhan said and ordered: "Aunt Chu, please follow the rules of previous years and measure and tailor clothes for everyone in the house in the past two days." He turned around and told Aunt Cai: "
Mammy, from my private treasury, I will take four pieces of rain silk Tianqing brocade and four pieces of colorful halo brocade. For those who have to come to Jiqing Hall to reply, I will give you two sets of fine clothes."
The Jiqing Hall was suddenly filled with joy, and everyone thanked him one after another.
Next, in the dining room, there were about ten things to do about the scattered flowers and trees. Jintong handled them one by one in an orderly manner.
Zheng Zheng was dazzled beside her. She never knew that there were so many things going on in the mansion in one day!
Jintong took care of everything and turned around to educate her: "Our Pingninghou Mansion has a relatively simple population in Shangjing, but there are more than 200 people in the house. If you marry into such a family, you will be able to
Can you hold it up?"
Zheng Zheng didn't dare to say anything.
"Why did I ask you to go to school? If you go to school at your girl's home, you will be wise, know what it is to be a woman, and know the way of saints! You are nine years old now, and you have reached the age to get married. You will not get married in the future.
You are a member of the royal family, and you are from a scholarly and wealthy family. If you are illiterate, how can you run the family, educate your children, and assist your husband?"
Zheng Zhan was speechless and went to study on the twelfth day.
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As soon as Shen Miaolian arrived at the family temple, the abbot Jing'an personally brought over a dozen scriptures and told her to copy each book 108 times before sending it to the Buddha to be burned, praying that the Marquis of Pingning would be victorious and return home unscathed!
What a joke, she sneered contemptuously in her heart! She just told Xiaozhu and the others to put the scriptures on the table, and then the master and servants discussed countermeasures and planned the way to go next.
The next day, Grandma Jin took dozens of small banknotes and a few fifty-tael silver ingots and went out to find out the news. One morning passed, but there was still no news. Shen Miaolian was restless waiting.
Ever since she found out that the Holy Master had assigned Jintong, the legitimate daughter of the Marquis of Jingbei, to be married to the Seventh Master, she had been anxious.
I remember that when the power of the court was still in the hands of the regent, the Holy Lord was forced by the regent and had no choice but to lead a personal expedition to quell the war in the southwest. Unfortunately, he was misled by treacherous ministers and took advantage of the power, and was ambushed. The old Marquis of Jingbei and his three sons fought for
They rescued him safely, resulting in two deaths and two serious injuries. Therefore, the Holy Lord always took good care of Jintong and made him the princess. Later, seeing the decline of Jingbei Hou, he gave Jintong a marriage to the Seventh Master. As soon as this man entered the door, he made him the princess.
Madam Yipingaoming, this is an unprecedented favor! How can she compete with her?
She worked hard in the mansion for nearly ten years, and even prepared for a rainy day before Jintong came in. She embezzled more money and bribed more people to work for her, just to gather more power to fight against Jintong.
After Jintong entered the house, she became very anxious!
She didn't expect that Jintong's appearance was so outstanding!
She was young and beautiful, had a noble status, and was married by the emperor. It was only a matter of time before she gave birth to a legitimate son! So when she first married in Jintong, she secretly provoked her.
In fact, she succeeded! After only three days, Zheng Qiyan became more and more dissatisfied with the arrogant and willful Jintong!
She also did her tricks with the water she drank every day. Qi Ye is a man, and martial arts practitioners have strong bodies. Jintong rarely eats at Yanbo Haomiaoxuan, so it doesn't have much impact. Jintong is different, but three
I had diarrhea for five days.
Later, Master Qi went to fight in southern Xinjiang, and she ordered Li Manniu, who was having an affair with Xiaoying, to do something in the corridor of Huxinting Pavilion to set up Jintong to fall into the water! If a woman's body is cold, it will be difficult to get pregnant! Only Jintong has no chance of getting pregnant. As a wife, her status is unstable, so she can find a way to retain Master Qi's heart and bear children for him herself!
Coming to the family temple to copy scriptures and pray for blessings was just a show, she told herself. She was thinking about what to do next.
In the end, it was until Grandma Jin was escorted back by a few strong nuns.
Master Jing'an asked Shen Miaolian with a face as deep as the bottom of a pot: "Amitabha! Aunt Shen, what's going on with you, a nanny? How can you behave like this when you wander around a sacred place like a temple and ask around?"
Shen Miaolian was startled and quickly explained: "Master Jing'an must have misunderstood! I have just arrived at the family temple and am not familiar with the place, so I asked Aunt Jin to go and find out about it, in case I accidentally bumped into something!"
"Amitabha, isn't Aunt Shen here to copy scriptures and pray for Mrs. Tai? How come you know about the situation in the family temple? Is it possible that Aunt Shen has seen through the world of mortals and wants to become a nun?" Mrs. Jing'an had a very venomous tongue.
"Since you, an old nun, know that our aunt is here to copy scriptures and pray for blessings! How dare you be so rude! If you were the Madam, how dare you be so disrespectful?!" Xiaozhu, as Shen Miaolian's personal maid, had never After being so angry, I immediately fought back.
"Mrs. Tai also came here. She copied twenty scriptures every day and placed them before the Buddha respectfully. The rest of the time she chanted scriptures and prayed devoutly! I would like to ask Aunt Shen, how many scriptures have been copied? Can I show them to the poor nun? Na?" Jing'an looked at Shen Miaolian with a sly smile.
Shen Miaolian naturally couldn't take it out. She stepped forward and pulled Jing'an over and secretly stuffed a banknote into her: "Master, please be accommodating and let Aunt Jin go first. We can talk about the rest!"
Jing'an shook off Shen Miaolian's hand: "Aunt Shen, please respect yourself! Aunt Jin violated the rules of the family temple and will be punished. Your maid is disrespectful to the poor nun, and the poor nun will not care about it for now. However, Aunt Shen ignored the family temple and copied the scriptures. You are dishonest and don’t deserve to live in this wing dedicated to the Madam! Hui Ke wisely moved Aunt Shen and the others to the back of the side hall until Aunt Shen wants to sincerely copy scriptures to pray for the Seventh Master!" After saying this, he waved his sleeves. Then left.
Shen Miaolian was shocked, this monk was really pure and regarded money as dung!
She didn't know that Wu An came to explain it in person, and Mrs. Zhen sent her confidants to explain it again. With a two-pronged approach, how could Jing'an dare not pay attention to it?!
Therefore, before they came, Jing'an had already given orders that anyone who dared to interact privately with Shen Miaolian and his servants would do so at their own risk!
Several strong nuns had already pushed Nanny Jin to the ground for execution. Shen Miaolian panicked and went over with several maids to protect her. During the tugging, the nuns slapped them on several boards without politeness.
"Don't think that just because you are copying scriptures for Mrs. Tai, you can do whatever you want! Mrs. Tai has told you that if you copy scriptures honestly, you will be treated with courtesy! If you have any dirty thoughts, what are the rules in the family temple? , punish her as you please!" A nun mercilessly pushed Shen Miaolian down with a board and scolded her loudly.
"Huixin, don't make loud noises in the family temple!" Master Jing'an's voice came clearly from outside.
"Follow your orders!" Hui Xin replied, shut up and concentrated on beating the person.
Several maids hurriedly helped Shen Miaolian up. The master and servants were at a loss what to do. They just watched as Grandma Jin was beaten ten times, and then she was urged by a group of nuns to pack her things and push her to the back of the side hall. Inside the dilapidated courtyard.
Aunt Jin held on with strength: "Auntie, it's all because of the old slave's poor handling of things that has caused trouble to you. Xiaozhu, you two should clean up this place first." The family temple is all female. Although Aunt Jin has suffered a lot, she is only skinny. Injury, but no damage to muscles or bones.
Shen Miaolian wiped away her tears: "Mommy, it's not your fault! I underestimated that bitch Jintong!"
"Auntie, these nuns in the family temple are all unwilling to accept the soft words. They must have received some explanation before they dare to treat us like this. Let's accept the soft words first, and then slowly plan. A good man will not suffer the immediate loss! The family temple will hold sacrifices next month, Mrs. It will definitely come, and we will make a fuss when the time comes!" Miao Lian felt her head was in a blur, at a loss, and she nodded slowly with tears in her eyes.
When it was time to eat, Huiyan came to get the scriptures copied by Shen Miaolian.
Shen Miaolian bowed to her politely: "Master, can you wait for me to copy it and send it to you personally tomorrow?"
Huiyan put her palms together and returned the greeting: "Amitabha, of course it's okay. Xiaoni, don't bother Aunt Shen to copy the scriptures!"
Then, the six masters and servants waited until there were no stars in the sky and brought them dinner. They wanted to go out to ask, but the door was blocked. They remembered that a little nun had told them before: "The rules of the family temple require that everyone in the temple go to the main hall to recite morning prayers at Mao hour." Sutra: Everyone in the temple must attend evening classes individually during the Youshi period, and must not move around."
What do the six masters and servants not understand at this time? With tens of thousands of taels of silver in their pockets and unable to buy a grain of rice, they had no choice but to stay up late with an empty stomach and light a dim and smelly oil lamp, copying twenty Book of scriptures.
The next day, Shen Miaolian, whose eyes were red and dizzy, and Xiaozhu, who also had a pale face, supported each other under the dim morning stars and Yin Mo came to Master Jing'an and respectfully presented the scriptures.
"Amitabha, my aunt is sincere, but she is tired!"
Shen Miaolian hurriedly returned the gift and begged in a low voice: "Master Jing'an, Grandma Jin is old and has been punished by the cane. Please be kind to Master Jing'an and reward her with some golden medicine!"
"Of course!" Master Jing'an said with compassion on her face: "Amitabha, Aunt Shen doesn't need to go to morning classes today! Huiyan Huixin, you go with Aunt Shen to take a look, and if there is anything missing, hurry up and make up for it. Huineng, go get some gold sores. Give the medicine to Aunt Shen."
The so-called repairing was just to paste up the worn-out window sill. Shen Miaolian's six masters and servants lived in such a miserable way in an old house.