Chapter 297: Meeting Mother-in-law and Daughter-in-law (3)
ps: The editor told me that there is a ranking list for historical articles, and the competition is not very fierce. You can try it. I said I would go and have a look. But when I went to the home page of Qidian, I saw that everyone was not good, and I was ranked first.
The one who published 100,000 words in a single day, I was absolutely stunned and had to read it for 30 seconds before I came back to my senses. The world is so crazy, I just have to write my own honestly.
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What is the relationship with Mijiang?
A month or two ago, Zhao Hongrun would have had no hesitation about this, and he had nothing to do with that sinister, venomous, expressionless woman.
But now, for some reason, he couldn't say the words, "It doesn't matter."
This complicated mood lasted until nightfall when everyone was having dinner in the hall of the north room.
To be fair, the food on the dinner table was quite tempting and delicious. After all, the chef in charge was temporarily hired by the royal guards from the royal kitchen of the palace, and his cooking skills were unparalleled.
But even so, Zhao Hongrun felt that it was a bit boring, because he was still thinking deeply about his relationship with Mi Jiang.
It is undeniable that he likes Miss Su's gentleness, and also likes the little girl Yang Yanxing's cuteness. It is not difficult to deduce the concept of choosing an ideal female companion. And Mi Jiang, what are her advantages?
She has a dark belly, a venomous mouth, and an expressionless face, and her living habits are similar to those of an old woman in her seventies. What's more terrible is that this woman is good at getting along with poisonous insects, such as snakes, scorpions, spiders, and caterpillars, some of which even Zhao Hongrun would find disgusting.
It's a disgusting reptile, but she can hold it in her hands and play with it without any expression. There's absolutely nothing feminine about it.
But the strange thing is that for Mi Jiang like this, Zhao Hongrun finds that he is becoming more and more accepting of this aspect of things, just like a line in a comedy drama: Once you accept this setting, you still seem to feel
Very cute.
It’s simply unreasonable!
Zhao Hongrun also felt a little speechless at the inexplicable change in his mentality.
Perhaps noticing Zhao Hongrun's gaze, Mi Jiang raised her head and took a look. When she realized that it was Zhao Hongrun's gaze, she quickly looked away.
What the hell is going on with this guy?
Zhao Hongrun frowned slightly.
Suddenly, something moved in his heart, and he secretly glanced in the direction of Miss Su. He happened to see her looking at him with an unpredictable expression, and then glanced at Mi Jiang.
No, no, no...
Zhao Hongrun was shocked, and then he realized that he and Mi Jiang were flirting with each other, which was not a good thing.
On the main seat, Concubine Shen Shu was sometimes discussing something in a low voice with Wu Guifei, and sometimes she was greeting the girls to eat with a smile. Her eyes were cast back and forth between Miss Su and Mi Jiang, which made the already awkward atmosphere
It becomes more and more embarrassing.
"Mi Jiang, you are from Runan County, right?"
Suddenly, Concubine Shen Shu asked.
Perhaps because he didn't expect Concubine Shen Shu to ask him, Mi Jiang was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes, Concubine Shen Shu."
"Besides your cousin and your biological sister, are there any other relatives in the family?" Concubine Shen Shu asked again.
Mi Jiang was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the cousin Shen Shufei was talking about was most likely referring to Xiong Tuo, the Lord of Yangcheng. He shook his head and said softly: "Maybe there are still some relatives, but we no longer have contact with him."
"Oh." Concubine Shen Shu nodded.
In fact, she knew something about Mi Jiang, and about Mi Jiang's late father, Xiong Hao of Runan County, Concubine Shen Shu had more or less heard it mentioned by a certain Zong Wei who "secretly informed", so she was not surprised.
.
"Do you plan to stay here permanently when you come to Wei?" Concubine Shen Shu asked again.
"This..." Mi Jiang couldn't figure out Concubine Shen Shu's thoughts and couldn't answer hastily. She glanced at Zhao Hongrun subconsciously.
This scene was seen by Concubine Shen Shu, and the smile on her face became even wider.
I'm just saying, this girl's family, if it wasn't for some special reason, why would she leave her hometown?
Concubine Shen Shu glanced at Zhao Hongrun with anger and reproach, perhaps secretly blaming her son for refusing to tell the truth.
Immediately, she asked Mi Jiang again: "Did you get used to living in Daliang in the past?"
…
Mi Jiang became even more confused, with doubts in her eyes. After thinking about it, she said truthfully: "I am still a little confused about the customs of your place, but the place where I live is quite good."
"That's good..." Concubine Shen Shu nodded seemingly satisfied.
Later, she asked Mi Jiang many questions, such as where the Mi Jiang sisters went after leaving their homeland of Chu when they were young.
When I heard from Mi Jiang's plain tone that this girl, who was only about three years old at the time, was forced to leave her hometown for the country of Ba, thousands of miles away, carrying her infant sister Mi Rui on her back, she felt so helpless and helpless.
Concubine Shen Shu and Concubine Wu Gui sighed repeatedly.
"Didn't your cousin send someone to escort your sisters?"
Mi Jiang said truthfully: "My cousin sent someone to escort, but on the first night after entering Pakistan, the convoy was attacked by the local Pakistanis. The guards all died in order to protect our sisters..."
Mi Jiang said it very lightly, but everyone in the room was frightened when they heard it. Not to mention Concubine Shen Shu secretly weeping at the misfortune of the two sisters, even Zhao Hongrun was a little surprised.
After all, Mi Jiang had never told her about this part of the past. In fact, looking at Mi Rui's confused look, it was obvious that even she didn't know.
It's no wonder, after all, Mi Rui was still in her infancy at that time.
"What a miserable child." Concubine Shen Shu sighed again.
Beside her, Wu Guibi couldn't help but shook her head and sighed, and murmured: "It just fits the names of her sisters...the elder sister is bitter ginger, the younger sister is young grass...both are poor children."
Looking at these two elders who were overflowing with motherhood, Zhao Hongrun felt more and more uncomfortable as he listened.
Logically speaking, Miss Su should be the protagonist of today's meal, but Concubine Shen Shu surrounded Mi Jiang asking questions. Isn't this a disguised form of neglecting Miss Su?
During this period, Zhao Hongrun secretly glanced at Miss Su and saw her sitting down with her eyebrows lowered. She seemed to be in a situation where no one cared about her, which made Zhao Hongrun feel distressed.
He wanted to talk to his mother Shen Shufei, but there were many people at the dinner table talking, so he couldn't make it too obvious, so he had to wait until the meal was over before he could talk to Shen Shufei about the matter.
The meal finally came to an end with Concubine Shen Shu and Concubine Wu Guibin questioning the Mi Jiang sisters.
Maybe Mi Jiang didn't feel anything at first, but as Concubine Shen Shu asked her questions gradually became more targeted, she seemed to have guessed something, her pretty face gradually turned red, and sometimes she peeked at Zhao Hongrun.
Not as calm as before.
Looking at this scene, the bitterness in Miss Su's eyes seemed to be even stronger. She bit her lips and sat there silently, occasionally looking up at Zhao Hongrun resentfully.
After finally surviving the meal, Zhao Hongrun quickly pulled his mother Shen Shufei aside and asked her in a low voice.
"Mom, do you have any prejudice against Miss Su?"
Concubine Shen Shu looked a little confused and asked in confusion: "Mother, I see that Miss Su is quite good, although she is a little older...Why does Run'er ask like this?"
"In that case, mother, why were you asking questions around Mi Jiang at the dinner table just now?" Zhao Hongrun said angrily.
"You stinky boy, now that your wings have become stiff, you dare to accuse me of being a mother." Concubine Shen Shu touched her son's head angrily with her finger, and then explained: "As for your Miss Su, you have already become a mother before eating.
I almost understand her, but I don’t know much about Mi Jiang..."
"What do you want to know?" Zhao Hongrun said helplessly: "My child has nothing to do with you Mijiang."
"Do you think I'm blind?" Concubine Shen Shu looked at her son angrily, then lowered her voice and said: "Run'er, actually I think the people in Mijiang are quite nice... Oh, didn't I mean that Miss Su is not good?
, I just feel that Mi Jiang..."
"Okay, okay, mother." He raised his hand to interrupt Concubine Shen Shu, and Zhao Hongrun said rather tiredly: "Isn't it Miss Su that you want to see today?"
"That's true..." Concubine Shen Shu seemed to have come to her senses.
You are really...
Shaking his head secretly, Zhao Hongrun continued with a wry smile: "Have you never thought that what you did just now is tantamount to neglecting Miss Su?"
"Huh?" Concubine Shen Shu showed a look of surprise on her face: "Yes, really?"
"..." Zhao Hongrun sighed helplessly.
It's no wonder, after all, Concubine Shen Shu entered the palace since she was a child, and she has always kept herself to herself. In addition, her physical condition is not good on weekdays, and she is only accompanied by her two sons and the palace maid Xiao Tao. Therefore, she is somewhat weak in the world of people.
After hearing her son's reminder, Concubine Shen Shu gradually realized that what she had just done seemed a bit inappropriate.
"Miss Su... you're not so small-minded, are you?"
Looking at his mother's sarcastic look, Zhao Hongrun rolled his eyes and said in an exaggerated tone: "That means Miss Su has a good temper. If it were me, I would have walked away long ago."
"You kid!" Concubine Shen Shu glared at her son, then frowned and asked, "What should we do now? Why don't we talk to Miss Su again for my mother's sake?"
"Farewell." Zhao Hongrun waved his hand and said quickly: "Let the child speak for himself."
After that, he turned and left.
As he expected, during the period after the meal, Miss Su seemed a little distracted, and every time she raised her head to look at him, Zhao Hongrun, her eyes seemed to contain a thousand words.
Seeing this, Zhao Hongrun found an opportunity and called Miss Su outside the house.
"Concubine Shu...don't you like the slave family?"
As expected, the first words Miss Su spoke were questions about herself.
Seeing this, Zhao Hongrun quickly coaxed: "How is that possible?"
"Then she..." Miss Su lowered her head, looking a little depressed.
Zhao Hongrun gently held her hand, and the two of them walked along the cobblestone path in the courtyard.
"Do you want to ask why my mother kept asking about Mi Jiang at the dinner table just now and ignored you?"
"It's not that I'm being ignored, it's just..." Miss Su shook her head, then raised her head and said dullly: "The slave family just feels that your father treats Miss Mi more than he treats the slave family..."
…
Hearing this, Zhao Hongrun smiled bitterly in his heart.
In fact, he also saw that although his mother, Concubine Shen Shu, had no prejudice against Miss Su, it was undeniable that Concubine Shen Shu had a much better impression of Mi Jiang than Miss Su. Just because Mi Jiang was in such a difficult environment
Next, forcefully pulling up her young sister was enough to make Concubine Shen Shu and Concubine Wu Gui, who were overflowing with sympathy, have a favorable impression of her.
What's more, Mi Jiang is three or four years younger than Miss Su, which exactly fits the Wei people's view of a eldest daughter-in-law.
"Stop thinking so wildly."
Zhao Hongrun held Miss Su's hand tightly, then gently held her in his arms, lowered his head and whispered in her ear, which made Miss Su's pretty face turn red with embarrassment, and she lowered her head impatiently. (To be continued.)