Five hundred and twentieth chapters bad reputation
Mrs. Xu was thinking about her troublemaking son at this time and did not pay attention to her daughter's expression.
Xu Qinghuan couldn't help but feel that she had escaped a disaster. If she made as much noise as her brother did, wouldn't it mean that her mother would have a few more gray hairs born out of thin air?
But last night's dream was really strange. They said they thought about something every day and dreamed about it at night. She usually thought it was easy to call her Song Chengxuan, Mr. Song, so why did she change it to... Lang Jun.
She didn't want to change her words, so her husband's voice sounded a bit more coquettish out of thin air. Her voice seemed to be the same in the dream, but the person who made her blush the most was the one who forced her to change her words.
Master Song should not be so thick-skinned.
Maybe it really is a ridiculous dream.
"It would be nice if your brother could be as prudent as Cheng Xuan," Mrs. Xu couldn't help but shook her head, "Your father and I are worried about this. That girl from the Zhao family..."
Speaking of Zhao Ruzhen, Xu Qinghuan looked at his mother: "Did you get a letter from the Zhao family?"
Mrs. Xu nodded: "It's the New Year, and I sent a gift from Cangxi, as well as two letters, one for me and one for you."
Mrs. Xu handed the letter to Xu Qinghuan.
Xu Qinghuan stood to see if it was really Ruzhen. It has been a long time since Fengxiang's incident. Has mother and daughter finally found a place to stay?
Xu Qinghuan couldn't wait to open the letter and read it carefully. A smile gradually appeared on Xu Qinghuan's face. Ruzhen wrote in great detail. After they arrived in Zhaojiacun, they began to be ostracized. At that time, the Zhao clan rebelled.
, almost all the people in Zhaojiacun died, and the remaining tribesmen were unwilling to mention what happened back then.
Later, Mrs. Cao and Zhao Ruzhen also figured out that they should not pursue the past anymore. As long as they lived well in Zhaojiacun, Zhao Shan would definitely be happy under Jiuquan.
Zhao Ruzhen started to do some embroidery work. At that time, Mrs. Cao wanted to enslave Ruzhen and make her do a lot of needlework every day without rest. Ruzhen was a blessing in disguise and developed good skills. Ruzhen accepted many female celebrities from wealthy families.
Now there are young women in Zhaojiacun who want to learn embroidery techniques from Ruzhen. Ruzhen plans to open an embroidery workshop after the Chinese New Year.
Mrs. Cao is also buying land to plant cotton next year. I heard that the cotton cultivation in the southeast is very good. Ruzhen plans to go to the southeast next year, but before that, she must come to the capital to watch the ceremony and see her get married.
The letter also asked her how Mr. Song was doing.
Xu Qinghuan put the letter away.
Mrs. Xu said: "The Zhao family's mother and daughter also gave some gifts. I think most of them are needlework." She looked at her daughter with a smile and said, "The Zhao family's girl is attentive and knows what you need now."
Ruzhen is really good, has a clear mind, and always thinks of others. Growing up in a place like the Cao family, she can keep her true heart, and she is a kind-hearted person by nature.
It's a pity that Ru Zhenxin doesn't even mention my brother at all.
The servants brought the gifts from the Zhao family. Xu Qinghuan looked at them carefully. From handkerchiefs and socks to dresses and cloaks, they made a whole box.
Not finished.
Mrs. Xu looked at these and saw that Miss Zhao knew how to measure things. All the needlework she made was for Qing Huan to wear, and none of them were bedding or bedding in the room.
Mrs. Xu couldn't help but say: "This child is really thoughtful."
"Sister, I heard that the Zhao family's sister is here to bring gifts."
Xu Qing'an ran into the yard panting. Before anyone could enter the door, shouts could already be heard in the house.
Mrs. Xu's face immediately darkened and she looked at her irritable son. With his appearance, it would be difficult for him to marry him in the future. He was exactly like the Marquis. She didn't know how she agreed to this marriage back then.
During the marriage, when she married into the Xu family, she hugged her mother and cried hard. She always felt that her beauty was so unlucky, and she was afraid that she would only have a few more years to live.
The first time Lord Hou knelt in front of her and begged for mercy, her heart almost exploded, and she always felt like she had entered the Hall of Hell.
well.
Now it's like this again.
"Walk well," Mrs. Xu scolded her son, "Your father found out and wants to punish you again. I won't stop you this time."
Xu Qing'an did not refute his mother, and sat down politely, staring at the big box, looking at the finished needlework, and looking at Xu Qinghuan expectantly: "Sister, does this belong to me?"
Xu Qinghuan shook his head: "This is a congratulatory gift from sister Ruzhen."
Xu Qing'an's expression froze. He would not be included in the wedding gifts, and it was not his intention to get married. This was understandable. He looked at the letter on the table and asked, "Did you mention me in the letter?"
Xu Qinghuan shook his head again: "No, these are all private words of my daughter's family."
Xu Qingan couldn't help but feel disappointed. He had sent things to sister Ruzhen many times, but sister Ruzhen refused to accept them. Now he doesn't mention him when writing to her sister.
Maybe... Or, what sister Ruzhen wants to say to him cannot be written in the letter, otherwise it will be terrible if someone sees it.
Xu Qingan asked again: "Will sister Ruzhen come to Beijing?"
Xu Qinghuan nodded: "I will come. I should leave after the New Year."
Xu Qingan's eyes lit up again. Sister Ruzhen will definitely like him when she sees what he looks like as a young hero now.
Mrs. Xu couldn't help but shake her head again. Her son's confident appearance gave her a feeling of déjà vu. The Marquis was not like this back then. She made it clear that she had no intention of him, but he used a bow and arrow to threaten her. She hoped that her son would not
do such a thing.
The mother and son had breakfast.
"Miss," Meng Lingyun came to report, "Mrs. Prince Shunyang is here to pick up the eldest lady."
King Jian's case involved the secrets of that year. Mr. Shen went to the prison to confirm the identity of the old woman. Prince Shunyang sent a message to invite her to go with him to hear the case.
Mrs. Xu stepped forward to tidy up Xu Qinghuan's cloak: "It's a cold place when you go in and out of the prison all day long, so I asked you to bring more heaters."
Xu Qinghuan said: "Don't worry, mother, Yin Gui and Feng Chu will take good care of our daughter."
"After this case is over, I will stay at home and take good care of myself," Mrs. Xu said. "I hope my condition will improve before we get married, so that I can feel at ease."
Xu Qinghuan responded, now that this case is over, she can really rest. It's the New Year's Eve, the New Year is bustling with excitement, and after the New Year, there will be women accompanying her in the house to prepare the dowry.
Maybe she still feels depressed...
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In the prison of the Ministry of Punishment.
Mr. Shen looked at the old woman in front of him carefully under the light.
The old woman suddenly smiled, with a somewhat sarcastic look on her face: "I'm afraid your chamberlain doesn't recognize me anymore, right?"
There is indeed a world of difference between the female family member who had a smooth face and was as pretty as a flower back then and the old woman in front of her.
"Judging by her face, it should be her," Master Shen looked at Prince Shunyang, "Has Prince Prince asked her about matters related to Prince An's Mansion back then?"
Prince Shunyang nodded: "After asking, I asked someone to verify what she said, and it is quite consistent." Although it is difficult to find out these details, you can still find some basis by asking carefully.
"Why should I lie to you?" the old woman said, "I have told you that Huijing is a royal relative of the Great Zhou Dynasty."
"That's not necessarily true," a clear female voice sounded, "The person may be right, but who can prove that she is pregnant with Prince An's heir? Without proof, let alone the royal family will not recognize it casually, even for ordinary people.
It is also extremely difficult to prove the identity of the foreign minister.
I encountered such a case in Changzhou, and even now he has not been able to recognize his ancestor."
Xu Qinghuan slowly took a few steps forward and looked at Prince Shunyang: "Huijing's character is not similar to that of Prince An. Wouldn't admitting his mistake ruin Prince An's reputation?"
The old woman stared at Xu Qinghuan with her eyes full of hatred.