One Hundred and Seventieth Chapter of the Self-Character Scroll
Qingwen glanced at the other party. She also knew Jin Chuan'er's temperament. He was not the kind who didn't know how to advance or retreat, but his behavior when he came to Yongping Mansion today was indeed a bit strange. Even grandma found it difficult.
At first, I was a little confused about whether to go to see Baoqin's grandma. Although she finally agreed to go, her grandma also warned me about what to say when she faced Baoqin. Even Yuanyang was a little worried on the way.
, let yourself hold back a little bit and don't pour everything out.
Qingwen had the feeling that the Jia family's spirit seemed to be slowly dissipating, and they no longer had the calm and peaceful composure of the past.
In the past, the trinity of the ancestors, the wife and the second grandma Lian could basically support the affairs of the Rongguo Mansion, but now, the second grandma Lian is still trying to maintain it, but she and the second master Lian have reconciled and divorced.
, the confidence is not that strong. The ancestor and his wife did not seem to get a good result because of the eldest girl entering the palace, and they were also a little frustrated and hesitant.
In addition, the two masters seemed to have other thoughts, which made the whole family feel a little confused.
Even when she went back to Rongguo Mansion and saw many friends and acquaintances from the past, she could feel the dimness of her spirit.
This can also be seen from Yuanyang's attitude. Originally, everyone thought that the eldest daughter entering the palace was an honor for the entire Jia family and would be of great help to the Jia family's future, but now it seems that this is purely an illusion.
The eldest girl seems to be very unpopular in the palace, and may even be a drag on the Jia family. This also makes everyone a little doubtful about the eldest girl's many things and requests, so Yuanyang reminds Qingwen.
"Jinchuaner, I am from the Feng family, so I can save the time, but the Jia family and the Feng family are also closely related. Do you think you are smarter than me and grandma? Otherwise, why would you go to see your mother-in-law during her wedding ceremony?
, and grandma wants me to go to Jia's house?" Qingwen was not polite, "I understand your kindness, but don't treat others as fools."
Jin Chuan'er laughed, she had long been accustomed to Qingwen's straightforward and fiery temperament, "Well, I just want to remind you not to mislead me. I also know that I have constant involvement with the Jia family.
relationship, but now that I have arrived in Yongping Mansion, I am afraid that many things are beyond my ability. If the Jia family comes to inquire after I return, Qingwen, you will have to explain it well."
Qingwen snorted softly and stopped talking, while Jin Chuan didn't care, "Let's go and have a rest first. I guess I will finish writing the letter later and have something to ask you. It's a good life in Yongping Mansion."
Let’s rest for a couple of days and let’s talk about your lovesickness…”
Qingwen admired Jin Chuan'er's cheeky attitude the most. Although she was cold-tempered, she always managed to take advantage of her position as the chief maid. She was cold-hearted like this.
But the other party can still greet me with a smile on his face, which he really can't do.
However, the teasing tone in the other party's words still made Qingwen feel a little bit feverish, "Jinchuan'er, stop chewing your tongue..."
"Why am I talking nonsense? Do you mean that you don't care about me? Or that I don't like you anymore? It's not easy for you to come here. I will tell you later and I will just do the good thing. You are here too
Rest in Yongping Mansion for a few days before going back..."
Jin Chuan'er's words made Qingwen blush, but even if she had such intention, it was impossible this time. She was so angry that she said, "Lang Hoozi, you think that everyone is the same as you, but you think about it all day long.
Those things? No one can be insulted,..."
"Why, will I be able to humiliate you by following me?" Jin Chuan'er was not forgiving, but her tone was more cunning, "Do you dare to say that you have never thought about me combing you?"
Being pushed so hard by Jin Chuan'er that she couldn't answer, Qingwen didn't want to lie unintentionally, so she could only widen her eyes and say viciously: "I think it's my business, I don't need you to tell me what to do, don't think I've pulled it out."
The leader feels like he is a maid, and he still doesn’t know who he is?"
Jin Chuan'er sneered, "Oh, you really spoke your mind, how could I give you up?"
Qingwen also sneered in return, "In terms of precision and thoroughness, I'm not as good as you, but don't think you're the only one, Mandarin Duck and Heping'er will not lose to you..."
Jin Chuan'er felt a little chilled in her heart.
To be honest, Jin Chuaner really doesn't think Qingwen can threaten her status. Although Qingwen is more handsome, she doesn't serve people for long. Everyone knows this old saying, not to mention that she is just a girl who is married to his wife.
I am afraid that if I can give birth to a son, I will have the opportunity to raise a concubine.
Look at the women around this man. Not to mention Grandma, Baochai, and Daiyu, there are three main wives. How many of the concubines and girls may be in the future?
Miaoyu and Xue Baoqin are both beautiful and beautiful, and the appearance of the two girls is not inferior to others. These two girls also look like Hu Ji, and they are quite favored by the father, but this is just superficial appearance.
Jin Chuan'er understands her identity and has found her position accurately, just like the girls next to her grandmothers. Zijuan is gentle and gentle, and Ying'er is arrogant and arrogant, but they can hardly pose a challenge to her. Although Qingwen is a very good girl,
She valued her, but her rough and fiery temperament did not carry enough weight. The Siqi beside the second girl was equally reckless. Although her figure suited Ye's taste, she was not qualified to sit firmly in the position of a maid.
But the mandarin duck and Ping'er mentioned by Qingwen made Jinchuan'er dare not underestimate him.
It turns out that the only person in Rongguo Mansion who can suppress her is probably Yuanyang, but Yuanyang follows her ancestors, so how could she come to Feng Mansion, unless she was attracted by him?
And Ping'er is indeed not inferior to him, but in Jin Chuan'er's view, this is even more impossible. Ping'er is from the Wang family. Although the second mistress has reconciled with the second master Lian, she either stays in Rongguo Mansion.
Or just leave the Jia family and have nothing to do with the Feng family anyway.
In order to suppress her own limelight, Qingwen actually pulled these two people out.
"If Yuanyang is willing to come to our house, of course I will welcome him with both hands. As for Ping'er, Qingwen, don't talk too much, don't ruin the reputation of Second Mistress Lian." Jin Chuan'er put her hands on her hips and snorted coldly.
When Ping'er arrives at the Feng Mansion, where will he put Wang Xifeng, who has separated from her?
Qingwen was careless and didn't expect this, and felt that what she said was wrong, but she refused to lose face in front of Jin Chuan'er.
"Hmph, then who can tell clearly how Second Grandma Lian will get married now? If she doesn't get married, how can Ping'er still be like this for the rest of her life? Second Grandma Lian has a clever sister, what about Ping'er? What if it's Lian Er?
Grandma is doing Ping'er well, so giving Ping'er to me is the best arrangement."
Not to mention, although Qingwen's words are a bit unreasonable, if you think about it carefully, it is still the same thing. Ping'er is only seventeen or eighteen years old and in the prime of his youth. Could it be that because the master who followed him divorced, his family also
Are you going to die alone?
Even if Ping'er is willing, I'm afraid Wang Xifeng won't be able to do such a thing. If you really want to do Ping'er's best, then you should give him a chance.
Jin Chuan'er was also suffocated by Qingwen's rebuttal. It was difficult to refute. This possibility still exists. It depends on how interested I am in Ping'er and the thoughts of Mistress Lian.
Seeing that Jin Chuan'er couldn't refute for a while, Qingwen also knew to give it up and said, "Okay, Jin Chuan'er, who can't understand your thoughts? I came to Yongping under the arrangement of grandma, so there is no need for you to worry unfounded."
, it’s not your turn to worry about things, so don’t make trouble for yourself..."
Jin Chuan'er also sneered, "I still have to worry about the things that I should worry about. I didn't say anything, so it's your turn to point fingers?"
Xiangling was also troubled by the verbal exchanges between the two. The two of them could usually get along peacefully. How come they had been breaking up for several months, but they still started to fight each other when they met?
"Alright, Jin Chuan'er and Qingwen, don't talk nonsense here. Listen up, you both have to eat Paitou." Xiangling held one hand by the other and walked out, "Qingwen, you too
Too dry, Jin Chuan'er also has good intentions,..."
"Okay, Xiangling, you don't have to be the peacemaker. Who else doesn't know her thoughts?..."
The sounds gradually faded away, and Feng Ziying, who was hiding behind the door with her ears pricked up, breathed a sigh of relief.
He had anticipated this situation for a long time, but he didn't expect that it had not yet exploded among his wives and concubines, but now clues began to appear among the maids. The blessings of this group of people were really not easy to enjoy.
But this kind of taste and feeling is difficult for a man to give up no matter what. Shura Field is far better than sour grapes, so Feng Ziying is willing to take a gamble on it.
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Under the majestic Guancheng, a few people stood silently.
The majestic man who wholesales turbans puts his hands on his back and looks out at the mountains.
Behind him are three men with different looks, but each with his own bearing. The eldest man has a serious face, high eyebrows, high cheekbones, and a pair of extremely sharp falcon eyes;
He has thin lips and short beard, and looks a bit sinister; the one on the outside is the youngest, with a relatively pale complexion. He is dressed in white and actually holds a folding fan in his hand. He has the posture of a handsome young man, but it is a pity that a scar on his forehead has damaged it.
His passable appearance made him a bit violent and vicious.
The other two people stood on the other side of the closed door, facing the majestic man from a distance.
One of them is short and stocky, wearing armor. He has a hundred-refined nine-ring sword at his waist. The blade is covered with a minimalist sheath wrapped in horn glue, allowing him to wield the blade in the shortest time.
out.
The other person was wearing a green shirt and a gray scarf, with lowered eyebrows and eyes. He seemed to be particularly interested in the ants moving on the ground. His eyes kept falling on the ground and he did not want to look up for a long time.
On both sides of Guancheng, the engraved and refreshed plaques were covered with cloth, and no one knew what was written behind them. Of course, to these people, this was no secret.
"In the city where horses are raised, millions of soldiers invite the sun and the moon; the sea dragons are hoarded, and half the emperor is holding the world in check."
