Zhu Yuan is about to go to the camp, which is one of the few major events in Beijing recently.

In addition to the long-standing congratulations of the Marquis Cheng'en Mansion, the Prince Xingping Mansion of Wuning Bo Mansion, and came to the door to reply to the post saying that he would definitely arrive, other people who came to the Zhu family to inquire were almost crossing the threshold of the family.

Mrs. Zhu San really didn't go through such a big battle, and she couldn't help but feel a little panicked.

When he was in Qingzhou, Mrs. Zhu San always thought that Zhu Yuan was a person with no luck. I was afraid that his whole life would only stay in Houshan Teahouse until he was a teenager, and then he would just marry a mountain villager when he was in a custody.

I really didn't expect that Zhu Yuan would have such an opportunity in the thirty years of Hedong and thirty years of Hexi.

I’m afraid that even if Sheng had not fallen, the scene of the legitimate daughter Zhu Xi and the Hailang in which Sheng was located was like this.

Who could have expected it?

She sighed in her heart, but she became more cautious and cautious on her face, and there was no other reason-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Now, he is the wife of the Qianhu Master, the wife of Qianhu. She is very skilled in handling the affairs of the back house. Even if she interacts with the wives of the high-ranking officials and outstanding ranks, she is generous and not at all inferior, neither humble nor arrogant.

It seems that I have followed Zhu Yuan for a long time and have seen big scenes, so I don’t take these to heart.

After a busy day, Mrs. Zhu San returned to her house and sighed to Mr. Zhu San: "I really didn't expect that today will be there."

Master Zhu San knew what she meant, so he stood up to look at her and repeatedly reminded her: "Nothing was unexpected. This girl has soared into the sky from now on. We will do our own thing well. Don't make things difficult for her, otherwise she will be as easy as a ants to kill us."

Master Zhu San could see clearly that everyone in the Zhu family now valued Zhu Yuan very much. Zhu Yuan finally agreed to marry from the Zhu family, which was a huge opportunity for the Zhu family.

If anyone dares to destroy this opportunity, he will not be named Zhu in his life.

Where did Mrs. Zhu San dare now? Before she could speak, she heard that someone came to deliver a post outside and couldn't help but feel confused: "I have never had much friendship with the ladies in the capital..."

It's not her fault.

She was not from a high-ranking family. After all, Master Zhu San is different from Zhu Zhengsong and has no fame. After all, it was because of her own brother's development that he was just a rampant land in Qingzhou.

This marriage was not considered a bad match back then.

Therefore, Mrs. Zhu San’s knowledge is naturally limited.

Her contacts with the wives in the capital were even more limited, and she didn't even know the wives in the capital.

But now someone comes to deliver a visitation...

Mrs. Zhu San didn't know what was going on.

However, Master Zhu San thought about it and felt that this matter was indeed a bit strange, but it was not incomprehensible. After all, the Zhu family seemed to have become Zhu Yuan’s serious family, and Zhu Yuan would marry from the Zhu family by then.

Since that's the case, then someone wants to take a walk from the Zhu family, and this also makes sense.

But Mr. Zhu San was clear-headed. Others thought he could walk from the Zhu family, but he himself knew his weight.

Zhu Yuan didn't like them very much. If they dared to rely on Zhu Yuan to get benefits, Zhu Yuan would turn around and chop them up and feed them to pigs.

He could ask Mrs. Zhu San to go out and take a look, but he would definitely not be able to speak nonsense or accept anything.

Mrs. Zhu San said in a daze, answered the post and read it. Seeing that it was the wife of Lord Huang’s mansion, she became even more confused.

Lord Huang is said to be a doctor in Taichang Temple, but he is a fifth-rank official.

But the second and third ranks in the capital are all walking around, and the fifth rank is nothing.

The key is that Mrs. Zhu San is really not familiar with her.

Therefore, after seeing Mrs. Huang, Mrs. Zhu San exchanged a few polite and distant greetings and got to the point: "I don't know why the lady is coming to the door?"

Mrs. Zhu San was trembling at Mrs. Meng, the prefect, back then, not to mention that she had entered the capital and entered the capital.

She was very polite.

Mrs. Huang had high cheekbones and slender eyes. When she heard Mrs. Zhu San’s question, she smiled: "It's nothing. The third wife came from Qingzhou from afar. We were close to each other, so I came to visit her with shameless face."

Relatives?

Mrs. Zhu looked at her suspiciously, and could not remember when she had this relative.

When Mrs. Huang was surprised to see her, she knew that she didn't know at all, but Mrs. Huang didn't feel embarrassed and explained with a smile: "I didn't know. Then this time, the niece from Qingzhou came to the house and realized that my niece was your nephew. Isn't that a coincidence? People say that meeting an old friend in a foreign land is a great joy, let alone that we are relatives? I thought, it would be fine if we didn't know, but if we know, we must come to see each other, so that we have done our best. Please don't think I'm prone to take my liberty."

What a relative?

Mrs. Zhu San has lived in her parents' home for the past few years, and her nephews are only two of them, both of whom are the sons of his brother. After thinking about it, Mrs. Zhu San asked, "I don't know which niece-in-law is my?"

"It's A Chun." Mrs. Huang said gentle and gentle: "I don't know that our two families have such a relationship."

Oh, yes, it is Wu Chun, the eldest nephew’s wife.

Mrs. Zhu San was relieved and was really happy: "Achun has also come to the capital? So, you are still the wife of the in-laws... How can this be said to be presumptuous..."

After saying this a few more words, the atmosphere between the two gradually became warmer. At this moment, I don’t know if it was unintentional, Mrs. Huang casually said: “The third wife is extraordinary now, and she is also the relative of the future Crown Princess. The third wife is really lucky.”

Mrs. Zhu San's flattering words were a bit disgusting.

If you are blessed or not, this may not be true.

She didn't speak much, and Mrs. Huang said again: "Speaking of this, Achun came to the capital, I am really worried about my in-laws. I heard that my in-laws are not very harmonious with the county lord in the past?"

This incident made Mrs. Zhu San feel uneasy, but she finally shook her head: "What happened here is just a misunderstanding before. They are all the flesh and blood of their own relatives. The county lord is the most sensible and respects us a lot. Otherwise, the patriarch would not come to welcome the county lord in person. Our tribe is looking forward to the county lord's good."
Chapter completed!