"The body of Aunt Yue... was thrown in the mass grave."
Zhang Xiu had a stern aura, "Did you arrange it?"
Wang had never seen Zhang Xiu so angry, and couldn't help but feel a little panicked: "I'm afraid, I'm afraid..."
"Shut up!"
Zhang Xiu said angrily: "Aunt Yue is my concubine. She is gone. Shouldn't you tell me?
When will you decide this house?"
Hasn’t she been in charge of the Zhang family all the time?
Wang was stunned. She was tiring inside and out. Zhang Xiu never asked a question... Just because his concubine died, she was so angry?
Can you make a mistake?
Or did you hear someone’s rumors?
Wang narrowed his eyes, bent down and put on his embroidered shoes, brewed tea and handed it to Zhang Xiu: "Master, please calm down.
I was wrong.
I mainly think that the sun is so vicious in autumn, and the body cannot be released. Aunt Yue has such a disease again. It sounds scary, so..."
"I am a wife and timid.
There are a lot of children in the mansion.
Chun Ge'er is still so young, and the third wife is still pregnant. What should they do if they are infected?"
As she spoke, she took out a brocade plaster from her cuff to wipe her tears: "Brother Ning is gone. If something happens to Chun Ge'er again... I will die immediately and I will not dare to see Brother Ning..."
When Zhang Xiu heard his wife mention her eldest son, he felt uncomfortable, "Okay, stop crying."
You are still sick.”
He took her tea, took a few sips and placed it on the high table: "You have always been safe in doing things, and I don't worry about this.
But Aunt Yue... You shouldn't have done this.
At least she gave birth to a child for me and made contributions to the Zhang family. She also worked hard without any credit.
She left, I didn't even give me a coffin..."
Zhang Xiu's face was gloomy: "No matter what, I always feel sorry for her."
Wang pondered his thoughts and whispered softly: "I know that my husband is always in love."
However, we must always think about the overall situation. As long as the children in the mansion are doing well, even if they do something that is harmful to the gods, they will be punished by God... I have no complaints."
Zhang Xiu looked at his wife's red and swollen eyes and softened his tone: "It's hard for you to think deeply."
Wang was his first wife and gave birth to three children for him. The couple spent so many years together through thick and thin.
It's not without emotion either.
"The death of Aunt Yue cannot be saved..." Wang said: "We will love Sister Lu in the future. In a few years, we will find a good family for her. It will be considered as a failure of Aunt Yue.
If she knows her in the spring, she will definitely be grateful for her husband’s goodness.”
Seeing that she was deeply affectionate, Zhang Xiu couldn't help but say "ah": "Sister Lu is pitiful, you should be kind to her."
Wang's right eyelid twitched when he was said: "I... Of course I will treat her well.
In my eyes, Sister Lu and Sister Ling are the same as Sister Si, and they are all my good children."
Zhang Xiu looked at her for a while.
He has good care of himself, and there is also the handsomeness of young people on his eyebrows.
Somehow, Wang looked at herself in her husband's eyes and her face turned red.
But Zhang Xiu said lightly: "You keep your body well, I'll go to the study for official business."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.
Wang hurriedly tried to keep him: "Master, you are tired for a day, so be busy after dinner?"
"No.
I'll eat in the study."
Wang watched him pick up the curtain and pierced his nails into his palms.
Xu Zhu went to help her: "Madam, you are in poor health, so take a break."
Wang sat on the Arhat bed: "...he is blaming me."
"Where can it?"
Xu Zhu persuaded her: "When the master first heard about Aunt Yue, he was so suddenly that he was a little angry... but when he left, he obviously disappeared."
"You don't understand."
Wang said slowly: "Zhang Xiu and I have spent most of our lives. I can guess his life habits, work and rest time, and whatever we think.
He focuses on face, is passionate and indecisive.
For the death of Aunt Yue, he blamed me for not telling him, and for the other hand, he blamed me for taking care of Aunt Yue's body..."
Xu Zhu thought for a while, "You have worked hard to support the Zhang family, so the master will not know.
Even if you feel angry, you will definitely change your mind.”
Xier walked in from outside and said to Wang: "...Madam, the master went to the office to get a lot of silk jewelry and went to the direction of Chongshuang Tower."
Zhang Ling and Zhang Lu live in Chongshuang Tower. Zhang Xiu's move is self-evident.
Xier whispered: “Master is raising Miss No. 5 and Miss No. 6.
Tomorrow, the mansion will spread…”
Xu Kui pulled her: "...If you don't speak, no one will think you are mute, please calm down for a while.
You can see that, don’t you know, and you still want to come over and remind me.”
Xier lowered her eyebrows and jaws, bent her body and bowed her to salute: "I know I am wrong."
"Madam, Miss Xier's words, don't take it to your heart.
What does the master do? You are the mother of Miss Five and Miss Six.
It doesn’t like you, just find a mistake and take it a few times.”
"What else can I do?"
Wang laughed at herself: "The master is slapping me in the face. He scolded me but immediately went to visit Zhang Lu..." She paused: "Why do you have to do this?
Aunt Yue is alive, but she doesn’t see how much he cherishes her.
The person who is partially born is gone, and he looks like a deep love..."
Xu Yu served the hot tea and served her for a few sips: "You also said that the master is a passionate person... He always cares about Aunt Yue."
"passionate?"
Wang smiled and tears flowed: "Heartful people are usually ruthless."
When he got married to me, he also favored me very much.
But what happened later?
Isn't it that my aunt who carried one room after another?
The third child's biological mother, Aunt Zhao, is pretty, and he feels most pity... He stays in her house all night.
I'm really unwilling to accept it."
She gritted her teeth: "I just killed her.
The master was also very sad at first, but a month had not passed, so he accepted Aunt Yue and said that Aunt Yue and Aunt Zhao had a very similar temperament... I just waited and waited day by day, but I couldn't wait for the end.
Those young concubines are like mushrooms after a rain, and they can’t count them in numbers…”
"Madam, don't be sad.
Which man is not like this…”
Xu Zhu felt sorry for her: "You have better headaches, and you will be unable to sleep when you are sad."
Wang shook his head, didn't say anything, and covered his face and lay on the bed.
Xu Zhu and Xier looked at each other, but did not dare to disturb him, so they quietly retreated.
No words all night.
It was the second day that Gu Han read the letter sent by the Gu family.
It was written by my mother.
Tell me some things happening every day.
Grandmother felt guilty because of Gu Zhao's death, thinking that she had not taken good care of her. After discussing with her uncle Gu Jingran, she let Zhao out.
The third aunt Yang was still in charge of Gu's family. Zhao was responsible for the expenses of the entire large house.
Gu Han wrote a reply to his mother, asking her to avoid contact with her aunt and not to be stubborn about past events... My mother was soft-hearted and had no firm personality, so she always had to give more instructions.
In fact, she could understand her grandmother's behavior. Gu Qing is in charge of the big house now, but Gu Qing will marry to the Dingyuan Marquis' Mansion at the end of the year... As soon as she left, the uncle can't let the big house take care of the big house himself, and the concubines are not reliable.
Gu Xing is a concubine daughter and is usually not conspicuous, so it is even worse for her to take on the beams of the big house.
As the scene of the Gu family, Gu Shu and Gu Xuan are both getting married again, so it is certain that their grandmother supports them... At this time, the appearance of the aunt was taken for granted.
At noon, the sun was hidden in the clouds.
The sky became a little gray, as if it was going to rain.
Gu Han held Taohong's hand and wandered under the corridor. Song Yan came over, followed by a little medicine boy carrying the medicine box.
"Mrs. Do you look good?"
There was still a distance, so Song Yan smiled and said hello.
"I hope you will be blessed."
Gu Han also laughed and invited him into the room: "...I'll let you go."
Song Yan waved his hand: "Young lady, you are kind.
I and your grandfather have been friends for many years, and they should do it.”
The girl brought the slap over.
Song Yan sat down and took Gu Han's pulse, and after a while, he stopped.
His face was solemn: "Mrs. It's not good to have unstable fetal appearance..."
"What should I do?"
Gu Han asked anxiously.
Song Yan shook his head: "I do my best. If the child can stay in his stomach for nine months, he may be able to keep it... It is best to pay less attention and raise more people."
He called the medicine boy to take paper and pen to prescribe medicine.
Ten months pregnant, the melon is ripe and the stems fall.
But Song Yan told her that she had nine months?
Visible danger.
Gu Han sent Song Yan out with great worries.
"Mrs. My son, the medicine is ready.
You drink while it’s hot.”
Liang Shu walked to Gu Han with a big red tray: "Doctor Song said, you dare not eat cold or spicy food anymore... not good for the young master who has not been born."
Gu Han said "um" and endured the bitterness of the soup and became stuffy.
As long as the child is well, she will be willing to suffer any sin.
Isn’t it just a bit taboo, she can tolerate it.
Soon, the annual Qiqiao Festival arrived - the seventh day of the seventh month.
There are many customs such as threading needles to beg for skill, begging for marriage, storing the Qixi Festival water, and worshiping the Weaver Girl.
On this day, all men and women, those who are married and unmarried, can go out for a free trip.
Dong Jieqing, the left assistant minister of the Ministry of Rites, is a romantic little old man.
His surname is Dong, so he claimed that his ancestor was Dong Yong... Because of this, he persuaded Shangshu Huang Ke to give a memorial to host a magpie bridge marriage meeting, saying that it was for the sake of unmarried men and women in the world.
Of course, Huang Ke has selfish intentions. The couple gave birth to a girl in their lifetime - Huang Xiayu. They are both in their early twenties and have not yet married... If they can have a good marriage at the Magpie Bridge Marriage Meeting, everything will be worth it.
The emperor just got the Eleventh Princess, and he agreed with joy and gave the young officials a day off.
After selecting the major alleys in Kyoto, the Ministry of Rites set its location at the brick road alley.
Zhuanglu Hutong is the center of opera activities and has always been a gathering place for people.
Almost all famous opera troupes in Kyoto are here.
Not to mention the excitement, everyone knows it.
The so-called marriage between magpie bridges will be made from colorful colors to bridges about four meters high and two meters long and wide, surrounded by railings, decorated with colorful magpies of various shapes.
It corresponds to the legendary bridge scene where the Cowherd and Weaver Girl meet.
There are many small vendors selling lighting, such as lotus lanterns, rabbit lanterns, and pumpkin lanterns.
Chapter completed!