When Huai Qing saw the color of Jiang Jinxing's jacket, he almost imagined what kind of clothes the fourth young lady would wear today.
Except for some pink and pink colors, the color of the young master's clothes is often not much different from his sister's.
It was as if the leftover material from making clothes for Fourth Miss Jiang was used to make a small jacket for the young master.
It makes people feel that the fourth branch of the Ning'an Marquis's Mansion has been piling up gold and silver and raising a girl with great care.
By the way, I raised a son.
Huai Qing waved and called Jiang Jinxing over.
Jiang Jinxing naturally put his hand into Huai Qing's hand, letting Huai Qing hold his warm little hand.
When he saw Rong Ting and Yan Nanxun, he recognized Rong Ting but not Yan Nanxun.
Pulling Huai Qing.
Huai Qing understood and introduced him, "This is Mr. Yan from Bailu Academy."
As Jiang Xingzhou's legitimate son, Jiang Jinxing would not be unaware of Yan Nanxun.
——The man who always wrote letters to curse his father.
But people often told him that Yan Nanxun and his father actually had a very good relationship, and Rong Ting was always by Yan Nanxun's side.
Jiang Jinxing loved Huai Qing and let go of his hand. He saluted in a naive but polite manner, "Jinxing greets Mr. Yan."
Yan Nanxun stared at him for a while.
He slowly squatted down and looked at Jiang Jinxing straight in the eye. "Do you want to study at Bailu Academy?"
Jiang Jinxing nodded and said, "I want to enter the academy."
My elder sister was trying to find out the news about Bailu Academy, but she had no idea.
He just wanted to help.
But he tried hard, but still failed...failed to find the dog hole in Bailu Academy.
After Jiang Jinxing nodded, he shook his head honestly, "But I don't want to study."
This hit the mark of Yan Nanxun's heart, "You don't want to study, right?"
He stood up and said, "After I ask your parents, I will let you read the books you don't want to read in a few days. Half of the rooms in my academy are filled with books, enough for you to read for dozens of lifetimes. When you finish reading them one day, I will let you graduate."
The tone of voice was nonchalant, but it was effective in scaring the child.
Jiang Jinxing was shocked, as if he saw that his good days were coming to an end.
Yan Nanxun saw the chubby boy in front of him pouting and holding back tears. The old naughty boy was disrespectful to his elders and was very proud. He patted him on the back and said, "Who made you reincarnate as Jiang Laosi's son?"
Jiang Jinxing suffered an unexpected disaster and his eyes were filled with tears.
He forgot what he was going to do and looked confused, as if he didn't know who he was.
No
Before he knew it, he was following behind Rong Ting and the others. He walked wherever they walked and went wherever they went.
Huai Qing was particularly caring towards him and reminded him, "Young Master, where were you originally going?"
Jiang Jinxing suddenly remembered what he was going to do, and turned around and ran in the direction he was going to at the beginning, "I want to go find my sister."
…
Jiang Rao was sitting in front of the dressing table. The maid who was putting makeup on her was putting flowers on her forehead and drawing peach blossom makeup.
The old lady's birthday is a happy event. Jiang Rao wore red tassels on her earrings today, a red belt around her waist, and red crabapples were embroidered on her skirt.
The embroidered shoes on her feet also had a white base and a red surface.
Although it is not a red dress, it exudes refinement and festiveness at first glance.
Ming Shao looked at Jiang Rao with her chin in her hand and suddenly laughed twice, "The girl has more and more fabrics to wear."
Jiang Rao didn't understand what he meant for a moment.
Seeing Mingshao's gaze stopped two inches below her collarbone, he looked a little unserious.
Understood.
She picked up the fan on the table, held the fan rib and pretended to hit Mingshao, but Mingshao dodged her.
Ming Shao knew that what she said embarrassed her master, and she didn't want to be beaten, so she smiled and dodged, and walked out, "Miss, send someone to check today's meal menu. I'll go and see if that person has come back."
Jiang Rao angrily put down the fan in her hand.
After Ming Shao came back, she said, "The person who checked the recipe is back. There is no sweet soup in today's dishes. The young lady asked someone to check this. Do you want the chef to add this dish?"
Jiang Rao shook her head, "That's not what I meant."
She didn't sleep much last night. Peaceful, short sleeping hours and shallow dreams.
In order to get up early to help her mother, the maid who was arranged in the morning woke her up before dawn at 3 a.m.
But she was only halfway through her dream when she was called up.
I dreamed of a bowl of sweet soup, and a pair of hands with green bracelets on their wrists holding the sweet soup and about to pass it to their mouths.
The wrist was slender and looked like a woman's.
But she could neither see clearly where the dream took place, nor could she see the appearance of the woman who wanted to drink the sweet soup.
When I woke up and thought about this half-dream, I couldn't help but have a bad feeling.
Everyone knew that today's banquet was organized by her mother.
If anything goes wrong, her mother will be blamed.
Even if there is a tiny oversight, Liu will definitely notice it when she comes back from the temple on the mountain today and stare closely, and will laugh at it with pride.
After hearing Ming Shao's report, her worries were slightly relieved.
I put it down a little, but I still felt a little worried.
In the morning, a theatre troupe was invited to perform for the old lady at the Tingyin Courtyard. The sound of string instruments being tested by the troupe could be faintly heard from outside.
Jiang Rao was almost dressed and wanted to go to the banquet first to take a look.
The girl holding the sweet soup in her dream had a pair of slender bones and delicate skin on her wrists. She guessed that she was not very old. She was wearing a green bracelet that was obviously worth a lot of money. She was probably a noble lady in Jinling.
If she was one of the guests today, she would have to pay close attention to see what happened next in the dream.
After entering Tingyinyuan, Jiang Rao, who was neatly made up, had been paying close attention to the woman with the green bracelet on her wrist.
…
Listening to music.
Before the guests arrived, Liu had already arrived.
There are mosquitoes in this season, and life in the mountains is not easy. When Liu thought of her suffering in the mountains and Jiang Qinshi's opportunity to show off, she felt thorns in her eyes.
I can't wait to find something wrong in Jiang Qin's arrangements today.
Let people see that she is the best daughter-in-law in the Jiang family.
But when I looked around, I couldn't find anything wrong, and I became more and more angry.
At this time, the invited acting troupe walked onto the stage carrying props.
The maidservant beside Liu sighed, "Madam, this is the best opera troupe in Jinling. They actually invited us here. We are so lucky to see this today."
Liu looked at the troupe on stage, but her eyes suddenly turned cold, as if she had grasped something crucial. There was a hint of viciousness in her eyes. "The best troupe in Jinling cannot be hired unless you invite them two months in advance, right?"
The maid said, "It is a custom."
Liu actually laughed. "Qin Qingshan only cared about showing off, but I actually discovered this. She has only been in charge for more than 20 days, and she invited them here?"
"Could it be that something has been planned long ago?"
The maid looked behind her and suddenly called Liu, "Madam..."
The tone was hesitant, like a reminder.
Liu felt as if she was choked with anger and did not take the maid's words to heart, with her finger bones tensed.
"Where's the old man?"
When Liu thought about how her uncle had scolded her before she went up the mountain, telling her to remember to maintain harmony among her sisters-in-law, and when she thought about the bruises and purples on her body from mosquito bites over the past twenty days, she couldn't help but feel angry.
It was clearly not her who had been harboring grudges and disregarding the harmony between the sisters-in-law.
After the birthday banquet, she will have to go back to the mountain to continue distributing rice. It will take nearly ten days for her to come back. She can only see the old man today.
"I want to find him!" Finally she found
After finding out what Jiang Qinshi had in hand, Liu felt aggrieved. "What a Qin Qingshan! She has wanted to replace me for a long time. She looks like she wants nothing, but she is actually more dirty and greedy than anyone else."
"aunt."
A cold voice came from behind.
Liu turned around and saw Jiang Rao standing behind her. Her heart rate suddenly became irregular and she felt a little out of control.
Jiang Rao looked at Liu calmly.
Hearing Liu talking to the maid about the opera troupe hired by her mother, Jiang Rao had a hunch that Liu couldn't say anything good, and had been standing here for a while.
He glanced at Liu's wrists and saw that their wrists were empty, without any green bracelets.
Instead, there are red marks from mosquito bites.
Jiang Rao looked away thoughtfully.
Liu complained to the maid beside her, "Why didn't you remind me just now?"
The maidservant said aggrievedly: "I reminded you, but you didn't hear it."
Liu was speechless for a moment, looked at Jiang Rao, and said in a vicious voice: "Get out of the way!"
Jiang Rao didn't move a step.
She was dressed in a gorgeous outfit, and the peach blossom makeup and bright red flower ornaments softened the soft baby fat on her cheeks. The original cuteness in her face was made to look full and majestic by the bright red makeup, and her beauty was much more impressive.
She waved the round fan in her hand and said slowly, "It is difficult to invite the best opera troupe in Jinling, but my mother is the daughter of the Qin family. The troupe owner gave face to the Qin family and came as soon as they were invited. My aunt only knew one side of the matter and spoke rudely and insulted my mother. I should be the one to complain to my grandfather. Why should I give way?"
Every word is reasonable.
Liu looked embarrassed.
She covered her chest and fell back into her seat, looking as if she was suffocated by anger.
The more I thought about the old uncle's favoritism towards the fourth family, the angrier I became.
He simply tore off his face, pointed at Jiang Rao and cursed: "I have never seen such a disrespectful junior!"
The shouting was quite loud, attracting the attention of people around.
…
There are separate seats for men and women in Tingyinyuan, with the men's seats being farther away from the women's.
But Liu made a lot of noise, and since there were few people around at the moment, the dozen or so people who had arrived all turned their eyes to them.
Including Rong Ting.
He looked at it coldly.
Yan Nanxun noticed that the look in the young disciple's eyes was a little different from his usual expression, and he misunderstood that Rong Ting did not recognize Jiang Rao.
He pointed at Jiang Rao's back and introduced her to him, "That's Jiang Laosi's daughter, two or three years younger than you."
I just went to see Fourth Master Jiang. When Fourth Master Jiang saw Rong Ting, he naturally didn't want to stay.
But Yan Nanxun promised Rong Ting that he would not let him go no matter what.
Yan
Nan Xun relied on the fact that he was a guest and fed the sage books to dogs, insisting that guests were superior and insisted on keeping Rong Ting to make things difficult for Fourth Master Jiang.
Even though Fourth Master Jiang was reluctant, he had no choice but to keep the two of them.
One old and one young, one is an old enemy and the other is a young enemy.
Yan Nanxun glanced at Jiang Rao for a few times and gradually realized what was happening. "It seems like there was a dispute over there."
He frowned and stood up, "I'm going to go see my niece."
The name was changed. Jiang Rao was no longer called Jiang Laosi's daughter, but niece.
There was already a sense of maintenance in his tone.
Rong Ting placed his fingers on the wheel of the wheelchair, and when Yan Nanxun walked in that direction, he also had the intention to move, "Sir, disciple..."
"Sir, I will follow you."
Someone behind him said the same thing.
Yu Yinxue stood up, got in front of Rong Ting, and strode behind Yan Nanxun.
After Yu Yinxue followed to Yan Nanxun's side, he turned around and glanced at Rong Ting.
There was some hostility in his eyes.
Yu Yinxue had been unhappy for a long time because Rong Ting had taken the position he had been planning for a long time.
From the moment I entered the music hall, I felt unhappy.
For some reason, he always felt inexplicably uncomfortable when looking at Rong Ting.
It was because he was young and had injured legs that Yan Nanxun felt pity for him and kept him by his side.
At this moment, seeing that Rong Ting didn't catch up, he felt a little proud again.
If he were to change his mind, he would be a cripple and unable to move easily. Even if he had some schemes and means, he would still be a poor creature.
Yu Yinxue did not dare to offend the ninth prince, who was of noble descent.
Although there was a slight hint of unhappiness in his eyes, he suppressed it and did not show it.
The action of just glancing back at Rong Ting is worth recalling.
Rong Ting paused, glanced at Yu Yinxue's back, and then his eyes darkened.
Huai Qing secretly worried about Yu Yinxue.
Rong Ting's gaze merely paused on Yin Xue's back, as if he didn't take it to heart for the time being.
He looked again at Liu who was crying and shouting in front of Jiang Rao.
In secret, he lightly rolled up his sleeves, and bloodiness was visible in his long eyes.
The hidden weapon was quietly moved to the fingertips without anyone noticing.
Huai Qing looked at their backs.
Just now he had watched for a long time the undercurrents between Yu Yinxue and the Ninth Prince.
Anyone who wants to know knows that at today's banquet, Fourth Master Jiang wants to find a husband for his daughter.
Given Yu Yinxue's background, if he could get help from Mr. Jiang Si, his official career would certainly be much smoother.
No wonder he got there before His Highness the Ninth Prince.
There can't be two tigers in one mountain.
Huai Qing was as quiet as a quail in a nest on a snowy day. He stood aside with his hands in his sleeves, watching the fight between tigers.
Silently, he turned his gaze towards the stage.
When he saw Jiang Rao, he knew what the Ninth Prince had asked when he stopped the carriage and asked the servants of the Ning'an Marquis' Mansion.
Most likely he was asking the servants what color clothes the fourth young lady or the young master was wearing today.
The fourth girl is wearing red clothes and red makeup today.
His master is wearing a black robe and a red collar today.
Even though Yu Yinxue, who was wearing a bamboo green gown, got there first and reached Jiang Rao first.
However, the Ninth Prince's appearance from head to toe, her calm and composed demeanor, and her unhurried demeanor, inexplicably gave her the aura of a queen.
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