Higher Level Wife

"I heard that the emperor left you in the palace to give a banquet again?" Old lady Jin looked lovingly at this grandson who brought pride and glory to the family: "Why did you come back so soon?" Jin Fengju put down his teacup and laughed: "Originally. There was nothing wrong. The emperor just asked my brother-in-law and me to accompany his old man to dinner. During the dinner, he praised my brother-in-law, saying that today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the family reunion day, let us come back earlier. Brother-in-law is still pulling I'm going to his mansion. If it weren't for me to say that he should go back and prepare to enter the palace at night, then I would pull it away. It was so easy to persuade him, and I should come back quickly? Later, the moon will rise. "After speaking, I saw the cakes on the table of Old Taijun Jin, and couldn't help but smile: "This is Gui huā cake? It has a delicate fragrance." He took a piece and delivered it to his mouth.

"This is from your wife's night breeze restaurant. I asked Luo Cui to urge her nose and came back with such a plate." Old Madam Jin said with a smile, but when she heard Jin Fengju also laughed: "Luo Sister Cui doesn't know her temperament. As long as a plate is needed, I told her earlier that if you want to send some Guihuā cakes to your ancestors, you will ask for more, and she will definitely not give it away.

After her words fell, she suddenly saw Jiang Wanying stepping forward and laughing: "What good stuff? It's so happy to see my grandfather eating. Where does it look like you just came back from the imperial meal? It's like rushing back all the way from the border gate, what are you eating? They are all delicious. We have made Gui huā cakes in our yard and a few sisters. This morning, I gave two plates to my wife and ancestors, and they all agreed that you like it. Go back and feed you a big plate. son."

Jin Fengju smiled and said: "One person makes one taste, so we make it in the yard. It is a pity that the two gui huā trees in the backyard of the ancestors, someday I will pluck the gui huā from those trees to make cakes. It's excellent..."

Before she could finish her words, she was sipped by Mrs. Jin, and she laughed and cursed: "I just ate a little bit of your cake, so I started thinking about my two gui huā trees. The gui huā opened just right, I don’t allow them to pick what they can do. Before the huā is off, they picked it up and down? I don’t like to watch it." Jin Fengju laughed and said, "You really plan to take it all the time. You don’t like seeing the gui huā tree being picked In all the mess, let us pick the gui huā from the yard and make a cake to honor you. Old ancestors, you are more astute." Everyone who said that laughed and pretended to be angry: "What? Don’t you feel distressed if you honor me with a little cake?” As he was talking lively, only the outside maid said: “Second master is here.” Before the voice fell, many women in the house stood up and avoided the inside, but Mrs. Jiang Jiang Wanying's direct relatives did not evade. For a while, Jin Shi was seen coming in, but a spirited old man was actually quite handsome, and he wanted to be a handsome man when he was young. Fu Qiuning secretly looked at her heart and said that it is no wonder that Jin Fengju was born so well, because it turns out that they all have good genes.

But when I saw the Jinshi come in, when I saw Jinfeng, he said, "I said, why don't you go to the front to help me? It turns out that you are hiding here again." As he said, he said to the old lady: "Rong The prince’s mansion is sending the festival gift. I heard that this time it was the festival ceremony that Prince Rong personally accompanied the princess. The son did not dare to neglect, and personally led the butler to come. Old Madam Jin looked at Jin Fengju and smiled: "What did I look at? Fengju, you can read it to me." After speaking, she leaned on the couch, where Jin Fengju took the gift list and read it, while reading herself. I was secretly surprised that this gift list was more than twice as valuable as it was during the Dragon Boat Festival. It is no wonder that Jin Shi personally invited the butler to come, not to mention that Prince Rong personally selected it. The deep affection in it, the Hou Mansion naturally did not dare to neglect.

　　 Fu Qiuning listened in the corner, but his eyes were looking at Jin Fengju. As for what Jin Ming said just now, he knew that Prince Rong was relying more and more on this brother-in-law. It's no wonder that the eyes of the old lady and Jin Shi looked at Jin Fengju's body just now, and they knew in their hearts that the reason why Prince Rong personally chose these heavy gifts was mostly because of Jin Fengju. It's just that, listening to Jin Ming's words, when Prince Rong is most proud of it for a few days, so and so, it's a bit forgetful, right?

　　 After reading the gift list, Mr. Jin personally asked the steward of Prince Rong's Mansion to serve tea. He also shared a few words about the princess and his children, and then ordered someone to give him a generous reward. Fang Haosheng sent it out. Here he said to Jin Feng: "Okay, you go and help your second uncle live, don't worry about us. After dinner in the evening, it's good to listen to the show and watch singing and dancing."

Jin Fengju agreed to go, and Madam Jiang asked Jiang Wanying next to him: "Are the opera troupe and singing and dancing ready? Don't let the old lady's excitement be taken away." Jiang Wanying laughed and said, "I've been preparing for it a long time ago, and my wife can rest assured. Yes." When the curtain was picked up, several children came in. Jin Cangfeng and Jin Cangjiao followed the other children. Her eyes flashed sharply. When she saw Jin Zhenyi's triumphant appearance, she couldn't help but smile. , Secretly, it seems that this wing brother really got his mother's teaching, but how come those two **** weren't agitated, could it be that they turned out to be mud balls? No, it is clearly not the case, that is, Fu Shi also taught it? Did she know through my strategy? How can this be? Master Lian doesn't know yet, who would she know? That's fine, it's okay, the fire is not enough, I just lick some more slowly.

After a lively dinner, everyone in the room tidied up their clothes and put on a brocade cloak, and followed Mrs. Jin to the Qiuyue Pavilion in the backyard. On that day, the Qiuyue Pavilion was prepared for the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the moon can be seen here. Slowly rising from the back of the mountain, underneath are huā trees and all kinds of chrysanthemums. The breeze blows and the fragrance is floating. It is really the best place to enjoy the moon and view.

It was the first time for Fu Qiuning to come to the backyard of Kangshouyuan, and also the first time to climb the Qiuyue Pavilion. Unlike ordinary pavilions, the Qiuyue Pavilion is a pavilion built on the hill. It occupies a large area and half is sealed. The room is reserved for people who come in late at night to drink and have fun. Half of it is an open pavilion, sitting here to watch the moon and chrysanthemums. The opposite is the stage where singing, dancing and opera are performed.

　　 It was late at this time, but the moon had not yet risen. Hundreds of lanterns hung around the pavilion and the stage, reflecting the small backyard like daylight. The old lady said to Madam Jiang: "Let’s listen to a few operas before the moon comes out. I also like Lady Zhu’s song very much, so I ask her to sing a few too." Madam Jiang one by one Nodded and agreed.

This is the first time Fu Qiuning has listened to operas in this era. She was very curious about what operas would be sung at this time. As expected, most people listened to Kunqu opera at this time. Perhaps Beijing opera has not yet come out. As for Yue opera and Huangmei opera, perhaps There are some minor tunes of the predecessor in the Jiangnan area, but it should not have formed a special opera to develop and grow.

What was sung on the stage was that this Kunqu opera was not available in Fu Qiuning’s time. She was listening attentively when she heard Jin Zangjiao curl her lips and say: "What? Yiyi, it’s not good at all. It takes a long time to sing the words, so how can my mother sing it well?"

Fu Qiuning was shocked. Jin Fengju was sitting between Madam Jiang and the old lady at this time, and according to her position, she sat next to Madam Jiang. Jiang Wanying was a flat wife, and she could only sit under her head. This was anxious, and I didn't expect my daughter to say such a terrible sentence. In case this is heard by the terrible person, with his curiosity, can he still ask the question?

　　 Fortunately, Jin Fengju didn't seem to hear this sentence. He was focusing on the opera on the stage and seemed to like to listen to opera. Fu Qiuning just breathed a sigh of relief, when she heard Jiang Wanying chuckle next to her, and said leisurely: "What? So does my sister also sing? Listening to what Jiao'er said just now, my sister not only knows how to sing, but also sings very well." The sound was not too big, not too small, not too light, not too heavy, enough to be heard by more than a dozen people around. For a while,

　　 Many eyes converged on Fu Qiuning's face. Only embarrassed her, wishing to find a hole in the ground. At this time, Jin Zangjiao seemed to also know that she was in trouble, so she lowered her head and dared not speak out again.

"My sister laughed~www.NovelMTL.com~ How can I sing these? It's nothing more than that they didn't sleep when they were young, and sang some random to make them sleep. Now I don't even sing this much, but they remember it. ." Secretly crying in my heart, but on the surface there is still a group of light and windy, from the aspect of concentration alone, Fu Qiuning is a good match for Jin Fengju.

"Why should my elder sister humble herself and hide herself? Since she is good at it, she sings a song to help it. It just so happens that the ancestors also liked to listen to dramas. It can be seen that filial piety to the ancestors on weekdays is also false?" Jiang Wanying is pressing every step, a joke, finally let her catch such an opportunity to humiliate Fu Qiuning and make everyone despise her. Can she easily let it go?

"It's not filial piety, it's really because you're not good at it, and you don't want to show your ugliness, so as not to stain the ears of the ancestors." Fu Qiuning's hand under the table has been clenched into a fist, but his face is trying to keep calm and calm. She clears her nose, the more this When planting, the less chaos he can be.

"Why should my sister be so rigid, even if she doesn't sing well, but the ancestor Bo smiled..." Jiang Wanying wanted to force her, but she listened to Jin Fengju calmly: "No matter, Qiu Ning is the daughter of the prince of Zhenjiang, how could she go to study drama? Wanying, don't force her." It's okay if he doesn't say it, Jiang Wanying hates it even more when he does. Fu Qiuning also knows this truth, but now, only Jin Fengju can help her out. The old prince sat there motionless, and didn't even look at his side. If it wasn't that he was really an idiot, and was attracted by the opera on the stage, it was the old fox's secret idea. Fu Qiuning has never underestimated this old lady. After these few things, she has been labeled as an old fox.