Time is slow

   Chapter 47

   "You haven't greeted Xiangjun for some days, and you look more energetic." Mrs. Li was talking to Mrs. Jiang Lao, the Xiangjun. Her husband was also in the Ministry of Punishment and was a subordinate of Mrs. Jiang's son, Li Guangyan.

"old."

   "You are not old. I think the second girl has become more and more decent under your guidance. Several girls in the Loei House will definitely give you a long face this year."

   "No, I remember last year that the Buddhist scriptures copied by the girl in the Xiangjun's mansion caught the eyes of the eminent monks." Someone echoed.

Mrs. Jiang smiled reservedly, thinking that it was a pity that the Buddhist scriptures that Jiaojiao copied last year were sent to Shuying Nunnery, and there was no text. Instead, it was Miss Zhu Qi from Tai Ning Hou's house and Miss Lu Si from the family of the Minister of Rites. A few words of praise from the eldest princess at Shuying Nunnery. After the two girls spread their good names, the threshold for seeking marriage was almost broken. Miss Zhu Qi was still undecided because of her young age, while Miss Lu Si was assigned to the eldest grandson of Xu's family, the current Cifu.

   Sitting in the corner, Li Jiao, who was chatting and laughing in a low voice with a few girls who had known each other for a long time, clenched his fist secretly when he heard the words.

   If she had done her best last year, how could the Buddhist scriptures sent by the Lifu to Shuyingan not spark a little splash? In the final analysis, Li Jiao is still unsatisfactory! It will be fine this year. With the support of her grandmother, she no longer has to avoid Li Jiao's limelight. Her words will definitely catch the eyes of the eldest princess.

  Li Jiao had never seen the eldest princess who saw through the world, but she had heard from a young age that the princess had the reputation of being the most talented girl in the world, which made her fascinated.

  Li Jiao raised her chin proudly.

   Last year, only the Buddhist scriptures from seven or eight houses were sent to Shuying Nunnery, and one of them belonged to her. Even if she did not get the praise of the eldest princess, it was worthy of praise. Over the past year, she has worked hard and did not dare to slack off, and she will definitely go further today.

  The girls in other houses also had different moods when they heard it.

   At this time, a discordant voice came: "Xiangjun, why don't you see the three girls in the house? I remember that the child didn't come last year."

   There are seven or eight ladies in the small hall where Mrs. Jiang lives, and the men who are officials outside the family belong to the civil service system. The friction in the court will inevitably continue to the backyard.

   The speaker was Mrs. Wang, the wife of the Dali temple minister. Because the husband and the minister of punishment, Li Guangyan, had some festivals, the female relatives of the two families would inevitably confront each other on various occasions.

Madam Jiang's face sank as soon as she heard this, and she secretly hated Li San for ruining the reputation of the Li Mansion, but she did not show weakness: "This is something that can't be done, Li Shenyi, who sent the third girl home, took care of her health. Weak, take more rest."

The story of    Li Shenyi's entry into Beijing has spread all over the court and the public. I don't know how many people are eager to invite this fairy-like genius doctor to go home to see a doctor.

   It was Prince Rui's mansion!

   King Mu was eating when he got this news, so he overturned the dining table.

  Those who were just around the corner died.

   is not an immediate death disease, let’s be honest and wait.

Although Li Shenyi has no official position and no prominent background, his superb medical skills are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and no one wants to offend such a genius doctor. After hearing what Mrs. Jiang said, Mrs. Wang is no longer interested in telling the three girls of Li. She was unwilling to let go of the abduction, her eyebrows turned and fell on Li Jiao, she pursed her lips and smiled, "I thought the eldest girl of your house would stay in the house with the third girl."

   When Old Madam Jiang heard this, she almost crooked her mouth in anger.

Li Jiao was dismissed from the family. On such occasions, she originally wanted to remind Mrs. Deng of the West House to keep the eldest girl in the house, so as not to be laughed at by others, but the second girl caused her to lose face in front of the old concubine that day, Naturally, it's hard to say this again, but now it's good, and it's been used to talk about it.

   Mrs. Jiang had a gloomy face and was speechless for a while, and the atmosphere in the hall immediately became embarrassing.

  Li Jiao sat in the corner with his head half lowered, only to feel that countless eyes were falling on her, and he had to clench his silver teeth so as not to show any strangeness.

   Mrs. Li, who has flexible brows and eyes, said in a roundabout way: "Hey, it's really strange. This year, the monk monks are much later than in previous years."

   When she said this, the ladies in the hall felt a little strange, and they couldn't help but talk about it.

   Afterwards, the wives of the various houses chatted, and finally a servant who was guarding the door came in and reported that he had seen the monk who knew the guest go this way.

The    ladies' faces were calm, and their hearts suddenly became tense.

   There are more than a dozen living rooms here, big and small. I don’t know which ones will the monks enter?

   Not only the small hall where Mrs. Jiang was, but the ladies in other halls also sent servants to look at the door.

   The sound of footsteps was getting closer and farther, and every time the monk passed by a hall door, the faces of the people in the hall were not very good-looking.

   Seeing that Monk Zhike was about to come to an end, the ladies in each hall had the same question: Strange, could it be that the family of the monk who entered the eyes of the eminent monk happened to be in the same hall this year?

   "Go and see which hall Master entered!"

   Immediately, a servant replied: "I entered the Mingxin Hall!"

  In one of the living rooms, the female relatives of Taining Hou's mansion and Guchangbo's mansion were sitting. Du Feixue couldn't help but say, "How could there be no cousin Yan?"

The girl whose name was mentioned looked like fourteen or fifteen years old, she was born with snow skin and beautiful appearance, and had an elegant temperament. She heard the words and said lightly: "Cousin Feixue, don't talk nonsense, there is no first and second martial arts, and you can write better than me. Lots of people are there."

Du Feixue was unconvinced after hearing this: "Cousin Yan is humble. Last year, it was obvious that only Lu Chuchu was the same as you, and both were praised by the teacher at Shuying Nunnery. This year, Lu Chuchu booked a marriage and didn't come. Cousin Yan's word was The first among us, the Mingxin Hall—"

   Du Feixue was stunned for a moment and exclaimed, "Oh, I remembered, cousin Jiao is there."

   She turned her head and begged Mrs. Gu Changbo, Mrs. Zhu: "Mother, I want to go over there and see, maybe it's Cousin Jiao who came out on top!"

  The people in this hall were all curious, thinking that the two families were in-laws, and that her daughter was nothing in the past, she nodded in agreement.

  Du Feixue was overjoyed, took Zhu Yan's hand and said, "Cousin Yan, let's go!"

   "I won't go—"

   "Cousin Yan, don't you wonder if anyone's words are better than yours?"

   When Zhu Yan heard this, she couldn't help but go to see Mrs. Taining Hou. Seeing her mother nodding at her, she went with Du Feixue.

  In the Hall of Bright Hearts, people's hearts are already floating.

  According to the custom, five to ten Buddhist scriptures are selected every year and sent to Shuying Nunnery, and now there are seven or eight in this hall. Is it possible that they have all caught the eyes of the eminent monks?

  Oh, is it your own girl who has accumulated a lot of money or is it the old monks who are old-fashioned?

   Several self-aware ladies thought silently.

   They couldn't help but turn their attention to Mrs. Jiang.

   Yes, the second girl from Loei was selected last year. It is said that the eldest girl is also good at writing.

  Zhike Monk greeted everyone, and walked up to Mrs. Jiang, with a surprising voice: "I don't know which girl in your house copied this scripture. The master of Shuying'an wants to see it."

   Zhu Yan, the seventh girl who appeared, was guest-starred by the book friends Momo Moyan's children's shoes, and she is the sister of the good man Zhu Yan. The talented girl Lu Chuchu who appeared on the stage was guest-starred by the book group Lu Chuchu children's shoes. Thank you Ruoxin, the cobblestone scenery, I am a big Luo Jinxian, I love summer long 9, the ink color is reversed, the chatting and laughing, the small eye manman, the love for the rest of your life, the peace symbol for the reward, thank you for the book you voted for friends.

   (end of this chapter)