Chapter 11
At noon, my aunt, Jia Zhao, sent her maid to deliver a message. Jia Sanniang was told, and after changing into lake green clothes, she led the maids Shuxiang and Moxiang to the guest room where her aunt lived.
When Jia Sanniang arrived, she saw her aunt talking to her eldest sister Yuanniang. Jia Sanniang stepped forward to greet her with blessings and said, "My daughter wishes my mother well. May my mother be blessed."
"No courtesy." Mrs. Jia Zhao waved her hand, signaling Jia Sanniang to get up.
"No." Jia Sanniang responded. After getting up, she greeted each other with the sisters in the room.
After that, after Jia Sanniang also sat down, Jia Yuanniang said, "Mom is going to take us sisters to meet our old relatives."
After Mrs. Jia Zhao said something to her eldest daughter, she said: "As your eldest sister said, I will take you sisters to meet your relatives today. So I will give you a few simple words of advice."
In Jia Zhao's mouth, it was really just a few simple words. It is nothing more than asking the four sisters to listen and think more when they are guests. If there are no questions from the elders, there is no need to talk too much. Don't be rude in front of your elders, don't lose the dignity of the Duke's palace.
After some words and repeated warnings, Jia Zhao stood up. She led Jia Yuanniang and the other four sisters. Followed by her grandmother and maids, the group left the guest room and walked to the back mountain of Daxiangguo Temple.
Pass through several yards and pass by tree-lined paths. There is a monk who knows the guest in front to guide the way.
In Jia Sanniang's impression, after seeing several different scenes. The group of people came to a rather impressive monastery.
"Jingxinzhai." Jia Sanniang looked up and saw the plaque on the gate of the Zen Temple.
Zhike Monk came forward and knocked on the door. When the door opened, a middle-aged nanny came out.
After the gatekeeper heard a few whispers from Zhike Monk, she stepped forward and bowed respectfully to the Duke's wife and said: "When the Dowager Queen learned that the Duke's wife was visiting, she had already sent a message to the slaves and others. Once the Duke's wife arrives, please come in quickly." The gatekeeper's attitude was polite.
Madam Jia Zhao nodded gently. Aunt Zhao, who was following her, stepped forward, thanked the gatekeeper politely, and gave her a purse filled with gold and silver.
The gatekeeper got the benefit, and now her face was full of smiles. Her attitude became more and more humble.
A group of female relatives from the Duke's Mansion were welcomed into the Jingxin Zhai.
Walk all the way in from the front yard of Jingxinzhai, pass through the second door, and then turn into the inner courtyard. Jia Sanniang first saw a peach blossom tree. It could be said that the spring breeze came in March and the peach blossoms complemented each other red.
After the gatekeeper invited the female family members of the Duke's Mansion to the inner courtyard, a young and beautiful maid came to greet them. Even if she is in the temple, her clothes are simple, but she still looks elegant.
The gatekeeper whispered a few words to the maid, bowed to her, and then left the inner courtyard.
Aunt Zhao stepped forward and handed over another purse. Facing such a maid in the inner courtyard, Aunt Zhao's attitude was very kind.
This young and beautiful maid accepted Aunt Zhao's purse. She thanked him quietly, and then stepped forward.
After bowing to the Duke's wife, Jia Zhao Shifu, she said: "My slave, the Dowager Concubine, has ordered me to be here waiting for my wife's arrival. The Dowager Concubine has been looking forward to my wife for a long time. Please come to the house to invite her."
"Excuse me, miss." Jia Zhao replied politely.
"Madam, you are so complimentary that this servant cannot bear it." After another blessing, the pretty maid invited the Jia and Zhao family to go to the main room in the inner courtyard.
Jia Sanniang was inconspicuous in the crowd at this time. She was just standing behind her eldest sister Yuan Niang. But the sixth sister came closer to Jia Sanniang.
"Third sister, I'll follow you." Jia Liu Niang pulled Third Sister's hand. Of course Jia Sanniang couldn't refuse at this moment. Sisterhood, friendship. She is a sister, but she must not take good care of her sister.
Jia Erniang stared at him a few more times. Seeing the sixth sister holding the third cousin's hand, she was still smiling like she didn't even notice.
Jia Erniang breathed deeply in her heart several times, and she thought to herself that the sixth sister was so young that she didn't know what to measure.
Out of sight out of mind. Jia Erniang followed her eldest sister Yuanniang obediently and went into the house together.
The sixth sister's chubby hand was shaking, and Jia Sanniang was followed by a cute little girl who looked like a little Dundun.
When walking through the corridor in the inner courtyard, Jia Sanniang looked at what seemed to be couplets on the pillars. I just glanced at it hastily, but I didn't see clearly what was written on it.
After the group entered the house, Mrs. Jia Zhao led the four sisters to greet the lady Gong Zhuang who was sitting on the main seat.
"My wife, please see your concubine. May your concubine be blessed and safe."
"My dearest lady, I wish you the best of luck to your concubine."
In the face of the supreme imperial power, even everything surrounding the imperial power will become noble. This is the charm of authority.
Just like Princess Song, even if she was just the late emperor's concubine, the Duke's wife Jia Zhao had to pay her respects respectfully when she saw her.
"Without courtesy, please get up quickly." Song Taifei gave her a slight support, her tone was gentle and gentle.
"Thank you for your kindness." After thanking her, Jia Sanniang stood up together with her aunt. At this time, Princess Song offered seats again and invited the guests to sit down.
Jia Zhao chatted with Concubine Song, and naturally first recalled some interesting things from the past. In the words of Concubine Song, Jia Sanniang heard some clues. It seemed that Jia Zhao, the wife of the Duke of Sui, had a close relationship with Concubine Song.
"Linlang, you are a blessed person. Take a look at the four daughters of the Duke's Palace around you. Every one of them will be praised for their beauty and intelligence. They are so enviable. " Princess Song's tone was filled with envy, and her attitude was very kind.
Jia Sanniang heard her aunt's maiden name from Princess Song's mouth. This was the first time she knew that her aunt's name was Zhao Linlang.
Jia Sanniang was convinced once again when the two of them called out their names intimately. Concubine Song and her aunt Zhao Linlang are indeed good friends, maybe they are still in a handkerchief relationship.
In other words, the two of them have their own futures and destinations, so this friendship will naturally not deteriorate easily.
"Which one is the third girl?" Song Taifei asked. It seemed like a casual question, but also seemed to be intentional.
"That's my daughter." Jia Sanniang quickly stood up.
"Good child, come to me quickly." Song Taifei waved, her face was full of smiles, as if the spring breeze was blowing in the willows, with infinite delicacy and tenderness.
Jia Sanniang got up quickly and walked forward to give her a blessing. Concubine Song greeted Jia Sanniang without being polite and asked her to come closer. At this time, Song Taifei still held Jia Sanniang's hands enthusiastically.
"She looks so handsome." Concubine Song looked at Jia Sanniang carefully and praised her, "How many people want to hire such a beautiful girl to be their daughter-in-law."
After Jia Sanniang heard this, she quickly lowered her head and pretended to be shy.
Jia Erniang's hands in her sleeves were clasped tightly, wanting to be clenched into small fists. She seemed to remember where she was now, but she didn't dare to show any disrespect.
In short, Jia Erniang's mood at this moment was uneasy. It was as if there were fifteen little mice in his heart, and he was in a state of panic.
