Yang was confused when she heard this. She looked around and saw that the maid from the Prime Minister's Mansion was about ten feet away from them.
She asked: "You mean the Queen Mother?"
Aunt Chen whispered: "It's the queen."
"Emperor, Empress, she is so young, she can't do it! Is she sick?"
Aunt Chen nodded, "Someone came from the palace yesterday to report the news. I don't know the specific situation. The eldest lady cried a lot last night and went to the palace early this morning."
Yang knew it, no wonder it was Aunt Chen who came out to receive her.
The eldest lady relied on her daughter to be the queen and often set rules for the aunts in the mansion. Aunt Chen had long been dissatisfied.
Speaking of the queen's illness, there was no trace of sadness on her face, as if there was a trace of schadenfreude, but upon closer inspection, it seemed that there was none.
While talking, he walked into the second hanging flower door.
Mrs. Yang and Aunt Chen were whispering to each other in front, while Jiang Jiaojiao followed behind, raising her eyes from time to time to look at the layout of the courtyard.
Pavilions, rockery and pavilions, green pines and cypresses are dotted with exotic flowers and rare herbs.
In the corridor, there is a bonsai placed every two feet away.
It is truly a noble family for generations.
The cornices, bead curtains and gate towers are all luxurious.
Looking at the huge mansion, the garden alone is as big as half of the Shangshu Mansion.
Aunt Chen was almost chatting with Mr. Yang when she suddenly remembered that there was a girl following behind her.
She stopped and looked back, "Are you Miss Jiang? I was so happy to see your mother that I forgot that Miss Jiang was also here."
Jiang Jiaojiao smiled lightly at Aunt Chen.
Yang took over and said, "The piano master at home has something to do today, so I asked Jiao'er to come with me."
"Miss Jiang is twenty this year, right? Why are you still learning the piano? Mrs. Jiang will see the old lady soon. Can she ask her for a nun from the palace to come back?"
Yang originally wanted to show off that her daughter was good at playing chess, calligraphy and painting.
It turned out to be self-defeating, and Aunt Chen choked on her words and was speechless for a long time.
Jiang Jiaojiao understood what Aunt Chen meant. Just now she heard that an aunt came to receive the two of them, but Jiang Jiaojiao did not salute to Aunt Chen.
Is Aunt Chen going around the bush and saying that she doesn't understand the rules?
"Aunt Chen doesn't know something. Whether it's playing the piano or painting, there's no end to learning. You can become a savant without practicing for three days. My daughter's piano instructor is already in his thirties and he's still learning. Is this so strange?"
Being accused by a junior that she was ignorant, Aunt Chen's face suddenly turned ugly.
snort! A concubine turned into a legitimate daughter, she really thought of herself as a talented woman.
"We're here. The old lady is inside. You two can go in." Aunt Chen raised her hand and pointed to the yard in front.
"Aunt Chen, you..." Yang did not expect that Aunt Chen had no intention of accompanying her in.
"Just let this maid accompany you in. I have to do other things, so I won't accompany you." Aunt Chen dropped her words, led the maids in her room and turned around to leave.
The mother and daughter looked at each other. In the Prime Minister's Mansion, even the aunt was so arrogant.
The maid in the Prime Minister's Mansion quickly helped Aunt Chen to explain, "Today, the eldest lady has entered the palace. All the big and small things in the mansion are taken care of by Aunt Chen. Don't worry about it. There are many people and things in the mansion, and Aunt Chen doesn't care." Suffering.”
Only then did Yang come to her senses. It turned out that Aunt Chen was the most favored person in front of the Prime Minister. No wonder he didn't take her as the wife of a minister in his eyes.
She asked Mrs. Qu and Caiyan to wait outside the hospital.
The mother and daughter followed the maid into an exquisite courtyard.
"May you be blessed, Madam." Before they could see Madam Wei clearly sitting at the head of the table, Yang and Jiang Jiaojiao bowed to give blessings.
Mrs. Wei met the two of them in the flower hall.
Mrs. Wei was born in the Hou family. Although she has silver hair and a meticulous bun and hairpins, she exudes nobility all over her body.
The ravaged face showed no anger and dignity, and a pair of old eyes that were unclear were shining brightly.
The furnishings in the room are even more luxurious and dazzling.
"Are you Mrs. Jiang? I'm old and my eyesight is hard to use. Please take a seat quickly."
The old lady beside Mrs. Wan Wei quickly stepped forward and led the two of them to sit down.
The maid on the side served tea and cakes.
"Old lady, you look good. I see you are still young." As soon as Yang's butt touched the armchair, a rainbow fart came out.
Despite being a flatterer, Yang's words really made Mrs. Wei smile.
"The one sitting below is Miss Jiang, right? She really looks like Mrs. Jiang. She has pretty features. Whose young master is she supposed to be?"
Jiang Jiaojiao shyly leaned forward slightly and said, "Thank you, madam, for the compliment. My little girl's beauty is still waiting for her to be married."
Mrs. Wei smiled and praised: "She is a filial girl. She just wants to stay at home and spend a few more years with her parents."
Mrs. Wei couldn't remember how old a girl from Shangshu Mansion was. She only said a few polite words.
"The old lady doesn't know something. My second girl has had hairpins for many years. Maybe it's because fate hasn't come her way." Yang said tactfully.
Mrs. Wei swept her eyes across Jiang Jiaojiao's face and changed the subject.
"I have to thank your Lord Jiang for coming in time that day, otherwise my old bones would have been frightened to pieces."
"The old lady is joking. Who in the capital doesn't know that the old lady was born in a prince's palace. She is resolute and courageous, and acts vigorously and resolutely. She is just a few untouchables, how can she surprise the old lady."
"It's just that the untouchables disturbed the old lady's purity, and she felt a little uncomfortable."
Mrs. Wei was very pleased with what she heard. She smiled and said to the mother-in-law beside her: "You see, Mrs. Jiang is really worthy of being the wife of a minister. Look at how much she praises my old lady."
The mother-in-law on the side glanced at Mrs. Yang, then turned to look at Mrs. Wei with a flattering smile, "Old slave, I think Mrs. Jiang is right. The old lady has never seen any big storms, how can she be frightened by the untouchables? But it’s very unlucky to have so many untouchables entering the government.”
The woman had been with the nobleman for so long that she completely forgot that she was a slave. In terms of nobleness and inferiority, she was lower than an untouchable.
Jiang Jiaojiao also wanted to echo a few words, but was afraid that she would appear not virtuous enough if she talked too much, so she sat quietly and watched everyone talking and laughing with a smile.
In the eyes of others, her appearance was dignified, gentle and somewhat well-behaved.
Mrs. Wei saw it and thought to herself, although Miss Jiang is not even half as good as Miss Jiang, Xiaojiabiyu looks pretty good.
If she was still a concubine, it would be appropriate to give her to the eldest grandson as his concubine.
Now that Mrs. Yang has been promoted as a stepmother, and her concubine has become a legitimate daughter, it would be good to allocate her to the child of her second son's family.
Mrs. Wei had a warm smile on her face, and she was thinking about which grandson would be suitable for the second bedroom.
The grandson of the second brother of the Wei family is not as good as the first brother. Although he is not talented, due to the nepotism of the queen, all the adult grandchildren have taken errands in the court. After all, they are all members of the Dingshi family.
After chatting with each other for a while, Mrs. Yang stood up and left. Mrs. Wei politely left the meal, but Mrs. Yang didn't dare to stay for a meal.
The mother and daughter stood up and saluted again.
"grandmother."
A man's clear voice came from the door.
