The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

The gilt and carved invitations are light and delicate, but they weigh thousands of pounds in the hands of Mrs. Feng.

After reading it several times, she was sure that the post was for the Fourth Young Lady of the Uncle's House in Dongping, so she took up the teacup and drank it all in one breath, and instructed Ah Fu with unconcealed excitement, "Go and invite the Fourth Young Lady over here!"

Ah Fu trotted all the way to Haitang Residence to invite someone, accompanied Jiang Si on the way back to Cixintang, bent and bent, looking at Jiang Si with puzzled and awe-inspiring eyes.

Four girls are silent, how can they get the post from the palace?

Incredible!

"Old lady, the four girls are here."

Madam Feng pressed the invitation to her hands: "Please come in the fourth girl."

The doormaid opened the cotton curtain, and a girl in a red cloak walked in lightly.

Seeing that red body, Mrs. Feng felt relieved.

Four girls like to wear bright colors, unlike those little girls who don’t wear plain colors and think that they are beautiful and unparalleled, but they don’t know what the relationship between beauty and beauty has to do with what color clothes you wear, just look at that face.

With the face of the fourth girl, it is no wonder that she is a fortunate person.

Jiang Si entered the house, took off the cloak and handed it over to the maid next to him, and saluted Mrs. Feng Yingying, "Grandma."

Madam Feng stretched out her hand with a rare kindness: "Come and sit next to grandma."

Jiang seemed to step forward calmly.

Madam Feng looked at her granddaughter carefully, with a smile from the corner of her eyes: "The palace sent you a message today, take a look."

Jiang Si watched Madam Feng push over an exquisite invitation, and reached out to pick it up.

Looking down, Jiang seemed to unconsciously rubbing the hollow pattern on the post, and Yu Jin's smile appeared in his mind.

He actually had a way to get her to receive the post.

Now that she has received an invitation to enjoy the plum banquet, she will enter the palace for the banquet in two days, so how can he make himself the best choice for Princess Yan?

Jiang Si thought about this silently, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but smirk.

In any case, she believed he could do it.

This trust probably comes from a previous life.

At that time, she was the saint of Wumiao, and the union with Prince Da Zhou was related to the relationship between the two countries.

Old Madam Feng stared at the smile on Jiang Si's lips, her eyes flashed slightly, and she asked tentatively, "Fourth girl, do you know why you received this invitation?"

Jiang Si smiled: "Grandmother is joking, how does the granddaughter know that the nobles in the palace will set a banquet for plums, not to mention whether they can receive invitations. In fact, the granddaughter is also wondering why such a flower banquet granddaughter can get invitations. Woolen cloth."

Madam Feng didn't believe it, her eyes kept on Jiang Si's face, and she still saw that calm and indifferent expression.

"Since you don't know anything, why don't you be surprised?"

Jiang Si looked at Mrs. Feng in surprise: "Didn't my grandmother teach us that Mount Tai collapsed before the front and the color remains unchanged is the demeanor that every noble girl should have?"

A rhetorical question made Mrs. Feng quite embarrassed. She wanted to get angry but lost her temper.

Yes, this invitation alone is enough to make her lose her temper.

This is an invitation to choose a concubine for the prince!

Not to mention whether she can be selected or not, the fourth girl inexplicably got such an invitation, which is enough to make her proud, and she can straighten her waist when she tells the fourth girl about marriage.

What, the four girls in your family have retired? And a reputation for being daring?

So what, since he can become a candidate for the princess, after the strict selection of the nobles in the palace, it proves that the four girls of Dongping Bofu are of flawless character, and no one can openly criticize them in the future.

When Mrs. Feng thought about it, she felt that a big stone had been removed from her heart.

It's really bad that the two married girls in Bo's house have accidents one after another.

Of course, even if she received an invitation from the palace, Mrs. Feng didn't think Jiang Xian could win the election.

Prince Concubine, that is something you can't even think about.

"Prepare well when you go back, and tell the steward what you are missing. Grandma still has two sets of headgear that she used when she was young. I will clean it up and let Ah Fu send it to you..." Madam Feng said a lot in one breath.

With a smile, he pulled his Jiang-like hand and gently rubbed it, "Don't let our Uncle Mansion lose face."

"The granddaughter knows."

Seeing Jiang Xi's calm appearance, Mrs. Feng had the intention to warn him a few more words, but in the end she swallowed those words and signaled that Jiang Xi could retire.

The fact that the four girls received the invitation to the plum banquet quickly spread all over the house.

The second wife, Mrs. Xiao, came here from Cousin Dou. She had changed from her sick appearance before, and became more and more interested in the housekeeper. Every thing, no matter how big or small, must be done so that people couldn't pick it out.

She heard the news almost immediately, and immediately held the hot teacup without saying a word.

Mrs. Xiao also seems to have come out of the pain of losing her daughter, and has regained her shrewdness and neatness. These days she has done her best for the Xiao family, and she has regained her trust.

Seeing Mrs. Xiao like this, she warmly persuaded and persuaded her.

Only then did Mrs. Xiao relax a lot, and instructed: "It's spring, and the spring clothes up and down the house must be prepared in advance, as well as the bed curtains and curtains. I remember that I ran out of stock last year, so it's time to buy new ones. By the way, where are you, Qian'er? Take a trip in person, lest those servants look down on others and neglect her."

"Don't worry, ma'am, I'll take a look at the old slave later."

Leaving from Xiao's place, Mrs. Xiao gently stroked the plain silk flowers on her temples and walked towards Jiang Qian's residence.

Since Jiang Qian returned to Bo's Mansion, she has rarely left the courtyard.

It's not that she doesn't want to, it's that she can't.

With the words of Mrs. Feng first, she is a married daughter who has returned to her parents' home, so she naturally needs to be more peaceful, at least after these days.

Jiang Qian originally thought that she would be able to raise her head after waiting for her brother to lift her head up, but she never expected that something would happen to her brother.

Hearing that Mrs. Xiao was coming, Jiang Qian cheered up and met someone, and couldn't bear to listen to Mrs. Xiao talking about those trivial things.

When did she fall into such a situation, she had to listen patiently to the words of a woman beside her mother.

Jiang Qian felt a pain in her heart.

Mrs. Xiao quietly curled the corners of her lips, and seemed to mention it inadvertently: "Fourth girls are really lucky to have received a post about the flower banquet in the palace."

"Flower viewing banquet in the palace?"

"Yes, I heard that it is to choose a concubine for the unmarried prince."

Jiang Qian's eyes shrank suddenly, and she tugged at the veil: "Why did the fourth sister receive it? What about the other sisters?"

Mrs. Xiao smiled and said, "Only the fourth girl has received it. Everyone in the house said, maybe the fourth girl can really become a princess——"

"impossible!"

Mrs. Xiao stopped.

Jiang Qian pursed her lips and slowly calmed down. She forced a smile and said, "Mother Xiao will often come over and tell me about the outside world."

"Don't worry, the second lady, the wife told the old slave to come here often."

When Mrs. Xiao left, Jiang Qian suddenly lowered her face and muttered to comfort herself: "Jiang seems to be nothing, the daughter of an uncle who can't even pass on the title can become a princess? It's a dream!"