Big grandma, the second girl is here. Bai Ling comes in to ask for instructions.

Zhen Miaobing asked someone to come in.

I saw Luo Zhihui, wearing a white background and a red collar, coming in with a pair of painted scrolls.

Zhen Miao asked about his purpose, and Luo Zhihui handed over the scroll: Sister-in-law, the painting for the elder brother will be delivered to you first.

Zhen Miao took it and opened it to take a look, and was a little surprised: Is this the second sister painted it?

yes.

The painting is really like it, and this one looks like the prince. Zhen Miaozan said.

Then he quietly glanced at the man in green in the painting, and cough cough, this temperament is so in line with her aesthetics, I am really embarrassed to look at it more.

I couldn't help but take a look, staring at the man's eyes a little confused: Second sister, this man's eyes, you seem to be a little unsightly

He is blind. Luo Zhihui said calmly, and then became excited. His sister-in-law could tell from the painting.

Zhen Miao silently laid a wax for the man in green on the painting.

Such a character, in the eyes of her youngest little girl, could not catch up with a painting

This pavilion is clearly the Lingyin Pavilion in the mansion. It turns out that Luo Tianzhang had not returned because he drank with this man.

Luo Zhihui was obviously interested: It seems that my sister-in-law is also very knowledgeable about painting.

Zhen Miaoxiao's heart trembled.

Why did this persistent expression remind her of the chess ss madman in County Lord Chongxi?

After a cold war, he shook his head and said: No, no, I don’t have any spiritual energy in this regard.

Although she can use the original owner’s blessings to both music, chess, calligraphy and painting, she really can’t love it.

Luo Zhihui was a little disappointed and stood up: Sister-in-law, please put away this painting, I will go back first.

Let's stay and have a meal together. Zhen Miao said hurriedly.

No. Luo Zhihui shook her head and showed a gentle smile. The picture of rain hitting banana leaves was only half drawn. Now that inspiration is coming, I will go back and finish it.

Zhen Miao didn't dare to stay any longer and asked Bai Ling to send Luo Zhihui out.

Thank goodness, this painting is not like playing chess, and two people have to come.

Looking at the table full of vegetables, he was a little worried, and suddenly his eyes lit up: Qing Ge, put the lotus leaf chicken in place and sent it to Lingyin Pavilion to add vegetables to the prince.

Hey. The green pigeon responded, put the lotus leaf chicken in place, and carried it to the Lingyin Pavilion.

The sun had already set in the west. Large magnificent clouds coated the ebony pavilion with a layer of rays of glow. The people and vegetables in the pavilion had almost eaten, and the wine continued.

Qingge didn't understand any poetry and painting. When he stood there, he said loudly: Prince, Grandma, let me send you a chicken.

Luo Tianqian's hand trembled, and the wine almost spilled out.

Qingge had already walked in with a glorious look on his face, skillfully opened the food box and took out the lotus leaf chicken and put it on the messy stone table in the cup and plate, and then gave another gift: The maid took her leave.

When Luo Tianzhang realized that he wanted to say something, the green pigeon was no longer visible.

Looking at the chicken wrapped in lotus leaves and emitting an attractive fragrance, I had to laugh dryly: He Lang, come and taste it, made by Neizi.

He Lang stretched out his chopsticks along the fragrance of lotus leaf chicken. He accurately picked up a piece of chicken and put it in his mouth. After eating it, he praised: It tastes delicious. My sister-in-law has this skill, and Brother Luo Shi is very lucky.

Luo Tianzhang couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth.

Suddenly, he felt that sending a fat maid to deliver chickens and shout loudly did not make him want to hit someone.

After eating a bite of crispy, tender and fragrant chicken, I felt a little uncomfortable. Zhen Si was going to wait for him to eat it together. I sent it to myself, what did she eat?

Thinking of this, Banxia, ​​who was guarding outside the pavilion, waved: Banxia, ​​I remember that the glutinous rice, osmanthus roots in Wuweizhai are good, so you can buy some and send them to Qingfengtang.

Banxia looked at the sky and looked at Luo Tianzhang in surprise.

Luo Tianfeng narrowed his eyes.

Banxia hurriedly shrank her head and smiled and said: Very good, I'll go now.

Banxia was doing things neatly, and went out of the mansion to go straight to Wuweizhai, bought glutinous rice, osmanthus root, and it was not yet dark.

He walked in with the glutinous rice, osmanthus root wrapped in the words Wuweizhai, and someone joked: Pinellia, at this time, I will go to Wuweizhai to buy snacks, which sister is going to be happy

Go, don't talk nonsense, this was bought by the prince for the big grandma.

Zhen Miaoke, who was eating glutinous rice, osmanthus root, didn’t know that the words of Banxia spread in the mansion.

The servants' awe of Zhen Miao quietly raised the level.

Whether the hostess has prestige depends on the male host.

The prince loves his eldest grandmother so much, and if they are servants carelessly, they will never know how to die in the future.

Haven't seen several examples?

Qiyue's family, Ma Ma, Ma Ma, Ma Ma, Ma Ma, Ma Ma, Ma Ma, Ma Ma, Ma Ma, Ma Ma, who had broken a rib and Ma Ma who was lying on the bed with her hair burnt out and Miss Zhu Yan, who was hiding in the house and did not dare to come out to see anyone.

When the eldest girl Luo Zhiya heard this, she was so angry that she rubbed the pot of impotence flowers placed in front of the window into pieces, and her slender white fingers dyed a bright red color.

Girl, wipe your hands. The maid Caixue held the wet veil.

Luo Zhiya took the handkerchief and wiped it hard, pursed her lips and said: Go to Xinyuan.

Why did Yuan Niang come? Tian put down the account book and rubbed his eyebrows.

Without Madam Tian and Zhu Yan, she obviously felt that it was not as convenient as before.

You have to do everything yourself, and sometimes you will inevitably be neglected when there are too many things.

Thinking of this, Zhen Miao scolded him again.

This killer is really her nemesis

It would be fine for Madam Tian, ​​but it could be considered as a wound to save the eldest grandmother. However, Zhu Yan burned her hair and almost died of shame. She is still hiding in the house and dare not see anyone. Even if her hair grows out in the future, her prestige in front of the servants will be mostly gained and lost.

This is really a murderous person without blood

You go down first. Luo Zhiya glanced at the maids in the room with a cold face.

The maids looked at Tian and saw that she didn't say anything, silently retreating.

When there were no one else in the room, Luo Zhiya said angrily: Mom, I hate my sister-in-law

Tian changed his face in fear: Oh, my little ancestor, even if you think so, you can't just say it directly. You don't know that, my mother finally took you out of the swing.

Luo Zhiya was so angry: Mom, what are you afraid of? Uncle and uncle died early, and you raised him. Now that the eldest brother has married, it is logical that Dashuo should be more filial to you, but look at it, not only did the eldest sister-in-law not take you seriously, but also attracted the eldest brother to the eldest brother.

The more you talk, the more angry you became, the eyes turned red: You are better to your elder brother than your second and third brothers, but your elder brother only thinks about your elder sister-in-law. Yesterday, I asked Banxia to buy the osmanthus root of Wuweizhai to send it to my elder sister-in-law.

After hearing this, Tian had nothing to annoy.

Since the beginning, she has just plotted against Luo Tianzhang, and naturally she doesn't feel hurt if she doesn't devote herself to her feelings.

Yuan Niang, your elder brother is kind to your sister-in-law. This is what it should be. Mom is still happy to see it. Why are you angry?

Luo Zhiya had a cold face and couldn't speak.

Of course she couldn't say that it was her elder brother who only gave osmanthus lotus root to her sister-in-law, but she didn't give it to her. She was unhappy.

But in the past, it was obviously not like this. My elder brother liked to go out with friends to enjoy the special gadgets. The ones delivered to her are always the most exquisite.

Tian said seriously: Yuanniang, no matter what, you can't be confused anymore. You are a girl's house. If you have any bad reputation, you will be ruined in your whole life. Have you heard of it?

I got it. Luo Zhiya said depressedly and went back silently.

When Mr. Luo Er came back, Tian sighed and said: Master, Dalang is a little nice to Mr. Zhen.

So what, Tian, ​​I didn’t say that Zhen Si doesn’t matter, the key is Dalang.

Master, why did you forget? If Dalang and Zhen have a good relationship, what should they do if they have children?

The second master was stunned.

Recently, several things he planned to deal with Luo Tianzhang were not going well. In order to cover up the traces, he was so busy that he forgot about this.

If Zhen had a son, even if something happened to Dalang, the title would fall on the child, and nothing else would happen to them.

This is also why he tried every means to marry the Duke's Mansion and Jian'an Bo Mansion in that way.

With Dalang's personality, he should be very disgusted with Zhen, so how could he touch her more

Is it really beautiful that I don’t care about my character anymore? The second master murmured.

A cold light flashed in Tian's eyes: Master, the maid arranged for the Qingfeng Hall to find out that Zhen has not changed her clothes yet, but she is now fifteen and may not grow up one day, which will be even more troublesome at that time. Moreover, Dalang used the swing to send most of the servants away. Those who stayed by chance and stuffed them in were only doing irrelevant work, and even the house could not be entered, so Qingfeng Hall was becoming increasingly difficult to control.

It was me who neglected. The second master sighed, "Tian, ​​you can do things conveniently in the inner courtyard. Think of a way. It's better to have Zhen's decoration."

Don't worry, Master, I'm responsible.

After a few days of calm life, Zhen Miao received a post.

Zhen Ning gave birth to a daughter and invited her to attend the child's baptism ceremony.

Zhen Miao thought of meeting Wen and Zhen Yan at the Sanli of Washing. Although her feet were not yet neat, she decided to go, so she went to report to the old lady.

The old lady told her to take good care of herself and nodded.
To be continued...