Chapter 201: Mrs. Feng's transformation

After Zhen Heng finished speaking, she was really embarrassed to face the teasing gaze of his father, and almost escaped back to the study.
The windows in the study were bright and clean, filled with a faint fragrance of ink, and the melodious birdsong of the branches outside the window added a bit of excitement to the silence.
Zhen Heng is not actually a frizzy person. He has always looked calm and gentle in front of outsiders, otherwise he would not have earned the title of Lord Ruyu.
This time he was indeed impulsive, but after the impulse, instead of feeling annoyed, he was also excited deep in his heart, making him almost humming along with the chirping of the birds outside the window. Only the sun was shining and the scenery was infinitely good.
When Zhen Heng came to the book case, he took out the picture scroll from the dark grid and slowly unfolded it, looked at the snow-skinned and black-haired girl in the painting, and couldn't help but smile when he looked at it.
He and her are probably destined by heaven, and this is such a coincidence.
At dinner, Madam Zhen couldn't help but said to Zhen Shicheng: "Why do I feel that Heng'er is drifting while walking today? It's not as stable as before."
Zhen Shicheng smiled and stroked his beard: "Youth, it's not good to be too steady."
Mrs. Zhen is a smart woman. Hearing the words, she heard something and she squinted at Zhen Shicheng, "What do you say? Are you father and son hiding something from me?"
Zhen Shicheng sent out the maid who was waiting on the side, and confessed: "I fell in love with a girl—"
"What?" Before Zhen Shicheng finished speaking, Mrs. Zhen reached out and held his ear, "Fancy a girl? Hehe, why don't I know you are so old when you are still thinking about it? I think your beard is Are you not going to ask for it? Then I will turn around and burn the candle."
Zhen Shicheng breathed in pain: "Let go, you have to wait for me to finish talking. Old husband and wife, there is no such trust."
Mrs. Zhen let go with a calm face.
Zhen Shicheng rubbed his ears: "I mean, I found that a little girl is pretty good, and I want to ask Heng'er to be a wife."
"It's almost the same." Madam Zhen breathed a sigh of relief. After she calmed down, she pondered and became angry again. "Heng'er is so wrong today. Did you mention it to him?"
"Ah." Zhen Shicheng was sloppy, afraid to say how many times he had mentioned it earlier.
Madam Zhen raised her hand and poked Zhen Shicheng: "You really do, don't you discuss such a big matter with me? What is the girl's background, what kind of temperament, and what about her family? You have to inquire carefully about so many situations, you are so rash. Speaking to Heng'er? Wait—"
Speaking of this, Madam Zhen sank in her heart and said murderously: "I know what Heng'er is. Just a few words from you, he can't be happy. Could it be—"
Zhen Shicheng couldn't hide it, and said honestly: "I took Heng'er to meet that girl today."
"What!" Madam Zhen turned her face black with anger, "Zhen Shicheng!"
Zhen Shicheng hurriedly took a look outside and begged: "Be quiet, how bad it is for the maids to hear."
Madam Zhen sneered: "What about hearing it? You kneel on the washboard and they haven't seen it before."
Zhen Shicheng: "..."
"You are so careless and take Heng'er to meet the girl? By the way, it's not appropriate for this family to let their daughter meet Heng'er so rashly—"
"No, I let Heng'er pretend to be a small servant." Zhen Shicheng explained, risking death.
Madam Zhen was so angry that she couldn't speak.
"Since the wife feels wrong, let's forget it. I'll talk about it later. Anyway, I don't think Heng'er is eager to marry a wife." Zhen Shicheng retreated.
Madam Zhen was unhappy when she heard it: "How can you rely on Heng'er for important marriages? He doesn't rush if he is not in a hurry? The boss is not young anymore, all day long, except for reading, just hanging out, what is it like."
Speaking of her son's attitude towards marrying a wife, Mrs. Zhen lost her temper.
She is really afraid that her son will be delayed until her twenties before he is willing to marry. Since the father and son both took a look at the girl, maybe the girl is really good.
"Which girl does that girl belong to?"
When Zhen Shicheng heard that his wife was moved, he hurriedly brought together Jiang's situation.
Madam Zhen curled her eyebrows after hearing this: "I heard this girl Jiang mentioned when I had a gathering with those ladies and wives."
The reputation does not seem very good.
She had retired, and she hadn't been taught by her mother since she was a child. As for Dongping Earl's third title, she didn't care much about being killed.
The Zhen family was originally just an ordinary wealthy family. Her family and the Zhen family were neighbors. They grew up together as childhood sweethearts. Later, Zhen Shicheng entered the officialdom through the imperial examination. With outstanding ability, the Zhen family squeezed into the current circle.
After hearing Mrs. Zhen's worries, Zhen Shicheng smiled disapprovingly: "Women's opinion will only stare at these things and none."
Madam Zhen was displeased: "Why is it a woman's opinion? Who does marry a woman?"
Zhen Shicheng said to his wife sternly: "Ms. Mei, a girl like Ms. Jiang, if something happens to this family, she can stand up and support this family."
Their family is not a large family with a profound heritage of the end of the century, it can be said that he alone has the current status. In his opinion, the eldest daughter-in-law is more important than being good and gentle.
Madam Zhen was silent for a long time, and she agreed with Zhen Shicheng's words: "In this case, I will look for a chance to meet Ms. Jiang."
Zhen Shicheng's visit caused Jiang Si to be called to Cixintang.
"Grandma is looking for something to do with me?" Jiang Si asked Mrs. Feng as a gift.
Mrs. Feng took a look at Jiang Si. Seeing that she looked calm, it was difficult to see any emotions from it, and she was slightly surprised.
Could it be that she used to look wrong? This granddaughter was silent, she was a city mansion, and she actually got the blue eyes of Shuntian Mansion Yin.
The House of Honor is different from the House of Honor. Some families are noble and have extraordinary influence in the DPRK. Such people naturally yearn for them. But like Dong Pingbo, who was far away from the center of the imperial court and only received salary on time, it was far inferior to an official with real power.
This is also the reason why the second room of Dongping Bofu is more valued by Mrs. Feng.
Master Jiang Er is a Taipusi Shaoqing of the fourth grade, and he can be better than the boss when he really encounters problems.
Mrs. Feng has always looked up at the second room, but as Jiang Qian returned to her family in embarrassment, her mind was slightly different. Now seeing Jiang Si silently making the third-rank master's blue eyes, and thinking that Uncle Yongchang personally sent Jiang Si out not long ago, her attitude towards Jiang Si changed suddenly.
Hearing Jiang Si's question, Mrs. Feng smiled lovingly: "It's nothing, my grandmother remembered that your grandmother's birthday is coming soon. Turn around and ask the steward to buy some clothes. You can pick a few you like and make some clothes. By the way, it’s time to buy new jewelry. You can go to the Jumbo Pavilion if you have nothing to do. If you like, buy it and put it on the Bofu’s account.
"Thank you grandmother, granddaughter knows."
Thinking of grandma's birthday, Jiang seemed to look forward to it.
She will be able to see the older sister soon.