Xie Shizi's shameless daily life

A group of people came to the main hall and sat down beside Xuan Ping Hou one by one. The food was already served. Xuan Ping Hou said in a gentle voice, "Let's eat."

Zhao Shu silently ate the rice in her bowl. Zhang Lanyin smiled and picked up a prawn for Zhao Xueying. She asked, "Xueying, do you still remember cousin Jin?"

Zhao Xueying said proudly: "Of course I remember. When Cousin Jin was on the horse today, I recognized him at a glance."

Xie Jin smiled: "My cousin has a good memory, but it's a pity that not everyone remembers me like my cousin."

Zhao Shu lowered her head, feeling nervous and her eating speed slowed down significantly.

Zhao Xueying quickly expressed her opinion: "How could that be!"

Xie Jin gave Zhao Shu an ambiguous smile.

Zhao Shu: “.”

Apart from the initial incident, the meal went smoothly to the end.

After saying goodbye to Marquis Xuanping and his wife, Xie Jin mounted his horse and glanced at Zhao Shu a few times before leaving.

Zhao Shu stood there with her head lowered and her eyes downcast.

After Xie Jin disappeared from everyone's sight, Marquis Xuanping and Zhang Lanyin also turned back to the mansion. Zhang Lanyin dragged Zhao Xueying behind Marquis Xuanping. Zhang Lanyin's gentle voice came from the front: "Miss, you have lost your manners in front of the distinguished guests. Go to the ancestral hall and kneel for two hours as punishment."

Hearing about such a punishment, Zhao Shu said calmly: "Yes, mother." Nothing in the inner courtyard of the Marquis's mansion can escape the eyes of the wife of Marquis Xuanping.

Xian Guogong Mansion.

The four large characters "Xianguogong Mansion" are majestically hung on the golden fir wood plaque.

There are thousand-layer stone rockery at both ends of the corridor, and the road is paved with warm white pebbles. The lanterns under the corridor sway slightly in the wind, adding a sense of silence.

As soon as Xie Jin stepped into the mansion, he called the servant: "Are father and mother still in the main hall?"

The servant said, "To answer the prince, the Duke and his wife are still waiting for him in the main hall."

Xie Jin put away the smile on his face and walked towards the main hall.

In the main hall, a middle-aged man in his forties was sitting upright on a chair, his eyes were like cold stars, his eyebrows were like painted, and he had a serious face.

The woman next to the man wore a golden eight-treasure bun on her head, a five-phoenix hairpin with pearls, a red gold necklace around her neck, and a brocade shirt with peony and phoenix patterns, over which she wore a fox-patterned pleated cloak. She looked gentle and kind. These two people were Xie Jin's parents, Xie Jingrong and Zhou Huijie.

Xie Jin greeted: "Father, Mother."

Xie Jingrong nodded: "Now that I'm back, I have to slowly get familiar with the affairs of the capital."

Xie Jin: "I understand, kid."

Zhou Huijie: "Jin'er, you just came back. Have a good rest tomorrow morning. You don't have to come and greet me and your father."

Xie Jin: "Yes, mother."

Dawn gradually broke and the fog thinned.

A ray of sunlight outside the window shone directly on Zhao Shu's bed. Zhao Shu stretched lazily on the bed, opened her eyes hazily, and turned over in her arms under the quilt.

Aunt Liu pushed the door open and walked in: "Miss, the hot water is ready. You can use it when you get up."

Zhao Shu pulled the quilt over her head, rolled to the left and right a few times, and murmured, "I know, Mammy."

Aunt Liu: "A Ling, come in and help the young lady wash up."

Madam Liu lifted the quilt and pulled Zhao Shu up. "This old servant will help the young lady get dressed."

After Zhao Shu washed her face and hands, breakfast was placed on the table, including a plate of pickles, a few pieces of fermented bean curd, a bowl of white porridge, and a plate of red bean cakes.

Zhao Shu picked up a piece of red bean cake and put it into her mouth. The whole plate of red bean cake was soon finished, leaving her mouth full of the aroma of red beans: "The red bean cakes made by Mammy are getting more and more delicious."

Madam Liu: "If you like it, I will make it for you every day."

Zhao Shu: "Just do it once every now and then. It's easy to get tired of it if you eat it every day."

After breakfast, Zhao Shu took A Ling to the main courtyard to pay her respects.

Ink Courtyard.

For some reason, there were no maids or servants in the yard. Ah Ling was shivering from the cold, and said loudly with a trembling voice: "Madam, my daughter is here to greet you."

Zhao Shu stood in the yard and waited for a while. Seeing that no one answered, she thought there was no one around. Just as she was about to leave, she heard the laughter of Marquis Xuanping and his wife and Zhao Xueying.

Hearing the laughter, Zhao Shu stood back where she was without any emotion.

It was not until the cold wind seeped into Zhao Shu's clothes layer by layer that a maid came out of the house. The maid did not come down, but stood on the steps and said to Zhao Shu, "Madam said there is no need to pay your respects. The weather is cold now, so you should go back first." After that, she turned and went back into the house.

Ah Ling looked at Zhao Shu distressedly. Just as she was about to speak, Zhao Shu said, "Let's go."

The two of them returned to the yard against the cold wind. As soon as they closed the door, Zhao Shu quickly poured herself a cup of hot water and drank it, then rubbed her sore knees. She had knelt in the ancestral hall for two hours last night, and stood outside her mother's yard for a long time this morning. Even a strong body could not bear it.

Ah Ling looked at Zhao Shu distressedly: "Miss, how about I go get a basin of hot water and use a towel to apply to your knees?"

Zhao Shu raised her eyes lazily: "It's okay, I just need to rest for a while."

Ah Ling said angrily: "It's so cold today, and the Madam actually asked you to kneel in the ancestral hall!" Seeing Aunt Liu shaking her head at her, Ah Ling quickly pursed her lips.

Zhao Shu didn't react much and said softly, "Okay, all of you go down."

Madam Liu tapped Ah Ling's head and said, "Don't say these things next time. How can the girl feel good about something that even you are angry about?" Ah Ling frowned in annoyance and said, "Madam, I know I was wrong."

In fact, they were all wrong. Zhao Shu had long been accustomed to such treatment, and she herself didn't even know whether she would still be sad.

Xian Guogong Mansion.

Zishu, the maidservant of the wife of the Duke's Mansion, walked to the outside of Xie Jin's study.

Zi Shu: "Prince, Madam asks you to go to the main courtyard."

Xie Jin looked up from the book: "Got it."

Xie Jin came over slowly: "Mother, what is the matter that you called me over for?"

Zhou Huijie looked fierce: "Why can't I ask you to come over if nothing happens?"

Xie Jin sat down on the chair next to him and said lazily with a smile: "That's impossible."

Xie Jin didn't even look at the snacks on the table. He just picked up the teacup in front of him and poured himself a cup of tea. After drinking the tea in the cup, Xie Jin didn't put the cup down. Instead, he held the cup in his hand and played with it boredly.

Finally, Zhou Huijie couldn't wait any longer and spoke first: "After the beginning of spring, I want to invite all the ladies in Beijing to hold a spring banquet."

Xie Jin smiled indifferently: "Mother, you can decide on this matter."

Zhou Huijie: "Let me be frank, you have to be there on the day of the Spring Banquet!"

Xie Jin: "Okay, I'll go when I'm free."

Zhou Huijie: "You just came back, how could you be busy! Don't lie to me here, you have to be here one day, this is an order, not a negotiation."

After that, he ordered him to leave. "Zishu, I'm tired. Help me go into the house and rest."

Xie Jin looked at Zhou Huijie's back and held his forehead with his hand in pain.

Today is a rare good day, not foggy as usual. After lunch, the sun came out, and the winter sun is particularly comfortable on people.

Zhao Shu moved a recliner to the middle of the yard, lay down on it, and covered her face with a book, feeling very comfortable.

At the hour of You, the sky was getting dark. Zhao Shu felt chilly, so she got up from the recliner and stretched.

Ah Ling: "Miss, dinner is ready."

At the table, the plates of sweet-scented osmanthus fish strips and jujube paste cake were completely empty. Zhao Shu looked at the leftovers in front of her and sighed with satisfaction.

Zhao Shu has a very cold temper, so be careful not to catch a cold."

Zhao Xueying's voice came from the corner of the rockery by the lake: "Mother, cousin Jin has been back for more than two months. When will you tell father about my cousin Jin and me?"

Zhang Lanyin: "I will talk to your father when the opportunity arises."

Zhao Xueying: "Mother, I'm just worried that the night will be long and full of dreams."

Zhang Lanyin thought for a moment, then said soothingly, "Don't worry!"

After hearing Zhang Lanyin say this, Zhao Xueying's uneasy heart finally calmed down a little.

Ah Ling lowered her voice: "Girl."

Zhao Shu made a gesture to silence him: "Shh, let's go back."

Ah Ling: "Girl, it's better to stay away from them to avoid unnecessary trouble."

After returning to the courtyard, Ah Ling would glance at Zhao Shu from time to time. Zhao Shu got goose bumps all over her body when she was looked at. She rubbed her arms with her hands and swallowed her saliva: "Ah Ling, why are you looking at me like that?"

Ah Ling's expression was a little strange: "Miss, do you think what the second lady said is true? Is Master Xie really interested in you?"

Zhao Shu was choked by her saliva: "Cough cough."

Aunt Liu came over and tapped Ah Ling on the forehead twice: "You just think about nonsense all day long."

Zhao Shu calmed down and looked at Ah Ling with amusement: "Let's not talk about whether Xie Jin really has this idea in his mind. Even if he really has this idea, I, your girl, can't be so stupid as to jump into the fire pit."

Ah Ling looked at Zhao Shu worriedly: "If Master Xie really has this in mind, can we resist?"

Zhao Shu patted Ah Ling's head and said, "Don't worry, Madam Zhang from our Marquis' Mansion will not allow such a thing to happen."

At night, Madam Liu blew out the candles that filled the room. When darkness swept across the room, Zhao Shu opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling of the bed.

(End of this chapter)