Chapter 1：

Two Years of the Qian Yue Calendar of the Da Yue Dynasty

It is the season when the spring flowers are in full bloom, the warmth is still cold, the breeze is blowing, the flower branches are shaking slightly, and a faint floral fragrance is floating in the air.

The morning light was slightly exposed, and the belly was white.

The servants of Changning Bo Mansion have begun busy, shuttled back and forth in various courtyards, the house gradually became lively.

A quiet and elegant courtyard on the west side was quiet, and none of the large courtyards moved around.

In the carved bed on the inner room, Jiang Ningbao slowly opened her eyes while she was asleep. Her eyes were beautiful, her looks were flawless, her temperament was weak and pure, and she looked pitiful and pitiful.

"Are you wearing books?"

Jiang Ningbao lifted her thin quilt and sat beside the bed with frowns on her eyes, her eyes flashed with shock and wonder, and she sat still for a moment, then she opened the gauze and got off the bed with only a single garment. Waist hair is **** with a hair band.

At this moment, the door squeaked open, and a figure in a crow-colored armor appeared lightly in the room. When he saw the person in the inner room woke up, his voice was surprised.

"Girl, are you awake?"

Jiang Ningbao glanced at the person with a slight smile, gently nodded, took the toothbrush made of willow branches, dipped in tooth powder made of medicinal materials, and started mouthwashing.

After rinsing, Jiang Ningbao started to wash his face.

Looking at the delicate face reflected in the water in the copper basin, Jiang Ningbao froze slightly. After watching it for more than ten years, she was still not used to this delicate and beautiful face.

In his last life, Jiang Ningbao had a bright face and a magnificent temperament. However, after he wore the baby, his face went to the other extreme, a weak beauty.

Even if angry, she looks like a beautiful woman.

Such looks are most likely to get the pity of men and grow the jealousy of women.

Jiang Ningbao sighed, stopped looking at the reflection in the water, washed his face skillfully, wiped the towel handed over by the maid, and the maid gave a strong smile, whispering: "Girl, breakfast is your love Chicken congee. "

After that, the maidservant lowered her head and quickly brought out the chicken congee in the food box.

Chicken shredded porridge is very fragrant, and you can see that the chef's porridge skills are quite good.

As a young lady in the second room of Changning Bofu, Jiang Ningbao passed through the silk satin and ate the mountain and sea food, but that was once. Since three years ago, her parents returned to the clan to worship the ancestors. The amount of diet decreases daily.

Especially in recent days, breakfast has only one bowl of porridge.

Fortunately, porridge is still made by the chef who is best at porridge in the house.

Thinking of the memory I received last night, Jiang Ningbao's mouth filled with coldness, sitting at the table, slowly drinking chicken congee, drinking a bowl of chicken congee, the sky outside was already bright.

"Girl, it's fifteen today. You should go to Shou Jintang to greet the old lady." The maidservant glanced at the sky, packed the table, and whispered a reminder.

Jiang Ningbao heard the maidservant's reminder and nodded slightly. On the fifteenth day of each month, he went to Shou Jintang to greet the old lady.

"Chunxi, get that lake blue dress."

Jiang Ningbao combed a flying puppet, put on a lake blue dress, tied a delicate purse around her waist, and the maid quickly took out a few fine jewelry from the box and put it on the lady.

The whole person looks delicate and beautiful.

"Let's go to Shoujintang."

The master and servant went out of the courtyard and walked through the corridor and garden. Groups of pretty maids dressed in crow blue armor saluted Jiang Ningbao.

After Jiang Ningbao passed, they quietly talked.

"I heard that the marriage between the Four Girls and Grandpa Shizi was suspended."

"If the second elder and the second young lady are still there, the fourth girl will not fall to this point."

"Actually, the treatment of the four girls is pretty good, but the weight of the meal is reduced. The old lady is kind and has already handed over the dowry of the second young girl to the four girls."

"No matter how the four girls are the fiancees of the grandfather of the state government, the masters and sons will not do too much, but the rumors outside are too ridiculous. The grandfather of the world should not remarry for the daughter of Anyuan.

"It's hard to say that the identity of the four girls is not as good as that of the young lady from Anyuan Houfu. The young lady will definitely not be subordinate to the four girls."

"It's true that the people in Manjing are staring at our mansion."

"..."

Jiang Ningbao didn't care about the concubine's comments, and walked all the way to Shou Jintang. When he was at the entrance of the main house of Shou Jintang, he met Jiang Mingyao, the only undecided girl in the big room.

Jiang Mingyao nodded slightly toward Jiang Ningbao.

"Four sisters."

The five-girl Jiang Mingyao is a beautiful eyebrow with a cool temperament, only a month younger than Jiang Ningbao, surrounded by a group of bright people, there is no glory or pride in the eyebrows.

"Five sisters." Jiang Ningbao returned a soft smile, looking delicate and cowardly.

The two young ladies met, and there were many servant girls on one side, who hugged and hugged each other; there were only two lone masters and servants on one side.

This obvious differential treatment is embarrassing.

Jiang Ningbao didn't care. She didn't like too many people to serve. Since the accident happened three years ago, most of the people in the house climbed high.

Only her niece, Chunxi, remained with her.

The little girl at the door raised the curtain and respectfully said, "Two girls, please come in."

Jiang Mingya glanced at the weak and elder sister, and frowned a little, then looked away, waited for her to enter the room, then followed her steps.

Chang Ningbo's Mrs. Jiang has always disliked her sister-in-law, and the only one who could go to Shou Jintang to greet her granddaughter was a two-bedroom granddaughter. Except for the young, the sister-in-laws were all studying in the academy or going to the government office.

As early as a year ago, after the eldest daughter-in-law of Dafang married, the only people who came to Shoujintang to greet them were Jiang Ningbao and Jiang Mingyao, and the eldest lady in the house.

Inside the main hall, sandalwood is lingering.

Mrs. Jiang was sitting on the high hall, wearing a dark purple splattered Ruyi skirt, her silver hair was meticulously combed back into a bun, her face was kind, and if there were no flashes of light in her eyes, anyone would think it was a kind-hearted person old lady.

Standing next to her was a dignified and middle-aged beautiful woman with a sharp eyebrow. It was the mother of Chang's eldest lady Zhang and Jiang Mingyao.

Jiang Ningbao held the skirt and slowly stepped forward to salute Mrs. Jiang on the main seat.

"Ningbo has seen grandmother, uncle."

Jiang Mingyao came forward with a look of coldness, please.

"Ming Yao gives grandmother, mother please."

Mrs. Jiang looked at the two granddaughters with different temperaments below, showing a kind smile, especially the five girls Jiang Mingyao in the big room.

Mrs. Jiang asked with a smile about Jiang Mingyao's recent situation, nodded with satisfaction, and turned to Jiang Ningbao. She looked very fragile and looked fragile. The poor granddaughter, Mrs. Jiang frowned.

She didn't really like this granddaughter. Every time she saw Jiang Ningbao, she would remind the old lady of the favored and fragile aunts in the grandpa's backyard when she was young.

But this granddaughter had good luck and had booked a good family relationship since childhood.

It brought a lot of benefits to Changning's Mansion. Now that her marriage has changed, it is difficult to say whether it can be kept. Even if it can be kept, the position of the wife is to let people do it. Mrs. Jiang looked complicatedly. Jiang Ningbao glanced softly.

"Four girls, you don't need to pay attention to the messy rumors outside, your grandmother will decide for you, and no one can insult our girls in Bofu."

"Mother is saying, girl, you can relax, your family affairs will be fine." The elder lady, Zhang, couldn't help but appease.

To say who in the government does not want Jiang Ningbao's wedding to happen unexpectedly, it is the eldest lady.

Changning Bo Mansion is a declining family of honor and honor, with no title and no real power.

The men in the family are not high in official positions.

In the early years, the eldest lady, the House Lady, was apathetic among a group of noble ladies. After Jiang Ningbao's fiance was passed on to a given national father, her noble ladies had been crowded and treated coldly with her.

The eldest daughter is therefore married to Hou Fu.

The old lady who enjoyed the sweetness certainly did not want the niece's marriage to go wrong, especially when Uncle was going up and down to find a job for her uncle's second son.

In fact, Mrs. Jiang, like Mrs. Jiang, did not like Jiang Jiebao who was beautiful and attractive, so she looked soft and weak, so she acquiesced to the treatment of her second-room maid, but she would not do too much.

Mrs. Jiang also knew about this, but opened one eye and closed one.

The frosty Jiang Mingyao next to Jiang Ningbao showed a touch of compassion. It was not a good thing that the fourth sister, an envied family matter, was stared at by too many people.

Anyuan Hou's house is big, and Changning's house is down.

Look at how the Dingguo government decided.

In her opinion, the marriage of Sijie and Shizi of Dingguo's government was afraid that something would happen.

Jiang Ningbao smiled slightly and nodded docilely: "Thank you Grandma, Auntie." Her lowered eyelids concealed a flash of coldness, and she did not believe that Mrs. Jiang and Auntie would decide for her.

When I woke up, I suddenly learned that I was a vicious woman wearing books. Jiang Ningbao has now slowed down. Naturally, she knows the subsequent development of the peach blossom feast. The Dingguo government will send someone to retreat from the family. The seductive compensation given can't wait to help her withdraw from the family.

At this moment, there was an obituary outside.

"Old lady, old lady, the steward Zhao of the Dingguo Government House asked for a meeting."

As the words came out, the atmosphere in the main room suddenly fell into a weird silence.

Jiang Mingya glanced at the four elder sisters around him, and there was a rare worry in his frosty face.

The Dingguo government is afraid of bad intentions.

Jiang Ningbao's heart moved suddenly, thinking of the plot in the book, and the secret way was coincident. It seems that today is the day when the Dingguo government came to retreat from the family.