The stand-in didn't take it seriously for three years, and the minister was furious when they b

Only then did she remember that she had no idea that Ling Wenzhan had not died and had always been in the manor. He did not die suddenly in his true identity, and strictly speaking, the three-year mourning period had already passed. Although it was inappropriate for him to wear red so soon, it was not wrong either.

I didn't expect her to look so stunning when dressed up.

Before, she always thought she was just like that...

His eyes unconsciously moved back and forth over her body, Hua Shuolei was shocked and regretful.

At this moment, Mu Lianzhi covered her lips with a handkerchief, looking frightened, wronged, stunned, puzzled and sad:

"Cousin, I hurried over here because I heard you were here. It turns out you don't like seeing me."

Without waiting for Hua Shuolei to respond, she squatted down and turned to the old lady:

"Greetings to mother, I was rash and impolite for a moment, please don't blame me, mother."

The old lady raised her hand to signal, and Mu Lianzhi squatted again, then sat down on a nearby chair.

At this time, Hua Shuolei finally came to her senses and turned around to apologize to her:

"Don't misunderstand, cousin, that's not what I meant."

"I was just talking to my cousin's aunt when I heard that a head of the family had just passed away unexpectedly. I thought of my cousin and couldn't help feeling a little sad! You are a widow, and I am used to seeing your plain appearance. I was not used to it and overreacted a little."

"Cousin's wife isn't really mad at me, is she?"

Hua Shuolei moved closer to her in a flattering manner, looking apologetic and constantly winking at her, as if to say, "I didn't mean it just now, I was just pretending in front of others."

In the past, when the two of them were close, they were more friendly in private than on the surface, and this kind of situation happened many times.

If it were the original owner, she would definitely think that she had her own reasons for doing this, and that she was probably doing it for her own good. The original owner was really the kind of person who would repay her with a spring of sunshine if she was given a little sunshine.

Unfortunately, her kindness did not bring her any good results.

As soon as Mu Lianzhi saw the woman's body swaying as if she had mild ADHD, she knew how fake and hypocritical her words and actions were. Body language cannot lie.

Shaking his head, Mu Lianzhi smiled faintly:

"How could that be? My cousin is so kind, she cares so much about the servants!"

"It's just that, although your cousin has been gone for three years, he was once a brilliant man and even a Jinshi. He is such an outstanding and proud person. If he knew that you compared him with a servant who is not even worthy of carrying his shoes, he would definitely be unhappy."

"Don't say such things again in the future."

"Although I am a widow, I am only mourning for my husband. The three-year mourning period has already passed. Should the life and death of an outsider, or even a servant, affect the food, clothing, housing and transportation of my mansion? How can this be justified in the world?"

"If that's the case, there will be funerals every day, and no one will need to get married in the future."

"Our mansion has just completed three years of mourning. Do we have to continue mourning for a servant?"

"After all, the master is a military officer, so his influence is minimal. Our young master is a newly-appointed scholar, so he can't stand this blow."

"Just to bring good luck, the Marquis' Mansion should wear more red now."

After saying this, she deliberately looked at the old lady again:

"Mother, is it not wrong for my daughter-in-law to say this?"

She felt aggrieved and uncomfortable, but couldn't speak out. Suddenly, she suddenly had an epiphany, and the old lady could only nod her head reluctantly:

"Yes, that's right. The dead are gone, and we have to consider the living."

Although the death of the younger son would not completely affect the career of the eldest grandson, the death of a family member has the greatest impact on civil servants. They will indeed be placed last in career arrangements. If there is no urgent vacancy, they may even be put in an infinite waiting queue, and it is normal to wait for two or three years.

No one likes to work with someone who is in mourning, especially when it is not a "happy funeral" due to natural causes.

It is a taboo for many people.

The more she thought about it, the sadder she felt. Not only did her beloved son die a violent death, but he couldn't hold a funeral, and he was hated and even cursed by his closest relatives. How could he rest in peace in the afterlife? How could she find justice?

Why is she so miserable?

Three years ago, I sent the old man away, and three years later, I sent the young man away again...

"Cough cough~"

The old lady couldn't control herself and started coughing violently. She realized something and turned around. Hua Shuolei went to help the old lady calm down:

"Aunt, Lei'er was the one who spoke out of turn. Don't get excited. Calm down. Your health is more important."

After comforting the old lady and handing her a cup of tea, Hua Shuolei sat back in her original seat.

At this time, Jiang also hurried over after hearing the news. After a few greetings, the atmosphere eased. Without Mu Lianzhi saying anything, Jiang got to the point first:

"Mother, I heard someone came to visit from the palace. What's the matter?"

"If you hadn't told me, I would have almost forgotten..."

The old lady gave a signal, and Nanny Li beside her turned around and handed over a red envelope.

"They said there was an event in the palace on the Qixi Festival, and all officials were invited to attend with their families. The Ministry of Rites sent someone to deliver the invitation, and they specifically told us to attend."

"Fei'er is going too?"

Looking through the name card, Jiang was somewhat surprised:

What does that mean? Why did they specifically mention unmarried ladies of marriageable age?

"Qixi, this is the best day of the year for finding love. This time, they are celebrating it in the outer courtyard of the imperial palace, and they have even mentioned the families of the fifth rank and above. Maybe they want to choose a spouse for some prince or noble. In short, it is an opportunity, but unfortunately-"

Unfortunately, the Marquis' Mansion is weak, the eldest son is in prison, and the second son is now gone. The main branch of the Marquis' Mansion is already small and there is only this one granddaughter. To be honest, now is not the best time.

Ling Feier's appearance is impeccable, and she will soon be of marriageable age. The fact that she was given the opportunity by the imperial palace shows her social status. But why would anyone from a higher family choose a marquisate that is only in name only?

Most of the people at the same level as them are not as rich as the Marquis' Mansion, and their future is unknown. How could they be willing?

It's really not my time.

A concubine's son has many descendants, and they can make money and do well in the local area, but they are not counted in the capital. How can the Marquis's mansion dare to take the risk of change if it is not sure?

Thinking about it, the old lady shook her head helplessly:

"Let's just join in the fun this time. If the Bodhisattva blesses us and we can really make a good relationship, that would be even better."

Twisting the Buddhist beads, the old lady closed her eyes slightly and made a praying gesture. Then she remembered something and looked at Mu Lianzhi again:

"You haven't been out for a long time. Prepare yourself well. When your sister-in-law and I are overwhelmed, you can take care of Fei'er and make sure nothing goes wrong."

"here?"

After pretending to be surprised and embarrassed, Mu Lianzhi continued to reply:

"Yes, my daughter-in-law knows."

"Cousin, can you take Leier to broaden her horizons? Leier has never seen the palace. If it is inconvenient, you can let Leier be your maid for a day, aunt?"

Hua Shuolei's eyes were shining with envy and desire, but the old lady's gaze wandered and paused at the starting point -