C127 (1/2)

Today, on the birthday of the Old Ancestor Madame Chen, other than having a feast, he had also set up a stage in the Dian Cui Hall near the lotus pond and invited a famous pear concert in the capital to perform.

He tidied up the Jade Dining Hall early in the morning and laid out a dozen long tables carved with red wood. There were a few plates of rare fresh fruits and delicate pastries neatly arranged on the tables.

The Madame Chen was naturally seated in the middle. Beside him was Princess Mingxin, the North Prince Jing's Consort, and then there was Changping's Grand Lady, Duke An, and so on. As for the girls, they had arranged another play in the Agarwood. They didn't need to go to their elders to set up the rules.

Waiting for the maidservants to present the newly-brewed tea, Madame Chen personally ordered ”Moonworshiping Pavilion” for him. The class master of the Pear Sing Class respectfully received the play paper and retreated behind the stage. Not long after, a few middle-aged men wearing blue cotton-padded jackets and holding various types of musical instruments appeared on the stage. First he kowtowed to the crowd, then he sat down on the low wooden bench to the right of the table. The gong sounded, and the show began.

For a time, the sound of the gongs and drums in Dian Cui Tang Hall was extremely lively.

The performance onstage was truly worthy of being called a top performer of a famous class. The voice was as smooth as jade, and the singing was very sincere. He raised his hands and raised his feet, wincing and wincing; it was extremely well done. Even the Madame Chen revealed a satisfied smile, the hand on his leg shook gently, as he listened to what the elder had to say, engrossed.

< Moonlight Pavilion Record > had a total of four folds. Just as he finished singing the first fold, a Little Maid with a double bun hurriedly ran into Dian Cui Hall. However, he did not dare approach and only stood on the outermost corner with his feet on the ground, looking around with a face full of urgency.

Mama Wu who was standing beside Madame Chen had her attention on the door. Upon seeing Little Maid appear, he quietly took a few steps back, and walked around the crowd from the back.

When the Little Maid saw Mama Wu, she immediately revealed a relieved expression. She hurriedly walked to a corner and muttered a few words in a low voice.

Mama Wu's face suddenly changed. She waved her hand to dismiss Little Maid, then hurriedly returned to Madame Chen's side and leaned over to whisper something into her ear.

Madame Chen's narrowed eyes suddenly widened a bit as a glint flashed past them as they reflected off the lanterns on the stage.

Although the two of them could not hear the mutterings of the Mama Wu, they could clearly feel the fluctuations in the expression of the Madame Chen. She slowly picked up the colored porcelain teacup with the words' Fushu 'in the official kiln. Her red lips were lightly pursed as the sweet and mellow tea slipped down her throat. Only then did Feng Feng, who had yet to remove her teacup from the stage, reveal a hint of joy in her eyes.

Madame Chen waved her hand and ordered Mama Wu to retreat to the side as if nothing had happened, she sat firmly on the Ink Pellet Wu, then continued to watch the show. After waiting for the maids to bring out the fresh longevity peach buns, she ate a few mouthfuls, then frowned and started feeling uncomfortable.

Everyone guessed that most likely, Madame Chen ate until her stomach broke and wanted to go to the washroom. Only the corners of North Prince Jing's Consort's mouth curled up into a faint smile.

The Madame Chen left the Jadeite Hall and went along the carpentry corridor to the east. However, she didn't return to the Longevity Hall, and instead went to the Half Moon Temple which was not too far away from the Longevity Hall.

Lixia had been waiting in front of the door. When he saw the Madame Chen, who was being supported by the Mama Wu, come in from the corridor, he quickly went to greet them, ”Greet the Old Ancestor.”

”Get up.” Madame Chen looked at Lianxia expressionlessly, ”Where is he?”

Lixia bowed his head and held his chest, ”Reporting to the Old Ancestor, we will wait inside.”

The Madame Chen nodded and did not say anything else. She glanced at the Mama Wu and the two of them stepped into the house. Lixia paused for a moment, but did not follow him in, and waited for Mama Wu to close the door behind him, and quietly waited outside.

Half a month was not long, but it was a rebuilt study that was part of a summer retreat. Originally, Madame Chen had married a Prince Consort in the past, but the Grand Old Master of Ye Family had personally arranged this. Although the number of books in the study was not more than ten thousand, there were still many, many of which were left behind. However, since Prince Consort Ma had left, the Half Moon Pavilion had been empty. Other than the servants who cleaned up the place, only Madame Chen would occasionally come and sit for a while.

Madame Chen entered the outer room and walked straight to the main hall. Just as she sat down, Jin Lan lifted the curtain and walked out through the curtain.

”I, Jin Lan, pay my respects to the Old Ancestor.” She quickly went up to pay her respects to Madame Chen, who followed and knelt down as well.

”Forget it. Hurry up and get up.” The Madame Chen was all smiles, but when she looked over the Mama Zhu, her eyes flashed with sharpness, ”Why are you not going to watch the show with your sisters, and come here alone?”

”Old Ancestor.” Jin Lan raised his head to look at Madame Chen, and his swollen red eyes started tearing up, ”I plead for the Old Ancestor to seek justice for Jin Lan!” As he spoke, he handed the letter in his hand to Madame Chen.

The Madame Chen looked at it for a bit, and the smile on her face gradually disappeared. After a long time, he put the letter down, sighed deeply, and said: ”I was just thinking of finding an opportunity to tell you about it tomorrow, but you found out.”

In other words, what Mama Zhu said was true? The Old Ancestor received a letter from the Yangzhou a long time ago, and he also clearly knew that his mother was in critical danger!

Hatred was like a tidal wave, instantly extinguishing the last of her reason. She trembled and looked up to the Old Ancestor with a determined expression, saying each word clearly, ”Old Ancestor, I want to regain my Yangzhou!”