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Chapter 926

It took half an hour later that the carriage stopped at the palace gate.

Qin Shu jumped out of the carriage first, the groom placed the footstool, Qin Shu carefully supported Feng Qing down, and then Fang Jiangshi.

Just like last time, there were many carriages parked at the palace gate.

When they saw the Fang family carriage, the ladies and ladies from various families who were entering the palace gate looked back. They greeted Feng Qing very well, as if they were very familiar with Feng Qing.

Feng Qing can now greet them without changing his expression.

If there was a lady who had a crush on Fang Zheng before the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, Cao Jinxiu's fate made them retreat. What if Fang Zheng's appearance is outstanding, his knowledge is high, and his ability is strong?

They also have to have the life to fight for it.

The other party gave up. When they looked at Feng Qing again, they lost their hostility and even thought about making friends.

From His Majesty to Kyoto and from the people, everyone knows how important Feng Qing is to Fang Zheng. Feng Qing is gentle. If he can get along with her, his master will not be able to take Fang Zheng's high attention in the future. At least Fang Zheng will not target him.

Therefore, this time, the ladies who attended the banquet were much more harmonious than the last time.

"I have seen Mrs. Fang, and I have heard from Yixia about many of Mrs. Fang, but I have only seen each other today. From my perspective, Mrs. Fang is thousands of times more beautiful than that girl said." A round woman led the lady in a light pink skirt and came over.

This is the wife of the Xiaoqi Chanling family. Mrs. Jia and Mrs. Dou have always been close to Mrs. Jia, and Dou Yixia is also very close to Mrs. Jia. As for the lady who followed Mrs. Jia, she was the concubine's daughter of Lord Jia, Mrs. Jia had only one son. As for the concubine's daughter, when she was old enough to get married, Mrs. Jia asked Mrs. Jia to lead Ms. Jia to join the Queen Qianqiu.

"Last Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, I was ill and I didn't come to the palace. This time, I was a coincidence that I could meet Mrs. Fang at the entrance of the palace." Mrs. Jia explained again.

Mrs. Jia is a chatty and laughing lady. Her face is kind, which makes Feng Qing feel close to her. She smiled and said, "It's also your fate. How is your wife's health now?"

"It's already great." I heard Dou Yixia say that Feng Qing is a sincere person. Although she had not met, Mrs. Jia felt good about Feng Qing. Now she met, she felt even more happy.

Feng is not very young, and Mrs. Jia looks at her with loving eyes.

"I've seen the old lady." Mrs. Jia was very considerate. After she greeted Feng Qing, she went to Fang Jiang's life. "I had been thinking about visiting her home before, and I learned that Mrs. Fang was pregnant and should not be tired, so I never came to the door. In the future, the old lady and Mrs. Fang had free time and would have to come to disturb her."

Mrs. Jia said this very well.

After Fang Zheng became powerful, many posts were sent to the Fang family. The Kyoto wife wanted to visit her house, and some invited Feng Qing to attend many banquets. Most of them were rejected by Fang Zheng. The wives knew the meaning of the Fang family, so few people came to the house again. Even if Mrs. Jia had the intention to make friends, she would not risk offending Fang Zheng to deliver posts.

But she blamed this fault on herself. Even Fang Jiang felt a little guilty when she heard it. She hurriedly helped Mrs. Jia up, "In the future, when Saburo's wife gave birth to a child, you can make an appointment to go out together. My daughter-in-law knows not many people in Kyoto, and even fewer people have friendships. It is also boring to stay at home all day. I feel relieved if you lead me out."

There is a kind of person in this world that is very easy to make people feel good about him and willing to have a relationship with him. This is how Mrs. Jia is like this. With just a few words, Fang Jiang has already felt a lot of affection for Mrs. Jia, and is even willing to let Feng Qing go out with Mrs. Jia.

Fang Jiang was not completely impulsive. When Mrs. Jia mentioned Miss Dou's familiar tone, Fang Jiang knew that Mrs. Jia should really want to make friends with Feng Qing. Besides, Fang Jiang still depends on her ability after living for so many years.

"That's good. When Mrs. Fang's body is well maintained in the future, she will be warm at that time. Let's go to the Purification Temple together." Mrs. Jia made an appointment with the location.

This Jinghua Temple is not far outside the capital of Kyoto, and it is incense. I heard that the abbot of the Jinghua Temple is a monk who has been traveling abroad for many years before and has returned to the temple this year. It is said that the abbot of the Jinghua Temple is deeply trusted by the emperor, and the emperor has also specially gone to the Jinghua Temple to listen to the abbot of the lecture.

If you can get a few words of advice from the host, you will be lucky in your three lives.

"What does Mrs. Fang think?" Mrs. Jia asked Feng Qing.

"According to Mrs. Jia, if I have the chance, I would like to visit the abbot." Feng Qing originally did not believe in gods and Buddhas, but it was exactly the saying that he had no desires before, so he did not believe in gods and Buddhas. Now that he has something to ask for, he has to believe it.

She hopes that her husband can turn bad luck into good fortune, that Fang Jiang and Aunt Jin will be healthy, and that the child can grow up healthily.

Mrs. Jia smiled even stronger, "Then let's just say it."

"Mother--" Seeing that Mrs. Jia became more and more speculative as she talked to Feng Qing, she forgot her aside, Miss Jia cleared her throat and reminded her.

Mrs. Jia's smile became lighter, and she turned sideways, allowing Feng Qing to see Miss Jia.

"This is the eldest lady that our master loves the most." Mrs. Jia said.

It is not difficult for Feng Qing to hear the ridicule in his words.
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