175: Chapter 90 Uncle_2 175: Chapter 90 Uncle_2 Speaking of Hai Tang, Jiang Li suddenly thought of her personal maid, Hai Tang, and wondered if Bai Xue’s family had managed to find any news about Hai Tang in Zao Hua Village.
Jiang Li asked, “Bai Xue, have your family sent any letters home recently?”
Bai Xue wiped the sweat from her forehead and said, “No, Miss, it’s harvest time now, and everyone at home is busy with farming.
I think they probably don’t have the time to write letters.
Once this busy period is over, we should receive a letter.”
Jiang Li nodded her head.
While they were chatting casually, they suddenly saw Feicui, the old madam’s maid, coming over.
Feicui didn’t enter the courtyard; she simply stopped at the entrance of Fangfei Garden and said to Jiang Li with a smile, “Second Miss, Madam Jiang the Elder summons you to Night Wind Hall.”
Bai Xue and Tonger exchanged glances; Madam Jiang the Elder seldom sought out Jiang Li unless there was a matter.
Jiang Li was not Jiang Bingji, who would visit Night Wind Hall to solicit treats from the old madam for no particular reason.
Even if Jiang Li were willing to lose face and seek out Madam Jiang the Elder, who had become estranged from her over the past eight years, it would surely be rather uncomfortable for both.
Tonger then crisply asked, “Sister Feicui, what does the old madam want our Miss for in Night Wind Hall?
Is there something happening in the residence?”
“No,” Feicui said with a smile, “It’s just that a guest has arrived at the residence; she wants the Second Miss to join them for a while.”
Seeing Feicui’s response, Tonger finally felt relieved.
Judging by Feicui’s demeanor and tone, the old madam was probably not summoning Jiang Li to reprimand her; Jiang Li hadn’t done anything wrong.
Jiang Li saw at a glance what Tonger was worried about and couldn’t help but smile wryly.
Even if Madam Jiang the Elder were truly summoning her to chastise her, it wouldn’t be a big deal.
She could protect herself and emerge unscathed; at worst, if the opposition was truly unreasonable, it would be some form of confinement or the like.
That wasn’t really a big deal.
So she said to Feicui, “Wait for me for a moment, Sister Feicui, I will change into another dress and then come.” Jiang Li went back to her room to put on a dress, then went to Night Wind Hall with Feicui and Tonger.
There was some distance from Fangfei Garden to Night Wind Hall, and on a normal day, one would encounter other people on the way.
However, now that Jiang Yue was recuperating in the village, Jiang Youyao was confined, and Jiang Yuyan was a timid soul who hardly ever left her courtyard, they met no one on the way and proceeded without incident.
Jiang Li was quite pleased.
As they walked, Feicui pondered to herself that this Second Miss, who had spent eight years in the temple and less than half a year back in Yanjing City, had seen the young ladies of the residence in an uproar, everything a headache, yet only the Second Miss had emerged unscathed and spotless.
Not only that, but her renown had spread far and wide, and she had received the emperor’s favor.
How the wheel of fortune turns!
Initially, they thought that once the Second Miss was banished to the temple, she would never return.
As a result, Feicui dared not underestimate this seemingly gentle Second Miss, and almost unconsciously, her behavior became much more respectful.
Jiang Li detected the change in Feicui’s attitude and smiled faintly, without speaking.
It was human nature to flatter the successful and shun the unfortunate; within the Jiang Family, a significant Official Family, even the servants had picked up the bureaucratic habit of shifting with the wind.
It wasn’t a good thing, but it wasn’t a bad thing, either.
At least it had created many opportunities for her.
When they arrived at Night Wind Hall, Feicui entered first, beaming as she said to the person inside, “Old Madam, the Second Miss has arrived.”
Jiang Li followed Feicui in and immediately saw a familiar young man sitting to the right of Madam Jiang the Elder, tilting his head slightly as though somewhat uncomfortable yet rather proud.
Jiang Li paused in her steps, her mind filled with questions: Ye Shijie, why had he come?
She couldn’t say she knew her cousin extremely well, but she had some understanding of Ye Shijie’s temperament.
Ye Shijie harbored a grudge over the words Jiang Li had said to him in the past, and naturally, he would not show Jiang Family any goodwill.
By the fact that Ye Shijie had previously entered the Imperial College for studies and yet never once visited the Jiang Family residence, she knew his attitude.
Yet today, Ye Shijie had come unbidden, and was sitting at Madam Jiang the Elder’s side, and by all appearances, they were getting along quite well.
Before Jiang Li could make sense of the situation, she heard Madam Jiang the Elder’s affable voice say, “Second girl, come and meet your Uncle Ming Xuan.”
Jiang Li was taken aback, Uncle Ming Xuan?
Only then did she see clearly that next to Ye Shijie, there sat a middle-aged man.
This man was dressed in a silver-white robe, wore a silver crown, and had a golden belt around his waist.
He looked like a scholar but seemed richer than ordinary scholars; he had a pale, clean-shaven face, a slender build, and an astute gleam in his eyes.
He stood up, looked at Jiang Li, and chuckled, “Jiang Li has grown so tall, I can hardly recognize her.”