novelaction Chapter 308 What is the meaning of etiquette
Chapter 308 What is the meaning of etiquette
Chapter 308: What is the Meaning of Etiquette?
Chapter 308
Seeing her expression constantly changing, a hint of resentment tinged with grievance, the Loyal and Brave Marquis sighed helplessly. Seeing her expression, even if she didn't say it, he knew in his heart that when his wife gave these things to Luo Shuiyao, she must have had other intentions. However, the affairs of the inner chambers had always been managed by the Marquis' wife. As a man, it was not convenient for him to interfere too much in these trivial matters of the inner chambers.
His wife did have some obvious character flaws. However, she was the one he had personally chosen to spend his life with. Regardless of her shortcomings, the couple shared a common destiny, rising and falling together. Therefore, he would never easily offend her or embarrass her for other reasons.
But this didn't affect his appreciation for Luo Shuiyao's response. This girl usually seemed easygoing and pleasant, but she actually had a strong temper and strong opinions. It seemed like she was a perfect match for his son. Now that his son had established his own residence, as the future mistress of the household, she couldn't be a weakling. In his eyes, Luo Shuiyao's temperament was just right.
The Marquis' wife appeared to be sulking alone, but in reality, her gaze would occasionally stole over to her husband's face, secretly gazing at his expression. Seeing that he showed no trace of anger, but rather a faint admiration between his brows, the Marquis's frustration grew even more intense.
The Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery paid no attention to his wife's changing mood. He simply turned his gaze away from the returned items and walked towards a nearby table. On the table sat an exquisitely crafted gift box, beautifully decorated with patterns. Its value was evident at first glance. Inside this box was the gift that Nanny Sang had mentioned earlier, the one Luo Shuiyao had given them.
A surge of curiosity suddenly surged in the heart of the Loyal and Brave Marquis, who wondered what rare and precious things were in the box. As he thought about this, he reached out and gently opened the lid.
Although the loyal and brave marquis was extremely curious about the contents of the gift box, when he thought of the girl's vengeful nature, he secretly wondered if there were some small things inside to scare people. However, when he opened the gift box, the scene before him was completely contrary to his expectations.
Inside the gift box, a soft red velvet satin lined the bottom, and atop it sat a mirror adorned with gold and silver thread reliefs. The handle was about three inches long, and the mirror itself was barely half the size of his palm. Yet, up close, the reflection was crystal clear. Looking at the back of the mirror, the pattern was incredibly delicate. Upon closer inspection, he saw a statue of the benevolent Guanyin, with two neatly engraved passages from the Heart Sutra beside it. "The body is a bodhi tree, the mind a mirror. Wipe it diligently, and do not allow it to collect dust."
The Loyal and Brave Marquis silently recited these two verses of the Heart Sutra, unable to help but laugh. He thought to himself, this girl is truly vindictive, yet also adorable. On the surface, these verses urge one to maintain inner clarity, unmoved by worldly disturbances, and to perceive the world with a pure heart.
Yet, when these words are combined with Luo Shuiyao's returned gift and recent events, they are filled with irony. His wife lacks the very state of mind advocated by the scriptures.
But that wasn't a big deal. My wife only knew a few words and could understand the account books. If no one explained it to her, she wouldn't understand the deeper meaning. The servants around her either didn't understand the ins and outs of it, or even if they did, they didn't dare to comment, so there wasn't any trouble.
As a man, he was quite surprised when he saw this mirror engraved with the Heart Sutra and the image of Guanyin, but he was not overwhelmed by it. He just took the mirror in his hand for a moment, examined it carefully, and then gently put it back to its place, then cast his eyes on another object beside him.
It was a porcelain vase, barely larger than a donkey's thumb. The porcelain was delicate and smooth, with no other patterns on the surface, giving it a simple and unadorned look. He picked up the vase with interest, only to discover a slip of paper beneath it. He picked it up and saw three neatly written characters on it: "Golden Healing Medicine."
The Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery was instantly intrigued. He had seen many golden wound medicines, but this girl was truly unique, offering a prescription. Having spent years in the military, he had seen countless wounds and possessed a deep understanding of golden wound medicines. However, as he carefully read the prescription, word for word, and saw the effects listed below, he couldn't help but express surprise.
What kind of magic medicine is this that can really have such miraculous effects?
He pondered inwardly, and could not help but become interested. He casually picked up a hairpin from the box beside him and slashed it across his palm. The hairpin was not sharp, but he applied great force, and a deep cut suddenly appeared on his hand.
The Marquis's wife had been watching him the whole time. Seeing him suddenly like this, she had no time to stop him. When she looked closely, she saw blood pouring from his palm. She was so surprised that she didn't know what to do. She hurried forward to bandage him, but the Loyal and Brave Marquis held out his hand to stop her, "Don't worry, I have medicine here."
As he spoke, he pulled the cork from the bottle and carefully sprinkled the medicine on the wound. He carefully observed the wound on his hand. Within three breaths of applying the medicine, the bleeding gradually subsided, and within seven breaths at most, the bleeding stopped.
"This medicine is so potent!" Marquis Zhongyong couldn't help but exclaim, his eyes filled with shock and delight. As a military officer, he knew better than anyone how precious this medicine was. Countless soldiers had lost their lives on the battlefield due to excessive blood loss. If this medicine could be mass-produced, how many lives would be saved? He couldn't help but clench the bottle of remaining powder in his hand, unable to let go of this treasure.
The Marquis's wife was also stunned, and it took her a long time to come back to her senses. Although she didn't quite understand the significance of this medicine in military terms, she knew that such a miraculous medicine was invaluable to the soldiers. Seeing her husband's usually cold and resolute face now filled with an expression of great joy, she couldn't help but feel happy for him.
After a long while, the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery finally calmed down. He carefully placed the medicine bottle and prescription in his arms, as if they were treasures. Then he turned to the Marquis' wife and said, "I'm going to the army first. I'll leave you to take care of the family." He started to leave, but after taking two steps, he suddenly seemed to remember something important and stopped.