Feng Feng made his position clear. His marriage can only be decided by himself, which is what the old marquis promised him back then. If you are dissatisfied, just ask the old marquis.
He also wrote to Xunwu and Zhenliu, who were in charge of Yunnan affairs, and reprimanded them.
Such errors and omissions occurred, and the news was not reported in time. This is dereliction of duty and will result in a fine of half a year's salary. If there are any incompetents below, all of them will be replaced.
He also asked Kan Er to personally send the letter he wrote to Huo Xi back to the capital.
Huo Xi read his letter and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Tell your young master that I trust him. Let him go about his business without distraction. I'll wait for him to come back."
Kan Er also breathed a sigh of relief. It was easy for him to do this non-stop.
"Girl, you'd better write a letter to me in person to reassure him. Otherwise, he'll worry about you day and night, and he's afraid he won't be able to handle the errand."
Huo Xi nodded, "Then I'll pick it up when you leave."
"Okay, then I will go back to the mansion. I also wrote a letter to my wife. I will rest at the mansion for a day and leave tomorrow morning."
Huo Xi nodded, took out the letter written by Mu Yan, read it carefully, and wrote a reply.
After writing the seal, I asked Ta Yue to send it to Kan Er.
Mrs. Cheng was relieved when she received Mu Yan's letter. If her son didn't bow his head, could others force him to have sex?
The eldest daughter of an English duke, everyone could see that this was a good match. Not only was her status worthy, but her character and abilities were outstanding. She dreamed of helping her son marry someone back home.
With his son's embarrassing status, the British father-in-law may not necessarily like him. How can such a good thing be extrapolated?
Is the madam’s plan to keep an eye on others?
This is the ancestral home of the Mu family in the capital, not the Mu Mansion in Yunnan. It is her who is receiving the gift in the palm of his hand. If Yu Wenying wants to go out and confirm the rumors, he has to ask her if she will agree.
Suddenly a servant came to report: "Madam, the Madam has taken Miss Yu out of the house."
Mrs. Cheng was stunned: "Leaving the mansion? Do you know where you went?"
"I heard that I'm going to Annenberg Mansion."
"Annan Bo's Mansion?"
Mrs. Cheng then remembered that Mrs. Annenberg seemed to have organized a summer garden party today.
Gritting her teeth angrily, she refused to let Yu Wenying leave the house, but the Madam condescended to take her out.
"Go and tell the stable, madam, I want to use the carriage."
"Oh, by the way, let's go to the British Duke's Mansion again and see if the second lady has gone to Annan's Mansion. If not, tell her that I invite her to go with her."
"yes."
In the flowery grounds of Annan's Mansion, every lady and every noble daughter, dressed in colorful clothes, walks among the flowers, as beautiful as a painting.
Yu Wenying has a beautiful appearance and a wealthy family. She dresses very luxuriously and attracts many people to look at her.
"Oh, I've never seen this girl before. Which noble family is she?"
Ladies and wives attend this banquet and that banquet. In addition to keeping in touch and making friends, most of them are looking for marriage partners for their children. Nowadays, among the dignitaries in the capital, which one does not have wives, concubines, and children?
To be a good mistress, you not only have to find in-laws for your children, but you also have to worry about the marriages of a bunch of concubine children.
Yu Wenying looked shy and replied in a gentle voice.
Ouch, this girl is so adorable.
Her surname is Yu? From which family? Seeing that she was closely following the wife of the Duke of Guizhou, the ladies, who were like spirits, immediately guessed her identity.
His eyes flickered, which brought the person out. So the rumors seemed to be true?
Oops, how could a woman from the far southwest get the upper hand for such a great talent? I couldn’t help but feel sad.
On the other side, Mrs. Cheng and Mr. Hou also arrived, and a lady who loved to watch the excitement asked her for confirmation, "Is your eldest young master something good is about to happen?"
"Something good is about to happen. He is on errands for the emperor now. He said he needs to train troops or something. I don't understand. I have been worried about his marriage for many years. It's not like you don't know. He just refuses to nod.
I don’t know what I’m looking for. I just say I want to make the decision myself.”
"Isn't there someone living in the house? I thought your eldest young master was about to have something good happen, so I've prepared all the money for his wedding." Someone close to him joked.
"Would I miss your wedding money? If something good is about to happen, I will personally come to your door and deliver the message to you, asking you to prepare your wedding money." Mrs. Cheng also smiled and replied.
Isn’t this what it is?
After all, this is the eldest young master’s biological mother.
This pair of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is really interesting. One of them seems to be acquiescing, taking the woman around and introducing her identity, but the other one is complaining to others that his son refuses to go on a blind date, which makes his old mother worried.
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It’s fun to watch.
Some people want to see the excitement, but some don't want to see it.
After the Imperial Academy, Mu Jie walked out next to Huo Nian. Seeing him following her to get into his carriage, Huo Nian glanced at him suspiciously, "Aren't you going back to your home?"
"I won't reply. I'm angry!" Mu Jie pouted in dissatisfaction.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Mu Jie didn't answer. He turned around and said to the servants who came to pick him up: "You guys go back to the mansion. I'll go find Sister Xi. I'll stay at the British mansion for the night."
The servant also knew that his young master had a good relationship with the British prince's brother and sister, so he agreed and drove back in an empty carriage.
"Are you really going to stay at my house tonight?"
"Then there is still time." Zhufeng helped him get into the carriage, "Thank you, Master Zhu."
The two of them sat down in the carriage, and the carriage slowly left.
"Why are you angry?" Huo Nian asked him.
"There is an inexplicable woman living in the house, and she wants to be my sister-in-law! Huh! I don't recognize it! My brother won't recognize it either!"
He knows that his brother likes to cherish his sister, and he also likes to cherish his sister. He doesn't want anyone else to be his sister-in-law.
"Ah?" Huo Nian frowned, what about his sister?
"It's better if we don't recognize it anyway!"
Huo Nian is more than two years older than Mu Jie. Coupled with the changes in these days, he already understands a lot. He knows that sometimes, even if it is a confirmed fact, there is a lot of helplessness. He frowned and never relaxed along the way.
"Hey, where is he going?"
"Who?" Huo Nian also followed Mu Jie's example, squeezing to the car window and looking out.
It's Zhang Jie's carriage. "He's going to the East Palace."
"He often goes to the East Palace?"
"His sister is in the East Palace."
Mu Jie's eyes flashed, "Then let's go to the East Palace too."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Why are we going to the East Palace?" Huo Nian looked confused.
"Let's go find my great-grandson's cousin! Don't you want to learn painting? My great-grandson's cousin can draw very well! There are special masters who teach him to learn painting. They are all powerful calligraphy and painting masters. Don't you want to learn to paint well?
, draw your mother?"
Huo Nian was a little moved.
When Zhang Fu came back from his ancestral grave that day, he thought that Huo Nian had never seen his mother, so he showed him Li's portrait. Huo Nian wanted to draw a portrait of his mother.
"Then let's go too. But will Taisun teach me?"
Taisun liked his cousin Mu Jie very much.
The great-grandson has more than a dozen younger siblings, including three younger siblings who are the same as his mother, but they are all very rigid and boring.
How can Mu Jie be so vivid and innocent?
Welcome them. "You want to learn painting?"
The grandson was very impressed by the prince, the British Duke, and liked his troubled experiences and the travel notes he wrote.
"I've read your travel notes, and your drawings are pretty good."
Huo Nian was a little embarrassed: "My sister said that my paintings are still very immature and not expressive enough. They are just flesh and no soul. Can my grandson give me some advice?"
"Okay." Pointing to a courtyard not far away, "You first draw that pavilion and a still life, and I'll take a look."
"Well, thank you, Your Highness."
Mu Jie also asked for a piece of drawing paper and started drawing on the side. Taisun gave some pointers from time to time, and the two of them drew more and more seriously.
It wasn't until the afterglow faded that the two of them left the East Palace and returned to the British government together.
"Sister, my grandson said that I can give the paintings to him in the future, and he will help evaluate them, and he can also ask his master for advice!"
Huo Nian's face was full of joy. When he learned how to draw well, he would be able to draw his mother.
When the time comes, I will also draw pictures for my adoptive father and mother-in-law, including my sister and him, and create a family portrait.
"Okay, then you have to study hard."
"Um!"
"Sister Xi, I will also study hard. I also want to draw my mother!"
"Okay, you can also draw your mother. Your mother will be very happy."
"Yeah. Then I will burn it and show it to my mother and tell her it was painted by me."
After Mu Jie finished speaking, he beckoned Huo Xi to lower his head and whispered to her: "Sister Xi, I like you the most. I want you to be my sister-in-law. I don't recognize the one in the house!"
Huo Xi's face burned, and she touched his head, "Sister Xi also likes Jie'er the most."
Mu Jie raised her face happily. She had a dinner in her sister's courtyard, and then went to her brother's place to sleep all night.
Zhang Biyao on the other side did not expect that Huo Nian would come to the East Palace every now and then. Taisun seemed to like him quite a lot, and even asked his gentlemen to give instructions on Huo Nian's homework and teach him painting.
She looked at her younger brother who came to stay with her almost every day, and felt a little worried. How could her status be compared to that of her great-grandson?
The mother is gone and the father is not in the house, so the younger brother is now more and more clinging to her. But as he grows up, if he often comes to the East Palace to see her, he will feel guilty for gossiping.
His roots are still in the Duke's Mansion. People who are far away from the Mansion will one day be isolated by the Mansion.
"Jie'er, listen to my sister, you can't come to my sister's place often anymore."
"Why? Doesn't my sister want me anymore?" Without his mother in the house, Zhang Jie didn't want to go back even more.
"This is the East Palace. My sister has already gone out. If you come here often, people will gossip. You should get along well with your brothers and sisters at home, the second and third bedrooms."
"No, I don't want to, I don't want to get along with them! None of them say a word to my mother, I hate them!"
"Jie'er, you can't think like that..." Zhang Biyao tried to reason with him.
"I won't listen, I won't listen! My mother said you are the person closest to me and asked me to listen to you, but now you don't want me!" Zhang Jie complained, and finally ran away crying.
His mother is gone, and the people in the house are all bad people. He doesn't want to go back. His sister won't let him come to her, so where else can he go?
Let the carriage go to my grandfather's house. When I got to the door, I remembered that my grandfather's house was sold and my grandfather's family also moved to Zhuangzi.
Zhang Jie was dumbfounded, not knowing where to go. He wandered outside until dark, then returned home hungry.
When he returned to his house, it was already past the meal time. If he wanted the kitchen to cook the food he wanted to eat, he would have to pay extra money. Zhang Jie was very angry. He had to pay money when he ate at his own home?
If you don’t pay, you won’t pay!
Thinking of all the grievances, I squatted in a corner of the garden and cried.