The Nalan family where Nalan Mingcheng lives is an almost declining branch of the Nalan clan.
Therefore, he has always placed his hopes for the prosperity of the Nalan family on the five children born from different wives and concubines.
Unfortunately, the two sons were useless.
The eldest son holds the Four Books and Five Classics in his hands all day long, and wants to be a civil servant, but he fails every year and is disappointed every year.
His youngest son, who was very popular with him, originally wanted to ask the prince to give him a casual position in the Ministry of Etiquette four years ago. Unexpectedly, his third daughter secretly took the path of Yi Fei and asked the Holy Emperor to point her to the Nalan family.
She was not optimistic about the marriage, so she chose to be the successor of Fujin to a military general with a high-level background in the Three Banners. She also messed up her younger son's good job, making him and Fujin so angry that they would not stop scolding her until she got married.
The dowry and other things are also of the lowest standard.
Thinking of the water thrown by their married daughter, they simply expelled the daughter who disobeyed them from Nalanmen Court. Of course, they never declined the filial tonic and silver that came every year. Anyway, that rude and illiterate man
Military generals are given many rewards by the emperor's grace, but they are free of charge.
Unexpectedly, now, they have to beg others for help.
Not to mention that the cousin Ningjing needs the military commander's son-in-law as a matchmaker, if the eldest son wins the exam after this spring, he will also need to ask for connections in various places, hoping to find a good job with leisure and money.
As for the younger son, since he was promoted to the position of bodyguard three years ago, he has been sitting at home all day for the past two years, eating and drinking for free and gnawing at his salary. Not long ago, it was said that he owed a large gambling debt, and he was very worried.
His hair was covered with white hair. Fujin and his aunts only cried and cursed all day long, not knowing what to do.
After much thought, he decided to find his third daughter. Although the family did not give her any extra time when she got married, it was the Nalan family who gave birth to her and raised her. Now that her mother's family is in trouble, she, as a daughter, is the natural choice.
She can't escape. She can't be allowed to escape either.
Nalan Mingcheng sat gloomily in the front hall, waiting for his servants to go to Ulanala Mansion to pick up his third daughter Minrong for discussion.
Nalan Mingcheng, who came to Nalan's house early in the morning to wait for news, sat down quietly. Seeing that Nalan Mingcheng's face was not good, he drank a few cups of tea in silence and couldn't help but said: "Second uncle, I'm afraid Minrong is not sure.
She will come. A few years ago, she was ignored by that warrior for three years. Didn't you and your aunt seek justice for her? Now that she is back in charge of the back house, she does not lack the help of her mother-in-law. I think
Yeah, I'm afraid it's hard to get her to help." Ningjing muttered a lot. When she went out for tea with her years ago, she could tell that Minrong might not be able to help her. Also, she and I
She didn't have deep feelings since she was a child. Most of the time, she took advantage of Minrong's bad-hearted personality. Unexpectedly, after getting married and having children, Minrong's temperament became much tougher. Xu was deeply hurt by her mother's family.
Heartbroken.
"What do you know!" Nalan Mingcheng shouted, "How did our family feel sorry for her? Before we got married, did we miss her food or drink? Although the dowry is small, it is not lost.
Isn't that the standard? Stop talking nonsense. If she dares to come, if she dares to come, I...I will..."
"Second uncle, don't be angry. I'm a straightforward person, and what I say is all the truth. To be honest, I had no choice but to ask you for help. If Minrong really doesn't want to help, then it doesn't matter. Those
The money I use for doing business should be my filial piety to my second uncle." Ningjing saw that Nalan Mingcheng was angry, so she comforted him sarcastically.
Min Rong, who was about to step into the hall, paused, and a wry smile escaped from the corner of his mouth. Unexpectedly, cousin Ningjing had already given Ama some money. No wonder Ama would be so active in asking him to help her cousin. Also,
With Amma's unfeeling temperament, how could he be willing to help in vain if he couldn't get any benefit? And what he got was himself, the concubine he disliked the most.
"There is no need to be filial. Anyway, I will definitely support you in this matter, second uncle. If the third girl refuses to agree, I will sever the father-daughter relationship with her!" Nalan Mingcheng gritted his teeth for fear of losing face.
Say harsh words.
"Second uncle!" Ningjing heard this and was about to say something when she spotted a pale Minrong outside the hall. She was so shocked that the tea cup in her hand almost rolled to the ground, "Minrong!"
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Minrong pursed her lips tightly and sat on the chair without saying a word. She put her hands on her lower abdomen and kept stroking it.
Jin Xi stood beside her worriedly, looking down at her from time to time, fearing that she would be hurt by what she just heard.
"Um, Rong'er, Ama didn't mean it either. It's just... cough..." Nalan Mingcheng rubbed his hands and explained fawningly: "Your cousin is indeed in trouble so she came to ask you. Besides,
Well, you don’t want that little girl Chun’an to have a bad marriage, right? So…ahem…”
"Amma, I also hope that Chun'an can marry a good family, but I don't have the final say about the draft. It's not like Amma doesn't know about Fei Yanggu's temper. He is a military commander. What he dislikes the most is these excuses.
Otherwise, he would have sent Qi Ke and Qichen to the Imperial Academy long ago. Why would he have to hang out in Zongxue for so many years?" This time, if the only master of Zongxue had not been sent back to the countryside by the old diehards of the clan, they were afraid of delaying the brothers.
Regarding the future of the two of them, she tried to persuade him to let go of the relationship and send the brothers to the Imperial Academy, but he would not take the initiative to do so.
"Then how can it be the same? Marriage is a lifelong event for Chun'an. Children can study anywhere..." Nalan Mingcheng smiled and said haha.
Minrong almost burst into anger. Who is Chun'an? Her distant cousin's daughter's surname is Fucha. What does it have to do with the Ulanala family? It requires the master to spend a lot of energy on connections and not care about his biological son.
How about taking care of someone else's daughter?
Minrong sneered and said lightly: "I don't know how much prestige our master has in the officialdom, but I heard that Mr. Fucha is also very respectable. He invited a large group of colleagues to Nixiao Pavilion to have fun a while ago.
,Don’t you know, cousin?”
Ningjing took a breath, and her face turned red and white. This matter had already reached her ears yesterday. But she didn't expect that even Minrong, who had always lived in seclusion, heard about it. She couldn't help but shook her handkerchief in shame and anger,
"He is just entertaining a few colleagues who have just arrived in Beijing...Besides, regarding Chun'an's affairs, he is not as capable as his cousin-in-law, a dignified second-grade general. If he really wants to help, it's just a matter of words."
"Yes, Rong'er, you happen to be pregnant with your second child now. No matter how unhappy your son-in-law is, he will still listen to you, right?" Nalan Mingcheng also nodded in agreement.
"Amma, cousin, I am here today just to explain to you clearly that I will talk to the master about the Chun'an talent show. However, if he helps, he will help. Don't expect that the result will be as you wish. After all, this is
There are so many pairs of eyes staring at the draft, and there are also people who are a few heads above us weighing down..." When Minrong said this, she couldn't help but sigh, and in a soft voice she slowly persuaded: "Actually, I am.
I hope Chun An loses the election so that she can choose a good family who can treat her exclusively..."
"Minrong! What are you talking about?! Is it possible that our Chun'an can only be worthy of an ordinary family in your eyes? Lost the election? Humph! I must have asked the wrong person. If our Chun'an is favored by a saint one day,
Or you became the clan's Fujin, don't say it's all your fault!" Upon hearing Minrong's persuasion, Ningjing stood up angrily, yelled at the top of her lungs, and then turned to Nalan Mingcheng and said
: "Yes! Second uncle, I don't want to lose face here. Some people may seem easy to talk to on the surface, but in fact they are very vicious in their hearts. Those management fees are my niece's filial piety to you. I'm leaving and I won't give it away!"
After saying that, Ningjing didn't even look at Minrong, and walked out of the hall with an angry face, shaking her handkerchief.
"What are you..." Upon seeing this, Nalan Mingcheng was about to attack Minrong. He remembered that the matter with his youngest son had not yet been resolved, and his face softened angrily, "I said Rong'er, your cousin is here to beg you.
Why should we be so decisive this time? If we offend her, it may not be good for our family!"
Ha... Just begging her just once? Just kidding! She has not forgotten the big and small things that Ning Jing took advantage of before she got married. She doesn't care about those, but the draft has a lot of implications. If you are not careful, it will be easy.
Being caught by the superiors has harmed the master. Furthermore, there is such a suitable age Dogege in the royal family to participate in this draft. Instead of trying to find a good place by trying to find a good place, it is better to think about losing and hope for a good marriage!
It's a pity that Ningjing didn't listen to her suggestion, and said that she deliberately ridiculed Chun'an. Alas, even if she didn't want to ask the master to go to the Holy Lord to find accommodation, it doesn't mean that she had bad intentions and didn't want Chun'an to be well. If she is the candidate this time
It's Xi'er. If she wasn't sure, she would definitely seek to lose the election.
No matter how glorious the royal family is, it cannot do without the sorrow of living in a deep house with three wives and four concubines. Instead of marrying into a noble family and being as deep as the sea, it is better to have a husband and a wife who share the same love.
"Amma, my daughter is telling the truth. You are the one who watched the girls come through the draft every three years. Whether they enter the palace or become concubines in the clan, in the end, how many of them are truly happy?" Min
Rong asked as if talking to himself.
"Happiness? Women are born to be fathers, husbands, and sons, so how can they get their own happiness?" Nalan Mingcheng twitched his lips disapprovingly, "You are the only one who dares to go against the wishes of your biological parents and choose a husband for yourself.
Son-in-law, hum! You are lucky now that your husband treats you well, so why would you dare to talk such nonsense about a woman’s happiness or unhappiness!”
"Isn't it? If I had followed Amma and Fujin's wishes and married into Prince He's Mansion, wouldn't Amma have thought of what would happen now?" Minrong looked calmly at her biological father, who was in his early fifties. Then
Prince He and Prince are ten years older than him and are now terminally ill. Chengjue's eldest son drove all of Prince He and his concubines to a farm in the suburbs two years ago. Now, it's up to the fate of those women...
"Okay, after all, you have rejected Ningjing's request, why are you bringing this up?" Nalan Mingcheng naturally knew what happened in the Prince's Mansion in the past two years, so he pretended to cough and changed the subject.
Turning to the matter of the younger son: "Your brother is short of money these days..."
"Daughter, I heard about it." Minrong laughed at herself and took out a banknote with a face value of five hundred taels from her sleeve pocket, "Amma, these are my last subsidies. You also know that I have no property.
Apart from monthly money, there is no other source. These are the personal money that my master gave me to buy jewelry and clothes when I first got married. I was not willing to spend it. I wanted to use it to add makeup to Xi'er. Now, since I am my younger brother
If you have something to do, just take it and use it first." She didn't hide anything. She didn't feel the need to hide anything. She only had so much left. If her mother really cared about her, she wouldn't have accepted them all and gave them to her anyway.
Keep some for self-defense.
However, Nalan Mingcheng took them all into his arms and left in a hurry without saying a word, which was within her expectation but also beyond her expectations.
You should have recognized it a long time ago, right? She couldn't help but laugh secretly.
Jinxi held her increasingly cold hands tightly, giving her strength and warmth, "Eniang?"
"Mother, everything is fine." Minrong smiled back, "That's good, it's a relief, isn't it?" She had long since given up on the family affection that could be measured in silver.