Chapter 601 Tanchun: What’s the big deal, will she also become a monk?
Rongguo Mansion
Just when Aunt Xue was thinking about what Xue Pan said, as the night came to the turn of Xuhai, the bustle in Huifang Garden of Ningguo Mansion also completely stopped. The maids and ladies from the east and west houses returned to the house where they lived one after another.
Mrs. Gaoming from various families who came to congratulate her also returned by carriage one after another.
In the courtyard where Yuanchun and Tanchun live, the night is as cool as water, the moonlight is quiet, and the orange lights are lit in the west wing, making it quiet and warm.
"Sister." Tanchun opened the curtain and entered the side room, bypassed a glazed screen with beautiful pictures of mountains and rivers, entered the inner room, and called softly.
I saw Yuan Chun sitting behind the desk under the window. She was a girl of twenty years old, with curved eyebrows and plump cheeks, and a quiet temperament. She was dressed in a goose-yellow palace dress and had a plump figure. At this moment, the lights were on, and she was looking attentively.
A volume of Buddhist scriptures copied word for word.
The so-called full play, these days in Rongguo Mansion in Yuanchun, Baoqin deliberately found various Buddhist scriptures, and often copied them in his spare time. So when Mrs. Wang came over, she saw her eldest daughter copying
Buddhist scriptures.
Of course, in addition to dealing with Mrs. Wang's "harassment", Yuanchun also really wanted to pray for Jia Heng who was away at war.
Seeing Tan Chun coming over, Yuan Chun put down the brush in his hand and covered up the Buddhist scriptures he was copying. His plump and white face showed a prosperous smile and asked: "Third sister, why aren't you asleep?"
After all, they are sisters. Although Yuanchun has been in the palace for many years, the look he looks at Tanchun still has the gentleness of an elder.
The bright eyes under Tanchun's curved eyebrows were crystal clear, reflecting the gentle and watery features, and said: "I can't sleep for a while, so come over and talk to my sister for a while."
After saying that, he came closer, picked up the book and showed off the paper in small regular script. He chuckled and said: "Sister's plum blossom in small regular script is really more beautiful and ancient."
Yuan Chun's eyebrows were curved, and he pursed his pink lips, a little embarrassed, and said softly: "I don't practice much at ordinary times, so I don't have the exquisite calligraphy skills of my sister."
Yuan Ying Tan Xi played chess, calligraphy and painting, but that doesn't mean Yuan Chun didn't know how to do calligraphy, it just didn't put as much effort into it as Tan Chun did.
As he spoke, he called Baoqin beside him and said, "Make two cups of Siamese tea."
Baoqin smiled and agreed, and after a while, he brought two cups of tea and said softly: "Third Miss, drink tea. This is the gift given by the palace for my meritorious service last time."
Tanchun thanked her, and Yingli saw a happy smile on her face. She raised her bright eyes and looked intently at her sister opposite, who was graceful and beautiful.
I don't know if it was her illusion, or if it was illuminated by the candlelight, but I felt that the gentle and soft charm of the eldest sister's eyebrows and eyes became more and more intense.
However, the eldest sister is like a mother, so I don't doubt that he is there.
"Eldest sister, why haven't you been to Princess Jinyang's house in the past few days?" Tan Chun asked with curiosity in her eyes under Yingli's beautiful eyebrows.
"The past few days at the Princess's Mansion were uneventful. I came back first. But this evening, the Princess' Mansion has just sent a nanny. She will have to go back tomorrow." Yuanchun took a cup of tea and took a sip.
Take a sip of green tea, and your plump pink lips will glow with a crystal glow.
Tanchun smiled and said: "When I met the little princess of Qinghe that day, I didn't expect that she was so knowledgeable and sensible, and I didn't know how graceful and graceful the eldest princess of Jinyang was."
"His Royal Highness Jinyang is gentle and amiable, and he has no airs. If my sister wants to see Fengyi, I will take you there to see him another day." Yuan Chun smiled softly and said softly.
Not only does he like his third sister's heroic spirit, she also likes her.
Tan Chun's eyes shone brightly and he smiled and said, "Big sister, I'm looking forward to it."
Ever since she met Princess Xianning and Princess Qinghe that day, she knew that there were really many strange women in this world.
The two sisters were chatting casually. Tanchun put down the tea cup and said, "I heard from my mother earlier, why did my eldest sister have the idea of escaping into Buddhism?"
Mrs. Wang felt helpless when facing her eldest daughter, so she told Tanchun that she wanted Tanchun to come over to persuade Yuanchun. Tanchun agreed, and he just said so much. This was his main purpose.
Yuan Chun's beautiful eyes were in a trance for a moment, she sighed quietly, and said softly: "Speaking of it, this is also a thought that has been lingering in my heart for a long time. I have stayed in the deep palace for many years, serving noble people, but I feel that life is meaningless.
Now that your brother Heng has been granted the title of earl, our family has regained its reputation, and my wish is over."
With Jia Heng taking charge of the capital camp, leading the army and military ministers, and now being promoted to the title of Yong Ning Bo, the Jia clan has regained its momentum. So Yuanchun, who once dedicated his youth to the Jia clan's wealth and honor, said these words, which is somewhat "exploratory"
"The world of mortals means becoming a monk and practicing Buddhism.
Tan Chun, with a complex look on his face, advised: "But eldest sister, there is no need to escape into Buddhism? There are so many beautiful things in this life."
"I've recently become interested in Buddhist scriptures and Zen philosophy. There's nothing else. I can't say I'll practice Buddhism in the future, so I can pray for my two elders and younger siblings." Yuanchun's plump, white face showed a calm smile.
The lights shone softly, giving it a somewhat holy feeling.
Well, she somehow became interested in Zen philosophy. When she was copying Buddhist scriptures, all she could think of was his figure and the scene of the two of them having an affair with each other when he was in the capital.
She missed him.
Tan Chun looked at the tranquility on Yuan Chun's face, sighed softly, and said: "After all, I have suffered a lot for my eldest sister. If Brother Heng had been born a few years earlier, maybe my eldest sister wouldn't have had to waste her youth and years in the palace. Now, now
…Maybe it’s not like this anymore.”
Yuanchun's face was dazed for a moment, and he murmured: "Misfortune lies where blessings depend, and blessing lies where misfortune lies. Maybe this is what my fate should have been. However, it's okay now. Watching you grow up, I wish you all the best."
That’s enough.”
If she had not entered the palace as a concubine and had to get married at the age of fifteen or sixteen, and would never have met him again or had that unforgettable experience with him, what would her life have been like even if she had gotten married?
The darkness?
Thinking of this, a faint blush appeared on the plump and bright cheeks, and under the willow leaves' thin eyebrows, the beautiful crystal eyes shone with a hint of shame.
In front of her sister, how could she think about everything she had with him over and over again?
Alas, I haven’t seen you for a long time, and I miss you so much.
Tan Chun didn't know the meaning of Yuan Chun's emotion. He looked at his sister with a pair of bright eyes, and asked softly: "Sister, don't worry about it. Brother Heng didn't say that he wanted to help my sister. My sister's marriage is on the agenda."
On him?"
When I said this sentence, I don't know why, but a strange feeling suddenly came into my heart.
There seemed to be nothing wrong with what she said. She seemed to be looking at her sister's peach blossom face and her charming appearance. She didn't look like she was going to become a monk?
Yuan Chun was silent for a moment and said softly: "Brother Heng is in Henan right now and is very busy. Let's talk about it when he comes back later and has some free time."
Tan Chun's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly and said: "But now my sister is saying that she has escaped into Buddhism and spreading the word will not be good for her reputation."
When Brother Heng comes back, she must tell him and let him think of something.
However, Yuanchun stopped Tanchun's words and smiled and said: "Okay, sister, don't worry about my affairs. The third sister gave birth to a baby in the first month of the month. He is not too young anymore. He should wait for three or four years."
It’s settled.”
When Tanchun heard this, his cheeks suddenly turned red with shame, and he said angrily: "Sister, why did you get around me while you were talking?"
She also has a second sister above her, but there is no way her turn will come first. Besides, she already has her heart set on this... What's the big deal, will she also become a monk?
Hmm, something seems wrong?
Yuan Chun's eyebrows were filled with smiles, and he said comfortingly: "It's not urgent, your brother Heng loves you. After a few years, your brother Heng will also take care of you."
Tanchun lowered his head, Yingmei's cheeks seemed a little shy, but she sighed softly in her heart.
Help her take care of it? She doesn't want to...
It's just that even Yuanchun and Tanchun didn't realize the word "ye" and managed it in their own houses?
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But on the other side, in Mrs. Wang's courtyard, the lights were on and people looked longingly.
Mrs. Wang was sitting on the Kang table with a gloomy expression on her face. She was squeezing the Buddhist beads in her hand, still thinking about the promotion of the East Palace.
At this moment, the nanny outside called out: "Madam, the master is back."
When Mrs. Wang heard this, her face was startled at first, and then she felt happy. She quickly got up, looked at Jia Zheng, who was drunk and had entered the house with the help of a servant, and called out: "Master, are you back?"
"
While talking, he quickly ordered his grandma to bring hot water.
The couple had been married for many years, and they had the same love and respect for each other. In addition to Mrs. Wang's old age and bad looks, the main reason was also her rigid personality. Therefore, Jia Zheng usually slept in the room of the more carefree Aunt Zhao, and was not very big at ordinary times.
Come and have a rest.
"Why did you drink so much wine today?" Mrs. Wang took the copper basin handed over by Jade Chain, twisted it with the towel, and turned around to ask.
Jia Zhengwai sat on the Grand Master's chair, with rosy cheeks and a cheerful mood. He stroked his beard with his hand and said with a smile: "I'm happy today. I drank a few drinks with some colleagues who came to congratulate me. It's a pity that Brother Heng is not here, otherwise
Can I have a few more glasses of wine?"
The news that Jia Heng had been granted the title of earl reached the capital, first to the generals in the capital camp, and then to Jia Zheng's former colleagues in the General Affairs Department and the Ministry of Works.
Now in Shenjing City, no one knows that the Jia family is already an important official in the Han Dynasty, and that Uncle Heng of Ningguo Mansion is even more powerful and popular.
"Fu Shi, does Madam know?" Jia Zheng asked as he took the towel.
Mrs. Wang was surprised and asked: "He is not the master's student, what's wrong?"
Jia Zhengdao: "Fu Shi asked me to look for Brother Heng last time and help him with an errand. Later, Brother Heng went to Henan. Seeing what he wanted, he also wanted to find an official position in Henan."
At this time, Mrs. Wang took the tea cup from Yu Chuan, handed it to Jia Zheng, forced a smile and said, "This shouldn't be difficult for the master, right?"
Jia Zheng took the teacup, drank a cup, suppressed his drunkenness, and said: "I need to write a letter to Ziyu, but this Fu Shi still... That's all, let's talk about it tomorrow."
After all, I felt it was inappropriate, so I suppressed the second half of what I said together with my rising drunkenness.
But just now he was in the study, and I don't know if it was because Fu Shi drank too much. He said that his sister was getting older and not yet married, and wanted to make Ziyu his concubine, so he asked him to gossip about Ziyu's intentions.
As Jia Heng was promoted to the title of Yongning Bo and became an important official in the court, Fu Shi could no longer sit still and decided to take a big gamble.
Mrs. Wang did not doubt that it existed, and asked: "Then I will just repair the book tomorrow. Brother Heng, he is entrusting a province with territory, so it is only a matter of words for him."
Jia Zheng nodded and asked: "Although it's just a sentence, let's see what Ziyu means. By the way, where is Baoyu?"
As he said this, he suddenly thought of Baoyu.
"Sir, didn't Baoyu go to school these days? He hasn't come back yet. Tomorrow is a holiday, so he should be able to come back." Mrs. Wang said quickly, and at the end, her tone was a bit complacent.
Who said that Baoyu of hers would only hang out in the back house? If he really wanted to study, he would be as good as anyone else. When he gets a Jinshi in the future, he won't be able to compare with the guy from Dongfu. He's not even a scholar.
Jia Zheng looked a little more serious and said: "Now that Brother Heng has been honored as an earl and an important minister of the court, the Ningguo lineage will follow the path of martial arts. I think about Rongguo, we can also get it.
The only way to make a fortune is to raise a family. I am usually busy with official duties, so you should be a good student and urge this Baoyu to study hard and not let him hang around in the house. The entrance exam is in three days."
Because he was in a pretty good mood, Jia Zheng's tone was actually much gentler than before.
Mrs. Wang nodded, followed Jia Zheng's instructions, hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Sir, Baoyu has just been studying for a short time, should he wait any longer? Didn't Zhuer only start studying when he was fourteen?"
Even though my Baoyu is extremely smart, she has just studied for a short time, so it is not good if she is forced too hard. If she cannot go to school this year, and the master punishes her in anger, it will be bad.
Jia Zheng pondered for a moment, and felt that his expectations might be too high, and said: "Then let's give it a try this year. If you can't get into school this year, then next year, or the year after, it won't be too late. You can always get in."
At this time, grandma brought a wooden basin filled with warm water.
Mrs. Wang sent her away. Seeing that Jia Zheng was rarely generous today, she felt a little relieved. A smile appeared on her lightly wrinkled eyebrows and said: "Master, I will give him instructions when Baoyu comes back."
Jia Zheng said "hmm", narrowed his eyes slightly, and with the help of the servant, he took off his official boots, removed his socks, and put them into the wooden basin. Suddenly, he sighed again: "Brother Heng, he is really amazing.
Now that I have been granted the title of earl, I will shine brightly on my family."
When I heard the news, even though I had some expectations, my heart was still agitated. Count, how many counts are there in the dynasty?
Even when Duke Dai Hua of Ning Mansion was there, he was only a first-class powerful general. This earl was hard-earned.
When Mrs. Wang heard Jia Zheng lamenting again, the smile on her face disappeared. She felt so bored for a moment that she had to change the topic and sighed softly: "Master, the eldest girl has been causing me a lot of worries recently."
Jia Zheng was surprised when he heard this and asked: "Big girl, what's wrong with her? Isn't she at the eldest princess's house now?"
Since Yuanchun left the palace, he didn't have much control because Ziyu was in charge.
Mrs. Wang sighed, with a gloomy look on her face, and said, "I'm not a big girl yet. I asked her about her marriage in the past few days, and she said she would never marry again in this life, and that she would become a monk and become a sister-in-law."
Jia Zheng frowned and was silent for a moment, then asked, "What did Ziyu say?"
Mrs. Wang: "..."
So, whose daughter is this?
"Brother Heng is in Henan now and I don't have time to take care of him. Master, I think I can't delay it any longer." Mrs. Wang said softly.
"Didn't Ziyu have an arrangement?" Jia Zheng frowned, and after a while, he sighed: "I can't help her after all. I'll just wait until Ziyu comes back to persuade her."
Mrs. Wang suppressed a burst of annoyance in her heart, and forced a smile and said: "The ladies who came to congratulate me today said that they have some good matchmakers. I want to hear what you think."
As long as the master agrees to the eldest girl's marriage, she no longer has to look at the face of Mr. Heng from the East Mansion.
Jia Zheng frowned and said: "Most of these people came to mention this matter because they saw Ziyu gaining power and wanted to cling to him. They need to be carefully screened. We can wait until Ziyu comes back to talk about this matter. If you don't know the person clearly, you will be confused with him."
Those who use power to get married will only bring trouble to the clan."
Mrs. Wang's expression changed, and she felt extremely irritable in her heart.
Ziyu, Ziyu, Ziyu every day.
But there had been a big dispute between her daughter and the Jiang family in Datong Mansion. She had promised that Uncle Heng would make the decision, and now she couldn't go back on her words rashly.
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The night is blurry and the moon shines like a prairie sky.
In front of the majestic gatehouse of Ning Guo Mansion, two lanterns with the words "Ning Guo Mansion" written on them were swaying with the spring breeze of late spring. They cast a circle of orange light, covering the two carriages and a large number of clothes with green and colorful clothes.
The grandma and the maid, with her emerald makeup, shine brightly in the reflection.
As Qin Keqing and Sister Feng, Li Wan, Second Sister You and Third Sister You were seeing each other off, Mrs. Gan, the head of the Zhen family, held Shui Xin's little hand, and Chu Princess Zhen Qing and Zhen Xue said goodbye to Qin Keqing, Sister Feng and others.
They boarded the beautifully decorated and luxurious carriages one after another, and headed back home accompanied by their grandmother and escorts.
The sound of the carriage turning, the sound of the hooves of the royal guards, and the heavy footsteps of the guards intertwined together, and they all sounded in the empty and spacious Ningrong Street. The night became more and more quiet, and a series of
The flags and flags were raised high, and under the lanterns raised by the palace maids, the red paint shone in circles.
Zhen Xue opened the curtains a little, and suddenly, the lanterns hanging in the street restaurants and teahouses on both sides of the window shined bright light through the bamboo curtains, and the light poured into the carriage carriage that was paved with soft mattresses and had a small table inside.
Two women with charming looks and elegant makeup sat side by side. Their fair-faced and jade-skinned women were cool and gentle, and for a moment they looked like two lotuses side by side.
"Sister." Zhen Xue narrowed her bright eyes, looked at Zhen Qing aside, and said softly: "Today, the Jia Mansion is really lively. There are many people from the imperial family of the military generals in the capital, as well as princes and grandsons, and even the Eighth Duke has been sent.
People."
Zhen Qing smiled and said: "Sister, Jia Heng has been granted the title of third-class earl this time. The trend has been achieved. He has now completely established a foothold in the capital camp. No matter what these founding heroes think, they must admit this.
, speaking of it, there are not many people from the founding lineage who are still granted the title of marquis, and he is considered worthy even among the nobles of the Han Dynasty."
Previously, she had helped the Qin family and had a few "arguments" with the Nan'an Princess, so she had a reason to get close to the Qin family again in the future.
Zhen Xue nodded and said: "Jia Ziyu's promotion to a higher rank this time is indeed different from the previous ones. This time he has merit that can be said. This time he has the credit for quelling the rebellion in a province. He has made great contributions to the country, let alone
He said there was such a storm before."
As a fan of "The Biography of Jia Heng", I naturally know some of Jia Heng's past deeds very well.
"Yes." There was emotion on Zhen Qing's beautiful face, and suddenly her phoenix eyes flashed, staring at Zhen Xue, and she said suddenly: "Sister, our Zhen and Jia families have been close relatives for decades.
, before we were married to the capital and were busy with the affairs of the palace. Although during the New Year and festivals, we followed the etiquette thoroughly and tried our best not to gossip with relatives, but after all, we had less contact. In the future, we still need to go to Jia's house frequently.
I saw that several girls from the Jia family really liked Xinxin. If my sister felt bored at home, she would often take Xinxin, Qin and several sisters from the Jia family to walk around, so that they could get closer together.
.”
She still has some status inconveniences, so Jia Ziyu may not want to see her in order to avoid suspicion.
But my sister is different. The Prince of Beijing and the Ning Rong Palace had always had a close relationship with each other. They exchanged information on court affairs. In the early days, it was because Jia Ziyu made his fortune as a concubine and did not deal with Jia She and Jia Zhen. Now the two palaces
By renewing the relationship, it would be cheaper for her to use her sister's help to visit Jia's house in the future.
"I've been moving around a lot these days." Zhen Xue said softly, looking at Zhen Qing with her beautiful eyes, and hesitated to say: "Sister, the Jia family is in charge of the capital camp and is from the palace. Sister
It can’t be too…”
She could see some of her sister's attempts to win over her, let alone important officials such as Jia Ziyu?
Zhen Qing said softly: "Don't worry, sister, it's okay to walk around normally. Besides, Jia Ziyu is not hypocritical to the prince, but that's just right."
Not only did he not speak politely to the prince, but he also kept a distance from the King of Wei.
She had always known that Jia Ziyu belonged to her father, but that didn't mean that she couldn't communicate secretly. What she wanted was to help the prince in critical moments, or even to be impartial and just watch with a cold eye.
Zhen Xue didn't want to give much advice and said softly: "As long as my sister knows what's going on."
"Sister, let me see, if he succeeds in pacifying the captives in the future, then the country will have a hereditary and irreplaceable prince." Zhen Qing said with a faint look.
"This..." When Zhen Xue heard this, Yu Rong paused and said softly: "The prince said when he was at home that the Tatars in the north are not easy to deal with. I'm afraid they are not the same as this bandit."
"So we will know when we fight the Tatars." Zhen Qing said softly: "If you can win against the Tatars, then you can conclude that Uncle Heng will be a sideline affairs official for the court in the next twenty years.
It is also appropriate to build good relationships with the generals you rely on highly."
At that time, even if the prince succeeded to the throne, he could not do without Jia Ziyu.
While the two sisters were talking, the carriage had already arrived in front of Prince Chu's Mansion. Zhen Qing stopped the carriage and said softly: "Sister, I'll get off first."
Zhen Xue nodded and followed Zhen Qing out of the carriage.
At this time, in another carriage, Mrs. Gan also came down, holding Shui Xin's little hand, and said with a smile: "Xue girl, how about Xinxin staying with me for one night?"
When the little Lolita Shui Xin heard this, she said aggrievedly: "Mom, mom."
Shui Xin, who had not seen Gan for a few times since childhood, seemed to be more attached to Zhen Xue, reaching out to call her.
Zhen Xueli smiled lightly and said, "Xinxin, stay with your grandma for two days."
"Mother……"
"Xinxin thought you didn't want her anymore, and she was almost crying now." Zhen Qing smiled and said softly.
"You played well with me just now. The child's face and the weather in June can change at any time." Mrs. Gan smiled, rubbed Shui Xin's bangs, and said softly: "I'm still with Xue'er.
Kiss."
Zhen Xue said and led Shui Xin away.
Mother Gan and Zhen Qing, mother and daughter, entered the brightly lit palace, surrounded by the maids and maids, and walked along the long brightly lit corridor to the backyard.
Zhen Qing asked a nanny who was welcoming her, "Is the prince asleep?"
Mammy smiled and said: "Go back to the princess, the prince is asleep now."
Zhen Qing nodded, and Mrs. Gan went to the courtyard where she lived and entered the wing.
Gan said softly: "The King of Chu hasn't come back yet?"
"He went to Weinan to supervise the construction of the imperial mausoleum. He came back in a hurry the day before yesterday and was busy running errands. The Gongling mausoleum collapsed earlier and the Xuan Palace had to be rebuilt. The construction period is tight." Zhen Qing said softly, holding her arm.
My mother's hand entered the inner room, and after waiting for the screen to retreat, she said some words of respect.
Mrs. Gan frowned and asked: "Girl Qing, over there at Chonghua Palace, how are your bones after you fainted last time?"
After she came to Beijing, she heard about Gongling, but she didn't have time to ask about it.
Zhen Qing shook her head and said: "The emperor has never been in good health, and time is not forgiving."
"Then I'll go and take a look tomorrow." Mrs. Gan nodded and then sighed and said, "The Emperor is someone who misses old friendships. The old lady fell down in the winter last year, and your father was also worried.
I don’t know what the palace is thinking. Although the old lady helped the Queen Mother a lot in the beginning, it’s hard to say how much affection will be remembered after people leave.”
Zhen Qing narrowed her slender eyebrows, her narrow, clear eyes showed some concern, and asked: "How is our ancestor's health now?"
Gan sighed and said: "I was ill last year. I saw a lot of imperial doctors and took a lot of supplements. Now I'm still lying in bed. I have a bad cough at night and can't breathe. The imperial doctor said it's because I'm old.
If you hang yourself, you can survive one more day."
When Zhen Qing heard this, her eyes flickered, and her jade-like face was filled with worry. She sighed softly and said, "My ancestors are getting older too."
The old lady is the towering tree of their Zhen family. Once she goes to the west, it will be difficult to say about the temperament of the father in the palace and the affairs at home.
Gan said: "Girl Qing, your father asked me to come over and said one thing. The business at sea has not been very good in the past two years. The Supreme Emperor has spent a lot of money in the palace. The internal supervisors sent to Jiangning Weaving Bureau have been sent one after another.
Bo, the money will be reduced by half this year."
The three major weaving bureaus are all under the jurisdiction of the Imperial Envoy Jinling Tirenyuan, and the tributes of silk and silk are not only sent to the palace, but can also be marketed overseas through maritime trade to generate revenue for the Ministry of Internal Affairs. This part of the industry basically belongs to the private domain of the Supreme Emperor.
Emperor Chongping didn't move much either.
Zhen Qing's jade face was faint, and she said softly: "Mom, now the prince needs money for all his movements. If Yangzhou doesn't support it, I'm afraid he won't be able to survive now. If you don't have half of it, everything won't be successful."
Managing the internal prisons in the palace, subsidizing officials, cultivating private power, and organizing scholars' cultural gatherings all required a huge amount of money. Apart from the King of Chu's own real estate and salary, much of the rest relied on gifts from the Zhen family.
Gan said softly: "Girl Qing, we won't be successful this year. It's not like you don't know about the high expenses at home. Besides, it's your father and your second uncle who help manage Nan Province.
Money is spent every year."
Zhen Qing was silent for a moment, a look of thoughtfulness appeared on her crystal jade face, and she said softly: "Mom, let me think of other ways, but after the prince comes back in a few days, I'm afraid my daughter will have to go to the south.
."
As the vassal of the Chen Han clan, the King of Chu was not allowed to leave the capital unless he had an order. Therefore, Zhen Qing could only entrust a few uncles and cousins to take care of the affairs of the southern province. Of course, Zhen Qing would regularly go to inquire about something in the name of visiting relatives.
Fan.
Mrs. Gan nodded and said softly: "It's time to go back and take a look. Your father and your grandmother are thinking about you very much. And your sister, if you have time, you can go back and take a look too."
Zhen Qing's eyes flashed and she didn't say anything else.
