The Lin family was the house where Lin Ruhai was planning to resign and bought it to live in.
It's just a house with two entrances from the front and back. It's not big, but it can accommodate thirty or forty people without any problem.
"The Marquis is back!"
Jia Lian stepped into the gate and saw that although the servants and servants were coming and going, the house was still in order, so he nodded to Zhao Sheng and others who had arranged all this.
The Lin family has a lot of wealth, and Jia Lian doesn't want to take it back to Rongguo Mansion. From now on, there will be a mixed bag of good and bad, with no distinction between ownership.
Therefore, it was the best choice to manage it here alone. It happened that he also wanted to eliminate Daiyu's feeling of being dependent on others to a certain extent, so it was necessary to retain this place as Daiyu's home in the capital.
In the future, this place can also be regarded as Daiyu's natal home and she can get married from here.
As for whether Jia Mu and others would have any objections, Jia Lian didn't care at all at this time. Originally, Lin Ruhai's will was to use half of the Lin family's property as Daiyu's dowry, and half as the inheritance of his future grandson's family assets.
The dowry is Daiyu's private property. The other half is only temporarily managed by him, but actually belongs to the Lin family.
Therefore, regardless of whether it was public or private, Jia Lian had no reason to put this wealth in the Rongguo Mansion and let others take advantage of it.
After all, the Rongguo Mansion at this time does not completely belong to him, so it is better to separate the accounts to avoid trouble.
One day in the future, after the old lady passes away, there will be no need to consider these issues. But this will have to wait. Jia Lian knows that old lady Jia has a long life.
"Master Hou."
Looking at the two brothers who came forward with humble expressions, Jia Lian asked, "Where is your mother?"
"Mother is inside, serving the young master..."
Because Lin Youquan stayed in Suzhou to take care of the remaining fixed assets of the Lin family, he asked his wife and son to follow Jia Lian back to Beijing first.
Lin Youquan was a domestic servant of the Lin family, and naturally his mother-in-law and son were also servants of the Lin family.
Although he was not familiar with Lin Youquan's sons, because Lin Youquan's family used to live in his old house in Suzhou. But Jia Lian was willing to give Lin Youquan a face and let his sons temporarily manage the affairs here.
If they are as loyal as his father, that would be good. If there is a lack of character, or things are not safe enough, let's talk about replacement.
So he nodded, gave a few instructions, and entered the inner courtyard.
Under Jia Lian's encouragement, Daiyu also began to learn how to do things. Therefore, after entering the city, she was not in a hurry to return to Rongguo Mansion. Instead, she came here to settle down her own small home and help Jia Lian take care of it.
about things outside.
At this time, things in her yard have already been arranged, and she can go back to Rongguo Mansion with Jia Lian only when Jia Lian comes back.
Jia Lian also knew that some people in the family must have been waiting impatiently, so he did not waste time and left a few soldiers to guard the gate. He took Daiyu and the things that needed to be brought back to Rongguo Mansion and headed to Ningrong Street.
coming.
In the east courtyard, in front of the black oil gate, Wang Xifeng, who had received the news, had already dropped what she was doing and led several maids and servants, waiting here eagerly!
In fact, according to the etiquette of a large family, she should have been greeted in her own courtyard or at the second door. But Wang Xifeng was not a stickler for rules. When she was concerned, she would ignore those conventions.
Anyway, with their current status, even if they did something outrageous, no one would dare to accuse them.
Even Jia Mu was becoming more tolerant towards her day by day, and Wang Xifeng could feel this.
What else is she afraid of?
After a long while, I finally saw a large group of people approaching from the east end of the street.
When the team got a little closer, she glanced at it, and sure enough, on top of the familiar tall white horse, she saw the heartless man she had talked about countless times in the past few months.
He was still so handsome and elegant, and surrounded by many equally powerful personal guards, he looked so heroic and high-spirited.
Seeing this, Wang Xifeng's eyes felt a little wet, and she was worried about Hou.
My wife's demeanor did not change, she just watched Jia Lian approach quietly.
Finally, the big white horse stopped in front of the main entrance, and the man jumped down.
Wang Xifeng could no longer maintain her composure. She stepped forward and looked at Jia Lian lovingly.
Jia Lian also looked at her, and then glanced at Ping'er and Qingwen beside her in turn, with a smile on his face.
Only by seeing these people can Jia Lian truly feel that this is his home.
A lovely wife, a beautiful concubine, indescribable beauty and romance.
Suddenly, he heard the sound of the carriage curtain rustling behind him, and it was Daiyu who came out. Jia Lian smiled at Wang Xifeng and the others, then turned around and walked over, leading Daiyu out of the carriage.
Wang Xifeng was filled with joy when she saw Jia Lian. When she suddenly saw this, her heart was filled with unspeakable sourness, but her expression did not express it at all. She even took the lead to take Daiyu's hands when Jia Lian approached them.
He smiled and said, "Sister Lin has been working hard all the way, but it's hard work. Let me see...why have you lost weight again? Is it because your second brother Lian didn't take good care of you?"
Daiyu smiled shyly and did not answer directly. She just gave Wang Xifeng a big gift and said, "I have met Sister Feng."
"Hahaha, no need to be so polite..."
Wang Xifeng's consistent style was to be graceful and generous. After dealing with Daiyu in a few words, she finally turned her gaze to Jia Lian, and her eyes turned, revealing the endless words in her heart.
Jia Lian raised his eyebrows and didn't bother to wink at her. He said with a smile, "It's been a lot of hard work for you these days when I'm not at home."
"Yo yo yo, I don't dare say it's hard work. I just take care of the housework at home. When I have nothing to do, I go to the old ladies and chat with them. It's very lively. How can it be compared to our Lord Marquis, who is so popular outside?
Food, accommodation and dew, hard work..."
At this point, Wang Xifeng stopped suddenly. But those who know her well know that whenever she speaks in such a tone, she never means to say something nice.
Jia Lian had no intention of quarreling with her. It was simply because she knew about Shen Pan'er and other women, and there was a strange atmosphere here.
Finally, this bitch now knew how to protect his face in front of everyone and did not say anything to his face. Two or three years ago, who would have believed that this bitch would dare to attack him in public!
So she turned around and looked at Daiyu, who was standing beside her with a frown and eating melon, and said: "Sister Lin has been away from Beijing for a few months. I think the old lady is also thinking about her very much. My sister will go back to the old lady first."
Well, I’ll go there in a while.”
Wang Xifeng didn't mean to get entangled. When she saw this, she immediately set her sights on Daiyu, slapped her forehead and said with a smile: "Look at me, I was so happy to see my sister that I forgot about it. The old lady has been talking about you for a long time.
It seems, Ping'er, why don't you send the girl to the old lady?
By the way, these things all belong to Miss Lin, right? What are you guys doing standing around here, why don't you come over and help move them into Miss Lin's house!"
While talking, she saw Zicuckoo greeting a few boys and carrying some boxes, cages and packages from the carriage at the back. She greeted the servants next to her and helped to carry them.
Take it, and tell everyone to handle it with care and don't break it.
Such an action undoubtedly made Daiyu feel a little grateful, but also a little worried.
Jia Lian had an indifferent attitude. Wang Xifeng liked to do these things anyway. He gave Daiyu a reassuring look and began to arrange his own affairs.
So, when Wang Xifeng sent Daiyu away and went back to find Jia Lian in the courtyard of Dongkuoyuan, she saw goods piled all over the floor, and many boxes were sealed and locked. She couldn't help but cautiously approached Jia Lian and asked
"What's in these locked boxes?"
As early as when Jia Lian was still a saint in the palace, Zhaoer and others carried back the things and goods that Jia Lian brought to the family.
She had checked it out herself. There were quite a lot of those things, so why do you have these? It seemed like they must be more valuable!
"you guess."
Seeing that Jia Lian was still showing off to her, Wang Xifeng laughed and said, "What's there to hide?"
They are just some weird toys. Are they prepared for my uncle's house?"
Wang Xifeng knew that besides Jia's mother, the one whom Jia Lian respected the most was his grandfather.
Jia Lian smiled and said nothing, and ordered the young men and housekeeper Liu who were already on standby: "Carry these boxes with copper locks to my courtyard, and store all other things in the warehouse here for the time being.
.”
After making a simple arrangement, Jia Lian took the hand of Wang Xifeng, whose curiosity was unsatisfied and was very unhappy, and prepared to go inside.
"What are you doing? There are so many people watching."
After all, Wang Xifeng was still too young-skinned. After a moment of confusion, she immediately took her hand out of Jia Lian's hand and glanced around, her face turning red.
Although the maids and servants around saw it, they wanted to laugh but did not dare, so they all held it back and did not dare to look directly.
Among them was Qingwen Xiaonizi, who left her little sisters behind to greet Jia Lian. She curled her lips at this time and thought Wang Xifeng was so stupid. If she were the second mistress and the second master held her hand at this time, she would definitely not refuse.
And she also waved her hands to let everyone take a good look. Her status in the eyes of the second master is not comparable to that of other foxy girls like you!
It can be seen that the second mistress still does not know how to dote on her. But this is the best.
No matter what she was thinking in her heart, Qingwen was still very well-behaved on her face. She knew that she had no place to speak at this time and had to go back to her yard to find an opportunity to get close to the second master.
Regarding Wang Xifeng's lack of cooperation, Jia Lian did not force him, he smiled and led the concubines to Sister Feng's nursery.
Nothing at home has changed much, except that there are a lot of unopened goods on the corridor and in the corners of the house. He must have asked Zhaoer and others to send them home first, and Sister Feng counted them before they had time to send them to other places.
.
After returning to the room and sitting down, Wang Xifeng was no longer shy at this time. He took the tea brought by Qingwen and fed Jia Lian a sip. Then he pulled up a stool and sat next to Jia Lian, staring at him helplessly.
.
Seeing Jia Lian closing his eyes and taking a nap, as if he was resting his mind, he didn't want to disturb him with bad words, so he just said quietly: "In the past few months since you have been gone, my little eldest sister has become more articulate and can call you mother."
"
When Jia Lian heard this, his heart moved. In total, the little girl was almost two years old, but as a father, he spent very little time with her.
Jia Lian didn't want his daughter not to kiss him, so he said, "Take her over and let me take a look."
Sister Feng then smiled, tilted her head and told the Qingwen light bulb next to her to go to the east wing and ask the wet nurse to bring her daughter over.
As soon as Qingwen left, Sister Feng became more generous. She moved her buttocks and sat on Jia Lian's lap. She hugged Jia Lian's neck and said with a smile: "I already know about Xiang Ling's mother.
I have met the old lady before. She also thinks that her mother is honest and has no problem speaking. I plan to arrange for her to stay vigil in our courtyard so that the mother and daughter can be closer to each other so that they can talk about it over the years.
The lost love between mother and daughter.
If you feel it's inappropriate, you can send her on other errands."
"This kind of thing, you have the final say."
Jia Lian didn't even open his eyes, he hugged his sweet wife's slender but quite handsome body and said.
"Huh, you just say nice things, and you listen to me no matter what matters in the inner house. If it really doesn't suit your wishes, why don't you let me listen to you."
Hearing these resentful words, Jia Lian couldn't help but smile. He opened his eyes and looked at his angry wife, raised her chin, and said with a smile: "As a woman, you do things according to your man's wishes. Listen,
Isn’t that what a man should do?”
Wang Xifeng was very unhappy. Seeing that Jia Lian still had the energy to joke with her, she stopped hiding it and stared into Jia Lian's eyes and said, "You haven't explained to me yet what happened to the women you sent Zhao'er to Lixiangyuan."
What’s going on!」
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Well, Zhao'er didn't make it clear to you?"
"You think I believe that kind of nonsense?"
Wang Xifeng sneered.
Jia Lian pinched her swollen face, pulled it, and after she shook it off dissatisfied, he replied: "Whether you believe it or not, it's just like that."
"you……"
Jia Lian didn't take her seriously. Sister Feng's eyes were filled with fire and she glared at Jia Lian hatefully. She suddenly picked up one of his hands and bit him in the mouth!
Jia Lian thought she was just acting coquettishly, but the strong pain made Jia Lian immediately realize that the matter was not simple. He was startled, subconsciously pinched Sister Feng's mouth hard, sat up and said: "Ha, you stinky bitch, get off here
Dead hand?"
Even the former Jia Lian was not comparable to Sister Feng in terms of force value. The reason why she let Sister Feng take control was just because Jia Lian had a good temper and let her do it.
Not to mention Jia Lian, who has been practicing martial arts for several years now.
With just a slight force, Sister Feng's cheeks were pinched, so Sister Feng could only whine twice, and stared at Jia Lian helplessly and furiously with eyes full of anger.
"Hey, I turned against you."
Although Sister Feng looked very angry, her face was extremely beautiful because of her extremely gorgeous appearance. In addition, she had put on special makeup to welcome Jia Lian home, which made her face look even more delicate and beautiful.
However, her mouth was pinched by Jia Lian again, and she couldn't struggle. She was both beautiful and cute at the same time.
Therefore, after Jia Lian cursed, he decided to convince others with reason: tilting his head forward, opening his mouth to completely cover Sister Feng's gorgeous red lips, and then passed the test to compete with the fighting power of both sides' tongues!
Unfortunately, before the two of them could completely distinguish themselves, the mother-in-law's voice came from outside: "Is the second master at home? The master said that if the second master is free, please ask him to go to Mengpo Zhai."
"Okay, I'll go tell the second master right away."
The Marquis and his wife, who had already heard the footsteps of the maid entering the door, could only fight hard for a few times and quickly evacuated.
Seeing each other's messy lips that they had brushed against, Jia Lian and Sister Feng couldn't help but laugh.
Sister Feng's anger seemed to dissipate immediately. She took out her silk handkerchief, bent down and wiped away her rouge from Jia Lian's lips.
Seeing that his beloved wife was suddenly so gentle, Jia Lian stopped teasing her, grabbed her beautiful hand, and said with a smile: "As for those beauties, wait until I get back from the master. Believe me, I will definitely let you."
satisfy."
Although Sister Feng didn't quite believe it, Jia Lian's attitude made her accept it. So she just nodded angrily and wanted to withdraw her hand.
The maid has already entered the door.
Sister Feng's fingers are unusually long and slender, and they are also very green and tender. The most important thing is that since she became the Marquis's wife, she also began to imitate those imperial wives and started to wear finger gloves.
Although Jia Lian doesn't really like such fancy things, he still has to say that this kind of finger cot inlaid with gold and jade, which can decorate the beauty's jade fingers, is really beautiful on Sister Feng's hands.
While adding to Sister Feng's gorgeous temperament, it also gave her a somewhat noble demeanor, even if it was only on the surface.
So regardless of Sister Feng's shyness or whether the little girl could see it, he held her hand very leisurely and stroked it gently.
I waited for my daughter to come over and gave her a brief hug. After teasing her, I changed my clothes and went to Mengpo Zhai under the service of Sister Feng and Qingwen.