After more than a month, Emperor Ningkang's emperor returned to the capital.
After returning to the palace, he did not have time to rest. Instead, he took a bath and repaired himself, then came to the Chonghua Hall to pay his respects to the Supreme Emperor.
The Supreme Emperor seemed to have forgotten Emperor Ning Kang's disdain that day. He listened silently to Emperor Ning Kang's arrangements for the month, and then gave a few words of approval and approval.
"Since your mother and concubine's funeral arrangements have been taken care of, you can rest peacefully for a few days. I don't need you to take care of anything here, and you don't have to come every day to pay my respects if it's not necessary.
If you really want to show your filial piety, just kowtow outside the palace, I know that."
"Yes, I know."
"Okay, let's go back."
The Supreme Emperor calmly issued an order to expel the guests.
Emperor Ningkang also turned around to leave. After taking two steps, he turned around and asked for instructions: "By the way, father. Now it's the turn of spring and summer. According to the rules set by our ancestors, all the royal children should go out of the city to participate in hunting, lest they get too excited."
He was so greedy for pleasure that he completely forgot about his proficiency in bowing and horsemanship.
My son has ordered the prince to prepare everything, and this year a large-scale hunt will be held at the iron fence.
At that time, in addition to the children of the royal family, some princes and ministers will also be invited to take part in it with their own children. It will be a rare grand event."
The Supreme Emperor nodded and said, "Well, you can decide these things."
"I just don't know if my father will still participate in the hunt this year?"
Although the Supreme Emperor did not conquer the world on horseback, he had ruled the country for many years and believed that his skills were as high as those of his ancestors. Therefore, even after abdicating the throne in old age, in order to show off his martial arts skills, he would often go hunting even in autumn and winter.
As for the ancestral hunts at the turn of spring and summer every year, unless he was really unwell, he would usually not be absent. Because he knew that if he did not participate, the emperor and others would probably just treat this matter as an ancestral rule.
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But he was old after all, and no matter how unwilling to admit it, he knew that it would be difficult to control a bow and horse. He had experienced this firsthand in the past few years.
Therefore, when faced with the emperor's inquiry, he seemed a little hesitant.
Emperor Ningkang said: "If my father is not in good health, I do not recommend that my father go. After all, the journey is quite far, and I am afraid that my father's health will not be able to bear the tossing back and forth."
If not this year, I will let you, my son, make the decision and lead the clan members to complete this hunt."
The Supreme Emperor didn't really want to go at first, but after hearing Emperor Ning Kang's suggestion, he felt a little dissatisfied for some reason, and hummed: "Although I am no longer what I used to be, I can still walk a few dozen miles.
It just so happens that I have been feeling very stuffy in the palace recently, so why not go out for a walk with you."
"My son, I obey your orders."
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Jia Mu and other female members of the Jia family returned to Ningrong Street and first went to Ningguo Mansion.
Jia's mother, greeted by You and others, came to Jia Jing's mourning hall. When she saw Jia Jing's lonely coffin, she couldn't help but have a lot of thoughts.
Thinking that most of the people of my generation have passed away, now even the younger generation are passing away one after another.
So sadness came from it, and You's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law couldn't help crying.
Jia Mu took the lead, and Mrs. Wang, Mrs. Xing and others were also grieving, which made everyone who had been out for a month and finally returned to the house, thinking that they would be relaxed, felt a haze in their hearts.
But among them, Wang Xifeng is definitely not included.
Sister Feng entered the capital from the carriage, her whole mood was in high spirits.
Seeing that Jia Mu and others were about to cry to death, she persuaded Mrs. Xing and Wang to send Jia Mu back to rest, and at the same time looked at whether there was any place in Ningguo Mansion that could be used for her.
Realizing that everything was in order here, I secretly thought that I had underestimated Youshi before, so I just went back home.
Soon, the Rongguo Mansion, which was originally in chaos due to the large group of people returning, became orderly again under her leadership.
Because the emperor returned to the capital in his own car, the prince led the civil and military officials who had stayed in the capital to greet him, including Jia Lian.
Although they were all procedures, they also took a lot of time. Therefore, Jia Lian was not able to personally welcome Jia Mu and others back to the house, but asked the housekeeper to be responsible for the settlement.
By the time he got out and returned home, it was almost evening.
Rongqing Hall.
Because of Jia Mu's return, it became popular again.
With the help of his maid, Jia Lian came to the inner room of Rongqing Hall and saw Jia Mu who was full of fatigue.
She hobbled out of the bedroom with a cane and Yuanyang's support.
Jia Lian rolled up the hem of his robe, knelt down and kowtowed: "My grandson is unfilial. Before I left the capital, my second uncle had repeatedly asked my grandson to serve our ancestors well."
However, due to official duties, my grandson was not allowed to personally escort my ancestor to accompany him to the imperial mausoleum, which caused my ancestor to suffer physically and mentally. This is entirely my fault."
He was already tired from traveling, but he just burst into tears because of Jia Jing. Jia Mu's condition was really not good, and Mrs. Wang and others had just asked a doctor to take a look at him.
But seeing Jia Lian greeting her so solemnly and with such thoughtful etiquette, a look of comfort appeared on her face.
"Get up. You said it was because of official duties. This is a serious matter, so I can't blame you.
Even though I am old, I still understand this point clearly."
"Thank you, ancestor, for your understanding."
Jia's mother looked at Jia Lian, who stood up and became more erect and powerful, and couldn't help but nod.
"I have heard that you took good care of the house during the days when your wife, I, and Feng Yatou were not at home.
In this regard, you are doing better than your second uncle."
When Jia Mu said this, she was slightly in a daze. She recalled that when she faced Mrs. Wang, Jia Lian and other juniors would usually address Jia Zheng as "your master" and Jia She as "big master".
There are few exceptions.
I don't know since when, in Jia Lian's mouth, Jia Zheng was only called "Second Uncle".
It's good now, even she has changed her tune.
I feel a little uncomfortable. I don't know if the grandson caused this situation accidentally or on purpose. He probably did it on purpose. He has always been a scheming person.
She has no intention of breaking up with Jia Lian on such trivial matters. Jia's mother is still very satisfied with Jia Lian today.
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As for why it was half, it was because she and Mrs. Wang believed that the Yuanchun concubine and imperial concubine they had carefully raised and made the Jia family become relatives of the emperor were also crucial and contributed indispensably.
Therefore, Yuanchun and them also account for half. Even in the eyes of a few people such as Mrs. Wang, it is more than half.
Smiling and asking Jia Lian a few questions about the situation at home this month, Jia's mother suddenly pulled Yuanyang, who was gently squeezing her shoulder, in front of her, patted his little hand and said to Jia Lian with a smile:
"You said just now that you felt sorry for not escorting me to the imperial mausoleum. This was completely unnecessary.
I have this girl to take care of me, which is more effective than all your sons and grandsons!
In the past month or so, if Yuanyang hadn't worked hard from dawn to dusk and cared for me with all his heart, I might not have been able to survive even with my old bones.
So, if you really feel sorry for me, thank her for me, reward her, and let her serve me more carefully in the future. This will be regarded as your filial piety."
Yuanyang was peeking at Jia Lian, but was suddenly pulled to the front by Jia Mu and felt panicked, thinking that she was caught fishing for a handsome guy at work.
When Jia Mu said this, she quickly shook her head and said that it was all her duty and she couldn't bear it.
Jia Lian also fully focused on Yuanyang because of Jia Mu's words.
After not seeing each other for more than a month, this girl seems to be getting better and better.
Regardless of Yuanyang's rejection, he folded his palms together, stretched his arms forward, gave Yuanyang a complete bow, and said with a smile:
"Thank you so much, Miss Yuanyang. There is a girl named Yuanyang who is considerate in front of our ancestors. She is indeed more considerate than countless of our descendants. Miss Yuanyang deserves a courtesy from me."
The mandarin duck could not move forward or retreat, so he could only blush and turn his head away. He took half a step back and hid beside Jia Mu.
Seeing this, Jia Mu became even more happy and said, "Why are you just talking in vain? Now that you are a marquis and rich, how can you not show something real?"
Jia Lian shook his head, smiled, and took off a piece of jade from his waist.
He himself doesn't like wearing these fancy things, but he knows that these things can really come in handy in human relations.
Therefore, he often wears some on his body intentionally. He does not seek to be expensive, but just needs to wear it for a period of time. When it is time to give it away, it can be said that it is something he has "worn for many years" and "loves very much".
When the ones he had on hand were almost enough, he asked Qingwen to tie some more strings and string together a new batch.
"Yuanyang, why don't you take it over yet? I don't think he's a marquis, and the things he's given won't go anywhere else." Mother Jia urged.
Only then did Yuanyang come over. After bowing, he took the jade pendant from Jia Lian's hand.
Then she pulled her tightly with her little hands. Although in the past when Jia Lian distributed gifts to each room in the mansion, she had also received some favors.
But that obviously has a different meaning than this. This is the first time she has received a gift from Jia Lian in person, and it is something she wears with her.
To her, it can be said to be as valuable as a token of love.
Naturally, Jia Lian also saw the solemnity in Yuanyang's eyes, and was somewhat touched in his heart.
He naturally understood that besides being a whim, Jia Mu was also afraid that Jia Lian would leave Yuanyang behind over time, so he appropriately strengthened Yuanyang's status in his heart.
Yuanyang is Jia Mu's absolute confidant. As long as Jia Lian likes her, it will be beneficial and harmless to Jia Mu.
As for Jia Lian, he really likes this girl who is independent, low-key and prudent.
The key is that he is indeed good-looking, with a slim waist and slim shoulders, and a duck-egg face that is similar to Tanchun.
In this way, Jia Lian naturally didn't care if Jia Mu used mandarin ducks to tie him up.
After coming out of Jia Mu's house, Jia Lian didn't go anywhere else, but went straight home.
In the past, let alone returning home from a long distance, even if Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Xing came back from a casual trip, Jia Lian would have to go up to greet them and say hello.
Nowadays, of course, if you have the time and mood, you can do these superficial things.
If you don't want to go, you won't go. I don't think these two will come to find fault with him because of such a trivial matter. Unless they don't want to feel better.
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Forget about Rongqingtang.
As soon as Jia Lian returned home, he found that the small courtyard that had been quiet for more than a month was once again in a state of chaos.
"Xiaohong, find two people to move these things to the backyard. Also, remember to ask a few gardeners to come in tomorrow and prune the flowers and trees.
We were away for a month, and you, the second master, didn’t pay any attention to these things!"
"Who asked him to let it out? What if it hurts Qiao'er? Why don't you lock it up!"
Sister Feng, who was dressed in a bright red robe and had a bright and elegant look, was giving instructions on the corridor with her hands on her hips.
When Huang glanced at Jia Lian, he immediately walked down, and the power on his face turned into a bright smile.
"The Marquis is back...he went to see the old lady."
"Um."
"I haven't seen you for more than a month, but my second grandma still looks good. It seems that this month has not tired you out."
Jia Lian let Sister Feng hold his arm, lowering his head and joking as he walked.
"Hey, it's just a funeral, and I'm not asked to do anything, so what's so tiring? But I spend all day in the oppressive imperial tomb, either eating or kneeling, and I almost died of boredom."
After not seeing each other for a long time, Sister Feng was obviously a little more clingy and generous. She grabbed Jia Lian's arm and wouldn't let go.
But on the way to the corridor, she didn't forget to turn around and tell the maids and women not to forget what she told them.
The couple came to the main room together, and Jia Lian sat on the Kang, just a little away. Sister Feng naturally sat sideways on Jia Lian's lap and said with a smile:
"I just came back and heard that the second master has taken care of everything at home and outside the house for more than a month. It seems that I was so busy before and couldn't get a good deal in the end.
Incompetent."
Jia Lian smiled secretly in his heart.
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Lifting Sister Feng's delicate and pointed chin, he lifted up her whole face, and while looking at her, he said jokingly: "What's going on here? It's all my wife taught her well before."
"spit!"
Sister Feng turned her head away in embarrassment, a clear blush flashed across her face, making her originally generous and gorgeous face look a bit seductively charming.
Jia Lian was moved, and his eyes and hands became increasingly dishonest.
If Jia Lian only violated her eyes and touched her face and lips, Sister Feng could bear it.
But no matter how excessive the behavior is, she will not condone it.
Pulling Jia Lian down and grabbing her big, evil hand on her chest, Sister Feng glared and said, "What are you doing? Your maid is still watching. You are just begging for nothing..."
After saying that, Sister Feng got up and walked away.
Jia Lian glanced at the few maids who had wisely retreated to the foyer. They were supporting the soft bed with both hands, and said with a calm smile: "Yes, I am the one who begged for nothing. Then I want to see what the second mistress will do tonight."
Can I still be so tough?"
Sister Feng looked back at Jia Lian, speechless.
Jia Lian was originally just sitting on the Diaoyutai to manipulate Sister Feng. He didn't believe how long a stinky woman who hadn't seen him for more than a month could keep pretending.
Unexpectedly, Sister Feng straightened her clothes a few times and went directly to the back room, as if she wanted to change her clothes.
Jia Lian was surprised, got off the kang and followed in. Looking at Sister Feng who had indeed taken a set of clothes and showed them in front of the glass mirror, Jia Lian wondered: "Why, have you really decided to become a monk?"
"go……"
Even though she had been polluted by Jia Lian for many years, Sister Feng still couldn't bear Jia Lian's "foul words" many times.
She didn't even understand how Jia Lian, a dignified prince, could speak such nonsense without changing his expression.
"The old lady is setting up dinner over there, I have to go and take a look.
Besides..."
Sister Feng stopped and gave Jia Lian a very humane look.
You're such a loser, you can't stop once you start giving orders. If you delay the reception banquet because of this, she will have to be laughed at by the whole family for three days?
Humph. I originally took a bath and incense early in the afternoon as soon as I returned home, but you came back too late!
Therefore, Sister Feng ignored Jia Lian's harassment, changed her clothes with great perseverance, and left with Ping'er proudly.
A long time ago, she would have been worried about taking advantage of outsiders, and she would probably come up with some strategy to get rid of little vixens like Qingwen.
But after getting along with Jia Lian for so long, she has a relatively high level of trust in Jia Lian.
Although this man is a bit lecherous, he still knows how to care for others and is reasonable.
I haven't seen him for more than a month. Probably, he wouldn't look for little girls to vent his anger before touching me...