Although Yuanyang wanted to be close to Jia Lian for a while, she knew that Qingwen and the others would be back soon.
Therefore, he endured the reluctance and got out of Jia Lian's arms, whispering: "Second Master, please wait for Qingwen and the others here. I'll go first."
"What are you going to do?"
"The old lady wants to see my brother, I'll call him."
"It's so late, why does the old lady see your brother?"
Jia Lian, who originally just asked casually, suddenly became suspicious.
"I don't know, the old lady didn't say anything, but she looked very anxious."
Yuanyang was actually curious because she rarely saw Jia Mu like this. She guessed that it had something to do with Jia Lian, because after meeting Jia Lian, Jia Mu suddenly wanted to see his brother.
"Very anxious..."
Jia Lian was thoughtful and asked Yuanyang a few questions about Jia Mu's situation after he came out, but there was no useful information.
When the mandarin duck saw this, he raised his legs and started to leave.
"It's not peaceful outside now, so take the two wives before going out."
Jia Lian's sudden instructions made Yuanyang feel warm in his heart.
Her brother and sister-in-law originally lived in the servants' houses behind the Rongguo Mansion. Later, all of them were demolished in order to build the Grand View Garden, so Brother Yuanyang's family also moved to the back street.
Although they were not far away, they finally left the house.
She just wanted to take a shortcut and wanted to go to her brother-in-law's house through the back door of Grand View Garden. Then she came out of the back door and met Jia Lian and Qingwen.
Yuanyang nodded and walked away on a pair of slender legs.
Yuanyang is actually very safe when doing things, especially when it comes to Jia Mu.
Jia's mother was so anxious to see her brother, Yuanyang knew there must be something important. If asked by another person, she would not answer honestly.
Just for Jia Lian, she was willing to talk about everything in detail, and she was very willing to help Jia Lian in some way.
As for whether she would miss Jia Mu because of this, she didn't think too much about it. Also, up to now, her loyalty to Jia Mu and Jia Lian was not yet sure who was higher and who was lower.
After Yuanyang left, Jia Lian was still thinking about what Jia Mu wanted to do, when he saw Qingwen and Xiangling walking over.
Xiangling was still as gentle and frail as ever, and Qingwen was clasping her hands behind her back, looking towards the direction where the mandarin duck was leaving, with a sly look on her face.
"I didn't expect that even Sister Yuanyang is already the second master's son. It seems that in our house, anyone with a fair head and a straight face can't escape the palm of the second master?"
Qingwen said in a half-joking, half-sour tone.
Naturally, Jia Lian would not be as polite to a girl like Qingwen Xiangling who had been eaten up by him long ago as he was to Yuanyang.
He glared at her and then waved to her.
"what?"
"Go to Dongkuayuan, find Aqin or Aqi, and tell them..."
Jia Lian lowered his head and explained something in Qingwen's ear. Although Qingwen was a little unhappy, she still obeyed and started running errands.
Looking at the dumb girl left on the spot, Jia Lian smiled slightly, bent down and picked her up, just like he did with Qingwen before, and then strode home.
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The familiar night road, the familiar courtyard wall, and the familiar screen wall are behind the familiar small courtyard.
There were longing figures in the courtyard, each busy with their own business, but after Jia Lian stepped in, they all stopped and said hello to Jia Lian.
The voices of the maids and daughters-in-law alerted the people in the east chamber.
Wang Xifeng walked out with Qiaoer in one hand and stood in front of the steps.
The phoenix's face glowed with clouds, and her beautiful eyes were deeply focused.
She looked straight up and down at the man in front of her.
Although she had long known from the servants that Jia Lian was safe and moving around the house, she still couldn't help but confirm it herself.
She is a wise, mighty and handsome man, whom others say she, Wang Xifeng, has spent eight lifetimes of good fortune to get. Even if she bumps into him even a little bit, she will feel distressed to death.
"Daddy hugs~"
Jia Lian slowly stepped forward, took her daughter from Sister Feng's hand, and looked down.
My daughter, who is almost three years old, has gradually outgrown her tenderness as a swaddling baby and has become a pretty girl, quite like a golden branch or jade leaf.
Jia Lian couldn't help but reveal a heartfelt smile.
Even though Qingwen Xiangling was raised by him almost as half a daughter, she was ultimately different from his biological daughter.
Holding Qiao'er, he felt a kind of blood-connected joy, which was the love of an old cow protecting its calf.
He stretched out his fingers and teased, and found that the little girl no longer only laughed as before, but rather disliked his dirty unwashed hands. Jia Lian gave up here, raised his head and said displeasedly to Sister Feng: "
Why, you can’t recognize each other after not seeing each other for a few days, and it’s endless, you...?”
Although Jia Lian's insulting words were not completely spoken, Sister Feng, who was familiar with Jia Lian, could easily interpret Jia Lian's hidden language.
That was the brother-sister version of a sentence she used to like to curse.
"Where do you think your father is?"
She rolled her eyes at Jia Lian in annoyance, and Sister Feng, who had suppressed many words, turned around and said with a smile: "It's rare that the Marquis will return home today. I originally wanted to give him a reception banquet, but I was also afraid that the Marquis's carriage and horses would be stuck.
, I don’t want to be tired, so I don’t dare to make any decisions.
Now that the kitchen is fully stocked with dishes and snacks, would you like to have a simple family banquet and invite the old lady, second wife, and brothers and sisters over for a glass of wine?"
Taking care of housework, entertaining guests and hosting banquets, and putting things first are all Sister Feng's specialties.
Therefore, Jia Lian was not surprised at all that Sister Feng was well prepared. Instead, he was satisfied that Sister Feng was becoming more and more able to keep a low profile and behave like a child. He felt that this girl had probably been trained.
"That's it for tonight, let's do it tomorrow. Inform the old lady and the young girl that I will be setting up wine at home at noon tomorrow and invite them to come over and have a chat."
"Yes, I will obey the Marquis' decree."
It is said that a breakup is better than a wedding, so Sister Feng naturally doesn't want outsiders to disturb the beautiful scenery tonight.
He made a semblance of a blessing to Jia Lian, and then welcomed Jia Lian into the main room, coaxing him to take Qiao'er.
"I want daddy to hug me!"
"Qiao'er, good boy, daddy just got home and he's very tired, please let him rest..."
"No, no, I want daddy to hug me."
"Yeah~! Be good, you go play with Xiaohong and the others first. Daddy hasn't eaten yet. I'll wait until Daddy finishes eating before playing with you."
Sister Feng has a stern face. There are few people in the house who are not afraid of her, let alone Qiaoer, a three-year-old girl.
Although he was extremely reluctant, he still got down from Jia Lian obediently and was led away by the maid and wet nurse.
The reason why Sister Feng sent her daughter away was because she had something to discuss with Jia Lian. Therefore, after simply changing Jia Lian's clothes, while Ping'er and others were setting up a meal outside, she sat on the couch with Jia Lian and exchanged secrets.
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It's no wonder that Wang Xifeng couldn't keep her temper. Not to mention Jia Lian's nagging instructions before leaving the capital, she couldn't turn a blind eye to the chaos in the capital and the sudden appearance of Jia Lian's "emperor's grandson" status.
She has too many doubts, waiting for Jia Lian to clear them up for her.
If it were Wang Xifeng a few years ago, Jia Lian would definitely not reveal too many things to her, lest she do something bad.
However, after two years of inspection, Jia Lian felt that under his guidance, although Sister Feng was not yet a qualified empress of the palace, she was still barely enough to be a conservative monarch.
At least she is tight-lipped and knows how to keep secrets.
Therefore, Jia Lian did not mince words. He told Sister Feng about the incident at Tiewan Mountain in a simple way, so that she could roughly understand what was going on.
Sister Feng was dumbfounded after hearing this. It took her a long time to regain her composure and asked with concern: "So, you are really the grandson of the emperor, the eldest master, and are you really the illegitimate son of the great emperor?"
Jia Lian nodded.
Sister Feng's face suddenly became wonderful, her eyes were turning rapidly, and even Jia Lian couldn't guess what was going on in her head.
So a bang was placed on Sister Feng's forehead, and she scolded: "Are you thinking of any evil plan to harm others?"
Sister Feng covered her head and stared at Jia Lian with dissatisfaction.
She felt unhappy. The heartless man was addicted to beating her, and he would hit her once or twice when there was nothing wrong.
Do you really think she is Ping'er's bitch?
Staring at Jia Lian, who was looking at her hand as if wondering whether the blow was serious, Sister Feng rolled her eyes, leaned up again, put her face in front of Jia Lian, and asked in a low voice: "So, what are you doing?
Are you going to be a prince?"
As expected, this woman still has the brain circuitry of an ordinary person.
Insufferably vulgar.
"Why, do you want to be a princess so much?"
"Haha, I don't think it matters. Anyway, we women all marry chickens and dogs. If you become a prince, then I will naturally be happy to be your princess and manage your beauties and concubines for you.
Already."
When Sister Feng said this, she suddenly thought of Princess Zhaoyang.
There was no way, Princess Zhaoyang had such a great influence on her that she could not forget that woman even in her dreams.
She was thinking that if Jia Lian was the emperor's grandson, wouldn't he and Princess Zhaoyang be cousins?
She already knew that the Queen Mother had promised Princess Zhaoyang to General Fenwu's mansion, and now that such a relationship was revealed, wouldn't it mean that the influence of that woman on her would be infinitely reduced in the future?
This is obviously a good thing for her.
She was secretly happy in her heart, but Sister Feng knew that she could not take the initiative to get into trouble. After all, neither the princess nor Jia Lian was someone she could offend.
Of course Jia Lian knows the appeal of the word "princess" to women in the world...
Maybe those women who are indifferent to fame and wealth and are emotional are better, but for a pragmatic woman like Sister Feng, it is too sweet.
So Jia Lian said with some ridicule: "Princess, don't think about it anymore. If your Majesty doesn't kill me this time, you will burn incense for me."
Sister Feng was stunned: "What? Didn't you say that the Emperor failed when he almost forced his way to the palace, or that you arrived with troops in time to help him? Why does he want to kill you?"
"I can't explain the relationship to you for a while. All you need to know is that His Majesty does not intend to publicly acknowledge my life experience. From now on, I will still be the second master of the Jia family in Rongguo Mansion."
Sister Feng blinked her eyes. Although she didn't read, she had read a lot of dramas. She was also smart and could understand some of the truth.
Seeing that Jia Lian had no intention of elaborating with her at the moment, he gave up asking and instead smiled and said: "Your identity as the emperor's grandson has been spread throughout the city, but you still want to continue to be the second master of the Jia family...
Haha, don't worry, what will the Jia family think of you when you walk among the eight rooms in the two houses?"
Sister Feng really adheres to the concept of marrying the chicken and following the chicken. Not long ago, she regarded herself as the daughter-in-law of the Jia family. She belongs to our family and our family. Now that she has just learned that Jia Lian is not a descendant of the Jia family, she immediately becomes "those Jia family members".
Jia Lian also laughed and turned to Sister Feng's face: "Why, are you still afraid of being kicked out by the old lady and the others?"
"You are not afraid, so what am I afraid of? Anyway, I have always been thick-skinned. When the Queen Mother ordered me to go back to my parents' home, I stayed in your home until my death.
Anyway, I am committed to following you for the rest of my life, and I will go wherever you go."
Although he knew that Sister Feng was just mocking herself, Jia Lian was still very moved when she heard what she said.
A man wants many things in his life, but very few things at the same time.
Enough to fit into the world, but so little that you only crave a ray of sincerity.
It is the dream of many men to have a woman who will follow them wholeheartedly.
As for Jia Lian, he already has one, and there may be more than one.
What a blessing.
Although Sister Feng is not as well versed in people's hearts as Jia Lian, she has been flirted with by Jia Lian so many times. Seeing Jia Lian's serious expression at this time, she guessed that Jia Lian was probably flirted with by her in return.
Feeling proud of her, he took advantage of the situation and said with a smile: "The old lady was anxious to call you over just now. She must have been talking about your identity, right?
It seems like her old man has known about it for a long time?
Also, if she loves you so much even though she knows you are not her biological grandson, she will definitely not be willing to kick you out.
I'm just curious. You are an outsider, but you hold the title of the Jia family. Isn't this the legendary dove occupying the magpie's nest? Don't you feel embarrassed?
I remember that your second master Lian is not a shameless person."
Sister Feng is asking the questions she cares about most in a typical way of teasing.
Originally, she thought that Jia Lian was an upright grandson of the emperor, and it would not be difficult to become a prince.
Then the Jia family's title will naturally be useless.
But Jia Lian told her that it would be difficult if the emperor was not prepared to recognize his identity as his grandson.
She didn't want to lose her status as a first-class official.
Jia Lian didn't seem to hear what Sister Feng meant. He turned over and pressed Sister Feng under him. He said with a smile: "Why, are you afraid that the second master and second wife will ask me to return the title to their second wife and then kick us out?"
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Sister Feng, whose hands were clamped by Jia Lian, showed a fearful expression and whispered: "It's a bit. You told me at the beginning that you would drive the second wife and the others out of the house and let me be the master of the house.
of.
Now let’s see how you fulfill your promise…”
Jia Lian looked slightly suffocated. Although he couldn't remember whether he had said such a thing, but considering what Sister Feng said, if he was really not of the Jia family's blood, he would not only replace someone else's hereditary title, but also drive out their decent descendants.
When I went to the house, it seemed that it was a bit too much.
He began to really think about how to get along with his second wife.
But there were still some doubts that he had not yet clarified, so naturally he could not come up with a definite idea at the moment.
So he was too lazy to think about it for the time being. Instead, he raised his hand, tore open his wife's thin clothes, and said nonchalantly: "If you can't achieve it, forget it. Anyway, we have plenty of money now. Even if we are kicked out, we can do whatever we want.
We can live by ourselves if we can rebuild a big house."
Now it's mid-April, the weather is getting hotter, and his already slender and graceful wife has been tired of being on him for a long time. Jia Lian has long wanted to vent out the murderous karma accumulated on the Iron Wall Mountain.
Sister Feng was immediately startled, her face turned red, she quickly covered her chest with her free hands, and said coquettishly: "What are you doing? You're going to eat right away... Wait until you eat, take a bath, and then..."
Sometimes even Jia Lian is curious. They are obviously an old couple, why is this woman so shy?
Not even as good as some little girls.
If he couldn't find any clues, Jia Lian couldn't help but wonder if Wang Xifeng was the ancient version of White Lotus, so good at pretending.
"You can eat the food later, but you and I can't wait for a moment."
After Jia Lian finished speaking, his hands and feet moved together. He didn't care whether the clothes on Sister Feng's body were expensive or not, and he quickly stripped Sister Feng half-hidden and half-exposed, and went to Yunyu Wushan with her.
From the beginning to the end, Sister Feng was half-hearted and half-hearted.
How could she not want to?
Under the sun, I believe any woman would be happy to cooperate and even be happy in this situation.
After all, Sister Feng still remembers that when she had a private conversation with some not-so-serious royal wives, they said that men are all sneaky cats and have no energy to take care of the flowers at home.
They also made fun of her, saying that her man was so handsome, famous all over the world, and held a high position, so many women in the world would be willing to have sex with her man.
I would like to ask, how many days can the Marquis of Zhenyuan usually take care of her, and how much can he take care of her at one time?
Is it true that every time you come back from a long trip, you will be drained of energy by the goblins outside...
Whenever this happens, she can only purse her lips and smile, or laugh and scold back without further discussion.
But she always kept it in mind.
Although she is not keen on this kind of thing, she knows that whether her husband is willing to spend energy on her is a sign of whether he loves her or not.
Fortunately, Jia Lian never let her down.
Thinking of Jia Lian talking about money, she immediately remembered that there were ten boxes of gold packed in this room.
Those were all given to her by Jia Lian. Each box cost about 3,000 taels, which totaled 500,000 taels of silver!
Just using this gold alone, I'm afraid the house built will not be much inferior to the Rongguo Duke's mansion.
Of course, the original construction of Rongguo Mansion certainly did not cost so much money. After all, the emperor granted land and the officials ordered it to be built.
Moreover, if they move out, the house they build will be called a Hou Mansion at most, and can no longer be called a Gong Mansion...
This is still the case when Jia Lian took away his title.
Thinking of these, Sister Feng felt that her life was almost complete.
Being a first-class official, with endless wealth in the palm of your hand, isn't this the life she once dreamed of?
These were all brought to her by Jia Lian, so she relied on this man and was willing to make him happy.
This is the fundamental reason why she is willing to humble herself in front of Jia Lian.
People's hearts have always been mutually beneficial, and can never be tamed so easily.