In Jia Jiarong's Mansion, Wang Xifeng was so happy that she couldn't sit still for a moment when she heard that Jia Lian was back.
She always likes to be busy, so she leaves the things at hand to a few housekeepers and wives, goes back to the house, puts on her makeup, and changes into clothes that are slim but not too flashy. She also thinks that after Jia Lian returns home, she must go to the East first.
When I saw Jia She across the courtyard, I put on a filial look and went to the east courtyard to serve Jia She some decoction...
Suddenly she heard a noise outside, and she hurried out to greet him.
In front of the Yimen, I saw several men in military uniforms walking through the gate.
As the head of the house, she was reserved, so she did not take the initiative to go there, but just stood in front of the door and waited.
Sure enough, Jia Lian saw her and strode towards her.
Unlike Emperor Ning Kang, Wang Xifeng felt at first glance that Jia Lian was more heroic and handsome than before.
When Jia Lian came closer, upon closer inspection, I felt that Jia Lian was darker than before... vicissitudes of life should be better described as vicissitudes of life.
In the past, Jia Lian had a fair and tender face, and almost everyone looked at her with a smile on his face. How could he be like this now? He was clearly still the same person. Just walking in front of her, she could feel a
Intangible momentum and pressure.
She didn't quite understand why, but she just guessed that the heartless people must have suffered hardship at the border, so they became less wealthy and lovable.
"You, you are back..."
He said a thousand words, but it was difficult to show his face in front of all the servants and slaves, so in the end he only gave a dry greeting.
Jia Lian also looked at Sister Feng up and down, smiled at her, and then asked seriously: "How is the master?"
Hearing Jia Lian's question, Wang Xifeng was shocked to realize that this was indeed not the time for you and me, and she quickly showed a sad look, "Master, he is really not well. Second Master, please go in and have a look..."
Jia Lian no longer hesitated, holding the sword on his waist, and went directly to Jia She's main courtyard.
Without even looking at the group of vulgar fans inside and outside Jia She's house, Jia Lian went directly to Jia She's bedroom.
There was a strong smell of potion, coupled with the smell of corruption, and the smell of some rouge and gouache, mixed together, it was very pungent and unpleasant.
Jia Lian suppressed a frown and came to Jia She's bed, looking down at Jia She who was lying quietly on the couch.
The quilt on his body was tightly wrapped, and just from his exposed face, Jia Lian could tell at a glance that the old man was indeed not alive for a few more days.
A face that was already thin and old was now even more dry and fleshless. She actually looked twenty years older than Jia Mu.
The lips are blue and the eyebrows are purple. At first glance, it looks like a sign of poisoning.
Jia Lian took advantage of the situation and knelt in front of the couch. He was thinking about whether he should cry loudly to complete the trick. Mrs. Xing rushed over and relieved him of his troubles.
"Lian'er, you are finally back. Why don't you take a look at the master? What has become of him..."
When he heard Mrs.
Mrs. Xing cried and told everything that happened to Jia She after he left.
In order to clear up her own involvement, Mrs.
When Jia Lian heard this, he was furious. He walked outside and ordered the Yuandan Taoist to be arrested and interrogated.
The Yuandan Taoist tried every possible means to quibble with him, but Jia Lian did not bother with him, and soon had him tied up in the woodshed and locked up.
Zhao Sheng and Wang Teng naturally got rid of the person very neatly. Even when Taoist Yuandan wanted to cry out that he was wronged, they slapped his mouth with his big hand and scattered all his unnecessary nonsense.
Perhaps he had never seen such a ferocious scene. Jia Cong, who was next to Mrs. Xing, pulled her sleeve and called her "Madam."
Jia Lian turned around and happened to see this scene. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "When did the eldest lady become so close to Cong'er?"
Mrs. Xing used to be very casual when facing Jia Lian. After all, Jia Lian was still her son in rituals.
But at this moment, I felt guilty, and the dignity of Jia Lian was not as good as before, so when he heard him ask, he said a little weakly: "Her aunt is not well, so she gave Cong'er to me and asked me to take care of her."
a period of time……"
Jia Lian glanced at her, then at Jia Cong, who was a little timid and frightened under his gaze, and said with a smile: "That's good. In the past, my wife only loved me, and she really cared less about Cong'er. I should compensate him well."
Already." Valley
After saying that, he ignored their reactions, opened the curtain and went into the house.
Wang Xifeng did not follow Jia Lian into the house here, because Qingwen slipped over at some point and said a few words in her ear.
Wang Xifeng frowned and asked Ping'er to serve and look after Jia Lian, while he followed Qingwen forward.
Sure enough, she had not paid attention before, but now she looked at the soldiers waiting outside. In addition to Zhang Yong, whom she recognized, there were two more people.
And, it’s a woman!
Wang Dashuan saw Wang Xifeng approaching with a scrutinizing look on her face, and secretly screamed, but he still went up and introduced the two women: "This is Mistress Lian."
While Wang Xifeng was looking at the two of them, two women in military uniforms were also looking at Wang Xifeng.
No woman outside the Great Wall has ever seen such a beautiful and beautiful woman, who looks like a fairy concubine.
The most beautiful woman they have ever seen is their mother, but from the perspective of this moment, their mother pales in comparison to the woman in front of them.
Therefore, they themselves could not help but feel sad.
It turns out that the general has such lovely wives and beauties in his family, no wonder he doesn't take their beauty to heart.
"Slave Ah Qin, please pay your respects to grandma."
Seeing a person bowing his head to her, even though his tone sounded weird, he was finally bowing to her.
She looked at another woman who was a bit cold and looked a bit arrogant.
Wang Dashuan said hurriedly: "Go back to Second Grandma, she doesn't know how to speak Chinese."
Wang Xifeng raised her eyebrows: "A woman from the frontier fortress?"
There was a hint of contempt in his voice.
People in the Central Plains look down on women from the bitter cold frontiers. After all, how can any outstanding beauty be found under the sculpted wind, frost, snow and rain?
Although the two of them looked different from what she remembered, since they were barbarians, there was nothing to worry about.
As a member of the Jia family, Wang Dashuan certainly knew Wang Xifeng's character. He suppressed the thought of wiping the cold sweat from his forehead and reluctantly introduced: "Hui Lian's second mistress, yes. They were originally the daughters of the leader of the Qingyan tribe of Tatar. Later, Qing Yan
The Yan tribe was destroyed by the Yachaha tribe. It happened that the second master led an army to chase down a branch of the Yachaha tribe and rescued them. The second master saw how pitiful they were, so he acted as a guard."
Wang Xifeng didn't bother to hear about this tribe or that tribe, or the leader's daughter. She thought that a tribe that could easily be wiped out by others couldn't be that big, so she had no interest in asking any more.
"Your second master really took you to the battlefield?"
Wang Xifeng felt a little scared. If she had not seen Jia Lian just now and knew that he was fine, she would not be able to stand now.
The ancestors of the Wang family were also awarded the title of Liebo for their military merits. Although they were far inferior to those of the Jia family, they also left some people who had been on the battlefield.
As long as you listen to the chats of those old people, you can know how terrifying the battlefield is. Therefore, these younger generations are afraid of the battlefield.
It is human nature to fear death.
"Yes... But don't worry, Second Mistress, Second Master is fine. But that boy Feng Fei was shot in the back by an enemy during a melee, which almost killed him..."
Wang Xifeng nodded casually, she didn't care about her slave's life and death.
He glanced at the two women wrapped in thick military uniforms again, suppressed what was in his heart, and took Qingwen and others back to Rongguo Mansion.
If you have any questions, just ask the unscrupulous person tonight.
She had already seen that Jia Lian didn't like her meddling in his external affairs privately, and she had to tell him everything first.
Jia Lian had just come back. She would not be stupid enough to get into trouble with Jia Lian because of something that was missing.
Please remember the first domain name of this book: ._