Chapter 533: You will definitely get a son-in-law if you want to find love
Of course, Jia’s mother remembers that Jia Lian said that Concubine Jia’s wedding ceremony was “when she got up from the palace at the beginning of Xu, and returned home at the third moment of her ugliness”.
You know, it has never happened since ancient times that a concubine who has entered the palace can go home to visit her relatives.
So there is no previous experience to draw from, and no one knows when it should start and when it should end.
Moreover, Jia Lian dared to make this prediction that could be so accurate as to "a certain time and a certain moment", which is indeed a bit "mysterious".
But these days, Jia Mu calmed down and often thought about it carefully.
Based on Jia Mu's extensive experience and understanding of royal etiquette, Jia Mu also felt that Jia Lian's statement that Yuanchun could return to the province was in the evening, which was indeed very clever.
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The reason why the royal family allows concubines to visit relatives is to show off that it governs the world with "filial piety" and to demonstrate the majesty of its imperial kindness.
Therefore, when it comes to arrangements for visiting relatives, everything must be prioritized over other royal matters.
Yuanchun, who married into the royal family, must also serve the royal family first.
The emperor specially granted permission to visit relatives on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month of the first lunar month. This is a good day for family reunion. This is already a great grace.
But even on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month when "the New Year is over and the festival is over", there are still a lot of red tapes during the royal day, such as ancestor worship, Buddha worship and many other ceremonial activities. As a concubine, Jia
Yuanchun cannot miss anything.
Only after Yuanchun has finished all her duties as a royal concubine, can the "visiting relatives" specially approved by the emperor be carried out in Concubine Jia's "private time".
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Children can be taught.
With such descendants, the Jia family really has hope.
Jia Mu took this shrewd grandson and taught her in a low voice:
"Lian Er, although you are shrewd, you are still young.
You can understand things, but you have to understand people even more.
No matter whether it is at night or in the morning, you must show an attitude that the emperor wants to see.
What the emperor wants to see is the "cautious and respectful" attitude you should have as a minister, not your ability to guess the emperor's thoughts in everything.
You must have heard the story of Yang Xiu guessing Cao Cao's thoughts several times and being killed by Cao Cao in the end. You should understand the truth behind this.
No master would like a slave who is smarter than him in every aspect, and the same goes for the royal family.
If a courtier is too smart, it will be easy for him to take advantage of others.
So when it's time to look stupid, you have to show a loyal and obedient attitude.
So before dawn, we all have to dress appropriately and make up. Your father will take a group of noble men and wait outside the West Street gate. I will take a group of noble ladies here to wait at the Rong Mansion.
Waiting outside the gate.
I will only tell you one truth in this. You must keep it in mind in order to protect our Jia family."
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These words made Jia Lian feel hot.
Jia's mother, the Jia family's "divine needle", is teaching her "political experience" to herself without reservation.
Jia Lian nodded seriously and whispered:
"Don't worry, old lady, my grandson will remember it.
If we want to keep our Jia family, we must use a loyal and obedient attitude to stabilize the Tian family's heart towards our Jia family."
Jia Mu smiled and nodded.
Jia Lian said solemnly in a low voice:
"Old lady, you must remember what my grandson told you before.
Don't forget the important matter as soon as the old lady feels happy when she sees the imperial concubine."
Jia Mu squeezed Jia Lian's hand hard:
"I know it well."
Jia Mu was still a little hesitant about Jia Lian's "unpredictable prophetic words", so Jia Mu's answer actually left some room for error.
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Along the way from the palace to Jia's house, the streets and alleys are all blocked by curtains.
All the idle people, not to mention wanting to see the true face of the imperial concubine, even the hooves of the horse ridden by the eunuch who came to report the news, ordinary people don't want to take a look.
On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, it was still dark outside, the coldest time of the day, but the men, women, and children of the Jia family were already standing outside in the open, waiting eagerly.
For fear of losing their manners before driving, everyone in the group neither dared to eat nor drink water, for fear of having to go to the toilet along the way.
In addition, men and women with official titles must wear official uniforms according to their rank. It seems that gold and silver are shining, and jewelry competes for glory. But in such a cold winter morning, wearing gold and silver is actually far more practical than a cloak and a cotton hat.
In the cold night, everyone lined up and stood in silence. They were cold, hungry, and thirsty, but they didn't even dare to cough, and they even had to hold back their farts. They were simply suffering.
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At this time, in the huge Rongguo Mansion, there was only a mother and son who did not have to suffer this crime.
But the mood of the mother and son at this moment was more hateful than anyone else in the Rongguo Mansion.
This mother and son are Aunt Zhao and Jia Huan.
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Yesterday, the whole family in Rongguo Mansion was busy all night long. Aunt Zhao, who originally had to serve beside his wife, Mrs. Wang, was driven back to her own room in the middle of the night.
Aunt Zhao didn't dare to talk back, so she could only go back to her room in despair.
After entering the door, I found that even the little maids in my room had been asked to go out and stick green silk leaves and tamarisk flowers on the willows and almond trees without flowers and leaves.
In the empty room, only Jia Huan lay stretched out on the kang, sleeping in a dark place.
Aunt Zhao was very angry, but she didn't dare to yell at the moment. She could only grab the scissors in the sewing basket and cut the corners of the scraps of silk left for the shoe tops to shreds.
It wasn't until nearly five o'clock that I finally heard noises coming from the courtyard. It turned out to be Mrs. Wang, who was dressed in fine clothes, and hurriedly led people to greet the imperial concubine outside the gate of Rongguo Mansion.
When Aunt Zhao and others walked away, she couldn't bear it anymore. She stepped forward and lifted the quilt off Jia Huan, gritted her teeth and cursed:
"You're such a dirty and shameless thing! When I was on the high platform, I would kick you down. You have no ability and no temper. I'm ashamed of you too!"
Jia Huan was sleeping comfortably and warmly when someone suddenly knocked over the quilt. He stared and wanted to curse.
When she saw it was Aunt Zhao, she immediately showed disgust and muttered:
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"It's so invisible, what's the fuss about?
You were angry outside and took it out on me when you came back. Who did I provoke?"
As he spoke, he snatched the quilt back from Aunt Zhao and covered himself with it.
Aunt Zhao gritted her teeth and stamped her feet:
"You dirty, inflexible person, what do you know?
Today is a big day for my mother-in-law to celebrate her marriage. Even if I have no face, you are still the serious third master of the Jia family.
Why should my wife tell the outside world that you have been infected with the disease since a few years ago and have not recovered yet, and now you can only recuperate behind closed doors? Are you a bastard that I raised outside?"
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Jia Huan, like other children of the Jia family, now goes to Heshan Academy to study every day. However, he has only been admitted to the junior class D, studying with a group of children four or five years younger than him, and he can no longer study with Xue
Classmate Pan, I have lost a lot of fun, and I have always been very troubled.
Today, it was easy to use the excuse that the imperial concubine at home was visiting the family and was able to take time off from school. Jia Huanle wanted to sleep for a while, but was interrupted by Aunt Zhao at this time, so she impatiently sneered:
"Don't come here to instigate me.
I'm just not a rigid person, and it's also because I fell in love with a low-ranking mother-in-law like you.
My wife doesn’t want to see you, and she doesn’t want to see me even if I am tired.
Back then, before the imperial concubine entered the palace, she didn't want to see you either; now when she comes back to her parents' home, of course she's burdened by you and doesn't want to see me either. Is it any wonder?
You have the nerve to ask me these things? Are you a blind man jumping off a cliff without thinking about it?"
Aunt Zhao was choked by Jia Huan and was speechless. She was so angry that she stared blankly, stamped her feet again and again, and finally said:
"You... aren't you angry in your heart?"
Jia Huan gave Aunt Zhao a big look:
"Am I angry?
If I’m angry with others, I might as well be angry with you!
I am clearly not sick, but my wife says that I am sick. If my father does not agree with such things as deceiving the imperial concubine, who would dare to do it?
Fortunately, when he couldn't move because of his crooked mouth and squinting eyes, you still waited on him day and night.
He stayed in your house for the first few days, but then he turned around and decided to go with his wife. What does that mean to you?
Speaking of this, I feel so ashamed for you."
Aunt Zhao was so angry that she fell backwards, sat down on the ground, patted her thighs and started crying:
"Oh my God! What evil have I done to raise this maggot-hearted evil!
He is nothing in the eyes of others, but when it comes to my own mother, he has the ability to become a thunderbolt, striking at my heart!"
Jia Huan covered his head with a quilt:
"If you can, go and make trouble with the imperial concubine. What's the point of just making trouble with me?"