If her second uncle Wang Ziteng had brought up the matter of finding a job for her husband and finding a future, Wang Xifeng would certainly not have been so hesitant.
Unfortunately, as Jia Lian said, Wang Ziteng "borrowed" a large amount of resources from the Rongguo Mansion and rose to great heights, but he kept shirking it for various reasons. This led to Jia Lian, the future head of the Grand Duke's Mansion, staying at home in front of others. A housekeeper who takes care of chores.
Sometimes, you can’t dwell too much on things, otherwise you’ll taste something not quite right.
Wang Xifeng is a charming person. The more she thinks about it, the more something is wrong, and the more she thinks about it, the more frightened she becomes.
"Dong dong dong dong..."
Not afraid of anything, she was startled by the knock on the door outside and almost knocked over the basin beside her.
"Second brother, Sister Feng, can I come in?"
It was already dark, except for Jia Cong, the monkey, there was no big deal. No one in Rongguo Mansion would come to disturb the couple after they had known this.
Wang Xifeng, whose thoughts were interrupted, was not angry, and Jia Lian also put on his clothes and sat up. Not to mention that Xiao Jia Cong has become friendly with the couple in the past few years, but even the flying fish suit he wears is enough for the two of them to pay attention to.
Wang Xifeng and Jia Lian looked at each other, and then asked Xiaohong to open the door.
"Third Master, this is..."
As soon as Xiaohong opened her mouth, Jia Cong said breathlessly: "Hurry and help me catch it, it's about to fall..."
I saw Jia Cong and his little maids Ji Xiang and Ruyi holding a large pile of things, which were teetering on the edge and might fall down at any time.
Xiao Hong hurriedly stepped forward to take over. When several people put the things they brought on the table and chairs, Jia Lian and his wife were full of surprise.
There are seven or eight brocade boxes, several brocades of various colors, several furs of various kinds, several gold, silver and jade ornaments, and even two swords inlaid with precious stones...
"Brother Cong, which treasure house did you rob?"
Wang Xifeng has been assisting Mrs. Wang in housekeeping for three or four years. Each of the things on the table is cheap. The total sum of them can't be bought for tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands taels of silver. She opened the brocade boxes on the table and looked over them one by one. They were all full of high-quality Liaodong ginseng.
Jia Cong wiped the sweat from his forehead, picked up the tea on the table and drank it down. After calming down for a while, he replied: "These are the gifts I received at Tiewang Mountain, ginseng and so on. In addition to paying tribute to the old lady, Sister Feng can use the rest to replenish her health. Two gold, silver, and jade articles Brother, I have to pick a few, I have to do some errands the other day, I'm afraid I have to go through some formalities. As for the other satin furs, Sister Feng looks at making some clothes for a few sisters, it's my idea..."
Wang Xifengfeng raised her eyes and couldn't believe it. In the past few years, little Jia Cong came to her from time to time to ask for pocket money from Mo Ya. She thought that he was her husband's biological brother and her father-in-law liked him, so she gave him a few silver beans. Unexpectedly, Jia Cong, who had never had much money, would be so generous and throw away tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of treasures to her.
"This is worth tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of silver, and Brother Cong just gave it to me?"
"Ah? Isn't the second brother going to be an official? There must be something useful to build good relationships with superiors and colleagues. The little money given by the government every month is enough to do anything."
Jia Cong took it for granted, sat down on the high chair, and said with his short legs swaying: "Besides, my second brother and I are brothers. When my second brother becomes a high official, he can take care of me." . And Sister Feng, I left this ginseng specially for you. Sister Feng uses these to replenish her body so that I can give birth to a little nephew..."
Wang Xifeng, who blushed a little at Jia Cong's words, raised her hand and flicked Jia Cong's forehead lightly, and said with a smile: "What are you talking about, giving birth to a nephew just for fun? No big or small, just arrange it for me."
"Isn't having children just for fun..."
Jia Cong covered his head and hid aside, picked up a sword and handed it to Jia Lian who got out of bed and looked at the things on the table.
"Second brother, a sword matches a hero. Dad said that your sword skills are good. From now on, hang it up when you go out. These are good things from the palace's treasure house. Your Majesty asked me to pick two of them. I felt that this sword is the same as yours at a glance. It matches very well.”
Jia Lian took the sword in a daze and did not respond.
It turns out that my father still remembers that my sword skills are good!
He touched the sword, and the gems inlaid on the scabbard reflected brilliant colors in the candlelight.
Rongguofu is the founding martial artist of the country, and as the heir, Jia Lian naturally practiced literature and martial arts since childhood. His riding, archery, sword and gun skills were all taught by Jia Daishan's personal soldiers back then. He didn't stop until Wang Ziteng took several masters to Jiubian...
If Jia Cong hadn't mentioned it like this today, he would have almost forgotten that he was also the son of a general with martial arts skills.
Buzz!
Jia Cong took care of himself and drew out the remaining sword. The sword's light was slightly cold, and the blade buzzed when he flicked it.
"Hey, this sword is also very good. I will leave it to my eldest nephew. My second brother must teach him martial arts in the future. The heir to the Rongguo Mansion must not be as incompetent as the second brother Bao!"
I don't know if Jia Cong's words touched Jia Lian's pain point. When Jia Lian came back to his senses, he grabbed Jia Cong's shoulders angrily, pinched his chubby face and began to ravage him.
"No matter how big or small, if the old lady knew that you were arranging Baoyu, she would definitely make her butt blossom!"
Jia Cong struggled to escape Jia Lian's clutches, hid behind Wang Xifeng and said with a curl of his lips: "I'm not wrong, Sister Feng, you don't dare to imitate the old lady in the future. A filial son will emerge from under the stick. You must not spoil my eldest nephew. In the future, the eldest nephew will be If you want to be the heir to the Rongguo Mansion, someone who cannot go to the battlefield cannot be the heir to the Duke of Guo Mansion."
People who can't go to the battlefield can't be the heirs of the Duke's mansion!
These words were like a bell ringing loudly in the minds of Jia Lian and Wang Xifeng.
The couple looked at each other silently, with horror in their eyes.
At this time, Jia Cong yawned, seemingly tired. He took an orange from the table and put it in his hand. He said goodbye to the two of them and said, "Okay, now that the things have been delivered, I'll go back to sleep. Second brother, Sister Feng, you should also go to bed early. You'll be busy tomorrow."
Jia Lian nodded, and Wang Xifeng personally sent Jia Cong out of the room with a smile. Before leaving the house, Jia Cong signaled Wang Xifeng to lower his head and said in his ear: "Sister Feng, please urge my second brother to practice martial arts diligently. I heard that there is a Japanese war in Jiangnan. If my second brother wants to take up a post in Jiangnan, he will inevitably go into battle to kill the enemy... "
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When Wang Xifeng returned to the room, she was dizzy and her face was pale.
Jia Lian thought something important had happened. As soon as he asked, Wang Xifeng jumped into his arms and hugged him tightly.
"Master, why don't we talk to my father-in-law, or we won't have to do any errands..."
"Feng'er, what happened? Why did you say this suddenly?"
Wang Xifeng remembered what Jia Cong said and replied tremblingly: "Brother Cong said that the Japanese pirates in Jiangnan are making a lot of noise. If my uncle finds a job for you in Jiangnan, you will go to the battlefield. If you have any trouble, Well, how can I live!"
After figuring out the whole story, Jia Lian suddenly laughed loudly. He pulled his wife into his arms, stroked her beautiful back and said with a confident smile: "You look down on me too much. I studied hard with several masters in the past, just for this purpose. It’s a pity that I will make great achievements on the battlefield in the future... Forget it, let’s not talk about these things.”
Thinking of the more than 100 jars that Wang Ziteng later sent back to Rongguo Mansion, Jia Lian's eyes flashed with a sharp look. Just because he hasn't mentioned some things doesn't mean he has forgotten. Maybe this trip to Jiangnan is an opportunity!
