When the concubine Xian returned to the province, Feng Jia stopped at the Rongguo Mansion on Ningrong Street, Yongfang. The Six Bureaus of Shang Gong, Shang Yi, Shang Fu, Shang Shi, Shang Bing, Shang Gong and Gong Zhengsi all sent experienced female officials to accompany them.
Not to mention the fact that civil and military officials from the Ministry of Rites, Taichang Temple, and Longjing Guard came with them, the tedious process of getting married was simplified, and the proper royal dignity was absolutely indispensable.
"Mother, it's time to enter the house."
When the female officer of Shangyi Bureau saw Yuan Chun crying with joy, she fell into memories and couldn't extricate herself, so she had to step forward and whisper a reminder.
Yuanchun temporarily put away his excitement to see his relatives, wiped the tears from his face, returned to his usual dignity, and was helped out of the carriage by the palace servants.
"The empress returns to the province, and everyone greets her. Kneel down!"
The officials of the Ministry of Rites were just following the established procedures, but unexpectedly, Yuan Chun frowned at the sound of kneeling.
"Although I am a concubine, I am also the daughter of the Jia family. How can I let my elders kneel down to welcome her..."
After saying that, she ignored him, completely put aside any palace rules and regulations, and trotted to Jia Mu like a little girl: "Grandma, Yuan'er is back."
The officials singing the ceremony in the Department of Etiquette were dumbfounded, and the female officer in the Bureau of Shangyi also widened her eyes.
They looked at each other, hoping that the other would come forward to persuade them, but at some point, Jia Cong had revealed his standard eight bright white teeth, blocking the way between the two of them.
"My queen has finally become more relaxed, and she is pregnant with Long Zi. We can still keep it simple, and you will be less burdened, right?"
"General Jia, these are the rules..."
The official from the Ministry of Etiquette had just given a brief reminder when he saw the smile on Jia Cong's face gradually disappearing, and he said in his nose: "Huh?"
Well……
Whether it was the singing officer of the Ministry of Etiquette or the female Shangyi of the Shangyi Bureau, they all swallowed their saliva.
They looked at the purple robe and orange cat official uniform of the child in front of them, and swallowed up all the scoldings and reminders.
This young man is too much to offend! People have grilled fish in the Longshou Palace, rolled around in the Qinzheng Palace, got angry in the Prince's Palace, cursed people in the Fengtian Palace...
"Third brother, third brother..."
Eh? Who calls me?
Jia Cong looked past the female officer and saw a small figure appearing on the carriage shaft.
He was a little confused. Is the emperor really losing his mind and going crazy? Why does the little princess appear among Feng Jia who returns to the province?
Little Liu Chun waited in the carriage, but Yuanchun had turned into a little girl now, and he didn't remember that there was a baby in the carriage.
Hearing Jia Cong's words, the little girl finally couldn't help it anymore. She opened the car curtain and moved to the car's shaft. She stretched out her hand to Jia Cong: "Third brother, third brother..."
Jia Cong had no choice but to step forward. Just as he was about to pick him up, the female officer of the Shangyi Bureau stopped him again: "Master Jia, please don't be rude!"
"Third brother, hug me!"
The little princess leaned forward and was about to fall off the carriage. Jia Cong ignored the female officer's warning and caught her and hugged her.
Who can resist a soft glutinous rice dumpling? Who can?
Seeing the female official frowning and slightly angry, the chamberlain who had followed the little princess to Rongguo Mansion yesterday quickly whispered in her ear: "Shang Yi, the Fourth Highness asked Mr. Xiao Jia to carry him..."
Jia Cong just hugged the happy little princess, followed the little person's fingers, came to the pile of girls, and put her down.
"Ah, Chun'er! I thought you weren't coming."
Xichun immediately hugged him, jumping and shouting.
Yingchun hurriedly reminded her, and the little girl stuck out her tongue and whispered in the little princess's ear. The little princess' eyebrows were crooked and her eyes were getting brighter.
The procedures originally set by the Ministry of Rites were completely messed up, but at the same time the human touch became more intense.
Unlike other concubines who return home to visit their relatives, those who return to the province in Yuanchun are more like the return of married girls among the common people, which fills people's hearts with warmth.
"Sir, what should we do?"
The singing officer had to quietly ask the doctor of the Ministry of Etiquette who was responsible for all this. The doctor in formal dress looked at Yuan Chun who was wiping tears with his family one by one, and Jia Cong who was grinning at him, and helplessly raised his forehead: "Forget it. So be it,
We can't afford to offend this young man. "
Rules are meant to be broken!
Jia Cong sat in front of the door yesterday and watched the Ministry of Etiquette drill. The tedious process was annoying.
Even if it is simplified, Yuanchun is pregnant, how can she withstand all this trouble.
So he had already discussed with Master Jing and Master Pardon, and since he came to Ningrong Street, he should follow the rules of the Jia family. Z.br>
As for the rules of the Jia family, there are no rules!
The old lady held her eldest granddaughter's hand and stepped into the gate of Rongguo Mansion. The hustle and bustle in front of the door seemed to stop for an instant when Yuanchun stepped into the door.
Familiar corridors, familiar pavilions, familiar plants and trees...
Jia Cong acted as the forerunner and asked, "Sister, should you go to the garden first or go back to Rongxi Hall for a break?"
"I've been away from home for a long time, and I really want to go back to the Nuan Pavilion and have a good sleep. Grandma, let's go back to Rongxi Hall."
Yuanchun's answer made everyone feel sad, and the old lady couldn't help crying: "Okay, okay, let's go back to Rongxi Hall."
Putting aside the process of Yuanchun's entry into the palace, Yuanchun, who was still a young girl at that time, sincerely wanted to protect the Jia family from wind and rain.
Several years have passed, and the girl back then was finally able to shield the Jia family from the wind and rain, but she still missed her time at home when she was young.
Jia Jing's eyes were red, and he pulled Jia Rong to him: "You go and arrange the officials of the Sixth Palace and the First Division, and go to the garden first. Then go to the front yard to entertain the guests. I will come back later."
There are still fewer useful people in the family, Jia Lian is not here, and the only older person in the entire Jia family is the soft-tempered Jia Rong.
As a last resort, Jia Baoyu and Jia Cong went into battle together, leaving time to get together with several elders and the little girls at home.
Feng Ziying and others were of great help today, helping Jia's family entertain guests, and the front yard was in good order.
Jia Cong walked around the front yard and then went to the garden to take a look. He did not go to the Hall of Fame during the luncheon, but entertained the guests who came to congratulate him today in the front yard.
There was a lot of noise, and it was not until evening that Ningrong Street slowly died down.
Except for the colorful lanterns and red silk, as well as the guards and imperial guards coming and going, the entire Ningrong Street has returned to its former peace.
Yuanchun has been resting in the Nuan Pavilion after the luncheon. Mrs. Wang only wiped her tears today and didn't say a word.
The old lady did not drive her back to the Buddhist hall. During this year, Mrs. Wang did not bother her anymore, and everyone in the Jia family forgot about it intentionally or unintentionally.
When Mrs. Wang walked out of the Buddhist hall today, her original wealth had long since disappeared without a trace, and she was horribly thin.
The dinner was held in the Rongxi Hall, and even the screen was removed. The whole family, except Jia Lian and his wife who were far away in Jiangnan, were all gathered together.
Yuanchun took off her heavy palace attire and put on ordinary clothes at home. Sitting with a group of sisters, she seemed to be several years younger.
Even the little princess Liu Chun's eyes widened and she almost couldn't recognize the extra sister.
"Concubine Xianmu, so beautiful!"
"Chun'er is so good."
Since returning home, Yuanchun feels much more relaxed. She pinched the little girl's face gently and said with a smile: "Now it's as you wish. Let's sleep with the fourth sister tonight."
After saying that, she turned around and waved to Xichun who was secretly looking at her: "Fourth sister, come here..."
For Xichun, the eldest sister Yuanchun has only appeared in the mouths of the elders, and has no impression at all.
When she heard Yuanchun calling her, she timidly walked forward.
"When I left home, my fourth sister was still a little kitten, but now she is a big girl."
Yuan Chun touched Xichun's little head and laughed with Jia Mu and said, "I think among the girls in our family, the fourth sister is the most eccentric. I think she will give grandma a headache."
Mother Jia couldn't help but smile when she thought about Xichun's temperament in the past.
"You don't know, this girl makes the most noise every day. All her sisters put together can't make more noise than her. But I also like her noisiness, every day
I'm not used to seeing her bothering me every day. "
Hearing this, Xichun covered her face, threw herself into the old lady's arms and writhed: "No way, I'm a good child."
Yuanchun felt relieved when he saw the harmony at home.
Nowadays, the Jia family has himself in charge of the harem, and uncles and cousins outside the family are planning things in front of the emperor. As long as the family is harmonious and united, they are not afraid of others' plots.
After the dinner, all the juniors, except Jia Rong and Jia Cong, went back to their rooms to rest.
Mrs. Wang reluctantly left Rongxi Hall. Yuan Chun dismissed the serving palace maid, and the family finally had a chance to talk about business.
"Uncle Jing, do you really not plan to become an official in the court?"
Jia Jing shook his head: "There are too many children in the clan and they are useless. Instead of going to the court to make calculations, I think it is more useful to carefully teach the children in the clan. It would be good if there are brothers in the court and brothers."
The old lady nodded in agreement and sighed: "What Jing'er said is true. In the past two years, I have finally understood that it is common for unworthy descendants to harm the family. Jing'er is in charge at home, and the boss and the others are in the court. I can also feel more at ease.”
The emperor often complained about the dandies in Beijing in Fengzao Palace. With the rectification of the Jia family, his reputation is now getting better and better.
We can only be rich for three generations, and this is the most critical period for the Jia family. It is indeed more useful to have Jia Jing, the old patriarch, to control the family at home than to toss in the court.
It was a waste of Jia Jing's unparalleled talent. The military advisor who looked down upon the East Palace back then was now stuck in clan studies for the sake of his family.
Yuanchun sighed deeply in his heart and turned his attention to his father: "His Majesty said before that he wanted my father to go to Zhejiang to serve as a post and study. He will set off after the new year. As long as he makes no mistakes, he can advance to the third rank of the official rank after returning to Beijing to study for the first level."
"Your Majesty told me about this matter. The family has made arrangements, and your uncle has also helped recruit suitable staff. Madam... Sister Yuan, don't worry."
Jia She gave a brief summary of the family arrangements, and Yuanchun nodded: "And Baoyu, when my grandmother came last time, she told me that she wanted to find a maiden among the clan members. I thought about it for a long time, and it was best to give up on this matter. ..."
"Baoyu's marriage is not urgent for the time being. Sister Yuan does not need to worry about it."
Jia She couldn't help but blame the old lady for being unreliable. Didn't they discuss it before? Why are you telling Yuanchun this again?
Seeing the complaints in her eldest son's eyes, the old lady rarely retorted and scolded her. Instead, she pursed her lips and said, "Am I impatient and confused? Then the eldest princess of Deqing will ask me to come to her home again to talk about her marriage..."
Jia She curled her lips and continued: "Sister Yuan, the most important thing at the moment is the baby in your belly. You don't have to worry about family matters. I, your uncle, and your father are here for everything. Everything will be fine."
"And I!"
Jia Cong slapped her chest loudly: "I'm here, sister, don't worry, as long as I'm here, nothing will happen to your family. Sister, you can rest assured to raise your baby, so that you can give me a little nephew to play with as soon as possible!"
Snapped!
When his head hurt, Jia Cong immediately squatted down with his head in his hands.
Master Pardon expertly knocked his son on the head: "You are acting nonsense again, squat quietly and don't interrupt!"
Yuanchun covered his mouth and smiled. His cousin was just a bit too wild, but what he said was extremely reasonable.
With this little devil in the Jia family, no one really dares to make any plans for themselves.
She had only heard the emperor say a few days ago that Jia Cong would be left in the hands of the fourth prince. This means that from the emperor to the emperor and then to the future crown prince, the Jia family will gain the trust of the royal family for three more generations.
As long as they don't rebel, the Jia family will continue to be honored and favored for at least dozens of years!
Yuanchun gently stroked her slightly swollen belly and thought to himself: As long as she can give birth to a dragon safely and not think about unrealistic things, both she and her family will live a comfortable and smooth life.
As night falls, the lanterns are turned on, and the walls of the garden are brilliantly lit.
Accompanied by his family, Yuanchun took a night tour of this newly built exquisite garden. However, Jia Jing, Jia She, Jia Zheng and the male heirs of the family had gathered in front of the gate, waiting for the arrival of the holy driver.
Before the luncheon, the imperial edict came to the palace, and the edict would arrive at Rongguo Mansion at three o'clock in the morning. And I will stay in the garden tonight, and I will be there at 9 o'clock tomorrow
Will return to the palace to attend court.
Jia Zheng muttered something against the rules in a low voice, and Jia She couldn't laugh or cry either. The stubborn fourth boy has always talked about rules since he was young, but he never thought he would have such a side.
Crunchy...
The imperial chariot finally arrived. The emperor went on patrol incognito today. The dragon guards all put on ordinary warrior uniforms. There were about a hundred or so people. The escort carriage stopped at the gate of Rongguo Mansion.
"I pay my respects to Your Majesty, Your Majesty, His Majesty's blessing!"
When the emperor, who was dressed in ordinary clothes, stood on the shaft of the carriage and looked at everyone, Jia Jing led the male heirs in the family to bow down one after another.
Liu Heng jumped off the carriage directly, waved his hand and said, "Get up, there are too many rules and it's annoying. I came here today to relax."
Although the emperor said this, Jia Jing still followed the rules meticulously and bowed again in a strict manner: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"
The old patriarch bowed, and everyone in the Jia family naturally followed suit.
The corner of Liu Heng's mouth twitched obviously. He looked past Jia Jing and towards Jia Cong: "Little fat man, where is the Concubine Xian? Take me there. The rest of you, please disperse."
Jia Cong could only bow and invite: "Your Majesty, please, I will take your Majesty there right now..."
The emperor completely regarded Rongguo Mansion as his own home, strode forward and walked into the gate of Rongguo Mansion.
Jia Zheng had originally prepared a series of greeting etiquette, but now they were of no use at all.
He looked helplessly at Jia Jing: "Brother Jing, this..."
Jia Jing also didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He glanced at the Dragon Guards who had dispersed in front of the door and sighed: "Forget it, let's all disperse. I guess His Majesty is also impatient with those rules. As he said, leaving the palace is just for the sake of peace." Take some time to relax."
The emperor was indeed out of the palace to relax. Under Jia Cong's guidance, he slowly moved forward along the corridor illuminated by lights.
"Little fat man, I have to give you a difficult task..."
Jia Cong was about to run away, but the emperor grabbed his neck: "You still want to run? Humph! Hong'er ran to hide in the Thirteenth Mansion, and you want to run too?"
"Your Majesty, my great emperor, if you want to persuade the saint not to go to Tienwang Mountain, please stop talking about it. I...I really can't do that!"
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