"Cong'er, kneel down quickly and kowtow to my wife!"
In the east courtyard, Mrs. Xing's main room.
Jia She's concubine Yang, named Cuiyun, led her son to Mrs. Xing.
Since Jia She was in bed, Mrs. Xing had been worried day and night, and her mood and energy were very poor. When she saw the actions of Yang's mother and son, she frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"
While Mrs. Yang asked her son to kowtow nine times, she knelt down in front of Mrs.
"If you have anything to say, just say it. I'm not in the mood to hang around with you."
Mrs. Yang could see that Mrs. , I'm afraid Cong'er being by my side has delayed and misled him.
Therefore, I want to beg my wife to bring Cong'er under her knee to educate me. On the one hand, he can learn some knowledge and manners by following her. On the other hand, she is a noble person, so he can be raised under her knee. If he follows her, always Much better than following me.
Please, madam, for the sake of the master, agree to my request. As long as your wife is willing to agree, Cong'er will be your biological son from now on. When he grows up, ask him to take care of you until you die, creating a mother-son relationship. "
When Mrs. Xing heard this, her expression suddenly changed. She seemed to have heard that Mrs. Yang wanted to adopt her son into her name!
this……
Mrs. .
It can be said that now she has everything in terms of identity and status.
The only thing missing may be that there are no children by his side.
This was also destiny. She had wanted to conceive one countless times, but unfortunately God didn't give it to her, and she had no choice.
It didn't matter in the first place. Without her son to tie her down, she could live the noble life of a eldest wife in a carefree manner.
But now, Jia She is about to die, and then she will truly be helpless.
Therefore, as soon as Yang finished speaking, her heart was moved, but she suppressed it and asked, "Are you serious? Are you really willing to let Cong'er be raised here by me?"
Since ancient times, the wife of the main wife has nothing to do, and if there is one from the side wife, there will always be robbery.
Now, luckily, she didn't have any intention of snatching him away, but the other party took the initiative to send her son over!
Yang also looked a little reluctant to give up, but said: "He has the flesh and blood of my body, so I am a little bit reluctant to let him go, but as a woman, my wife should also understand my painstaking efforts.
Although he is a descendant of the Jia family, as long as he follows me, others will dislike him as being raised by his aunt and will not treat him as a serious master.
Only by following his wife, can he have a good future in the future... This is my selfish intention, and I dare not let my wife know about it.
But Madam, don’t worry. Since I have agreed to give Cong’er to Madam for her upbringing, I will not compete with Madam for anything from now on. I just ask Madam to show some kindness to me and allow me to come over to see him occasionally in January or two. , even if the wife is merciful. "
Mrs. Xing nodded, she agreed with Yang's statement.
In any case, she is the wife of the wife, and Cong Xiaozi follows her, which is not comparable to following Yang. She can understand Yang's thoughts. If she had nothing to ask for, she wouldn't have given her a good son.
She was happy in her heart, and she couldn't help but become gentle in her words, and said to Yang: "You don't have to say that, you also know me. I'm not the kind of mean person who doesn't miss old feelings. Even if Cong'er is raised by my side, I won't It will make him forget you as his biological mother.
Don't worry, from now on, Cong'er will follow me, and Cong'er will have a share of what I have here. "
Mrs. Xing smiled and beckoned Jia Cong to come to her and take a closer look at this little boy whom she had never seen before.
"Mrs……"
Jia Cong called out timidly.
Mrs. Yang hurriedly patted him and told him: "From now on, you are my wife's biological son. Please call me mother."
"Mother~" Jia Cong was indeed obedient.
Mrs. Xing heard the voice for the first time in her life and smiled happily like a mother-in-law.
He touched Jia Cong's head and said with a smile: "Silly boy, from now on you will still be called Mrs."
In this era, mother is a very affectionate title, so whether a biological son or a son in a ritual ceremony, he calls his wife.
Moreover, she never thought that Jia Cong would really treat her as her biological mother after he raised her by her side. She and Yang were just getting what they needed. If Jia Cong was asked to call her mother, others would probably think that she had robbed someone else's child because of her status.
Seeing that Yang and Jia Cong obeyed her words like an imperial edict, Mrs. Xing was even more happy and asked her maid to take Jia Cong down to eat fruit snacks. She said a few words to Yang before letting her go down.
Later, Yang packed up Jia Cong's personal belongings one by one and sent them to the main room without mentioning them.
……valley
I don't know how many days later, a group of six riders finally arrived outside Shenjing City, which was swept away by the last wave of cold wind of the year.
"Xu~~"
The horses all stopped and moved forward under the control of their masters. Wang Dashuan raised his eyes and looked at the familiar city gate, and sighed with a smile: "I finally returned to Beijing before the end of the year!"
Jia Lian turned around and glanced at the two Mongolian girls who had huge, bright eyes and were shocked by the majestic city wall in front of them. Then he turned his head and looked at his guard Feng Fei: "How do you feel?"
Feng Fei felt a little ashamed: "Thank you for your concern, Second Master. My subordinate is not seriously injured. It's all my fault. If it weren't for my injury, Second Master could have returned to the capital at least two days earlier."
"We're already going very fast. Besides, if it weren't for you, I'd be the one who got hurt.
Okay, after entering the city, you go back to your home first and make sure your family is safe on the way. The rest of you, follow me to the palace. "
"yes."
Feng Fei followed Jia Lian's instructions and took the lead to report home. Manfu was overjoyed to learn that Jia Lian had returned safely.
…
Daming Palace, Yangxin Palace.
Emperor Ningkang was about to take a lunch break in Nuange Pavilion when he heard that Jia Lian had returned to the capital and had entered the palace. He put on his dragon robe and summoned him in the palace.
After waiting for a while, Jia Lian strode in with his head slightly lowered under the guidance of the inner prisoner.
"Jia Lian, a humble minister, pays homage to Your Majesty."
"Get flat."
After the simple etiquette between emperor and minister, Emperor Ning Kang looked at Jia Lian who stood up.
Well, compared to a year ago, his face does have a more resolute look, and his body looks more upright. The light armor that covers his whole body is shiny, which really adds a bit of majesty to him.
Emperor Ning Kang looked a little satisfied.
The so-called "nourishing the body and moving the energy", Jia Lian's slight changes can finally prove that he has indeed received experience at the border.
First, he asked Jia Lian about the progress of the counterattack of several armies. After listening to Jia Lian's answers one by one, Emperor Ning Kang couldn't help but nodded.
Although only tens of thousands of troops were mobilized for this counterattack against the Tatars, Oaras and other tribes, because the march was in winter, the test for the soldiers was also severe, so Emperor Ningkang also always paid attention to the developments on the front line.
After hearing Jia Lian's narration, he finally believed that everything was going well in the border war. Emperor Ning Kang couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and he could live a good year in peace and contentment.
"I heard that Wang Ziteng later promoted you to the command of the First Army, and you made a lot of achievements accordingly?"
After talking about the overall situation, Emperor Ning Kang finally talked about Jia Lian's personal situation.
He has not forgotten that more than half a month ago, he said that he would review Jia Lian's military exploits for possible fraud.
Jia Lian could also feel some of Emperor Ning Kang's distrust of him, so he said: "Reporting to your majesty, it is indeed true, but the humble minister did not make any big contributions, and some trivial achievements were all favored by the king. The soldiers under his command sacrificed their lives for this.
As for the minister, I can only say that he did not embarrass His Majesty too much after all. "
Jia Lian's last words were to remind Emperor Ningkang that he was appointed by him to go into battle. Even if he performed meritorious service, it was because of Emperor Ningkang's wise eyes.
As long as Emperor Ning Kang heard this, he would be embarrassed to doubt his merits.
Emperor Ning Kang naturally heard it. Not only did he hear it, but it was also very real.
He snorted, "After going to the border, I didn't learn other skills, but I learned how to flatter others?"
He wasn’t really angry, so he immediately said: “As for your merits, after the war is over, the Ministry of War will determine the rewards that belong to you based on the facts, and I will not miss you.
I have only one thing to ask you. After returning from the border this time, do you want to continue to go home and be your dandy young master, or do you want to take an official position and continue to serve the court? "
In the emperor's multiple-choice questions, there is usually only one real option.
Therefore, Jia Lian immediately bowed down and said: "I have only one idea: continue to serve the court and be loyal to Your Majesty!"
Emperor Ningkang paused for a moment, then asked Jia Lian to stand up, and then said: "After you go back, first pay filial piety to your father, and then wait for the appointment from the court."
"Yes..., Wei Chen is resigning?"
Seeing Emperor Ning Kang wave his hand casually, Jia Lian bowed and exited the Hall of Cultivation of Heart.
