Chapter 31 Pampering

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When he returned to his room in the evening, Lutang still felt nauseous and wanted to vomit when he thought of the banquet during the day.

Su Su and Ling'er were also shocked and looked at the third lady with admiration.

Grandma He, on the other hand, was well-informed. She served Lu Tang and combed her hair, and said eloquently: "The wealthy families in the capital are not all a mess. The second lady thinks they are an eyesore, so just stay away."

Lutang half-closed her eyes and said slowly: "The King of Jin promised to make Zi Yuan his concubine. Her position is extraordinary. Her belly is getting bigger and it won't take long. She has to go to the palace to pay respects in August at the latest. Enlarge Appointment confirmed."

Su Su quickly said: "The third lady is our second wife after all. If she really becomes the concubine of King Jin, there will be a lot of trouble. When the Hou family's daughter marries into the prince's palace, the dowry will not be small. The prince and the eldest lady are sure It won’t come out.”

Ling'er also nodded and said: "Looking at how shameless the third lady is now, she will definitely go back to the West Courtyard to ask for a dowry from the young lady."

Parents' property and dowry are still trivial matters. Seeing how Zi Yan is unscrupulous, I'm afraid she will reveal Zhang Xiaoniang's identity and cause trouble.

As expected, early the next morning, Wenhou and his wife sent someone to call Lutang over, and asked Lutang to hand over the key to the West Garden warehouse in front of Wenhongyao and Zijian.

"The third girl is going to be the concubine of the Jin Dynasty. The dowry of our Hou family cannot be simple." Mrs. Wen Hou said with a thorn in her words: "She has something in her stomach that she can't hold back. She can't wait, so she made it on the spur of the moment. It’s too late to make purchases.”

Wen Hongyao helped: "You two sisters are the closest of flesh and blood. Zi Yuan and I are separated by one layer. Second sister, you live alone in Xiyuan, control the property of the second family, and send your concubine sister to our care. Why? Like something done by the flesh and blood of limbs?”

Lutang took a sip from the tea cup and said with a smile: "Zi Yun has liked to follow my eldest sister since she was a child. She has a deep friendship with her. Even when she gets married, she has to work with her as her husband. How dare I stop her?"

Wen Hongyao caught a glimpse of Zi Daan's hands protecting her lower abdomen, with a clear and innocent look on her face, and couldn't help but said in a strange tone: "The third sister is a concubine after all. She has had no control from her parents since she was a child, and the things she does are laughable."

Seeing that Wen Hongyao had a stern look on her face, Zi Dao knelt down and said aggrievedly: "When I served His Highness at Chongxian Temple, my younger sister was afraid that my eldest sister would blame me. But your Highness said that my eldest sister is a virtuous woman, and she would not agree to it again." Being sour and jealous, my younger sister just complied with His Highness's wishes. To this day, the eldest sister is trying to tease her in every possible way, until she doesn't know what to do..." After saying this, the pear blossom started to cry.

Wen Hongyao hated this bitch of hers the most, and Liu Mei cursed: "You little bitch dresses up in red and green clothes every day, with a charming look. That thief's eyes are always on His Highness, and His Highness will not let you go if you provoke him, don't Face bitch!”

Hearing the vicious scolding, Zi Qian immediately softened her waist and legs, collapsed on the ground and sobbed: "My elder sister scolded me, but my younger sister didn't dare to talk back. But then again, which daughter's family doesn't value honor? Although my younger sister has no honor, she can The child in her belly is full of seeds, and His Highness is watching over her carefully. My sister is not like that shameless whore who carries a wild seed from someone unknown and has to feed it to the dogs!"

These few sentences were directed at Sang and Huai, which made Wen Hongyao turn livid with anger. Mrs. Wenhou immediately became anxious, pointed at her nose and cursed: "You bastard little whore, you got pregnant before your marriage was settled, and the Hou Mansion gave you face? "

Zi Daan wiped her tears and sneered with her neck raised: "We are talking about our flesh and blood, but I will still call you aunt. When I leave the cabinet, I will be a serious prince's concubine, and you will have to be in line for the ceremony. I'm behind. Don't look at the eldest sister as a royal concubine. According to royal rules, a mother is more valuable than her son. Whoever gives birth to a prince is the rightful master!"

Wen Hongyao could no longer hold back her anger and threw the tea in her hand on her face.

Ziqian didn't wipe it off, and said with tears: "Sister, please stop being angry. Your Highness ignored the rules and accepted me while my sister was still in the boudoir. In the future, we will serve in the palace together. Your Highness will favor my sister a lot. I'm afraid that my sister will be favored." I’m so angry!”

A few words made Mrs. Wenhou fall to the ground with anger, and she trembled and cursed: "The little whore of the second wife, a bastard without a father and a mother!"

Wenhongyao also wanted to smash the tea cup, Lutang raised his hand to block it, and said with a smile: "We Ziyuan have been timid and timid since we were young, and we can only hide behind when seeing strangers. Ever since she followed her eldest sister in the front line, she has become really weak. He has a sharp tongue and works hard, and he comes out ahead in everything. In the end, it was my aunt and eldest sister who trained me well, and it has nothing to do with our second wife."

As soon as Lutang spoke, Ziqian knelt on the ground and turned around, wiping her tears and saying with a smile: "Second sister, you also heard about His Highness's appointment of my concubine yesterday. My sister is a concubine, and she has eaten delicious food since she was a child. The clothes have never been seen before my eyes. My father and mother left early, and my second sister has taken control of the family property. Should I let my younger sister spend her entire life to marry into Prince Jin's palace?"

What she said was really heartbreaking. Ever since her parents passed away, Zhang Xiaoniang had controlled the expenses and Lutang had eaten, drank and dressed like a concubine, for fear that she would be wronged in the slightest.

Even today, the silk gauze skirt Zi Yun wore was much more expensive than Lu Tang's homely clothes.

Lutang's heart was as clear as lightning, and he chuckled: "The third sister is the concubine of the King of Jin. I, the eldest sister, is just an untitled girl, so naturally I have to obey your orders. What do you want, the second sister, dare not to give it to you? ?”

Seeing that he had been captured, Zi Qian stood up quickly and said hurriedly: "My father's property and mother's dowry were settled by the clan elders in the past few months. My younger sister didn't dare to ask for more. My second sister gave me half, and I took it to Prince Jin's Mansion. To make a dowry.”

Mrs. Wenhou and Hongyao mother and daughter were stunned.

If she really let her take half of Wen's second wife's property, the dowry of the side concubine would be far greater than that of the main concubine.

Lutang sneered slightly and said, "You can just take my father's property. You also have to share half of my mother's dowry. I'm afraid you're losing your mind, right?"

Zi Qian knew that her aunt's mother's family was very rich, so she refused to let go at this moment. She snorted coldly: "A concubine's daughter is also her mother's child. Naturally, I have a share of mother's dowry!"

Wen Hongyao's mother and daughter saw their sisters quarreling over property and watched the battle with a sneer.

Zi Qian glanced at them, Yaoyao sat back on the chair and said: "There is another thing. It was not easy for my little mother Zhang to give birth to me and raise me. She died of illness in the Hou Mansion and was never sent away. I have She is the side concubine of the King of Jin, a person with imperial concubine, and my daughter-in-law, like my aunt, is the mother-in-law of His Highness the Prince of Jin. In a few days, I will ask my uncle to go to the ancestral hall to report to the elders of the clan and enshrine my daughter’s tablet, and she will be the same as my mother’s. Concubine."

When she brought up Zhang Xiaoniang, Susu and Ling'er couldn't help it at first. Lutang quickly picked up the tea cup, stopped the two maids from talking, and secretly took a peek at the Wen family's mother and daughter.

Zhang Xiaoniang was the main culprit who caused Wenhongyao to miscarry in public. The mother and daughter could not relieve their hatred even after they crushed her to ashes.

At this time, Wen Hongyao's face had turned pale, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent.

Mrs. Wen Hou laughed angrily, nodded to Zi Daan and said with a smile: "Three girls said it very well."

Lutang stood up and bowed to Mrs. Wenhou, then turned back to Ziyuan and said with a smile: "The third sister said that she was her mother's daughter, and the one who gave birth to her was Zhang Xiaoniang. I'm afraid the third sister is confused, and the preface is all wrong. No need to comment. Forget it, today I will give you half of my father's property. As for my mother's dowry, let me go back and think about whether I want something or an offering from my mother-in-law. When the third sister has figured it out, tell me again. .”

Zi Yan ignored her and hurriedly shouted: "Give me half of mother's things, and my mother-in-law will straighten her up and become an equal wife! In the future, His Highness the King of Jin will give his mother-in-law a royal title as his wife, and my mother-in-law's title will be equal to that of my aunt!"

There was an instant silence in the room. The masters and servants in the room were all silent, and no one dared to say a word.

With a smile on her lips, Lutang took a brocade box from Susu's hand, handed it to Wenhong Yao with her own hands, and whispered in her ear:

"Sister, I picked up something belonging to Zi Dao at Chongxian Temple that day, but I didn't have the nerve to give it to her, so I asked my eldest sister to hand it over on my behalf."

Lutang turned around and ordered his servants: "Last time, the four boxes of wedding gifts that His Royal Highness the King of Jin gave me were all moved out to Miss Third. From tomorrow on, I will accompany Miss Third to the warehouse in the West Garden. Everything she likes will be sent to me." Mark it and bring it to her when she leaves the cabinet."

After that, Lutang said goodbye to everyone and walked out of the hall without looking back.

Zi Yuan effortlessly obtained such a large dowry and couldn't help but feel extremely proud. She put her hand on her belly and whispered softly: "Good boy, don't listen to people saying strange things. Your mother is a noble daughter of a noble family, and her background is no better than others." Damn, your father loves your mother, so as long as you live up to your expectations, I’m not afraid that the crown prince’s position won’t be yours!”

When Wen Hongyao heard what she said, she was already dizzy with anger. She casually opened the brocade box handed over by Lutang and saw inside a moon-white satin violet bellyband with chaotic ink spots and two lines of poetry:

"Crying cuts off the slanting shadow of the sun, and the willow's small waist."

Wen Hongyao only glanced at it and couldn't help but clenched her fists. Two bright red nails that had been maintained for a long time were broken at the root.

That day in the small hall of Chongxian Temple, Xiao Yuanhui's Hu pen was dipped in fragrant ink, while Zi Daan untied his skirt and laid out his jade body.

When he was wearing only this bellyband, Xiao Yuanhui smiled with satisfaction, held the beauty's waist in his arms, and wrote on the clothes.

The ink spots and clothes fell to the ground at the same time, and the flower branches fell into pieces at this moment. Looking at this ink-dyed bellyband, one can think of the fragrant soft couch.

Wenhong medicine immediately filled his pupils with blood.

The sun is shining brightly in midsummer, and there are white porcelain and blue and white urns in the hall with many ice cubes placed to relieve the heat.

The round fan fanned out the slightest cool breeze, but her heart was filled with hot blood.

"Since your second sister is sharing half of your family property as a dowry, the eldest sister shouldn't be too stingy." Wen Hongyao's face turned from red to white, calmed down, and ordered the servants: "Bring the singing and dancing troupe and musicians who served the banquet yesterday Call them all."

Six dancers, two singers and a male musician, each holding a musical instrument, were kneeling outside the hall.

The leader of the class is Gong Kunyu, a music master who was raised in the Hou Mansion. He is in his twenties, has a handsome face and a mouth painted with vermilion, and his demeanor is like that of a famous actress.

"This troupe was raised by the Marquis Mansion. Although it is not as good as the Yuefu Huangzhong Dalu, it is a hundred times better than ordinary people's troupe. At yesterday's banquet, His Royal Highness Prince Jin praised him a lot." Wen Hongyao's eyes smiled softly, and the corners of his mouth showed. Pointed and white teeth said, "Leban gave me Zijian. You are pregnant and can't get out. It's good to listen to music to relieve your boredom."

The gift given to Leban was really extravagant and heavy. Zi Qian was overjoyed, but said with a smile: "The yard where my sister lives is too small, I'm afraid it will disturb others."

Wen Hongyao hated her for being frivolous, and sneered: "My sister is about to leave the cabinet, and the Hou Mansion can't build you a new house. If you want to be clean, go back to the West Garden to live with your second sister, or move to the east yard of the back garden, then It’s quiet and cool here, and the house is very spacious.”

The east courtyard of the back garden was just renovated at the beginning of the year. It was originally a residence for Mrs. Wenhou to cool down and cool down in the summer. It is naturally luxurious and luxurious. It's just because I'm not in the mood for so many things this summer that I didn't go there.

Zi Daan responded quickly: "The west garden has been deserted for a long time, and only the second sister is willing to guard it. The east courtyard of the back garden is just that, I will only stay temporarily for a few days. When I leave the pavilion in the morning and evening, I will still give it to my aunt and eldest sister."

After winning the flag for several days, Zijian was proud of herself. She walked out of the hall with her hand on the maid.

The band at the door quickly followed her and escorted her back to her room.

"What songs and dances do you know?"

The leader of the class, Gong Kunyu, bowed forward and answered. As expected, his voice was like the low cry of a broken jade phoenix from Kunshan, which was even more outstanding than his appearance.

"Back to Miss Third, the big dances are "Hu Xuan Dance", "Neon Dress Dance" and "Jinghong Dance", and the small dances are "Green Waist", "Zhe Branches" and "Lotus Picking". There will be more songs, and the big suite will have fifty sets. Xiao Ling will write three to five hundred poems."

Zi Daan smiled disdainfully and said, "Those familiar songs are not interesting to listen to."

Gong Kunyu hurriedly smiled and said: "Miss San, there are new songs if you want to listen to them. In addition to music, I have some knowledge of writing and writing. I can also write new lyrics now."

Seeing that he was talking clearly, Zi Xuan turned around and smiled sweetly: "Forget it, write a few more new songs and sing them at my wedding. If you please His Highness the King of Jin, I will give you a big reward."

"Thank you, Miss Third, for your kindness."