"Their family is all Lingpan people, so we won't have to deal with each other in the future. We will just return the gift later." Jia Rong said to Ke Qing.
"It is said to be a specialty of the Jinling belt, but everything is extraordinary and not cheap." Ke Qing said worriedly, "How can we get anything of equal value back to them?"
Brother Rong scratched her nose and said with a smile: "Look at you like a miser. Although our family is not as rich as the Xue family, we can still get this return gift. Besides, we really want to get back the same value as theirs." It's rude to have something for you. Don't worry about him if you've already accepted it."
As he spoke, Uncle Rong's hands began to move wildly.
Five months.
Do you know how I spent these five months?
"Don't move." Keqing slapped away Uncle Rong's mischievous hand and said angrily, "If you want to do something bad, I'll talk to my wife to reason with you."
Uncle Rong rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "I've been watching my wife and Aunt Xue stay with her all morning. I'm afraid she'll be tired, so I'll give you a massage on your shoulders to relax."
Qin Keqing asked doubtfully: "Didn't you lie to me?"
"When did I ever lie to you?" Brother Rong said with a smile, took Ke Qing's little hand and pressed it gently. "You feel it, but it's still comfortable."
Keqing was made trouble by him holding his hand, and when he saw Baozhuruizhuqueer and others had different expressions, Qin Keqing glared at them. She felt the bursts of heat coming from Uncle Rong's palms seeming to flow from her fingers to her arms and into her heart. Her cheeks turned red and her heart was beating wildly.
Brother Rong has been a monk for five months, but Qing has also been his companion for a few months. But Qing may not have smelled the scent of Uncle Rong for a long time. Now that she was so close and smelled the familiar scent again, she felt inexplicably panicked. He said softly: "Uncle, you are still observing your filial piety..."
"I didn't do anything bad." Brother Rong said shamelessly, "I just wanted to hold my wife's hand and give her a massage."
Although Qin Keqing felt so bad, she couldn't bear to resist. After just a slight struggle, Uncle Rong let Uncle Rong hold his little hand to cause trouble.
Uncle Rong was not polite, talking about the benefits of pressing here, and what about here. His pair of claws first played with Ke Qing's fingers, then climbed up to the palms and backs of his hands, and then his arms.
Slowly...Uncle Rong pressed Keqing's shoulders again, and then her waist...
"Oops!" Qin Keqing suddenly covered her chest and hid in the inner room. Her voice came from the inner room, "Master, please bear with it a little longer, there are only seven months left."
Uncle Rong almost cried when he heard that there were still seven months left. Although he is not a lustful ghost, there are beautiful maids coming and going in the house, and his own wife is a beauty who hangs around in front of him every day.
This is simply torture!
Might as well go to the temple to observe mourning! At least these thoughts disappear without being able to see them.
well……
A deep sigh. Brother Rong walked out of the room and met the three maids with strange looks. Rui Zhuizhu was snickering, but Queer stopped talking.
Uncle Rong snorted, "Go put a basin of cold water for me to take a bath."
After a while, the water in the room was put. Brother Rong had just entered when he saw Que'er standing by the bathtub in cool clothes, shyly calling out: "Uncle."
He almost frightened Uncle Rong, "Who asked you to be here? Get out."
"Quer will take care of the uncle for bathing." Que'er whispered.
Brother Rong, how dare you let this girl serve you? This girl definitely has some plans for her body. He picked up her clothes to cover Queer's flat chest and pushed out the door.
"Phew, it was so dangerous! I almost made a mistake." Brother Rong sat in the tub to calm down without taking off his clothes, "It's comfortable, it's so comfortable!"
Ruizhu Zhuzhu outside saw Que'er being kicked out. Ruizhu smiled and said, "I knew you got in with your hoof, so you must have been kicked out."
Bao Zhu straightened his body and said in a bluff: "If grandma didn't know that uncle doesn't like you, how could she let you stay in the courtyard? You know this time, stay here honestly, and don't dare to do it again next time If you have any weird thoughts, I will tell my wife."
Huh, what do you know. If the wife wants to know that the uncle has taken me into his house, it will be too late for her to be happy. Que'er pouted and wanted to refute but looked at herself and compared it with Rui Zhuizhu. It was indeed a bit pitiful, and he immediately smiled and said: "Two good sisters, I want to ask my sisters for advice..."
From then on, Jia Rong did not want to go back to the yard on weekdays. Standing in the waterside pavilion every day, looking at the sparkling water, or looking up at the sun, if there was not always a little maid following behind him, he would definitely look like a lonely poet.
Uncle Rong is counting the days day by day. Half a month later, the rainy season came, and it rained continuously in Shenjing for a month.
"Is our Zhuangzi okay?"
"It's okay around Shenjing. The ones affected are several towns along the Chaohe River." Brother Qiang returned.
"Has the shortage of workers in the kiln been resolved?"
Jia Qiang said: "I came here today just to talk to Brother Rong about this. Summer and autumn are busy farming seasons. Although the rain has lightened now, the day laborers have all gone to work on farming."
"Just hire someone to do the processing. There will always be people who are willing to do it," Brother Rong said.
Brother Qiang nodded and said: "Brother Rong, have you heard about today's court meeting? Now the charges against the three old princes will be announced to the whole country. Forty charges against Prince Yi Zhong and charges against Prince Yong Zhong are detailed. Twenty-eight crimes, fourteen crimes against Prince Jinzhong! Another lot of heads are about to fall."
"Where did you hear these things?"
"Today, I specially ordered a prefecture and county government office to post an announcement. Today, the announcement was spread throughout the capital, and in a few days it will be known to the whole country." Jia Qiang said with a look of luck on her face: "Fortunately, the Wang family has been promoted to the governor of nine provinces. , otherwise our Jia family will also be in bad luck."
Jia Rong laughed and said, "What does this have to do with whether the Wang family will be promoted or not?"
"I don't know either. I overheard a few words discussed by people in the city on the way here." Jia Qiang curled her lips and added, "As long as the Jia family is not implicated."
Could it be that the fact that the Jia family was ransacked later had something to do with this? Brother Rong suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. If he was really being resented because of this matter, it would be useless no matter what he did.
In the battle for the right to inherit the throne, the loser loses all, with no chance of a comeback.
It rained in Shenjing for a long time and didn't stop until July.
On the seventh day of July, the Qiao Qiao Festival, Sister Feng gave birth.
"Today is not a good day." Youshi shook her head and sighed, "July 7th, the destiny is Yin, born with hardship, and few relatives. Sister Feng will have a hard time in the future."
Brother Rong smiled and said, "My wife is superstitious again. How can there be such a thing?"
Youshi smiled bitterly and said, "I hope it's just nonsense from a fortune teller."
At this time, the maid who went to Xifu to inquire came back and said: "Go back to Madam, uncle and grandma, Second Grandma Lian has given birth to a sister."
Another sigh.
Brother Rong also knew what You was sighing about. Everyone in the Rongguo Mansion hoped that Sister Feng would give birth to a brother. Now that she has become a sister, Mrs. Xing and Mrs. Wang will inevitably have some grudges in their hearts.
He looked at Ke Qing and frowned, took her hand and said: "In my opinion, boys and girls are the same. They are all my own children. There is no difference."
