"Why is Brother Rong looking at me like this?" The princess frowned slightly, not because of Brother Rong's rude gaze, but because she didn't like the way Brother Rong leaned back and stared at people as if to escape. .
Brother Rong shook his head, and in order to cover up his raw attitude, he put on a smile and said, "I never thought that my aunt has such a side."
"That doesn't sound like a nice thing to say." The princess said this, and didn't care about Brother Rong's attitude. She slowly replied: "How can there be many true feelings in the family of people like us? They only care about profit. I only pity the family members. Women, no matter how lonely they are, actually bind people to a small place. They can't move or get out. They see the same faces day and night. They are also using the same pitiful maids and servants. "
"Whatever you enjoy, you have to pay for it."
"Enjoy..." Miss Zhen thought about this carefully and said, "This kind of enjoyment may not be what everyone wants."
"Auntie still has a choice, but most people don't have a choice from birth."
"You just accuse me of being pretentious." Miss Zhen Er hummed in annoyance, raised her face slightly and glanced sideways. "How could I not know this truth? It's just that I ignore everything that has nothing to do with me, and only sighs when it does implicate me. It's not easy to live a good life for yourself in the world, let alone a woman who is hidden in a boudoir. .”
Brother Rong said: "It's convenient for my aunt to come to the house. If you feel like she's being hidden, just move around more. She's also welcome in the family and has never treated her as an outsider."
Miss Zhen Er did not speak. Nodding gently and letting Brother Rong concretize the problem of imagery, he silently agreed to Brother Rong's invitation. I picked up the open book next to me again and read it immersedly, but I couldn't calm down.
She barely read two lines of words, but still couldn't hold back the impulse in her heart. Lifting up her delicate, dignified and elegant face, her pink and white skin evoked a hint of longing. Miss Zhen Er assumed her solemn posture as the princess of the county, her bright red thin lips parted lightly.
A clear and touching, but also clean and powerful voice came from the double red lips of the Princess of Beijing County.
"People have never reflected on what a terrible world this is. People are divided into three, six or nine classes. Those who stand in high places can fully enjoy wealth and glory and inner satisfaction. Although the second class cannot be rich, Expensive but relatively comfortable. As the level decreases, let alone wealth, the lowest level can hardly even have enough rice to fill their stomachs."
The Princess of Beijing County paused, put down the rolled book in her hand again, and continued.
"Yes, Grandma Zhu of your family still has choices, and even the maids around her have choices. At least she has enough food and clothing, and can have fun with you in a secluded place when she is lonely. Those who can barely survive As they go on, they have no extravagant expectations for their inner needs. Everything is just an opportunity, and they have no choice, so they have no fantasy and no hope. Therefore, at the root, they will not feel pain or how pitiful they are. "
The princess said with a forced smile on her face. Her red lips were still closing and opening, and sounds continued to come from her mouth.
"But those of us who can seem to have choices are more miserable than those who have no choice. Those of you who have never been elected will not think about becoming an official; those who have never seen the market will not be greedy even if they have no choice. It’s an act of strength. Brother Zhu’s daughter-in-law chose it, but who can understand the pressure and entanglement she is carrying in her heart? She put her life on the line and put off her whole life to get a moment of happiness today.”
As the princess said this, her words became more and more excited, and her bright eyes quietly became moist.
She pursed her red lips and said, "I respect people like Mr. Li. Even if his behavior is not shameful in the world, he can still live like a living person. It's not like some people who live one day at a time." People live their lives guarding a splendid but devoid of human room for who knows how many years. It’s like a sparrow locked in a golden birdcage. It can call a few times self-righteously, but it still lives invisibly. The days of man.”
Brother Rong was stunned after listening, watching the mist in the eyes of the Princess of Beijing County, and was thinking about how to comfort her. The princess took a slow breath, picked up the book and read it intently.
As a result, Brother Rong had a lot of words stuck in his throat and couldn't say anything.
It was simply depressing and uncomfortable.
He had no choice but to bow angrily and leave in person.
But because of this accident, Grandma Zhu Li Wan was embarrassed and ran to Cong Lutang openly. Although the princess of Beijing County didn't care, Li Wan, a shy woman, felt shy and awkward in her heart.
Early that morning, Jia Zheng of Xifu packed his bags and specially called Brother Rong over for another round of explanations. It was easy for Brother Rong to get jealous eyes from him. Although he didn't say anything to his face, Brother Rong knew it in his heart.
However, unexpectedly, after seeing Jia Zheng off that day, the ancestor of Xifu summoned Brother Rong to talk.
"Thanks to the emperor's favor, Zheng'er accepted the assignment and went to work. The family always needs a man who can take care of things." The old lady took Brother Rong's hand affectionately and said with a kind smile: "Since Master Zheng has told you to take care of things, The ladies in our inner house will definitely support it too. Don’t look at the women in the inner house who are ignorant, and Brother Rong will just be angry and ignore it."
"What did my ancestor say? My great-grandson is just worried about living up to Mr. Zheng's expectations."
"My ancestors value you, but they still come up with this kind of excuse to bluff people." Sister Feng next to her suddenly smiled and added: "Ji Guancheng's family has a child, how have I ever seen a young boy as big as you? .”
Next to her, Aunt Xue also smiled and echoed, the other grandmothers and girls also laughed non-stop, and all the women and maids also hid their faces and had fun.
Brother Rong secretly glanced at Sister Feng and thought to himself: Some places are born big.
The old lady laughed and said happily: "How can such a good sir act like a horse in the mountains?"
Brother Rong laughed and said: "Not to mention the great-grandson who has inherited the title, even if he becomes a high-ranking official, he is just a village fool's red shirt in front of our ancestors. He can't get on the stage, even if he sings and makes a big fuss Tian Tian also only wants to amuse his ancestors."
"It's ridiculous." The old lady smiled, glared, and half-truthfully blamed: "Even at home, you can't talk nonsense. Our family can't make you a great saint."
Brother Rong curled his lips and said, "Then I have become Bima Wen, who raises horses?"
"Ouch, my ancestors, look at this brother. He actually said that he was avoiding horse plague. Wouldn't he be scolding our whole family? Even our ancestors can't avoid it." Wang Xifeng looked at the excitement and shouted, "The ancestors subdued the monkey head here today and kept it under the mountain for five hundred years to prevent him from causing trouble again."
The old lady laughed and hummed: "I'm old, don't make things between you two irritating. We have to keep a close eye on the internal and external affairs of our family. It's okay for Feng Yatou to live in the east. Whenever there's something going on at home, it's okay. The house can be ventilated faster."
As soon as this sound fell, many people in the room suddenly changed their expressions. Even Brother Rong and Sister Feng had a flash of embarrassment on their faces. The two looked at each other and hurriedly avoided pretending to be nothing.
But he was annoyed by Mrs. Xing and Mrs. Wang who were standing next to the old lady. In the past, there were at best some not-so-good rumors circulating in the house, and no one could prove the exact relationship between Mistress Lian and Uncle Xiao Rong.
Now the old lady's words meant that she was on the side of Brother Rong and Sister Feng.
How?
Do you want both governments to acquiesce in the absurd relationship between these two people?
Mrs. Xing was the first to be unwilling. It's not anything else, it's just that the bosses of Xifu have lost face, and she has also lost face as the eldest wife. He couldn't control these two juniors, and he also lost his dignity, and the anger in his heart was as strong as adding a bucket of tung oil.
Mrs. Xing dared to get angry, but she didn't dare to speak in person. I had no choice but to say tactfully: "Brother Rong is busy with official duties. Lian'er is a few years older than him and a generation older. Lian'er used to be in charge of the affairs inside and outside the mansion. Now that Lian'er has returned to the mansion, Lian'er is in charge of him anyway. Being in charge of affairs is not only justified, but also does not wrong anyone."
Although Brother Rong was not very good at grasping the key points, he also understood what Mrs. Xing wanted to express. It is nothing more than asking Jia Lian to continue to manage the foreign affairs of Rongguo Mansion, and at the same time asking the two governments to compensate Jia Lian for his grievances in certain matters.
In fact, it was said that it was to compensate Jia Lian, and on the surface it was asking Jia Lian to take charge of the affairs, but in fact it was just that he wanted the big house to take charge and the big house to benefit.
Jia Lian didn't listen to Jia She and Mrs. Xing.
Brother Rong curled his lips. In fact, he didn't think about things in Xifu. Unless he encountered something big that he had to take care of, he really didn't have that experience. As for compensating Jia Lian for his grievances, this guy had borrowed nearly ten thousand taels of silver from Lin Ruhai and Xue Pan in Yangzhou, but in the end it was Brother Rong who paid for it.
Although money is not worth love.
Brother Rong was not honest in his actions, but Jia Lian himself did not feel aggrieved. It would be best if Jia Lian and Wang Xifeng separated early.
The old lady also smiled and said: "Brother Lian naturally takes care of the small things at home, and the big things should be decided after discussion between the two governments. The ladies in our inner house don't know much about these things. Let them act like men." Just go and do it."
When everyone saw the old lady saying this, they were speechless. But Ms.
The old lady didn't give them another chance to talk, so they all dispersed, leaving Sister Feng to talk. In fact, everyone knows in their hearts that the old lady is no longer in charge of the family when she is old, so she just takes pride in the filial piety of her children and grandchildren. In fact, the old lady has nothing to do with the big affairs in the house.
Mrs. Xing complained like this just because she wanted to get more convenience from the old lady in her house.
Everyone dispersed from the old lady's room. Brother Rong was about to go to the corner gate of Rong Mansion when Ying'er, the maid beside Baochai, hurried over.
"The girl asked the uncle to go to the garden later."
Before Brother Rong could ask where he was, Ying'er ran away in a hurry. He looked back, but he didn't want to see Baochai and Ying'er leaving. He also saw Aunt Xue leading the maid walking slowly behind the crowd.
Brother Rong couldn't go over to ask questions, so he had to go back to Dongfu and change his clothes before making calculations. He also took his little follower Que'er and left, thinking carefully about what Baochai would do to find him.
I laughed secretly in my heart, maybe this girl missed me too.
After taking the maid to the corner gate of Ningguo Mansion, they saw a strange figure standing outside, neither entering nor leaving.
Brother Rong asked the gatekeeper, "What's going on?"
The boy replied: "I don't know, this man just brought a letter and said he wanted to give it to the uncle. He didn't tell the origin, and he refused to hand over the letter. He just regarded it as a casual guest. I don’t know how many people like this come every month, so I don’t need to pay attention to them.”
Brother Rong glanced at the man standing at the door. He was also dressed like a scholar. Qing Kexiang, who was somewhat interested in the opportunity, just nodded and ignored him.
At the right time, the scholar hurriedly raised his head, looked at Brother Rong and shouted, "But Sir Rong is in person. The student has something important to tell you."
Uncle Rong turned around and said, "What's the matter? If it's a matter of surrendering, don't say anything. The Jia family is small and can't help you."
The scholar hurriedly took out an envelope from his arms and shouted: "The student has been entrusted by someone to pass on a message. Please Sir Rong listen to it before making a decision."
"Huh? What about that."
"Sir Rong, do you still remember the hundreds of ships of heavenly things that were destroyed at the Taoyuan County wharf last year?"
"Oh?" Uncle Rong narrowed his eyes and looked at the person in front of him carefully. He found that the other party's legs were shaking uncontrollably, but the other party held the envelope tightly with both hands and handed it over, with a look of determination in his eyes.
Uncle Rong asked: "Who asked you to come?"
The scholar gritted his teeth and replied: "Sir, please read the letter before speaking."
Brother Rong stretched out his hand suspiciously, but never thought that the other party would suddenly stop his hand and asked again: "How do you prove that you are Lord Rong of Ningguo Mansion?"
Jia Rong was surprised and speechless, but the boy guarding the door rushed over and shouted: "Stop your dog's eyes, are there any other uncles in the Ningguo Mansion besides the Duke?"
Brother Rong saw the scholar being frightened by the boy and waved the boy away. Instead, he took out a Panlong Jade Pendant from his body. He smiled and said, "Many people know that King Zhongshun gave me a piece of jade in the past. Other items can be faked, but no one dares to fake this thing."
The scholar craned his neck and took a closer look. Not everyone can carve a coiled dragon, and not everyone can own a coiled dragon jade. He hurriedly pushed out his hands and said: "Sir, please check the letter."
Brother Rong pondered that the owner of this letter was also interesting, and he actually found such a cautious scholar Leng Tou. Slowly he took the letter out of the scholar's hand and opened it.
Just after taking a look, Uncle Rong's expression suddenly changed.
The little bird next to her curiously looked at the letter paper and could only see the words "Huai'an Prefecture", "Ping'an Prefecture", "Mrs. Bai Zun", etc. Uncle Rong folded it up before reading the whole content.
Que'er couldn't help but feel nervous, but she heard Uncle Rong say back to the scholar: "Act according to the law and deal with it according to the law."
The scholar nodded hurriedly and ran away, and Uncle Rong also walked into the house expressionlessly.
Xiaoqueer was stunned for a moment, feeling uncomfortable. Seeing that the uncle had already entered the corner door, he quickly picked up his skirt and chased after him. However, the little maid's methods are not very clever, and she can't get out of the uncle's words no matter how she talks around.
After the uncle entered the yard, the little maid wanted to secretly take out the letter, but she saw that the letter had been put into the incense burner and burned.
Que'er felt empty in her heart and couldn't help but wonder if something had happened to her godmother.
