Qiao Jianghong couldn't say this because he wanted to save face, and his face would be dull if he talked about his wife's dowry.
Besides, An Qi'en had always had a cold and indifferent attitude towards him. If he hadn't gone to sit in her yard every now and then, she might have forgotten that she still had him as her husband.
An Qi'en spent a lot of dowry on his treatment before, but later she earned the dowry back by relying on her own ability. She was extremely kind to him, and he really couldn't say this.
Mrs. Qiao saw him lowering his head and keeping silent, sighed and said: "Without money, how can the Hou Mansion gain a foothold in Shangjing? I heard that many disaster victims have come to Shangjing recently. In a few days, all the reputable families in Shangjing will build porridge Sheng, this is a meritorious deed. Being able to win favor with His Majesty will be beneficial to your career.'"
"Now the Hou Mansion is in a state of affairs. As the head mistress of the Hou Mansion, she should stand with the Hou Mansion. What you did with her dowry is absolutely justified."
Qiao Jianghong knew it was true. An Qien's dowry was expensive. If she was willing to pay for it now, the Hou Mansion would be able to overcome this difficulty.
But how could he speak?
"Grandma, how could I open this mouth?"
He had a troubled look on his face, his brows were wrinkled like twine, and his heart was anxious and tangled.
Mrs. Qiao's eyebrows were a little displeased and she threatened him directly: "You are the lord of the Hou Mansion. I have given you my idea. If you don't want to do it right and want to lose face, it's up to you!"
She paused for a moment and felt it was time to tell him something important: "Wang Ru is also pregnant. If you want the child to be born and drink the northwest wind, why don't you just go on like this!"
Qiao Jianghong was startled and looked at Mrs. Qiao with shock in his pupils: "Yes?"
"No one in the house knows about this, so you have to keep it a secret, Qing Cui, Shu Li's children have been in trouble one after another. If one more person knows, there will be more risks."
Qiao Jianghong was overjoyed!
Mrs. Qiao added: "I have broken this matter into pieces and told it to you. It's up to you whether you do it or not."
She said this with an angry and threatening tone, and she would not care about the prince's wishes in the future.
Qiao Jianghong's heart was already shaken. He thought that when things were better in the future, he would return these things to An Qien.
Now I am just borrowing it for a while.
.....
Qiao Jianghong came to Qiushui Residence. As soon as he walked into the yard, he saw the shadow of lights swaying reflected on the window, and the beautiful shadow of An Qien, who was looking down at a book.
She was always eager to learn. Nine out of ten times he came here, he saw An Qien reading.
His steps slowed down, and a complex feeling lingered in his heart. The person in the shadow of the window looked so beautiful, like a fairy who didn't know the world, but he wanted to drag her into the dust to deal with these shabby things.
Qiao Jianghong was hesitant to go in. At this moment, Bai Lu came out to close the door and saw Qiao Jianghong.
"Your Majesty." Bai Lu bowed and saluted.
Qiao Jianghong could only walk in.
An Qien's eyes froze while she was reading. Finally, when Qiao Jianghong arrived, she calmly picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
Qiao Jianghong walked in with his hands behind his waist: "You are still reading so late at night, be careful with your eyes."
His voice was gentle, and his tone was the tone a husband would use when speaking to his wife.
An Qien put the book on the table and stood up from the couch: "Your Majesty."
Qiao Jianghong came over and sat on the other side of the couch, and glanced at the book on the table, which was "Zengguang Xianwen".
"Qi'en, if it were a man, he would definitely be the number one scholar. He is so studious and proficient in everything. It is a blessing for the Hou family to marry you."
An Qien smiled faintly: "Your Majesty, I'm sorry. I'm just here to pass the time. It's a virtue for a woman to have no talent. I can't compare to a man."
Bai Lu came over and poured a cup of tea for Qiao Jianghong, then silently stepped aside.
"You are more knowledgeable and talented than most women."
It was still difficult for him to get straight to the point, so he could only lay the groundwork by flattery.
An Qien still smiled lightly.
In order to lighten the atmosphere, Qiao Jianghong said casually: "Look where you are. I saw the shadow on your window from the outside and you are very serious."
An Qi'en picked up the book and read in a pleasant voice: "I saw this paragraph: A gentleman loves money and gets it wisely; a chaste woman loves sex and accepts it with courtesy..."
Qiao Jianghong's face turned imperceptibly uglier. How could he speak?
She was reading, "A gentleman loves money and gets it in a proper way. If he shamelessly proposed it now, An Qi'en would definitely treat him as a villain."
An Qien raised his eyes and smiled lightly and said: "Just like Confucius said: A gentleman has nothing to eat and nothing to live in. If he is sensitive to things and careful in his words, he will be righteous and righteous. In the same way, wealth and honor are the most important things for people." If you don't follow the way to get what you want, you won't be able to get there. Poverty and lowliness are what people hate. If you don't follow the way to get it, you won't get there."
Qiao Jianghong silently wiped away the cold sweat in his heart. He lowered his eyes and took a sip of tea to relieve the embarrassment and anxiety in his heart.
An Qien put down the book, and he laughed dryly and agreed: "It makes sense."
"What's the matter with His Majesty coming here so late?" she asked softly.
"No, no, come and see you." He felt that An Qi'en would be suspicious of falsehood when he said this, and added: "I know about Shuli. Grandma has already punished her to kneel in the ancestral hall."
An Qien put down the book and looked considerate: "She is a bit petty, but it is precisely because she cares so much about the prince."
Qiao Jianghong nodded slightly, stood up and said, "It's getting late. You should rest early. I'll come over to see you another day."
An Qien stood up and sent Qiao Jianghong off: "Your Majesty, please go slowly."
Qiao Jianghong left in a depressed mood.
Bai Lu closed the door and happily asked An Qien: "Madam, your guess is really accurate. I'm afraid the prince will not be able to explain to the old lady."
An Qien yawned and was in a great mood: "Sleep, I'm still busy tomorrow."
"My servant will undress you."
Bai Lu stepped forward to serve. After An Qien went to bed, Bai Lu lowered the curtain and blew out the oil lamp...
.......
Qiao Jianghong took a leave of absence from the palace and would be preparing for the recovery banquet in the palace these days. He didn't know what Mrs. Qiao meant by hosting this recovery banquet, but he still followed Mrs. Qiao's wishes out of filial piety.
He didn't have anything to do about the recovery banquet. An Qi'en had already purchased all the basic things he needed, so he used this as an excuse to take a few days off at home.
When he went to Cunju Hall last night, the oil lamp in Liang Wanru's room had gone out, so he didn't go to see her.
Early in the morning, he went directly from Ruying's room to Liang Wanru's place for breakfast.
Before he had even taken two bites of the meal, he couldn't hold back the joy in his heart. He held Liang Wanru's hand and said, "Don't worry, I will treat you mother and son well. My grandmother told me about this. Thank you for your hard work during this time." ."
"I don't have to work hard for a poor concubine. With the prince caring about me, I have nothing to fear."
Afraid?
"What are you afraid of?" Qiao Jianghong blurted out.
