After Dai Quan left, Jia Mu said calmly: "Ms. Zhao, please send someone to bring this imperial edict to the ancestral hall for worship."
Aunt Zhao - she should be called Mrs. Zhao at this time - Mrs. Zhao couldn't help but ask: "Ancestor, is this edict for me? I wonder what the edict says?"
Jia Mu said helplessly: "This imperial edict is to ennoble you as the fifth-grade imperial wife, and also to promote you as an equal wife. From now on, you are the wife, no longer an aunt."
If it were in the past, Aunt Zhao would have been so happy when she heard that she was named Madam Gaoming, and her rank was the same as Madam Wang's.
But at this moment, there was no hint of joy on her face.
She even started to cry and cried: "Brother Huan paid for this with his life. I would rather not get the reward from Lao Shizi, as long as my brother Huan lives well."
Mother Jia couldn't help but said: "Ms. Zhao, Brother Huan is not dead, he is still alive and well! It turns out that he found a pool in the forest and hid in the pool to escape this disaster."
Hearing this, Aunt Zhao couldn't help but grabbed Jia Mu's arm, and asked with surprise and fear: "Ancestor, are you not lying to me? Is this all true? Huan'er, is it true? Are you living a good life?"
Jia Mu said helplessly: "Why should I lie to you with such things? Brother Huan is in the house now, and I am afraid he is still at Yu'er's place in Xiaoxiang Pavilion! If you don't believe it, go and have a look and you will know."
After hearing this, how could Mrs. Zhao still be patient? She hurriedly let go of Jia Mu and ran to Xiaoxiang Pavilion.
After a while, she entered the Xiaoxiang Pavilion panting and sweating. Her hair was disheveled, and she didn't even notice.
Those maids and women were busy greeting her, but Mrs. Zhao didn't hear them at all. She rushed into the inner room and saw Jia Huan beside the bed.
"Huan'er!"
There was a shout at the door, and Mrs. Zhao (it's so awkward, let's call her Aunt Zhao from now on, just think it's her name) couldn't help but shed tears.
When Jia Huan saw Aunt Zhao, she couldn't help but feel a little guilty.
He only thought about Sister Lin, but he forgot about his mother.
He quickly whispered: "Mom, I'm fine. I was just about to visit you, but I didn't expect that my mother came over first."
"Sister Lin mistakenly believed the rumors and thought that I was buried in the flames and could not survive the illness. She had just fallen asleep at this moment, and she would not be able to sleep well if she did not hold my hand."
Aunt Zhao looked at Jia Huan for a long time, then suddenly said: "Brother Huan, don't call me mother anymore, you have to call me wife. You don't know yet, right?"
"Today, the emperor has granted me the rank of fifth-grade imperial concubine. The rank is the same as that of the wife, and he also treats me as an equal wife! Haha, from now on, I am also a wife."
Jia Huan said speechlessly: "Mom, uh, madam, how could I not know? I was the one who asked for your royal decree for you!"
Hearing this, Aunt Zhao couldn't help but blush again.
She couldn't help but said: "It's a good idea, the emperor wants to make me his royal wife! It turns out it was Brother Huan who asked for it for my mother."
"Brother Huan, you are indeed a good person. It's not in vain that my mother loves you so much."
Jia Huan said quietly: "Madam, Sister Lin just went to bed. She hasn't had a good rest in the past two days, so let her have a good rest. Mother, please go back first."
Aunt Zhao nodded and said, "That's fine."
After going out, Aunt Zhao finally remembered that something was wrong.
She couldn't help but secretly spat: "Huh! People say: A little house sparrow with a long tail will forget his mother after marrying him! This little bastard's wife hasn't even married yet, but he has forgotten my mother first."
Although there was disgust in his mouth, there was no anger on his face.
She saw with her own eyes that Brother Huan was fine, and her worries disappeared. At this time, her clever IQ took over the high ground again.
Aunt Zhao thought about it for a while, and she picked it up consciously or unconsciously when walking, imitating Mrs. Wang's style.
It's just that temperament cannot be learned by imitating others.
Aunt Zhao's style not only did not make her more dignified, but actually looked particularly funny.
But she herself enjoyed it.
When he was about to reach his yard, he met Tanchun head-on.
Tanchun frowned when he saw Aunt Zhao's pretentious look. He wanted to say something but finally endured it.
Then he saluted and said, "I've met my wife."
When she heard the word wife, the corners of Aunt Zhao's mouth split open, and the smile on her face could no longer be concealed.
Her usual dislike of Tanchun had already been forgotten.
She waved her hands and said with a smile: "Tan girl, you are also a good person. You can go ahead and come to my place often when you have time."
"Yes, ma'am."
After Tanchun left, Aunt Zhao had already arrived in front of her own small yard.
However, she did not enter her yard, but turned and walked forward.
There is no clear purpose, just go where there are more people.
She wanted to hear people call her madam, and she wanted to see if anyone else didn't know the news.
If there is anyone who still doesn't know, maybe she will publicize it.
It's just that in Jia's mansion, it can be regarded as the place where news spreads fastest.
In less than half an hour, the news spread throughout the entire Rongguo Mansion.
After hearing the news, no one did not envy Aunt Zhao.
Aunt Zhao used to be a clown-like figure that she personally hated, but now she has become noble just because she gave birth to a good son like Third Master.
Mrs. Wupingaoming!
Not to mention Aunt Zhao, a humble concubine, even Second Mistress Lian, a real grandma, has not yet found a royal life.
At this time, Wang Xifeng's silver teeth were almost broken. Jealousy made her look ferocious and her walls separated.
Aunt Zhao, this clown, a stupid woman who she used to teach casually, has now been named the fifth-grade imperial wife, the same level as the wife!
She, a real grandma, has not yet obtained her royal title, so how can anyone reason with her?
And that's not all, I didn't expect Brother Huan to come back alive again.
In this case, their attempt to acquire Dongfu's property would naturally come to nothing.
How could she not hate it when she saw the money in her hand fly away again?
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Besides, Aunt Zhao only goes to crowded places. When those maids and women saw Aunt Zhao, they all respectfully called her "ma'am."
The flattering words flowed out like a rolling river.
This was the first time for Aunt Zhao to receive such flattery from someone. She felt that her whole life had been sublimated. All the 36,000 sweat pores in her body were relaxed, and her whole body was so floating that she almost wanted to ascend to heaven.
And then, Aunt Zhao happily walked around Rongguo Mansion, and specifically chose places with many people.
Unknowingly, she came to Mrs. Wang's courtyard and saw Mrs. Wang walking towards her.
The fear of the past has taken deep root. When she saw Mrs. Wang, Aunt Zhao's demeanor immediately calmed down and she hurriedly saluted and said, "I've met Mrs. Wang." (End of this chapter)
