When everyone heard this, their hearts sank. Even risking death, it seems that Wu Yanling has made up her mind.
"Miss Sixth, our ancestors asked you to come over."
Upon hearing this, Gu Qingwan looked at Jiang Hongwen. She is only responsible for medical treatment, and the marriage discussions in the house have nothing to do with her.
Jiang Hongwen blinked at her with an innocent look. I'm sorry, Qingguan, my ancestor believes in you, but there's nothing I can do about it.
"Good boy, I just want to ask you one question, can this woman come in?"
Gu Qingguan stood in front of the couch, thought about it seriously, and said loudly: "Since ancestors believe in me, I will tell the truth and I can't get in."
She had tasted Wu Yanling's methods before, and they were many times more powerful than those of the two concubines. Her thoughts were unfathomable, and with Zhao Huayang behind her, she was an even more difficult woman to deal with.
In Yangu Temple, she had always remembered the story of the mother and daughter setting up a series of plots, but she had not yet freed up her hands to take care of it.
Mr. Liu can only read and has a simple mind. If he marries such a person as his wife, I am afraid that the Jiang family will never be able to live in peace again.
After hearing this, the ancestor's slightly narrowed eyes suddenly widened, "Good boy, help me up."
"Ancestor, are you trying to..."
"Good boy, this matter cannot be delayed any longer. The century-old reputation of the Jiang family cannot be ruined in the hands of a villain."
Gu Qingguan saw that her eyes were clear and she seemed to have made up her mind, so she hurriedly stepped forward to support her.
In the guest room, the fragrance of medicine lingers.
In the embroidery tent, Wu Yanling's head was wrapped in gauze, her beautiful eyes were tightly closed, and her face was pale and bloodless.
Jiang Hongyan looked sad in front of the bed. He held the little hand of his dear one tightly with both hands. His eyes were fixed and he couldn't move away from each other at all. Even when his ancestor came, he didn't salute.
The ancestor sat down in the Grand Master's chair, and the dragon-headed chair stick hit the ground hard.
"Hongyan, come here and kneel down."
Jiang Hongyan hesitated for a long time, then finally put down Wu Yanling's hand and fell to his knees.
"I beg you, ancestor, to show mercy and help your grandson. From now on, your grandson will listen to you and will never disobey you in the slightest."
The ancestor sneered and looked at Zhao Huayang beside the bed with an arrow-like gaze. "There are five moral ethics in the human world. The king is like a king, the minister is like a minister, the father is like father, and the son is like son. There is affection and righteousness, and relatives love each other. This is how human beings should be. Husband and wife have different hearts, brothers and sisters hurt each other, friends deceive each other, are unkind and untrustworthy, and violate ethics. , Even if you have a human body, you are not considered an adult. You are familiar with the books of sages, but you are not a minister.
A son who is not a son is not benevolent and has no faith, so he is not worthy of being a human being. "
Jiang Hongyan looked guilty and shed tears, "Old ancestor, my grandson is wrong, but my grandson really loves her and cannot leave her for a moment."
Qingguan looked at his affectionate look and sighed in her heart. No matter how many books you read, no matter how good your knowledge is, what's the use? If you can't see the world clearly, and you can't distinguish right from wrong, you will be at a loss. Just as I was thinking about it, I heard my ancestor say again: "You keep asking me to fulfill it, okay, I will fulfill it for you. However, this woman is a sinner. The Jiang family is loyal and patriotic. You are not worthy of being a human being, but your father and brothers still want it." To establish a foothold in this capital, it is right for this woman to take her as a concubine.
There is someone else in the room. "
When Zhao Huayang heard that his daughter was going to be a concubine, he was so angry that his eyebrows stood up, "My daughter, a noble lady, must never be a concubine!"
The ancestor stood up slowly, looked directly into Zhao Huayang's eyes, and sneered at the corner of his mouth, "Being a concubine is already a promotion for her. If Hongyan hadn't taken a liking to her, this woman would have become a slave in the Jiang Mansion. I still think she has evil intentions. ”
"You..." Zhao Huayang rolled his eyes in anger.
The ancestor walked up to her step by step on crutches, with no concealed disdain in his eyes, "Zhao Huayang, you know some things and I know them, but it's hard to hear them. What happened at Yangu Temple back then, you really thought I was dim-sighted and knew nothing. Do you know?"
Zhao Huayang broke out in a cold sweat, his mouth opened and closed, and he was extremely frightened. If this matter were to be turned over, the mother and daughter would definitely not be able to live with it.
The ancestor glanced at the people on the bed and raised his voice slightly, "I want to tell you clearly, even if your daughter dies in the Jiang family, I am not afraid of it. If you don't want to quarrel, it is the Jiang family who wants this. Face, secondly, Jiang Hongyan is my grandson."
Zhao Huayang couldn't say a word in rebuttal. He gritted his teeth desperately to prevent the hatred on his face from showing.
The ancestor raised his head high and said with understanding in his eyes, "Come here, please place Miss Wu in the Lengyue Courtyard in the northwest corner. Let's put wine in the house tonight for the sixth master to take care of his aunt."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Hongyan knelt down in front of her and kowtowed repeatedly to express his gratitude, "Thank you, ancestor, for the blessing. Thank you, ancestor, for the blessing."
A kind of lovesickness, two worries, as long as he and Ling'er can be together, no matter whether they are the main wife or the maid, he is willing.
The ancestor looked at him condescendingly, with indescribable disappointment in her eyes. She was a top scholar, full of poems and books, but in the end, she didn't even distinguish between good and bad. It was all her negligence!
"You will write to the Emperor tomorrow to explain this matter to me. If the Emperor uses you, you will have a good job. If the Emperor is angry with you, just hand me your resignation."
"Everything about my grandson is subject to the arrangements of our ancestors."
Jiang Hongwen's words were like a sharp knife piercing Zhao Huayang's chest, and tears streamed down his face. She slowly looked at the person on the bed, her heart pounding.
After all, ginger is always spicy.
Daughter, daughter, there is only so much a mother can do to help you. You tried every possible means to get into this Jiang family. I hope you are safe and happy and will not regret it in this life.
A drop of clear tears fell from the corner of her eyes. Wu Yanling, who had already woken up a long time ago, listened to her ancestor's words without a trace of warmth. She held the hand hidden in the quilt tightly, and pinched her fingertips into her flesh without knowing the pain.
A concubine
She spent so much thought and set up so many traps, but in the end she only wanted one concubine.
A farce has come to an end.
No matter how unwilling Zhao Huayang was, he could only smile and leave with his ancestors. The daughter entered the Jiang family as a concubine, and her life, whether good or bad, was in the hands of others.
She has been in the inner house for a long time, and the doorways here are clear.
No matter how unwilling the third lady Han is to give in, she can only force herself to smile in front of everyone. The ancestor's move is already the most comprehensive method. The current plan is to find a good wife for his son and suppress Wu Yanling.
Gu Qingguan returned to his house and was leaning on the kang, too lazy to talk.
The ancestors are really powerful after all.
A concubine can not only protect the most promising grandson, but also calm the turmoil, and silence the world. The emperor can also explain it, and her broken hand is really unparalleled.
What's more, the Jiang family's concubines can't even leave the courtyard gate, so they can't make big waves.
Just be afraid, Wu Yanling is arrogant and insists on fighting over each other, and instigates Mr. Jiang Liu to go against the family, and then there will be a scene.
Seeing that the lady was silent, Yueniang stepped forward and comforted her: "Miss, why should you worry about their mother and daughter? How could such a powerful person as our ancestors not be able to cure a concubine?"
Gu Qingguan steadied his eyes and stared at Yueniang for a long time, then said: "I'm not worried about this. I'm just thinking that Wu Yanling tried so hard to seduce Jiang Hongyan. Is it really just to find someone to protect her?"
"snort!"
Yueniang exhaled cold air from her mouth, "Miss, I feel relaxed. After fighting and fighting, in the end, I am just a concubine. Hmph, this can be considered her retribution."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chunni's voice suddenly sounded, "Master Qi, why are you here again?"
"I have something important to do with your lady."
Gu Qingwan frowned. Could it be that something happened to Wu Yanling
She hurriedly welcomed her out, but before she spoke, Jiang Hongwen lowered his voice and said anxiously: "Qingwan, a letter from Tinglin."
Gu Qingguan was shocked. She had only been in Beijing for three days, but she had received a letter. Could it be that the poison in his body had relapsed
"Bring it to me quickly!"
Jiang Hongwen laughed dumbly and took out the letter from his arms, "If you are in such a hurry, what good will I gain?"
Only now did Gu Qingguan realize that he had been deceived. His face turned red with anger and he turned around and walked inside.
"Okay, okay, it's all my fault. You, Miss Sixth, have a lot of them. Take them and take a look at them quickly. You have a lot of things on your body, but you have to rush here, and you end up with nothing."
When Gu Qingguan heard this, he turned around and looked at him lightly.
"Don't look at me like that, someone will be sour. Come on, I should go."
"Where to go?"
"Shi Lei, Gao Xiaofeng is waiting for me at Wanhua Tower. He said he wants to help me catch the wind and wash away the dust. I can't do it without drinking this wine!"
"Isn't today a good day for Mr. Liu? If you leave, will our ancestors be angry?"
Jiang Hongwen smiled and said: "Are you stupid? She is just an aunt. She is not worthy of my intervention. This woman is superfluous even to me."
After hearing this, Gu Qingwan smiled and whispered: "Then drink less."
"It's inevitable. I've been holding back my music for more than a month, and I'm just thinking about getting drunk."
"I can't drink you to death!"
Gu Qingguan held the letter and looked at his back angrily, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
The letter was very short, with just a few strokes, but it made people blush and their hearts beat faster.
"Wan Wan, I just parted ways, and I miss you again. All in front of my eyes is your shadow. When I reach out my hand, it's nothing. Suddenly I understand that it's true that I feel haggard because of you. I hope you can be like me, miss me!"
Qingguan closed his eyes and covered his chest. Each stroke on the paper was as strong and solemn as the person he was, playful and uninhibited.
He never hides his love for her. He puts his heart in front of you, whether you can see it or not, in short, he is always there.
He read the letter again, carefully put it away, and placed it in the secret cabinet beside the bed, leaning against the fan. These were all his things.
I don't know where the love comes from, but I am deeply in love.
Qing Wan smiled, at what point did he slowly walk into his heart.
Jiang Hongwen walked out of the yard, but saw Shi Songyin approaching from a few feet away.
Their eyes met, somewhat awkwardly. Shi Songyin's footsteps were obviously stagnant. He never thought that he would encounter him back and forth. It was such an injustice.
"Seventh Master."
With frightened clear eyes and a slight blush on his cheeks, Jiang Hongwen's heart beat a few times inexplicably.
"Ms. Shi."
Shi Songyin nodded slightly and walked away from him, with no trace of lingering in his eyes.
"Miss Shi." Jiang Hongwen suddenly called out. "Seventh Master, what are your orders?"