Mr. Gu was so choked that he couldn't say a word and said worriedly: "She comes from a girl..."
"Shut up."
Gu Yanqi shouted sharply, "The thing at hand is to slowly start practicing the six etiquettes. Your mother and I have discussed that the Jiang family's family status is no better than others, so everything must be done properly. While your mother is still nimble, It's up to her to take care of it. Your wife is here to take care of it."
Mr. Gu was slightly startled and his face changed, but he did not dare to refute. Weiwei replied: "Father, the dowry..."
When Gu Yanqi heard the word dowry, his heart hurt as if a piece of flesh had been cut out, and he said bitterly: "If you can't lose her, just do it for one hundred thousand taels."
"Yes, father."
Second Master Gu exited the study, hesitated for a moment at the door of the second courtyard, and finally went to the princess's room.
In the bedroom, Hua Yang was leaning on the kang and talking to his daughter through his ears. When he saw the man coming in, he quickly stopped talking and glanced at his daughter.
Wu Yanling stepped forward, said a polite blessing to Mr. Gu, and backed the maid out.
Huayang didn't get up to serve. He glanced at the man indifferently, thinking about things in his mind.
Second Master Gu sat next to her and said warmly: "Someone from the Jiang Mansion is here today, do you know?"
Hua Yang was worrying about this matter. He turned his eyes slightly and said with a half-smile: "It's hard to pretend to be deaf when there is so much noise."
The words were sour and a little angry. Mr. Gu's heart skipped a beat. He coughed lightly, took the woman's hand and said, "I know you are angry in your heart, but it's just a done deal. Don't do it either." I was so angry that I got angry.”
Hua Yang sneered, jerked his hand out, and said, "Why am I angry or angry? Can you please explain me more clearly?"
Mr. Gu Erhe chuckled twice, wondering how to explain this clearly. If he said it too clearly, it would be a loss of face for you.
"Forget it, forget it. With Sister Ling's character and appearance, she can't be found in any high-ranking family. I will personally beg the old prince and the old princess later to find a good match for Sister Ling."
Huayang felt contempt in his heart. I don’t need you to ask for my daughter’s marriage. Are you the onion or the garlic
Seeing that she was silent, Second Master Gu put his hand on her shoulders, looking affectionate again.
"I have discussed it with the second elder, and you will not have to worry about the marriage of the sixth girl. You will take good care of your health and find a famous doctor to nurse you back to health. We will work hard to give birth to a boy and a half girl, and wait for Sister Ling to give birth to her son in the future. Once you get married, you won’t be too lonely.”
Hua Yang was already yelling in his heart at this time, "I'll fuck you, Gu Songtao's eighteenth generation ancestor."
You were afraid that I would be unwilling to give up and cause trouble for that lunatic in the marriage, which would disgrace your Gu family, so you used these words to excuse me. You treat me as an aunt, but I am seventeen or eighteen. I can’t tell the difference between east, west and north after you say a few words. Little did you know, auntie, I had already seen your true face clearly.
If you really wanted to have a son with me, you wouldn't have sex with a maid. Huayang bit it into pieces with his silver teeth, but swallowed it with anger.
She smiled and said sarcastically: "You still want to have a son?"
Even Gu Erye, who was in the romantic field, was also shocked.
Zhao Huayang snorted coldly, squinted his eyes and said, "You also know what I'm thinking. Being cut off by someone is not a happy feeling after all."
"Yes Yes Yes."
"But fortunately, the person who cut off the confusion was Mr. Jiang Qi, so I took a sigh of relief."
Second Master Gu smiled and said, "I know you are looking for the sixth master of the Jiang family for Sister Ling. The seventh master can't hold up the wall, so you will definitely not take your fancy."
Zhao Huayang's face was sweet but his heart was bitter, and he smiled sweetly and said: "Since my wife has taken over the marriage of the sixth girl, I am also happy and peaceful. But there is an ugly thing to say before me, I don't have a cent of her dowry. Not only She, the first two concubines, I don’t know how to pay for.”
Second Master Gu secretly hated him. You are a stinky woman who has taken advantage of money. If you have the ability, can you take the money into the coffin
Zhao Huayang looked at the man's expression and followed the old concubine's words.
"It's not that I'm stingy. After all, I still have a daughter, Sister Ling. No matter how good my daughter, Zhao Huayang, is, I can't let the Gu family pay for my daughter's dowry."
Gu Erye's chest rose and fell a few times, and he smiled dryly, "What are you talking about? She is your daughter, and she is also my daughter. She will not lose a penny of the money she should pay."
The words were arrogant, but without any confidence. Hua Yang did not expose it, and pulled the man's chest forward, using his other hand to exert some force.
"Come on, let me serve you comfortably, and I will take advantage of your heart and do what you want."
Mr. Gu Er is so angry that he is almost bursting with anger. With this woman, he treats himself as a man's favorite and still serves Shu Tan
I'm just angry, and I'm afraid it's indispensable to make this woman stop causing trouble in Liu Yatou's marriage.
Bite the bullet!
Wu Yanling walked out of the yard and did not go back to her room directly. Instead, she went to Qingguan's yard.
Qingguan was about to take a rest at this time. When he saw her coming, he was slightly startled and ordered Yueniang to serve tea.
Wu Yanling waved her hand and said with a smile: "No need, come here to congratulate my sister. I wish my sister and Master Qi to grow old and live in love. It's late at night, so I'll go back first."
Qingguan didn't quite understand which part of the song he was singing, "Sister Ling doesn't sit still anymore?"
"Don't sit down anymore, you can take good care of yourself." Wu Yanling took a step forward with a smile.
"Sister Ling, walk slowly." Qingguan said politely.
Wu Yanling paused and looked back. Under the candlelight, the woman was dressed in plain clothes and leaning on the bedside, her beautiful eyes shining like shooting stars.
Wu Yanling smiled, a smile emerged from the corner of her mouth, and a look of cruelty flashed across her eyes.
At this time, the Jiang Mansion.
Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Zhu's daughter-in-law were surrounding the ancestor on the left and right.
The ancestor smiled like Maitreya Buddha. Just then the maid came in with medicine. She didn't complain and drank the medicine in one breath.
Mrs. Zhang brought the tea cup and put it to her mouth. The ancestor took her hand, rinsed her mouth, and said in a leisurely manner: "Take care of it slowly. Lao Qi's yard also needs to be repaired. Please do your best." Come on, don’t wrong this girl.”
Zhu said with an angry smile: "Old ancestor, you have to eat in one bite and do things one by one. You must not be in a hurry. No matter how anxious you are, you will have to wait for two years."
Mrs. Zhang was happy in her heart and said, "Tomorrow I will go to Yangu Temple to combine the horoscopes for the two children. I will come back on a few good days and let the ancestors make a decision."
The ancestor smiled and said a few more words, as if he suddenly thought: "Where is the seventh man? Does he know about this good thing?"
Mrs. Zhang hurriedly said: "In Jingyan's mansion, someone has been sent to report the news."
"Okay, okay, okay."
The ancestor put his hands on his hands and said with a smile: "A stone finally fell to the ground in my heart, and I was just waiting to welcome people in."
Zhu deliberately tasted the taste: "When our ancestors got a new person, they forgot about the old one. My granddaughter-in-law will not obey."
The ancestor laughed and fell down.
"The Gu family agrees, Tinglin, this drama has just begun, but you have to think about how it will end?"
Jiang Hongwen poured the wine glass into his mouth, looking a little tired. In the past few days, Tinglin has been banned, and everything inside and outside has fallen on him alone, and he is as tired as a dog.
Zhao Jingyan sat leisurely on the recliner and swayed for a few times, then said: "When it's time to end, it will naturally end. I'm just wondering if Yin Lifeng would be so angry that he would vomit a mouthful of blood if he knew about it."
Jiang Hongwen sneered and said: "I heard that this guy got ten slaps and is staying in his room to recuperate."
"Recuperate?"
Zhao Jingyan smiled evilly and said: "The British government must have kept it a secret, but I wanted to let him know. He would be so angry as a bastard."
Jiang Hongwen shrugged and said nothing.
"Your Majesty, Uncle Shi Lei is here and waiting in the study." A Li pushed open the door and entered.
Zhao Jingyan didn't move and said, "Are all the people around here already?"
"Back to your lord, the two counselors from the six major families have arrived and are waiting for you, lord."
Zhao Jingyan quickly stood up, the smile on her face flashing across her face, "This time, we have to do it with a real sword and a real gun."
As soon as he finished speaking, a man in black broke into the door, knelt on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "Go back to your lord, the princess just died of illness."
"Bang"
The wine cup shattered with the sound, and Jiang Hongwen froze in the chair in despair, his face turned ashen.
Zhao Jingyan couldn't help but lower her head. She wanted to step forward to comfort him, but she didn't know how to speak. She just sighed quietly.
"Who is taking care of the funeral? Has the news reached the palace?"
The visitor said: "It's not too late yet."
"How did he say?"
"I am so distraught that I can no longer control myself. So I came to ask the prince for advice."
Zhao Jingyan smiled bitterly.
Make up your mind, make up your mind. The deposed princess cannot even enter the imperial mausoleum. How can she be buried according to the ancestral rituals? It is incredible to find a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters in the wilderness.
Thinking about her eldest sister-in-law's good past, Zhao Jingyan became furious and said, "I don't believe that my father is so cruel."
His body was grabbed by someone. Jiang Hongwen's face became calm, "Don't go."
"Hongwen, my eldest sister-in-law is dead..." Zhao Jingyan gritted his teeth.
"He's still alive."
The light words made Zhao Jingyan's chest hurt. Yes, he is still alive. If he rushes into the palace so rashly to question his father, he will definitely be implicated, and maybe even himself.
"The heating is submerging the spring, and the plum blossoms have faded and the apricot blossoms are new. In the garden that is half blooming and half fallen, how different is the prosperity of the world... Let's go, don't keep them waiting too long." Jiang Hongwen raised his head, as if he wanted to hide something.
"Hongwen." Zhao Jingyan felt a severe pain in his chest.
Jiang Hongwen smiled faintly, but it was uglier than crying, "No one dies, it's just sooner or later. Emperors, generals and ministers will not be able to escape in the end."
After saying that, he put down his clothes and walked out gracefully. His slightly curved back made Zhao Jingyan's eyes sour.
The moment Jiang Hongwen turned around, a tear fell from the corner of his eye, and his steps staggered a little.
Zhao Jingyan did not see it and only said to the people on the ground: "Inform the palace that all funeral matters are decided by my father." "Yes, Your Majesty."