"The bride has not been married yet, and she has a good concubine. How can you tell this to the Uncle Dongping?" An Guogong looked unhappy.
Wei sneered: "After the generation of Uncle Dongping, the title of Uncle Dongping's mansion will be gone, and he will be no different from the commoners at that time. His daughter lost her mother since she was a child. If she can marry into the mansion of our country, is it still necessary? Can't you get Joe?"
An Guogong became more and more dissatisfied after hearing this: "That's not what you said—"
"Master, can't you see that Saburo is too old and has his own ideas. He can't be controlled by sticks. If we don't allow him to be with Qiao Niang, he may do stupid things again." Wei Shi Speaking of which, he raised his hand to wipe away his tears, "If Saburo has three strengths and two weaknesses, I can't live anymore—"
Seeing that Duke An was still hesitating, Mrs. Wei said angrily, "Master, you're just a concubine. If you have anything to worry about, don't worry about the affairs of the inner house. Leave it to me."
An Guogong sighed: "That's good, you can go to Dongpingbo Mansion early tomorrow morning and talk to others."
"Don't worry, sir, I will handle this matter, let's go and see Saburo first."
At night, Ji Chongyi developed a fever, so anxious that Mrs. Wei did not sleep peacefully all night, the next morning when Mrs. Guo, the wife of the Prince of An Guo came to greet her, she said to her: "You have heard about what happened last night, Dongping. You can walk for me at the Bo mansion."
Guo shi heard Wei shi's explanation, and although he felt a bit difficult, he didn't dare to shirk, and hurriedly made arrangements.
Wei Shi closed his eyes against the ink pillow.
Dalang's daughter-in-law is the wife of the crown prince's mansion, and letting her go has given Dongping Uncle Mansion enough face. As long as you quickly marry the fourth girl Jiang, this turmoil will be over.
The breakfast stall at the entrance of Yuqian Hutong has been set up, and there are many people in front of the stall. The new day starts with a bowl of tofu with shredded fungus and shredded pork.
A scream broke the tranquility of the early morning in Dongpingbo Mansion.
Ah Man hurried into the room: "Girl, the master is beating up the second son."
Jiang Si stood up from the dressing table, raised his feet and walked out.
"Girl, this is not the way to Cixintang—" Ah Qiao reminded.
Cixintang is the residence of the old lady of Dongpingbo. It stands to reason that the girls should go to their mothers first every morning, and then go to Cixintang with their mothers to greet the old lady, but Jiang Si lost his mother since childhood and is a compatriot. The eldest sister had already left the cabinet, so she passed by alone every day.
"Go to Second Young Master's place to have a look first." Jiang Shi quickened his pace.
Ah Qiao became more and more puzzled, and couldn't help but glance at Ah Man.
Aman was also confused and shook his head lightly.
When the girl was less than ten years old, it was the best with the second son, and they often played together. When she got older, she became estranged from the second son, especially when she saw the second son in the past two years.
The girl is a little weird today.
It is said that when people are stimulated, their emotions may change drastically. Last night, the girl was stimulated a lot.
The two maids thought of this at the same time, and became more and more annoyed at Ji Chongyi, the third son of the Duke of Anguo.
There are four sons in Dongpingbo Mansion. Except for the fourth son who is still young and still living in the backyard, the other three sons all have separate courtyards in the front yard, and Jiang Zhan lives in the Tingzhu Residence.
When Jiang Xicai walked to the gate of the courtyard, he heard a snarling voice: "Little beast, I said why you stopped recently, it turned out to be sneaking out of the dog hole and doing nonsense. Don't you like drilling dog holes? , today I beat you worse than a wild dog on the street!"
"The wild dog is not miserable." A weak voice followed, and then the voice turned into a scream, "Father, please be gentle, don't slap your face, don't slap your face-hey, Fourth Sister is here. "
The man who was chasing Jiang Zhan had a tall back. He heard the words and kicked him: "Why did your fourth sister come? The little beast still wants to fool me!"
Seeing this, Jiang Si opened his mouth: "Father—"
The tall figure froze and turned around slowly.
Jiang Ancheng, the uncle of Dongping, softened his expression the moment he saw his little daughter, and even brought a bit of flattery: "Why is Shi'er here?"
"I heard that the father is educating the second brother, and the daughter came to see what happened." Jiang Si replied to Jiang Ancheng's words and looked at Jiang Zhan.
The sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy was tall and straight as a Hsinchu, even if he was a little embarrassed because he was chased and beaten, he was still handsome.
Jiang Zhan is the same as Jiang Xi, and his appearance follows his mother's.
Jiang Si slightly bowed his knees to Jiang Zhan, "Second brother, are you alright?"
Jiang Zhan suddenly widened his eyes, his ears turned red when he met Jiang's gaze, and he waved his hands again and again: "Don't worry, sister, I'm running fast."
"Little bastard, aren't you proud of how fast you run?" Jiang Ancheng's anger was finally quelled because of Jiang Zhan's words.
Jiang Zhan wanted to run subconsciously, but he couldn't lose his spirits when he thought of his sister watching from the side, so he resisted it, straightened his back and said, "Father, you put out the fire. My son is rough and fleshy, even if you don't beat it, your hands hurt. , beware of scaring your sister."
The younger sister actually smiled at him today, even if she was beaten worse than a dog by her father, it would be worth it.
Thinking of this, Jiang Zhan's nose felt a little sore, and he quickly moved his eyes away, lest he would be seen by Jiang Xi.
Jiang Xi's heart was also very sad at this time.
Within a few months, her brother would fall into the water while swimming with friends in the lake. At that time, the government closed the case as an accident, but later she learned that her brother's death had other hidden reasons.
Now she not only wants to save her brother's life, but also makes the person who killed her brother get the punishment he deserves.
"Little beast, it's fine if you're willing to drill the dog hole. Have you ever thought about what to do if a thief comes in through the dog hole?"
Jiang Zhan raised his hand and touched his forehead.
Father's worry is really justified. Last night, he was attacked by thieves with bricks, but this must not be said!
"The dog hole has been blocked, and my son promises not to leave there in the future."
Jiang Ancheng snorted from his nostrils.
If it wasn't for his daughter being here, it would be inconvenient for him to show off his power, and he would have to knock this bastard's leg off.
"Is it like breakfast?"
"Not yet. I'm going to greet my grandmother before going back to use it. Would the father and daughter go to the Cixin Hall to greet him?"
Seeing Jiang Si looking at him expectantly, Jiang Ancheng said without hesitation, "Let's go, let's go together."
The youngest daughter had not been very close to him since she was a child, and it was the first time that his daughter looked at him with such expectant eyes.
Jiang Xi smiled.
She was so ignorant at the beginning, and disliked her father's incompetence. Unlike her next-door neighbor, Yong Changbo, who made great contributions to continue the title of the family, she was despised by others, but she forgot that her father's love for her was priceless.
"Xi'er, why don't you go?"
"Let's go." Jiang Shi followed with the corners of her skirt.
In the early morning of this day in my previous life, the Duke of Anguo sent the eldest son’s wife, Mrs. Guo, to talk about the early marriage of the two families. At that time, there was no incident that the elder brother was found in a dog hole. The father went out early in the morning, and the grandmother did not. When my father came back to discuss it, I agreed.
She remembered that her father was furious when he heard about it, and even quarreled with her grandmother, and then came to ask her what she thought.
At that time, she said naively: "Could it be that the daughter is no better than a dead person? After a good marriage has retired, can the father find a better marriage for his daughter?"
Father was silent, and his back when he left seemed to be several years older.
It's a pity that at that time, she had a pair of good eyes in vain, but she couldn't see what was most important.
"Father, fourth sister, wait for me, I'll go too."