He's going to divorce her? !
Mrs. Yan was dumbfounded, she just felt that there was a thunder on the ground, and her ears were rumbled.
Aunt Sun's death had indeed something to do with Mrs. Yan, and it had nothing to do with her heart disease.
Yesterday when Aunt Sun came to pay her respects, when she was serving tea, she accidentally knocked over the teacup. Madam Yan was already annoyed by what happened to Yan Xijun, so she directly ordered Aunt Sun to be dragged down and beaten twenty sticks.
In the evening, Aunt Sun's maid hurriedly came to report that Aunt Sun had a fever and wanted to invite a doctor to come and see her.
Mrs. Yan was in a fit of anger, she just felt that she was just a mere aunt, how could she be so precious, she even felt in her heart that it was Aunt Sun who took advantage of her son's power to deliberately demonstrate against her!
If I take this step back, I'm afraid Aunt Sun will become the second wife next time!
Mrs. Yan made her kneel under the eaves for the crime of being disrespectful to the servant girl. Unexpectedly, Aunt Sun didn't make it through last night, and left all at once!
Mrs. Yan was a little surprised at the time, but she felt that it was fate. Aunt Sun's life was not good, and she had never seen others lose their lives after being hit twenty sticks, so she couldn't blame herself.
More importantly, with Aunt Sun's sudden death, Yan Xijun will have to observe filial piety for a year. Xiao Fei is so old, will she still be willing to wait for Yan Xijun, a rebellious son? !
Even if Xiao Fei was really willing to wait, she would have slapped her hard in the face before she entered the door!
Mrs. Yan never expected that General Yan would want to divorce herself because of Auntie Sun's mere concubine!
Mrs. Yan only felt a burst of anger rushing straight to her forehead, her face flushed with anger, and her body trembled slightly.
Her Cao family is a rich family, she is virtuous, virtuous, knowledgeable, and willing to commit herself to marrying, which is already the blessing of Yan Jinnan's hundred years of cultivation! Yan Jinnan dared to divorce her!
"Why did you divorce me?!" Mrs. Yan stood up abruptly, straightened her back and glared at Yan Jinnan.
There is a saying: seven out of three do not go.
She gave her parents-in-law a death sentence, and she didn't break the rule of getting out of seven!
She was not wrong, she just taught a concubine a lesson, according to the rules, no one can say anything wrong with her, what right does Yan Jinnan have to divorce her? !
The husband and wife looked at each other, and a fiery flame burst out in mid-air. If Yan Jinnan had retreated in the past, but this time, it added fuel to the flames, and Yan Jinnan shouted directly at the top of his voice: "Come here, I will serve you with pen and ink!"
The servants in the house trembled tremblingly when they saw the masters quarreling, some maidservants went to prepare pens and ink, and some maidservants rushed to inform the eldest young master and eldest young mistress. These slaves can't persuade the general, so they can only let the young master and the others come forward!
Soon, a servant girl prepared pen and ink on the desk.
Under Mrs. Yan's unbelievable eyes, Yan Jinnan wrote the divorce letter in one go, threw it on Mrs. Yan's head, and said in a rough voice: "Quick! Pack up Cao's dowry immediately, where did she come from?" Come and send it back to General Ben!"
Unexpectedly, Yan Jinnan turned his face when he said that he would turn his back on him, and he didn't think about the love between husband and wife at all. The shocked Mrs. Yan pointed at him with trembling fingers, "You, you" stuck in her chest, and she almost couldn't catch it.
"Madam..." An old nanny hurriedly comforted the pale Madam Yan, and helped her to sit down again.
At this moment, a burst of chaotic steps came from outside the hall, and a young couple in their twenties came hurriedly. Among them, the young man in Jinpao looked four or five points similar to Mrs. Yan, and it was Yan Jinnan's wife. The eldest son Yan Xifeng.
As soon as the couple heard that their father was going to divorce their mother because of Aunt Sun's death, they rushed over as quickly as possible, wanting to intercede for Mrs. Yan.
"Father, please calm down." Yan Xifeng persuaded in a good voice, "My mother has been married to my father for so many years, and you know her temperament, father. He always behaves according to the rules, and my mother is definitely not that kind of jealous person."
Yan Xifeng was talking endlessly, and wanted to tell how Mrs. Yan had managed the family in an orderly manner and had a full house of children and grandchildren over the years, but was interrupted by Yan Jinnan: "Ah Feng, you don't have to persuade me to be a father, we The Yan family is about to be killed by your mother! The Yan family can't tolerate her anymore!"
Yan Jinnan was already full of anger, and he couldn't make sense of this Mrs. Yan who never admitted his mistake. Now that the eldest son and daughter-in-law have come, he hastily told the story of being called to Bixiaotang by the elder son just now.
When Yan Xifeng and his wife heard that the Yan family might be sent back to their hometown by the Shizi, their expressions changed. If they offend the Shizi, then their Yan family will be completely ruined, not to mention this life, I am afraid that it is impossible for three generations to have a chance to stand up.
At this moment, Young Mistress Yan was blaming this mother-in-law, she was so ignorant at her age.
Mrs. Yan didn't think so, and said forcefully: "General, you are just an aunt, and the son of the world is just scaring you. How could you dismiss the post of general just because of an aunt!"
"Mother!" Yan Xifeng finally couldn't listen any longer. Mother thought who the son was, and whoever in the army didn't know that the son was right.
Mrs. Yan originally counted on her eldest son to help persuade Yan Jinnan, but seeing her eldest son's expression now, she felt something was wrong.
"Mother, for the sake of the Yan family, I can only wrong you this time," Yan Xifeng persuaded with difficulty.
"What did you say?!" Madam Yan couldn't believe her ears.
Yan Xifeng sighed inwardly. Now that the words have been spoken, the next step will be much easier: "Mother, for the sake of the Yan family, you sacrifice your little self and become your big self!"
Yan Xifeng looked at Mrs. Yan with a pleading face. Since childhood, his mother taught them that these children should consider the interests of the family. Since the mother is the wife of the Yan family, she should sacrifice for the Yan family! My mother is a noble daughter, so it must be possible!
Madam Yan's eyes almost popped out, and her face turned blue for a while.
The eldest son has been her greatest pride for many years, but she didn't expect even him to abandon her!
Mrs. Yan felt as if several holes had been pierced in her heart, and the cold wind "swished" through the holes. ..
"Ma'am! Ma'am!"
Amidst the exclamation of the servants one after another, Mrs. Yan rolled her eyes and passed out.
The old nanny hurriedly pinched Madam Yan among the people, and there was a mess in the hall.
However, Yan Jinnan has made up his mind. At this moment, he only has the future of their Yan family in his mind. Even if Mrs. Yan hangs herself with a white silk, it can't exchange Yan Jinnan's sympathy. What are you playing? Crying, making trouble, and hanging yourself.
Yan Jinnan hardened his heart and directly sent the unconscious Mrs. Yan, no, it should be the Cao family, to Cao's mansion together with her dowry and the letter of divorce.
The next day, Yan Jinnan immediately invited several clan elders to testify, and separated the families for several sons.
These two things were done in one go, so fast that it was too fast to hide your ears. When Nangong Yue learned about it, all the affairs of the Yan family were over, and everything happened in just three days.
After hearing Que'er's report, Nangong Yue looked at her in surprise, the embroidery needle in hand almost pricked her finger. She was just about to hit Yan's house, so why is everything already a foregone conclusion? !
Nangong Yue blinked slowly. Of course, she would not think that it was Yan Jinnan who was enlightened and courageous. If he had such winks, the Yan family would not have fallen to this point.
A Yi still does things the same way, simple and rude, but effective.
Thinking about it, the corners of Nangong Yue's mouth turned up slightly, her eyes filled with a smile, and then she bowed her head and continued to be a female celebrity.
The room is quiet, and time seems to pass very fast when you are concentrating. The sun gradually rises from the east to the center, and the sun is getting brighter and brighter
I don't know how long it took, but Nangong Yue didn't pay attention to the sound of raising the curtain. She just thought it was a servant girl who came, but unexpectedly, a plain hand like suet and white jade grabbed her right hand holding the needle, followed by Mrs. Lin A familiar voice came from above her head: "Yue'er, you are so heavy now, why don't you know how to rest properly!"
Nangong Yue raised her eyes to meet Shang Lin's mild but disapproving eyes, smiled shyly, put down the embroidery at hand, and tried to divert Lin's attention, "Mother, I have the loquats just delivered from Zhuangzi, Try it, is it sweet?"
Saying that, Nangong Yue peeled a loquat for Lin herself.
Mrs. Lin couldn't see what her daughter was thinking, so she glanced at her daughter with a smile, and took the loquat peeled by her daughter kindly, and bit it down, it was sweet and juicy.
Lin smiled and said, "This loquat is moist and sweet, brother Yu must like it."
Nangong Yue couldn't help but look at her mother. It's only been a few days, and her mother can't do without Brother Yu for a few words. Even her daughter may be behind Brother Yu.
"Then I'll send some loquats to Qingyunwu immediately." Nangong Yue covered her mouth and smiled.
Hearing the implication of her daughter's words, Mrs. Lin understood, and said, "Brother Yu went to Qingyunwu to study?" As he spoke, Mrs. Lin's tone and demeanor showed a bit of pride. Her grandson was smarter than ordinary children. Only a little over two years old, he can memorize the Three Character Classic and speak more words than children of the same age.
Nangong Yue nodded in response, thinking of Xiao Yu, the smile on her face became wider, and she couldn't help but look at the unfinished embroidery in the sewing basket.
Subconsciously, Lin followed her daughter's gaze, and suddenly noticed that the embroidery did not seem to be an ordinary apron or clothes, so she took another look.
It was a cloth bag sewn from orange cotton, and it seemed to be just the right size to hold a few books.
A pair of cat ears were deliberately added to the book bag, and a few cat whiskers were embroidered, and a cloth button was used as the cat's nose, which looked very cute.
A chubby boy holding an orange cat with a smile suddenly appeared in Lin's mind. With a thought, he blurted out: "Yue'er, is this a bookbag for Brother Yu?"
"I'll sew a small book bag for him, so he can hold things." Nangong Yue looked at the small book bag that was almost formed with a smile, imagining how her little guy would carry this book bag, with the corners of her mouth raised even higher .
Ever since Guan Yubai compiled and drawn the picture book of the Three Character Classic for Xiao Yu, the little guy has regarded that picture book as his most important treasure, and he has to take it with him every day when he goes to Qingyunwu to class, and brings it back to Bixiaotang after class .
Nangong Yue saw that he was impatiently bringing the picture books, so she simply sewed this small book bag for him. In the future, he can not only put the picture books, but also small objects such as pens and inks.
Mrs. Lin picked up the little orange cat book bag, and looked at it carefully inside and out.
My daughter's female celebrity is still as good as before, and she is also careful, and specially sewed a few more small pockets in the book bag so that the grandson can put some small things. Moreover, there is a small inner bag inside the book bag, and an orange cat and a white cat are embroidered on the inner bag, and the orange cat and the white cat are curled up into a ball.
Looking at the two cats lingering on each other, Lin seemed to have thought of something, his eyes darkened slightly, and even his expression showed a trace of solemnity.
Keenly sensing something wrong with Lin's expression, Nangong Yue covered the back of Lin's hand with one hand, and asked with concern: "Mother, what's wrong?"
Thinking of her daughter being pregnant, Lin was still hesitating whether this is not the best time, after hesitating for a while, she still thought about it and said: "Yue'er, Nanjiang is about to establish a country, and Ayi will definitely be the crown prince. Will be the lord of a country, although not three thousand beauties in the harem, but "
The more Lin spoke, the more rigid her tone became. She also knew that her daughter and son-in-law have always had a very good relationship over the years, such as the affectionate love when they were newly married. However, the emperor is different from ordinary people. Throughout history, which emperor would only be content with one woman , even if A Yi agrees, what about those courtiers? !
Lin's expression was heavy, Nangong Yue hurriedly held Lin's hand comfortingly, and let out a "puchi" laugh.
Just as Mrs. Lin was worried, since the establishment of the country was decided, some people in southern Xinjiang did indeed stare at the backyard of Bixiaotang, but most people still have winks despite their intentions. The name of the country is "Yue", and the founding day is June 14th, so you know the heart of the son of the prince for the concubine.
However, there are still some mansions who are unwilling to give up and want to send people in, but they are afraid of the son's methods, so they dare not send them directly to Bixiao Hall, but choose to let Zhennan King come forward.
These people are wasting their minds in vain.
Zhennan Wang Yixin felt that his eldest son was stubborn by nature, and he did things without discipline and unreliability. If there were any more concubine sons, they might not be able to distinguish the concubine from the concubine, which would shake the status of his precious brother Jinsun Yu. For the sake of Jinsun, King Zhennan acted very firmly this time. Not only did he decide to dismiss the people, but he also directly demoted those who didn't have the heart to give them away.
When Que'er told Nangong Yue this funny story about eating after a meal, Nangong Yue almost choked on the hot tea in her mouth. She didn't know whether to feel that her brother Yu had a relationship with elders, or sighed at the King of Zhennan. Ordinary people can't figure it out!
After such an experience, those mansions in southern Xinjiang naturally put out that thought.
"Mother," Nangong Yue looked at Lin without blinking, with a smile in her dark pupils, "Ah Yi is very good, for me, there is no one better than him!"
Lin was startled, looked at her daughter who was blooming like a delicate flower, and smiled. Yes, my daughter is happy, and her appearance shows that she has been living very well in the past few years, and her son-in-law has also treated her very well, so why should I talk about things that have not been seen yet? It's just mediocrity!
Her daughter looks gentle and indifferent, like a small flower growing in a greenhouse, but in fact she is as tough as rush grass, and no wind or frost can make her bend down.
Her daughter is the best daughter in the world, if Ah Yi can't see it, it's just blinding those beautiful eyes for nothing!
The atmosphere in the room became warm and breezy as the mother and daughter looked at each other and smiled. The warm spring breeze blew in, the breeze was blowing, and the spring was full of vitality.
March in southern Xinjiang is destined to be a noisy season. The establishment of the country is like a breeze blowing across the water, causing layers of ripples, one wave after another, and it never subsides.
In addition to the eldest son Xiao Yi who has attracted the "attention" of all the governments, Marshal Guan Yubai is even more popular. Firstly, Guanyu Bai has a high position and authority; secondly, he has not yet married a wife; One, within a few days, he became the Tan Lang that the ladies in southern Xinjiang dreamed of, and the best son-in-law candidate in the minds of those wives.
However, Guan Yubai has always lived in the Zhennan Prince's Mansion. Except for the days when he went to the camp in Luoyue City, he lived in seclusion on weekdays, and it was rare to see him. Moreover, he did not have any elders, so those mansions who wanted to marry him would not even know about it. Who should I talk to, I can only scratch my head secretly.
However, the girls in southern Xinjiang are much more daring than those in Wangdu. Many girls have already thrown flowers at Guanyu Bai when he passed by. There is no chance of Yubai's clothes, let alone being held in the palm of his hand.
Who would have thought that those daring girls would not feel frustrated, but take it as a challenge, and there are often people sitting in the private seats of restaurants near the city gate, waiting for the opportunity