Kunming, Dingwu Marquis Mansion.

In the Buddhist hall in the backyard, the old lady of Dingwuhou Feng invited the old ladies of several major families to come to the house to talk and give lectures.

A few days ago, the old lady of Dingwu Marquis, Feng, asked people to collect a few volumes of the Diamond Sutra copied by the Zen master of Tianlong Temple, but she didn't know the authenticity, so she invited a few old ladies to argue the authenticity.

Feng sat on the Taishi chair carved from yellow rosewood and wore a silver crane pattern gown with a stone blue background, his black hair was neatly curled in a bun, and he wore a stone blue forehead bandana, and the red coral inlaid on the forehead was the size of a pigeon's egg. Feng is Jiang Zhiming's grandmother and the biological mother of Jiang Haiyang, the Marquis of Dingwu.

"These days, I asked Haiyang's daughter-in-law to find someone to collect these scriptures, and they all said that they were copied by Yiye Zen Master himself, but I didn't think so, so I thought about inviting a few old sisters to take a look, if it is true, then I will live in front of the Buddha." As Feng spoke, the little maid in the room, who had already had a spirit, brought tea and placed it on the high table next to each wooden chair.

The old lady of Yong'an Bofu, Fan, picked up the scriptures in the box, carefully studied them for a long time, and then put the scriptures in the box, and said: "Old sister, these scriptures are indeed copied by a Zen master himself, and the Buddhist hall in my home enshrines a volume of scriptures copied by a Zen master himself. Presumably so. ”

The old lady of Yong'an Bofu, Fan, is an old friend of the Feng family for many years, and she knows that the Feng family invited these old ladies to come today, but I am afraid that it is not as simple as reading a few scriptures, but I am afraid that there are other things to say.

She didn't intend to continue to bend with her, so she simply said, "Old Madam Feng, presumably you invited a few of us old guys here today, not just to read a few scriptures, right?" I heard that your eldest son, second and third mar, have all reached the age of marrying wives, isn't it for this kind of thing?"

When Feng heard this, he waved his hand to the maid below, and the maid put the scriptures in the box, retreated with the box, and closed the door with someone.

"What Mrs. Fan said is right, I invited a few old sisters here today, not just to read a few scriptures. My eldest Erlang Sanlang has indeed reached the age of marrying a wife, but unfortunately Haiyang's daughter-in-law is not careful, only caring about Erlang's marriage, Erlang looked at the third girl of the Chengjiang Gu family, and the girl is also a good one. It's just that I still have Da Lang and San Lang at home, and I want to ask a few old sisters to help me. ”

Feng Shi said, and the little maid came up with a bunch of picture scrolls, on which were painted good girls from all families who were still waiting to be written, including the girls from the Jinping Fan family and the girls from Lu Liangwei's Yang family.

Several old ladies in the room glanced at the scroll, looked at each other for a long time, and none of them came out to speak. Holding so many picture scrolls out, if you don't know, you still think it's the emperor's draft, who knows that it is actually for her two grandsons to choose granddaughters-in-law?

She really took a lot of effort, the old lady of Yong'anbo, Fan, glanced at those scrolls a few times, and found that there was her own granddaughter above, Su Miaoqing, the second daughter of Yong'anbo, Feng's person, actually put her mind on her own granddaughter, what was she doing?

Looking at Fan's thoughtful look, Feng said, "Old Madam Fan, your second girl hasn't married yet, right?" It is said that the second girl of your family is a talented girl in the entire Kunming Mansion, and the people who come to propose marriage have stepped on the threshold, and I don't know whose good son can be blessed to marry the second girl of your family. ”

Listening to Feng's words, it was intentional for her granddaughter, Mrs. Fan smiled a little Shanshan, and said: "Mrs. Feng praised it falsely, if the girl of my second girl heard Mrs. Feng praise her like this, maybe her tail would be raised to the sky." The second girl in my family is an uncompetitive girl, and her cousin of her in-laws has been a childhood sweetheart since childhood, and her mother intends to make decisions for her and marry into her grandfather's family. ”

"Then your family is really close to each other, and the second girl of your family can marry into the Li family, then she will be happy. What about the three girls in your family? She is only half a year younger than your second girl, but is there anyone else? Do you have anyone you like?"

Feng refused to give up, if Da Lang could marry a girl from the Yong'an Bo family and get the support of the Yong'an Bo Mansion, then Da Lang's career would also go more smoothly.

With the relationship between Yong'an Bo's Mansion in Beijing, and Mrs. Yong'anbo's words with the palace, I am afraid that it is feasible to transfer Da Lang back from outside Luzhou.

Listening to Feng's words, she really looked down on which girl in her own family, but no matter which girl in their family, they couldn't give the eldest lang and the second lang of the Wuhou Mansion.

Jiang Fusheng, the eldest son of Dingwu Hou, and Jiang Zhicheng, the third son, are concubines, and they will go out separately in the future, and everything in Dingwu Hou's Mansion will have nothing to do with them in the future. Even if a girl can live a good life in the first few years of marriage, she will not have to survive step by step in the next few years.

Mrs. Fan couldn't easily respond to the Feng family, so she said: "Old sister, you don't know, the third girl in my family is the favorite of my daughter-in-law, and my daughter-in-law has always been by her side, and I really can't be the master of her life, so I have to go back and ask my daughter-in-law." ”

At this time, suddenly a little maid pushed open the door and walked in in a panic, seeing that there were others in the house, she could only whisper a few words in Feng's ear.

"What, Brother Zhiming was attacked by mountain bandits in Punpu and was seriously injured? What's going on? As Feng spoke, his face had changed greatly, and his face was full of panic and could not be concealed.

The other old ladies in the house saw it and knew that something was wrong with the Dingwu Marquis Mansion, and the Feng family was not good at entertaining them, so they were led by the little maid and retreated.

Seeing that the old lady in the house had walked away, she came in to report the little maid before she dared to continue: "Old lady, the Zijuan girl next to Feng Lao'an came up to report, saying that on the way back to the city, our son met a mountain bandit, and fought with the mountain bandits, and was cut on the back by the mountain bandits, and was seriously injured and couldn't get up. ”

When Feng Shi heard this, he couldn't stand on the spot, if it weren't for the little maid beside him, he was afraid that he would have fallen to the ground a long time ago, "My brother Zhiming, my good boy, what kind of evil is this?" To make my most precious grandson suffer like this?"

Fortunately, Feng's side was surrounded by old grandmothers, so he hurriedly persuaded a few words, "The old lady is careful about her body, now that the life and death of the son of the world are uncertain, you have to pay attention to your body." Or let people hurry up to the wife to take this matter, and let the wife go to Pengpu to see, Pengpu made trouble with the bandits, but I am afraid that the son of the world will be more auspicious! ”

The grandmother persuaded Feng, and Feng immediately calmed down, first asked the maid to report to Tao, and then asked people to report to Dingwu Houye, and then asked the guards of the Hou Mansion to go to the Huimin Pharmacy in the city to invite a few doctors, and took Zijuan to Pengpu together.

Tao got the news of Jiang Zhiming's injury, and he couldn't even eat dinner, so he immediately went to Jiang Haiyang's study, who knew that Jiang Haiyang was still unhurriedly approving the official document in his hand.

"When is it? You still have the mind to approve your official documents, do you know that Zhiming is seriously injured? Can't get up anymore, do you still look like a father? The anger in Tao's heart rose up one by one, and he was glad that he didn't have a seizure, but he still glared at Jiang Haiyang viciously.

Jiang Haiyang didn't look at Tao like a nobody, and said coldly, "Since you know that Ming is injured, you can go down and take a look!" It's just that now Pengpu is restless, and there are mountain bandits all around, so when you go down, take a few Hou Mansion guards. If the doctor wants to use any medicine, order someone to come and give it to me! ”

Jiang Haiyang's reaction, as if Jiang Zhiming was not his biological son, Tao was angry in his heart, didn't say anything, turned around and left the study.