"What if you have a title? I have always paid attention to my concubines, and I am not even allowed to have so-called equal wives. No matter how nice the side concubine is, it's just a concubine's room. If there is no suitable woman in Prince Jing's Mansion to come out to Zhang Luo, you can ask the Internal Affairs Office to send someone from the palace to help? "Because Wang Sanye and Prince Lian are just an idle position, they don't have any merit to seal their wives and sons. Therefore, Liu himself has no fate.

Today in Prince Jing's Mansion, Concubine Xu relied on her title to have a title, so she put on a score. It is precisely because of this that the Liu family is so dissatisfied today.

Compared with the Liu family, the second lady Wu still has the title of a seven-grade widow to support the scene there.

"Okay, we can't take care of other people's housework. Everyone, what else is going well? Jing Yi, that kid looks okay? Lee interrupted the conversation. It's hard to buy money and people are happy. Xu is also a person with means, and before Wei has passed the door, Xu has it in his stomach. Although the matter of being pregnant before marriage is said to be criticized, it can't stand the fact that people finally have to taste their wishes and enter the palace.

Chiang replied, "Everything is going well. I also saw Jing Yi's child in front of the spirit. It looks like it's been hit hard. But when he saw us, Jing Yi's child also cheered up and asked about our sister's situation? I also asked Baomei if she still remembered him? ”

After speaking, Jiang looked at Wang Jibao, who was listening to them obediently with big eyes in Li's arms.

Seeing her mother looking at her, Wang Jibao nodded obediently and said, "Well, I still remember that little brother." ”

Also, such a big thing happened, Bao Mei must have a deep memory. For Jing Yi, Jiang was very conflicted, with both blame and gratitude mixed together.

If it wasn't for Jing Yi at the beginning, Wang Yuting would not have pretended to have a stomachache and deceived Mama Xu and the other maids in the Baozhu Courtyard, giving Aunt Wang a chance. But in the same way, if it weren't for Jing Yi's presence, Wang Jibao might have been killed by Aunt Wang early.

The Li family happily kissed the little red face of the prince Ji Bao who was smoked by the heat in the house, and boasted: "Our sister is smart, and she can still remember things for so long." ”

Wang Jibao nodded heavily, and said in a rather proud tone: "Hmm." Grandfather and Daddy, they always complimented me like that. ”

Everyone laughed at her boastful appearance.

The depressing atmosphere just now can be regarded as over. Wang Jibao sighed slightly in her heart.

Two months later, on the sixth day of the sixth month of June, Wang Jibao celebrated his second birthday. If you count by imaginary age, she is already three years old. The concubines of the Hou Mansion generally begin their formal initiation at the age of three to four. But because Wang Jibao could sit up obediently, the old marquis Wang and Shizi's father began to teach Wang Jibao to read and write. By the time Wang Jibao became fluent, although she couldn't write, the old marquis and father Wang were more pleased to find that she could accurately read every word they taught her.

Therefore, just after Wang Jibao's second birthday, he officially enlightened and started the school mode.

The candidates for teaching went through the PK of the old marquis and the prince's father, and finally Wang Shizi won by a big score.

After all, the old marquis Wang is young and fashionable, and he has also been on the battlefield and was born and died. As a result, his own force value is much higher than his IQ value.

And the father of the prince has taken the elegant route from beginning to end. Although he was forced by his father to learn martial arts for a period of time when he was a child, and he also learned archery and horse riding when he was in school, he always had a hot literati heart jumping in his chest.

In such a comparison, Wang Shizi won without any suspense. The second place Wang Lao Hou Ye was always unwilling, so he pondered that Wang Jibao would be older, so he began to teach Wang Jibao kung fu. At that time, he could easily win against his own son.

Wang Jibao is small and can't hold the brush that is used normally. Wang Dabi personally went to learn pen making from craftsmen, and after learning, he made a set of very delicate and small brushes made of different materials for Wang Jibao.

The font of this era is similar to the traditional Chinese that Wang Jibao has seen, but it is different. Wang Jibao is not easy to learn and write. But seeing his own dad so enthusiastic. Wang Jibao couldn't bear to be lazy. Therefore, at a young age, she will insist on writing two large pieces of calligraphy every day.

After a few months of doing this, the results were significant. At the very least, the words she wrote could be seen by others.

Compared to the ghost drawing, this is definitely a qualitative leap.

On this day, Wang Yuting, the seventh elder of the Wang family, suddenly appeared in the study of Meixiangyuan where Wang Jibao and her father practiced calligraphy.

"Hello uncle." After the seven-year-old Ting Ge'er came in, he obediently greeted the prince.

"Get up." Wang Ziyi raised his head from the bookcase, pointed to the chair next to him, and said, "Sit." ”

Liuxiang, the maid who was waiting in the study, immediately walked in from the outside, and put a cup of hot tea in her hand on the small table next to Wang Yuting.

Seeing Wang Yuting sitting down, Wang Jibao slipped out of his father's arms, walked up to Wang Yuting and gave a decent salute, "Hello seventh cousin." ”

Wang Yuting immediately got up and returned the salute, "Hello sister." Then he waved his hand and said, "Why should my brothers and sisters see each other." ”

Wang Ziyi smiled and said, "You just let her practice hard at home." Your aunt sees that your grandfather and I are busy teaching Baomei every day, and she is also holding back her energy to teach Baomei the rules. "Who's daughter has such a hard time having her own daughter at this age. But this also shows that our sister is smart.

After Wang Jibao greeted Wang Yuting, he turned around and ran back to Wang Ziyi, opened his arms, and revealed his white and chubby little arms like lotus root under the wide sleeves.

Wang Ziyi picked up Wang Jibao and sat him face out in his arms.

Wang Jibao squirmed a few times by herself, found a comfortable position to sit down, and looked up at Wang Yuting.

"What is the matter with Brother Ting'er coming to his uncle?" Wang Ziyi asked Wang Yuting while pinching Wang Yubao's fleshy little arm.

It's a little bit better.

Wang Jibao has long been accustomed to the bad habits of her relatives. Because there are many people who are willing to pinch her flesh from top to bottom. Because of this, the whole Heshun Hou Mansion stared at Wang Jibao's food, for fear that their babies would be hungry and lose a little weight.

Wang Jibao is now almost a little ball of meat.

I'm depressed, I can't take one bite less.

After hearing Wang Ziyi's question, Wang Yuting stood up and bowed respectfully, and replied: "Uncle, Jing Yi, the little prince of Prince Jing's mansion, is about to leave the capital and go to his ancestral house outside the border city. This time, I came to the Hou Mansion to bid farewell to my nephew. Before leaving, he still had a reluctance, that is, he wanted to see Baomei. I don't know if my uncle can allow it? ”

Wang Ziyi thought for a moment. To say that Jing Yi's kid looks really good, it was thanks to him last time that Bao Mei was able to escape. But his dad really doesn't have a lot of brains. In this Dayong Dynasty, from the royal family to the poor people, the most taboo thing is to spoil concubines and kill wives. But he prefers to go against the world and make his backyard a chicken.

Jing Yi went to his grandfather's house this time, presumably it should be Prince Jing's intention. Otherwise, if Jing Yi is left in the palace, I don't know if he will be able to live to adulthood.

Over the years, I'm afraid there will be a lot of changes. Prince Jing's Mansion is also a place of right and wrong, for the sake of Bao Mei's good, just give up.

That's it, I was quite optimistic about this kid, but I don't need to think about it anymore.

The reason why Wang Ziyi has so many considerations is not because Prince Jing once mentioned the idea of letting Jing Yi and Baomei marry his old man at the beginning.

After that, so many things happened in Prince Jing's Mansion, which also completely interrupted this matter.

When parents don't want their children to be well, it is even more so for Wang Jibao. For this matter, Wang Ziyi did not hesitate to sum up with the Jiang family in private. Just because Jing Yi has an unreliable father, and there may be an unreliable stepmother in the future, Wang Ziyi and his wife had to vote against it in the end.

Eat well, sleep well, and be fed like a pig, Wang Jibao's little pot friend, doesn't know that his marriage has been taken out and slipped around.

Since that kid is about to leave, his own sister is only more than two years old, and there is nothing inconvenient to see. So Wang Ziyi nodded and agreed: "Then let Baomei go to your yard." But you have to pay attention to the safety of Bao Mei. If you bump or bump it, I'm going to ask you. ”

Seeing that the trip was successful, Wang Yuting immediately responded happily: "Uncle, please do it." Is it hard to get me for this little thing? In my heart, Baomei's safety is more important than myself. ”

After speaking, he immediately stepped forward, lowered his body, and stretched out his hand to hold Wang Xibao, who Wang Ziyi had just put down.

Wang Jibao didn't even ask a question like this, and was packaged and sold by his father.

However, when she heard that Jing Yi's kid was leaving Yongdu, she was really a little reluctant. I also look forward to seeing each other again.

When she went out, Mama Dong Pudong, who had already been on duty, hugged Wang Jibao. Xiangwu led a ten-year-old girl to follow. The two of them were holding spare clothes for Wang Jibao and some snacks she often ate.

Wang Yuting is over seven years old, and he has already lived in the outer courtyard and has his own independent courtyard. The old marquis named the place where he lived Tingtai Pavilion.

Approaching the Tingtai Pavilion, Wang Jibao came down. Wang Yuting stepped forward and took Wang Jibao's little hand and walked forward slowly.

When I got closer, I saw Jing Yi who was already waiting at the door.

I haven't seen him for more than a year, and his facial features are still exquisite, but the little Zhengtai, who is white and tender, and a little chubby, has completely changed.

Dressed in a gorgeous costume, Jing Yi, who has a slender figure, has already begun to take on majesty with his hands behind his back. The delicate little face that was tight showed a slight smile after seeing Wang Yuting holding Wang Jibao in his hand.