Chapter 310: It's easy to get a day of leisure, but it's rare to return for a hundred years
The day before, the Yang family came with four uncles, and they earnestly wanted to persuade Yang Jinzhou to take over the patriarch: on this day, the big day of the imperial hall, the Yang family only had this eleventh uncle Yang Luo come to the door, and at the same time expressed his thoughts about the position of the patriarch, and pulled Yang Jinzhou as a support. The difference between the front and the back is so great that Chen Lan walked all the way with a frown, and in the end, it was Yang Jinzhou who suddenly pulled her, and she felt that she had tripped up, and while stabilizing her body, she noticed that there were steps in front of her.
"It's not a big deal, there's no need to be so distracted!" , Yang Jinzhou raised his eyebrows, and then said disapprerovitically, "It's up to me whether I agree or not." I have a reputation for not being able to enter the world, and I don't care what they say or do behind their backs. It's just that Uncle Eleven's words are also sincere, I am the patriarch, how can I have the kung fu to take care of them all the time, and I am not looking for the old deacon of the clan in a hurry, and in the end it is more likely to be set aside, and I have taken on my reputation for no reason but has not lost benefits. "This eleventh uncle is really good at talking...... Chen Lan smiled slightly, and naturally reached out to hold Yang Jinzhou's arm, "Why doesn't he say that he is a soft-spoken person, if he doesn't have you behind him, he can't be the patriarch." In this way, in order to keep his position, he will never let his people turn against you. As for the family property, the Ru Ning Bo Mansion was inspected instead of the family property before, and the difference is big with that one word alone. Now that the pawnshop has been confiscated, a lot of property has been confiscated, but the sacrificial field has not moved, the clan field has not moved, and the property under the name of the clan has not moved, and he has not much benefit as the patriarch? ”
"You...... It's really bright-eyed, fortunately, Uncle Eleven didn't see you, I just thought for a while that Uncle Eleventh didn't have my support, and he couldn't be the patriarch. "Male protagonist and female protagonist, you, a man who only cares about big things, can ignore it, but I, a woman who settles accounts, can't ignore it. Don't forget, "What was it like when you first met me in Anyuan!" ”
Yang Jinzhou saw Chen Lan smiling slyly, and the scene at that time appeared in front of his eyes again. At that time, there was a black tenant in front of the gate of Anyuan, and when she saw Chen Lan in the tent, "she was still calm and self-controlled, and later pulled up the tiger skin as a banner and used him as a cover to deal with the third uncle Chen Ying." Well, at this point, he couldn't help but gently patted her hand hanging on the crook of his arm, and then raised his head and said, "In this case, I will promise Uncle Eleven when I turn around." The son of the sect is not good, how can the wife of the sect be good? It's thankless, and it's enough to make you tired when you welcome the delivery and industrial measures at home, "Not to mention the clan affairs......"
There are many talented and outstanding men in the world, but very few can sympathize with their wives from such details. At this moment, Chen Lan unconsciously got closer to the people around him, and wanted to say something, but he felt that everything he said seemed to be raw, and at the end of the day, he just hummed softly, and then muttered: "It's okay to hang him for two days, even if the army over there has to set off immediately" In the past, the affairs of the clan would never be the second uncle, and there would always be the old deacons of the older generation in charge. Only when they are unstable first, things will be easy to do, otherwise Uncle Eleven may not be able to go up. Besides, maybe someone else will reveal more inside information? Glancing down at his little wife who was clinging to him, Yang Jinzhou unconsciously showed a smile, but he didn't say anything, just raised his hand and stroked a trace of messy hair on her forehead. The two of them walked quietly along the bluestone corner road, "Although there are occasional daughters-in-law and mothers-in-law along the road, most of them are busy bowing their heads and curtling, and waiting for people to pass over and take a few more curious looks."
Although some of the guests left early, the rest of them had to bother with lunch in the Mirror Garden. There are only a dozen people in the total, whether it is the main hall Zhiyuan Hall or the Jiang family's five main rooms, they can all be placed, but because they are all relatives and friends with the best friendship" Just after being stuffy in the room for a long time, Chen Lan agreed with his mother-in-law early "Set up another banquet in a thatched hall on the edge of the lotus pond." First, the large kitchen is next to it, so that the hot meals will not get cold on the road, and the second is because several military officers have sent fresh game, in addition to the kitchen preparation, you can also put a grill in front of it yourself.
Sure enough, after this meal, all the guests ate happily and unrestrainedly, several young girls and daughters-in-law were also curious to play barbecue in front, and there was an Aunt Yun who was proficient in cooking to help watch the fire, and even Du Zheng also ate several pieces of wild boar tenderloin, and Zhang Huixin was the most playful, eating and playing. And Chen Yan, who is here at a young age, not to mention, if it weren't for Chen Lan staring, he would be able to pretend to have a stomach full of fragrant barbecue.
When it was time to say goodbye after the meal, Yang Jinzhou accompanied Dai Wenzhi and Zhang Yan, the prince of South Korea, and several other military children who came today to see the Jiang family in the main room, and Dai Wenzhi saw Zhang Huixin rubbing his stomach pitifully and saying that he couldn't walk, his face was full of the flush of drinking too much wine, and his face was full of helplessness for a while.
And Zhang Yan looked at Chen Yan, who was obediently standing beside Mrs. Wei and saying something, and then glanced at Du Zheng, who was young but obviously a beauty, and a smile flashed across his face.
All in all, Yang Jinzhou's rare last day of vacation, the mirror garden is because the main hall has the inscription of the Son of Heaven and up and down, and the guests are visiting the garden to enjoy the pleasure of eating, drinking and having fun, and when the sunset of this winter day sets, the last group of reluctant guests will leave.
"Sister, if there is such a good thing in the future, you must not pull me down!"
"Okay, okay, it's rare to steal a day of laziness for you, if it's like this every day, don't talk about Mr. Han, even my mother can't talk about it. You can come at any time, don't fall behind in literature and martial arts! Seeing Chen Yan sighing and nodding, he turned around but instead of getting on the horse directly, he slipped to Yang Jinzhou's side again, and mysteriously pulled people aside to say something, Chen Lan only felt angry and funny. It's just that when she saw Zhang Huixin leaning out of the car and beckoning to her, Dai Wenzhi was nervously pulling her on the side, and her cousin Zhang Yan, who got on the horse, gently led the way, and Chen Yan got on the horse after speaking, and simply pulled the reins to let the mount go back and forth, she only felt that her heart was full of happiness.
Although the short two-day holiday was far from enough to offset the previous marriage leave, Yang Jinzhou still resumed the practice of getting up at two o'clock and preparing for the court after practicing swords. Chen Lan, who was not used to getting up so early, followed for two days, but was urgently stopped by Jiang and Yang Jinzhou because of the poor sleep effect, so he had to give two more instructions every night before going to bed. A few days after the Imperial Gift, the imperial concubine sent someone a painting, but it was the word "blessing" on it. Jiang liked this handscroll very much, and immediately asked people to take it to make a plaque, and immediately replaced the four characters of the gold and jade hall in front of his own hall, and everyone changed their words for a while to call this a cherished blessing.
And the county lord of Yixing didn't know that it was because he was really bored at home for too long, so he still had to show that he didn't just have a safe pregnancy and didn't care about anything else, and let people send three plaques that had been made in one day. From the Yiqing Hall where Chen Lan and Yang Jinzhou lived, Yang Jinzhou's outer study Hanhai Zhai, and the martial arts hall of the martial arts hall at the back. According to the relay of Zhao's mother, who led the way this time, if it weren't for the fact that he was unable to move now, the county lord who had never been idle would have planned to take a good tour of the Mirror Garden, and Chen Lan and his wife would consider changing all the names.
After Chen Lan mentioned the matter entrusted by Zhang Bingyun to Yang Jinzhou, after thinking about it carefully, he simply repaired the book and sent it to Luo Xu, which could be regarded as letting this prince solve the problem for his fiancée.
On the side of the Yang family, Yang Wa, who had been subjected to military flow, delayed for several days, and finally went on the road miserably, and she only sent two hundred taels of Chengyi according to Yang Jinzhou's wishes. As for King Huai's calculation of Yang Jinzhou, she asked Eunuch Xia to build momentum in the palace, and released the news that King Huai Kai coveted several daughters and nieces of the old family of the pavilion and even the daughter of the clan, and King Huai immediately took care of himself.
Occasionally, I went to the Yangning Hou Mansion to explore the Zhu family and Mrs. Xu, went to the other courtyard to see the righteous mother Yixing County Lord, and walked around the Dai family and the Zhang family in Du Mansion.
However, just when she secretly sighed how good it would be if it was like this every day, the messenger of the Yangning Marquis Mansion to report the funeral went to the Mirror Garden, and the Yang Ning Marquis passed away!
Chen Lan was sewing the pair of warm foreheads to give to his mother-in-law, and he couldn't hold it all of a sudden, and the thing fell to the ground without hand. Looking at Mother Wu, who was kneeling on the ground with a sallow face and a sallow nose with a filial piety belt, she couldn't help but take a deep breath, and she only felt panicked in her heart.
"When?" Wu's mother kowtowed two more times, and then said with a crying voice: "It's this morning." Madame was able to eat yesterday afternoon, everyone was very happy, who knew that this morning would suddenly be bad, Imperial Doctor Lin tried his best but still couldn't save it. Madame just looked at the sixth young master before leaving, and didn't say anything. ”
Is it too late to say, or has everything that should have been said already said, and now it is said that it is sad and regretful?
Chen Lan took a deep breath, instructed Aunt Yun to help Wu's mother up, and asked people to rush to make filial piety clothes, and then went to Xifuju to report to the Jiang family. Jiang Shi also sighed, and hurriedly sent Zhuang's mother to prepare a condolence ceremony, etc., and ordered someone to send Chen Lan to the Yangning Marquis Mansion. When everyone was gone, she prayed in the house and shook her head.
"Alas, after all, it's the ...... of the "......"
When the car stopped, Chen Lan, who was wearing plain clothes, got out of the car, and looked at the Yangning Hou Mansion that had picked out the white lanterns and tied up and down with white filial piety, and his feet were still involuntarily stagnant. In this huge family, compared to Mrs. Ma, who still makes waves from time to time, even if Mrs. Xu is named Mrs. Yangninghou, she still does not have much sense of existence. Now, will this last vestiges of existence disappear in this miserable and dazzling white?