"Grandpa Guo is back home!"

The carriage drove straight into the middle road in front of the second gate, and five or six small servants came to pick it up with lanterns.

Lin Zhixiao, the former chief steward of Rong Mansion, is now retired, and has taken his family back to Jinling to look at the house and care for the elderly, leaving only a daughter, Lin Hongyu, who was married to Jia Yun a few years ago by Sister Feng's grace, needless to say.

Now that the chief steward of Rongguo Mansion has been taken over by Zhao Tianliang, the people who came with the sedan chair came to greet him.

Zhao Tianliang knew that Jia Lian was not supported by anyone, so he didn't come forward, just waited for Jia Lian to get off the car, changed to a sedan chair, and then followed the sedan chair and walked inside.

In front of the gate of the outer instrument, there is already a brilliant scene of lights, the inside and outside are as bright as day, and two columns of maids stand on both sides of the road to greet each other, each carrying colored lanterns.

Jia Lian saw it, called Zhao Tianliang to come to him, and said suspiciously: "There are still a few days left in the New Year's Festival, what happy events happened at home, do such a scene?"

Zhao Tianliang was greeted for a while, and was about to send the sedan chair into the instrument door to rest, but suddenly listened to this question, so he smiled and replied: "The little one is working in the outer house, and I have heard about some things, the two young masters inside are feverish, and they are happy, and when they see that they are good to feed in the future, the wife will say that they want to celebrate for a while."

Jia Lian couldn't help laughing and said, "Pox is indeed a happy event."

At that moment, the sedan chair had already gone to the Neiyi Gate, and it was going to Rongxi Hall, it was getting late, and Zhao Tianliang was not busy, so he went to rest.

Jia Lian got off the sedan chair Rongxi Hall, entered the hall, and saw that Sister Feng was already waiting, and the two nurses on the side each hugged a boy to say goodbye.

Jia Lian bowed slightly, first went to the side hall to change his clothes, and then came back and hugged one in one hand, with a smile on his face, and sat next to Sister Feng.

"Ancestor bless, this is the right thing to do." Sister Feng said, "Hurry up and go to make incense for Lao Ronggong and Lao Taijun."

Jia Lian nodded, and said, "If there are these two more, they are also older, and the children of ordinary families should crawl on the ground at this time. After the New Year, just let them learn to walk, and it won't be like holding them all day long."

The two nurses hurriedly said yes.

The two boys in his arms couldn't help teasing, they were already asleep, and Jia Lian handed them over to the nurse to take them.

At this time, the food had already been passed over, and Sister Feng helped set the dishes and chopsticks, remembered something, and asked, "Mrs., did you go to see you when you came back?"

Jia Lian replied while eating: "I didn't go, when the affairs of the DPRK are over, we will go together on Chinese New Year's Eve to ask for peace, and it is just a matter of expectation."

Sister Feng nodded and didn't say anything more.

In the end, Jia Lian was not born and raised by Mrs. Xing, so now her son is a prince of the country, and her mother is still a first-class lady.

Filial piety waits for even if it is not exhaustive, and others can't find anything wrong.

As soon as Sister Feng thought about this, she couldn't help but think more.

She is a serious duchess, but she only has one sister, but she is not as good as Ping'er.

Although Ping'er has always respected her, and the two boys have not said much about their upbringing here, but in the end, there is a bit of a barrier, won't they be very similar to Mrs. Xing and Jia Lian in the future?

Jia Lian was eating and drinking, and when she saw that Sister Feng suddenly stopped talking, her face was depressed.

Jia Lian couldn't help laughing, and said, "I expected this day, Brother Feng is not a broad-minded person, where do you want to take care of the two boys to sell well? The ancestor is no longer here, you have sold me well, and you know that I have always refused to accept your affection. If you finally get embarrassed, I will persuade you to hand over the two boys to Ping'er to carry with you, which is the long-term seriousness."

Sister Feng was ashamed and angry when she heard this, and said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, what to buy and what to sell, what kind of person am I, can you afford to buy me?" If it's all rotten tongues, I'll keep these two, and in the future, it's also for their future, what do you want to give!"

While speaking, Sister Feng refused to stay, got up and walked out.

Jia Lian was already overwhelmed by the pressure of the DPRK, and his whole body was brisk, and he got good news at home, so he just laughed, and saw that Sister Feng ran away with shame, so he stopped slightly.

After a short time, the wine and rice are used up, and the table is removed.

Jia Lian was not in a hurry to rest, and asked where Ping'er was, so he left Rongxi Hall and went south behind

North Sandwich Road.

When I went out this morning, Ping'er talked about the things in the East Cross Courtyard, and I was going to listen to the following.

In the night, fine snow drifted on the lanterns in front of and behind the door, and the candlelight saw that the sky and the earth were black and white.

Soon, through the north-south wide sandwich road, to the old flower hall behind the west road.

Ping'er saw someone coming over to see the lights from afar, and he was busy coming out to welcome Jia Lian in to talk.

"Everything that should be demolished in the Grand View Garden has been demolished, and the lanes in the east and west have been rebuilt. I'm thinking about it here, now that there are few people in the family, it's not good to have such a big empty place behind, and without the excitement of the ancestors, I always have to arrange something to decorate. Let's just say that this flower hall was still from when Miss Lin came to the house, and it should be renovated and a new one built."

Jia Lian was introduced inside, sat down and was about to speak, when Ping'er stuffed a hand stove and held it first.

Ping'er said again: "Second master, don't be anxious, what I told you before is true, take advantage of the imperial doctor's visit today, Qingwen is diagnosed with joy, I ask you to talk to grandma about this."

Jia Lian came here for this, nodded immediately, and said, "Originally, there was no need to hide this matter from Sister Feng first, but it seems that a few of us are sneaky and treat others as villains."

Ping'er smiled: "Isn't it just that you can explain it, and I am also at fault when I am busy?"

Jia Lian didn't argue with Ping'er about this reason, but only asked people to add charcoal to buy wine and carry the table, and sat down with Ping'er in this old flower hall, facing the old site of Daguan Garden, and enjoyed the night snow.

Ping'er fiddled with the abacus on the side a few times, but she didn't have any intentions, so she got up and sat down next to Jia Lian, and after warming up a little, she brought up the matter.

"There is a cook in the outer house, Wu Gui, who recently died of alcoholism."

Jia Lian was eating wine, and he didn't know what Ping'er was doing when he suddenly mentioned this, so he wondered for a while, so he had to stop and ask, "Who is this person, and there was this person in the mansion in the past?"

Ping'er said, "It's the one that people call 'mudworms'."

Only then did Jia Lian remember that person a little, and replied: "If it is because of the fact that many mudworms are sick, according to the rules handed down above, the bought ones will be given forty taels, and the children of the family will be given twenty taels, which can be regarded as a personal favor to their family to take care of the funeral."

Ping'er said, "Where do you need to open your mouth about this, I have already sent the silver to his family. But coincidentally, Wu Guiyuan was Qingwen's aunt and brother, and now Qingwen has only such a relative in the capital, so he told me that he wanted to ask for a grace to go out for a funeral, and he did such a relative."

Jia Lian said: "I have long heard that Qingwen's parents are not there, and there is only an aunt and brother, so it turns out that she is such a muddy worm. Now that it's gone, what is there to Qingwen to see? and ask for grace."

Ping'er said: "You don't know, first, Qingwen thinks about more things, she was originally a person who copied from the Lai family, and she was a slave among the slaves, and she suffered a lot, so she had to be more eye-catching when she saw the rules. Second, I also read that she is pregnant, although she is not pregnant, but if she goes outside with her, what happens, how can Qingwen and I be worthy of the second master and grandma? Besides, her aunt's brother's family has a bad reputation."

On a snowy night, the lights are dim.

Jia Lian and Ping'er didn't know that when the two were talking, Qingwen also came here to look for someone because Ping'er had not returned for a long time.

With no one to help deliver the words, Qingwen faintly heard her words about herself at the bottom of the stairs, and her heart couldn't help but tighten, but she refused to leave, so she went straight inside.

"Master, Sister Ping'er."

Qingwen went to the flower hall, greeted Jia Lian and Ping'er, and then stood behind Ping'er.

"Look at you're cold, I'm going back in a moment."

Ping'er took Qingwen's hand and asked her to sit down beside her, she wanted to hand over a glass of warm wine to warm up, but she gave up after a little upset, but she was afraid of getting in the way, so she asked the maid who was waiting on the side to add another hand stove.

After a while, a gilded hand stove was presented, and Ping'er handed it to Qingwen, who was hanging her head, and said, "The second master has agreed to go to Wu Gui's house, but I still have to tell you something if I have something to say."

Qingwen couldn't hide her joy, and looked at Jia Lian, who was looking at the snow and pouring herself a drink, without leaving a trace, and said, "Please ask my sister to tell me about this."

Ping'er said, "Wu Gui's house is on Ningrong Street

Outside, although it is not far away, they are still working in Rongfu, but because it is your mother's family, the rules are indispensable. I ask Mama Zhao to take you out, follow the daughter-in-law who went out to pass four, bring the little girl with you, four sedan chairs outside, a few more older people to follow, two big sedan chairs and two small sedan chairs, and the small sedan chair is given to a decent big girl and grandma."

Qingwen had already agreed, but the words were not finished.

Ping'er said: "I don't need to talk about the clothes and jewelry on your body, you are also a person who knows the rules, you wear gold and silver, you should add it, this is all for outsiders to see." It's just your brother's funeral, and it doesn't have to be too glorious, and before you go out, I always have to help you look carefully, and then go to the old lady and grandmother to say goodbye. Also, when you get there, don't use anything from outside, and don't eat water from outside, because it's hard to keep it clean, and go to day and go back during the day."

Qingwen wanted to speak for a while, so she had to write them down one by one.

At this time, Jia Lian turned around and said, "So there is still such an arrangement? is to fiddle with the dignity of the Rong Mansion in the surroundings, what else is the reputation of 'practicing filial piety' and 'the supreme sex in family'?"

Ping'er smiled: "The house has always been so regular, always pay attention to the façade."

Jia Lian thought thoughtfully, his eyes wandered over the old site of the snow-buried Grand View Garden, and finally landed on Qingwen's face.

'You can do a little bit of flesh and blood, and you can be the most sexual. "

This is what the eldest sister Yuanchun said in the holy decree when she was in the province.

It turned out to be so similar to Qingwen who was going to the funeral at this time?

The royal reputation of filial piety is to let Yuanchun save relatives.

Rongfu's reputation for filial piety is to let Qingwen run for funeral.

The royal family showed dignity, it was to Yuanchun Province, there were more than a dozen pairs of eunuchs along the road to open the way, holding the royal incense pin gold furnace, seven phoenix golden umbrellas, incense beads, embroidered handkerchiefs, dust, eight people carried the golden phoenix, Zhaorong Cai Concubine costumes, not like the people who accompanied their parents and relatives.

Rongfu shows its dignity, it is to run for the funeral with Qingwen, to have an elderly slave to open the way, change clothes and accessories, the body is distinct, four sedan chairs are sent to each other, and the maid and wife serve, but it is not like a person who is running for a funeral.

Yuanchun provincial relatives, to worship the Buddha, in the Daming Palace to accompany the royal to see the lanterns, before coming out.

Qingwen went to the funeral, and she had to wait for Mrs. Xing's Sister Feng to summon her and speak before she could go out.

One leaves the same night.

One will return on the same day.

Although Ping'er is already extremely humane in this way, it can't get rid of the old rules.

Jia Lian couldn't help but shake his head when he thought about this, put the cold wine in his hand into his throat, and said, "It turned out that I was a little wrong that day, and the royal family was so unconcerned about the matter of the eldest sister's relatives. It was useless to attack the eunuchs and female officials after all, but it made the eldest sister look down on me."

Qingwen now says that she is the master, but she is actually a slave of the Rong Mansion.

Yuan Chun said that he was a concubine back then, but he was actually a royal minion.

Now only the Grand View Garden is left as a ruin, and the snow is covered with a voice.

Ping'er came to help at this time, reached out and touched Jia Lian's forehead, and said to Qingwen, "The second master is drunk, in my opinion, I don't know what he said anymore."

Jia Lian grabbed the hand on his forehead and put it down, and said with a smile: "I'm not drunk, I'm not crazy, I just let people finally figure out what I was pickling in the first place."

Saying that, Jia Lian turned his head to Qingwen and said, "Tomorrow is free, let's just go to the funeral with you."

When Qingwen heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up.

Ping'er hurriedly dissuaded: "I'm afraid this is not in accordance with the rules, in the early years, when Aunt Zhao was still there, her own brother died, and the second master didn't say to see it."

In a hurry, Ping'er didn't care about mentioning such a person as Aunt Zhao.

Jia Lian smiled, "I don't care about this, my heart is clean. This thing you arranged is too fake, it's just a decent appearance, in fact, it hasn't changed at all, and it is a real good thing for me to accompany Qingwen to a serious funeral, so as not to have anything to fear behind her back."

Having said this, Jia Lian got up, picked up half a pot of unfinished wine, and walked into the snow scene at the old site of Daguan Garden to play.

Ping'er also got up anxiously, while sending people to carry the lantern quickly

went to keep up, and then came to Tongqingwen without complaints: "He understands best in his heart, and his words are definitely true. You are half the master of the house, you have been with the second master for so long, and you have been in the same room for so long, and the title deed of the grange in Tai'an outside has been asked to be collected by you, why are you afraid of anyone behind your back?"

"I'm not as good as Sister Ping'er, I'm not afraid of anything else, I'm afraid that the second master will be tired of me."

Qingwen replied, got up, and said with a smile: "I'm not afraid now, good sister, don't be in a hurry to blame me, let's go and find the second master to come back quickly, so as not to freeze."

"You're crazy, you man. The second master is too, deliberately walking so fast that he wants others to look for him."

Ping'er stomped her feet, asked someone to bring more clothes to wear, and went to the snow to find someone.