Concubine Xian returned to the province, Feng Jia stopped at Rongguo Mansion, Ningrong Street, Yongfang, Dashi, Shanggong, Shangyi, Shangfu, Shangshi, Shangyu, Shanggong Six Bureaus and Gong Zhengsi all sent experienced old and spicy female officials to accompany them.

Not to mention that the Ministry of Rites, Taichang Temple, and the civil and military officials of the Dragon Guard came with Hu, and the cumbersome process of provincial relatives was simplified, and the royal prestige that should be had was indispensable.

"Mother, it's time to enter the house."

The female official of the Shangyi Bureau cried with joy when she saw Yuan Chun, and she fell into memories and couldn't extricate herself, so she had to step forward and whisper a reminder.

Only then did Yuan Chun temporarily put away the excitement of seeing his relatives, wiped away the tears on his face, returned to his former dignity, and was helped off the carriage by the palace people.

"The mother returns to the province, everyone welcomes you, kneel!"

The officials of the Ministry of Rites just followed the established process, but unexpectedly, this kneeling made Yuan Chun's brows furrow.

"Although this palace is a palace concubine, she is also the daughter of the Jia family, how can she let her relatives kneel ......to greet her?"

Saying that, she ignored it, completely let go of any palace rules and rituals, and trotted to Jia's mother like a little girl: "Grandmother, Yuan'er is back."

The officials of the Ministry of Rites were dumbfounded, and the female officials of the Shangyi Bureau were also wide-eyed.

They gave each other a look, wanting each other to come forward and persuade each other, but at some point, Jia Cong had already exposed the standard eight bright white teeth, blocking the way of the two.

"Niangniang is finally lighter, and she is pregnant with a dragon, we can still be simple, and you can be less burdened, right?"

"General Xiao Jia, this is the rule......

As soon as the official of the Ministry of Rites reminded half a sentence, he saw the smile on Jia Cong's face gradually disappearing, and his nose let out, "Huh?"

Belch......

Whether it was the singer of the Ministry of Rites or the female Shangyi of the Shangyi Bureau, they all swallowed their saliva.

They looked at the purple-robed orange cat official uniform on the child in front of them, and swallowed all the scoldings and reminders.

This young master, I can't afford to provoke him! People have grilled fish in the Longshou Palace, rolled in the Qinzheng Palace, frenzied in the Prince's Palace, and scolded people in the Fengtian Palace......

"Third Brother, Third Brother......

Huh? Who called me?

Jia Cong looked behind the female officer, and a small figure appeared on the wheel of the carriage.

He was a little confused, the emperor was really crazy? Why does the little princess appear in the phoenix driving back to the province?

Xiao Liu Chun waited in the carriage, but Yuanchun would become a little girl herself, where did she remember that there was a baby in the car.

Hearing Jia Cong's voice, the little girl finally couldn't help it, lifted the curtain and moved to the wheel, and stretched out her hand to Jia Cong: "Third brother, third brother......

Jia Cong had no choice but to step forward, and just wanted to pick him up, but the female official of the Shangyi Bureau stopped him again: "Lord Xiao Jia must not be rude!"

"Third brother, hug!"

The little princess leaned forward and was about to fall off the wheel, but Jia Cong ignored the female official's warning and caught her and hugged her.

Who can say no to a soft glutinous rice dumpling? Who can?

Seeing that the female official frowned and was slightly angry, the chamberlain who had followed the little princess to Rongguo Mansion yesterday hurriedly reminded in his ear: "Shang Yi, Your Royal Highness let Lord Xiao Jia hold ......

Jia Cong just hugged the elated little princess, followed the little person's fingers, came to the girl's pile, and put it down.

"Ah, Chun'er! I thought you weren't coming."

Xichun immediately hugged him, jumping and shouting.

Yingchun hurriedly reminded her, the little girl stuck out her tongue, and whispered in the ear of the little princess, the little princess's eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and her eyes became brighter and brighter.

The original process set by the Ministry of Rites was completely messed up, but at the same time, the human touch became stronger.

Unlike other concubines who go home to save their relatives, Yuanchun's return to the province is more like a girl married out by the people, which makes people's hearts full of warmth.

"My lord, what shall we do?"

The singer had to quietly ask Langzhong, who was in charge of all this, and Lord Langzhong, who was dressed in a ceremonial dress, looked at Yuan Chun, who was wiping tears with his family one by one, and Jia Cong, who was grinning at him, and helplessly supported his forehead: "Forget it, so be it,

We can't afford to mess with this young man."

Rules are meant to be broken!

Jia Cong sat in front of the door yesterday and watched the ritual drill, and the cumbersome process was annoying.

Even if it is simplified, but Yuanchun is pregnant, where can he withstand this toss.

So he had already discussed with Master Jing and Master Pardon, and since he came to Ningrong Street, he would follow the rules of the Jia family. Z.br>

As for the rules of the Jia family, there are no rules!

The old lady took her eldest granddaughter's hand and stepped into the gate of Rongguo Mansion. The hustle and bustle in front of the door seemed to stop instantly when Yuan Chun stepped into the door.

Familiar corridors, familiar pavilions, familiar grass and trees......

Jia Cong acted as a precursor and asked, "Does the eldest sister go to the garden first or go back to Rongxi Hall to rest first?"

"After being away from home for a long time, I really want to go back to the warm pavilion and get some sleep. Grandmother, let's go back to Rongxi Hall."

Yuan Chun's answer made everyone sad for a while, and the old lady couldn't help crying: "Okay, okay, let's go back to Rongxi Hall."

The process of Yuanchun's entry into the palace was not mentioned for the time being, but Yuanchun, who was still a girl at that time, really had the purpose of sheltering the Jia family from the wind and rain.

After a few years, the girl finally had the ability to shelter the Jia family from the wind and rain, but she always missed the time she spent at home when she was young.

Jia Jing's eyes were slightly red, and he pulled Jia Rong to him: "You go and arrange for the subordinate officials of the Six Palaces and One Division to go to the garden first. Then go to the front yard to entertain the guests, and I'll come back later."

There are still fewer people who can use it in the family, Jia Lian is not there, and the only person in the entire Jia family who is a little older is Jia Rong, who has a softer temperament.

As a last resort, Jia Baoyu and Jia Cong went into battle together, leaving the time for the reunion to a few elders and the little girls at home.

Feng Ziying and the others helped a lot today, helping the Jia family entertain guests, and the front yard was also in order.

Jia Cong walked around the front yard and went to the garden to take a look. During the luncheon, he did not go to the Rongxi Hall, but entertained the guests who had come to congratulate him in the front yard.

There was a lot of noise, and it was not until evening that Ning Rong Street slowly subsided.

Except for those colorful lanterns and red silks, as well as the guards and forbidden troops coming and going, the entire Ningrong Street has returned to its former calm.

After the luncheon, Yuan Chun has been resting in the warm pavilion. Mrs. Wang didn't say a word today except wiping her tears.

The old lady didn't drive her back to the Buddhist hall, and this year, Mrs. Wang didn't toss anymore, and everyone in the Jia family forgot about it intentionally or unintentionally.

When Mrs. Wang walked out of the Buddhist hall today, the original wealth had long disappeared without a trace, and the emaciation was terrifying.

The dinner was held in the Rongxi Hall, and even the screen was gone, and the family was gathered together except for Jia Lian and his wife, who were far away in the south of the Yangtze River.

Yuan Chun took off his heavy palace clothes and phoenix hairpins, changed into his regular clothes at home, and sat with a group of sisters, as if he was several years younger.

Even the little princess Liu Chun's eyes widened, and she almost couldn't recognize the extra sister.

"Mother Xian, so beautiful!"

"Chun'er is so good."

Since returning home, Yuan Chun feels a lot more relaxed. She gently pinched the little girl's face, and said with a smile, "This is as you want, let's sleep with the fourth sister tonight."

As she spoke, she turned around and beckoned to Xichun, who was secretly looking at her, "Fourth sister come here......

For Xichun, Yuanchun, the eldest sister, has always only appeared in the mouths of the elders, and she has no impression at all.

Hearing Yuan Chun call her, she walked up timidly.

"When I left home, my fourth sister was the age of a kitten, and now they are all big girls."

Yuan Chun touched Xichun's little brain, smiled with Jia's mother and said, "I think the girls in our family, the fourth sister is the most eccentric, I want to give my grandmother a headache."

Mother Jia couldn't help but smile when she thought about her temperament of cherishing spring in the past.

"You don't know, this girl has the most trouble every day, and her sisters combined can't make a fuss with her. But I also like her boisterousness, every

I don't get used to seeing her come to trouble me every day."

Xichun covered her face when she heard this, and threw herself into the old lady's arms and twisted around: "What's the matter, he is a good child."

Yuan Chun looked at the harmony at home and was relieved.

Now the Jia family has their own management in the harem, and there are uncles and cousins planning in front of the palace, as long as the family is harmonious and united, they are not afraid of others' calculations.

After the dinner, except for Jia Rong and Jia Cong, the rest of the juniors went back to the room to rest.

Mrs. Wang also reluctantly left the Rongxi Hall, and Yuan Chun waved away the palace attendants who were waiting, and the family finally had a chance to talk about business.

"Uncle Jing really doesn't plan to become an official in the court?"

Jia Jing shook his head: "There are many children in the clan, instead of going to the court to calculate and calculate, I think it is more useful to carefully teach the children of the clan, and it is good to forgive the younger brother and the political brother in the court."

The old lady nodded approvingly, and sighed: "What Jing'er said is that in the past two years, I have also understood that there are many things that affect the family and the children and grandchildren. Jing'er is in charge at home, and the boss can be more at ease in the court."

The emperor complained a lot about the gentlemen in the capital in Fengzao Palace, and with the rectification of the Jia family, his reputation is getting better and better.

Rich for only three generations, it is the most critical period for the Jia family, and having Jia Jing, the old patriarch, is in the town at home is indeed more useful than tossing in the court.

It was a waste of Jia Jing's unparalleled talent, and the military advisor who looked down on the East Palace back then now wants to nest in the family for the sake of the family.

Yuan Chun sighed deeply in his heart, and turned his gaze to his father: "Your Majesty said before that you want your father to go to Zhejiang to serve and study, and you will set off after the year.

"Your Majesty has told me about this, the family has been arranged, and your uncle has also helped recruit suitable staff, mother...... Sister Yuan'er can rest assured."

Jia Yu gave a general explanation of the family's arrangements, and Yuan Chun nodded: "And Baoyu, the last time my grandmother came to me, she told me that she wanted to find a daughter in the clan, I pondered for a long time, and it was best to stop this matter......

"Baoyu's marriage is not in a hurry for the time being, and Sister Yuan doesn't have to worry about it."

Jia Yu couldn't help but complain in his heart that the old lady was unreliable again, hadn't he discussed it before? Why did you talk to Yuan Chun about this?

The old lady saw that there was a lot of complaint in her eldest son's eyes, and she rarely did not refute and reprimand, but pursed her lips: "Am I in a hurry? The eldest princess of Huide Qing asked to come to the house again to say ......

Jia Yu pursed his lips and continued: "Sister Yuan'er's most important thing at the moment is the dragon son in her belly, don't worry about family affairs, everything is with me and your uncle, your father, and it will be fine."

"And me!"

Jia Cong slapped his chest: "With me, big sister, don't worry, with me, there will be nothing at home." Big sister can raise the baby with peace of mind, so I can give birth to a little nephew as soon as possible!"

Syllable!

As soon as his skull hurt, Jia Cong immediately hugged his head and squatted down.

Master Pardon skillfully knocked on his son's skull: "Messing around again, squatting quietly, don't interject!"

Yuan Chun covered his mouth and smiled, his cousin was messing around, but what his cousin said was extremely reasonable.

The Jia family has this little devil star, and no one dares to easily fight their own ideas.

She had only heard the emperor say a few days ago that she would leave Jia Cong to the four princes for great use. This means that from the Emperor Taishang to the emperor and then to the future crown prince, the Jia family will have three generations of royal trust.

As long as they don't rebel, the Jia family will continue to be honored for at least tens of years and nearly a hundred years!

Yuan Chun gently stroked her slightly bulging abdomen, and secretly said in her heart: As long as she can give birth to the dragon son safely and don't think about those unrealistic things, whether she or her mother's family, she will live a comfortable and smooth life.

When night falls, the lanterns are on, and the lamp walls in the garden are brilliant.

Yuan Chun, accompanied by his family, visited this newly built exquisite garden at night, but Jia Jing, Jia Yu, Jia Zheng and the male heirs of the family had gathered in front of the gate, waiting for the arrival of the holy car.

Before the luncheon, the holy decree came to the palace, and the holy car will arrive at the Rongguo Mansion at three o'clock. And I will be stationed in the garden tonight, and tomorrow will be the beginning of the day

will return to the palace and go to court.

Jia Zheng muttered unruly in a low voice, and Jia Yu couldn't cry or laugh. When the stubborn fourth was young, he couldn't talk about the rules at every turn, but he didn't expect there to be such a side.

Crunch crunch......

The imperial car is finally here, the emperor is out on patrol today, and the dragon guards are all dressed in ordinary warrior suits, about a hundred or so people, and the escort carriage is parked at the door of Rongguo Mansion.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

When the emperor, dressed in regular clothes, stood on the wheel and looked at everyone, Jia Jing led the male heirs of the family to bow down one after another.

Liu Heng jumped out of the carriage directly, waved his hand and said, "Get up, the rules are too annoying, I came out today to relax."

Although the emperor said so, Jia Jing still followed the rules meticulously, and bowed again one by one: "Your Majesty!"

The old patriarch worshipped, and everyone in the Jia family naturally followed suit.

The corners of Liu Heng's mouth twitched obviously, he crossed Jia Jing and looked at Jia Cong: "Little fat man, where is Concubine Xian?" Take me over. The rest of the people, disperse."

Jia Cong could only bow down and ask: "Your Majesty, please, the minister will take Your Majesty there......

The emperor completely regarded the Rongguo Mansion as his home, and strode forward to enter the gate of the Rongguo Mansion.

Jia Zheng originally prepared a series of welcoming etiquette, but it was useless at all.

He looked at Jia Jing helplessly: "Brother Jing, this ......."

Jia Jing couldn't cry or laugh, looked at the dragon guards who had dispersed in front of the door, and sighed: "Forget it, it's all gone." It is estimated that His Majesty is also impatient with those rules, and as he said, he left the palace just to distract himself."

The emperor did go out of the palace to relax, and under the guidance of Jia Cong, he slowly moved forward along the corridor illuminated by the lights.

"Little fat man, I have a difficult task for you......

Jia Cong was about to run away, but the emperor grabbed his neck: "Still want to run? Hum! Hong'er ran to hide in the Thirteen Mansions, and you want to run too?"

"Your Majesty, my great emperor, if you want to persuade the saint not to go to the Iron Net Mountain, please don't talk about it, minister...... I really can't do it!"

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