Honglouchun

Jia's mother was about to say something else, but when she saw Jia Amnesty, Mrs. Xing, Jia Zheng and Jia Lian had arrived, she put it down for the time being.

Jia Qiang also stood up, and greeted Jia Zheng with hands together.

After Jia She made a nasal snort, Mrs. Xing hurried to the high platform and said with a smile, "I came here earlier, but something happened, so it was late..."

Mother Jia didn't like to talk to her daughter-in-law very much, she just nodded and didn't even ask what happened.

Mrs. Wang saw it at the side, although her face was calm, there was a hint of sarcasm in her eyes.

Mrs. Xing laughed, and glanced at Mrs. Wang, secretly resentful: I will subdue you if you can continue to be proud later!

The sisters also came out from the warm pavilion. Baoyu saw Jia Zheng's existence from a distance, and seemed to be bluffing.

But in the past, Jia Mu might have asked him to stay with her, but seeing Jia Qiang's ability today, she wanted to let Baoyu get in touch with him more. If Baoyu learned this skill, then she I really don't have to worry...

Jia Mu, Mrs. Xing, Mrs. Wang and the sisters in the family sat at a table, and Li Wan and Sister Feng led a group of maids to serve.

This is also an important reason why Jia Qiang is so suitable for Yin Ziyu in the eyes of Empress Yin. For example, Sister Feng is so favored, and she is also the daughter of Mrs. Wang's niece. When Jia's family eats, she doesn't even have a seat. , After serving the old ones, but also serving the young ones, whoever is a little bit slower is a sin.

In this world, the daughter-in-laws of everyone come here like this.

In contrast, Jia Qiang was simply overpopulated in Ningguo Mansion, so there were no such rules, so everyone in the Yin family, except those who were not greedy, were not dissatisfied.

As for the host's table, Jia She took the top seat as a matter of course. In terms of status, Jia Qiang and Jia Zheng were supposed to sit on both sides.

It's just that Jia Qiang was impatient to get close to this old idiot, so she insisted on sitting by Baoyu's side.

But sitting like this, although I avoided an old disgust, there was another little bum beside me...

Jia Huan, the son of Jia Zheng's concubine, was not bad in terms of appearance, but the look of sloppy eyebrows, squinting eyes and shoulders made people feel unlucky to look at.

Fortunately, with Jia Zheng around, both Baoyu and Jia Huan were trembling and didn't dare to lift their heads.

Sitting next to Jia Huan was a boy who was no more than five or six years old. Jia Qiang recognized him, his name was Jia Lan.

He is the posthumous son of Jia Zheng's eldest son, Jia Zhu, who was originally the eldest son and grandson of Erfang. Unfortunately, because of Jia Zhu's early death, Jia Lan is not favored by Mrs. Wang...

After the food was served and the bowls and chopsticks were arranged, Mother Jia spoke at the table, saying: "There have been so many things this year, many people have lost, and the family business in Dongfu is almost lost. Originally, I was still in a panic. How much blood was shed by my ancestors, how much was injured, and the family business that was left behind, if it is lost in our hands, I will die, and I will have no face to see the Duke. Although I am a blind, deaf, and indifferent Abandoning the old woman, but I always feel that I still have to bear a share of the guilt. But I didn't expect that if it was extremely peaceful, in a blink of an eye, the eldest girl in the palace became a noble concubine, that is, on the side of the East Mansion. Thanks to the merits, I was granted a first-class marquis! Now I’m going to marry a princess again! I’m a little dizzy when I come here for such a happy event!”

Everyone laughed out loud, and Sister Feng gave Jia Mu a bowl of Yutian Bistem rice, and laughed loudly: "This is all thanks to the ancestors! If it weren't for the blessings that the ancestors would never use up." How can there be such a happy event in the Jia family?" After finishing speaking, he looked at Jia Qiang with lowered eyes and asked, "Qiang'er, do you agree with what I say?"

But without waiting for him to answer, he asked about the number of people at the table: "Did the ancestor insist that Qiang'er go to the south of the Yangtze River? If he hadn't gone to the south of the Yangtze River, he would have become Uncle Lin's student? Uncle Lin's student?" Uncle? If the old ancestors hadn’t insisted on him inheriting the title, this hereditary title would be so easy to inherit? Without the foundation of the third-rank general, Qiang’er would not be able to be named as a marquis? If there is no such marquis, the princess Is it so easy to marry? By the way, I forgot that even the eldest sister in the palace was sent to the palace by the old lady! Look, look, Qiang'er, why don't you hurry up and respect the old man? A glass of wine for my ancestors, my second aunt can't stand it! If you don't want to drink it, I'll drink it!"

"Pooh!"

Jia's mother couldn't close her mouth for a long time, and she couldn't hold back her smile when she heard it, and spat: "You are also a shameless monkey, why should you drink his wine?"

Sister Feng laughed and said: "It can be seen that I can't hide anything from my ancestors. I just want to curry favor with Qiang'er, so that I can do business with him, earn a few taels of silver, and use it to honor our ancestors!"

Jia Mu laughed even more, Jia Qiang came over with a glass of wine, and said respectfully to Jia Mu: "I really want to toast the old lady with a glass of wine. "

After all, drink it up.

Mother Jia was smiling at first, but after hearing this, tears still fell down...

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PS: It’s still Mo Gonggong’s, it should be Mo Zhaorong’s, just like Hui Jin, she’s really a beautiful woman... I’ll pay off the bill today, but the recommended vote is free, everyone remember to vote.

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Chapter 316 Jia Amnesty Attacks

Seeing Jia's mother crying, Sister Feng's eyes were also red.

Sister Feng knows some of the difficulties of Jia Mu...

Back then, when Jia Daishan was present in the pre-Ronguo State, Jia's mother really benefited endlessly and enjoyed all the glory and wealth.

After Jia Daishan's death, Jia Amnesty will not talk about that chicken. Jia Zheng is not a material for an official to be a butcher, at least he is far behind Jia Daishan.

But Jia Mu is a back house woman, what can she do?

Even when it comes to disciplining children, it has always been the only way for the master to take care of his sons. Could she still force Jia Amnesty to practice horse racing and archery?

And the daughter's family she taught, has it ever been worse?

In her previous life, she had no choice but to send Jia Yuanchun, who was brought up by her side since she was a child, into the palace as a female historian, and later she continued to live for the glory of the Jia family for several years.

But in this world dominated by men, it is a disaster for a man from the Jia family to be ineffective, and how long can he survive with the calculations of an old lady...

It is true that Jia's mother has been enjoying the blessings and using them, and she is also greedy for them, but she was originally the eldest lady of the Bowling Marquis. After marrying into the Jia family, she has always been well-clothed and well-fed. It's hard for the strong...

But in recent years, she has not only enjoyed the blessings, but also racked her brains in order to maintain the old family friends of the Jia family and to balance the relationship between the first and second householders in the family.

These Feng sisters are all in their eyes, so they are very filial on weekdays, not only because Jia Mu is the first-class wife of Rong Guotai.

However, her eyes were red and she shed tears, not only because she felt sorry for Jia's mother, but also for herself.

She has a strong nature. After marrying into Jia's family, in order not to make people laugh, she gets up early and goes to bed late every day. No matter how tired she is, she has to take good care of the family and take care of housework.

But how many people love her?

Some people still remember Jiamu's contribution, but what about her?

Thinking about being made things difficult by her own aunt, not to mention her mother-in-law, plus marrying such a prodigal son, the relationship between husband and wife is as cold as ice, and she has not even conceived a son and a half. It's even worse than Li Wan, whom she has always looked down upon...

Sister Feng's tears rolled down like beads with a broken thread, and she felt that she had spent half her life by mistake...

Seeing it, Jia Mu thought that Sister Feng was crying because of her, and sighed in her heart: After all, I didn't hurt her in vain.

But in the end, he was much more mature, and quickly restrained his emotions, and laughed at Sister Feng and said: "If you don't come to coax me, you will shed more tears than me!"

When Sister Feng heard the words, she hurriedly suppressed the bitterness and grievance in her heart, wiped her tears with a handkerchief and smiled, "The old ancestor doesn't know, this is my strategy! If I go to coax the old ancestor, the old ancestor must The more you persuade, the more you cry. But I cry more fiercely than the old ancestor, the old ancestor loves me so much, look, you really don't cry, right?"

The Jia sisters laughed so hard when they heard the words, Mother Jia laughed back, then looked at her lovingly, raised the wine cup and drank the rice wine in one gulp, and said to Jia Qiang with a smile: "What's going on outside?" If you're done with your work, it's time to prepare the garden?"

As soon as this remark came out, Mrs. Wang, who had been smiling but didn't even roll her eyes, finally looked over.

Jia Qiang nodded and said: "Earlier, I sent someone to look for an old Ming Gong named Shan Yezi. He is a master gardener and designed many palace gardens in Beijing for him. In the past few days, I will draw a topographic map for him. Let’s copy Fangyuan, and after the system is properly designed, we can start construction.”

When Jia Mu heard this, she was surprised and said, "So fast?"

Rarely, even Mrs. Wang nodded happily.

Jia Qiang smiled, and said: "After two days in Huifang Garden, the old lady will be the host, and the construction will start. If the progress is faster, it should be completed before the year. It happens to be Chinese New Year. Please invite the imperial concubine to go home to celebrate the New Year. One day of reunion. In addition, the Wu family is not having a good time this time, at least his garden must not be started so quickly, and whether it will be covered with money is another matter."