Yixiu's Rebirth: Sending Bai Lianhua's Sister to Become a Concubine

Yixiu glanced sideways and saw Yinzhen, who was laughing so hard that he couldn't stop.

After taking the fox skin, Yinzhen smacked his lips and looked at it carefully for a long time, praising it repeatedly.

Yixiu breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that she had thought too much. Yinzhen probably really had a good relationship with the Fourth Prince now.

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After returning to Yongkang Pavilion, Yixiu asked Jianqiu to select some things and send them over when the Fourteenth Master moved into his new residence.

In Ulanala's mansion.

After Yixiu left, Xinghui also came to Rouze's room to find Rouze.

Rouze said: "Now the funeral in the mansion has basically been completed."

"Although we still have to observe mourning for three years, my brother should also think about inheriting the title. I wonder what plans I have?"

Xinghui did not respond to Rouze's words, but asked instead: "Are you sad that my sister and father left us?"

"What are you talking about?" Rouze was very dissatisfied with Xinghui's question: "I am naturally sad about my father's death. But can I not do these things in the mansion just because I am sad?"

From childhood to adulthood, Rouze rarely spoke to Xinghui in such a harsh tone.

Xinghui pursed his lips and didn't respond.

After taking a deep look at Xinghui, Rouze relaxed for a moment and sighed, "Before I came to see you, I just went to see my mother."

"Mother is so sad that she can't even speak complete sentences. All the big and small things in this mansion have to be taken care of by you and me. If we also retreat, won't the Ulanala Mansion be laughed at by others?"

Seeing that Xinghui still didn't speak, Rouze continued, "Of course, I am already a married daughter of this mansion. It's my mother's family's business. If my brother thinks I'm meddling too much, I will say less in the future."

"Sister, you know that's not what I meant." Fortunately, she quickly replied, "Forget it. I was rash in asking just now. Please don't mind, sister."

The brother and sister sat opposite each other and discussed the procedures for the next few days.

After Fei Yanggu was buried, according to the customs of the Central Plains, there will be the seventh day and the first month.

There will naturally be several banquets in the mansion at that time.

It's fine for other people, but some elders of the Ulanara family must be careful not to neglect them.

If we can take this opportunity to leave a good impression on everyone, it will be easier for Xinghui to act in the clan in the future.

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Rouze stayed in the mansion until the seventh day after Fei Yanggu's death.

It was early in the morning, before daybreak, and Yixiu returned to the Ulanala Mansion early in a sedan chair.

The three siblings remained silent as before.

If there are some procedures that really need to be explained, he will let the servants around him pass on the message.

As noon approached, more and more guests came to the mansion.

The elders in the mansion were appointed by Xinghui himself.

Because compared to these people, Fei Yanggu is still a junior.

According to the rules, they did not come on the day of the funeral. This was their first time there.

Several elders were escorted toward the mansion. After Xinghui received the news, he hurried over to greet them one by one, treating them with courtesy as a junior.

Among them, the one with the highest seniority is Ulanara Rongku.

Although he was also born out of wedlock, his father had fought with Emperor Taizu when he was young.

Unfortunately, their descendants were incompetent and this branch never rose again.

Now that he has seen Xinghui, Rong Ku can’t help but feel jealous.

He said: "Now that you have inherited the title, Xinghui, you must not forget to support the brothers in the clan."

"Your father passed away suddenly, so I have to give you some advice on his behalf."

Rong Ku blamed him, "I heard that your half brother, Xingchan, was actually banished by you to be a low-ranking soldier? This is your fault, and it is inevitable that outsiders will say that you are cruel and can't even tolerate your own brothers."

Xinghui didn't say anything, he was waiting for Rongku to say next.

Rong Ku took Xinghui two steps forward and said with a sincere look:

"The remedy now is for you to show tolerance in the tribe. Now that you have become successful in the army, you might as well make arrangements for the tribe members of the right age to avoid gossip about you."

A smile appeared on Xinghui's lips and in his heart. He didn't want to respond, but he felt disdainful in his heart.

What tribesmen of the right age are they? Aren’t they just his good-for-nothing grandsons?

Rong Ku is of high generation, and his grandchildren are all in their twenties, but they are all idle, and they just walk the dog, play with chickens, and fight crickets all day long.

Xinghui despised such people the most, who only knew how to beg everywhere by relying on their seniority and the merits of their ancestors.

Xinghui hated Rongkuti Xingchan. But these days, he felt unspeakable pain in his heart, and he didn't want Fei Yanggu to die in an unclean way.

Therefore, Xinghui clenched his fists, lowered his head and said nothing.

Na Rongku thought Xinghui had listened to his words, and he became proud in his heart. He spoke more and more bluntly, and directly reported the names of his grandsons, and ordered Xinghui:

"I think these people are all good, so you should make arrangements as soon as possible."

We are now in the ancestral hall, and it is really not decent for Rong Ku to urge people to do things like this.

Xinghui endured it and was about to refuse when he suddenly heard a chuckle:

"If there is a problem with Xinghui, it seems that there are still a few positions in the army under the control of our Fucha family. Do the sons of Ulanara want to come?"

It was Li Rongbao who answered the call.

He had just come here with Jinghua, and as soon as he entered the front hall, he heard Rongku's words.

Rong Ku had long been away from the court. He did not recognize Li Rongbao, and he had no idea about the grudge between Li Rongbao and Xinghui.

But when he heard about Fucha, he thought it was a good idea and immediately turned around and wanted to agree.

"Don't worry about it, Fucha family. We, the Ulanala family, can handle this little thing ourselves."

Seeing Rongku's spineless look, Li Rongbao quickly stepped forward to agree, to prevent Rongku's grandchildren from making mistakes in front of other families and giving them an advantage.

If the truth comes out in the future, I might be implicated.

"That's fine, why not just say it earlier?"

Rong Ku doesn't care about anything else as long as his own goal is achieved.

Rongku was disrespectful to his elders, and Xinghui had no way to express his grievances, but Li Rongbao felt comfortable and relieved.

If he wasn't standing in the ancestral hall, he would have whistled a few times to celebrate.

A few days ago, Jinghua went home and told him about Xingchan.

Just as Xinghui looked down on Rongku, Li Rongbao also looked down on Xinghui from the bottom of his heart for his behavior of disregarding blood relatives for the sake of power.

Even if he did it for Yinzhen's sake, he had no intention of arguing with Rouze.

But he doesn't like people that his wife doesn't like!

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