The Zhao family convoy arrived at Jining Wharf at noon the next day. It took some effort to carry the luggage. Zhao Chen asked Ning Aji to get off the bus first and go to the tea shop by the canal for dinner.

The teahouse was divided into two floors. Zhao Chen chose the best elegant room on the second floor. The carved wooden windows were set up. Opposite was the vast canal water, which was shimmering under the warm winter sun. The river wind blew towards him, and the veil of the hanging hat fell on his face. Aji was about to lift it away, but the man's slender and fair hands had already reached out to help her.

Thinking that his mother-in-law was sitting there, Aji looked a little hot and quietly moved two steps to the side, wanting to stay away from Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen did not chase after her, but asked her with some concern: "Will the wind be cold?" His voice was very low.

Aji shook her head. Her menstrual period was very regular. Today was the fifth and last day. There were almost no one, and she was not afraid of the cold.

Zhao Chen looked at her, quickly looked away again, pointed to the scenery by the river and introduced her one by one. The bright light shone on his handsome face, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and there was meaningful joy in his phoenix eyes. He knew his wife's body more, and it seemed that there would be no more surprises this time.

The two sat back next to Ning before they watched for a long time. The food came up, and the family of three was having a happy meal.

After dinner, Chen Ping returned and replied, and his luggage had already been put on the boat. Ning nodded, stood up, and asked Madam Mei Jiang to put on the hats for her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and left the teahouse without any haste.

Two ships were parked by the river, and the front was more refined, for the family of three to live. The only ones on the same boat were the maids and chefs around Ning Shiji Aji. The large luggage was on the big ship behind, and Chen Ping led a group of servants to guard them.

Zhao Chen stood on the boarding board, Funing and Aji went up one after another. Aji was on board for the first time, and Xinqi was nervous, so he couldn't help but hold her husband's hand. Zhao Chen looked at her and smiled. Aji lowered his eyes, and immediately let go of him after standing firm. When he turned around, his eyes fell on the stone pile used to tie the cables on the shore. There was a dent on it, and the cable stranded there was gently shaking with the hull.

The cold wind is bleak, and the sorrow of parting suddenly arises again.

Aji looked up, looked at the shore, and looked at the town sky in the distance. She left home yesterday and was about to leave Dengzhou again soon.

"Get in, the boat will be started soon." Zhao Chen closed the cloak on her body and said softly.

Aji looked up at him, and his beautiful eyes were filled with uncertainty and uncertainty about to travel far.

Zhao Chen held her hand, his eyes soft and firm.

Capital.

As the court was about to have a great rest, the officials in each yamen were busy in chaos. In addition, it was dark in winter, and it was already very dark when Zhao Yunting finished his official duties and came out of the Ministry of Revenue. The eldest son of the side followed Zhao Yuan to quickly put on his cloak for him. The two hurried out to the outside of the imperial city. On the way, they met many colleagues greetings. Everyone was so cold that they were in a hurry to go home, so they nodded to each other.

After leaving the city gate, his carriage was already waiting outside. Zhao Yunting got on the carriage neatly. Zhao Yuan sat on the shaft on the other side of the coachman and closed his collar. The carriage quickly moved. The silent official road was sparsely populated, and the sound of horse hooves was even more lonely.

The lights were lit in the car, and Zhao Yunting leaned against the car board to rest. When the remaining business in his mind was completely gone, he took out a letter from his arms and read it again. The letter was arrived the day before yesterday. His wife set off on the eighth day of the lunar month, and it should be on the boat now, right? He was still seasick when he sent Chengyuan over that year. I don’t know if the kid’s seasickness has been cured after so many years.

Today is the ninth day of the lunar month, and you should be able to arrive in another half a month.

After ten years of separation from her for a full ten years, I finally saw her when I returned home every day.

The carriage slowly stopped, Zhao Yunting put the letter back in his arms, thinking of the people in the marquis' mansion, there was no smile on his face.

A maid hurried to the backyard to report the message: "Madam, Madam, the Marquis is back!"

The laughter and joyful parting hall suddenly became quiet.

Qin was originally joking with the wife of the wife, but when she heard the maid's message, she couldn't help but look at the door. From the palace to the present, she hadn't been together with her husband for more than a month. She couldn't help but go to find him several times, but he didn't see her. Qin knew that her husband had just taken the position of Minister of Revenue and was busy, so she didn't bother him. But today her husband specifically told the family to get together. He must have finally come to rest and wanted to compensate her family and her wife.

The maids saluted from outside, and Qin couldn't help but straighten the ruby ​​phoenix hairpin on her head. The lights in the room were not as bright as the gems of the blood of the pigeon. In addition, her kesi clothing with red embroidered rich peonies was really bright and magnificent.

It's a pity that he is a careless person.

The grandmother withdrew her gaze from looking at her daughter-in-law, and her sarcastic smile flashed. In the past, the Marquis's Mansion was not as good as the Duke's Mansion. She had always tolerated the arrogance and stupidity of the Qin family for her son. Now, the powerful Duke's Mansion is only one general in the northwest, and her status in the emperor's heart is not as good as her son. Naturally, she has no need to endure this stupid woman who has caused their mother and son to be in trouble. No matter how uncooperated the Duke's Mansion is, it has been for the Qin family for more than ten years. Now, Qin's grandfather, second uncle and other relatives die tragically. Not only does she feel sad at all, she also does not filial on the grounds that her father has cut off relations with the Duke's Mansion, and she also hopes that her son will treat her well?

"Yunting is back, why haven't you sent someone to serve in the meal?" The moment Zhao Yunting stepped in, the grandma scolded calmly.

Qin had just seen her husband and knew that he didn't like her to make noise. She didn't dare to call him out loud, but just stared silently, hoping that her husband could look at him, and that he was all focused on the man and did not hear her mother-in-law's scolding.

Seeing that the eldest lady was cold, Ziying, the eldest maid behind Qin, stepped forward gently and reminded with a smile: "Madam, the marquis is back. I will tell the kitchen to put dinner on it?"

The position she stood was just blocking Qin's view. Qin was a little annoyed, but nodded, "Go quickly." After that, he immediately looked at the opposite side. The couple sat next to the lady, one left and one right.

However, Zhao Yunting did not look at her and explained to the eldest lady, the leader, "There are many things in the yamen, and my mother has been waiting for a long time."

The lady caringly looked at her only son and smiled, "It's okay, we just sat down not long ago. But you, don't just care about the major affairs of the court. Look at you, you are getting thinner and thinner, eat more later. I'll have someone stew fish head soup tonight to make up for you."

Zhao Yunting smiled and said a few more words to his mother, then his eyes turned to the three children in front of the table on the left.

The second son, Zhao Qing, was fifteen years old after the age of age. When he was a child, he often followed his elder brother. When his elder brother left home, he was six years old. He should have some impression? The third son, Zhao Han, and his only daughter, Zhao Yi, were both nine years old. They were only two months away and had never seen their elder brother. It was okay for the daughter to say that the third son, I just hope that Chengyuan would feel less hatred when he saw this younger brother sensible and sensible.

While the maids were preparing meals, Zhao Yunting asked the three children about some things.

In the eyes of outsiders, he has two legitimate sons, but in Zhao Yunting's eyes, only he and her children are legitimate sons. The other three are the same weight in his eyes, not as good as the eldest son, but also his blood, although none of them are what he wants.

After asking, the food on the table was already arranged, and Zhao Yunting signaled everyone to start the meal.

For a moment, there was only a slight sound of eating in the side hall, and there was extremely silence.

The lady is old and has a small appetite. Most of the time she spends time at the dinner table is just to accompany the younger generations to eat. She has no appetite and her mind gradually becomes moved. The son suddenly called everyone over, and the two aunts set up a small table. What should I discuss? Apart from some festive days, there has never been such a time again...

Zhao Yunting did not make her guess for too long. After the remaining soup was taken down and replaced with teacup, he tasted the tea, glanced around, and said to the lady calmly: "Mother, Chengyuan has married in October, and Chengwen has reached the age of starting a family. From today on, the whole mansion will change its name. Remove the word "Shao" and call it the master directly according to the ranking."

As soon as these words were spoken, Qin's face changed drastically. Why did he mention that person again?

The grandmother's face was not as good as that of her daughter-in-law. She suddenly put down the tea bowl in her hand: "Chengyuan is the eldest son of the Marquis's family, why did he marry me, my grandmother, know nothing? Yunting, do you still have me as a mother in your eyes? Are you trying to piss me to death?" Her voice was stern and she landed on the ground with a sound.

The mother-in-law got angry, and Qin's expression improved a little, staring at her husband to see how he answered. Aunt Wan, who was sitting in front of the small table on the back of her right, looked at her children at the same time, and each thought was in her heart. On the table over there, Zhao Qing sat upright in a green robe. Although she didn't smile, she felt joy. She could see his pleasure at first glance. Zhao Han's mouth curled up and looked at her father curiously and expectantly. Only Zhao Yi, who was combed with a bun, looked at her face at a daze, as if she had forgotten that she had another brother.

Zhao Yunting knew his mother very well. He knew that she didn't care whether Changsun married or not. He was angry that she didn't get the news, so he said helplessly: "Mother, don't worry, I only learned about this today. He lived in the countryside. He fell in love with a scholar's daughter and married him directly. It's really a nonsense... After all, it was a Ming matchmaker who married him, so he could only do this. Mother, Chengyuan was unwilling to move back before, but now that he has already started a family, I will send someone to pick them up. I can't let the eldest grandson of the Zhao family be born outside."

The lady is silent.

Everyone knows why Changsun left, but for the sake of good sound, she only said that the child was ignorant and refused to live at home. She didn't like the short-lived ex-daughter-in-law who used any fancy methods to hook her son up on her. She had no fond feelings for Changsun, who was disobedient and unfilial to the former daughter-in-law. However, Zhao Chen was the eldest son of the Zhao family after all, and he could not come back. As a grandmother, there was no reason to stop him from coming back. Forget it, the mud couldn't stand the wall. The legitimate son of the dignified marquis actually married a scholar's daughter and came back when he came back. She was just in time for fun.

He quickly glanced at Qin's family, and the grandmother said in a tone of regret: "This child has been stubborn and disobeyed since childhood. I have prepared several candidates for him. He even said hello and did not beat him and marry him! He didn't kiss me since childhood, and it would be fine if he didn't take me as a grandmother seriously. You are heartbroken to him, why didn't he even tell you? Come back quickly. After the age of 18, you can take it well, and maybe you can make a good decision. Then you can do something for him so that he won't continue to idle."

Zhao Yunting nodded, turned around and smiled at Zhao Qing: "Chengwen, your third brother and sister were not born yet when your elder brother left. I remember you liked playing with your elder brother when you were a child. Do you still remember him?"

Zhao Qing stood up and left his seat, answered awkwardly: "To be honest, my son doesn't remember clearly what the eldest brother looks like. He just remembers that one time, the eldest brother took me to dig bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest. After digging, he gave it to me to hold it... In a blink of an eye, we were all old, and I don't know what the eldest brother looks like now."

Zhao Yunting also remembered that the family had not changed at that time. He went to the bamboo forest to find two children. When he saw the seven-year-old eldest son digging hard, the four-year-old second son stood beside him holding the spring bamboo shoots, covered in soil. Seeing him coming, the eldest son ran away. After being caught, he immediately admitted his mistake and was agile and cunning. Thinking of the cold-faced boy who almost angered him to death last time, Zhao Yunting sighed and waved his hand to the three children: "Okay, it's not early, you all go down. Get closer to your elder brother in the future. And Yi'er, aren't you already like a girl? You can embroider a purse and give it to your elder sister-in-law."

Zhao Yi said embarrassedly: "I'm afraid that my sister-in-law would think that the purse I embroidered is ugly, I've just learned it."

There is only one girl in the family. Zhao Yunting treated this daughter slightly better than her sons. He smiled and said, "Your eldest sister-in-law is very nice and will not bother you. Maybe she will guide you to embroider, don't worry." He had never seen his daughter-in-law, but he heard from his wife that he knew he was a gentle and virtuous girl. His wife and eldest son all said it was OK, so he naturally believed it.

Zhao Yi smiled happily, said goodbye to his grandmother, his father and mother obediently, and walked out with his two brothers.

Qin glared at the concubine's daughter in displeasure, turned her head to the two concubines over there and said, "You guys go down too."

Aunt Wan, Aunt Zhou, immediately stood up and saluted and said he would leave.

All the annoying people left. Qin Shi was in a good mood and asked the man opposite with a smile: "Mr. Marquis, let's take my mother back to the room together?"

The husband doesn't like going to the backyard, and only stays in the houses of two concubines for one night a month. In the first two years, Qin thought that her husband was still thinking about the dead man, but later she gave birth to a son and Aunt Zhou gave birth to a daughter. The husband has been this rule for ten years. Qin understood that her husband is such a person who does not value women. She can only see her husband for one night. Of course, she will be disappointed, but who made her like him? Even if he never gave her a smile, she doesn't care. Anyway, except for her mother-in-law and three children, she has never seen her husband give her any smile. Now her husband has not stepped into the backyard for a long time. Tonight she works hard and may be able to persuade people to her house.

She knew that her husband was dissatisfied with the Duke's Mansion. Now that the Duke's Mansion has been defeated, his anger should have disappeared? After all, the two have been married for ten years. As for the Duke's Mansion, Qin has no feelings for him since the empress dowager who loved her, who had passed away. She would not go there if her husband didn't like her to go back to her parents' home. Anyway, she had a son, so there was nothing worth complaining about.

Zhao Yunting didn't look at her, so he helped the grandma stand up in person and said without looking back: "I have something to discuss with the grandma, you can go back by yourself."

Qin's arrogance and if he is dissatisfied, he will go to the Duke's Mansion to complain. General Dingxi and his wife are cunning and are reluctant to let her in everything to show their goodness to the big house. Over the years, he secretly defected to Emperor Wen of Tang, and could not tolerate outsiders to have any doubts, so he had to perfunctory Qin. After all, he maintained a superficial harmony with her. If he fought against the Duke's Mansion in official business, they would only regard him as his dissatisfaction with the Qin family forcing marriage, and would still be willing to live with Qin. Otherwise, he would never touch Qin when he married Qin. As long as the Qin family spread, the Duke's Mansion would definitely understand that he was no longer simply dissatisfied and would be paying attention to him everywhere. Whether it was affecting major events or leaking his whereabouts, he could not afford to lose.

Now that the situation is settled, Emperor Wen of Tang asked him to continue to be her mistress with Qin, so he asked Qin to continue to be her mistress, keeping in charge of all the affairs of her and the Grandma's yard, and continuing to attend the banquet as the Marquis's wife outside, but he would never set foot in the yard of any of the three of them again.

He was sorry for Lan Rong for the first half of his life, and he continued to guard her for the second half of his life.

Neither mother nor son looked at what Qin's expression was behind him and abducted to the Grandma's Rongshoutang.

Without anyone around, the lady did not hide her anger and leaned on the couch and said sarcastically: "I don't believe that Chengyuan is married, you don't know. Okay, if you don't want me to care, I won't care. I'll say, what big things need to be discussed with me now?" It's really strange that when she asked her son to marry her niece from her family, he recognized Ning Shi. She advised him to divorce his wife for his future. He was angry. He had never heard of her in any major matter, and now he would still discuss it with her?

There was no servant in the room, and his confidant was guarding him personally outside. Zhao Yunting was silent for a moment and knelt down in front of the lady: "My son is unfilial. I have been deceiving my mother for so many years. I also asked my mother not to get angry after listening, let alone show off."

The lady sat up in shock and was anxious to help him: "What's the matter? The ground is cold. Get up first, why do we have to do this when we talk?" She only had one son in her life. When she was angry, she wanted to give birth to him, but she didn't want to really make the relationship between mother and son too stiff, so that her son would kneel down for small matters.

Zhao Yunting did not rise up and lowered his eyes and said, "Mother, you know, I only have Lan Rong in my heart. The situation was so urgent that I didn't want Lan Rong to stay in the Marquis' Mansion to suffer, and I didn't want to divorce her, so I used a trick to make her fake death. In fact, I moved elsewhere. Chengyuan has been living with her for many years. When Chengyuan comes back at the end of the month, Lan Rong will come back."

It was like five thunders thunder, and the lady was trembling all over, pointing to the person kneeling on the ground, her eyes were about to protrude because of anger: "You, say it again!"

Zhao Yunting looked up and looked at her and said, "I said Lan Rong is not dead. She... Mom, what's wrong with you?"

However, before he finished speaking, the old man on the couch suddenly fell to one side. Zhao Yunting quickly caught the person. Just as he was about to call Zhao Yuan to invite the doctor, his arm suddenly hurt, and the old man cried and scolded in his arms: "What's the good thing about her? Where is she worthy of your treatment of her like this? Even her biological mother is not as important as her... Do you want her to come back to make her angry to death? No need to worry, I'll die now, I'll make room for her. In the future, whatever she says in this marquis' mansion, you should have a break, and you'll live together!" As he said that, he struggled hard, stretched his neck to hit the wall. She really didn't want to live anymore. Her biological son had hidden her for ten years, so she didn't have her mother in his eyes.

Zhao Yunting lowered his head and looked at his mother's gray hair, with a split headache. He never understood what was wrong with his wife, making his mother dislike her so much!

He slowly let go of his hand, continued to kneel down, and said blankly: "Mom, die, you die, your son will immediately break up after you bury you, and go and accompany you."

The lady never expected her son to say such ruthless words, and her heart and lungs seemed to be turned over, and she was so painful that she almost couldn't get angry. "You, you actually made me die? Do you know how much suffering I suffered to give birth to you back then? You..."

"I didn't want my mother to die, it was because she didn't give me a way out. I gave birth to me and raised me, but I couldn't let go. Lan Rong is the person in my heart, and I couldn't let go. If my mother refused to accept Lan Rong no matter what, then I can only be worthy of you two." Zhao Yunting said with a blank expression, but tears rolled down his eyes, "Mom, I still remember that you would give me whatever I wanted when I was a child. My father was useless, so you couldn't raise your head in front of other ladies and wives, so my son worked hard to make his mother proud. Now that my son did it, my mother can't love me again? What my son wants most in his life is Lan Rong. Can't you fulfill me?"

A man who is nearly forty cries for a woman.

The lady was sour, astringent, hated and painful in her heart. She hated Ning's bitch who made her son feel like this. She loved her son and suffered all the ridicule today. The two strong feelings were churning again and again, but her son was kneeling there, and she couldn't cruelly refuse to agree to him.

"Get up first." After a long time, the lady said powerlessly.

"Did you promise to let Lan Rong come back?" Zhao Yunting's tears stopped and he asked loudly.

The lady snorted coldly and did not reply directly: "Then what identity do you think she is coming back? Last time, you told me that Qin's family cannot be resigned. Besides, Ning's family is a dead person. If you ask her to come back, the emperor will know that you will not cure your crime of deceiving the emperor?"

This made me feel relieved. Zhao Yunting breathed a sigh of relief and stood up and explained: "The emperor knew that Lan Rong was still alive, so he would allow me to take her home, but he just couldn't make a statement. Mom, I asked Lan Rong to come back as Chengyuan's edict mother and live in Xinlan Garden. Usually, I only walked around the Marquis' Mansion. In recent years, almost all the servants in the Marquis' Mansion have changed. Except for the old servants around us, no one knows Lan Rong. As long as my mother doesn't say it, the matter will not be spread."

The grandma sneered: "You are thinking about Zhouquan. As for Qin, you will definitely not go to the yard of others in the future. No matter how stupid Qin is, he is not so stupid that he can't tell whether you are with Chengyuan's edict. At that time, a scandal of Yanping Hou and his eldest son's edict will be caused. What should you do?"

Zhao Yunting was prepared: "This matter is not a matter of need for my mother to worry too much. I have a way to make her shut up on Qin's side. Mom, don't make things difficult for Lan Rong, just helped me and the Zhao family." hf();
Chapter completed!