Expensive marriage: The concubine is begging for peace again today

Chapter 281
The days passed quietly as King Jin and King De fought openly and secretly with King Yu and King Qing.

In the early morning of July 28, Princess De's concubine was fully pregnant in October, and labor pains began. In the evening, she gave birth to a boy who weighed five catties and seven taels.

Concubine De finally had her grandson in her arms, and she was ecstatic, "Three washes, full moon, hundred days, and one year old have to be done."

"No, it's too ostentatious." De Wang disagreed.

King Qing and King Yu stared at him and King Jin like dogs staring at a fleshy bone, waiting to catch them and bite them to death.

"Mother, Concubine, Kang'er is still young, it's not suitable to contact too many people, and he is prone to get sick." Prince De's son is also unwilling to make a big deal, "It's better to wait until Kang'er is three years old, and hold a banquet with a hundred tables."

Concubine De thought of her eldest daughter and second son who died of illness, so she no longer insisted on throwing a big banquet, "Then wait until Kang'er is three years old, and set up a banquet with a hundred tables."

Although there is no wine in De Wang's mansion, some people who are close to him still send gifts.

On the day of Xisan, Jiang Changning, an aunt of the same clan, was invited to add a pot.

When they arrived at Prince De's Mansion, they first went to the confinement room to see the mother and baby with Princess Changshan.

Princess De's face was pale, and she was bleeding heavily that day, which was really frightening. In just three days, her complexion hasn't recovered yet.

"This kid looks like a mother." Wen Bingqing said while picking up the baby.

Jiang Changning leaned over to take a look, and forgive her for her poor eyesight. This little guy, who was just three days old, was still a little wrinkled, and the red color hadn't faded completely, so he couldn't tell who it looked like.

Of course, this didn't prevent her from praising the little guy, "He's a handsome young man. When he grows up, he will fascinate many little girls."

"It's a pity that our families don't have any suitable little girls, or we will marry a child." Zeng Zhaofu said.

"Hurry up and get pregnant with one, and it will be just right when it will be born in ten months." Changshan Wang Shizi concubine said with a smirk.

"That's right." The others echoed.

Prince De's concubine also laughed jokingly and said, "Mother-in-law, hurry up and conceive."

Zeng Zhaofu waved his hand, "No, everyone knows that a son is like a mother, and a daughter is like a father. The five-year-old in my family who gave birth to a daughter is not as beautiful as him, but he is not worthy of such a handsome boy."

She rolled her eyes, "Ning Ning gave birth to a good one, she is beautiful, and the king of Jin is also handsome, and the baby she gave birth to is a country and a city."

Before Jiang Changning could speak, Wen Bingqing spat at her, "What are you talking about, the same surname does not marry, let alone the two families not only have the same surname, but also the same clan."

Zeng Zhaofu slapped his forehead, "I'm confused."

"But Ningning, our two families can get married." Wen Bingqing put the baby back in the cradle and took Jiang Changning's arm.

"Ningning, you can choose from my three sons." Zeng Zhaofu hugged her other arm.

The corners of Jiang Changning's mouth twitched slightly. She didn't know where her daughter was, but she was missed. "I'm not pregnant yet. What kind of marriage is there? Suiyan has a daughter. You are courting the wrong person."

"That's right, it's all your fault for getting good fortune." Wen Bingqing let go of Jiang Changning and hugged the arm of Princess De Wang Shizi.

"What did I do, blame me?" Zeng Zhaofu looked confused.

No one explained her doubts, Wen Bingqing was expressing her loyalty to Prince De's concubine, "I absolutely love my daughter-in-law as much as my daughter."

"Bao'er is still young. When we grow up, if the children can see each other well, we will be in-laws." The Princess De Wang Shizi is also willing to marry her daughter to a family she knows well.

"That's how we agreed." Wen Bingqing said seriously.

"Would you like to give you three high-fives?" Princess De Wang asked with a smile.

"Okay." Wen Bingqing raised her right hand, "You guys are witnesses."

"If you want us to be witnesses, then you have to treat us to dinner." Chang Shan Wang Shizi said with a smile.

"No problem, when Suiyan is out of confinement, how about I invite you to the newly opened Liuquanju to eat Huaiyang cuisine?"

"What you say counts."

Wen Bingqing raised her eyebrows, "I keep my word."

At this time, Princess De came in to hold her little grandson. Except for Princess De, who was still in confinement, everyone else followed Princess De to the main hall of the courtyard.

There are incense tables in the hall, enshrining thirteen gods, including Bixia Yuanjun, Qiongxiao Empress, Yunxiao Empress, Shengsheng Empress, Songzi Empress, Douzhu Empress, and Vision Empress.

The admission grandmother saluted Princess De, then carefully took the baby from Princess De's hand, tapped the golden basin with a mallet, and the third washing officially began.

All the people who come to watch the ceremony add a small spoonful of water to the basin according to their seniority and inferiority, and then put some gold and silver scorpions and other things, which is called adding basins.

What Jiang Changning added was a palm-length silver-gilt Ruyi, what Princess Changshan added was a jade ring, and what Wen Bingqing added was a silver-inlaid jasper finger ring.
The maternity grandma Ji Xiang couldn't speak, and the corners of her eyes were full of wrinkles when she smiled.

According to the rules, these added things belong to her.

After the third bath, Princess De said a few words politely, and invited everyone to the banquet hall for dinner.

After eating and washing three noodles, Changshan Wang Shizifei shared another piece of gossip: "Song Yirou is getting married again."

Jiang Changning was surprised, "I thought she was going to be hanged on the crooked neck tree of my lord, why is she going to marry again? Who will she marry? Will she marry?"

Wen Bingqing chuckled and said, "Prince Jin is not a tree with a crooked neck."

Princess Changshan made gestures on her stomach and raised her eyebrows, "Got it? She has to marry if she doesn't."

"It's really shameless for her to be obsessed with Prince Jin while fooling around with other men." Zeng Zhaofu scolded contemptuously.

"Pregnant before marriage, the Song family's tutoring is really messed up." Wen Bingqing said disgustedly.

Zeng Zhaofu sneered and said, "Does the Song family have a tutor?"

Jiang Changning clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, my prince has finally escaped."

Song Yirou got married for the second time, King Jin lost one trouble, but Zhou Duxin fell into trouble.

After a period of treatment, Zheng Mingzhu's condition has improved. Of course, it is impossible to recover. She has forgotten many things, but she only remembers Zhou Duxin.

Zhou Duxin was almost driven crazy by her, and when Jiang Changning went to Dewang's mansion to attend the three washing banquets, he begged to see King Jin.

"My lord, can the lower officials be released?"

He can't be provoked, he can hide, the Zheng family will never send people to the place where he is released, right?

"Are you sure?" King Jin asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, the officer is very sure."

"What if the king does not agree to your request?"

"Your Majesty, follow the orders of the lord."

"You don't complain?"

"No complaints."

The King of Jin smiled slightly, "The bandits and bandits along the coast of Fujian are rampant. If they rob houses or go to sea to hijack merchant ships, if they just sit back and ignore them, there will be endless troubles in the long run. How dare you go and suppress the bandits?"

"The next official will go all out."

"Tomorrow the Ministry of Officials will issue your letter of appointment."

"Thank you, my lord." Zhou Duxin saluted, "I will take my leave."

(End of this chapter)