Expensive marriage: The concubine is begging for peace again today

Chapter 295
When Jiang Changning saw the old lady Zhuang lying on the bed, he immediately confirmed that the old lady Zhuang was definitely not suffering from gluttony and cold. The corners of her mouth were crooked, which was clearly a symptom of stroke.

"Old lady, do you want me to invite the imperial physician to come and see you again?" Jiang Changning asked because he wanted to see Mrs. Zhuang.

The only people who can make Mrs. Zhuang have a stroke are the dealers. If Mrs. Zhuang doesn't pursue it, she has no name to be a "bad person".

Mrs. Zhuang opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, Mrs. Wu spoke first, "All the famous doctors in the city have been invited to see, so I don't bother Wangfei to invite the imperial doctor to come."

"That's right, although the imperial physician's medical skills are good, the famous doctors in the city are not bad in their medical skills, so don't bother the princess." Zou agreed.

This pair of sisters-in-law who had always been at odds with each other, unexpectedly spoke on the same caliber, and the elder Zhuang and the second son of Zhuang did not say anything. It seems that everyone in the Zhuang family has a share, which caused the old lady Zhuang to have a stroke.

Jiang Changning ignored them, but stared at the old lady Zhuang, "Ask the imperial doctor to come over, it's just a matter of posting, no trouble."

The old lady Zhuang's lips squirmed for a long time, "No."

"Princess, the old lady doesn't want to cause you any trouble." Mrs. Wu said hastily.

"No trouble, the old lady has a third-rank order, so she can invite an imperial physician." Jiang Changning smiled slightly, "Old lady, do you want to invite me?"

This is a second chance. If Mrs. Zhuang still insists on not hiring an imperial physician, Jiang Changning will stop meddling in her own business.

The old lady Zhuang wept silently, and Mrs. Wu wiped her tears with a veil, "Old lady, don't be sad, no matter what happens, we children and grandchildren will take good care of you."

"Yes, old lady, you have to relax, take good care of your illness, and wait to have your great-grandson." Mrs. Zou also moved to the bedside and said.

Zhuang Boss and Zhuang Lao Er also said: "Mother, your children and grandchildren are all filial to you, so you can rest assured to recuperate."

After some motherly kindness and filial piety, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law obeyed, the old lady Zhuang stopped crying, didn't even dare to look at Jiang Changning, and closed her eyes.

When Jiang Changning saw this, he knew what she meant. She wanted to risk her life to protect her children and grandchildren.

That being the case, let her seek benevolence and benevolence.

Jiang Changning didn't want to bother too much about Mrs. Zhuang, lest Mrs. Zhuang not be kind in the future and object to her and complain. He got up and said, "Take care of yourself, old lady. I'll visit you again when I'm free."

After saying that, Jiang Changning insisted on leaving and returning to the palace regardless of the Zhuang family's persuasion.

In the afternoon, when she took a nap, Xiulan reported to her the news she had inquired at the dealer, "Master Zhuang Er sold the old lady's dowry to Zhuangzi in order to pay off his gambling debts."

"Doesn't she know the nature of her son she raised? She condoned Zhuangzi's sale." Jiang Changning commented coldly.

A woman's dowry is usually not distributed to her children until she is about to die.

But Mrs. Zhuang privately gave part of the dowry to Zhuang's second child.

Xiulan went on to say: "When Mr. Zhuang knew about this, he made a fuss without hesitation, and even contradicted the old lady, who was so angry that she passed out."

"Have you had a stroke like this?" Jiang Changning frowned. The old lady Zhuang's body has become so bad in just a few years?

"No, the old lady didn't have a stroke, but something happened again."

"go on."

"Just as the old lady was rescued, Fourth Master Zhuang suddenly came back with his wife and concubine. He didn't know what he said, and the old lady passed out again."

Jiang Changning took a sip of the jujube tea, "I fainted twice in a row, it's hard not to have a stroke."

"The old lady still hasn't had a stroke."

Jiang Changning almost spit out the tea, "Is there something else going on?"

Xiulan nodded, "Third Master Zhuang was jealous of others and fell from upstairs. The old lady passed out for the third time. After waking up, she became the princess you saw."

The corners of Jiang Changning's mouth twitched. Zhuang's scenes played out one after another, and it was the result of her strong body that she didn't directly make Mrs. Zhuang angry enough to see Hades.

Before the Zhuang family's play was finished, the next afternoon, bad news came from the palace that Zhuang Qingyan died of illness.

Jiang Changning was stunned, "How come?"

"My servant found out that she has been ill for several months, and the imperial doctor treated her, but there was no improvement." Xiaochun said.

"There are no young or old on the road to Huangquan." Jiang Changning sighed, remembering the meeting with Zhuang Qingyan when he came to Beijing at the beginning of the year.

No matter what, Zhuang Qingyan disappeared just like that at such a young age.

In the evening, King Jin came back and told Jiang Changning, "The Empress Dowager asked Your Majesty to promote Zhuang Qingyan to the position of Zhuang Qingyan, and she will be buried as a concubine."

"Concubine!" Jiang Changning twitched the corner of his mouth, "That's fine."

Although it is an honor after death, it is better than nothing.

Zhuang Qingyan's death, no one dared to tell the seriously ill old lady Zhuang.

With the current situation of Mrs. Zhuang, if you stimulate her again, the Zhuang family should keep their filial piety behind closed doors.

Zhuang Qingyan's status is not high, even if she is buried as a concubine, there is no mourning hall in the palace, and there is no need for each government to enter the palace to cry.

As the age approached, Zhuang Qingyan's coffin had been placed in the palace for three days before being hastily buried in the concubine's mausoleum.

Jiang Changning asked someone to set up a small road altar on the official road where the coffin passed, and gave her a ride, fulfilling the friendship between the two.

After this incident, Jiang Changning began to prepare for the New Year with peace of mind.

"It's tiring during the New Year and the festival." Jiang Changning threw the stack of New Year gift lists in his hand on the Kang table, and leaned back on the pillow.

"It'll be fine after a few days of busy work." Fu Cui gently massaged her feet.

"Busy years ago, even busier after the next year, and the busyness will not stop until the Lantern Festival." Jiang Changning rubbed his forehead.

"On New Year's Eve, I can always catch my breath and take a rest." Fu Cui laughed.

"Hehe" Jiang Changning smiled dryly, he had to enter the palace on New Year's Eve.

She was wearing a princess costume that weighed more than ten kilograms, so she was lucky not to be overwhelmed, so don't think about taking a breath and taking a rest.

After a few busy days, it was New Year's Eve.

In the early morning, the family had breakfast, dressed according to the style, and entered the palace.

First is the ceremony, and then the palace banquet on New Year's Eve.

There is nothing new in the palace banquet on New Year's Eve, and it is the same every year.

Talk to acquaintances for a few words, sneer at the hostile friends, and when the queen mother and the little emperor arrive, the New Year's Eve banquet officially begins.

The wine and dishes were brought up like water, Jiang Changning looked at the plates of exquisite dishes but had no appetite, and reached out to take a tangerine.

"Do you want to vomit?" King Jin asked with concern.

"No, it's just that these dishes are a bit greasy, so I don't want to eat them." Jiang Changning peeled off the orange peel, broke off the petals and put them in his mouth, "This mandarin orange is sweet, I will eat this."

"You can't get enough just by eating tangerines." King Jin took a spoon and filled her with half a bowl of pigeon tofu soup that looked quite refreshing.

The tender pigeon meat is hidden in the soup base, and the off-white tofu and bright red wolfberry make the soup base even more milky.

Under the expectant eyes of King Jin, Jiang Changning scooped up a spoonful of the soup. The soup was delicious. The porcelain cup containing the soup was double-layered, with soup on the top and charcoal fire on the bottom. Even in the cold winter, the soup was still warm.

　Another one was written to death by me, I feel like an executioner.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)